#the absolute mentally ill disaster that is this man

[theclaravoyant]

just. GOD the way Stede’s been shoving it all in and not really realising how it’s been building up. as far as his issues are concerned everything around him eventually gets ruined and it’s his fault

yes, it’s about Ed shaving his beard and being “ruined” by his love

but it’s also about his family . the ex wife. two messed up kids probably . not just abandoning them in the middle of the night then unabandoning them again but a whole loveless marriage and everything that goes with that. EVERYTHING he tries to love is ruined , even if he stops trying .

it’s about how Lucius got thrown overboard and scarred for life over him and Izzy got his leg shot off for “daring to mention your name” . it’s pretty heavily suggested that poor Steakknife **died** for defending him to Zheng

and he killed a man for lots of reasons but the one his spiralbrain probably fixates on is that it was for calling him a bumbling amateur because he (quote unquote) knows he IS one . he’s been a failure his whole life .

(he’s killed a lot of people actually . that’s kind of messed up . something’s probably wrong with him.)

and sure. a lot of this stuff has been touched on by the narrative , such as him to a large extent healing the relationship with his family . but the thing about trauma and self loathing is that resolving things is messy and hard and if you’ve got that voice in your head calling you a monster a plague defiler of beautiful things it doesn’t just go away because your ex wife gives you a hug.

It *especially* doesn’t go away when you cut off your flashback spiral halfway through and have mutually consensual but ill advised sex about it

and now the Pirates’ Republic lies around him in ruins and every single ship in Zheng’s fleet is burning . beautiful things . history’s greatest pirates. they were doing just fine before he came along .

[seventh-district]

it’s finally getting cold enough that i can bring my cardigan collection back into rotation without feeling like i’m gonna melt into a puddle the second i step outside!!!

[rollinouttahere-writes]

Can we get some stuff recharging adult Lucky and Kaku? … asking for a friend.

anon I am gently kissing you on the forehead, thank you so much I have been wanting to talk about them since finishing Enies Lobby

under the cut because I am mentally ill about this man

When they meet, it's in the kitchen of the Going Merry when he comes to check out the ship. Lucky was already a little rattled from the Franky Family trying to jump them, so a strange man suddenly appearing on the ship definitely scares her a bit.

That, and the whole Enel situation happened like not even a week ago.

She freezes and stares at him when he walks in, and he isn't doing any better. He just came to do an evaluation on a ship and now he's finding this poor, battered woman cowering in one of the rooms.

He snaps out of it and is quick to explain who he is and why he's there. Once she's calmed down and realized she isn't about to be attacked again, he steps closer and asks in a hushed tone if she needs help. Rescuing people being held hostage on a pirate ship is hardly a first for Galley-La.

Her attempts to convince him that she is actually fine aren't particularly successful, but he doesn't force her to come with. He does talk her into showing him around the ship "just in case he misses something", but really he's just worried Zoro is going to do something to Lucky when he isn't looking.

Just as he's leaving, he slips a piece of paper into her pocket. It's hastily jotted down directions to Dock 1 if she changes her mind. Lucky is somewhat charmed. While his concern was ultimately unnecessary, it was very sweet of him.

Kaku, meanwhile, is having a crisis. Being able to shut down and disregard emotions is something he had to get good at in his line of work, so why could he not get Lucky out of his head? Why does he feel like he needs to go back and save her? He puts it aside, but just barely.

It keeps building as the arc progresses and further encounters make him feel even more hot under the collar. He went out of his way to bring her some lunch while also covertly doing CP9 stuff because she mentioned wishing she could've tried this one particular food Water 7 was known for. He's down bad and has no idea what to do.

Ultimately, he leaves her behind when their cover is blown and they all head to Enies Lobby, but when she comes there... His resolve breaks. Clearly this is meant to be, why else would she have come here despite the danger? She was meant to be his. She wants this as bad as he does.

After being defeated by Zoro, he uses the last of his strength to find and bring her with him. He's 100% ready to leave everything behind just to be with her. This doesn't work out thanks to Lucky having an impact dial on her, but even after taking such a vicious blow, he's still attempting to reach out to her.

Kaku hates who and what he is. He never asked to be an assassin, none of them did, but he could never fully settle into the roll. A part of him always resented the people who did this to him. Who forced him to live such a horrible life when he could have been normal if they'd laid eyes on anyone but him.

Lucky is his second chance. She's an opportunity to run away and restart his disaster of a life. To experience the normalcy he had up until now thought would only ever be a fantasy.

All he wants is to walk away from all this and be a normal, happy couple living a refreshingly mundane life. Sure, it wouldn't be completely normal, they would have to move around constantly to evade detection from the world government that would absolutely be looking for him, but it's nothing they can't persevere through together.

The thing he wants most is a family. The memories of his own family from his childhood are so far away and unclear that he isn't even entirely sure they're real or just something he came up with to make himself feel better. But now, with Lucky, he could have something indisputably real. Their children would be as adorable as they would be loved, that's what he tells her when he's trying to force convince her to come with him.

Kaku is delusional to an extreme. He only ever sees Lucky as a victim of circumstance that is so traumatized from her past that she can't be trusted to make good decisions for herself. That's why she needs a little push, he tells himself.

Please ask me more about him, I'm obsessed as you can probably tell.

[inkwell-intermission]

THIS IS AN OPINION PIECE

List of intermission characters that I personally do not believe would have their hair long OR should have other specific hair lengths/styles and why- note: This does not include characters i think would look better with short hair, this is just about characters I think would not have their hair long for personality/realistic reasons, NOT because I do not like the hair long, that's a different kind of list

1) Pickle Inspector does not have long hair Why: He's got really bad hygiene problems. He keeps his waste in glass jars in his office, is a serious alcoholic, substantially mentally ill and wildly dissociative day-to-day, this man could not take care of long hair. It would require a level of hair care or showering or brushing or even oiling that he is absolutely not up to. If he has long hair, I think it should NOT be pretty and silky, it would be an absolute disaster that would make a hairdresser call upon a higher power to fix 2) Die does not have long hair

Why: I personally headcanon Die as having trichotillomania so he pulls his hair a lot. Having long hair can trigger that more often, and would make the patterns of where he's pulled hair and has scars or destroyed follicles way more obvious. I don't think he moves through the world without a hat on in almost any situation and has entirely removed his eyelashes, his hairline is not making it out alive. I also think similar to Pickle Inspector, he has terrible hygiene because of how wildly anxious he is. He barely feels comfortable taking his coat off let alone all of his clothes to shower, and long hair would not be taken care of by him- it might be brushed, but it would probably be often filthy due to that kind of neglect and terror at the idea of even approaching a shower. 3) Diamonds Droog does not have long hair

Why: This man is so autistic he would just die. If he had his hair down and wind blew and hair got on his face he would kill someone. If he had hair long and was unable to perfectly catch every single hair in a hair tie he would kill someone. If too much hair came out in the shower he would get too fixated on whether or not he's losing hair because when you have long hair, losing the same amount of hair looks like a LOT more than when its short. Also someone could grab it or pull on it in a fight, which is also a problem. If he put a shirt or coat on and the long hair got caught under it he consider cutting it off entirely. As is, my version of Droog has more of a 3b-3c type of hair and keeps it cut very short, with touch-ups every two weeks. He likes going to a barber (male bonding homoeroticism) frequently but also after every haircut he needs to shower and change clothes because if he has stray hair on him he will die. He COULD NOT SURVIVE LONG HAIR (neither could most people within bludgeoning range).

4) Matchsticks would have a mustache

Why: Old timey firefighters in the 1800s who were working before filtration systems had mustaches because they helped to keep debris and particulates out of their noses! it was good and helpful to have and a lot of firefighters today still have them. He would not have a beard though because that could actively ruin the seal on any filtration helmets that he DID wear, so I think it's a good argument to give him a mustache! It's also dashing. NOTE: he COULD have long hair! He just would not wear it down in almost any situation for fire hazard concerns especially considering how constantly he's fighting fires- he wouldn't wear loose clothing, he might not even have coattails for that reason!

5) Cans would not have long hair

Why: I think because of his size and the dexterity and overall massive nature of his hands and arms he would feasibly have a difficult time dealing with long hair, whether its for brushing or styling. It would also be inconvenient to get a lot of plaster dust caught in if he's crashing through walls all the time, and if he got wet at the same time it could really ruin someone's hair. I think it's more practical and realistic for him to keep his hair, at least in the back, cropped fairly tight.

6) Doc Scratch would not have hair

Why: HES BALD i know people love to give the human versions of him like, slicked back white hair and I'm NOT saying that's not a design for him that absolutely works and makes sense but what I am saying is that it's a hairpiece. He is wearing a wig. He has no eyelashes or eyebrows that are not intentionally applied. This man has alopecia and is completely smooth and slick like an amphibian and dries incredibly quickly as a four foot tall hairless jackass.

7) THE GIRLS would not have long hair

Why: This one is the least fact based, but i think it still makes sense. I think Snowman, Dame, and Broad should keep their hair similar to what is seen on them, or otherwise short. This is mostly because of the 1920s-40s aesthetic fusion nightmare that is the vibes of the intermission- a lot of women wore their hair short, especially young fashionable women. If women had long hair, it may be worn close to the head to emulate a bob cut. Some had longer ringlets, but for the femme flapper energy of Dame and Broad, I think it fits that they would have shorter hair. For Snowman, I personally depict her as being completely bald and wearing a variety of incredibly expensive lace-front wigs. If they're carapacians, all of the ladies would be wearing wigs, but even as a human, I think Snowman keeps a fully or closely shaved head and has the most expensive collection of quality wigs known to Midnight City- if she even wears one at all. With Ms. Paint it's totally up in the air because she wears a bonnet or hijab or other kind of headwrap and can have whatever kind of hair she wants underneath that, girls rock.

literally every other character can easily have longer hair and it would make a level of sense even if i wouldn't personally give them longer hair, these are just the characters i think shouldn't have longer hair more on principle but AGAIN THIS IS AN OPINION I'M JUST SHARING MY THOUGHTS. IM NOT HAIR POLICE

[aihoshiino]

just read chapter 153 and then your thoughts on it and. i am chewing. screaming. hikaru kamiki, the (absolute traumatized disaster of a) man that you are. that entire chapter immediately catapulted him into the spot of one of my faves (tho tbf, i love all onk characters)

also, while reading your thoughts, specifically the part about aqua/ai and ruby/hikaru parallels,,, if those are on purpose/meant to foreshadow things,,, that would bring up the possibility that, uh, ruby might pull a hikaru on aqua, so to speak. i mean, it's conjecture on my part, i could be wrong, but, uh. the signs. they are certainly there. maybe i'm misreading them. but they're there.

HE'S SOOOOO UNWELL... I've been prodding and poking at The Idea of kamiki basically since we started getting concrete info about him so seeing a lot of the stuff I'd been hoping would be the case re: his characterization and relationship with Ai actually turn out to be true has been soooooo satisfying. As disappointed as I am it took us this long to actually get around to dealing with him, I defo agree he is Up There in terms of OnK characters I'm having a ton of fun rotating. I just love it when an anime dilf is evil and mentally ill.

AS FOR WOOBY... I definitely think this is foreshadowing for where the AquRuby drama is going to go, in that we're gearing up for her to be hit with an 'I can't love you the way you want me to love you' truthbomb like Kamiki was from Ai. We'll probably get an Oshi no Joker moment from her but I think she'll ultimately come out of it a lot stronger, accepting that even if Gorou -> Aqua can't love her the way she's clung onto, he's still here and he does still love her - as do all the other people in her life.

In general, a lot of these generational parallels between Ai's social circle and the main cast are about correcting for the mistakes that the prior generation made - how, uh, effectively this is actually pulled off when it comes to B-Komachi is definitely YMMV (i love ruby but she is god's most annoying nepobaby and she doesn't even know it) but it feels pretty obvious to me that this is being telegraphed with the Hikaru parallels, especially with the really heavy handed Moving On Towards The Future theme that's been hammered in the last few chapters.

[quietquaking]

my personal Batfam headcanons-updated to include languages, birthdays, and a few extra notes!

Languages

*reading/listening

**speaking

writing

All:

- English

- ASL

- Arabic

- Mandarin

Alfred

- rough German**

- French

- rusty Russian

- Urdu

- BSL

- lil bit of Gaelic**

Bruce:

- French**

- easily fluent Russian

- Latin

- Urdu

- basic Nepali**

- BSL

Dick:

- German**

- some forms of Japanese*

Babs:

- Cantonese

- Japanese

Jason:

- French*

- basic Latin

- Turkish

- easily fluent Spanish

Steph:

- Urdu

- Pashto**

Cass: (understands/writes)

- Russian*

- Pashto

- Cantonese

Tim:

- German**

- Latin

- Pashto

- lil bit of Gaelic* from alfred

Damian:

- German**

- Russian

- Urdu

- Pashto

- Nepali

- Japanese

- Spanish

Members

- backstory/hero history (opt)

- job (opt)

- hc’s

- mental illnesses/neurodivergencies

- gender/sexuality/pronouns

- race

- bday

- age

- height

Alfred Pennyworth

- born 1925, accidentally drank from a Lazarus pit in ‘88, has been bouncing around the globe fucking with Ra’s since then

- well actually bruce’s parents died right around then so he had to take care of him, didn’t notice he wasn’t aging until early 1990’s

- perpetually like 63

- has an extensive history in secret service and espionage

- sassy bastard

- the real man of the house

- was definitely sleeping with both elder waynes (late 1960’s-mid 80’s)

- they had bruce in ‘80 (in their early 40’s) died late 80s

- Bday: aug 16, 1925

- age: ??

- 5’10 ish

Bruce Wayne

- actually a disaster

- has acting stupid down to a science

- and fear tactics as batman

- radiates either boyfriend and father vibes depending on the person

- slight british accent when he’s tired/relaxed thanks to alfred (jl flipped the fuck out when they heard it)

- probably autistic tbh, used to live life in perpetual panic attacks

- he/him, disaster bi

- jewish by race, not religion

- bday: april 7, 1980 (early millennial)

- age: 40

- 5’11

Dick Grayson

- ex robin, now nightwing

- police detective (sort of a ‘fix the system from the inside’ type of thing)

- splits his time between bludhaven and gotham, has his own apartment, but still kinda lives in the manor

- at least proficient in all gymnastics-type activities (tramp, bar, beam, silks, ballet, ballroom, and more)

- floor routines/flippy shit and trapeze are his specialities

- anxiety galore (being on the trapeze calms him)

- he/him, bi

- Romani (not at all connected to it tho)

- Bday: march 20, 1992 (late millennial)

- age: 28

- 5’9

Barbara Gordon

- ex batgirl, now Oracle

- mostly paralyzed from the waist down bc joker shot in the base of the spine

- computer hacker

- just does oracle stuff and helps her dads with cases

- Commissioner Gordon’s foster daughter

- ADHD probably

- she/her, pan

- white

- Bday: sep 23, 1994 (late millennial)

- age: 26

- 5’9 when standing, 4’4 (?) in the chair

Jason Todd

- ex robin, now red hood

- he’s a teacher! honestly any grade works

- died and came back. fucking lazarus pits.

- has the white streak goddamnit

- everyone is scared of him but it turns out he’s actually a sweetheart who loves to bake

- he puts on a tough face but he actually cries really easily and frequently. that’s part of why he wears the full-face mask- no one can see the way his face twists when he’s disguising the difference in his voice, or the tears leaking out from under the domino

- alfred and jason share a bday, so he always comes to the manor to see him, even if he’s currently a villain

- ex theater kid lmao

- absolutely wears reading glasses, not many people know that

- swears in a variety of languages thanks to the loa

- some blend of adhd/autism but he’s so entrenched in masking that he really doesn’t know anymore

- any pronouns, doesn’t care about labels

- some kind of (south american?) mixed race, no one’s quite sure what (including himself)

- Bday: aug 16 1997 (technically gen-z)

- age: 23

- 6’1

Timothy Drake

- ex robin, now red robin

- helps run Wayne Ind.

- owns Red Robin restaurant chain

- sleep-deprived coffee-addict

- seriously someone please get this kid to a bed before he passes out standing up again.

- autistic

- he/him non-binary, bi

- pale ass white thing

- Bday: july 19 2003

- age: 17

- 5’5 (max 5’6)

Stephanie Brown

- cluemaster’s daughter- became Spoiler to fight him

- ex robin (brief)

- bounces between various coffee shop jobs before getting a job in a nice restaurant and eventually rising to be top of waitstaff

- loves purple

- ADHD magpie

- she/xe but really any pronouns, lesbian

- white

- Bday: aug 11 2002

- age: 18

- 6’0

Cassandra Cain

- used to be Orphan, then batgirl for a hot minute, now she’s Black Bat

- daughter of cain (the batman villain, not the biblical figure. looking at you, spn)

- trained to be an assassin from a young age

- designer for Wayne Ind.

- mute cause her dad fucked up her vocal cords, but she was mostly nonverbal before that anyway

- badass and yet adorable

- adhd/autistic

- she/they/it, demi lesbian

- chinese (region is up for interpretation)

- Bday: Jan 26, 2003

- age: 17

- 5’4

Damian Wayne

- robin

- bruce’s only bio son (talia r*ped him)

- bruce does make him go to school, but lets him choose between private and public (he chooses private to keep up appearances)

- i feel like he’d be a librarian eventually

- raised traditional european/middle eastern until he was ten, is very proper and very stabby

- also has earlobe piercings from early childhood

- plays violin cuz i said so

- very very autistic but refuses to acknowledge it for a while (would have been diagnosed with asperger’s in the past)

- he/they, agender, demi and gay

- spanish/middle eastern blend (unclear what exactly, Ra’s’ original country probably doesn’t even exist anymore)

- bday: jan 5, 2007

- age: 13

- 5’1 (max 5’10)

Duke Thomas

- The Signal

- has powers from a genetic variation

- moves through light and shadow

- a cinnamon roll

- he patrols during the day so he and the rest don’t interact much at home but he’s always welcome in the manor

- audhd

- he/she (still a boy)

- black

- bday: aug 13, 2001

- age: 19

- 5’10

Harley Quinn

- went to med school with bruce! since figuring that out they’ve actually been close

- such a fuckin mess of mental illnesses lmao

- doesn’t remember her original race, now her skin is just sheer white

- bday: july 20, 1982

- age: 38

- 5’5 ish

Ivy (Pamela)

- she’s shy so she doesn’t actually show up much but she’s still part of the family

- she grows the weed, harley sells it

- race? she’s green and an orphan, idk what to tell you

- intense social anxiety and rejection-sensitivity

- bday: may 14, 1979

- age: 41

- 5’8

Bonus

- Kate

- Harper

- Selina? on occasion ig

Pets

- Ace the bathound (B’s)

- Titus the greyhound (Dami’s)

- Batcow (Dami’s)

- Alfred the cat (Dami’s)

- Goliath (Dami’s)

- Steve the samoyed (Dami’s)

- Goldy the goldfish (Steph’s)

- Jason Jr. the frog (Jason’s)

- Lacey the orange tabby cat (Dick’s)

- Edwardina and family, the ducks that now live in the pond in the garden (Dami+Alfred’s)

- William Snakespeare (Dami+Jason’s)

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

Monkie Kid

season 4

episode 1

knox reaction

HECK

L- help that’s so funny i just started typing this and my youngest bro came up to me and went “shouldn’t you be watching monkie kid?” THE TIMING WAS IMPECCABLE I’M ON THE FLOORBG;SAKMF;AWLEF

ANYWAY HE’S RIGHT I SHOULD BE

I HAVE BEEN SITTING HERE SINCE EIGHT THIRTY AND IT’S ONE NOW AND EVERY TIME I THOUGHT ABOUT WATCHING I’D GET SO HYPE IT FELT LIKE I WAS GONNA IMPLODE BUT HECK IT HECK IT WE BALL, LETS ROLL I’M READY TO SCREAM AND CRY AND SOB AND WHAT THE HECK AM I GETTING IN FOR-

man i love this show this is insane

ALRIGHT

guys I haven’t even opened the file pls it’s just sitting there i’m cryiNGBG;ALAWFIAMWF

OKAY

OKAY I CAN DO THIS

(ajr bang song music) HERE WE G O

opened the file. I have accepted there’s no way i’m going to be normal about any of this

can i just say tho i’m impressed how quickly we got the english episodes season 3 was waiting months and avoiding spoilers was like walking through a minefield- wdym no i’m not stalling

HECK OKAY STARTING HERE WE GO

i have closed discord no longer distracted

OH GODS I PRESSED PLAY I;MGNSDF;LKMAFAWGBA;IOWMF

THEMESONG WTHEME SONG I’M GOINT GBDFBSALKFMA;OWIABG;IWEMF;AMF

so

I have

seen the theme that was shared last month but

oh man i am

i am still not normal

I

GUYS ITS GBSDFB;AWKMEFFL

CAN I PLS JUST

THE BEGINNING?? PLS??? THE GOING THROUGH VICTORIES THEY’VE HAD, THE LBD ONE I’M BGSDF;MAWOIEFMAF

AND NOW EVERYONE’S GOT THEIR JTTW COUNTERPARTS/PAST LIVES BEHIND THEM AND I AM MENTALLY ILL WHY IS EVERYTHING THIS SHOW DOES SO FREAKING PRETTY PLS I’M GBSDFLK;MA;GOINWFAMF AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

sorry going through it frame by frame we’ll be here a while I try and make it quick

I love how Zhu Bajie is holding a kitchen knife sir still cooks 10/10, hecking desert for Tang with ruins and HMBGSLDKFMAWEF SANDY, SANDY MY ABSOLUTE BELOVED, ALL THE SKELTONS IN THE BACKGROUND WITH HIM AND THE WILD RED HAIR DESIGN FOR SHA WUJING GIVES ME LIFE, MEI WITH THE DRAGON PALACE BEHIND HER I’M IN TEARS, AND THEN WE GET TO THE MONKEYS, AND THE SCROLL WINDING AROUND IN THE BACKGROUND I SWEAR IF THIS IS TIME TRAVEL, OR DELVING INTO SWK’S MEMORIES, OR GOING INTO THE BOOK I’M FLIPPING TABLES I HAVE SO MANY GUESSES AND I’M SURE NONE OF THEM ARE RIGHT SWK AND MAC HELLO DISASTER MONKEYS YOUR’E BEAUTIFUL HIS HAT HIS HAT I’M GONNA CRYGBLSAE;KFMAWEF

as you can see I am perfectly normal about this show LEGO Monkie Kid

lion fella looking at swk, hi you can tell the lion dude is a fave the way he’s drawn no fr literally just in the theme song he is so shaped, i’m sure he’s great but SWK BELOVED WITH HIS MONKEYS |;A;/ PLS THE SWORN BROTHERS ALL LAUGHING AND MESSING AND SWK LOOKING PASSED OUT ON THE TABLE PLS I’MGBNSDFLKAMWEO DBK’S SMILE FACING OFF AGAINST THE HELPGNDFL WITH NEZHA THERE AND AAAAAAAAAAAA MAC THERE AND AAAAAAAA

we’re cool we’re normal, i remember someone saying this was supposed to be like a filler season not so plot heavy or something, i call cap this is gonna emotionally destroy me i can already feel it

MK GETS LI’LL MECH IT LOOKS LIKE IT TELAPORTED THERE THAT MIGHT JUST BE FOR THE THEME SONG BUT THAT WOULD BE AWESOME IF HE LEARNS HOW TO DO THAT HELLO??

new outfits new outfits new outfits NEW OUTFITS NEW FITS NEW FITS NEW FITS

TANG GETTING A HAND OF HIS BUBBLE SPELL, PIGSY HYPE PIGSY HYPE PIGSY STANS WHERE WE AT, NAH I LOVE THIS DUDE SM, FATHER OF THE YEAR only Sandy could  smile that brightly standing on a pile of bones and skulls i swear MY MANS WEARING HALF A SHIRT PLS BGS;LFKMAW;EOFIM

so hear me out, theory moment, all this dark looking fools with blue eyes, i swear they look like ink, ink from a book perhaps? maybe i book they get thrown into HECK IF I KNOW I’M JUST SO HYPED I SWEAR I’M SHAKING THEY HAVE THEIR WEAPONS HBGBSDF;AMWOEIMF SCREAAAMSSS fighting evil ink clones of their past lives? MK FACING OFF AGAINST MONKEY OFC I JUST AM SO FREAKING EXCITED I CANTBGL;SDFMAOI;EWFMASLKFAWOIEMKDSF

the jttw crew looks so freaking dope i love them

gosh this show’s animation is just FLYING BARK YOU HAVE MY ENTIRE SOUL NOTHING BUT MAD RESPECT AND GRATEFULNESS FOR MAKING THIS HIGH QUALITY OF ANIMATION

okay okay theme song over, i managed to have that only take up like… less space than ses 3 I’M DOING GOOD SEE GSDBFA;LKFMEWOFIAMFKLAF

okay actual episode time I’m gonna cry when i hear any of them i’mgbkl;fma;owef

oh ohhh hello hellloooooo hello mysterious swooshy beginning hiiii

OH OH

IS THIS

THIS LOOKS LIKE THE UNDERWORLD

HELLO??

ALL THE LITTLE FLOATY LIGHTS IS THIS THE UNDERWORLD??? DEATH?? HI? ????

i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal i’m normal

that’s a dope fit dude, i’m biased towards sick hoods tho i will say, looks like he has like an arrow on the back of his hand whats that i feel like i’m being presumptious assigning this dude as he- OH COME ON THAT’S SO DOPE THAT’S SUCH A COOL HEBGSFLKMAIOWEJFIAMFMMF HELLO ROOM FULL OF SPINNY THINGS IS THAT THE DEATH NAME BOOK\???? AAAAA

i’m jumping ahead might not be the underworld at all i could be wrong AAAAAAASCREAMSNGBSLK;DFMAWEF

SIR THE VIOLENCE OF THAT SPIN LIKE, THE HECKING FORCE OF SOMETHING LOOKING SO EASY AND IT SHAKES THE WHOLE FLOOR IS SOMETHING ALRIGHT I’M BGDS;LFMA;OEWF

AAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

STIMMING STIMMING CHILLS I CAN’T TYPE I’M TOO BUSY STIMMINGBGFSDL;JFMA;WE SCREAMSNBSGSDKFLM SCREAMSBGSKMDFLM HELGGBBSKAMW;EF AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAQAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

nice transition i love this show i’m in pieces GLOWY LETTERS ITS THEY ITS THEM WHAT DOES THIS MEEEAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN

DOUBLE SNAKE

oh we have old lego people now hello gents NAH BUT THEIR BACKGROUND CHARACTER DESIGN IS ALWAYS SO FIRE

the trio of grandma’s my beloveds

PLS I CAN’T BEILEVE HOW DISGRUNTLED THIS ONE PERSON LOOKS AT BEING THROWN INTO THE AIR BGSLKF;MAWEMIF

have

kay

so so

so sooo so hey hi hello hi there i

i am smiling

so big rn sir

the grandmas mk MK

MK

MY BOY

MY LAD

MY MAN

IT HE

I ADORE

YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND ITS HE

So i really love this funky monkie man, i adore him, he is serotonin, he is everything, he is so wonderful

OKAY AND THE SNAKES EXPRESSION IS SO FUNNY PLS, JUST *SWEATS* MASSIVE STAFF MY LAD IS DOING SO WELL I’MGBSDALKFMAWE

VOICE I

I NEED TO PRESS PLAY AGAIN I WANT TO HEAR HIM I WANTBG;LSDFMAWE I LOVE THIS FREAKING SHOW SOMEBDOY SEDATE ME BGDS;LFKMA;WEF

POWERFUL

HE IS BUT A LAD

HE IS T H E  LAD

“GOOD MORNING LADIES”

PLS

PLS

PLS

PLS

PLS

YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND PLSBGB;SDFMA;OWIEFMAWENASNGWIEMFKSMF

HIS SMILE

HISBGSLKFMAWE

GOOD MORNIGN MK

WHAT A SWEETIE

PLS

ADOPTED GRANDMAS THANK YOU

MISS LADIES GM

I’M

I’M GOING TO START SOBBING I SWEAR HE IS EVERYHTINGBFMAOIAWJE;FAGBAEFMASF

POWERFUL LAD

HE IS NOTHING BUT VIBINGBSDF;LKAMWE

SELFIE

PLS HE’S TAKING SELFIES WITH THE GRANDMAS I’M BGSLFKM;AWE

THE BLEP

PLS

PLS HE’S SO WONDERFUL I AM NORMAL ABOUT THIS CHARACTER I SWEAR

JIN AND YIN

THE LADS

nice caps mates y’all stylin this season 10/10

OH THEIR SNAKE NICE

HELPGNSLFKMWE HAS THE STAFF

STILL TAKES THE VEHICLE

WHOAH

WHAT THE

SEARPENT SHEARS

FANCY

OH THEY’RE SO FANCY TODAY

THOSE ARE MASSIVE

PLS

MMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

MA’AM OF MY HEART

FIRE OF MY HEART

GIRL OF MY WORLD

WHAT WORDS BELVOED

BELOVED

SHE’S STYLIN IN A SHIP

PLS

PLS IT’S ALWAYS BREAKING DOWN

HER LAUGH

HER LAUGH IS EVERYHTINGSKFLSDMF

:O

PRETTY NEW ROBE

OHH HELLO? HOW’D THEY GET HIS RING???

WHERE’D YOU GET ALL THESSENL;GMAWEF-

w wait

wait did they get them from monkey kings place? because if so that’d be really funnybGLKAMWEF

OKAY NAH THO THE “that we’ve SOMEHOW managed to steal” LIKE THEY DON’T KNOW HOW THEY DID IT EITHER I KNOW IT’S WRITING BUT ITS STILL SO FUNNY PLS BGS;LKFMWEA;IOFM

JUST THROWING THINGS

NOT EVEN USING THEM AS WEAPONS

JUST TOSSING THINGS

HELPGNSDLKFMWE

ESPLOSION

MEIIII

EMJIGNSFLKWEM

AAAAAAAAAAAA

CAN

I’M SO HYPE

PLS

LAD GETS A PERSONAL MECH

I’M GONNA CRY

LOOK HOW GOOD HE IS

nNICE CATCH MONKEY MAN

CAUGHT

SNATCHED

NOTHING DOING

EASY MEAL

RIP

BUGGAR

PLS

TEAM ATTACK

I’M GONNA CRY

YOU DID NOT NEED TO DESTROY THAT WHOLE BUIDLIGN PLS BGSLFMKAWE

AWAAA AAA PLLSSSS

THE CITY BEING HAPPY ABOUT HIM I’M

YES

DARN RIGHT

WONDER HOW LONG THAT’LL LAST I’M SORRYGBSF;KMAWEFMAS

SO MANY GRANNIES IN THIS SEASON AND I APPROVE

nice landing mates bG;ALKWEFM

COME ON THEIR SO SILLY AND EPIC I LOVE THEM SM MEI AND MK THE DUO EVER

g

get

pls its so easy

get BRICKEDBGSLKWEMF

GET BRIKED GET IT CAUSE

BRICK

ON HEAD

pls don’t kill me i’m doing my bestbG;LWAMERF;OAWEF

little groUP HUG

THE TIME FOR HUGS IS OVERGHLSKF

OH??

THEIR MANAGER????

THEIR MANAGER?????????

MK WERE U GONNA KILL THOSE SUCEKRS??

HELPGNSLFKMAWEF

IS THAT THEIR MOM OR AUNT OR SOMETHING??

DANG

AWAAA PLS

“i wasn’t ACTUALLY gonna slice and dice em i just thought we looked cool and edgy” actually your honour i adore him and he’s never done anything wrong in his life and he should get all of the hugs and money and everything in the world

MEI MY BELOVED

TAKING SELFIES

PLS

PLS THAT’S SO FUNNYGBSDFLKAWMEF

mans ready for edgy, i’m ready mei i can feel it its my emo goth girl phase

THEY HAVE PILES FOR DIFFERENT THREAT LEVELSGNSLDKFM PLS

;-;

my lad

my lad is so trauma

pls

he’s so traumatized

pls he needs therapy

I love him i’m so concernedbG;LKAWEF

SIR

SIR PLS

SHE’S CONCERENED

JUNK IN TRUNK

.

*looks at my bricked joke*

I

I can’t even judge him i do the same thing plsBGL;AKMEF

am

am i an Mk kinniebG;LKEWF;ONAWEIOFMWE IGNORE THAT MOVING ON WBK PROBABLYGBSL;FKMWAEF

IS HE OKAY?????

SIR????

ARE YOU ALRIGHT????

I DON’T THINK YOU ARE ALRIGHT

PIGSY

HELPGNBSLF;KMAWE

HELP I’M

PLS

PLS I’M GONANGBSADLKFMAW;EOF HEGBKLSFMEMFK WBGBS;LKDFA;WEIMF

WHEEZINGNSFKLMSDF

OH GODS WE’RE HALF DONE I’MBGBSDFLKAEW

PLS IT’S PIGSY

HE’S NOT EVEN PRETENDING TO DILVIER NOODLES ANYMROE

I’M NGONGDSLFAMOI;WEFMAFKH;GOIAWFEJE

STILL USES THE VEHICLE THO

i am

so in love with everything about this show pls

my concern for mk grows ARE YOU OKAY GOING BY YORUSELF?? ISSUES WITH THE MONKEY ?? ARE YOU OKAY?? TRUAMA AT THE MOUNTAIN?>? DEISAGREEMENTS WITH MONKEY KING STILL?? ARE THINGS AWKARD??? I’M SO CURIOUS PLS BGSLKFMAWEF PLS PLSGBSDLKFMWE

PLS DON’T STILL BE MAD AT HIIIMMMMMMMM

HE’S DOING HIS BEST MK PLS I’LL ONLY ACCEPT THIS OUTOCME IF THIS WHOLE SEASON IS JUST EXPLORING MONKEY KINGS TRUAMA ADN THEY ALL GO “OH TAHT’S WHY HE’S LIKE THIS” OKAY OKAY MOVING ON I’M PROBABLY WRONG I JUST LOVE THEM SO MUCHGBSDFLKAEW

i have

to pause this

every time

i hear one of their voices

every time

W WONDERFULGBDSFLKAMWE

I

MONKEY

MONKEY

IT HE

ITS HIM

IT IS THE MONKEY EVER

THE ONE AND ONLY

THE ABSOLUTE BEST MONKEY OF ALL TIME

THE MOMST TRUAMA

SIR HAS SO MUCH JUNK PLSBGSL;FM

I

I am so normal you guys I’m so normal about hearing Monkey King Mei Pigsy and Mk’s voices i’m so normal bG;LAWMEF;EWAMF

aALL THE LITTLE MONKEYSNGLKSFE

HELPGNDSLFKMAWEF

NEZHA’S GONNA FLIP WHEN HE HEARS I HAVE THISBGS;LKFMAWEAKGM NOT GONNA RETURN IT? I MEAN FINDERS KEEPERS RIGHT-

OH HE STYLIN

MATE HE STYLIN MONKEY KING IN CAPES BRUH THERE AIN’T NO OTHER

I’M

PLS

PLS

HE’S SO

PLS

ITS THE MONKEY GUYS WHAT ELSE DO I SAY

ITS HIM

WHEN IW AS YOUR AGEBGLD;FMA;WEFOIMAWEF

I’M

PLS

HE’S SO

HE IS

SO

SO

YES

I’M

I’M SO NORMAL I LOVE HIM

SIR SEEMS A BIT DETATCHED STILL OH YEAH SAVING PEOPLE YES THAT IS A THING YOU ALSO DO I REMEMBER PEOPELGBSLF;MAKWEF AND GIVING HIM PRAISE YES, PRAISE THE LAD TELL HIM HOW GOOD HE’S DOING DESERVED PLS I’MGBSDF;LKMAWE

SWINGING YOUR BIG OL TAIL AROUND TO GET WHAT YOU WANTED-

he is

so important to me you guys I have such brainrot over this monkey pls bGLKAMWEFAF

I WAS GOING TO SAY MAKING REGRETABLE LIFE CHOICES BUT BGS;LKFMA;WEFAG;WOAIEMFAWEF

I

y you

kinda already done

more for this world that i ever

;-;

pls

i’m

|;-;/

|;A;/

monk e y

OH MK PLS WDYM

OH

OH WE

WE PLAYING THE BLAME GAME ARE WE

OH THEY’RE BOTH SO TRUAMATIZED AND MENTALLY ILL

THEY BOTH NEED THERAPY SO BAD

MONKEY KING BLAMING YOURSELF FOR IT ISNT’ GONNA HELP MK STOP BLAMING HIMSELF PLS MONKEY SEE MONKEY DO THEY WOULD HAVE FOUND WHAT THEY NEEDED ANYWAY PLS, MK IF YOU HADN’T SHOWN UP THEY WOULD HAVE GOTTEN THE STAFF STRAIGHT AWAY, LBD CLEARLY ALREADY HAD THE KEY THE MAYOR HAD IT, AND COME ON COME OOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN MK PLS YOU GOTTA JUMP THROUGH SOME SERIOUS HOOPS TO SELF BLAME FOR THIS

i mean his teacher’s p good at doing that too it seems but BGLA;KMEF;OAWEF SHAKES THEM BOTH

YOU HECKING MENTALLY ILL MONKEYS

i adore them hanging out they mean everything to me I’m adoring how chill this starts out i feel like i’m about to be hit by a train of some kind bGLK;MAWEF

“come on bud you gotta learn to let that suff go” AND RISK LOOKING LIKE HE’S IRRESPONCIBLE AND DOESN’T CARE AT ALL LIKE YOU??? THIS IS A CHALLANGE SORRY I’M THINKING ABOUT MONKEY KINGS TRUAMA AND HOW BEING ALOOF AND LIKE HE DOESNT’ CARE HSA GOTTA BE THE ONLY WAY HE CAN LIVE WITH ALL THE STUFF THAT HE DID AND THE STUFF THAT WAS DONE TO HIM OKAY I’M NORMAL I’M NORMAL

BELIEVE ME I WASN’T ALWAYS THE EASIESTMKML

WHAT

BUT YOUR’E SO CUTE AND CHEEKY

PLS

PLS

MONKEYGBSDLFK;AW;OEFMAGH;IAOWENBG;OIWAEMF

“i know right??” PLS

PLS SIR

UR HONOUR I WILL NOW ONLY EVER DESCRIBE MONKEY KING AS CUTE AND CHEEKY /J /J /J

THE POINT IS

oh hi

hello

nah tho that’s

actually p decent advice ngl

<— number one rule is “leave it better than you found it” in dealing with everything

STILL GOTTA RECOVER FROM THE MESSUPS THO MONKEY KING

I CAN SEE WHY HE’S BEING LIGHT ABOUT IT-IS THAT THE MONA LISA BGS;JDLAKFMNA;WGB;OIAWEM;AWOEG;OIWEFGGBIO;MEF

MK HAVING TROUBLE

I’M GONNA CRY

IT WON’T

OH

OH

OH THAT FACE

OH NO THAT FACE HE MADE

PLS

MONKEY KING SIR

SUN WUKONG

MAN

OH MAAAAAN

THAT FACE

SERIOUSLY THIS DUDE

MAKES SUCH

SPICIFIC FACES WHEN MK ISN’T LOOKING

WHERE ITS JUST

SO MOURNFUL

AND UNDERSTANDING LIKE FEELS THAT

FLYING BARK YOU ABSOLUTE MAD LADS YOUR EXPRESSIONS WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME

FOREVERS A LONG TIME BUD

TRUST ME

I AM

MENTALLY UNWELL YOU GUYS

I AM SO VERY MENTALLY UNWELL

man cleaning up together ;-;

WELP

.

THAT’S AWKWARD

FIRST OFF CALLED IT, CALLED IT THAT THEY’D FIND SOMETHIGN WHILE CLEANING HIS PLACE I SO CALLED IT I WAS SO RIGHT

gosh that was some PANIK from mr. the king

OH MAN IT WAS SO CHILL FOR A HOT SECOND

SCREAMSGNSLDKMAWEF

OH I’M

GOTTA BREATH HANG ON I’M NOT CHILL I’M LSOING IT

YOU DID A THING

HIDING BEHIND MONKEY KING PLS

OH BOY

OH BOYYYYYYYYY

SO HANG ON

WHAT IS THISBGSL;DKFMAWE

AAAAA

WAHT IS AGHSJFLKAWEFN;GANLE;AWFKEKMLAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

SCREAMS

MONKKEY KING SNATCHING HIM GETTING HIM OUT O FTHE WAY AT THE SPEED OF SOUND

OKAY OKAY

SO INK CREATURES

FROM BOOK I WAS RIGHT

SWK WHYAAAAAAAAAAAA

SCREAMINGBNFLAMWEF

AAAAAAA

GOING THROUGH

WHAT

HOLY

WHAT THE CRAP IS

HAPPEN

OH MY GODS

OH MUY GODS WHAS I WRIGBSDLGN;WAELNMWAKEMRFWEMAIEWMGAAA

AAAAAAA

THING ABOTU IT BEING A BOKGHNSG

I’M NOT NORMAL I’M LOSING IT GUYS

ITS

ITS A BOOK OF TRUAMA I SWEAR

LISTEN TO THAT I’M LSOING IT

EVERYBODY YELLING AT HIM LBD LAUGHING WUKONG IS FROZEN ITS THE SAME CLIP FROM WHEN MEI WAS YELLING AT HIM TRUAMA MONKE TRUAMA MONKEY OH OH THIS SEASON IS GOING TO KILL ME I’M GOINT TO DIE I’M GOING TO PERSIH THISBGSLKMA;GH;OIWFMAWEOIFHA;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA]

TRIPITAKA VOICE SHUT THE FREKAKNDFKLWE UPPPPPP NOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAA

SCREAMS THE BABY MONKEYS NOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

MK READY TO FIGHT

NOOOOO

THE

NOOOOOOOO

BBY MONKEYS

OH MAN

first of

bird guy

fire looking

that animation ??

that composition?? hot dang buddy flying bark is off the rails

secondly

SCREAMS

ITS LITERALLY A BOOK OF SWK’S WORST MOMENTS IT LOOKS LIKE, WAS I RGHT WAS I RIGHT WAS I RIGHT THERE’S NO WAY THERE’S NO WAY IW ASBGNLSAFKMAW HE’S GONNA GET PULLED IN ISN’T HE

MONKEY KINGS GONNA GET PULLED IN I SWEAR IF HE GETS PULLED IN

I’M LSOING IT I’M LOSING IT SCREAMING

SWK VS HIS TURAMA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

TEY

I’M

HOLY CRAP

HOLY WAHT THE FBGDFNKSMA;AWOEGB;OAIWEFMKMSDFKMSDF

HE GOT FREAKINGB

I’LL FIGURE OUT AND ITS CRYING

HE’S CRYINGLKFDMSF

I AM NEVER OKAY EVER A DAY IN MY LIFE I HATE IT WHEN I’M RIGH AND HE SEALED THEM IN HE SEALED HIM

OH MY FREAKINGN TRUAMA

FREE TRUAMA

FREE TRUAMA FOR EVERYBODY

.

.

.

.

inhales

I am mentally unwell

fake composed

hello good evening

I WAS FREAKING RIGHT ABOUT THE SCROLL I’M GOING TO FREAKING IMPLODE RIGHT THS SECONDHGNLKSAMDF AAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

SCREAMSING

FLIPPING TABLES

RUNNING AROUND

THROWING CHAIRS

RUNNING OUTSIDE

THROWING MYSELF IN THE SNOW

LOSING IT

I AM LOSING IT

I AM SBGLS;KMSBG;OWAIEMNGABGA;OWEIFNA;OEWIBHG;OAIWG;B;OUINFAOIWEBGUIONMG;OIAWEMF;AWGO;IUFN;OIDRQWEJOIJG;OAIERWJF;BG;OWAEIJFOIJEF;LMF;OERGH;OLFMAO;WEIJF;OERGJ;OERHGOA;WEIMFOWGHEWAIOMFERWOGHWAEFJOEWAIMFORIJAG;WOIR

okay so that was

sure something

that was

SURE SOMETHING

THAT SURE WAS SOMETHING HUH

THAT SURE WAS

SOMETHING

WHAT DO I DO WITH MYSELF AFTER THAT

HEKCING

SCREAMS

SWK JUST

THAT WAS A GOODBYE

THAT WAS HIMSAYING GOODBYE

SIR REALLY WENT

WELP

THINGS CAN’T LAST

NICE KNOWING YOU

STUFF ALWAYS CATCHES UP

DO WHAT YOU GOTTA BYEEE

FR THIS DUDE

READY TO DIE

READY TO SEAL HIMSELF INSIDE

WAHT LOOKS LIKE HIS NIGHTMARES AND ALL HIS WORST MISTAKES FOREVER HUH

FR HUH HIM AND HIS MONKEYS JUST GONE

AND THERE ENDS THE LEGEND OF THE MONKEY KING SUN WUKONG GREAT SAGE EQUAL TO HEAVEN

FREAKNBGBGBSLKF;MAWEO;IFAGB;OIAWEFM;WOIAN;SAFMLSKDFDSF

AND I HAVE TO WAIT FOR MORRREEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Y’all mk is so freaking traumatized the Lad needs therapy asap he just got out of a traumatizing experience and he just watched his mentor get engulfed in freaky ink and THAT

THAT

“some monsters can never change”

“you make a couple of mistakes in your life and no one ever lets you live it down”

“you’ve done more for this world that i ever have”

YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME

HIS FACE

WHEN THAT INK STUFF IS GETTING HIM

HIS FACE THE WHOLE TIME

SO IN THE THEME SONG

HE IS FIGHTING MONKEY KING

HE IS SO IN THE THEME SONG

SO

YOUUUUU

YOU HEKCING

MONKIE CREW DIRECTIORS PEOPEL I LOVE YOU I WANT TO THROW HANDS I’M SCREAMIGNFBGFNAKWEFMAGN;OAIWEMF

THAT

oh yeah so

this season is

probably going to destroy me more than 3 did. 4 is probably going to be my favourite i’m calling it now, we’re dealing with monkey kings past trauma and depending on how its handled this will easily become my favourite welp here we go i’m ready to die bring it the heck on perishment here i come

ahem yes uh

thank you for coming to knox reacts today… uh we will be back with… more reactions when I get… more eps… in english i

i

all that dialogue that came out of the ink guys come on

THE MACAQUE SCREAM?????????????

THE LOOK ON WUKONGS FACE???

THE LBD LAUGH????????????

I AM

HOLY CRAPGBSESHGBWABG;WA4IEUONAEWFM

“Monkey! No violence.”

“NO!”

I’M SCREAMING

THE STREAK OF INK ON MK’S HAND FROM REACHING FOR THE MONKEYS

excuse me i need to go scream into a pillow nice having you here godspeed if you read all the way you’re as insane as i am i’m gonna go perish now or i’ll be keysmashing here all day have a good one SCREAMSBGS;LMAW;OGBWAEF

we get to see mk still having truama and trouble from the previous season you guys MONKEY KING’S PAST POPPING UP IN A MORE EMOTIONAL WAY AND YOU CAN SEE IT DANCING ON HIM PUSING HIM INTO THE GROUND MY GOOD SIR THIS IS LITERALLY EVERYTHING I COULD EVER WHAT I

[unfortunatesal]

Failgirls don't have to fail

I've been thinking about failgirls a lot recently, becuase god I love them so much, and I've also had discussions about them, very heated ones in fact, and I've come to a few thoughts!

(Spoilers for Chainsaw Man and I guess Madoka)

So, a few points:

Failgirls do not need to fail to be failgirls. Being a failgirl is more about the mindset and attitude than anything, to me. I feel like Misato from Evangelion is definitely a failgirl, she is a disaster of a huma being bit she is very successful! Still a failgirl though! And Homura Akemi fails over and over and over again, but I still don't think she qualifies as a failgirl. This isn't super intuitive though, so I want to ask this:

What is a failgirl? Okay, so people might disagree with me on this and that's valid! We don't all have the same conception of what a failgirl is, and cultural osmosis can't do all the work for us. But the best way I can describe it is a girl who is openly and clearly a disaster. Be it someone who is an anxious, blubbering, terrified mess, like Kobeni from Chainsaw Man, someone who makes absolutely terrible life choices like Himeno from Chainsaw Man, or someone who is incapable of interacting with others properly like Asa from Chainsaw Man, a failgirl must be a complete and utter mess of a human being who is doomed to never get better, either because they don't want to or becuse they simply can. The important nuance being the word "openly". As such:

Someone cannot be a failgirl if they hide their failgirlness. This is important, I feel. Yes, Homura Akemi does make bad life choices, and struggles to interact with people, but she acts aloof enough to disguise it in most cases. In order for someone to be a fairlgirl, they must be seen and recognized failgirling. They must trip over themselves, they must get so wasted they start throwing up, they must clearly and openly show the world how much of a complete trainwreck of a human being they are. Someone who hides and buries and represses their innter failgirl is not truly a failgirl, in my eyes. And all of this brings me to my next point:

Being a failgirl isn't necessarily a bad thing. Being a failgirl can be healthy! Because being a failgirl means being unable to hide your inner feelings, it means being unable to repress how deeply mentally ill you are. And... that's good! I, personally, would rather be a Kobeni than a Homura, because while Kobeni is a complete trainwreck of a person with a lot of trauma and anxiety, she lets it all out. Homura lets the trauma and anxiety pile up until it fucking explodes inside of her, which seems a lot worse to me. Kobeni's inability to hide how she feels is a blessing in disguise, and while Kobeni is probably not the best example of a well-adjusted person, letting yourself fail, letting yourself be pathetic, lettng yourself trip and fall and fuck up and make terrible choices is good for your mental health! That's why I think the world needs more failgirls who are alloqwed and allow themselves to be failgirls.

[alecflynn]

basics.

full name — Alec Bodhi Flynn

faceclaim — Nick Robinson

gender & pronouns — cis man, he/him

age — 28

birthday — 8/23/1996

sexuality — disaster bi

occupation — bartender at The Pour House

neighborhood — transient (living in a van), but mostly stationed around Forest Lake

length of time in blue harbor — all his life, with occasional bouts of traveling throughout

tldr. tw: mental illness, drugs, alcohol, child neglect (full bio can be found at the bottom of the intro)

alec is a blue harbor native. he's been cutting it up in these streets since day one. his mother suffers from manic episodes and would often leave him alone for days on end and go cause havoc around town. so locals probably know the name 'daisy flynn' and they probably don't get warm and fuzzies when they hear it. his dad is totally unknown to him

with the freedom of having absolutely zero structure growing up, alec fell into partying. he taught himself how to play the guitar, and as he got older, he used that to his advantage. he started a band, was surprisingly good at writing songs— the only time anyone caught a glimpse of emotional depth— and settled into his role as the heartbreaker

alec really thought the glory of high school would last forever, even going as far as buying a van with the intention of touring for the summer between junior and senior year and every summer after that. only, he never clued his bandmates into those plans and they actually had parents that gave a shit, so instead, he turned it into his home. eventually, inevitably, they were evicted from their apartment when his mom went off the deep end for a little too long, so he sort of had no choice

for all of senior year, alec lived alone in his van that he lovingly named ole bessy. it was about halfway through the year that he realized people were making plans outside of blue harbor. college, jobs, settling anywhere that wasn't here. but alec liked here, and he didn't really understand everyone being so hellbent on leaving

abandonment issues settled in and alec sort of became a nomad. once he graduated from high school (somehow??? like, good for him, but i genuinely don't understand how he did it) he left blue harbor to travel in his van. he played shows, settled in places for just long enough to start to feel those attachments grow and then he'd take off again

he'd roll back into town from time to time, but when he inevitably messed up, he'd leave again, coming back only when enough time had allowed to dust to settle. and the cycle has repeated itself now for years

headcanons.

alec has undiagnosed dyscalculia. he doesn’t realize that numbers don’t jumble around in everyone’s heads the way they do his. it makes him feel stupid, so he tries to avoid math situations, or anything that has anything to do with numbers.

alec can be very self-absorbed. it’s not because he’s a dick, it’s just because he’s always too aware of himself to see things from any other perspective. he’s covered up his need to be loved and accepted by fooling himself into believing everyone loves him the way he loves everyone else. it’s a fun line to walk.

because alec largely had to parent himself, there are a lot of things he misses that should be obvious, but just aren't. he genuinely doesn't ever go out of his way to hurt anyone's feelings, but he definitely has left a string of heartbreak in his wake. he just doesn't know how to let people in, he doesn't understand that his inability to love isn't the same for everyone else. he just expects that people feel the way he does about things.

he writes really good fuckin' songs. you would never know he is the same person listening to his songs versus meeting him in real life, but it stems from the fact that he never learned how to deal with or regulate his emotions, so he channels it into his song writing

alec is a very physically affectionate guy. his love language is physical touch so it's not weird or out of the ordinary for alec to be touchy.

wanted connections.

childhood friends - some that he still keeps in touch with, maybe some that are starting to get tired of his shit. maybe some that have been tired of his shit for a while

bandmates - new or old. he's been back in town for a little while now, so he's had time to get the band back together (or welcome new people into it)

best friend - someone who understands him in a way that other people really don't. they might be hurt when he leaves, but they know that he'll come back and they know why he is the way he is. it's complicated but they'll always have his back

exes - alec is not known for his faithfulness or for being a good boyfriend. these would have likely ended badly and they wouldn't have gone on for very long. or maybe a few ended up friends. who knows

hook ups - a guy has needs. and those needs don't need strings. it can be complicated with unrequited feelings or it can just be a casual thing that just scratches an itch for both parties

antagonistic - enemies alec has made, people that liken him to his mom who is still around causing trouble, people that feel he's done them dirty. maybe past employers he's left high and dry. people he owes money to. anything!

honestly, up for ANYTHING. might add more as they come to me, but let's just throw stuff at the wall and see what sticks.

full bio.

Alec Flynn was born a free spirit. As a child, he was always questioning everything: who decided we have to go to school five days a week? Why is ‘because I said so’ an acceptable answer? Why do we have to wear shoes? We’re inside! (Alec was regularly in trouble in school for taking off his shoes). For a minute, he tried the Scouts thing, but ultimately it wasn’t meant to last. He didn’t do well with structure or a chain of command. He constantly questioned authority and pushed his limits as far as they would go and then some. He’d say he quit, but it was, at the very least, a mutual parting of ways. It was probably for the best, though. Being raised by a single mother who followed her every whim and regularly left her too-young son alone, sometimes for days on end, while she ran off with a new boyfriend or chased a new high meant that money was so tight it was basically non-existent. Just like the father he never knew. God forbid they spent any of that money on him.

He found his stride a little more once he hit high school. Being musically inclined since he could talk suddenly seemed a lot more interesting to his peers once puberty hit. Alec loved the attention and he leaned fully in. He started a band with a few friends. People knew him. And for the first time in his life, he felt seen. That kind of feeling went to his head. He was a serial dater, the heartbreaker, and he really fell into the party scene. With his friends at his side, he felt unstoppable, untouchable. The band found its groove and they owned the school. Or, at least, in Alec’s mind, they did. 

The insecurities began to creep in around the middle of senior year. He’d never been much of a planner, content to only acknowledge what was right in front of his face at any given moment. But Alec began to realize, as everyone finalized their college and future plans, that he’d never really given it any thought. He liked what he did and what he had here, so why change it? But in the back of his mind, it did cause panic, listening to everyone plan to leave Blue Harbor behind. 

Leave him behind.

Alec grew a little more reckless after that. He partied harder, he wrote songs with a frantic edge. He thought maybe if he could just get lost in the life, it would never abandon him. But in the end, he watched people he adored and people that adored him scatter to the wind after graduation. 

On a whim, he’d purchased a van with money he’d managed to scrape together. It was an absolute piece of shit, but it was his piece of shit. It’s original intention was to go on tour— a notion he’d had but hadn’t clued his bandmates in on until after he’d already bought it— but when he was slapped with an eviction notice after his mom had been gone on a bender for weeks, it became home. 

For years, Alec did his best to outrun the bad feelings. Abandonment issues, who? Alec was simply a free spirit. It was in his DNA after all. His mother had never been able to stay in one place, and with a home on wheels, why shouldn’t he do the same? 

So it became something of a routine. He’d roll back into town after staying gone long enough to be missed, for whatever misdeeds he’d released on Blue Harbor to be forgotten or at the very least swept under the rug. And then, when he inevitably messed up, he’d go again to start the process over once more. It kept him safe and it kept others safe from him. That was a lesson he’d learned from his mother who had become something of a fixture on the streets in Weaver Ridge, becoming the town’s burden instead of just his. 

He’d like to stop running. Of course he would. But everything catches up to you when you stop moving. And he’s not ready to face those things just yet.

[primeministerofantarctica]

A3! reading club: prologue

Starting off with a prolepsis is a nice technique, although I think it's interesting that only Harugumi gets spotlighted here. Probably to avoid spoilers from later troupes.... Either way, I love how Sakuya's observations serve as an introduction to the other members. Masumi's cool-headed, Tsuzuru won't rest until his scripts are perfect, Itaru's anxious about pulling this off successfully (he does care :')), and Citron's a man of mystery.

I never really thought about this before, but I like that the prologue establishes that Izumi has the experience and knowledge necessary to qualify as a theater director. She's not just diving in headfirst with no idea what she's doing.

Also, this whole "street act" thing sends me every time it's mentioned. Veludo Way has to be a tourist destination, surely Izumi's not the first person to freak out over someone faking an illness. You know those horror stories about comedians dying of heart attacks on-stage bc the audience thought they were doing A Bit; this seems like a disaster waiting to happen. What if you got into an argument with someone and a bunch of strangers started clapping.

At least Tasuku's nice enough to come over and make sure Izumi's alright. He's not going to be really relevant for a good long while, but we're already establishing that he does care about other people, despite Godza's "every man for himself" culture.

Oh, Tsuzuru, just be glad you're not a college student in the US. >_>

Sakyo, you JUST recognized the first and only person you had a crush on, the daughter of Yukio himself, and you're telling her to get lost? Why? Are you trying to save Izumi from the heartbreak of caring about something futile? Because if so, you absolutely suck at it.

Izumi's reactions are the best. Also, shout-out to Sakai-san for being able to pull off "bad at acting" without dissolving into the 100% flat monotone typical when actors try to play bad actors. You can tell Sakuya's trying, but his pauses are placed just randomly enough to be awkward. From an acting standpoint, that's got to be incredibly hard to pull off.

This makes me wince. In retrospect, it's so obvious how much Sakyo cares about this theater. He was willing to pause the demolition project for the absolutely miniscule chance that Matsukawa had somehow, miraculously, secured a bestselling performance. Of course he hasn't, but the fact that Sakyo was still willing to give him one more chance speaks volumes.

Unfortunately, he's also a realist, and he's right. People love touting "hard work" as the only thing an artist needs to succeed, but without money, most people simply don't have the financial stability to really dedicate themselves to their craft. It's harsh, it sucks, and it's unfair, but it's also true. I don't remember if we get Sakyo's backstory in the main story or a later event, but going off it it makes sense that this is the additude he's adopted.

This hits harder after finding out Sakuya basically ran away from home :(. Not like he couldn't go back to his aunt and uncle, but that's got to be crushing.

I love how Izumi is mentally pspspsing Matsukawa SO HARD to back her up, just like he did with her earlier. There is a single braincell ping-ponging between these two and Sakyo's just watching this trainwreck.

Sakuya's reaction to Matsukawa saying he cooks all the food is gold. Ofc he's too polite to say it outright, but the fact that even Sakuya feels the need to warn Izumi about Matsukawa's culinary skills is just. So funny.

Speaking of which, I think it's interesting how Sakuya's (known optimist and sunshine child) first reaction to realizing Izumi was lying is a despondent "Does that mean the troupe is going under after all?" He immediately cheers up and snatches the smidge of hope offered to him, but this little piece of character writing goes a long way in setting up his hopefulness as something that isn't based on naivety.

I'm running out of screenshots and too far in to consider making another post, but gosh. Masumi, I love you, but you are making it REALLY easy to remember why I didn't at first. I will concede that his blushing and not being able to look Izumi in the eyes is cute, though. If there was more of that and less of...this, I might have warmed up to him a lot earlier.

Also, Tsuzuru agreeing to join after finding out there's free food is an absolute Mood. Five minutes of screen time and he's already a voice for college students everywhere.

The last few minutes are pretty much what we'd expect - Tsuzuru (very conveniently) says he's a scriptwriter, Izumi eagerly accepts the free labor before he can join a union (I'm joking, I'm joking.), they run back to the theater and Sakyo says he'll give them one more chance. The conditions won't be revealed until the next chapter, but it really is a testament to Sakyo's love for Mankai just how lenient he's being. A month might be cutting it pretty close when prepping for a play, but Sakyo's a debt broker in the freaking Yakuza, and almost definitely acting as a middleman between this company and someone higher up. Ofc the Yakuza here are a lot more lighthearted than the ones in real life, but that's still got to be incredibly risky.

[rmwb-fanfics]

Hi! We've had a list about the men in RU, but I wonder, what would you rate the women in RU in terms of shagability? You can choose your own point system 😘

OKAYYYYYY you’d have to be insane to think I’m going to-

So for this to work we’re going to assume everyone is of age so this takes place around the halfway/two thirds point of Regretfully Uncaring.

Ginny Weasley: 11/10. She isn’t too tall she’s probably open to try some weird shit and if it goes south she’ll laugh about it. Lots of trauma especially with black haired men but hey you know what a little (a lot) bit of mental illness never hurt no body.

Daphne Greengrass: 8/10 she’s a little pretentious and probably really submissive idk haven’t decided yet but with a MAN LIKE RON-

Tonks: she’s into some weird shit I mean look at her. 9/10, her body can change to make things work better or worse fuck yeah.

Molly: nope but for the sake of science I mean her daughter is hot so 7/10 points taken off for age. No offence to the milfs out there actually hang on wait I know some really hot moms okay give me a second 9/10 yeah.

Elizabeth: 8/10 she’s tall and auwhrnfiaybrf but absolutely stunning just not my type.

Narcissa: 9/10 her husband been letting her down recently she hasn’t had sex in over a year and she KNOWS WHAT SHES DOING MILF LEARNING EXPERIENCE MILF LEARNING EXPERIENCE.

Hermione: 2/10 the personality is fuck ugly it AINT GOING UP.

Alyssa: Batshit crazy so probably good in bed 7/10 has a child sort of an awkward situation with the whole widow thing yk.

Lily Evans: mommy? Mommy. 10/10

Lily Luna: 2026 will be my year uhhhh 12/10 a bi disaster and plays the guitar um yes please.

Luna: dies but saying she made it to 18 she’s just so weird and I feel like her eyes would stay open the whole time and like bore into your soul yeah no thanks 4/10

Pansy Parkinson: would give toothy head and looks like a pug which is the ugliest and unholiest dog breed so 2/10.

Merope Gaunt: catfish her and then lure her into therapy and pay for it in secret while you walk away. I ain’t touching that shit girl needs help. 0/10

Bellatrix: probably into blood and uhhh yeah no I’m good, thanks though! 2/10

Leta Lestrange: 10/10 wouldn’t hesitate not even for a minute and like let’s be so for real she probably has such low expectations for men in her life that I would be the absolute best (except for Newt and daddy Theseus who are both better but like in the context of okay anyway)

Queenie: no. 2/10 im terrified

Tina: 7/10 a better hermione.

Fleur: almost forgot about the perfect babe herself. French? POINTS. Tall in a hot way? POINTS. Married Bill Weasley and therefore has excellent taste in men? POINTS. 10/10 shes thé offspring of the most beautiful creatures to walk the earth what did you expect.

[kamreadsandrecs]

Title: The Words of Kings and Prophets (Gael Song #2) Author: Shauna Lawless Genre/s: historical, fantasy, mythology and folklore Content/Trigger Warning/s: slavery, physical and emotional abuse, murder, death, depictions of mental illness Summary (from author's website): The sequel to the critically acclaimed The Children of Gods and Fighting Men, The Words of Kings and Prophets is the powerful new historical fantasy novel by Shauna Lawless. Power fades but fire endures… Ireland, 1000 AD. Clouds of war gather for mortals and immortals alike as the Irish kingdoms strive for supremacy. Gormflaith, unhappy queen of Brian Boru, schemes to destroy the Descendants, sworn enemies of her Fomorian kind. As her plans take an unexpected turn, Gormflaith discovers her magic is more powerful than she ever realised – but at what cost? Descendant healer Fódla dwells disguised in the mortal world, seeking to protect her young nephew – but the boy has secrets of his own. Fódla must do all in her power to keep him hidden from those who would use him for evil. When a mysterious man comes to King Brian’s court, his presence could spell disaster for both Gormflaith and Fódla – and for Ireland herself. For he is Tomas, an ambitious immortal – and he will do anything to see his plans become reality. Buy Here: https://bookshop.org/p/books/words-of-kings-and-prophets-volume-2-shauna-lawless/19782163 Spoiler-Free Review: As a continuation of the first book, this functions perfectly well. It focuses a lot more on intrigue and developing the established characters, which makes for a somewhat less action-packed read but still entirely fun read, in my opinion. Reading how Gormflaith and Fódla develop was absolutely fun: Gormflaith still has more layers than Fódla, but Fódla experiences some solid character development in this book, which is where much of the fun reading her derives. We also get Colmon as a narrator in this one. In the last book he was a somewhat minor character, but this time around he gets narrator status and it looks like he’ll be developed into another protagonist for the third book. I look forward to it, not least because his perspective is so different from Fódla’s and Gormflaith’s. There was also an interesting dialogue in this book about oppressive systems, and how it can be hard to dismantle such systems when one is benefitting from them. It’s only a moment in the book, but it does address an element of the previous book (and the actual historical milieu in which this series is set) that I think other readers wanted the author to deal with a bit more explicitly. I can’t say for absolute certain if it was handled well, but I will say that it gave me food for thought, especially when thinking about that element in the context of the history of the period, and what certain characters then promised to do about it. I think that the main gripe I have about this is that it really feels like a transition book, moving characters so they’re in specific places (literally and metaphorically speaking) as preparation for a big finale or big change of events in the next book. This is just a small complaint though, as I liked the book regardless, but it’s definitely got that vibe. Overall, this was a solid continuation of the previous book. Characters grow in their own ways, and the plot continues to be a fun ride. I’m looking forward to seeing how Colmon steps up in the next book in the series (along with another character I won't mention because spoilers). Still, this does feel a lot like a book that’s meant to put particular characters in specific places in preparation for something big going down, so readers looking for something a little more action-packed might not be entirely happy with this one. Rating: five ships

[lovecanbesostrange]

*nasal voice* as an artist: movie ask 3! also 5 and 11 (bc I, too, love me some "problematic" tropes sometimes)

3. Post a screenshot and ramble on about why this one frame visually appeals to you (colors, blocking, expression, set decoration whatever).

omg this question is so hard. It could be random, like pick the last movie, take a screen, write. But I ended up clicking through dozens of films, watching a lot of fav moments. From Firth & Moore on the carpet in A Single Man, to Ken Watanabe standing in front of Godzilla in G:KotM, then the whole ending to Midsommar, had a quick cry about seeing the hanging shoes in Jojo Rabbit, looked at the way Amy returns in Gone Girl, that shot through the bars in Hustlers, or all the gorgeous bizarre shots that make up Annihilation, also I went through the whole of Fox' X-Men franchise, because I have so many moments I cherish (it is the best superhero franchise as a whole, even though the parts alone are mostly just mediocre, the sum of it is amazing)... then I was downstairs for a snack and a tv spot reminded me that Cruella exists, so I cave with this one:

You hear the name Cruella and what do you think about? Dalmatians and a black&white theme. With the fur she wants and the hair she has. And then this movie gives us a theme party. And it is very, very important that everything is strictly black and white only. It's a whole thing. Except Cruella has a plan and she's gonna be a distraction. She is disruption. She will make everybody look. With the color red. And I am here for it!

This moment was in all the trailers, you know it's coming. Yet while watching I'm always excited nearing this fabulous entrance. And it's not the effect of how she gets rid of her white coat with the flame, it's the absolute contrast to everything around her. Perfectly framed in... a door frame. An entrance for the ages. Introducing herself. Introducing the alter ego. The different persona. I am so here for that.

The whole film is about style. The visuals are gorgeous, the music filling the rest of the mood. This is what movies are for! Colored pictures in motion with sound - to invoke feelings. And here you know something big is happening. There is a stage set. It's all planned. In-story for the characters and for the viewers watching the screen.

There is nothing new or super groundbreaking. It's all about using well known tools in an effective way. And it tells us something about the character. Ella is used to being in the background, while dreaming about fashion she tries hard to not stand out (that would interfere with her little criminal endeavours and get unwanted attention for sure). But this is the birth of Cruella on the scene. Bold. Loud. Drawing all eyes on her. (And also startling people, because being a bit scary is fine.)

*chef's kiss* Sometimes a little bit of flair is all I need. Not even attached to any emotional outburst. Can we just applaud films for using the full spectrum of the medium for its own sake every once in a while, just to entertain?!

5. A character who deserves their own spin-off.

The very obvious, tumblr-friendly answer: Riley Johnson (Aubrey Plaza) from Happiest Season. Show me her life, show me she's good at her work and give me some fun disaster dates she goes on, trying to find somebody a bit more longterm. Witty, forgiving, a bit guarded and then opening up in a non tragic way. Hmm, sadly that's it. I don't even have fancasts for a row dates or anything. Just give me romcom fun with a dash of that specific Plaza-charme. (Not against reuniting her with Rachel Keller from Legion.)

11. A trope or setting you know is mishandled a lot and carries a huge problematic/toxic burden, yet you do enjoy it?

I am highly aware how terrible representation and portrayal of anything mental health/illness related films (and tv) overall are. Especially how most people are not knife wielding dangers to the general public. I am very much about treating people with dignity and respect, not judging but helping. I have seen/experienced things, I know reality.

However horror (next to sci-fi) is my fav genre. And you give me a movie that starts with "in a mental asylum", I'm in. Be it A Nightmare on Elm Street 3 with teens thrown in a hospital (despite telling the truth and not self-harming) or Grave Encounters with supernatural shenanigans in a former bad place. I love M. Night Shyamalan's Split, because James McAvoy plays all those personalities so well. Nobody ever should think about that film when talking about actual disassociative identity disorder!

We need to have that conversation about demonizing mental illness. But yes, here I sit being audience for horror films using it as a gimmick (always glad when it leans into supernatural territory).

I am also absolutely the audience for films like Girl, Interrupted or One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. Both dvds are on the shelf. Great films. But sometimes I just want John Carpenter's The Ward or plain old Psycho. A film like The Babadook working with metaphors for deep dark soul dives isn't exactly an easy watch, so I'll take some "criminally insane" slashers as well.

[theskella]

That's New - An Exocolonist Fic

I recently played I Was a Teenage Exocolonist, and I absolutely adore it.

But there’s criminally little fic and content regarding my good good Squat Queen.

So I wrote a fic myself.

The punishingly dry air of Dust stings Sol’s near-sleepless eyes as he finally leaves his room, having abandoned making up for lost sleep. Groggy and stompy bootsteps bring him out to the overly-familiar sight of the multicoloured Vertumnan sky above, and the colony he has spent eons building and rebuilding from just off on the sidelines below. The noises of late morning activity on the farm serve to lightly annoy the tired teen. Is it too much to ask that I be allowed a restful sleep every now and then? He thought. I mean these folks owe me that much, surely. There were a few lifetimes that Sol bitterly considered how little credit he was allowed for managing so many lives, caring for the tapestry of the exocolonists' story here. Having staved off disaster after disaster, all without being believed that he was the weaver.

Familiarity breeds contempt. An old adage he despised crept its unwelcome way to Sol’s forebrain. There was another that Sol learned – from a cartoon, no less – that he’d often turn to to quiet the worming, malicious thought.

When you do things right, people won't be sure you've done anything at all.

Sol looks over the railing to the colony. He’d subtly influenced so much to award himself this view, the greatest view of the colony, from where he could see all of his friends, and the infinite; though arduously realized, potentials they have. But chief among these, for this, the last, and so many other innumerable lifetimes, Sol’s eyes fall thus again to Nemmie. Her shock of vibrant red hair is easy to spot. Leading the jogging group of Helios, ahead even of Vace, a fact that – from its gilded frame in the hall of his most precious memories – reminds Sol that Vace seethes over. Sol chuckles, mentally viewing the thought, pondering over its fine-tuned aesthetic distance. When probed, Vace used to erroneously claim that it’s to ‘watch her go’, but Sol knows from thousands of lives that Nemmie is just naturally faster. Even he has struggled to keep up with her in their many foot-races from childhood to now.

Fortunately, Sol had already crested the hump, Nemmie had broken up with Vace a few weeks ago. This time an argument over having another man’s name tattooed on her arm lit the fuse. Nemmie’s stalwart defense of the personally important tattoo earned a terminal bout of silent treatment from which their already unhealthy relationship would not recover. Of course, Sol had to play a part. A part that once seemed difficult and uncomfortable; but with recitation and understanding of his motivation, he no longer felt or acknowledged that difficulty. Separating Nemmie from a woefully ill person in such a delicate time was the easiest of the boundless choices Sol makes.

Sol’s groggy waking movements begin to pick up as the still-overbearing heat of Dust bids his blood to pump. He passes Cal, pushing a heavily laden wheelbarrow outside Geoponics. Sol stops him from his work to hand him a Bobberfruit, clapping him on his unyielding shoulder.

“Man, Dust always makes me wish I had your augment!” Sol jokes as he repeatedly flaps the hem of his shirt to cool himself. Sol keeps up chit-chat until Cal idly bites into the fruit, letting Sol know that he’d devour it shortly. Despite his love of food, Cal’s dedication to work often has him skipping meals, a fact Sol has never quite been able to influence beyond joining Tammy in regularly putting food in his hands. As he jogs away letting Cal get back to it, Sol quickly pulls his holopalm up to update Tammy in the private chat they keep to let her know. A moment later she sends back two emotes, a sandwich, and the custom Tangent emote that Marz convinced Nomi to make as part of a set for all of them. Sol sends back a selfie: a single hand held in prayer in front of a bashful smile in thanks.

Next on Sol’s walk he passes Rex and Marz sitting casually on the steps up to Command. It’s always fun to try to get a reaction from the highly charismatic duo. Let’s see how they like this. Sol happily doffs his shirt with relief and enters their field of view, muscles aglow with beads of sweat, prompting a hearty, familiar and welcome howl from Rex. Marz soon joins in, similarly enjoying the show. Sol draws his hands up and down his rugged torso, mimicking some of the salacious videos Rex had shown him and Marz and taking more and more dramatic poses earning excited whoops and hollers. After wheeling around from flaunting his tush, the realization comes too late that Rex has advanced the bit and is racing toward him. It’s too late to brace and the collision brings the two young men to the ground, tumbling. All three laugh at the scene. From the ground for a brief moment, Dys can be seen peeking from over the hill the gate stands upon. Sol finds his eyes just long enough to convey a greeting in passing– Dys’ preferred morning interaction. Rex has gotten up and grips Sol’s forearm to pull him to his feet and brushes him off, cheekily spending more time than needed pawing at his body. 

“Sorry, can’t help but chase juicy pieces of meat.” Rex says with his wolfish grin, his eyes don’t make contact with Sol’s, choosing to linger elsewhere. The emphasis is a little too thick but that’s to be expected. Sol replaces his shirt, ruffles Rex’s piebald hair a bit and softly pushes his head back toward Marz. Looking to where she’s lounging on the stairs, Sol returns the smile and sultry wave she gives him as their eyes meet. Her attention turns back to Rex as he starts hustling toward her, before turning to give a goodbye wave to Sol with a huge smile on his face.

Moments later Nomi Nomi suddenly bursts into Sol’s’ vision in an eruption of shiny and colourful clothing, loud-but-lovely hair and inexhaustible energy.

“HEY SOL! Guess what! Guess guess guess!” They greet with far more energy than should be allowed this early.

Without even waiting for a guess they immediately launch into a story about a thread of comments that the stories they’ve been writing together are getting. People really seem to enjoy them, as Nomi all but squeals to him. 

“I can’t tell you how I know, but even some of the Helios kids are being nice!” Nomi pulls Sol’s sleeve to lower his ear to their face “I… snooped a little and they’re even writing fanfics based on our stories!” they say in a hushed, conspiratorial tone.

Sol encouragingly offers that perhaps the Helios aren’t as violent as they seem, and it’s a matter of perception that paints them as such. Nomi excitedly agrees and rushes off, yelling over their shoulder that they have a duty then, to encourage this creativity.

Gazing over to the Garrison shows the joggers are still running a few laps. I probably have some time then. He livens his pace a little toward the Engineering building. When he arrives he is happy to be greeted by Tangent and Tammy together in the hall. Tang is sat on the floor, busied by interfacing with her holo-eye, and taking breaks to chug from an energy drink. Tammy for her part is taking advantage of Tang’s hyperfocus to swap the energy drink for water, and keep a stream of idle chatter to distract her from the moments Tammy holds a sandwich half to Tang’s lips, prompting her to bite. Tammy catches Sol’s eye and gives a pronounced sarcastic eye roll and warm smile. Sol puts his hand to his heart and mouths ‘thank you’.

It didn’t take much to get Tammy to agree that Tang takes poor care of herself, but there was significant coaxing into convincing Tammy that Sol would help keep Cal fed if Tammy helped Tang in turn. Cal’s issue was in not stopping to eat, while Tang’s was thinking anything you eat would do for nutrition. Tammy’s significant culinary ability would be better spent keeping Tangent off of an all-protein bar diet. Tammy was reticent at first, knowing Tang’s past bitter refusal to be cared for. Sol did eventually convince her to give it a shot, saying that slowly but surely, Tang’s gotten over that attitude. As Sol approaches, he pings Tangent from his holopalm to ‘look up’. She does so, and is a little surprised by Tammy’s presence. Tammy reflexively stiffens, but Tangent is– however removed from the situation she may be– thankful for the food, and takes it from Tammy to continue eating. Tammy sighs in relief as she rises to her feet while being careful to keep the energy drink she’s protecting Tang from hidden behind her. The sweet girl places a gentle hand on Sol’s shoulder before excusing herself to the Creche.

“How are the tests for the modified pomoea batatas going?” Tangent asks, rapidly switching from tasks to attention to Sol.

“Things look good so far, they’re able to take to Vertumnan soil now. However, Cal let me know that they are also being singled out by an endemic fungus.” Tang curses under her breath as Sol speaks, clearly disappointed but in a way one could have expected.

Sol is mindful to mention “Cal thinks their enhanced nutritional load is prompting the targeted parasitism. You should talk to him about it, he’s really come into his own in terms of the science of farming.”

Tangent, quite without knowing it, pays Cal a compliment, “Yes, he has been helpful. I will do so.” It isn’t much, but Sol knows better than most to take careful measure of the words Tangent uses, she’s likely already considered their meaning 3 or 4 times before saying them.

Sol wishes her well as he leaves, watching over his shoulder to see Tang munching on the last bit of her sandwich with a surprising vim. It comes as a huge relief, she’s seemed much healthier overall, since Sol stood by her side against Lum’s push for a plague.

Sol exits the Engineering wing into the none-waned heat to see with shielded eyes the Garrison clearing out from the track. Nemmie is punching arms and waving goodbyes before she looks up and spots Sol, she exaggerates her waving to him in a way just familiar enough to when they were kids that it makes his chest flutter. A beat passes before Nemmie starts bouncing into a run toward him. He starts to bob along to meet her. Though, Sol notes, she’s gradually picking up the pace as she nears. Sol realizes then, this isn’t a run– it’s a charge! Ignited with a youthful flame, Sol sets his form like he used to when the Garrison was mostly an official excuse for him and Nemmie to rough-house. Before the fall of the Strato. Before the arrival of the Heliopause and before Vace made the entire space feel coarse and– ironically, alien.

Nemmie is approaching at a blitz, Sol looks for any sort of indication of the opening volley– a tackle? A flying kick? What’s her plan? The heavy footfalls Nemmie makes reach Sol’s ears now, his fingers twitch in anticipation. Nemmie is within 4 meters and his defensive posture stiffens, a stoic-looking Nemmie kicks off the ground, turning to the side and sailing through the air to deliver– nothing? She’s just flying toward– OH SHIT! Unsuspecting arms reach out to catch his friend, but the force is just a little too much and Sol is taken to the ground. Nemmie lands in a ball on top of him before bursting out laughing, a sound he hasn’t heard for far too long.

“You’re supposed to catch me null-head!” Nemmie’s eyes peer up from where her head rests on Sol’s chest, behind the tangled, beautifully chaotic mass of red curls that coil and tumble over his chest. The sight reminded him of more treasured memories, desperately and excitedly piecing together fractions of his wife’s face from behind those same curls, grown out and allowed to be wild once more. He forced his current-self to compose again, before things got inappropriate.

He fires back. “I was expecting you to hit me!”

She tosses her hair out of her face with the back of her hand, then presses into Sol’s chest to extricate herself. “You gotta be ready for anything, farmboy. Expect me to run this drill again.”

The smirk she wears now is knowing, Sol’s aware, she’s aware. Before leaving the Garrison, Sol outranked her– fair enough, he was intimately familiar with bolstering his performance– in fact thinking about it, even now she is one rank lower than he was, who is she to assign drills? She’s taunting him.

He’s not having it.

His fingers find Nemmie’s sides and rub, dig and grind prompting a flurry of jerky movements and fits of laughter. Despite all her training, Nemmie has always been ticklish. All the training did was make Sol have to work for it. The giggly girl desperately paws, punches and slaps away at the offensive, but to little avail. Soon Sol has pushed himself off the ground and over Nemmie, who is laughing and rolling about, fully at his mercy.

These dear, childhood friends carry this on for a few more moments, the less fun passerbys scoff and give a wide berth. Eventually Nemmie taps, completely robbed of breath and laying on her back to catch it. Sol is similarly posed beside her, relishing his best friend’s returning energy.

“Hey have you eaten?” He says, tapping his knuckles on her shoulder. “I’ve got Xeno Eggs at my place– Cal’s certain they’re for eating.”

Nemmie almost starts an excuse, Sol knows the tells. Her hand raises toward her head to run her fingers through her hair. But– it stops. Her hand is paused in the air. There’s a moment in Sol’s mind that feel’s… a bristling discomfort, almost a chill. Nemmie is up on her feet before Sol’s given a chance to dwell on it.

“That sounds great! I’m starving.” Nemmie reaches that same hand towards him. He cranes forward to reach for it, but Nemmie reels it back before his grip can find her, awkwardly spending Sol’s effort and making him look foolish. She’s back to laughing.

A classic Nemmie rug-pull. Her laughter plays like music in Sol’s ears as he grins and gets up on his own, playfully batting away renewed offers to help him up.

“But hey– I’ve gotta shower and change first, I’ve already worn these fatigues for a solid week, and I stink.” She says pulling at her collar and fanning her face in mock disgust. Sol hadn’t even noticed.

“It’s no big deal, You can shower at my place, and I think I still have a set of your sweats from last Wet. Clean, of course.” Sol offers up, not wanting to waste any of her time, he knows how dedicated she’s made herself to the Garrison.

The pair trek back, retracing Sol’s earlier walk until they arrive at his home. His parents are going to be working, so they essentially have free run. All the while through the walk, Nemmie is– at least by comparison to earlier this month, in high spirits. She asks about Sol’s expeditions, and how he’s doing with his photophoner practice. She’d gifted him that very same photophoner when they were kids, and he’s kept immaculate care of it since. Sol’s glad to talk about anything non-military with her. He’s surprised when passing Cal. Nemmie sends a small, brief wave back when Cal greets Sol. It apparently surprises Cal too, as he nods back at her with a quizzical look on his face.

Once inside, Nemmie beelines immediately to the shower. Calling back to Sol that she won’t be long and to just toss the sweats in when he gets the chance. Sol makes for the kitchen, pulling out the ingredients and supplies for omelettes from the fridge and preheating the pan. Swiftly, Sol retrieves the sweats that had indeed been left when Nemmie got caught in a bad rainstorm and sheltered here, wearing some yet-to-be-returned clothes of his to get back to the Garrison when there was a break in the rainfall.

Sol approaches the bathroom door, calling out “Delivery” before momentarily cracking the door and throwing in the clothes, then going out to the kitchen again.

Benefited by the lifetimes he’s spent helping in the cafeteria kitchens, it’s a trivial thing to prepare some Xeno omelettes. So his mind comfortably wanders as he moves on autopilot. Something’s been nagging at the very cusp of his mind since he felt that chill, but he can’t pin it down. He abandons the quest when he realizes he should ask Nemmie what cheese she wants, some colony kids take issue with floatcow cheese. He rounds the corner to the hall the bathroom door is in and is greeted with a Nemmie fresh out of the shower, just starting to pull the sweater down over her slick, rugged abs, freezing him in place.

“Oh, sorry!” Nemmie blushes, tugging the sweater down over her  “I rushed out when I smelled the food” she exclaims, trying to change the subject.

“Speaking of shredded; what kind of cheese would you like on your omelette?” Sol asks, holding the pan with the nearly cooked eggs inside. He punctuates with a teasing wink. She punches his arm in answer to this teasing when she walks over. 

“Floatcow’s fine. Stars, it really does smell fantastic in here. Lucky me– having a renowned cook-off champion as a best friend.” Nemmie boasts with a grin.

After finishing the omelettes with cheese and neatly folding them, Sol leads Nemmie into the den, choosing to eat on a comfy couch. The pair wordlessly adopt an arrangement they’ve had for a long time: sat facing each other, Sol cross-legged and reclined on the arm of the sofa and Nemmie laid out with the soles of her feet pressed against his stomach. Many cartoon marathons in the lounge of the Strato were enjoyed just like this. Between bites, Nemmie heaps praise on Sol for his cooking, and wishes she had the time to learn to cook like this. Sol offers to just cook for her and Nemmie lets out a singular laugh with her mouth full.

“Imagine, my own personal chef.” she says, a lilt of joking wistfulness in her voice before swallowing.

“Marz would be so jealous.” Sol points out before taking another forkfull. Something about Sol’s comment gives Nemmie pause, her eyes dart about and blink rapidly.

“Thank you, Sol.” Nemmie’s tone shifts, growing more serious as she continues, “I know that you put a lot of effort into making sure we’re all… just– thank you. You’re the best, most caring person on this planet. And I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Her foot idly presses and rubs against his stomach.

Sol places his plate on the coffee table and gently places his hands on Nemmie’s legs, warming toward answering her sudden candour, “Nemmie is everything alright?”

She smiles somberly. Her eyes are cast down on the empty plate she’s fiddling with. She takes a few breaths before saying “Yeah. Yeah, things are… better. I’m just–” she pauses. A long moment ticks by in the measure of her breathing before she finishes her thought.

“Everything made sense to me when I was with Vace–” she puts her hands out defensively in front of her and quickly covers– “I know, I know, he was awful. But things were easy. It’s hard to describe. It’s like, I was already angry and hurting, so Vace just felt like more of the same. I could deal with it, it was just part of the norm. And I’m happier now, but– without Vace I can see how lonely I was, how alone I made myself by tying myself up in his approval, and I’m… I’m scared that the person I was– who I let myself be when I was with him…”

Sol’s squeezes on her calf, trying to silently convey his empathy, to make it more tangible to her that he was listening. Nemmie’s feet swing suddenly over the edge of the couch, she spins to her knees sending her plate clattering to the ground and her falling toward Sol, catching him in a hug. 

Her eyes are welling up, and she sniffles into Sol’s chest before continuing to speak, though the words are laden with effort to keep her tears back. “I don’t want to be that lonely person,” she manages to squeak out in a whisper. Sol’s arms went around her in reflex, and tighten now as he’s clueing into what she’s trying to say. He hushes her. Letting her know it’s ok. He lets her breathe for a moment, comforting her until he can compose what he wants to say.

“Nemmie. Nothing could change so drastically that I– or any of us for that matter– would hate you,” She wetly sniffles some more, trembling but still holding tightly.

“We know who you are, and… as bad as things seemed sometimes, we knew that it wasn’t– that it’s not who you are,” his hand cups the back of her head, stroking her hair. “We were sad, and it hurt. But I promise that we love you. And it’s because we love you that it hurt to see you acting that way.” His own words are beginning to choke in his throat, but he tries to keep it together.

“How can you know?” her question is heavy with worry.

Sol can’t tell her. Not that she’d even believe him, that he’s already grown up with them countless times, and nothing has ever truly torn them apart. They’ve strained, frayed at the edges and shown wear and tear, but the tapestry remains beautiful– mending, patches and all.

“Because I know my friends. You’ll have to trust me.” Sol offers instead, though it’s not what he wishes he could say. 

She lifts her head up to look him in the eye, though his chest is no lighter for it. Tears have left trails down her freckled and scaled cheeks. Her eyes are puffy and red and searching his. The hug tightens on her subconsciously.

“I– I do,” her voice is steady now as she answers.

Then, quite brashly and without warning– Nemmie brings her lips to Sol’s. A moment cast in the haze of elation passes before Sol gently separates her from him.

“Nemmie wait–” he’s at once cursing himself and eagerly encouraging his next words– “you’re… you’re going through a lot right now. Are you sure– I mean, I don’t want you to…”

The faintest expression of doubt passes over the face of his best friend. Sol didn’t want her to jump into something like this out of stress. Wait–

“You’re right, I’m a wreck right now,” she starts softly and straightens herself up, pushing back off of him. Sol wants to disagree with her words, but she doesn’t give him a chance. “But you’re here for me. You’ve always been there, even when I thought I didn’t want you to be.” She starts out whispering, but she reaches her hand forward, her fingers barely graze against the arms that held her, and the quiet voice dissipates as she finds her confidence. And her hand gently but firmly grasps Sol’s wrist

“I’ve been thinking about this. You’re caring, you’re funny, I–” she takes a deep breath. “I don’t feel lonely with you. You’ve been my best friend for as long as we could walk. You’ve never once forgotten my birthday. I can talk to you about anything.” Her words fluctuate in volume and tone, it’s clear that she has thought about it, but the thoughts are coming out in a random priority.

It’s adorable.

“And– you make me feel safe.” She finally exhales.

Sol’s neck hair stands on end, as he finally catches that evasive, errant thought. Or rather it rockets toward him, a collision that shakes every corner of his consciousness.

“I– I’m in love with you, Sol.” Her brilliant, purple eyes lock with his, and he feels unable to breathe.

She’s never been the one to confess–

That’s new.

And that’s all for now. I want to continue writing this, but I felt like this was a good enough point to post a Part One.

comments in good faith welcome

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THE STARS WANT BLOOD Book One: Fate

GENRE — Fantasy romance. STATUS — Being beta read! ABOUT — When Hazel Culhane slips away to the mountains for a much needed escape, their life is changed forever when it is brought to their attention that they're not just a hot mess of a mechanic but that they are actually a Constellite of Geminorum—a literal god. While grappling with their newfound divinity, they are faced with an even greater challenge yet: love, in the form of the Constellite of Virginis, Ezra Thompson. Fate has brought them together, but that same fate also intends to tear them to pieces. TROPE LIST — Friends to lovers to enemies to lovers, angst, yearning, soulmates, red string of fate, golden retriever x black cat, Scorpios are menaces, dark prophecies, fuck fate, lgbtqia+, only the most intimate of relationships/friendships in this house, astrology, loose interpretation of Greek mythos, chaotic gemini x anxious Virgo. CONTENT WARNINGS — Gore, violence, sexual content, mental illness, BDSM themes, blood, body horror, emotional trauma.

COSMOS RISING WIP Book One: Untitled

GENRE — Fantasy romance. STATUS — Brainstorming, loosely drafting. ABOUT — When esteemed dragonslayer Izrena Dewmane bites off more than she can chew and makes a mistake that should cost her her life, dragon prince Rolinas Cosmashiels III decides to make an example of her, the example being that mortals and dragonkin can coexist peacefully. Now forced to live in a castle of scaled beasts, Izrena learns that maybe he's right, and maybe they aren't so bad. Maybe, actually, they're worse. TROPE LIST — Sun x moon lovers, dragon prince brothers, enemies ➝ friends ➝ lovers ➝ enemies/your brother be lookin' kind of cute tho', she's hot and she has an axe, world's cutest gay necromancer villain, medieval vibes, bisexual disasters, found family, mental illness recovery, morally gray characters, lgbtqia+, forced proximity, anger, recovery. CONTENT WARNINGS — Violence, sexual assault (off page/historical), explicit sexual content (on page), gore, body horror, war, emotional trauma.

PHANTOMS OF WINTER

GENRE — Paranormal romance. STATUS — Brainstorming, loosely drafting. ABOUT — When Aella Lewis, girl turned ghost, finds herself trapped in her childhood home she finds that maybe being dead is actually worse than living. And as if being a stuck phantom isn't bad enough, she finds herself trapped with Kharon, Hades' esteemed ferryman and an absolute bastard of a man. A tale of healing, unexpected friendships, and love. TROPE LIST — Loose interpretation of Greek mythos, enemies to lovers, moon x mars lovers, black cat x even more feral black cat lovers, angst, smut, bisexual disasters, found family, mental illness recovery, morally gray characters, lgbtqia+, forced proximity, ghosts, anger, recovery. CONTENT WARNINGS — Unfiltered depiction of mental illness, suicide, suicidal ideation, mention off of-page self-harm, drug use/abuse, explicit (consensual) sex, emotional trauma, BDSM themes.

[yanderetrash]

I swear ill shut up about it but

It may be that im just white knighting for Kim. I completely understand and acknowledge the possibility because otherwise it would be hypocritical

But. I feel like that one post is simply unfair, purely based on information we get in canon. Now, two things. Game is mostly what *you* make of it and one single playthru may not give you sufficient information which means you will substitute stuff based on your own personal bias

First off, based on my absolutely limited and flawed understanding of the world and with the caveat that at my best i can only half pay attention, revachol is an occupied state. Previously it was a monarchy and briefly a communist state but now its basically no national government or any other state branches but rather controlled by the coalition. In text this occupation is seen as "temporary" but also as, most likely if the status quo is not (heavily) hinted to change absolutely permanent. There are foreign military forces stationed in their airspace ready to strike at any moment should they try their whole independence thing again.

So yes ok this is a state under military occupation.

The RCM answers to the coalition such as it is because unfortunately that's the boss of this country now, they have been defeated and conquered. But like, RCM literally is the "citizen's militia" (in the name), and as Kim explains it its been set in place by the citizens (yknow) to take care (hey, let's say police) their own people. The coalition is not happy with this because the RCM is a house brand, not part of their structures. Shivers tells you that there is no need for the RCM in the rich parts of (the city? Its a city state, right?) so really they are only there to help the poor. Wouldn't the rich have better protection, coalition appointed? Bro i dont know either

The RCM does pretty much anything from cleaning up the streets of garbage to performing field autopsies, and it's underfunded and understaffed, with adherence to their ranks being voluntary. Sorta like the union appointed guys only tolerated by the occupational forces

Would also like to say that maybe as an american these very strong feelings don't translate as well but im east european so brother i feel so so so much. I understand their hope and hopelessness and probably have a more mellow, affectionate view of the whole situation. Of course that's part of my personal bias the window thru which i see the whole thing but i cant help but feel im closer to the shape because of it

Now the disaster of a main character youre playing as. I have to say first and foremost that this avengers good guys vs bad guys black and white mentality is sooooo boring and seriously detrimental to everything from worldview to personal growth. Blame whatever you want to blame for it (twitter, pop media, capitalism, idk). People don't necessarily have to fit into one of these two neat boxes labeled good guy and bad guy because by god people don't. Its not a storyteller's fault that their characters are not one or the other, bro thats good writing actually.

Hes a mentally unstable drunk who carries a heavy sadness and a strong air of failure and defeat. He's an overly sensitive little man who can barely face life one day after the other medicating this sadness with alcohol and drugs in a spiral of self destruction. And he really can't let go. The case, the love of his life. It's eating him away from the inside. Like, sometimes mental illness is not cute and its not pretty.

Bit sad that if you wouldn't wanna fuck a guy or whatever then hes tossed into the bad character pile. Wonder if he was good looking how much of this shit would have been overlooked, something to think abt.

So yea, he beat the shit out of that one guy. And he wasn't fired for it. Consider this however, the issue was ongoing for years, no one could find any solution, this wreck of a man was also drunk out of his mind, the only reason he wasn't reprimanded is because tallying things up his outburst solved the case and people (not the cops i mean the people complaining abt the drunks) were happy with the result.

But two things: i dont think that him being a cop made a difference here, harry would have done the same thing had he not been a cop but in the same mental state

And two, Kim would have never ever done this. I mean, no one else did all these years. It wasn't a strategy, it was a drunk's outburst

And three, harry felt very guilty afterwards (i know this doesnt excuse anything but does say something about him, no?), so much so he drunk himself into a mini mind wiping stupor. "Those two cases weighed heavily on you"

Lets be serious here, we've all met this person. Or could imagine this person. It makes me incredibly sad. Imagine to have to wake up being that person every day, i couldnt do it

Now onto the other guy. Completely agreed that Kim would walk around with any tolerate harrys whims if he wasnt a cop. I mean, why would he? I dont think they would even interact at all. The game wouldn't have happened. Null point.

His apprehension to interact with children is completely explained in game, and its not because hes an asshole but i think it would be better to just play the game and find out.

Besides, its not just harry hes patient and understanding with, its everyone. He plays second fiddle to your whims because you would play as Kim if that wasnt the case, but he never appears as anything but compassionate and understanding. He offers a prayer to the dead man. He treats the murderer with compassion. He agrees that letting Ruby go was the right choice and is heavily impacted by the loss of life after the tribunal. Maybe the choices made in game may affect the way he reacts (and honestly ive only done two playthrus so i dont know if hes secretly a bitch if you become fascist or something)

Sure hes a tiny little guy sometimes too rational for his own good, a cynic and a skeptic. Bit of a killjoy. But he's not an irredeemable asshole, and he's not a flawless saint either. He's a funny little weirdo and of course you want to please him since he's likeable and has an opinion on what you do (then again when games give me a little guy with opinions i always want to please them so maybe im not the best person to answer this one)

I think its very easy for strong feelings to swing from one side to the other (from love to hate) but i still don't believe this game is in any shape or form an allegory for modern day america or a commentary on the police institution in the US. Maybe its a bit of cultural dissonance at play. I dont know the remedy sad as it is because im not affected by it