#potentially. again i have no fucking idea

[silvermoon424]

I like the idea that the soul in a Soul Gem sorta dies (like it collapses under the weight of its corruption) and leaves an imprint in the shape of the person's grief, anxieties, fears, etc. Their magic then fills that void left behind by the soul's death, but it becomes a twisted version of what was there.

Anon, I fucking love this??? It would definitely explain why Witching out is so irreversible; the magical girl's soul isn't just corrupted, it's gone. Just straight up doesn't exist anymore and can't be recovered or healed.

Your theory also slots in nicely with the 3 instances of de-witchification we see in the PMMM franchise (that I can think of off the top of my head at least):

In The Different Story, Madoka uses her wish to bring Sayaka back from the dead after she turned into a Witch. This was one of Homura's later timelines, so Madoka has godlike potential at this point; nothing is beyond her abilities, so she could have recreated Sayaka's soul, plucked it from a different time, etc.

In Tart Magica, Lapin used her wish to reverse Isabeau's Witch transformation. However, the corruption caused by the transformation was irreversible; Isabeau still retains a Witch's mindless malice and most of her personality seems to be gone.

As for Rebellion (where Homura turns into a Witch but then is brought back), I've always assumed it was a special case because of the Incubator barrier. And in any case, we're once again factoring in Literal Goddess Madoka.

[tennessoui]

going vaguely off the mermay concept i think there is major comedy potential in like. the idea that Anakin (growing up on a desert planet) never really gets over his fear of water and avoids it at all costs but then sees Obi-Wan transform and becomes like insanely obsessed with (turned on by) his tail and different form. like he wants to have sex while Obi-Wan’s in merman form SOOO bad but then there’s fucking WATER in the way. the idea of Anakin telling Obi-Wan he wants to do exposure therapy and needs his help (so he can be pressed up against his tail <3. bc of course Obi-Wan needs to be holding him at all times) and eventually getting over his fear of water because he’s distracted by being horny is so funny. imagine he accidentally pavlovs himself and starts getting hard every time he swims and creates a totally new reason to avoid water.

ooo this is amazing but I can’t help but think like what if like…anakin isn’t actually afraid of water but is in fact incredibly desperate to see obi-wan’s tail again and can’t figure out how to make this happen short of just shoving obi-wan into the nearest lake

so he devises schemes where one of them has to be in or around water in the hopes that his master the apparent merman will transform again by sheer proximity and the power of gay obsession or something

one such scheme leads to anakin actually almost drowning which was NOT part of the plan because all things aside he is a very strong swimmer - my thought is that he’d make himself work through his self perceived weakness because he doesn’t want to be seen as lesser or anything by the younglings that learned years and years ago — but there was a sudden storm or something and anakin almost drowns

this gives anakin a bit of a complex but it gives obi-wan an arguably bigger complex because he pressures anakin (orders via misuse of chain of command powers) into remedial swimming lessons

Anakin is prepared to throw a fuss until he’s like

Wait. Yes. I have a crippling fear of water now. The only cure is these remedial swimming lessons where you are in the water with me. Tail and everything

and obi-wan is feeling protective enough of his hatchling who obviously did not learn how t swim well enough when obi-wan gave him to someone else to train that he’s like of course. chop chop get in the water now.

[shayberri789]

I saw a post that said Jeremy and Andrew would have to financially support their boyfriends and Kevin after graduation because of the mafia deal, and I thought, that can't be right? I distinctly remember a large numbers in tkm

Well I did the math

TLDR: The boys are earning bank even after deductions. They're Fine.

Neil estimates that IN COLLEGE, Kevin was earning in the MILLIONS, and projected him to earn 15–20 MILLION dollars EVERY YEAR after graduating. Keep in mind, this was 2k-fucking-6, neil has been obsessively keeping track of Kevin's career, is obsessed with exy including on a logistical standpoint, and a maths major who is good at statistics. I trust his projections here.

The past tense here is also up for debate. This was also before he started playing lefthanded again, before the foxes beat the ravens, and while Kevin was still recovering. I know nothing about the sports-world and how they'd react to the shit Kevin has gone through and recovered from, but I fully believe he can get his earning potential back up into the double digit millions again. Plus, he's more popular than ever with fans.

Now, Jean is one of the top exy players in collegiate exy atm. Probably The Best backliner in the NCAA in general. He is FAR better than an "average" exy player and I would bet my book collection he WILL make it to court. If he can manage to play a season without being grievously injured and endear himself to the public, I bet he could earn AT LEAST double the average exy income.

Neil is harder to gauge. As I've said, I don't know how the sports world works, or wider america tbh, so this is just logical guessing on my part. Neil has a lot of things going against him - his poor attitude/personality, zero tolerance for press and presumably little patience for fans (or at least: poor people skills), a shit ton of scandal surrounding him and ties to TWO mob families (that the public knows of), and by the time he graduates, would have been playing striker for only 6 years. On the other hand, drama drives attention, he is at the root of the Foxes winning streak, he went toe to toe against RIKO with only 2 years striker experience (and a little bit of backliner), was captain, and is undeniably talented. He stands to earn more than the average professional player, but I can't say by how much

So by these numbers (estimated early 2007), lets say they'll earn the following after a year or two after graduating:

Kevin: 15–17,000,000 USD

Jean: 5–8,000,000 USD

Neil: 3–5,000,000 USD

So if they pay 80% of these earnings to the Moriyamas, they will be left with:

Kevin:

Pays:

15,000,000–17,000,00 x 80% = 12,000,000–13,600,000 USD per year (12-13.6 million)

Leaving him with:

15–million subtract 12–13.6 million = 3,000,000–3,400,000 USD remainder per year

Jean:

Pays:

5,000,000–8,000,000 x 80% = 4,000,000–6,400,000 USD per year (4–6.4 million)

Remainder:

5–8 mill subtract 4–6.4 mill = 1,000,000–1,600,000 USD remainder per year

Neil:

Pays:

3,000,000–5,000,000 x 80% = 2,400,000–4,000,000 USD per year (2.4–4 million)

Remainder:

3-5 mill subtract 2.4-4 mill = 600,000-1,000,000 USD remainder per year

These are big numbers. Let's convert them for inflation to 2024¹:

Kevin: He gets to keep $4.2–4.7 million out of $20.9–23.7 million dollars

Jean gets keep $1.4–2.2 million out of $7–11.1 million

Neil gets to keep $840,000–$1.4 million out of $4.1–7 million

All of these guys have the potential to earn over A MILLION DOLLARS PER YEAR even after they pay tribute to the Moriyamas (no idea if this would be before or after taxes. I will not attempt to calculate that. That's for people who understand how US taxes work to do.)

Neil made these projections/reported these numbers in 2006/early 2007, based on previous years salaries. Kevin and Jean would have graduated in 2010, and Neil in 2011.

based on this US census article I found [x], the average median income in 2010-2011 in the USA was between $37k–70k. This means, Neil at his lowest, is earning 8.6–16 times more than the average US income PER YEAR.

Based on the comments in this reddit thread from 2012² (OP provides figures of 24-42k for annual cost of living in San Jose, Cali), even Neil at his lowest can live a very comfortable life on his own, even if we increase that cost of living to 100k per year and consider his lowest income of 600k. He still has plenty left over he can spend or save for retirement³, and that's excluding what he will continue to earn from merch etc and what Blood Money he still has after graduation.

TLDR: Neil was right⁴. Even without their boyfriend's support, I think Neil, Jean and Kevin can live very comfortable lives for a long time. Hell, Kevin has the potential to earn so much he probably support all three of them by himself⁵, or live one hell of a bachelors lifestyle after retirement⁶.

They Will be Fine.

Endnotes & Disclaimers

Disclaimer:

I am not american, and know only as much about your country as media and socmed shove down my throat, and as much as I need to know to be Very Worried For My Friends.

Everything I know about sports is against my will and even that could fill a teacup. I know more about exy than I do any other sport combined, nevermind professional, american sports

I was once good at maths, but have not taken a maths class since 2021, and even then it was statistics which I Hated and promptly forgot all I could about it.

Take pity on me, I am a non-american english lit (and linguistics) major. this kind of analysis is NOT in my skillset.

So please, someone who understands American Economy, maths and sports better than me, PLEASE chime in and correct or add to this.

Endnotes:

Because the 2025 US economy seems to be in shambles rn. I used this calculator and just converted the values I gave earlier. I did not redo the math because it seemed irrelevant and because I Do Not Care That Much. All numbers given here are rounded to the second digit. Obviously.

Why is it so hard to find a concise article talking about the cost of living in the USA in 2011? I do not care enough to fish it or calculate the amount from small details hidden within 6 dense paragraphs. Please. Also only a few cities were mentioned, which is why I raised the possible CoL so fucking much. Cover my bases.

Average Rugby (the closest phsyically demanding sport I am familiar with) career length is around 13 years [x], Average American Football career is 3-5 years [x], and the average Ice Hockey career seems to be 5 years according to this article [x], though if you take care of your body they say you can even reach 10 years (ha. Not happening to the Raven Trained Babes).

"The average professional Exy player makes three million dollars a year. I don't need that kind of money for myself" (ch 14, TKM).

I strongly hc him as aroace but he is a chronic third wheeler. He won't live an isolated life his whole life.

If we average their careers to 5 years, they'll graduate in their late 20s with probably chronic pain. Andrew and Jeremy and their friends likely could go longer, but the main trio still have like 70 years of their life left. I can't see them sitting idle - they'd find some other career (probably exy related, though Kevin may go the history route) to keep themselves busy, which would still earn them plenty money

[ludolka]

Hello hello I just binged through the activity detected au again and I’m having Thoughts about the ritual

So Xelqua is an ancient god right? So I’m kinda assuming that the ritual involves some kinda physical component and not just ✨say the magic words✨, say for example carving runes into the floor/walls

Obviously Grian can’t do that at home his family would find out, so he goes to some old abandoned house/building and does it there so no one can find the remnants and connect it back to him. (Potentially this building is part of his old school if you want to add to the panic of the surprise investigation)

Eventually people find it anyways bc people are nosy, so the PT crew end up doing an investigation there anyways, and whether or not grian goes with (I’d imagine not bc I’m assuming the ritual was not a Fun Time and he does not have good memories there) he has Big feelings about his friends being there, especially Jimmy given how much effort he’s put into keeping Jimmy out of his whole mess. Maybe xelqua feels his turmoil and steps in through some dreams or smt.

(This might not be even close to the direction you were wanting to go with it, but my brain is running in circles around your au it’s so good, thank you for creating it)

Oh boy, I’m at work, so I’m writing this reply during my smoke breaks lmao. Also I just saw you sent me another ask expanding on this, I’ve read it and I’ll answer that in like an hour when I’ll have time again to write

First - thank you so much for enjoying this AU, it makes me so happy :”) I love hearing everyone’s takes on it and how we’re pretty much writing this AU together as a community, y’all’s input helps a lot with the story and world building. I highly doubt this would have gotten this detailed without you all, so thank you <3

And it’s just so surreal that there is at least one person out there who actively thinks about this silly little story besides me. It makes me very emotional /pos :”) <33

-

But sap time over lmao

I haven’t put much thought about the ritual itself besides it requiring blood and burning some of his hair. But I like the idea a lot that he’d have to do a whole lot more, which would require a whole new environment

Hm, I could see him having gone to some old abandoned cabin or barn in the forest to complete the ritual. I could see this ritual being rather bothersome, needing a lot of blood in particular as Xelqua is a war god

Maybe Grian needed to use some animal’s blood that he himself killed to draw symbols and a summoning circle on the floor and walls. He’d then lit a fire in the middle of the summoning circle, said the chant out loud, burnt his cut off hair and cut his palm with the same knife he killed the animal with, letting the blood drip into the fire

( Also about the ritual, or more specifically about Grian becoming Xelqua’s avatar. I could see him be sort of “branded” with Xelqua’s symbol appearing somewhere on his skin like a tattoo )

And yes, I love the idea that PT on one of their usual tours would check out this one particular barn/cabin on accident. Grian would come along, not knowing where they were going, given how it has been like 10 years, he most likely has forgotten the exact location of where he did the ritual. And then he’d get the biggest fucking jumpscare going into the building and seeing the remnants of his old ritual

The rest of the group would be freaked out, they haven’t seen a building with this many symbols and obvious signs of a ritual before. And Grian would just freeze and try to act nonchalant while the symbol on his skin burnt him from the proximity to where the ritual was done. The cameras and equipment would go absolutely crazy as well, more than usual

[beefrobeefcal]

The Mandalor-y Hole feat. Young Din Djarin

Summary: A young Din (pre-The Mandalorian TV Show & Beskar Armor) takes his first steps towards being a man... with his helmet.

Virgin!Din Djarin x his helmet | Rating: 18+ MDNII | Word Count: 1,592

Content Warnings: din fucks his helmet, first time masturbating, improper use of butter, yes butter exists in space, butter enthusiasts rejoice, loss of virginity-ish, mention of purity culture and shame around masturbation, everyone has a good time and consents - helmet included

Author's Notes: thank you for your patience and I am only a little sorry that this is my first foray back into writing since the holidays. Life is basically on a lemon-giving hiatus so I'll take what I can get! Thank you to @strang3lov3, @noxturnalnymph, @whocaresstillthelouvre and @bitchesuntitled for their love and eyes. thank you also to @yopossum for the fic name! Thanks also to @saradika-graphics for the dividers.

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“Dank farrik.”

Din muttered as he pulled his helmet off his head and examined the perfectly round blaster hole, almost smack dab over where his mouth was. He could still feel his lips burning slightly from the heat of the blast hole and knew he’d need to get some salve on them quickly to avoid chapping. 

He pulled his glove off with his teeth, and ran his finger around the hole opening. The heat of the laser blaster had melted the hole instead of punching through it, making the opening smooth. He pushed his finger through the hole and hooked it, feeling the smooth edge inside. The residual heat of the metal helmet mixed with his sweaty finger gave him a filthy-feeling idea and he recoiled, tossing the helmet on the floor. As he stared at the helmet, Din breathed heavily, almost scared of the thoughts that manifested in his brain. 

He’d sworn to abstain from carnal pleasures until he met his partner - that hadn’t happened yet - and only then would he give in and let himself have that connection with his baser self. At least, that’s what he swore as he took the Mandalorian Oath and took up the creed. 

In hindsight, the response when he spoke about this seemed more and more accurate - maybe he was in a cult. He had to swear off things that could potentially make him happy, as well as things that could very well alleviate certain issues that arose at terribly timed moments. Like right now: the raging hardon that pressed almost painfully on the inside of his flight suit zipper could be shuffled away with just his hand, if he only gripped and pulled - 

“No. This is the way.”, he spoke aloud, reminding himself that this was in fact the way that he had sworn to, regardless of how stupid it sounded when he tried to apply horny logic to it. 

He got up and went to the fresher, leaving his helmet on the ground. He took one last look at  the face eyelessly watching him, feeling it's cold judgement staring back at him. He slid the door closed and scowled.

The helmet sat on the floor in the same place Din had hucked it hours before as he laid in his cot, feeling the ship's movement as it coasted on autopilot. He was staring at the ceiling in the dark, knowing he was still hard from earlier. While he’s managed to bring his cock down to a softer erection with thoughts of getting a blow job from one of the Hutts, it still had not gone away fully, and now that he was laying just a few paces away from his helmet, his mind wandered back and caused him to be achingly hard again. 

All he could think about was how smooth the hole was, and how perfect a size it would be. Just so easy to slip his cock into it and feel the metal against - 

“No!”, he barked out loud, bolting upright in his cot. Again, his breathing was heavy and he could feel the goosebumps roll over his skin in waves. His hardon was peeking out from the opening in his sleep shorts, every movement causing the fabric to shift and make him shudder from the feeling. This was pure torture, and his arousal-clouded mind could not make sense of it.

Maker, why would his creed want him to suffer like this? To be forced to endure something so barbaric as a boner and not be allowed to relieve himself of it? His hips bucked involuntarily at nothing and he whimpered, feeling the sweat trickle down his temples from his hairline. His eyes shifted to the blank face of his helmet on the floor, still staring at the door to the fresher. His shoulders sagged and he grimaced as his mind swirled back into depraved thoughts about what that hole could really do for him. 

Din had tried to stay strong, but the silent siren song of the blast hole was too alluring for him to resist. His hands shook as he reached for and grasped the helmet between them, lifting it gently with reverence. The blank face gazed back at him, and the hole looked even more perfect.

His first attempt at it could only be described as MAN SHOVES SAUSAGE IN HOLE DRY.  It wasn’t unpleasant per say, but the way the skin of his cock tugged on the smooth, dry metal wasn’t the experience he had envisioned.

After he gently eased his organ out of the tight, metal hole and placed the helmet like he would a lover (at least he imagined this is how he would do it) on the bed, Din got up and walked naked into the kitchenette. He found a few things that he could use to lubricate his member; various cooking oils, dish soap and finally, a stick of butter. Holding the chilled brick of butter wrapped in wax paper in his hand helped make up his mind; the butter was easy to handle, offered little mess and wasn’t a liquid that would get everywhere. With a solemn face, Din walked back to his quarters.

He gently opened one end of the butter stick and peeled back the wax paper, exposing enough that he could rub the butter on his cock and in and around the hole on his helmet. Din then tossed it on to the crate beside his bed. 

The butter was chilled, and his warm hand felt so good as he wrapped it around his achingly hard member. He’d never allowed himself to feel gratified like this before, never giving in and taking what he needed from his own hand to relieve his body from the pain of an ongoing boner. He slowly moved his hand up and down the shaft, the long overdue introduction to his cock having begun. 

He sucked a sharp breath in between his teeth when he squeezed just a little too tight and tugged a little too hard. 

“Okay… I gotcha… I got it…”, he breathed out, his hand going slower and with less of a grip. 

He began to make longer strokes, pulling back his foreskin. He shuddered, the sensation almost too much on the red and leaking head of his cock. Maker, he’d never felt anything like this before. Why would this be forbidden?

He looked at his hand on his cock and felt something swell within him; a sense of pride? accomplishment? Maybe it was the fact that he finally felt like a man, a real grown up man who held his own cock in his own hand and made himself feel good. 

“Yes…”, he grunted as he closed his eyes and continued his slow and steady pace. “I am a man - a mandalorian!”

Din felt like he was ready to cross over from the five knuckle shuffle to actually shoving his dick in a well lubricated hole. He picked up the butter and rubbed it on his cock again just to be sure, and then picked up his helmet. Gazing down on it in his hands, he suddenly felt a bit nervous. He was taking this step and there was no going back. 

Inhaling a deep breath, Din slid his generously buttered cock into the equally lubed hole of his helmet and groaned. It. Was. Perfect. 

He brought the helmet to the base of his cock and his breath shuddered from him and he swallowed hard, feeling his jaw slacken as he let out a low groan. The hole was just slightly smaller than the circumference of his hard, thickened cock and the squeeze was perfect. He steadied himself as he pulled the helmet off his cock then pushed it back on, and Din thought he might pass out from the overwhelming sensation. He did this motion again and again, each time going a bit faster, while his hips remained stationary. 

The repeated motion was becoming a bit taxing on his arms and he wasn’t sure how to solve this. He needed to keep going, needed to keep feeling this perfect feeling…

Clumsily, he stumbled to his bed, crawling onto it on all fours while his cock remained in the helmet, fully intending to move up his bed and lay on his back. But the helmet had pushed the blanket up and caused him to shove himself harder against it and Din let out a gasp-turned-whine at the pressure it caused. His hips bucked slightly and it was like a light went off in his head. Use your hips, not your arms!

Din began to rut his hips against the helmet, getting the angle and the friction he needed. He felt a deep seeded sensation then felt a tightness in his lower belly and his balls. His mouth pulled into a frown as the rhythm he set for himself faltered. Din tried to prolong the feeling, but to no avail. 

Din came for the very first time into his helmet, with his eyes crossed and his breath coming out in tight, short grunts, and he’d never felt anything so good in his entire life. 

He didn’t care that butter was smeared all over his lower stomach and arms, nor did he care that his cum had saturated the soft material that buffered his head from the metal of his helmet. He would care eventually, but that was a problem to be dealt with later.

He was spent, and fell asleep, ass up and dick softening in the buttered blaster hole. 

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[littlespoonevan]

The main thing for me is how unnecessary it was like , like truly it crashes and ruins the theme of the show and of a overall and whole good show that could perfectly landed a 10 season with all the mains and storytelling wise there many many others things they could have done with characters with even Bobby if they wanted to switch dynamics’s bit let Bobby move into the chain a like in Chicago fire where the captain became distric chief and he still is there every episode for a reason or another like I think he eventually even got his office in the same station again so many things and this taints the show and the stories specially the one that could come next (for me it even feels like even the potential of a buddie canon is tainted and I hate that I hate that one white man ego did so much damage to a shows and characters I love so much like I hate that if we get buddie canon I personally won’t be able to enjoy the exact same way I would before , because I will be missing Bobby and because I don’t trust them anymore either with these characters )

i'm 100% with you, anon

gonna put my thoughts under a cut in case anyone doesn't want to read!

askjdhf i don't even know where to start but you're soooo right re: the ways bobby could've taken on a different role and taken a backseat. i saw posts a few weeks ago that also suggested they could've shown the lasting impacts of a career-ending injury that would've actually forced him into retirement which i also think would've been a really interesting approach.

and in terms of the other parts of your ask, i agree that it taints the storylines unnecessarily. when 8x15 came out that was one of the things i made a post about at the time. this choice impacts other stories. in this case: namely eddie's which wasn't finished and is now irrevocably going to be tied up with grief over bobby. and it's like. obviously it should be, i'm not refuting that. but it's so FRUSTRATING bc that's not what his story was supposed to be about!!!! and i'm so annoyed we won't get to see him and chris choose to come home bc it's what they want or that them coming home won't get to be the happy affair it should be. i'm sure it'll still be great but it'll be so much more bittersweet and tinged with a pain that shouldn't be there

and i know it's not the point but i do feel the same re: buddie. i've never been more sure than i was 8x09-8x13 but now i have no idea where things are going. again, it just feels like the momentum has been pulled out from under them and while i'll still be ecstatic if we get it, it won't be the same :/ one thing i've always championed this show about is that i trust the writers and i believe they actually like their audience and i really don't like that all of the circumstances around bobby's death and the bts of it has made me call that into question.

and just to touch on your first point: the fact that peter didn't choose to leave and that the shows still has all of its mains 8 seasons in is a huge feat and i have absolutely no fucking idea why anyone would want to jeopardize that but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

ultimately i think my biggest concern (beyond just generally missing bobby and what he brings to the show) is that this completely alters the tone of the show. and i don't think they know how to navigate that. because either they lean more into the heavier/darker tone and lose the lovely balance they've always had. or they try to maintain that balance but it feels wrong when the characters should be grieving. the show is going to move on far quicker than we want them to bc of the episode structure but i don't think they can just slip back into eps like jinx or treasure hunt or whatever as easily as they think they can.

and listen i could be wrong!!! maybe it'll all be handled brilliantly or maybe he's not really dead!!! but i still don't like the storyline and 8x16 hasn't inspired me with much confidence of where we're going

TL;DR bring captain dad back to me please 😭😭

[moonkitty]

is there anyone out there that can help me find this game?

Hi, so ive been on and off searching for this specific release of The Oregon trail ( by Gameloft ) for roughly ten years now. i believe this game was released around the timeframe of 2010-2011, and the price was somewhere around 2-4 dollars.

every single time i have tried to search for this game, its been nothing but dead links or a virus ridden site or a site that does not exist anymore or broken pages and more dead links. i am wondering if anyone out there also recodnizes playing this specific version of this game and if they know where to download and play it today? or where else i could post about this to find this game?

NOTE: I am NOT talking about the spinoff: the Oregon trail: American settler, which is a town builder a la farmville. i am talking about the original Oregon Trail game (which also had theese exact characters) and from my memory did NOT have microtransactions and instead was a one time purchase

[dykedvonte]

MacCready being one of the few companions to not lose affinity if you eat people makes sense when you remember the fungus in Little Lamp Light grew from decomposing bodies. Like the kids weren’t eating people directly but they were eating people adjacent things.

Not to mention how the Lone Wanderer can trick the kids at LLL into buying “strange meat” to eat which is just human so it’s more likely than not they have just straight up ate people so he’s either very desensitized, knows what food desperation can do to people or feels he really has not ground to stand on since he was in the same boat whether he wanted to be or not.

[quibbs126]

I’ve seen some people suggest the idea of TF One Starscream and Megatronus Prime having been a couple, and while I’m not entirely sure whether I ship it (the potential skystar here has a grip on me), I will say the sheer comedy of the situation makes me strongly consider it

Like I just love imagining Megatron’s reaction to this information being this

He is mortified and really doesn’t want to believe it’s true

But also in some seriousness, I do like the idea with how it relates to Megatron. I remember some months ago someone having a ficlet on here with this ship, where basically Starscream feels like he has to be responsible for and protect Megatron because he failed Megatronus, and because he sees Megatron sort of like a son they never had (or at least I think, it’s been a while since I read it and I don’t know how to find it again), and I like that idea. It’s interesting and also works with the concept that this Starscream is significantly older than Megatron

[tubbytarchia]

was looking through old pictures and found this drawing I did. We were discussing what Pokemon Jimmy would be and I wanted to say Absol but pre-evolved. So here is my pre-evolved Absol. It's Jimmy

[local-limebug]

jason todd has so many underrated canon love interests. essence, isabel, artemis, and rose are all characters i love with him. like those are good ships. why is everyone ignoring them?

[schnee-gheist]

The feeling when you have the greatest idea for a oneshot but CANNOT WRITE

I'm in so much pain rn/hj

[liquidstar]

I think ishigami/miko were really good conceptually as a couple, they're really interesting foils with their approaches to justice, and the most compelling part of their dynamic is that these convictions constantly lead them to help each other out behind their backs. A rigid sense of morality and justice is the center of Miko's character, and this means she always does what the Right thing to do is- including standing up for someone she thinks is a pain in the ass. On the flip side, Ishigami doesn't care about rules or whatever but he cares a lot about people, and can't stand to see someone being treated unfairly and thinks this should be corrected. But both of them agree, maybe out of pride, that they don't need to be rewarded for their help, so they don't really say anything. Instead they just keep helping each other out, whether it's Ishigami protecting Miko from bullies, Miko protecting Ishigami from within the public morals committee, Ishigami convincing Miyuki to help Miko during the election (Albeit in a different way than he thought), or Miko convincing teachers not to hold him back during his suspension. All that stuff.

But since they don't KNOW about the stuff the other person has been doing for them, they also feel resentment because of their attitudes seeming so laissez faire, which is the real source of most of their bickering. Like, "ohh after all the shit that I've done for this motherfucker they're seriously going to be a pain in the ass again today I'm going to KILL them. But yes I'll also keep helping forever obviously." And ultimately this fits really well with the themes of Kaguya-Sama as a whole, being about open and honest communication. And how, just like Kaguya and Miyuki, all their relationship issues really stem from just Not Talking To Each Other without masks on.

It's a REALLY good set-up and I think it's executed fairly well too, but I also think that after a certain point it becomes over-developed with drama on Miko's end since she realizes her crush way before him. But somewhat under-developed on Ishigami's end due to the ending getting rushed (which ik is out of the story's control), because he went from being in love with Tsubame to Miko a bit too quick and it didn't get to feel as natural.

So I kinda understand the manga ending on the note of "Now they're going to go through their version of Kaguya and Miyuki's love story." I do. But it also feels like wasted potential that we didn't see the actual ending of their arcs and I wish the story didn't just get rushed like that. SAD!

[headbandsandflats]

Picked White Collar back up after a brief hiatus and have now hit at least four actors from The Americans, including two in back to back episodes. I love when shows shoot in NYC and you can place them in a very specific time just based on the actors that pop up in one-off spots. (See also: several actors from Gossip Girl - so very here for the late aughts/early tens synergy.)

[fightinggamegirlfriend]

I’m so fucking tired of back to back boss fights. At the VERY LEAST let me have all of my health back for the love of god.

[anabetel35]

Hey does anyone want to talk about the way that Harumi will most definetly have all of the identity issues you may have post-crystalized? You know. Harumi, who spent her whole life dedicated to hatred and trying to bring back an evil that everyone fought so hard to cast away? Who devoted herself to not one but two evil overlords? Who thought that the ninja deserved her hate until she died for the first time and until she was moments away from helping the person who she should've despised all along destroy the world as she knew it? Who spent her entire adolescent life when she was supposed to be a teenager and establishing human connections and figuring out who she was plotting, running a whole biker gang and manipulating most people around her?? Who DIED and is a zombie now? Probably? Who now might not even have a heartbeat to remind her that she's human? Who's worldview has just turned inside out and who will have to live with becoming the exact person that the little kid she did everything for would've hated? Who, for the first time in her life, doesn't have heroes that she can look up to and put on a pedestal, no figure to devote herself to? If not I'll just go into a corner to think about herself on my own--