#they killed 80% of humanity but they also leveled everything else

[s0fter-sin]

i need some scientist to figure out how much ecological damage the rumbling titans did before they even made it to land. these things are so hot, just one of them can set a person on fire. what effect would hundreds of them swimming in the ocean cause? we see the mass of steam coming off them when they’re under the water, did they reduce the ocean level? permanently disrupt the temperature? and rainfall, shit, having that much water vapour in the atmosphere? tell me that wouldn’t mess up something. how much damage did they cause before they ever even made it to marley?

[tamelee]

Did you watch aot? I saw someone unironically comparing Eren to Sasuke and saying Eren killing 80% of humanity and being casual about it is the same as Sasuke saying "yeah...sorry" at the end of Naruto 😭😭😭 it was on Reddit, so I'm sure it was a dudebro. These ugly male incels hatred for Sasuke should be studied at this point...my brother once compared Sasuke and his revolution plan at the end to Hitler...but loves Itachi 🙄 incels are insane

(Lmao did you just call your brother an incel?)

Yeah I watched it! (And I loved it lol idc what anyone saysesrlgjlerg)

Casual…? 

Reddit continues to confuse me. In what way was Eren, (or Sasuke for that matter) ‘casual’ about any of it? Unless they're claiming that neither Eren nor Sasuke struggled internally, by default a character's internal struggle can't be 'casual'. Also, what a wild comparison to make… 

I did see a comment under an AOT video where someone said "Eren is just another Sasuke in the end" and it had a lot of likes too… and it’s not just the haters that erase all of Sasuke's complexity, even some of his diehard stans are trying to proudly convince each other that all Sasuke wanted to do was kill and get revenge, like, c’mon I dunno what story they’ve been reading but it wasn’t Kishimoto’s ‘Naruto’, that’s for sure. Because Kishimoto's Sasuke has a lot of internal struggle, is complex and opened himself up to learn what he could do to give his life meaning in that world under such circumstances even if he had to sacrifice his 'one and only' and therefore all his emotions and himself entirely in order to achieve it making him such a great character. What Sasuke wanted is everything but ‘casual’- did they not see him scream, yell, get frustrated or cry? Or do they selectively ignore parts that don't suit the way they want to see him because they reduce him to "the emo avenger" and nothing else?

And well, the words he offered Kakashi and Sakura for their sake have nothing to do with what he wanted to achieve. So yeah, he can be casual in that moment because there’s a disconnect anyway. 

Meh, surface-level readers ig.

[courtjester69420]

hello can i ask about aubergine i'd love to hear about him. what's his deal what's his backstory what's his love life like how evil is he on a scale from 1 to 10. do you have any pictures of him you're fond of

Hello yes absolutely I love talking about aubergine so much I’ve been insane about him for 7 years (I also kept meaning to message u and then woe the illnessTM)

Local man actually not local at all, from a different universe entirely, he never talks about it because it’s simply not relevant to the situation at hand. He’s the half-elven bastard son of the third daughter in a middle level elven noble house, and because he’s the only child in the family (and because his family does love him so so much) he is the heir. Everyone else fucking hates this (bastard + not even a full elf + just really annoying to be around). To me they are from fantasy Singapore where it’s a small self autonomous island state that is in name only attached to a larger empire this isn’t relevant I’m just insane.

His dad is a human adventurer, both him and his mom love aubergine lots but are also low key absent. His dad because you know how it is with adventurers, his mom because as it turns out trying to manage an entire noble house with all the networking and trying to influence the emperor and militaristic expansion (don’t worry about it) with three (3) people is a little demanding.

He got shuffled off to a wizarding academy and got like 80% the way to becoming a first level wizard when his draconic lineage kicked in (Chinese people will relate their dnd characters to dragons etc etc). His whole relationship to his peers can be summed up as that one buzz feed unsolved image that’s like “I’ve met a lot of insufferable people but hey they also met me”

OKAY BACKSTORY COMPLETE (ish)

In bg3 he is dating Halsin but unfortunately his addiction to men who so sucks. Imagine being expelled from baldur’s gate for saying what he did to that mind flayer. Sorry his naturally slutty nature… He does like Halsin a lot though, he reminds Aubergine to be a nicer person than he is naturally inclined to be.

Which brings me to explaining how despite letting all those slaves in the forge die and not really caring when other people die Aubergine is like. A solid 5, God’s most neutral soldier. He’s very much a care for your own person, his own being everything he considers part of his hoard (his friends, coworkers he spends a considerable amount of time with, any child he comes across, his 30k gold <- perpetuating stereotypes), and anyone and anything else outside he literally couldn’t care less about. His moral compass is influenced solely by the compasses of the people around him ❤️

Additional extremely important Aubergine note is that he will imbibe whatever people hand him and tell him to consume. It never processes through his brain that he shouldn’t. This has killed him several times.

pichures:

this wip ive had for the past like 2 years that remains the only time ive capture Him Face and this game screenshot from when i finally found red dye in the city and got so excited i scrempt

[syncopein3d]

Someone sent an Ask!

And the site ate it. Here's the answer though, you asked about my OCs and I appreciate you < 3

Right now I'm running a couple of universes for whump purposes.

One is a superhero universe, because I was initially confused about all the whump prompts I loved with "hero" and "villain" as placeholders, but also because I also love superheroes. In the Cometverse people gained metahuman abilities and a metahuman genetic profile by looking at a specific comet in the night sky that passed in the late 80's. The result is that a lot of superheroes are nerds because they were people that were amateur astronomers.

In this universe I've got a LOT of characters, but the two I'm writing with right now that people seem to like are Ripper and Robert!

The Ripper is a wary, antisocial person. They're in their mid-late twenties now and have spent the last ten years or so constantly moving from place to place, trusting no one, doing what they can to make money. They teleport by tearing holes into a Lovecraftian dimension that no one else can really perceive, and where if metal enters a portal it gets fired back out as tiny particles at very high speed. They can tear these portals from outside, but to actually transport themselves they have to turn themselves inside out, tear themselves apart, and rebuild on a molecular level each time. The rebuild is never perfect and usually leaves them with pain.

The Ripper is agender, and it swings between it/they, but that's not really the most important fact in its life. Some people in the Cometverse are so transformed by their powers that they're not really human-shaped any more, like the healer hero Aesculapius, who is basically a blob that shapes himself into a humanoid shape under his costume. Having a gender that doesn't match the one you were assigned at birth is fairly trivial.

Robert was secretly created in a pharma lab that was breeding metahumans with regenerative powers to harvest their blood in order to create the setting's most useful medical advance, an expensive and delicate compound called Factor C. He escaped as a teen with no education and knowing little about the world, and banged around learning what he could. He and Ripper have in common that he has also killed people for money, he just felt a lot less bad about it. Robert is curious about everything in the way a tiger is curious; he's pushy, aggressive, and mostly amoral.

The other is the medieval-ish fantasy universe that Aldo and the Wrath of the King are in, a "living weapon" story. Aldo is an orc veteran who was discharged because a leg injury resulted in him being unable to run as fast as a horse any more, and now, like many men who are ex-athletes due to injury, he's a bit fat. His wife died in that same battle, leaving him to raise their daughter, who is now also a soldier. Sometimes she sends a little money home to Aldo, who carries wood at the palace of the Kings and Queens.

The Wrath of the King was sacrificed by the Master of Sorceries as a child. A baby is carried into the temple, a secret ceremony takes place, and what he brings back out is now a combined entity fused from the original child and an extraplanar horror. (Yes, there's a common note, I love monsters and extraplanar horrors.) She has no name of her own, and she has grown over the last thirty-five years to be an exhausted, despairing cynic, feared even by the servants whose job it is to maintain her guilded cage. She lives in frigid, painful luxury that isn't hers and will not belong to the next Wrath, either. Magic bracers control her ability to use her powers and allow the Master of Sorceries to inflict pain at a word.

She meets Aldo because she's gotten less sensitive to pain over the years and the Master is trying to find a new way to motivate her to perform her social duties in between the military campaigns that maintain this expansionist empire that made her. He offered her a lot of pretty people and she chose the fat orc instead. She's not looking for a sex toy, she's cold and lonely. The two of them get along really well because the weapon is desperate for companionship and Aldo, at this point, really is too, long since separated from his wife and daughter and having no close friends in the mostly-human environment of the palace. Aldo has never seen her in her weapon mode, so that's something interesting to look forward to.

This ran very long! I have a lot of other characters in the Cometverse and a short story about a couple of them on AO3, but honestly it didn't do as well as Ripper and Robert's whump story is doing. So far people seem to like that more than the fantasy one, but I like them both, so I'll probably keep writing them both.

Thanks for reading. : )

[dragon-swords-prophecies]

Fae Names and Shit

So there's two generic types of fae, High Fae (the extremely immortal fuckers, all etheral-y and such) and Faeries (literally everyone else who's not human)

they don't really differ in naming conventions at all, but it seemed relevant. Oh, also, there's four main fae courts, and within each court there are houses, and within each house is various families. this bit is actually important.

The other important thing is that fae, being mostly-immortal and slightly pretentious, have a stupidly complex naming scheme and also a stupidly complex hierarchy of nobility. this all went to absolute shit about 60 years ago, because there was a massive plague that wiped out 60-80% of the fae population (did fuck all to humans, but it ate magic and thrived on it and because fae are magic there were Problems). this left a few hundred high fae left, and maybe 8,000 faeries, total.

This plague also killed the monarchs, which lead to a succession crisis because the whole point of being immortal is that you're not supposed to be having succession crisis-es or succession at all really but that point doesn't account for magical plagues.

There's supposed to be 1 monarch from each of the four courts, which are named after the four seasons because it was late at night. Unfortunately, the previous spring & winter monarchs decided to have an affair, and to the crappy luck of the entire kingdom that kid was the only one to survive the plague (well, another one of the spring heirs survived, but she decided the whole thing was stupid and went off to be a florist several hundred miles away, so she's not important). This means there's only 3 monarchs, one of whom is the head of the spring & winter courts.

Each monarch appoints their own nobility. This means most nobility are distinguished by ''[Court] [title] so-and-so, [family] of the house of [whatever]'', rather than just being ''lord so-and-so''.

So an example of that would be this dude named Iolas, who's a noble from the Spring Court, Buraze family, House of Crystal. His full, legal fae name would be:

Spring Lord Iolas, Buraze of the House of Crystal

And his name in normal daily use would be:

Iolas Buraze

Royalty, though, are all called Lord or Lady whatever, with no court name in front of it, and their full title is at the end of their name. (This does not apply to monarchs, they all have queen/king and then everything else instead of lord/lady).

An example of this is Gwendolyn, spring princess, from the nailo family in the house of light:

Lady Gwendolyn, Nailo of the House of Light, Princess of Spring.

In practice she'd be:

Gwendolyn Nailo

If they get married fae don't normally take each other's family names, as doing so is seen as scorning their family and basically saying that the family they were raised in/their parents does not deserve to know who they are. Kids generally take the family name of the parent with the highest noble ranking/level of nobility, but they might choose to take the name of the family of their other parent (generally the family they were not raised in). this is also a big deal, and means mostly the same thing as the spouses taking each others' names does.

Gwendolyn, the example from above, is done with all this shit and wants to be mostly unrecognizable, so she takes the name of her wife's family, becoming:

Lady Gwendolyn, Spark of the House of Light, Princess of Spring.

Or, in practice:

Gwendolyn Sparks

There are other things, but they're not strictly related to naming and also I'm tired (I fell asleep writing this it's now the next morning and I'm finishing it) and this post is decently long already, but if anyone wants to know about those things (it's mostly more about the monarchs) please please ask I will be delighted to answer.

hey does anyone wanna know about fae naming conventions in herald at dawn & associated wips (there may or may not be a second wip in that universe now. technically it's a rework of an old one though?)?

[licncourt]

I'm sending all the love and blessings for your wonderful head canons, I have a ball each time I see one ❤️

Do you think you could do some head canons for Daniel and Armand that are like super duper cute and adorable? Also do you think they go on double dates with Lestat and Louis, and what's that like?

Any Armand and Daniel headcanons?

Your stuff just keeps getting better and better !

You guys are way too nice to me oh my God 🥺

So one of the biggest points of contention for Daniel and Armand is interior design. Armand likes full baroque revival. Daniel just wants to his lava lamp in the living room. As a result, they kind of end up living in a weird mish-mash of their tastes, one constantly trying to overtake the other. Star Wars posters in rococo frames, an elegant Louis XIV armchair with a denim IKEA ottoman, it's a mess. They're both jealous of Loustat's very chic, cohesive art nouveau townhouse but neither of them are willing to back down

Once they're settled into a relationship, Daniel talks Armand into a dog. He goes kicking and screaming but by day four Armand is walking around the house holding a golden retriever as big as he is like a baby. Her name is Sophia Tolstoy and Armand would kill anyone who even looked at her weird. The unconditional love is good for him

They were pretty involved in the 70s and 80s nightlife scene when they were uh...dating, so sometimes for old times sake they find a club or rave and feed on some molly and coke riddled mortals. Sometimes Marius has to come collect them if things are getting too out of hand though. Daniel was about five minutes away from accidentally revealing his vampire superpowers the last time he was on LSD and Armand was totally egging him on

After bonding so much over films when they first met, movie nights are still a very regular date activity. Sometimes they go to theaters, but usually it's pajamas and a night in. Daniel in particular is especially fond of this tradition because their movie dates are where he really fell in love, watching Armand experience the world in brand new ways and knowing he was helping to create that for him

One of Daniel's favorite activities when he's stressed or anxious is painting. Armand taught him when he noticed how Daniel was struggling with his sudden sobriety and now they paint together quite a bit, everything from the cityscape to potted plants to each other. Sometimes they talk and sometimes they don't, but it's a very special time for them both

Double dates are totally a thing and they have varying levels of success. Sometimes it goes super well and everyone wonders why they don't do it more often. Other times Daniel and Lestat accidentally feed on a couple hammered frat boys and make a very public scene over Louis helping Armand with his jacket ("What the fuck, babe, why is he doing that?? Lestat, Louis and Armand are touching each other!!" "What?? Louis, are you still into him??" "Lestat, I'm not-" "It's him or me!!!")

At some point Louis and Daniel have to join forces to deny sex if Lestat and Armand keeping fighting in public and it's the most effective deterrent they've found. It's not perfect though and sometimes they join forces to cause problems. Unfortunately Lestat and Armand have no concept of shame and have absolutely no problem being Karens or threatening annoying pedestrians. Louis and Daniel would let someone pour soup in their lap and apologize to them, so it's a point of conflict. Half the double dates end with Louis and Daniel chatting on a bench while Lestat and Armand yell at either each other or someone else

One of the best double dates they've had was to the Met, each of them taking turns showing the others art and artifacts from their human lifetime. Eastern Orthodox icons and Italian Renaissance inventions for Armand, Southern colonial portraits and Federalist documents for Louis, Warhol and Cold War memorabilia for Daniel, and French rococo paintings and robes à la française for Lestat. So many pieces bring back specific memories to share

[carebohe]

organizing my brain re: literary references in ted lasso episode 2: 

there were 3-  (actually 4 but the first shakespeare one is kind of a toss away joke- the ‘perchance to dream’ bit)

1. the prince of tides reference is pretty clear cut- the novel is about troubled childhoods (understatement), coaching and complex family relationships as well as therapy, and some romance etc. 

it makes total sense that sharon, a sports psychologist, would have that as a favorite book.

2. ‘heavy is the head that wears the visor’

it’s a pretty clear cut jokey reference to henry iv part 2

and i encourage you to go read the whole soliloquy because it's good stuff, but here’s the essential part:

“Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose

To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude,

And in the calmest and most stillest night,

With all appliances and means to boot,

Deny it to a king? Then happy low, lie down!

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.”

this is such an incredibly incisive quote for sharon to use, because it’s not only about anxieties messing up sleep which we know ted struggles with--

it’s also the fact that henry iv was a usurper with no god given right to the throne. he is portrayed as an indecisive ruler in the play with his doubt and uncertainty resulting partially from his own belief that he did not deserve the ‘crown’, even though in the previous play he’s in (richard ii) he is portrayed as ambitious and capable.

(i.e. sharon has this man’s NUMBER. she KNOWS.) (this is also what we call good fucking writing)

3. THE GODDAMN FOUNTAINHEAD? TED.

christ boy i want the explanation we were denied before i make any conclusions but imma give you one (1) yikes right off the bat.

so i am a person who has read that whole book- because rory gilmore did, obviously. i also chose rand as my author one year in high school (she had the longest books and i was a pretentious prick) so i have read just about everything she ever wrote and i’ve gotta say- that woman is absolutely mad. and she can absolutely write. and she needed a better editor, but i imagine if some bloke had come along and tried to edit her goddamn 75 page monologues i’m pretty sure she would have set him on fire.  

(howard roark blows up a building because someone fucks with his architectural plans in the fountainhead, but the longest monologues are in atlas shrugged which no one should ever feel like they need to read)

anyway, i do see how this happened, and i can *kind of* see a reason or two why ted says this. so he started high school in the late 80′s when ‘greed was good’ and books like the fountainhead that have extreme examples of individualism were very popular- so he probably first read it as a school related thing. 

and honestly, when you read that book as a teen it is quite appealing- this character who gives absolutely no fucks and follows his own ideas to the very letter at the expense of absolutely everything else. roark is unaffected by setbacks, by shitty people he works with, the woman he loves (WHOLE OTHER CONVO BTW) going off and marrying several dweebs because she's not quite at his level yet. he has absolute courage of his convictions.

it’s also just a fucking remarkable novel- like as long as you know that the philosophy in it is absolutely bonkers. all the characters are incredibly flawed- including the ‘flawless hero’- there’s just something about it.

maybe the ted lasso connection is that the fundamental quality the characters share is real no-holds-barred-belief.

for roark it’s belief in ego and the self, for ted- he believes in belief itself, the power of the human mind to be curious and entirely leave aside judgement

and deep down both of them really do believe that they are the best at what they do and that anyone else’s interference makes the whole endeavor tainted- for ted though, he may get over that. IN THERAPY. WE HOPE.

anyways there’s a bit in there that reminds me of ted during the darts scene- it’s in the fountainhead just before the ‘they killed the guy who invented fire’ speech that every dumb rand loving asshole you’ve ever known quotes. 

“Roark stood before them as each man stands in the innocence of his own mind. But Roark stood like that before a hostile crowd--and they knew suddenly that no hatred was possible to him. For the flash of an instant, they grasped the manner of his consciousness. Each asked himself: do I need anyone’s approval?--does it matter?--am I tied? And for that instant, each man was free--free enough to feel benevolence for every other man in the room.“

tldr; ted was a weird kid, and so was i, but he needs to read more books

[robocracker]

I posted 1,864 times in 2022

That's 384 more posts than 2021!

54 posts created (3%)

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I tagged 819 of my posts in 2022

#kinnporsche - 220 posts

#art - 168 posts

#cats - 98 posts

#killing eve - 55 posts

#his dark materials - 28 posts

#ygo dm - 25 posts

#all of us are dead - 20 posts

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#around the world in 80 days - 15 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#you probably also annoy your followers when you liveblog your discovery of a basic tumblr feature that they no doubt already know all about

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

okay so on one level i can appreciate that Casualty has Paula's baby taken in the same episode that Robyn finds out she's pregnant, especially with that moment on the two benches, with Dylan representing Paula's desire to keep her child, and Robyn so obviously not wanting to be pregnant...

but god, just once i'd like to see a character get pregnant, decide to abort, and be done with it. not every pregnancy on tv needs to be a drawn-out drama where the only inevitable option is keeping it!

17 notes - Posted February 7, 2022

#4

a really big part of me wants this kid to open the door to the roof - obviously, because i’ve spent seven episodes getting attached to this group, you can’t let them die now!

but then there’s another part of me that still vividly remembers being a 6-10 year old girl getting the shit kicked out of me on a regular basis, while the other students just laughed and let it happen.

would i have opened the door?

17 notes - Posted January 30, 2022

#3

finally started watching kinnporsche, and it’s only been a day but i already want five more seasons of this shit

30 notes - Posted June 25, 2022

#2

after all the shit he’s pulled, there’s something very lovely about watching gwinam lose his fucking mind from ear-ache

35 notes - Posted January 30, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

so my family’s got the funeral on (they’re not royalists), and while i’m not watching the ceremony, i did catch bits of the procession to the abbey. and i just...

look. i knew it was gonna be ridiculous. but i didn’t expect it to feel unsettling on two different fronts.

first there’s the obscene wealth and pageantry of the crown. ordinary people had their funerals cancelled today, out of ~respect~, and all i can think about is how much time and money those people had to pay in the middle of a cost of living crisis, that will now have to be done again because of rescheduling. there are people who might not be able to attend those rescheduled funerals because they could only get time off work/school for the original date. all of these ordinary people having to make time for logistics in the midst of their grieving. meanwhile, one family gets to take precedence over everyone else, on an unimaginable scale.

it’s insane to me how many people there were for the queen’s procession. not people attending the funeral, just people following the coffin to the doors. and all of these servicemen looking like robots, everything in perfect sync, from their steps to the goddamn removal of their hats.

but then there’s also the frequent close-up shots of the coffin. and it’s like. don’t get me wrong. i have no sympathy for the woman who was an active participant in the colonialist horrors that this country inflicted on the rest of the world.

but there’s something deeply grotesque to me about her funeral being a televised spectacle. especially with how many close-ups there are of the crown on top of the coffin. really hammers home, quite unintentionally, how utterly unnatural it is to elevate one family over everyone else. millions of people stamped down, and the people at the top are reduced to symbolic objects. whichever way you look at it, humanity loses.

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[bluelancelion]

Here's some characters info about the Pirate/Assassin/Princess AU klance-Voltron fanfic that I'm writing!

(Lance is a pirate and Captain of a ship, Keith is an assassin with a mission and Allura is a runaway princess. They all end up in Lance's ship for a long, disastrous journey. What could possibly go wrong?)

CHARACTERS:

Lance

- Pirate

- Captain (we believe in Lance's leadership)

- homesick boy

- free spirit

- loverboy with a broken heart

- found family in the sea

- protective

- funny

- obnoxious

- touchy

- carefree

- kind

- stubborn

- very competitive

- looks ultra confident, he's actually insecure (his friends know it and they're here to support him)

Hunk

- A GOOD BOY

- Actually a fucking human tank

- He's like??? Insanely strong???

- Worked all his life with his family, decided to take his life in his hands and parted ways

- Knows Lance from childhood, he decided to go with him

- OR he didn't know him at first and he stumbled across him and became best friends ever since

- Best Cook ever

- Worst Pirate ever

- He got used to it though

- GOOD at shooting with cannons

- Actually the Fucking BEST

- Still gets scared about everything else and can you really blame him?

- Can and will repair every single piece of the ship

- Gifted boy with lots of pressure on him, but now he can live freely and do whatever he wants

- the mom friend half of the time

- shares his last two braincells with Pidge and Lance the other half

Pidge

- a fucking savage

- Looks like a cinnamon roll, could actually kill you

- Too fed up with the good girl stays at home sewing socks for nasty babies bullshit

- So she took her tools and left

- Stumbled across Hunk and Lance and found the family she never though she needed

- At some point they collect the other Holt too

- Can do phenomenal tricks with weapons

- Like, she can build from scratch cool things or modify already existent guns and swords and SHE LIKES TO BUILD BOMBS out of FUCKING NOWHERE???

- Blind like a mole

- her only weakness is her sight. No glasses? Sayonara.

- Which is funny because she's the look-out/sentry of the ship

Keith

- Social Anxiety

- Kills people off as a job but turns out to be a soft bean???

- Yeah Lance still has a hard time believing that

- fucking competitive

- loves knives more than people

- Actually love deprived

- "I push them away before they reject me"

- doesn't have a hair/skincare routine but still looks flawless and pretty

- perfect sight 100% perfect muscles super agile like a feline but WILL Stumble down a staircase if looking directly at a cute boy's ass eyes

- Cool in the streets, awkward in the sheets

- But that's cool cause Lance loves everything about him anyway

- Nah he's probably fine in bed, he's just so awkward in the courtship part?

- Which explains why he never had a stable relationship

- other than the fact that he slices people's throats off

- loves his brother

- a free spirit who's long been refrained by his own living style

- things that will change thanks to some cuban boy

- now he slices off people's throats IN THE SEA :D

- really fucking gay

- emo edge lord

Shiro

- Let the man rest in peace

- Wanted to have a normal life, work, get married, make a family and such

- Ends up armless in the middle of the fucking ocean adopting three underage pirates and one depressed boy under the jurisdiction of a runaway royalty.

- Honestly just let him die

- Decided to take a nap, got kidnapped instead

- Decided to get a vacation, got chased by bloody murderers instead

- Just wanted to chill from the start but I guess that's not gonna happen lol

- Actually pretty funny

- Bad dad jokes

- "Oh well since we're already at this point of the situation, might as well roll with it"

- His patience is a mask, he keeps going on by sipping tequila when nobody watches

- Can be awkward. Like, a parent level awkward

- the dad friend half feeling responsible about everything half not giving a shit anymore at some point

- tiddies

Allura

- a fucking badass

- "I can like cute things and can also kick you ass"

- feels bad about 80% of the time but the squad makes her feel worse

- just kidding they actually make her feel inlcuded

- which means they don't care about what she does or doesn't do

- which is new for her cause being a princess means being perfect and have etiquette and such

- but there she can be herself without standing up to any expectations

- so at some point she just lets go and starts living the way she wants

- old like Shiro but childish like Lance

- she and Shiro could be great leaders but here it's Lance supremacy, let the seniors be still and chill

- Even though she's free now, it's a good thing that Lance cares about beauty. They become skin product buddies

- Allura learns the way of a true living and becomes aware of how people live outside the castle (not that she never went out but those occasions became more rare as the enemy slowly rised, that's why Alfor took precautions.)

- (THIS FIC BASICALLY IS ABOUT HOW EVERYONE FOUND FREEDOM THANKS TO LANCE AND HOW ONE OF THEM GIVES HIM HIS HEART)

- God is a woman and her name is Allura

Coran

- the most gorgeous man you'll ever see

- The doctor of the crew!

- Very interested in science and medicine

- Can fix you up in no time, make awful jokes (very appreciated) and can make lotion to make moustaches grow faster

- Professional adviser in the castle becomes a very enthusiast pirate in 0.67 seconds because he's adventurous and lively and honestly everyone needs a Coran in their life

- "Coran, how can you get used to this life this quickly? It took me months to get used to it"

- "Well, you see Princess, it's all about the TONE of the speech and the GESTURE. If you want to be a pirate, you have to act like one" *puts on pirate blindfold and starts making weird noises to assert dominance*

- He's the man with a parrot on his shoulder

- generally enthusiast about everything

- just really loves learning things

- At some point becomes a drug dealer for a short time

- looks like he adopted everyone, is actually still aware of them

- it takes some time but he ends up adopting everyone

- other pirates make him compliments about his mustache

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I'm being possessed by the inspirational demon and now I can't stop writing. Should I post the fic somewhere once I finish it?

Let me know in the comments :3

[ascalonianpicnic]

Rhosill - Prosperity’s Shadow - “I have my rage, I don’t need anything else.”

Sylvari Thief - agender, he/him pronouns - aromantic pansexual

One of the unfortunate members of the sylvari secondborn, Rhosill was among those kidnapped and experimented on by the asura. Already large among the sylvari, the experiments and trauma left him a hulking, intimidating figure with an uncontrollable rage. Following a series hits taken on various asuran labs, Rhosill was asked to leave the Grove before he could bring war down upon his still young and unprotected siblings.

On his own and homeless, Rhosill’s travels took him first out to Ascalon, where he was adopted in by a farming warband. His time there was happy and warm, until another warband mistook him for human and killed his new family for it. He made sure to give them a proper burial, and to get revenge, before moving further north.

Still growing, he managed to hide himself among the norn fairly easily, though he was still a strange outsider upon and scrutiny, especially with how he glowed at night. He worked with a Dolyak farmer for a while, before getting chased off for sleeping with the farmer’s daughter. He picked up odd jobs here and there, charming some folks he met and infuriating others. Eventually, his travels took him to Hoelbrak and landed him in the lap of a small time thief named Rafe who was struggling to make it on his own. The two fell hard for each other, and not long after fell for a young woman named Allea. The three lived together in a simple but sweet life, before Allea just up and disappeared one day. She came back out of the blue a year later to her two disaster boyfriends, proudly proclaiming she had founded a new religion, and she wanted them to join her. So, of course, they did. And for a while, Rhosill stayed, working as the muscle of the group, learning how to snipe and fight and properly intimidate others. He kept growing, and his anger kept building.

One day, in town, he ran into an old face from the past, Ceara. She was fed up with learning the forge, so he pointed her south, towards the charr, saying she’d love their engineering techniques. And she reminded him that he too could just leave. Rhosill packed his bag that night and slipped away when no one was looking. He moved out to Lion’s Arch and started taking bounties for easy money. He also started drinking, finding it helped keep his anger in check, at least a little. And when he got sick of bounties, of scaring and killing and the city, he moved out, well away from anyone, and he found Ceara again. The two moved in together out in Dry Top. They were close, closer than Rhosill felt he had any right to be, but they were happy. They were. Then Omadd fucked everything up and brought out that Rage in Ceara... in Scarlet. Still, he loved her, so he followed her, and he helped her, for much longer than he should have. When it went too far for him, he left again. Ran away, like a coward, and right into Canach and his own revolution. It was another disaster, and Rhosill disappeared just in time to avoid any consequences or responsibility, and thorns he regretted it. He tried, once, to offer Canach a way out too, and Canach turned him down.

So Rhosill went back to Dry Top, to a little town called Prosperity, and he moved back into Scarlet’s old room and lab, now abandoned. And he lived there, helping protect the town from bandits, inquest, and anything the jungle tried to spit out. He became a local hero, making up for all the pain he caused one bullet at a time.

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Rhosill is a trained sniper, and a bullet from further than most can see is always his first choice. Despite his immense size, he moves just silently so naturally that even putting a bell on him doesn’t make it easier to track him. He’s still brutal up close as well. He keeps a variety of knives and a set of pistols on him at all times, and he hits with all the strength and force of a hydra when fighting hand to hand.

He’s branched into a handful of friends’ universes and helps out in a variety of ways, from cooking genuinely delicious hearty meals for friends and loved ones, to helping train pact recruits. He’s developed a lot of skills over his long life, especially cooking, ranching, and herding. He’s got a big heart under all the pain and just wants to do some good for once.

(end notes: it’s always a little surprising to me that Rhosill is so old lmao. He started out as a bright yellow and pink sylvari gal, and then I went “what if cowboy” and made him over and into entirely new character. He’s the requisite started as a joke then got angst character. As mentioned in Astorin’s bio post, Rhosill features heavily in a universe that belongs to @mystery-salad with their commander Taomesin. Rhosill actually fills in briefly as commander and the growth he goes through in that universe with Tao makes me so soft.

Rhosill is also the character that made me love thief. I leveled him to 80 in preparation for deadeye when it was announced, so he could become the ultimate gunslinger uwu he is my beloved sad man I think he’s like over 8 feet now?)

[ryuichirou]

Sooo how you feeling about the ending of AOT. I’m crying when I read the final chapter.

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Anonymous said:

Ryu, ryu. 139. Not gonna lie, I was kinda disappointed. It was too vanilla ice cream of an ending for a masterpiece storytelling of AoT. Can't believe this is from the same person who wrote 125ish chapter before. I honestly kinda want to see Historia nuke the ship lol. Your thoughts?

Anonymous said:

Do you think the ending of aot was done like this for pure fanservice?

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Sooo let’s talk about the last chapter. Like I mentioned in another reply, it would’ve been good to reread the whole manga first, but I don’t think we’re going to do that in the nearest future, so might as well rant about it now.

The ending was weird. When we read it for the first time, we chuckled at some parts, but overall it felt pretty ok (more on the “meh alright” level). And I personally still think that it’s alright overall: not the worst ending ever; and a lot of aspects of it do make sense. In this particular case, we think it’s better to have an “eh” ending than a bad, disappointing one (the one that hits all the major no-no’s, disappointing in this regard more than anything else). But the more we think about it, the weirder it gets somehow?

Of course we talked about how cool it would be to get a morbid dark ending, but it was kind of a given that Isayama would go a lighter route. And one part of me thinks that it’s kind of fair, because we had our morbid chapters and the story’s climax already, so this chapter was more like an epilogue of sorts?? But at the same time, I do agree that it felt too vanilla ice-cream. The mood shift was too drastic, and everything felt too convenient. The fact that everyone who turned into titans went right back to being humans kind of upset me too, but I do understand why it happened, I just wish we had them being titans at least for a little bit longer. I guess what I’m trying to say is that the ending indeed felt rushed. Maybe Isayama cursed himself when he promised 139 chapters…. Why not 140?? I wonder whose fault that is: the fanbase’s, the editor’s or his own.

The epilogue’s also supposed to give readers some closure, and I’m not sure if we got it: Eren’s actions didn’t really fix the problem. Maybe the point was not in fixing the problem, but in being the first step for the change? Now after all that rumbling debacle, the world can at least listen to what Eldians have to say..? Why the fuck does Armin talk about how conflict’s never going to vanish then? I’m a bit lost here. Oh and of course Armin thanking Eren for murdering 80% of the planet is the funniest thing ever. All of it might make more sense if you reread the whole thing though.

Who knows. Maybe Historia decided to conquer the world, maybe she wants to rule everything, maybe she keeps Jean and Connie’s moms hostage, maybe she is going to nuke that darn ship to show the world that Eldians don’t want to have a peaceful conversation anymore lol, Historia the Khaleesi.

There are elements of the chapter that we genuinely enjoyed. The fact that Eren actually talked to everybody, Gabi yeeting Falco instead of hugging him, Levi remembering his friends and crying quietly, Sasha smiling at Jean and Connie and these two hugging each other afterwards. Reiner and Karina’s scene was pretty nice too. Historia making her child the saddest birthday cake ever… like you’re a fucking queen, make something more pretentious idk... Hitch yawning, Rico being present, everyone being all fancy and stylish, Jean trying his best to look hot. And of course Levi chilling with his new family. As you can see, there are a lot of very nice moments there. Even the Eren scenes were fun to be perfectly honest, but more on him in another post.

And to the Anon who asked about the ending being fanservice: maybe kind of? If by fanservice you mean the fact that everything went kind of well and everyone got to hug their dad and turned back to humans, then yeah, it does feel like fanservice. Remember that story about Isayama wanting to kill off Sasha waaay back in ch36 but changing his plans because his editor was too upset about it? A similar thing happened here I guess: he did say that he had more of a dark ending in his mind, but had to change it.

When I hear the word “fanservice”, I personally think about Naruto’s and Bleach’s endings, but in SnK we didn’t get any kids (except for Historia’s baby), any kisses and any hand-holdings, so I’m very grateful for that. Yep, technically AruAni is still a thing (eyesroll…), but at this point I just sit there and repeat a mantra to myself: thank god none of them had kids or got married, thank god none of them had kids or got married, thank god none of them had kids or got married. Maybe my bar is too low lol And if you mean the Eremika thing: it’s kind of complicated, but I personally think that Yams wouldn’t  drop this bomb as fanservice: it doesn’t make sense to cater to just one particular group of shippers.

So yeah, this is our overall thoughts and feelings at this moment. And to be perfectly honest, I think the chapter won’t feel as bad after some time. Right now everyone’s very emotional about it (very understandable), people argue with each other, you see a lot of morons that make you even more upset or pissed off, everyone had their expectations and interpretations of the characters + ideas of what was and wasn’t important for the story, and Isayama is just one dude who is very experienced at writing stories, but isn’t as experienced at writing final chapters (which is absolutely ok). I think no matter what, there would be a lot of people who are upset with the chapter… but it doesn’t change the fact that it was rushed and that it is weird.

Damn it, wouldn’t it be great if we could have GOOD and BAD endings, like in visual novels?? This was the GOOD ending; now show me the apocalypse please.

[artcorvid]

The f@cking cynizm of russia is astonishing

Russian advances were basically stopped in their tracks and all they can do right now is shell big cities like Mariupol, Kharkiv and Kyiv, destroying infrastructure, old architecture and civilian housers. But let`s ignore for a bit how this is an obvious crime against humanity (cus russia clearly doesn`t even know what that is) Russian and Ukrainian army agreed to ceasefires and created green corridors to let the people evacuate from cities, but every single  time russia broke the ceasefire and attacked those green corridors (mind you, green corridors that THEY agreed to. BOTH SIDES AGREED TO. How can Ukraine negotiate and find agreements with a country that never keeps those agreements????).

Like they specifically targeted and aimed at people that were escaping!

And the most cynical thing is that russian government  keeps saying that ukrainian soldiers are using ukrainian citizens as a human shield, not letting them out of the cities and russians are forced to shoot at them.

When russians ARE NOT LETTING THEM ESCAPE. They are doing everything to make people imprisoned in those death crockpots They are shooting at cars and killing people that are trying to leave  this woman`s mother was killed https://www.instagram.com/p/CaXc7yhF-d5/ And there are even videos of captured russian soldiers confessing that they were ordered to shoot at civilians.

And if that wasn`t enough, they also do not let any humanitarian convoys to enter into the cities. They are basially holding mariupol under siege and not alowing any humanitarian help in and destroying all infrastructure. There is no running water, no medicine, people are melting snow drink and almost 80% of all buildings in the city are destroyed or damaged in some way.

THEY DO NOT WANT TO OVERTAKE UKRAINE, THEY WANT TO COMPLETELY DESTROY IT AND LEVEL IT WITH THE GROUND!

PRESSURE YOUR AUTHORITIES TO COSE THE SKIES! STOP RUSSIA NOW, OR ELSE THE CHAOS THAT IT BRINGS WILL COME TO YOUR HOME TOO!

[whump-a-la-mode]

Villian-Sicle | Part 3

I didn’t expect to continue this beyond part 2, but I’ve come to love these characters. I hope you guys enjoy! Heed the warnings, this one contains a lot of medical stuff.

CW//Superhero whump, villain whumpee, hypothermia, hospital setting, cardiac arrest, blood, dialysis, talk of death, talk of “pulling the plug”

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The machine was too loud.

Talking over it made Leader feel that they were tearing apart their vocal chords. Then again, the stress of the situation wasn’t exactly aiding in that respect-- they could practically feel their tense muscles tightening around their windpipe.

“They’re going to be okay, then?” Their tone was rushed and pressing.

“I don’t want to guarantee anything.” The Head Doctor bit their lip. “Really, I can’t guarantee anything. By all accounts, the patient should already be dead. Human body temperatures shouldn’t be able to get that low...”

“Humans shouldn’t be able to fly, either.” Medic shook their head, gesturing at Leader, who tucked in their wings, not even realizing that they had unfolded. “But here we are.”

“There’s nothing particularly unusual about their physical anatomy, though?” Head Doctor raised an eyebrow.

“Enhanced people have different anatomy by default. Higher heart rate, for one thing.” Medic provided, glancing towards the heart monitor sitting next to the hospital bed. The spikes were shallow, and abnormally close together, but none the less steady.

“Yes.” Head Doctor dipped their head. “Well, then, that would explain how our patient is still breathing.”

“They should remain that way, then, right?” Leader fretted.

“I have high hopes. We’re doing everything we can. It’s up to them, now. If their body temperature can raise before it’s too late.”

The conversation ended on the same worried note as it had began, and the groups’ gazes seemed to unanimously drift downwards, as if they had simply forgot that they were standing over a body halfway between humanity and corpsehood.

Villain’s skin was horribly pale, translucent, even, as if it were on the verge of melting away. The restraints on their wrists and ankles-- Leader had insisted as to their presence-- seemed far too loose around their captive’s thin structure, but they simply couldn’t be tightened any further.

The only patch of Villain’s body that did not lack color was their chest, in which a catheter of at least an inch in diameter had been inserted. The skin around was red with irritation, resisting feebly against the roaring machine drinking blood from the line, only to return it at the same access point.

The whole spectacle was horribly grisly, with tubes filled with scarlet draped over Villain’s chest in a gruesome web. The machine itself, sat off to the side, seemed to whine and groan with every feeble heartbeat its victim managed to make.

Hemodialysis, the doctor had called the process. Manually warming the blood in an attempt to warm the body. Despite its vampiric appearance, somehow, the process was keeping Villain alive.

A chill ran through Leader’s body at the very thought. Villain was a stubborn asshole, one they’d been pursuing doggedly for months. Somehow, regardless of what trap they placed or what situation they were thrown into, Villain made it out.

Now...

The machine was plugged into the wall with a single cord. Just a wire, just some electrons passing through metal. Something that could so easily be severed. A single tug, a clumsily placed foot. The fight would be over. Would it be so wrong? Villain had done such wrong... and they wouldn’t feel a thing. They’d part in an unconscious pool of their own delusion.

Leader bit their tongue.

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“You okay?”

Hero watched the small flame of force flicker between their fingertips, their eyes nearly crossed with focus. They had hardly realized that somehow had spoken to them, and it took several awkwardly long seconds for them to look up.

“Hm?”

“Are you okay? You looked distracted.” Counselor furrowed their brow.

“I think I’m... always distracted.”

“I know. Just... that was a lot, back there. And you looked stressed.”

“Just worried, I guess.”

“About Villain?”

“There’s not much else to be worried about.”

“I’m worrying about you, right now.”

“I think... Villain is the one that we need to worry about, right now.” Hero chewed their cheek. “You were in there, right?”

“For a minute, yeah.”

“Are they okay?”

“Alive. They were alive. But with Medic there-- well, I don’t think there’s a better authority on Enhanced biology on the seven continents. I think it’ll turn out okay.”

Hero chuckled humorlessly.

“That’s another thing I’m worried about.”

“What? Medic?”

“Yeah. Medic kind of. More Leader. Medic is... I mean, I love ‘em, and they’re the biggest hardass out there, but they’re a doctor more than anything else. Hippocratic oath and all that. But Leader...”

“You’re worried because Leader... isn’t a doctor?”

“No, no, it’s not that. Leader just seems so much more worried about the fight, and the mission, and the good of humanity, than, well, than anything that’s right in front of them. I’m just worried that...”

“That Leader’s going to make a bad choice?”

“Something like that.”

“I agree that they can be... a hardass. But they’re not a bad person. I don’t think they’d execute someone. Not like this. Not after everything.”

Hero’s gaze turned to Counselor. They hadn’t expected their friend to come to the base of their concerns with such speed.

Counselor gave a small smile in return.

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Head Doctor left the room.

They had made their leave hurriedly, ensuring that they would be back in just a few minutes, to press the Code Blue button if anything happened. Leader had nodded along, hardly processing any of it.

They were focused on the person before them.

Over the last few minutes, by some miracle or curse, Villain’s heart rate had begun to stabilize. Though the beats came just as quickly, they were stronger than they had been. Not quite normal, but on their way.

Medic seemed fixed on the monitor, eyes narrowed as though they watched prey. The screen had more than just a heartrate reading. Alongside that, it showed a series of other graphs-- breathing rate, oxygen levels, among some that Leader was clueless as to the meaning of.

They glanced to the door. It was firmly closed. Certainly, the rest of the hospital would be too busy with the recent break-in to intrude.

“Medic?”

The doctor raised an eyebrow, but continued their fixation on the readings.

“Yes?”

“What would you say is the... the percentage we’re working with here.”

“The percentage?”

“Of survival.”

“Well... I suppose I can’t make an exact predication, but it’s climbing every minute. 80 percent? 85? They’re not completely out of the woods, yet, but their temperature is raising steadily. The dialysis is working.

“80 percent.” Leader hummed. “So... 20 percent chance that they don’t make it?”

“That is how math works, yes.”

“That’s not an insignificant percentage.”

“We’re doing everything we can. As I said, it’s rising, and quickly. If we can get their temperature back up into the 90s, I would say that continued survival is almost guaranteed.”

“Is that so?”

“What’s got you acting so weird, all of a sudden?” Medic finally turned from the screen, glancing to Leader.

Leader gulped.

“Do you remember when we were in Denver?”

“At the telecommunications hub? Yeah.”

“And in Vancouver?”

“Yes?”

“And at the bank, in Phoenix?”

“Leader, I assure you, my memory is fine.”

“No, no, I mean, Villain did all those things, right?”

“They had help.”

“But they led the charge?”

“I suppose so, yes.”

“They’ve hurt a lot of people. Destroyed a lot of places... brought them to the ground. Leveled a city block, once.”

“Seriously, what is this about?”

Leader’s gaze glanced down to the Villain, pale, restrained, with a tube skewering their flesh, then back at Medic.

“No.”

“What?”

“No. No, no, no. I let you restrain them like some kind of beast, which, for your information, is completely against medical protocol. I’m not letting you kill Villain.”

“And why not?”

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Outside the hospital room, in a pair of plastic chairs, Hero and Counselor sat with far more relaxation between them. They watched passively as Head Doctor left the room, hurrying off to another room.

Hero took a fidget rope from a coat pocket and began twisting it between their hands.

“What do you think they’re going to do with Villain, then?” Counselor’s voice was considerably quieter, as if they were telling a secret. They stared off, down the hallway, instead of meeting Hero’s eyes.

“I just hope they let us have some input in this whole thing.”

“Me too. But... what would you prefer? If you had the choice?”

“I mean...” Hero sighed. “They haven’t been the best person, I think we can all agree on that. They’re dangerous. But I also think that... they’re scared. They’re scared, Counselor, really scared.

If it was up to me, I think we should help them. While in our custody, but, I think they need help. And maybe then, they can help us? I mean, they must know something about Supervillain. It’d be nice to have an informant.

Really, I just want to see them okay again. Even if it does mean that they go back to being an asshole.”

“That’d be nice.”

Hero nodded.

“I think Medic mentioned that, once Villain’s stable, we’re gonna move them back to base. Where we have the special medical equipment, the Enhanced care stuff.”

“Yeah. I think Leader is definently going to want to keep them in custody.”

“If they try to hurt them, though... I’m not gonna let that happen. If we have to keep them prisoner, we can at least be humane about it.”

“Yeah. Yeah, of course.”

“I just hope Leader agrees.”

“Me too.”

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“It’d be a waste.”

The answer was too analytical. Leader had expected to be yelled at, to get an earful about morality and ethics and other crap. Not something so simple, so factual.

“What do you mean?” Leader’s tone wasn’t accusing, at least they didn’t intend for it to be. It was far more dumbfounded in nature.

“Everything in this world runs on technology. Those lights, that door, this machine, everything. Everyone has a phone. Every building has a network, of both electricity and information. Villain can patch into all of that. You said it yourself, they leveled a whole city block. What else can they do?”

“What are you... what are you implying?”

“We keep them, and we use them.”

A garbled voice resounded throughout the room. Leader whirled around, half expecting Supervillain to be right behind them, before turning back.

“Was that y-” They began to ask, but didn’t quite get the chance.

“Code Blue! Code Blue!” Medic snapped. “Don’t be useless, press the damn button!”

It took Leader’s confused mind a moment to note the emergency that Medic was responding to-- that of a horrible, electric screech. The heart monitor was no longer showing a steady pulse.

At the sight, Leader’s own heart rate sped up. They nearly tripped over their own feet as they rushed to the blue button on the wall, jabbing it with their finger multiple times in a frenzied panic. Once they were satisfied that they spiraling terror had been registered properly, they returned to Medic’s side.

The doctor had their hands positioned on Villain’s chest, one over the other, slamming downwards repeatedly. In between, Leader could see a sharp rise in the chest-- they were still breathing. But for how much longer?

Dammit, dammit, don’t think like that, it’s someone’s life!

A resounding crash burst through the room as the door was slammed open. They rushed to the bedside, seemingly ready to continue CPR, before Medic raised an arm, preventing them.

“No, no, they’re okay.” Medic panted breathlessly. Leader raised their eyes to the heart monitor-- sure enough, a slow, steady rhythm was returning.

They’d made it.

“Mmm..”

Leader panted for breath, trying in vain to calm their racing heartrate.

“Mmm... whaaa...”

Leader’s shaking gaze shifted to the source of the noises--only to find their eyes locked with the wide ones of Villain.

[cina-full-moon-xanadium]

Kamen Rider.

The original show that started an ever-expanding series of stories; an icon so popular and beloved across Japan; a show that struck such a chord with audiences that it ultimately went on for 98 episodes, the longest a single full-length Tokusatsu show has ever run for. 

A show about love, and fighting fascism wherever it may try to harm the human life that is so inherently important and sacred, and the tragedy of being distanced from the very humanity you cherish and fight to protect.

Can I say it fully lives up to that description? ... Not honestly, no. If someone were to come in blindly and say “hey I heard this is a pretty anti-fascist show, do you think I should watch it??”, I couldn’t genuinely recommend more than a handful of episodes and then to just say ‘go read the manga’. I think too often the fandom will elevate the original show so highly as to avoid stating the obvious and what may disappoint a lot of viewers going into it -- all these ideals are indeed there, but it’s through the lens of a 1971 kid’s TV show; one that had to dumb down those elements in order to fit the confines of the time. Furthermore, it is one that exploded in popularity; causing many extensions of the show that had the showrunners constantly coming up with new ideas to revitalise it in a way that was exciting, but not necessarily completely true to its values -- watching a large chunk of the Rider #2 or Ambassador Hell eras will lay that pretty bare. Surprise surprise, the most popular enduring superhero TV icon is not exactly a comprehensive diatribe on the dangers of fascism and the trauma it inflicts!

But that perhaps makes it all the more impressive for what it is able to do? I have gone on at length so many times about how incredible it is that Kamen Rider’s origin comes down to a man fighting a lone battle against fascism; against the organisation that stripped him of his humanity; about a monster who decided to be good fighting against what is essentially his own kind or those stuck in the same situation. And while that backstory isn’t exactly elaborated on a lot past the first 13 episodes, it’s still there! It is, in fact, repeated every single episode at the end of the opening credits! So even when the show is being a lot more generic and used as a sort of depository for whatever monster plot would seem scary or impressive this week, this tragedy still feels present and a part of what drives Kamen Rider’s fight, to me. This is what Goranger was missing for me -- a real message, a real thing the creators were passionate about and wanted to say, no matter how buried or ignored; still shining through the seams. Hongou and Ichimonji’s backstory; the secrecy yet reach of Shocker as a terrifying fascist organisation; the constant kidnapping and remodelling of normal people living in society; the fact that at one point the show had a goddamn Nazi in an eyepatch as the main villain! I can’t claim to know everything Ishinomori was thinking of when he originally wrote Kamen Rider or everything that inspired him, I would feel like a disingenuous liar to claim any motivations; but it all feels like such a real drive someone deeply effected or horrified by these things would want to reach out and warn about and talk about.

In my opinion, there are two stretches of the show that stand out to me more than any other; and if anyone was asking for a condensed idea of what Kamen Rider stands for or just a good idea of the show would be the two stretches (alongside a few other individual episodes) I would personally recommend: the first 15 episodes, and the final fifth of the show from 80-98 that introduces the threat of Gel-Shocker.

Of those first 15 episodes, the first 13 are Kamen Rider at its most absolute raw and truest state. It’s also one where it feels like no-one really knew how to tell a story or make a show -- any criticism you could lobby at Showa Rider about how it lacks subtlety or doesn’t know how to show instead of tell or how the suits don’t feel well-constructed are ramped up to not just 11 but probably, like, 21 or 31 or 1001; it is a pretty hastily constructed thing of a show... but it just makes the passion scream LOUDER. It’s almost like a personal project, something that someone makes at school! This is Shocker at its most threatening and overbearing and Kamen Rider at his most desperate; the story at its most scrambled yet focused. Every line of dialogue leads nothing to the imagination; you are told exactly what is going on and what characters are thinking and feeling with little room for interpretation and janky, lumbering steps into each development. And it’s what most highlights the narrative of what Kamen Rider was made to say? When Ishinomori was finally able to make his manga adaption which goes in a wildly different direction to the show in order to truly say what he wanted, he adapts these first 13 episodes more or less verbatim and I think that says more than I ever could on the subject. As for episode 14 and 15, these are the first episodes of Hayato Ichimonji; Rider #2 and the first in a new era of a show. I’m not the biggest fan of the period this leads into, but the original 2-parter is a very fun time with a lingering sense of desperation to it that also shows for the first time the scale of Shocker’s operations around the world. All in all, the first 15 episodes of Kamen Rider slowly drew me into the show and captured my heart in a way that few Showa Toku have been able to do.

The other period of the show I recommend is Episode 80 onwards -- in other words, the dawn of Gel-Shocker. Up until this point Kamen Rider had slowly but surely devolved into being a pretty basic show; with Shocker in particular going pretty over-the-top with their MOTW plots involving whatever the writers could think of first and wild characters like Ambassador Hell at the helm (he’s seemingly well-remembered but VERY stupid and goofy. It makes him a joy to watch, mind!). I was still enjoying it and was still very much ready to consider it a show I had a lot of love for, and one where the ideals as I said still shone through the darkness; but overall something that wasn’t the best. And then, after a couple ominous allusions to the future; Shocker announces its partnership to Geldam and Gel-Shocker is born. And very much instantly Kamen Rider goes back to its roots in how threatening and dangerous the people Kamen Rider is fighting are; with a far more serious general, plots that seek to strike deep into the heart of Kamen Rider’s life and friends, the downright brutal destruction and killing of every trace of the old Shocker; and a newly refound focus of its infiltration into society and the lives it can ruin. A few episodes aside which still resembled the old show it is very much the Kamen Rider I had heard about and the type of fascist organisation I thought of when I see its reimaginings over the years; and only 10 episodes in begins a tense serialised arc of Kamen Rider having everything stripped away from him as Gel-Shocker not only focuses their efforts on his allies, but introduces the Shocker Riders as a threat beyond anything else that brings excitement beyond anything I’ve seen in this era of television for Tokusatsu. It ultimately all culminates in the final episode, where Great Leader is finally brought to his knees and ends in a sad, suicidal attempt to take out his enemies when everything else has failed; showing how for all his mystery and power, that’s what he amounts to.

There is so much more I could say. There’s so much more I could say about what this original chapter of Kamen Rider means to me on a deeper spiritual level; about the love and respect for life inherent to it; about so many amazing lines like the infamous “Human Life is more important than Peace and Justice”; heck, even about how future movies like Let’s Go Kamen Riders or Kamen Rider 1 make wonderful companion pieces to it and make me love it even more -- but not because of what they add, but because of how they expand on what was there all along. But this piece has already gone on for so long, and I’ve got plenty of nights left in my life to talk about it. Ultimately, it’s a show that’s left with me with so much and has become more important to me than I could imagine.

Thank you, Kamen Rider. 

[starleska]

👀 for augustus st cloud?

ohhhh my God Augustus 😳😳😳 i can only apologise for continuing to clog up his tag but given that there's just me and perhaps three other people enlightened enough to sincerely adore him, i think it's okay 😂

okay like i said in my last ask about Augustus, i was in complete denial about finding him attractive in any way, because i'm an idiot...and so is he 😭😭 i adore characters who are filled with such an extreme level of confidence that it defies any kind of social norms. characters who are so self-assured and feel that they are consistently in control regardless of how anyone else perceives them. Augustus is the epitome of that trope. he's a decadent, selfish, vain, gatekeeping capitalist whose self-worth hangs entirely on his wealth, and being able to throw said wealth around to humiliate a man who is much smarter than him. and honestly, that is sexy 😂💖 i just love how intense and ridiculous he is. the depths to which he will sink, the complexity of the scenes he will craft all for the sole purpose of feeling superior ticks some boxes that...really shouldn't be ticked 😳

i know many people won't get it because he evolved from an amusing, yet promising, threat into pure comic relief, and he is intentionally written as an embarrassing, unlikable person, but man, he is still winning at everything!! his dynamic with Pete and Billy shows us that Augustus is a caricature of the kind of person we love to hate. someone who, regardless of their personal failings, hasn't ever needed to work a day in their lives - and they're totally fine no matter the losses they suffer. and i love that about him. he's a horrible human being who uses his exorbitant wealth on childish powerplays just to fuck with the heads of his enemies, because he has no concept of needing to help people.

those are two things i love in a character: a complete lack of concern for social mores and other people, and their level of focus. any character who literally makes a detail-perfect recreation of an 80s music video specifically to anger his enemies is on a level of unhinged i can't not be attracted to. likewise, i can't help but imagine what it would be like to be under that kind of laser-like attention. Augustus may spend most of his time attempting to prove his superiority over Billy, but he is highly intelligent and capable of some next-level cruelty. Spanakopita! is my absolute favourite episode of The Venture Brothers for all of the amazing Augustus content, especially because he is so in control of the whole thing. the way he cheats and rigs each of the games in favour? the fact that he was totally fine to kidnap and either kill or seriously harm Pete just to get the crown? fucking exquisite. he isn't above making people he doesn't like extremely uncomfortable, or even physically harming them. pure girlboss behaviour, i love him 🥰💖

plus, the voice. shut up i KNOW he sounds like the Comic Book Guy from the Simpsons but (especially in his earlier, intimidating episodes) he has this gorgeous, throaty little drawl that just makes my heart skip;;; nerdy weirdos with strange voices get me eeeevery time. i legit think he looks cool as fuck too? i love a prissy, morally defunct capitalist (it's the Once-ler's fault) but he really do be rocking the purple suit + orange wig combo. i do headcanon the shades as being a medical necessity due to his disabilities, and damn if it isn't an excellent look. his mannerisms also delight me too 😭 he has this languid, unhurried way of walking, gesturing and talking which i genuinely find very attractive. as someone who simply wants to be negged, what is sexier than a man who has neither the time nor the inclination to even deign to address you? 😳

all in all, i love Augustus because he's vicious, petty, eccentric, stylish, and above all hilarious. literally everything that comes out of his mouth makes me smile. i feel that in his presence i would literally be incapable of experiencing day-to-day anxiety ever again, just based on his ludicrous and luxurious quality of life. Augustus was perhaps the best little fandom surprise i've had over the pandemic, and i'm grateful for all the content of him we got :3c

[ask game]

[shinriaaa]

Venus

Chapter 1

Summary: As his world faced the near extinction event, Levi Ackerman was coincidentally contacted by his cosmic relative. Unbeknownst to him, they are both alone in the universe as Ackermans. Not going to be replicated just like the others in different worlds, but to disappear once they’ll... die.

p/s another unedited fic soooo yea, please leave out your comments below if u guys wanted to let me continue this!

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He was sure that the universe is playing his fate all along as if the mysterious void of different celestial bodies is just another speck of reality embedded in humanity’s mind like a whirlwind of eternal misery. Just another mind fuckery, making their species insane and pretty much useless if the world just began and ends in a blink of an eye.

Taking a break from his head aching stupor, he stood up and poured another cup of tea, an Earl Grey, which is safely tucked in a drawer of his domain at the moment for the past 70 years. The owner might have left it there for his pleasure but died like everyone else that was left in the world at the moment.

Sitting back on the swivel chair of the office, his computer— no, supercomputer suddenly gave a message. There is an email, an email and his eyes widened like it’s the most surreal thing that has happened ever since he was born on Earth. Emails er are long gone, and it was replaced by those electronic texts and all of the sudden, another automatic message receiving device has been invented that you immediately receive it to your head via a chip implanted there.

Levi stifled a laugh, much to his chagrin, he grinned silently. He clicked the notification, but his eyes widened when he saw the sender.

Mikasa… Ackerman.

To be honest, he doesn’t know her. He had no relatives with that name, and even if he did somehow, probably she’s on another side of the planet because of her name, which sounds Japanese. But why all of the sudden? Is she even alive? But where?

All those questions suddenly made him shiver when he realized that the Japanese peninsula was obliterated a year ago and the survivors fled into space.

He slowly read the letter, his eyes not even blinking. He swore that it all baffled him, like the universe itself and the world around him.

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Dear Levi,

Hello. I’m Mikasa Ackerman.

I came from another world… and upon searching among the worlds that may still harbor life, I saw your surname. As silly as it is, I am hoping for you to email me back since I am all alone in the universe. You know that… we are the only ones who existed in the whole universe, even parallel ones. We are singular, Levi. We have only one life among the stars, and we are not going to be copied like the rest of the world be.

I wanted to reach out to you… Please. We are on the brink of extinction right now. An Ackerman alone in the universe is a terrible thing, and if I’m gone, no one will be like me again. Also you… you will turn to dust like the others, except you will not be copied into another universe. There is a wormhole, and I sent this to you at the quickest speed of light. I am in another universe, a parallel universe like the millions around us.

Save me and be with me. Please live. I cannot lose you.

Sincerely yours, Mikasa

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He stared at the screen, his emotions are now in a sudden haze of confusion and bewilderment. As if on cue to his shocking discovery, he staggered back on his chair and fell on the floor when an explosion probably a thousand miles away from where he was temporarily living is obviously… obliterated by the force and the sudden drop of temperature made him shiver.

Another Higgs, and he’ll surely kill himself rather than being blasted by that damned bomb. He stood up, luckily the supercomputer wasn’t harmed and the bright light emitted from it made his place illuminated in contrast to the world outside his makeshift abandoned facility from decades long gone.

80 years ago, wars broke out. The earth slowly turned into ruins, and millions and billions of people died. The people lost control, and some of them ventured away towards the stars. The humans left here in this damned planet are always higged, turned to ashes, just for the sake of destruction. The Sun warmed, too warm and it killed everything.

The year 2113 wasn’t getting better either, it was far worse. It was almost an extinction-level event, and he feared the worst. The planet could potentially be obliterated by the species it gave life with, only the said species became its demise.

Now, in his apocalyptic world, he was sitting on his swivel chair, now called vintage by his timeline, and stared at the email outrageously, and remembered a story about a certain girl who wanted him to respond from years long gone. Levi heaved out a sigh, and if there’s any way that could get him out of this fucked up planet, he’ll do it. Even if it has consequences, or he will be eaten by aliens or whatsoever that awaits him up there in the void, he will find a way.

It’s not like humans can’t still offer a ride up to space and go to another hospitable planet, but unluckily for him, he was not a millionaire or a billionaire in this world. He can’t afford a seat— hell, he can’t even come inside that fucking rocket without a cash payment to offer. Because surviving is a damn expensive venture he’ll get into, and even though he’ll rob a bank here and now, he will probably end up dying or find nothing there.

Humanity is long gone.

And he was still here, looking at his computer, like he was so lucky, so lucky in fact, to even be contacted by someone even though it’s from another world or anything in this matter. As long as someone is still worried about his well-being.

Finally, after he pondered for a moment, he clicked the email button, well, a reply would suffice. His fingers hovered the keyboard, and it was so foreign for him to act like this— even to the world as living in at the moment, that he sent a message through a keyboard and a fucking computer at that.

He typed and typed, leaving out the details and he sighed. There is no turning back… he will just wait and see if there is a possibility that he will be free.

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Dear Mikasa,

Hello… Yes, I’m Levi.

I’ve received your email. Please count the hours since you sent it so that we can properly talk through this… old type of sending messages. I am unlucky living on this Earth, probably too far away to reach you. If you need my help, it is probably too late. We are getting obliterated right now, and there’s more to come.

Mikasa, how can I save you when I couldn’t save myself from this fucked up world? Tell me how and I’ll gladly do it. Thank you for reaching out, even though you don’t need to.

By the way… are you safe? Because I’m fucking obviously not.

Yours, Levi Ackerman

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Sending it… he slumped back on his not-so-comfortable swivel chair as the loading continued. But after a few seconds, he saw the ‘sent!’ notification and a small smile lit up his lips. By the thoughts of it, he hoped that it may reach her somehow… if not too late. Extinction, like his world, is probably common among the worlds that have a common ground— parallel. The multiverse is a common concept, and not like it was originally taken kindly, some people still doubt it until now. Levi thought if she was from another universe that is parallel to him, or maybe… if it is parallel to his world, she would probably be in front of a computer talking to him at the end of the world.

Sighing, he closed his eyes as the smell of apocalypse lingered around him. It smells filthy, deranged and he hates it. Loathes it, in fact.

Freedom… did it even exist? He wondered as he saw another thunder and a blast from up above, silently praying that there are no casualties in that land to become one of the dead.

But pondering what Mikasa said, they are luckily replicated to the other parallel universes. Maybe the people here are living there peacefully without the Higgs, and maybe they die but luckily be buried underneath the Earth.

But not him.

He never felt so alone until her email. If the universe is playing his fate, they sure want him to suffer.

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It was a few minutes after he took a nap and a message suddenly came into his bright supercomputer, like it was a fire ignited from the wood. He looked up, seemingly deluded by the fact, that someone was communicating with him. Like it was not just a dream or trickery from his mind throughout this madness.

It was all true.

Mikasa is still alive, somewhere… but still alive.

Slowly clicking the email while his eyes glued to the screen, he finally read her reply. Bit by bit, slowly… like he can finally see the light.

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Dear Levi,

Thank the Gods you’re alive!

To answer your request, I received your email after a few minutes when I sent my email to you. I think you quickly answered it, right? Also… I’m safe. I’m in a spaceship at the moment, but as you can see, humanity in this universe is on a brink of extinction. We are nearing the wormhole, in case you’re wondering why I can quickly send the message. Apparently…

We’re probably coming to your universe.

I doubt it… but I saw the map and it was headed towards your universe when I first searched your name, it has an address, and I knew, we’re going there. Levi, I can save you. I’ll save you if I can, I’ll control the spaceship since everyone is asleep…

Find a way to get into a rocketship. And I’ll meet you at your world’s moon base (if there’s any) and I’ll get you.

Sincerely yours, Mikasa

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Levi inwardly smirked, as an idea sparked in his mind. Speaking of moon bases, he has a friend in NASA, still here at the Earth as of this moment. The flight towards the moon base will happen this afternoon… if he can see exactly the sun in the dark skies that indicates it was still morning.

He replied to her email, grabbed some supplies for his venture outside towards the 15-minute walk towards NASA's main building, and locked the door.

It was not a luxury seat on a starship ride, but the Moon is the door to his freedom.

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Dear Mikasa,

Thank you. I think I found a way. I’ll meet you up. Though the ride will take place after three days, two and a half days is the minimum time of travel. Perhaps you can meet me after four to five days if possible.

Please be safe. And thank you for saving me. Email me up, and I’ll answer you later since I’ll be going on an errand.

Yours, Levi

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Chapter Two

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