#the worst part is that if he was the same level of unhinged but like less commitment issues i could absolutely match his freak

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[elsa-fogen]

Oh, Husk and Alastor?

Their dynamic is also pretty interesting, they kinda feel like two people who everyone thinks gets along great and are the best of friends. While in reality their friendship is fueled but a fire born from their hatred. They just have many decent moments and have a easy time understanding each other, through they often use that information to serve a selfish endeavor.

Like Alastor would mess with Husk, tease him and Husk would tell Al to get his act together so that he(Husk) doesn't have to deal with some sort of fallout (ref. when Mimzy comes by)

In general, I feel like they do get along really well, but they are in no way friends. Kinda like how you can get along well with your boss, but wouldn't really consider them a friend. And you wouldn't really want them to involve themselves in your life, but that doesn't stop Alastor. (Social conversions? What's that)

This also makes me curious, wonder what kind of dynamic Husk has with Rosie, or rather, how do you think Rosie sees Husk? Just like a pet Alastor has? Or does she actually see the person that is there? (Leaning more towards her not really seeing Husk more than a errand boy or pet of Alastor)

Though it would be fun if the first time Husk meet Rosie he thought that she might actually be willing to help him because she gives of the energy of being a very kind person around people she cares about (aka Alastor). So he tries to talk to her without Alastor present and he finally understands how they get along so well, they are both the same kind of crazy ᵔᵜᵔ

So, um- what are your thoughts on the dynamic between Alastor and Husk?

HEEEHEHHE YOU GOT ME A REASON TO TALK ABOUT MY FRESH HEADCANON ABOUT THEIR RELATIONSHIPS

OKAY SO!!

I saw a theory that Husk had children when he was alive. Keep that in mind, it's a secret tool we wanna use later

So, little bit about Alastor. He is not the guy who owns many souls. In fact, he doesn't own any (well... i have some headcanons, but it's for another time). The only soul he has is Niffty, and she's... she's whole another level.

So one day Alastor get's Husk's soul in posession and he has no idea what to do with him. Their contract is basically "you'll have to do anything i order you" but it doesn't set any boundaries for Husk. So he can insult Alastor, argue with him and so on. The only thing he cant is to try to kill Alastor, but it's obvious.

So, Alastor's just... drags him around, and Husk has to just be there all the time, and watch Alastor do stupid shit without thinking, being manipulated by Mimzy into some shenanigans and so on, because he's too powerful, kinda don't afraid of anything and little bit unhinged. And Husk is trying to be that voice of sanity for Alastor (and maybe Niffty). Like in canon, he tries to warn Alastor about Mimzy nd at some point seems genuinely worried about him. Just a bit. And also, in that scene in final song, when Alastor appears again, Husk doesn't seem happy but still goes for group hug.

I think he sees Alastor as a child he has to babysit, but the child is so spoiled, that he doesn't give a shit about his warnings. Maybe Al reminds him of his own children at some degree. And so Husk is attached to Alastor in some weird unhealthy way, he cares about him and tries to protect, even if it pointless.

The worst part of it is that Alastor doesn't see him more than funny fluffy cat-guy-pet. He almost never takes him seriously and doesn't listen to what he says. So Husk may try to reach out to Rosie, to make her to reason with Alastor. But she's basiclly "i could fix him, but whatever is wrong with him is way funnier". I think she listens to Husk's worries about another Alastor's scheme, but she also trusts Alastor? I mean, she belives that he'll be fine. But if something seems to dangerous, she can agree and talk to Alastor.

After all, Husk was an overlord, and i think Rosie could know him before he made a deal with Alastor. So, i think she doesn't think of Husk as just Al's pet, she knows who he is. After all, not every sinner can become an overlord. But still,

So, last thing. I saw that one comic where after episode 5 Alastor admits that Husk was right about Mimzy and i really love this thought. I think Alastor also likes Husk's presence at some degree. Maybe they could build something healtier, maybe Alastor, after losing part of his powers, would listen to Husk more. But still it's all fucked up while Alastor owns his soul.

And also, i'd really love to see something of just Alastor, Husk and Niffty getting into some shenanigans together, this would be so much fun. Al and Niff who are just 2 unhinged gremlins and Husk who's done with their shit, but still cares about them and can't just leave, and it's not because of the deal. Like i imagine when husk is trying to reason with Alastor that he's about do something stupid and dangerous and Alastor's like well i don't force you to follow us this time, but Husk still goes with them because who else would watch after these two idiots?

So i think, i get your point about them!

[recurring-polynya]

Hi! I know you don't write her very often, but I love your Unohana. I don't know if this is an extra scene request, exactly, but re: your Renji joins squad 4 au, you've mentioned that he's probably seen Unohana's bankai. How would that even go down, and how unhinged would Unohana get? In this au, does Renji ever learn more about Unohana or does she just skirt around the topic forever? (If this is a no go then no need to publish, or, heck, even if it's fine I'm a nervous wreck just sending this)

I really did try to stick to the prompt this time, but it ended up being more about what Unohana knows about Renji, instead of the other way around. Thanks, queen who gives us nothing!! Anyway, here you go, just a lil story about a very normal relationship between a guy and his very hinged captain.

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(This takes place between Part 1 and Part 2) TW: Blood. Lots.

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Unohana Retsu looked on, gently, but attentively, as her Fifth Seat poured her a cup of tea.

He had hands that were meant to grip a sword. Long fingered, knobbly knuckled, criss-crossed with scars, not a few of which she had given him herself. Nevertheless, his pour was steady, graceful, even.

"I know that you and Third Seat Kira are friends," she said, "so I suspect you've already heard the news."

Fifth Seat Abarai waited until he had placed the teapot back on the tray before responding.

"About his offer from the Third?"

Retsu nodded. "He told me this morning that he had accepted it."

Abarai nodded back, as if he was confirming the information to himself. "He told me he was gonna. I wouldn't--" He stopped himself and cleared his throat before continuing. "It's not a position I think I would like, but he seems excited about it."

"It's been wonderful having him here," Retsu observed, "but I've known for a long time that the Fourth wasn't a home for him."

Abarai's brows furrowed momentarily. Retsu wondered if he objected to this characterization of Kira, or if perhaps he was pondering a different unstated implication. "I guess you don't want me to try to talk him out of it, then." Or maybe he was just trying to figure out what any of this had to do with him.

Retsu took a sip of her tea. It was too hot, slightly oversteeped and worst of all, had a strange phantom sweetness to it. How?? They were her own tea leaves. She had watched him brew it. How did he do it? She placed her teacup back down on the table again. "I want you to take his seat."

Abarai blinked at her for a moment, owlish behind his thick-rimmed glasses. "Can't, ma'am. I haven't passed my Level 12 Kaidou Certification. Third Seat has to be able to run the Relief Station if you and Lieutenant Kotetsu get called away. And I don't think you should make an exception for me. Not for this."

The Fourth Division had a rigid set of exams and certifications that qualified its members for various positions. Retsu was not in the habit of granting exemptions generally, but Abarai wasn't the sort of person that rules were made for.

He was hardly her first involuntary transfer. Retsu was all-too aware of her squad's reputation as a dumping ground for underperforming shinigami. In his first three months at the Fourth, Abarai had cast zero kaidou, avoided three-quarters of his medical shifts, and submitted sixty-two transfer requests (Retsu still sometimes wondered about four that had come in on the same day. She never asked him about it. It must have been a Hell of a Tuesday.)

Exactly one month after she made him a deal--if he actually started trying, she would arrange for Isane to give him swordfighting lessons, and promised to transfer him if he was still unhappy at the end of a year--Twelfth Seat Aoga came to her and in a hushed voice told he that he thought Abarai might be a prodigy.

"Prodigy" wasn't exactly the right word for it. Abarai was just good with bones. Aside from herself, Retsu had four medics who could perform a full skeletal reconstruction, all senior officers, brilliant surgeons with distinguished tenures. Now, she had a fifth who couldn't otherwise heal a skinned knee. Everything he did was like that, though, backwards and out of sorts. He was excellent at chest compressions and setting bones and anything that required physical strength, but he struggled with the basic healing spells most people learned at the Academy. Long before he could do an anesthetic or antiseptic kaidou, the trauma surgeons were squabbling over him, simply because he was an incredible battery. When he couldn't get the hang of the common cold relief kaidou, he dug up one of Kirinji's horrible old techniques from somewhere in the depths of the library. It had been developed for highly infectious diseases that shinigami sometimes brought back from the deep Rukon and involved using your own immune system to turbo-charge the patient's. (Retsu had forbidden its use because there was a high probability of fatal backslash on the healer. Abarai usually just ran a high fever for a day or two afterward.)

That was all years ago, though. Abarai had grown into a perfectly competent healer. He wasn't the fastest or the most delicate, and his flesh healing still had a tendency to leave scars, but if there was one thing he excelled at, it was keeping people alive. No one could figure out exactly how he did it, or replicate his technique, but he was exceptionally good at pulling people back from the brink.

The real reason, though, she'd started giving him the exceptions that let him take on shift supervisor roles before he had the healing qualifications, was that Abarai was a natural leader in exactly the way that many of her subordinates were not. He had steel nerves. He was decisive in a crisis. He had a loud voice and people listened to him.

But shift supervisor wasn't the same as Third Seat.

"I agree," she said. "But I think you can get that certification. You've come a long way since we made our deal, Fifth Seat Abarai."

Abarai's cheeks colored, and he took a quick slug of his tea to cover his embarrassment. "I think I've pretty well held up my end of that bargain," he managed with a sheepish grin. "Level 12 Kaidou certification seems a little beyond what I agreed to."

"You have already gone quite far past what you agreed to," Retsu acknowledged. "But why stop now? You're hoping to make vice-captain yourself someday, aren't you?" She didn't point out that he was perfectly capable of passing the vice-captain's exam any time he chose to take it. He must be aware of this; he'd spent the better part of a year helping Kira through his own preparations.

Retsu chanced another sip of the tea while she waited for him to answer. It had not improved.

Abarai sucked his teeth for a long moment, then sighed in defeat. "There's a self-healing portion on the Level 12. I can't do it. I've tried and tried, but I got nothing. Can't heal a single scratch if it's on my body. Ask Kira, he's given up on me."

Retsu stared at him in amazement. "That can't be true. Everyone knows that your healing system--"

Abarai shook his head and shrugged expansively. "It's all involuntary. I'm a fast healer, but I got nothing to do with it. No kaidou involved."

Impossible. Abarai wasn't just a fast healer. His recovery ability, both in speed and magnitude, was a topic of hot speculation among her top officers. The very specific circumstances where his kaidou was above average were generally attributed to some form of leveraging off his own natural talents. She herself, who was quite familiar with his zanpakutou, had long assumed that it had a secondary healing aspect. Nevertheless, she had also assumed--

"Last week," she said, more curtly than she had intended, "when the Eleventh's Third Seat put his spear through your shoulder--"

"I mean, I cleaned it and bandaged it," Abarai admitted it. "Then I just slept it off."

And had been on shift eight hours later. Retsu closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "What do you do after our spars, Fifth Seat? That thigh wound I gave you last time. The one you said 'only looked bad.'"

"Oh, yeah. That was a poor judgment on my part. Kira and I were sposed to go out later, though, so he. Uh. Found me passed out from blood loss in the hallway and gave me a patch-up. I woulda woken up eventually, if he hadn't! My body is very good at making blood!"

Retsu gathered her inner serenity. Abarai was not, by far, the most worrisome of her officers, but she had to worry about him in very different ways than her other officers. "Don't you find it strange," she said slowly, "that you have so much natural ability at healing, and yet you're unable to take control of the process yourself? That's all it is--a matter of mind over reishi."

Abarai's eyes clouded, and he looked away. "I know. It should be. But it's certainly not the first time something about my healing doesn't make any damn sense."

"That's not true," Retsu reminded him. "Everything about your healing makes sense. For you." She knew he didn't like it when she brought these things up. He was more willing to talk to Isane about feelings-related things, and Retsu was usually content to leave it between the two of them. But there were times where more directness was necessary. "It's a mental block, most likely."

"It's quite common to not be able to heal yourself, actually," Abarai prattled back emptily, a notch too loud, as though he hadn't heard her at all. "Most people got something or other they just can't do, right? That's why that 12th level certification is so rare! But you know who does have one?"

Retsu narrowed her eyes at him. Of course she knew.

"I'm sure Fourth Seat Iemura's been looking forward to Kira leaving for a long time," Abarai went on. "He'd be pretty mad at me for leap-frogging him, I think." As if Abarai didn't drive Fourth Seat Iemura to the edge of apoplexy on a daily basis, primarily by the mere crime of existing. "Besides," he said, sincerity returning to his voice, along with a slight edge of desperation, "now's not a good time for me to be thinking about exams. I'm so close to bankai, I can almost touch it. I know it."

Retsu knew it, as well. And she knew that his goals were not her goals. His earlier point had been well made--he had been more than fair to her.

"I understand," she said. "I have been thinking about that, as well, you know. There's a special training I have been considering, but I wasn't sure you were ready to get serious about it."

Abarai's eyes widened. "Really? I mean--I am! I really am! I'm ready!"

Retsu smiled sweetly at him. "In that case…when is your next day off?"

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Abarai was quiet from the time they left the eastern gate of the Seireitei shortly after dawn on Saturday morning. Isane and Kira both had a habit of getting very chatty about nature whenever Retsu took them out of the city to train. It wasn't just the lack of conversation, though. Straining her ears, Retsu could still barely hear Abarai's footfalls. Despite his size, the leaves and branches rustled no more at his passing than at her own.

It was easy to think of him as a city boy. After decades in the Seireitei, Abarai's accent had been worn down to an occasional colorful expression, although it occasionally flared back to life when he was putting an unruly patient from the Eleventh in their place. He knew every street of the Seireitei, though, could name every player on the city football team. He was generally a cheerful and boisterous presence around the Coordinated Relief Station. You tended to hear him before you saw him.

Retsu knew as well as anyone, though, that you could change yourself on the outside, but you never really lost the old versions of yourself. You just covered them over, like an oyster creating a pearl. And she knew well what lay at the center of Abarai's soul. She had been to the deepest depths of the Rukon. Places where reality became thin, where time looped back on itself. Most Souls didn't survive long there, and those that did were…something else.

Abarai had grown up at the frayed edge of Soul Society. Still within the borders. Still in a place that resembled civilization, she reminded herself. He was the soul of a human child who had died and taught himself survive against all odds, a soul who had learned to move silently through the woods and chose to fight with tooth and claw for every drop of blood in his body. He wasn't a monster-boy created out of the bloody, ragged edges of Soul Society itself, the love of fighting made into the shape of a person. He just reminded her of one sometimes.

The sun was high in the sky when Retsu found a place that she felt would do. A wide, grassy clearing was ringed by a stand of stately pines. They were tall, but the trees were still young by the standards of Soul Society. Younger than her. She and Abarai set their packs off to one side, took a drink of water, did some stretches.

"You said we were doing something special?" Abarai asked as they lay on their backs, each hugging one knee to their chest.

"Hmm," said Retsu, switching legs. "Maybe that was a lie."

He turned his head to look at her.

"An exaggeration," she clarified. "It's not that special. We're just going to fight."

He narrowed his eyes at her, clearly not buying this.

"You've already done most of the preparatory work," she explained. "You're strong enough. You've fully mastered your shikai. You can externalize your zanpakutou spirit." She stretched both legs out in front of her and sat up. "All that is left is to convince them that you need it. You need a challenge. A rock to crash up against, something that will break you to pieces without their intervention."

Abarai sat up and frowned. "I thought that was what fighting Captain Kuchiki was for."

"That's theoretical," Retsu replied. "You need something more imminent. You could go fight him, I suppose. I am not sure Zabimaru would be sympathetic to your cause."

Abarai stuck out his lower lip. "I'm pretty sure they wouldn't."

"It's no matter," Retsu said, rising to her feet. "That's never been your plan anyway, remember?"

Abarai nodded. "Right. You're right. Gettin' ahead of myself, as usual. Captain Kuchiki's had his bankai for ages. I need to master mine before I can face him. Which means I gotta get it, first."

What was it like, Retsu wondered, to be so impossibly young? To have so much laid out before you, to want so badly. She could hardly remember it.

"Just so," she said, striding to the center of the clearing. "And to do that, you will fight me."

Abarai rolled to his feet in a smooth motion. "I've fought you before," he grinned.

"I haven't been serious before," she replied, drawing her zanpakutou and examining it in the sunlight. There was an eagerness in her sword today, one she hadn't felt in a long time. "Are you ready?"

"Sure," said Abarai, "whenever you are. Look, there's really nothing special about this? Just a regular ol' fight? There's nothing you want me to focus on or try to--"

"Try," Retsu replied, " not to die. Bankai." The blade of her zanpakutou began to loosen and sag, dripping between her fingers to form a thick pool of blood-like ooze around her feet. "Minazuki."

If this were Kira, or perhaps even Isane, she would have given them a moment, let the impact sink in. But this was Abarai, who had grown up on the edges of the world, breathing violence into his lungs like spores, letting it spread through his blood and marrow and bloom from his skin. He blocked most the first volley of Minazuki's blood whips before his sword was even fully from its sheath. She still got in a good lash across one cheek, another against his calf. He had Zabimaru unsealed in time for the second round, and managed to block it completely. Minazuki was fast, though, too fast for Renji's shikai. The third attack hit before Zabimaru could reorient, severing the elbow tendon. Next, both knees. His legs hadn't finished buckling beneath him when she laid a deep gash across his gut, and one on the chest to match.

The wounds were carefully chosen. They both knew it. Immobilized and laid open, a sure death by exsanguination. Well. A probable death. Retsu stepped closer and placed the tip of her sword at his throat. His superhuman will to survive might be able to regenerate blood fast enough to keep pace with the torso wounds, but she didn't think that even he could outlive a slashed throat. Minazuki's ooze slithered around them, fencing in the growing lake of blood that poured from his body, soaking into her socks and sandals. "If you yield," she said, "I will heal you."

Stubborn as ever, Abarai tried to prop himself up on his good arm, which caused a fresh gush of dark liquid to fall out of him. Retsu waited. The arm failed him. He fell back down in his puddle again, then rolled onto his back. "After you heal me," he groaned, "can we go again?"

"No," replied Retsu. "That will be it for today."

Abarai was silent for a long time.

"Renji," she said. "You need to make a call. The patient is dying."

An angry growl rattled through his chest. "Save 'im," he finally sighed. "I yield. Whatever."

Retsu flicked a hand, and ropy tentacles of Minazuki clambered up onto him, sealing over his wounds with loud, wet slaps.

Abarai squeezed his eyes shut for a long moment and made a distressed noise in his throat. After the initial discomfort passed, one eye opened and swiveled to regard her. "This is just Minazuki's usual goop, ain't it?" he wheezed. "Does it change? Between fighting and healing? Chemistry-like?"

"Is now really the time to be thinking about this?" Retsu asked. She didn't usually use Minazuki's bankai form to heal people, and honestly had never thought about it much. Also, unlike Abarai, who practically had a summer home there, she, herself had never spent much time in Shikai-Minazuki's stomach.

"If I only get to fight you for twenty seconds at a time, I gotta learn as much as I can from it," Abarai said, closing his eyes again. Retsu's heart thumped in her chest. He wasn't anything like any of her other children, not even the lost one she kept trying to make him into, and for a brief moment, she loved him more than she could stand.

"When can we do this again?" he finally asked.

"Next week, if you like. If you feel ready to go again."

He let out an irritated whine, or possibly a whimper of pain. "Took…two hours to walk out here," he said, sounding more than a little petulant. "This is really how it's gonna be?"

"Yes," she said. "I don't like to release my bankai where people can feel it. This is how it's going to be."

He was quiet, and they both listened to Minazuki glorp and blorble away at his injuries for a few minutes.

"I need to fight your bankai to get bankai, but I'm gonna need a bankai if I'm gonna last long enough to figure out what kinda bankai I need to fight yours," he mumbled, more to himself than to her.

"Well," she said, "you only have to yield if you want me to heal you. If you want to heal yourself, I'll give you as many time-outs as you want."

Abarai's eyes shot open and his head rolled to the side, so he could regard her fully. "Time-outs?"

She nodded sweetly. "Mm-hmm."

"If I…I if heal. Myself." He took a deep breath, closed his eyes again, and rolled his head back to face the sky. "Fuck." Another deep breath. "Sorry for the language, ma'am."

"Don't worry about it," she replied. "And I know you can do it. I believe in you."

[widowshill]

Roger w 11 and 12

UNHINGED CHARACTER ASKS.

11. Forget the sex or die trope. This character must attempt to rob a bank or they will die. Do they succeed/how much do they get? (If you have extra time, what’s their plan? Who is their crew?)

for all that Roger generally flounders trying to cover up his involvement in a crime in the pen arc, he is very well motivated by desperation, and this is the guy who masterminded a decent scheme to keep himself out of jail, and that went undisputed for a decade. so! I'm going to say succeed, but this isn't going to be Lupin iii levels of heist

importantly, he's going to act mostly alone, rather than with a whole crew — he can't let Liz know he's a common bankrobber, that's mortifying. Burke would be the best choice of partner (and pre-accident, he'd almost certainly pick burke) but that's inviting a lifetime of holding that over his head or extorting him for it. he could twist Carolyn or Vicki's arms into helping him, but they'd probably talk, and David, while a great kid to have with you on a heist, would probably extort him worse than Burke.

I really have two different answers, depending on what part of the show we're in. in the beginning, I think he'd pick on Joe: he's muscle, generally obedient, and Roger can use his working for the family to hold over him, and importantly, he won't talk because to do so would sacrifice his own pristine reputation. he also might be convinced for a share of the money (to marry/take care of Maggie) and Joe, while usually morally sound, has been persuaded before to take up nefarious grave robbing when he thought it was necessary to help the family.

The basic plan would be to use the leverage of his name to get them to open up the bank after hours — i.e. that Liz wants something from the family vault, and he's fetching it (because she's still in Liz Jail) and they have to have it now because of whatever excuse — mostly, because Collinsport runs on the Collins Whim. That ensures the least amount of witnesses possible, and probably only one employee, and a pretty safe getaway. He'd make sure plenty of people in the Blue Whale heard him say he was heading to the bank, which could supply any number of possible suspects.

Roger would then use his charm on the poor teller, and get him to open up whatever (I'm assuming this is just the local bank, so not a huge institution with complicated security, there's probably only one vault). then, enter Joe, in some kind of mask, knock out Roger to make things look good (which he has always wanted to do), and either knock out the teller or just intimidate him (since this is Joe, probably the latter) until he gets away with however much he can fit in a seabag.

It's not gonna take long for the Collinsport police to get there because they're like. two minutes away. so it's important that he hurts Roger pretty significantly, such that the teller is motivated to get him to the hospital before he calls the police. (again. Joe has dreamed of times like these). stash the money in Roger's trunk, and he can make it to the Evanses within a few minutes, who will supply a solid alibi that he was there with Maggie the whole night. Roger, when he comes to, will of course refuse medical care, and insist on driving himself back to Collinwood, where Patterson can question him at his convenience. By which time, one hopes, he'd have already put the money in some little secret compartment, and the worst thing he has to worry about is David finding it.

but that's all if this is pre-Barnabas. post? of course he's robbing a bank with his bestie Julia, who a) loves to do a little crime, b) has the most braincells of anyone, and c) has the powers of hypnosis and milf audacity on her side. the basic premise is the same, because they still don't want any extra witnesses if they can help it, but let Jules hypnotize the guy at the bank and they can both get away with significant chunks of money, with very little suspicion cast on either of them. It's still possible that Roger's car could be noticed, which is probably the most vulnerable spot in their getting suspected — it'd be pretty essential that Julia didn't erase his memory of their being there entirely, even let Roger make whatever withdrawal he was going to before the hypnosis, so that when he's questioned he remembers both of them making a normal visit and leaving.

12. This character suddenly finds themself on the titanic. Do they survive?

probably! first and foremost, Roger is basically indestructible. people have tried to kill him many times and he's emerged each time with a few scratches from things he definitely should have died from, or at least been severely injured by. and a Collins can't die from a sinking ship in the middle of the frozen ocean. please. it's in his genes. he's cursed to be a miserable maritime survivor.

but, more seriously: it's likely Roger would be a first class passenger, which means his odds of survival are much better, even if, on the whole, not many men survived. he's also, well. selfish. and entirely willing to make sure he gets on the lifeboat instead of a woman or child he doesn't know. he may not have any joie de vivre to speak of, but when the chips are down, he's preserving his own skin.

for the sake of hypothetical, I'm going to say that he didn't sail on his own, but went with the rest of his family. having David also increases his chances of survival, even if David would much rather just push him overboard, since parents with children held priority over childless adults. today, he is a loving father that cannot bear to be separated from his beloved son. tomorrow, who knows.

there's also the fact that Liz wouldn't let him drown. she'd pull him bodily out of the water if she had to. there's being willing to sell your brother for one corn chip; and then there's Liz facing the prospect of her baby brother, a Collins, dying a slow, miserable, awful death. so she'd do, or say, whatever she had to to get him in that boat with her and Carolyn and David, she wouldn't leave Roger behind.

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Noticed that Jason’s loneliness shows itself when he trying to get in others’ heads. His interest in others’ capacity for the same kind of ruthlessness he’s grown into made me wonder how you think that would relate to the last ask you had about Batfam members who would reach out to him or understand him. For example, Barbara Gordon surrounds herself with people who keep her from going to dark waters. Do you think he would pick and prod at those vulnerabilities to bring her down to his level or do you think his respect for her would keep him from doing that? That interest is what I think would put others off him. Stephanie. Cassandra. Dick.

thank you for such an interesting question!

jason and loneliness: i think he has a strong preference for solitude and that he is actually pretty good about reaching out when he wants company. the ways he reaches out are often dramatic and unhinged, and he will lead with whatever indirect message he thinks will get his foot in the door before he reads the mood and determines if he is safe enough to open up. so it is a toss up whether he will get the companionship and support he wants. but he is good at starting the convo or conflict, whichever it turns out to be this time. he is like a cat that knocks your shit over and then when you scold them jumps on your lap and starts purring and making biscuits.

his enthusiasm at others’ capacity for darkness: everyone acts like jason is uniquely violent but he knows these people are no better than him. jason is discerning in his application of violence! i think regardless of whether he killed garzonas or not he learned what unintended consequences are from the aftermath (the dad’s revenge quest) and so he is pretty deliberate and calculating about that stuff now. all that being said the appeal in seeing other people act on their ruthlessness is to get it to click for them that they dont have anything over him. not everyone would have made the choice to kill captain nazi but everyone can feel ok about him being dead. jason would like for people to get off their high horse and admit it. he has always felt unfairly judged going back to being a kid taken off the streets and dropped into old money luxury, he can never shake the indignity of it, it is just for a different perceived flaw this time. plus like it speaks to the traumatized little boy who as a matter of survival needed to know how the people he was forced to rely on would respond in the worst case scenario. so of course he wants to be prepared for what level of danger he’ll see from them when the tides turn and he’s on the opposing side.

would he try to expose that dark tendency? maybe. i think if something arose that called the more upstanding comic book morality into question he would observe and take note. in some situations he will pointedly remark about how ineffective the dubiously legal vigilante shit is. he is a mouthy guy and his convictions are solid so he cant stop himself sometimes. he knows that not everyone is him and not everyone could live with the choices he has made but he doesn’t think that gives them a right to condemn him. it does not mean they can impose their perspective onto him or expect him to cede and conform for their sake.

for all that we love jason and connect to his story he is an off putting asshole at times. there is a part of him that wants to drag people over to where he is but i think he would rather keep them in his life than be right about them. for me a jason story doesn’t work if he has to constantly overcome his own worldview and ingrained morals to match up to what others want him to be. if it is gonna work i need more flexibility and open mindedness from bat adjacent people.

i dont have much in the way of specific character thoughts here other than he really does let his insecurity take a front seat when it comes to dick and ik it is an elseworld but in dc vs vampires when it was revealed dick was the vamp king jason’s reaction was very telling, also like brothers in blood.

[frostyreturns]

Frosty Ruins Bros

This is one of those movies that you know even before it begins that it will devolve entirely into politics and that most of them wont even have anything to do with being gay. I was prepared for the worst, but I wasn't even prepared for this overly hamfisted political rambling to happen within the first minute of the movie. You do not even have the premise of the movie introduced before the writers have already complained about "cis straight white men." And less than two minutes into the movie they are already promoting the idea of gay books for kids.

But it's not all bad I do have to give the writers credit for honesty, early on there are some very mask off lines. For example a producer is trying to make a gay romcom (because everything has to be meta and self aware now) and says that love is love and gays are basically the same as straight couples and the gay character says that that was just propaganda to get straight people to tolerate and accept gays because in reality gay couples are absolutely nothing like straight couples.

They also admit it's an inherently more sexually deviant lifestyle and to mock the idea that gay couples are just like everyone else they do a joke where a gay couple calls their parents to tell them about introducing a third person into their sex lives like as though they were making a baby announcement. Credit where its due that was kinda funny, I think maybe we've gotten to the point where these people are so out of touch with reality they don't realize the message they are communicating. They've gotten so pushy and so comfortable that suddenly the propaganda of the past needs to be thrown out, because we've reached the period of subversion where their constant desire for representation and validation has superceded the need to cling to lies that helped them achieve that level of comfort. It's not enough that there's a gay person in every show...we need the gay person in every show to be a deranged overlypolitical sex lunatic and an unlikeable chode or else it's not accurate representation.

It's weird to see the main character playing a character who isn't an over the top cartoon, like he played in parks and rec, It's offputting. And he's not a good actor he's ill suited for this role, they even make a comment along this line by saying a gay guy playing a gay guy isn't acting…no shit, but they do it in a meta selfcongratulatory way because they actually cast gay men to play gay men. So they are essentially celebrating choosing gay people over actors...in a movie...and it shows because the acting is terrible. You get the impression he's being himself half the time and when he's not you can tell painfully clearly he's acting… his line deliveries seem forced and off tempo…it's like watching a hallmark movie if it was written by degenerate retards. It doesn't help that the main character isn't a person he's just a recepticle for the variety of ranting and political speeches that the writers want to make. Honestly it's like someone read a tumblr thread of the most incoherent unhinged gay people ranting and then thought how can i turn that into movie dialogue…and then quit halfway and said good enough.

Speaking of offputting a lot of what they expect to be comedy just comes off as empty and deeply sad. Like the part where he tries to have an anonymous meetup with a stranger but has to take a picture of his ass first and cuts himself shaving and freaks out because now "he can't shit or have sex"…am I supposed to be laughing. It's like a darker Judd Apatow movie but they took out the comedy the relatability and the redeeming qualities.

And the dialogue is what you would expect, it's incoherent nonsense, they do make an attempt to poke fun at themselves by having social justice arguments and debating who needs more representation displaying the ridiculousness of the ideas but even so it just comes off as annoying and tiresome. This movie is exhausting to listen to. If I wanted to hear someone complain that they say faggot in a movie from ten years ago I'd check myself for brain damage.

the movie is also just gross, they play romantic music while two dudes speedrun through a bunch of weird fetishes and do drugs. It's soft porn, it's as graphic as it can be without showing any actual sex. On that basis alone I highly recommend not watching it.

All of that aside the b plot that's just there to be backdrop for the "romance" is the opposite of interesting…not just uninteresting…it is as far from it as you can possibly be. Unless what you find interesting is a very unlikeable gay dude trying to produce a lincoln is gay exhibit in a gay museum. They spend half the movie complaining about gay representation not being good enough because it's too sanitized and hallmark but then use all the same cheesy cliches but just add in needless nauseating raunch. Like imagine American Pie but there's no jokes and everyone is in their mid 30's.

I can't even review the plot more than that because it's just so boring and pointless, it doesn't matter what happens because it's not interesting and you don't care...and it's very predictable.

The battle cry of the movie was that gays are not nice clean cut normal people like you or I and are actually messy obnoxious douchebags who lead hollow lives that are almost entirely fueled by degenerate, cold, mostly anonymous and awkward sex. To which I say...sure, duly noted. Now you might be thinking hey that's just your interpretation because you're a homophobe, to you I say that you give the movie too much credit, you assume the themes would be delivered with subtlety and would be open to interpretation...this is not the case. I know those are the themes because the characters in the movie told me over and over again that those were the themes.

It's not as bad as bottoms was but it's still one of the worst movies I've ever watched. After having watched it the accusations of "homophobia" being the only reason people didn't like this or want to see it sounds extra dishonest because it wasn't just a bad movie it was abysmal in every way possible. I feel like I need a shower after watching this.

F

[popculturebuffet]

Next up for Warner Bros Animation, favorite character from the 1996-2001 half of the Kids WB era of shows: Superman the Animated Series, Road Rovers, Waynehead, The New Batman Adventures, Histeria, Pinky, Elmyra & the Brain, Batman Beyond, Detention, Static Shock, and The Zeta Project?

Superman TAS: Toyman. The comics still haven't been able to match this verison: creepy design, fun gimicks and a geninly unsettling nature. The show itself is great. Not quite on the same level as BTAS, but still a great distalation of one of the greatest heroes of all.

Road Rovers: Reviewed a bunch of this and honestly forgot it. No faviorite character bu ta decent fun action show

Waynehaed: Haven't seen it and still marvel that this exists The New Batman Adventures: Dont' have a faviorite only because I haven't seen enough, but serum lake (Who I mentiond last time) has my intrest piqued. That said what I have seen is pretty good: the show is diffrent from btas, from what I found out from said videos embracing the camp a bit more. A solid followup.

Histeria: I've only seen the one episode but it's one I need to seek out as hot damn is Histeria fun. Funny, eductational and jam packed it's a damn shame this series was basically abandoned by WB and has been mostly buired as it's on par with tiny tunes and animaniacs. Defentily could use a reboot.

Pinky, Elmyra and the Brain:

Yeah this is like hysteria one I only saw for a review and once was enough. It's what happens when execs don't realize this idea had already been mocked and somehow make it worst. Larry at least is funny entirely for the great meta punchline of just how little he fits. Elmyra... is an awful character already. I respect Tiny Toons Looniversity for rebooting her properly, making her just as cutesy but now a slightly unhinged animal photographer instead of an animal abuser. I didn't know it was possible and it's clear they woudln't of tried had fans not complained so much Elmyra was gone

But the orignal.. is a bad character. She just is. Cree Summer does her best but Elmyra is abusive, annoying and just not fun to watch. Pinky tormenting brain works because he's likeable.. Elmyra isn't. I'm baffled this series was on hulu but Freakazoid wasn't.

Batman Beyond: (techno music intensifies) Terry himself might just win this as a fun character who serves as a nice contrast to bruce. The series itself is one I badly need ot revisit as I don't remember how fucked up it was (Thanks again serum lake) or how spider-man it was, but I do remember liking what I saw as a kid and later in college on the hub, and I like how unique it is. From what I can tell the comics have yet to truly capture the spirit of it. All the props to Glen Murkami who thanks to said videos I keep mentoning I found out is the reason we got this: Superman and NBA were canceled abrubtly to make a teen batman show and not wanting to A) throw out continuity or B) leave the show to someone worse they came up with a new legacy batman... but it was Glen's excellent designwork that really got them excited, creating a blade runner future with fresh villians, a spider-man flair and a true succsor to the bat. This show is one of the DCAU's most unique and best.

Detention; I don't know the motherfucker

Static Shock: Yeah this block is pretty much all DCAU. Rubberband Man is the faviorite here. I love his redemption arc, romance with Static's sister and dyslexia episode. I don't have it myself but it's well done and as someone who DOES have a disablity (autisim and disgraphia), I felt seen anyway. The show itself has been awesome any time i've revisited it, giving Dwayne McDuffie room to do what the DCAU (which it got made part of eventuallys), does best: strip down the glut in the continuity (as little as static had being from milestone and all), and make the characters their best self. The result is a fun well paced action series with some well grounded moments. The seris can both have Shaq guest star and have an episodes about gun violence and racisim and both fit. I also marked out as a kid seeing the justice league crossover, but more on that soon.

The Zeta project: Haven't really seen this one , here it's good. ti's the odd man out in the dcau as it's the only one not based on anything prexisting. Still seems worth a look and I wish Zeta would show up in the main dc universe.

[sergeantsporks]

Luz is happy to find friends who she can play D&D with. Only to host the biggest D&D Campaign on the Boiling Isles which was ever been hosted after meeting the other Grimwalkers

Who would be down to playing D&D in your Gilded Au?

AT. He does the most UNHINGED random stuff. Idk if you've ever seen dimension 20, but he plays like Emily Axford.

Sam. He is SO good at the calculations and numbers part and absolutely horrible at the roleplaying part. He ends up being their tank, whatever class he chooses, because he has rolling the dice down to a SCIENCE and can tank any hit with a nat twenty save.

Phoenix. In absolute opposition to Sam, Phoenix has the world's WORST luck on the dice. Like he is just so very very bad at rolling. He ends up with new characters frequently from just dying.

Frank would. His characters are either comedic relief, or have the world's most tragic backstory and live in absolute misery. Sometimes it's both!

For some reason, I think Meleager would. Idk, I just think he'd enjoy it. Everyone would express surprise that he didn't show up with the whole revenge squad and he's just like "??? I can do things without them???"

Novus. He's not on quite the same level as Sam, but boy can he calculate risks and rewards and probabilities. He's pretty good at the game.

[rainbowchewynuggets]

re: the fate of TMA: Encore

Up to this point, I’ve been able to get most of TMA: Encore posted. But there are some issues that I’ve been struggling with for a while that are really starting to eat away at my ability to continue.

Even though Encore is practically fully written at this point and I’m just getting the planned drawing sections done, the writing itself is still largely what’s giving me the most trouble.

When I started this project in earnest, I was going off of a very rough outline and mostly writing on the fly. That method works fine for a lot of writers, but it turned out to be really difficult for me. I spent very long periods just trying to figure out how to get from plotpoint A to B to C. I eventually cleared some time to sit down and hammer out a proper coherent script. For logistical reasons, I gave myself about a month to get it done. And I did–which was a huge achievement for me. At the same time, as you can imagine, what I came out with was a little raggedy. I’ve been trying to make small edits as I go to smooth things out and pick up on missed opportunities, but I’m honestly starting to think that it’s just breaking other links in the chain.

The other big reason is due to my decaying relationship with horror. I used to love horror movies and video games, and I reveled in body and abstract emotional horror especially. The Thing. 1408. Silent Hill. TMA’s literary horror vibe was a transformative experience for someone who almost never read for fun growing up. It’s one of my favorite stories, period. Unfortunately, traumatic world events and difficult personal experiences have made horror a lot more… horrible to me in recent years. The tension and terror that used to give me catharsis now only causes me genuine stress. Writing horror still works for me though, which I think has also made it harder to keep myself from going overboard. That fucking concrete forest section with Jon gave me shooting pains to reread.

My point is, I just can’t get myself to relisten to TMA anymore or even take it in by summary. This has left me to rely on my own memory to keep the characters and world consistent with canon. Which is a lot like trying to draw a still-life portrait of wax fruit in 100-degree heat.

The worst part comes in realizing just how smart TMA is. Its explorations of the nature of fear and trauma are what inspired me to want to make Encore in the first place. But the structure and depth of it is even more substantial than I realized when I listened to it. For instance, I recently saw a post talking about how tragic Tim’s character is. He’s such a nice funny guy who does his best to roll with everything in S1, and is slowly ground down to a miserable angry stump of who he used to be by the time of his death. It takes years. And it’s not a natural part of his character. I didn’t write Tim that way in Encore. I figured it would be a lot easier to draw that negativity out of him, in the same way that it doesn’t take a lot of prodding to get Jon to misbehave. That interpretation serves the conflict I wanted to write, but it misses the point of his character, I think. There’s a lot of stuff like that in Encore at such a foundational level that it’s hard to level the dissonance when you compare it to the podcast.

Which sucks, because I originally conceived Encore as a retrospective on what the series was like to listen to (until it took so long to make that I pivoted to make it a separate study on the relationship between fear, pain, and agency, and the existential horror of time travel/immortality). I don’t really feel prepared to do any of that if I’m still discovering so much of what makes TMA work. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t think unhinged, canonically-inconsistent fanfiction is bad or shouldn’t exist. But that just isn’t what Encore is supposed to be for me.

All this makes me feel really really… bad. A little bit incompetent, but mostly tired. There are only a few chapters left, and the script is mostly ready to go. Man, I don’t know if I want to go through with it though. My creative spirit has had it rough lately, and I’m about to make some big life changes that are going to make it way harder for me to get art stuff done. And, y’know, I’m supposed to be cutting back on the stuff that makes me more worn-out than happy.

I think I mentioned in a post a while ago that I’ve considered stopping before. I’ve had misgivings about the quality of the writing (and the sheer burden of making full pages of art) for a long time. I convinced myself to keep going because I’ve bailed on a lot of projects over the years and was determined to believe in myself and finish this thing. However, following an audit of the work I’ve put into it, I’m realizing that not finishing wouldn’t make the endeavor a complete loss.

The biggest reason that I make anything is because it makes me a better writer and artist. Even if I’m unsatisfied with the result, I feel accomplished that I sat down and wrote a whole script on a really tight deadline. My usual problem with any writing project is that it keeps sitting on the burner, boiling away, ballooning in scope until it’s impossible to finish. I feel like I’ve been able to make a greater level of peace with compromise and cutting down the stuff in my head to get shit out the door.

Also, tone is hard. Voice is hard. They can be even harder when you’re piggybacking off of another creator. Again, I don’t think that a fanwork or guest work necessarily has to have the same voice as the original. You’re different people, after all. A person can certainly train their tone toward a certain idea with effort, but it helps to know what comes naturally to them. I’m still figuring my own voice out, and it turns out that it isn’t this. The void left behind by my horror safe-space appears to have been occupied by a gif of Gir whacking Shinji Ikari over the head with a frying pan at high speed. Even in Encore’s most manic state, I strain to keep myself from pingponging out of bounds with violent emotional hyperactive energy. Maybe I can try sticking closer to writing action and comedy with only a moderate sprinkling of morose horror.

As mentioned last year, I made important realizations about the way I draw comics. I was taught to draw through studio art where putting your all into every piece is usually the goal. But that’s super unsustainable when you have 7-10 “pieces” to make on every single page. Falling apart halfway through a giant project pushed me to find ways to mitigate the workload without radically changing design consistency. That means formatting, rendering, and composition.

Even before that, the whole fear-color mechanic was a joy to build up. And I finally figured out how to do borderless color art! :3

I can bring all these improvements to the new things I do in the future. All the derivation-related issues in this project are making me think it’s time to move on to original stuff, anyway. Let me tell you, there is a ton of stuff I’d like to make.

TLDR; I’m considering not finishing TMA Encore because I think the quality of the writing has fallen apart, and I need to move away from writing horror and fanworks for a while.

So. The other reason I kept going after that long gap last year was because people appeared to be really into the story. I’d like to give you guys the chance to weigh in on how I handle this. Because for all I know, this is all happening in my head and everything is fine. Your options are:

A) Please finish the last few chapters with art, whenever you get around to it.

B) Please post the last of the script without pictures over the next few weeks.

C) Please don’t worry about finishing it.

Your answer won’t be a definitive vote on what I do, but I do want to value your opinion in what I decide. Through it all, I feel really happy that people have been able to enjoy and express opinions on the longest thing I’ve ever kept going. I look forward to whatever comes next.

Thanks!

Rainbow

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EDIT:

After careful consideration, I’ve decided to finish posting the whole thing. Chapters will be longer with way less art.

Thank you everyone, for your kind and sincere encouragement and opinions.

:’)

Here’s the next chapter btw

[deafchild2000]

OUAT: Lilith's story deserved better writing

With Once Upon A Time, you get two messages. At best, people can change. At worst, everyone was a hypocrite of various degrees (forgivable to unforgivable). And nothing hits more with Lily, Emma "The Savior" Swan's foil. Everyone remembers her, right? The daughter of Maleficent, who was kidnapped by Snow White and Prince Charming because they didn't trust (raising) Emma to be a good person and put potential darkness inside Lily, which she would feel for the rest of her life even if she had no name for it.

In essence, the Darkness inside Lily deserved a plot of it's own. We knew she was the daughter of a villain, but just as Emma had a path, so did Lily. Like Yin and Yang, both girls had a balance of good and bad - and we basically found out Snowing unhinged that balance, making that darkness more favorable. But what did that mean? Is her morality permanently skewed, making her more susceptible to bad choices? Did Emma's darkness (Savior Darkness) draw dubious figures to Lily that encouraged the devil on her shoulder? Or did that Darkness (low-key magic in itself) create an aura around her that made bad things happen?

Or if I'm not being clear: How much of Lily's life was in her control and how much was the Darkness influencing it?

The show writers were making it seem like she was always bad and blaming her darkness for it - which is bad writing for the rabbit hole they were trying to go down. But that Darkness was Emma's first. They wrote Emma (as a good person) making bad life choices yet having helping hands to guide her down the right path. Yet, here's Lily, essentially left out in the cold and would have been a forgotten afterthought had she not been needed. (Same level as Blue Fairy enabling Regina's role as the Evil Queen by denying her a fairy godmother.)

Emma always had a purpose - to be needed/wanted, Lily's was to be used and forgotten.

What was Lily's identity in Fairytale Land?

We know Emma: Daughter of Prince Charming and Snow White, a symbol of Happily Ever Afters, an assured Hero with a history of crimes and mistakes. Or at best, Emma was Emma. Her name itself was her only identity tying her between both our world and the Fairytale Land. It was the name her parents gave her which was stuck by her as a foster kid in our world.

But what about Lily?

The mostly unknown dragon egg only a few knew about. She hatched in our world and was abandoned by the only two figures from Enchanted Forest that knew her - using her eggshell to keep themselves young. Even when she was found, she was adopted and given the name "Lily" (or Lilith, of the Pages we're the proper type). That should have been it, but the parents who adopted her would later abandon her. And she would run with unsavory characters who put her in bad situations with no one to show her the way, forcing her to believe that's all her life would amount to.

Once you get with the program, Emma growing up without parents is quite fitting as much as Lily being adopted and thrown out. It mirrors an idolized want vs a brutal reality, which is ironically reinforced with their second meeting. Emma parted ways with Lily under the assumption Lily idolized being an orphan, yet a prospective foster family gave up on Emma easily. By those standards, if Lily left empty-handed & the money went missing with Emma still accused, the issue lies with the family.

If Lily's adopted family abandoned her and the "picture perfect" foster family easily gives up on you, then this should have been a moment both girls realized families aren't as cracked up to be. Because if they were, they'd never abandon or give up on you for your mistakes.

And then there's how the Author (Issac) plays in. If the show writers wanted to go the route of Snowing being manipulated into kidnapping Lily, they made it out to believe Issac had already written everything out and he role-played the peddler telling the couple about Mal's egg. I think it's sloppy as any writer would leave a moment of suspended belief. It would have been preferable if he wrote it out that he gave Snowing a CHOICE. By that, Snow and Charming could have either stolen Mal's egg or a newborn from a peasant in a nearby location and it would still ring true to the heart of the crime. Issac could've said he gave them the option of targeting Mal and her daughter, leaving the choice in their hands, and the ramifications just as heinous because they CHOSE to go through it anyway. But by saying he MADE them choose to steal Lily in canon, he absolved them - if by some portion - of responsibility for their actions.

And honestly, there should have been more development in this alone. Once news of this got out, there should have been more consequences. When heroes that everyone helped and rooted for since the beginning learned they did something just as cruel as the villains they fought against, Storybrooke should have been conflicted on how to treat them. And if Lily was going to live in the same town as her kidnappers, she should have been allowed to lash out more and even Emma couldn't have stopped her then, and only then, would we have known if Lily was always a villain or if she was capable of goodness that outweighs the darkness they left in her.

(Which holds the last, unspoken question: Was the spell that unbalanced Lily's moral compass impossible to reverse, or would it have taken a higher power to set things right? Therefore, could Lily have discovered she could have been a hero or was she a second-generation villain with an early start?)

[hellcifrogs]

I feel like Inoichi should be on the same level as Choza instead of Shikaku. He has his goofs, but for the most part, his bad father traits are him fumbling bc he seems uncertain about how to raise a daughter. The worst thing i remember him doing was when he embarrassed Ino by asking if she was interested in Choji or Shikamaru, which to be fair to him isn't even an unhinged question to ask bc they are the people Ino spends the most time with. Other than that, he just generally struggled to connect with Ino because her interests and strengths lie in her femininity, which he had trouble relating to. He's a bit awkward, but he's trying. It's a wonder he isn't blindly sexist towards his own kid after growing up around Shikaku

I was actually going to keep all 3 in the same spot, but I remembered one nice interaction he had we Chouji about being himself and stuff and decided to move him up~

I don't remember the other two really doing much (well Shikaku does, but he's not great at it)

[blacknidstang]

2, 9, 12, 17 💓💓

Hiii hellooo <33

Alright here we gooo

2) overall worst season

OH BOY WHERE DO I START. Ok i think s15 is a very easy answer to this and it is the objective answer but the show being burdened by corona and if I'm not wrong, number of new writers, i cannot take it seriously. However for me, very personally s12 was the most unwatchable one. Like yes s13 is also wretched with all the fucking dinosaurs and just overall terrible everything but i got more soft spot for it. S12 does not land on his feet because i think the writers in that very specific season forgot how to write Sam & Dean's dynamic & this entire show has its golden moments because of them so if you mess that up you lose everything . Plus i think bmol were worst than dinosaurs & empty & apocalyptic world & dean/lucifer mid air fight. The only unexpectedly amazing scene there was Dean's speech in Mary's head and if it wasn't for that, i'd find a way to wipe this season from face of the universe.

9) best season finale

CAN I EVER GIVE A STRAIGHT ANSWER? NO. i am always very very torn betwen ahbl and swan song. I think both are unforgettable masterpieces and both hold different values to me. I often end up voting for swan song myself bc it felt like SUCH a conclusion to a big story. And because of the "Impala Story" that literally ruined me but there's something about Swan Song that was very overall perfect.

With ahbl i dare to say, it holds probably some of my favorite moments in the entire tv show history. The same way swan song was the conclusion to the story, ahbl was a conclusion to a very emotional build up that blew me away. I think story-wise tho the second part especially was less impactful for me. In the entirety of the episode it"s the beginning aka. Dean's speech and the ending witj Sam's "did i die dean?" THOSE where the ones that stayed with me. Much more than the whole deal with closing the hell's gate. So when i rewatch i'm watching thes3 selected scenes: Sam's death, dean selling his soul & them facing this decision at the end. It was life altering for me but swan song as an episode on a whole level remained more with me.

Then there's also Sacrifice. That finale remains the best episode ever after Kripke. I can't put above the other two but it also is so amazing on every single level that i cannot NOT mention it

12) favorite sam season

I love sam in every episode and every season but if i gotta pick, I think sam in s5 is my upmost favorite one bc of how beaten and ruined he is. I can go forever and ever peeling off layers of his self hatred, self doubts, wish to grow, to make up for everything, all leading to his big sacrifice. This makes my heart ache over and over and over. And after that it would be s10, i love when is just fucking unhinged doing messiest thing, trial era and s9 just because he is so fucking pretty in s9. Prettiest malewife ever.

17) favorite villain

Without a shadow of doubt it would be Azazel for me. Everything about this character was perfect. The actor's delivery, the way he ruined lives, the danger he posed that i never felt the felt repeating in the series ever again.

Except for one.

See i love characters like Crowley and Lucifer (pre-Dabb especially) but i like them more as characters than villains, but beside Azazel there's one imo underrated villain that really fucked me up and it's Zachariah. I think there was something so vile about an angel being that manipulative and vicious. The scene in dark side of the moon with Mary still makes my skin crawl & i think just like Azazel's actor, this guy delivered every scene with such brilliant wretchedness that i cannot help but be in love with.

Spn discourse asks

[vacantgodling]

for Amon - 🤍💯📚🎮

thank you for asking about my most favorite unhinged boy 💛

🎮 VIDEO GAME CONTROLLER — what are three of your oc's favorite hobbies?

fighting, sex, and reading (with hya is implied—though all of these hobbies can also be very with hya specific in general lmao)

📚 BOOKS — what level of education has your oc most recently completed/is currently in (GED, undergraduate, grad school, phd, etc)?

amon has literally 0 years of education bc lower class folk are treated like shit. in certain parts of galeré it’s easier for the lower class to get educated however halifax (where amon is from) is the Worst of the slums/ghettos in the country and thus it’s just a shit show. if he would’ve stayed with the nobles that tried to adopt him as a youth he would’ve gotten a proper education (which he does get in any variation of amon is rich aus ie: fiancé au and role swap au) however bc he ran away he said bye bye to that possibility. however, like many of those from the slums, he’s learned by being taught by those around him. he has a more “practical knowledge” set i would say; however he does have a one up on many from the slums being that he’s pretty well read and literate. (something erecia who is also literate notes towards the end of paramour; she knew amon sent her a letter bc he’s the only person she knows who would contact her by post that knows how to write)

💯 HUNDRED POINTS SYMBOL — share three random facts about your oc that others may not know.

he’s got a fight record at the nimbus of 34 wins, 5 losses in the year that paramour takes place; fight records reset every year otherwise the number would be in the hundreds lmao. he acts like he’s not but he’s actually incredibly insecure about his scars. amon did actually know his mother but he tries not to remember her (she was killed at the same time that he got his scars)

🤍 WHITE HEART — what are three of your oc's neutral/questionable traits?

his kinks (in general he’s got a few eyebrow raising ones. i’m not kink shaming him but hya definitely is 💀), how good he is at white lies or side stepping the truth for the sake of appearances (sometimes needed but many times 🤨), his hmm. masochism. (separate from his kinks generally; i mean the masochism that comes with poking the sleeping bear which is hya and also how he enjoys riling others up in general and how he’s sort of a glutton for punishment a lil bit)

[trickstarbrave]

actually i need to make another post about Them bc im unhinged

nerevar i see as someone who was deeply afraid to love. he knew what kind of person he was. he knew he was cruel, selfish, violent. he was a warlord. a manipulator. he had a lot of love in his heart but he was terrified his hands could only be used as weapons not something tender and soft. how could he figure out how to love? how could he figure out how to hold someone tenderly? how could he learn to lose someone? how could he handle the idea of hurting the people he held most dear? if he let himself fall he would love until it consumed him and killed him.

so he kept people at arms length. just close enough he could enjoy their company and love them but not know them. i think voryn came the closest, but nerevar couldn’t bring himself to have voryn as anything more than a good friend. already he felt like he was playing with fire keeping him as close as he did. he feared in the end all he’d do really is hurt voryn, and in some ways he did.

voryn on the other hand always had a rotten core to his love. he knew to love selfishly and cruelly. he wanted to possess another person’s love and monopolize it. and i think he also wanted to be loved selfishly, to have that same fucked up love given in return. he would have done anything for the person he loved and the worst part is he would have, on some level, expected it in return. i think he’d feel guilty about this but not remorseful.

[superpyodan]

hello this is table~~

for the kenny!: 5, 7, 10, 30!!! <3

the kenny... AHGAJGAHG

Sorry, I kinda got carried away. I have a lot of thoughts about Kenny and I'm just excited to talk about him T_T

5. What was Kenny's dream job as a kid? Is it different from what his career ended up being?

He never really had a dream job, but he did dabble in ideas of being a storyboard artist, or an animator, or a writer for TV shows. Just, anything creative that involved TV, specifically animation. However, it was something he knew within himself was too big of a goal. Something he'd never be able to achieve. It was always just... imaginary for him, I think. He ended up as Pelican Town's resident farmer, which... is interesting. But he enjoys it! He likes the fact that it's monotonus, buy by his own hand. Monotony forced upon him by somebody else is not his vibe, but he's happy to make his own decisions and do his own thing, yk?

7. What is the thing Kenny likes the most about himsef?

Hooo boy.... I don't... I don't even know if I can answer this question. LMAO

There's not a lot. I think the one thing he'd be willing to give himself is his responsibility? He views himself as a pretty mature, level-headed person who's good at keeping a routine and taking care of himself (at a physical level) and others. It's something he picked up after his brother's death for the most part, but he had always been a pretty serious person to some degree. He sees value in those qualities, whether they're in himself or other people. It's funny, because he ended up being friends with arguably the most unhinged people in Pelican Town (Abby and Sam, obviously) but it's a good thing really, because they balance him out.

10. What kind of music does Kenny enjoy?

He doesn’t listen to music very often, but when he does, it’s stuff that’s instrument-heavy, kind of melancholy and depressing, but comforting at the same time. Like, indie-rock.

Examples of artists would be: 12 RODS, Mac Demarco, Car Seat Headrest, Modern Baseball, Courtney Barnett (but specifically her album ‘Sometimes I Sit and Think, and Sometimes I Just Sit’)

CSHR is HUUUUGE for Kenny. LMAO. He was an emo-phase teenager, and he's a loser-music-taste adult. But for him, music would be used as background noise above anything else. He already did the music obsession thing. He has this idea in his head that he can't like or do anything he did when he was a teenager, for some reason. I'm just noticing this now. I don't know why he's like that. I know I made him, but like... He's out of my hands. Idk what he does. It's none of my business.

30. Does Kenny wish to be married someday?

(For my readers - Potential Shades of Green spoilers? The topic of Kenny + Alex getting married / talking about getting married is something I haven't made any solid decisions about writing about yet. So... just be warned, I guess.)

OOF. This is something i've been thinking about a lot recently. I think that, generally, Kenny doesn't care for marriage, particularly. HOWEVER. Will Kenny marry Alex? Yes. There is no doubt in my mind about the fact. (Will my readers see it? I don't know yet. Let me think about it.)

The thing is - Kenny's never been mature enough, or in a good enough relationship, to consider things like marriage and children. It doesn't help that he's gay. I feel like marriage and children aren't really things that queer people consider as serious options for themselves very often due to the heteronormativity of it all. (or maybe that's just me? I don't speak for the entire lgbtq community of course, but it is something I've noticed throughout the years)

During Shades of Green, Kenny does a lot of thinking about what his relationship with alex means for him. It's kickstarted by Abby and Haley teasing him about his potential parental abilities, but it plants a SEED in his brain. I think he does truly want to marry Alex, but it's something he doesn't really allow himself to think about. He's his own worst enemy when it comes to allowing himself happiness, LMAO. At minimum, he wants to prove himself to Alex as someone who's worthy of getting married to.

I think that, ultimately, it would be something Alex wanted, because I think that's just... the culture? Of Pelican Town? Getting married, to me, seems like a big thing there. Plus, I picture him as being pretty traditional about that stuff, due to living with his grandparents for so long.

But, like, TLDR: Yes. Kinda. It's complicated, but yes.

Thank you for asking!! Kenny's my baby!! I love talking about him!!

[joanthreatt]

Bro. Ask me the goddamn insane way. I finally got my oh so smart IEP DSS/DSA/DSO FAILED ME BRAIN 🧠🤯 I social engineered myself! Made the 🧪 they didn’t think I needed because I had my mask glued so tight to my face! I recorded myself making it, I oh so carefully Greek’d it, sent it on signal to the kid working on the project they kicked me off of so they can tell me the QR code I’m forgetting to obscure (yeah, I instantly caught that one myself on first rewatch 💀😪)

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Fully, match my freak, nasty girl, etc, show me your tattoo, “same brain” improv game your way into my basement house show speak easy after party, or fuck out my face. I have places to be 😪