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sstrwbrryccke · 4 months

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— bullying him | sub choi soobin

part 2 | part 3

tags: mean reader, bullying, dacryphilia, perv soobin, humiliation, public fondling??, somewhat nonconsensual

yes this is the third time im reposting this drabble because i accidentally deleted it three times 💀

another hard thought because i can’t stop thinking about a school au where you bully the studious and nerdy soobin!! its just sooo unlucky for him to sit right next to you, where you torment him almost daily. he keeps his gaze down on his book as you shove him against the locker (high school tv show style).

he spends most of the time quiet, never retorting back to you. It was almost irritating to you and your bully friends at a certain point because he almost never reacted to your taunts. just his bunny eyes occasionally making eye contact with you before he quickly lowers his gaze. what did it take to break this guy? your friends egg you on to increase the intensity, and you started to seek him out intentionally.

just as lunch break started, when all the students have left the classrooms, he was putting back his books into his locker. you walk up to him, making sure the vicinity was empty before you push him against the locker like always. but this time you kept going, trapping him in-between your arms and berating him about anything from his clothes to his hairstyle. he doesn’t respond once again, but with the close proximity you can see the blush on his cheeks, and when you looked down, you saw his thighs clenched tightly together.

oh… so that’s what was happening all this time? you feel a grin coming up as you shove your leg in-between his, exposing his hard-on. this time he does react, sputtering out panicked sentences and trying to hide himself. you found his weakness, and it was you. this newfound power spurs you on and you lean into his ear, whispering how much of a pervert he was to get off on getting tormented, how you could feel how hard his small cock was against your knee. he was petrified, not only was his secret exposed, but it was exposed to his biggest bully nevertheless. the worst part? he was getting harder.

you could tell he was a virgin with the way he swallowed his spit, eyes tearing up in embarrassment and body frozen in place from sheer humiliation. it only takes a little knee grinding and degradation in his ear to get him close. but that wasnt enough for you, you wanted to see him cry. so you whisper in his ear again, ordering him to jerk himself off in his pants. his breath hitches, gaze low as he takes a moment of consideration, and to your surprise, he obeys, shaky hand coming down to feel himself through his pants as he shyly tries to get himself off. tears fall from his eyes in humiliation and it was a few excruciating seconds. you finally decide to be nice and help him, your hand sticking down his pants to grasp at his cock sticky with precum. just the contact itself made him come into his pants, in the high school hallway. his eyes streaming with tears. before you know it, he quickly pushes you away and runs off to the bathroom.

and you found him, cute. really really fucking cute. the type of person you wanted to dominate and play with until he cried. so after school, you trap him again, though this time it wasn’t really trapping. because he willingly stopped for you, his gaze still low as you told him to follow you home. he obeyed, hands jittery and sweaty. when you get to your family’s rather well off house, you lead him to your bedroom, where he nervously asked you if you were going to do that again. and you grinned, asking if he was hoping for something. he stuttered again as you chuckle, before he meekly admitted yeah, he was. you feel your need to ravish this guy skyrocket and you push him onto your bed, roughly kissing him.

good thing tomorrow is a saturday, huh?

#drabble ☆#hard thoughts ☆#sub soobin #sub idol #soobin hard thoughts #soobin hard hours #soobin x reader #sub soobin x reader #sub txt #sub!soobin #sub!idol #txt #sub!txt #soobie boobie #choi soobin #thank you em… 😭#this post is an atomic weapon…

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good-wine-and-cheese · 15 days

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Gambling Apocalypse Tenma AU

As I rewatch Kaiji I inevitably end up wanting to combine show I like with other show I like and stuffing fav characters into show. So here we are.

This was uh going to be a short summary type thing but I accidentally wrote a novella about it sorry

This AU starts off with a much more depressive Tenma. After Tobio's death, rather than immediately pour his grief into developing a robot version of his son, he recedes into himself, psychologically paralyzed, likely turning to alcohol to drown out his anguish.

His mental state is taken as an opportunity within the Ministry of Science to have him ejected from his position; Tenma was never the most well-liked director, and there were those with ambition to usurp him that would jump at the chance. Not that he especially cares in his state.

He's eventually dragged out of his stagnation by Ochanomizu - who, inadvertently, becomes the very catalyst pushing Tenma to develop a robot replacement to his child. This was not what he meant by encouraging Tenma to fill the void left by his son.

...But, well, he is no longer the director of the Ministry of Science. His access to limitless government funds and resources for "scientific research" has been cut off, and this is a project he cannot finance on his own. He can't ask Ochanomizu for help, but...interestingly...a representative of a certain shady organization known as the Teiai Corporation reaches out to him, offering to finance and support his project. A sane and well-minded Tenma might think better of it, but grieving and desperate, Tenma accepts their offer and is able to create a robot in the image of his beloved Tobio. For a while, there's joy in his life.

But the bill, as ever, comes due: Tenma must pay up, and the very resources that had been at his disposal will certainly ensure that he will, or else. Of course, he doesn't have the money; instead, he is given a choice. He can relinquish the robot Tobio in order to wipe out his debt - the child is a sophisticated and powerful robot, after all - or he can participate in a certain illicit event hosted by the Teiai Corporation.

It's nothing major...just a four-hour gambling cruise with a collection of desperate, damned souls that were also swept into debt with Teiai. The conditions are simple: Those who choose to participate are given a chance to clear their debts wholesale should they win. And should they lose...?

Well...no one really knows what happens to the losers seized by Teiai. It's said that they labour away their debts under Teiai's watchful eye and are freed once their work has covered their debts, though it's rumoured that most perish before they reclaim freedom.

There's only one answer Tenma can give, of course; he's not willing to lose Tobio again.

Thus is Tenma's debut into the Gambling Apocalypse, where he must become cutthroat in order to survive; if he wants to see his son again, he must make choices that will doom the hapless to miserable servitude, with a nonzero chance it ends in their death.

He survives the cruise, but of course, it was hardly enough to clear his debt; the cruise was never going to be the end of it. Teiai doesn't let go of its victims that easily. He will be called on again: this is a weight that hangs over him, all while he returns to his son Tobio. The same hands that have pushed innocents into hell must now be the hands that can embrace his child.

He wants to protect Tobio from the truth and enjoy what peaceful moments he's allowed with his son, but it's difficult. It's difficult to be the parent of a child who cannot understand the danger that looms ahead; this "happy" home is not to last. Tenma angers quickly and easily. He turns that anger onto Tobio.

As Teiai's games become more and more vicious and unrelenting, as his conscience holds onto the last vestiges of thread that remain, Tenma even threatens, once, to give the boy in: it would all end, then; the debt would be clear and no longer would he have to endure Tobio's childish annoyances, his ungratefulness.

The next time that Tenma is beckoned, Tobio takes matters into his own hands. He does understand, now; and he would have, if only Tenma had bothered to explain sooner. If it's a debt that needs clearing, he will work. He will help his father clear his debts however he can. Of course, it's difficult to find work as a child; but a circus troupe finds amusement in the idea of a child robot, and takes him in. He is whisked into a certainly unpleasant working situation, but he remembers his father, and what he must be enduring. Tobio, also, will endure.

When Tenma returns, Tobio is gone.

All that held Tenma back from becoming something monstrous has disappeared. All that kept him going has disappeared. When he is called upon by Teiai, there is no knowing what sort of person might come out the other end; whether a monster clawing his way to freedom regardless of what actions he must take, or a desolate husk surrendering defeat.

There is still a light, however dim: Found by Professor Ochanomizu and rescued from the circus, Tobio - now Atom - is able to shed light on the situation which Tenma took great pains to keep hidden from his old friend. With time running out, Ochanomizu and Atom must do what they can to save Tenma - from Teiai, and from himself.

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UHHH and that's a wrap!!!! I couldn't quite decide which way Tenma would go after hitting Rock Bottom in this AU, and tbh it would really depend on the kind of mental state he's in at the time. On the one hand I like the narrative of Ochanomizu and Tobio racing to prevent Tenma from crossing a line (actual outright murder probably) - or having to pull him back into humanity (and yknow, his ensuing penance)

But on the other hand having him get sent to Teiai Evil Hell Prison would be interesting because a) there's a lot of narrative potential having Tenma faced with what Teiai is doing with the people that lose the games and b) need him to decimate the foreman at chinchirorin Kaiji style

Tenma's whole character is definitely a much different guy in this AU, he starts off pretty sympathetic, the guy you wanna root for, he just ends up having an inverse character arc where he gets worse instead of better. His conflict with "Tobio" is also kind of reversed, less about being unsatisfied with Tobio as a son and more not being able to handle the fact that he probably has intense PTSD now and isnt capable of coping with it in a way conducive to being a parent (or like, coping at all)

Anyway that's gambling apocalypse tenma!!!

#umataro tenma #long post #well that became a novel. sorry lmao #in my mind teiai's evil hell prison in astro boy verse would probably be quite a bit different than regular kaiji #like. fuckin. weapons manufacturing for teiai or something like that. or scary bad danger robots. horrifying concept #Tenma would be a valuable asset to them whether by giving up Atom or by losing in death game hell and being forced to work for em #and if he dies? they can just take atom #get him out of there.#I'm also thinkin of who Teiai would be represented by.....the snakey loan sharks u could easily put skunk in there.#but who is an evil fucked up sadist billionaire. theres probably someone who could be fucked up enough I just dont know offhand #and im allergic to mischaracterizing in AUs lol im not gonna make a slightly bad guy into an evil freakguy. so. Hyoudou is just himself.#if you squint this could be considered an 80s astro boy AU..has a cruise arc & not actually giving atom away #but man. that tenma LEAST of all deserves this fate lmao #do I want to write fic of this? yes. will I? not likely!#I can just smell it dude this would be some crazy fuckoff 100k shit I am not ready brother #also it would just be soooooo so so so so so edgy. I dont really enjoy writing intensely grim stuff w/ little to no respite #also tbh. I am too stupid. LOL. I cannot write clever gambles alas

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morbid-hippie · 9 months

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The Day After (1983)

When you close your eyes, you start remembering

You can’t see it, you can’t feel it, and you can’t taste it, but it’s here

They've got a hospital in Lawrence...

And then from the smoke came locust upon the earth

You know what Einstein said? About World War Three? He said he didn’t know how they were gonna fight World War Three, but he knew how they would fight World War Four. With sticks and stones

I’m not going anyplace

I want to see my home before I die

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rhodoforfall · 5 months

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Ubi Sunt — #4

November 27th, 2023

good evening! if you're in the right timezone :3

if not - good morning, good afternoon, good day, goodnight etc.

i visited the library today!!

UNFORTUNATELY my mother forgot her library card so i wasn't able to check out anything.

FORTUNATELY there was a box of free shit right outside, and i took a book called Atomic Anna. it somehow involves nuclear science.

i haven't immersed myself in a new book for...quite a while, so i'll definitely make reference to it in some later posts.

having read about nuclear tests before, i can't help but remember even the smaller things the u.s. has gotten away with...

in the 1954 castle bravo bomb test, a 15-megaton nuclear weapon detonated on an atoll in the marshall islands.

there was an enormous fallout, leading to severe radiation sickness for the marshallese people and a crew of japanese fishermen.

even in "weak" forms, nuclear weapons truly terrify me.

the fact that only a handful of privileged countries control weapons of mass destruction should terrify everyone...

i'll end today's post with my acknowledgement and thanks to two anti-nuclear activists i learned about today:

Mordechai Vanunu (Israeli former nuclear scientist + whistleblower)

Motarilavoa Hilda Lin̄i (Ni-Vanuatu chief + Nobel Peace Prize nominee)

🫶❤️‍🔥

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fzzr · 7 months

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Charles Stross and Mass Civilian Casualties

Sometimes in both fiction and non-fiction, one has to describe a mass civilian casualty event. When facing this task, there are a few paths one can take. You give some narrative note that a nuke went off or showing the explosion from a colony drop from orbit and maybe a body count in exposition. Alternatively, you can zoom in, and use the point of view of a single person to humanize the catastrophe. Charles Stross chooses the secret third option of "both".

Stross is the author of among many other things, the Laundry Files and Merchant Princes series. In these stories and others, he has occasion to describe mass civilian death. When doing so, he slips into a different voice from the rest of his narration. It's both more abstract and poetic and more direct and clinical than the rest of his writing. In the end he often lands on one sentence, all the way on the poetic side. Atomic weapons bring out that tendency the most, so I'll focus on that.

There are only a handful of these events, perhaps because overusing them would make them seem trivial and routine. Most of the descriptions are too long to post, but the last few paragraphs of a chapter featuring a tactical nuclear explosion are a microcosm of this.

Behind them a dark rain began to fall on the battlefield, fat drops turbid with radioactive dust scorched from the stones of the castle and the bones of the men who had followed their usurper-king into the radius of the fireball. The survivors, burned and broken-those that could move-cupped their hands to catch the rain and drank greedily. Otto Neuhalle, and the ten survivors of his company, were among them. They did not know-nor could they-that the man-portable nuclear weapon responsible for the fireball had a maximum yield of only one kiloton, and that such bombs are inherently dirty, and that this blast had been, by nuclear standards, absolutely filthy; that it had failed to consume even a tenth of its plutonium core, and had scooped up huge masses of debris and irradiated it before scattering it tightly around ground zero. Dead men, drinking bitter rain.

I don't know for sure, but this gives me the feeling that he visited the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum and found it deeply affecting. It takes a similar approach, presenting the horror of the first use of nuclear weapons in war both by describing the mechanics of the event, with maps and explanations of radiation sickness, and intensely personally, for example displaying the diaries of survivors (and lingering non-survivors) along with excerpts from such.

The famous Atomic Bomb Dome is the representation of the physical force of the blast, but it's not the actual hypocenter. That spot is marked with a plaque in an alley a block away that passes by a small clinic toward the best okonomiyaki place in town. Stross puts us both a few hundred feet above and behind the eyes of someone who might have been walking down the predecessor to that street at that fateful moment. Unavoidably, he makes the reader multiply this much suffering by this many lives. In so doing, he performs a fraction of the task of dragging those who see that crime as a necessary evil across the world, pressing their faces against the glass, and asking them if they can still say that out loud.

#charles stross #the merchant princes #the laundry files #literature #original post #atomic weapons #nuclear weapons #civilian casualties

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floofster-the-raccoon · 8 months

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… do with this you like…

#atomic bomb #blueprint #boom boom #explosive #nuclear weapons #nuclear #nuclear bomb #nuclear war #nuclear testing #don’t ask #I am not legally responsible for anything i post.

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deannebarciablog · 22 days

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#aiart #ai #art #post-apocalyptic #atomic bomb #digitalart #destruction #nuclear weapon #nuclear explosion #cityscape #devastation

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silvesterwrennblog · 26 days

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#digitalart #aiart #radiation effects #wildlife #plants #art #nuclear weapon #ai #post-apocalyptic #nuclear apocalypse #atomic bomb

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#aiart #art #ruined cityscape #survivors #nuclear attack #haunting #ai #atomic bomb #nuclear weapon #post-apocalyptic #digitalart

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#cityscape #destruction #art #aiart #digitalart #atomic bomb #nuclear weapon #post-apocalyptic #nuclear warfare #war #ai

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needle-noggins · 11 months

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(CW for SA, suicidal ideation) Here we go. My favorite and simultaneously least favorite panel of Vash and Knives.

I've seen a few interpretations of this scene and before we dive into the one that really struck me, let's start with the more... chill one. We're finally introduced to the third gun of Trigun, Vash's angel arm. And the way we're introduced to it involves Knives forcing him to pull the trigger. Of course, since no one knows anything about Knives, the people of Noman's Land blame Vash for Fifth Moon, and Vash likewise blames himself (this is kinda a spoiler but if you've been paying attention, it's just par for the course). However, he's not the one who pulled the trigger, Knives is. It brings up an interesting moral question of blame - do we blame the gun (and Vash, who is being used/objectified as a weapon here), or the person who wanted it to happen? Guns don't kill people, genocidal twins do!

Now for the awful interpretation, the one that makes me cry and wish Vash was real so I could hug him and pay for his therapy. And really highlights how awful Knives is and how far he'd go for his brother in his own, fucked-up way. I touched on this in a previous post about Legato and the Murder Cafe, and the whole time I was thinking about Fifth Moon but didn't want to say anything for the sake of spoilers.

So. Pay attention to the way Vash and Knives are standing. Knives, when he first grabbed Vash's head, was standing in front of him. He moves behind him to better control him and yeah, he's still controlling him via hand on head, and now he's got his other hand gripping Vash's chest, where feathers/wings are manifesting. Knives is assaulting him. If you wanna get crazy with it and say that the angel arm is kinda phallic, you could say... yeah. This is rape. I heard that specific interpretation once and while I accepted it I also don't know if that would be generally accepted or if I'd be called out for it, so I'm trying to tread lightly here.

It also doesn't escape me that of course the angel arm has feminine features like the plants - the plants that, again, humans are exploiting for their ability to create. There's a lot of feminist commentary to be made here but many people have said it better than me. Specifically I'm thinking of this one post I saw about gender fuckery and Tristamp Vash. Anyway.

Also, the atomic bomb/black hole/sun/whatever that is in the middle... It's just so powerful. It's terrifying. The eldritch body horror here is a punch to the gut. What the fuck, Trigun? I thought this was a funky space western!!!

Oh, and here's more commentary on the following few panels:

Vashussy shot, Knives is still right behind him. Yeah, I wasn't kidding about how bad this pose is for them. Knives, you sick fuck.

Vash shoots himself in the leg (a key difference from '98 trigun, lol), because of course he does, but it doesn't free him from the arm.

The arm's getting darker/the light inside is getting lighter! Stampede did an awesome job with their interpretation of the angel arm and I don't think I would have understood it without that. Also, on my first read I didn't notice that Vash is literally levitating, which is cool, but also terrifying because ?? he's not in control of that either??

Finally. A super painful, minimalist, double-page spread. Nightow loves 'em. Vash thinks he's dying (maybe?) and he wishes he had never existed. It's not suicidal ideation per se, but he wishes he didn't exist at all because he's already caused enough suffering. This is a low for him, because he believes so strongly in the concept of the Blank Ticket. (Come on, soupy brain bitch boy, get it together!) He's a monster, it's just how he was born, and he's not in control. Very specifically too, he says "we", and then changes it to "I"... he doesn't blame Knives at all, and that's very him. I want to shake him! Stop playing the martyr, Vash!

#trimax #trigunbookclub #cw assault #cw sa #ive never tagged content warnings before please help if i didnt do it well enough #cw sui ideation #vash the stampede #millions knives #also if you say ONE WORD about plancest i will kill you with my mind because you have sorely misunderstood the point here #posting this makes me so nervous ngl #dont hate me

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gotham-daydreams · 7 months

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Honestly, if I was reader I would weaponize the fact they literally know next to nothing about me. Hear me out

Bruce and fam show up and are like: it's so irresponsible for you to just disappear and not tell anyone, did you drop out of school just to get away

Me, knowing they never paid attention anyways: no one wanted to talk that night so I left a note. And no I didn't drop out, I graduated with honors. I went to/am going to college for___ degree. I took my diplomas with me because it's MY accomplishment

Or

Bruce letting his high tech medical machine do a series of tests because he's lost it and wants to know every detail down to your white cell count: you've had a significant damage to your pelvis in recent months

Me : oh yeah, My husband is going through a phase

Bruce : you're married???

Me : was it my ring or extraordinarily good sex life that gave it away??

Like seriously, I'd not pull any punches when it comes to hurting them back for what they did to me. Such as mentioning lasting injuries or traumatic events that happened while they were pretending I didn't exist. If anything I'd bring it up just to hammer in the fact that I.don't.need.them. And let them all have mental breakdowns. It gives me joy. And the best part is, they really wouldn't know what's fact or fiction. Let them go hunting for a husband that doesn't exist. Send them on wild goose chases for anything and everything they don't know.

Again, I love all of these spite posts and y'all are a RIOT and I love y'all for that, oh my god.

Icing on the cake? Of course the reader has gotten hurt in the past. They've overworked each and every last atom in their bodies just to have an inch of a connect with the Batfam, but still got nothing for their efforts. Which may or may not be mentioned in part 3 when stuff starts tumbling down even more.

Honestly, why not just make shit like that worse? How are they going to know?

You broke your wrist? Say it was your arm.

An ankle? Say it was both your legs and you were maybe even bedridden for a while. Or just on crutches (which may or may not be canon).

Hell, with the whole husband thing — why not lowkey turn it into a whole ass drama for the hell of it? You've had pervious partners in the past, and honestly some of them were kind of shit but there was this one person who you're actually kind of chill with. Maybe you still have a drink with them every now and again. You're married but have already been through your first divorce and have maybe been thinking of having children, or maybe you already do! (Which, of course, they can be pets but how is the Batfam going to know that right away?)

Basically, go off. They honestly deserve it, and especially because after years they still don't know the smallest thing about the reader. Well- besides that they're into music, and even then that's only about half of them? I believe?

The only one that would see through your bs is Alfred but he isn't going to say anything. Not without being sassy himself and heavily sarcastic. Even if he'll only play along for so long, your the favorite so it's okay. Besides it wouldn't be the first mind games he's played.

It may take everyone a little longer, but you can guess why. Hell, maybe some lies they'll never even find out about, since some of the best lies are told with a little bit of truth to them.

Regardless, it all spunds very fun ♡♡

#talking daydreams #platonic yandere batfam #yandere batfam #sibling reader #gn reader

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musings-and-overanalyses · 8 months

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Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind: Why This is My Favourite Ghibli Movie

CW: Major high-school English teacher vibes ahead. Proceed at your own risk.

Nausicaä of the valley of wind is a story of the titular character Nausicaä and her being a bridge between the world of humans and nature to bring peace, thus fulfilling an ancient prophecy.

Nausicaa is the princess of the Valley of the Wind. The film begins with her walking and exploring the Sea of Decay, an area with toxic air, plants and fungal spores. She collects some spores and finds the hard molten shell of an Ohmu (gigantic blue-blooded trilobite-looking creatures), which her people use to make weapons and tools. As the name suggests, the Valley of the Wind is a civilisation that depends on and bases their culture around wind, which one can see through an abundance of windmills and gliders, including the one that Nausicaä rides. They are shown to be peaceful people who do not interfere with the politics of the warring human kingdoms or disturb nature. Nausicaä in particular is shown to have a special gift with animals—from calming Ohmus to having a pet fox-squirrel. As the existence of the kingdom depends on the sea wind that shields them from the effects of the sea of decay, there is a general reverence towards nature and its other members such as the Ohmus, that are often referred to with honorifics.

This was an element I liked: the symbolism goes deep in this film; for example, with the nature of wind—it being the very breath necessary for life is contrasted with its other face, through toxic spores in the sea of decay capable of killing anyone who inhales it.

It is revealed that humans had built The Giant Men, weapons so dangerous—not unlike our atomic bombs as shown through the characteristic mushroom cloud—that the destruction caused by the war had unleashed the fury of the Ohmus, an otherwise gentle species. They wiped out entire civilisations and where they died, the Sea of Decay grew on their decomposing corpses, showing how all life is interconnected and that even in death the rage of the Ohmus, and through them the rage of nature, wouldn't subside. It is then that the viewers find out that this is not some far-off planet, but a post-apocalyptic future on earth.

New species of plants and fungi made the Sea of Decay their habitat—nature and life always find a way. It is implied that the humans lost the war referred to as the Seven days of Fire, but the truth is that it is not a war that can ever be won. Even if you win the war against nature you lose. As the story progresses, we see that the plants and fungi that Nausicaä collected from the Sea of Decay are actually trying to purify the soil and water—nature holds no grudges but only seeks balance.

The seventh of the Giant Men, a sentient atomic bomb if you will, apparently hid underground for a thousand years until the kingdom of Pejite found it for use against their enemy, the Tolmekians. They both remain oblivious to the sheer destruction that can be caused by this Giant Man and they don't care either. Despite the balance between humans and nature being a delicate one, instead of trying to rebuild together, they justify to themselves that the war is necessary for self-preservation and to put humans back on top of the food chain.

In their hubris, the Tolmekians and their princess Kushana believe that with the help of their superweapon they can destroy the Sea of Decay despite knowing that it will trigger the wrath of the Ohmus. The Giant Man however is not complete and hence, though the devastation is great, the final giant man dies and all that is remains to be done is to calm the wrath of the Ohmus.

Nausicaä saves an Ohmu child who was injured by Tolmekian soldiers to lure the Ohmus into a war. She saves the baby Ohmu and sacrifices her own life to calm the sea of maddened Ohmus. The now-calm Ohmu then revive Nausicaä, symbolising the mystical healing power of nature and its ability to support and create life.

Nausicaä is an excellent protagonist, and how the trope of the chosen one is utilised is beautiful and full of symbolism. Right from the get-go, we see her being inquisitive and brave. She is willing to defend her people but not through violence. And it is made abundantly clear that her avoidance of violence is not due to any lack of strength; when she strikes down the soldiers who killed her father, rather than feeling any sense of pride (as one might expect from a character not used to strength), it sickens her. She shows understanding even towards Kushana, whose men took over her kingdom. She sincerely loves and respects animals and plants.

There was a prophecy among the people of the valley of wind that a person clad in blue over golden fields will save their kingdom and bring peace. And towards the end of the film, Nausicaä's clothes becoming blue with the blood of the baby Ohmu she saved and the golden fields being the tendrils of the Ohmus healing her is poetic to say the least.

In addition to a good female protagonist, we also get a powerful female antagonist in Kushana, who starts out as a one-note expansionist ruler, but it is revealed that she lost her limbs and got severely maimed by the sea of decay, motivating her to destroy it once and for all. Proud and arrogant, sure, but she has a motive beyond just wanting power and possesses some form of a moral code. In another story she could be the protagonist bravely defending humanity against the evil, alien-esque trilobites and spores.

It was a unique and meaningful choice on Miyazaki's part to symbolise nature through the Ohmus—alien-looking giant insects—instead of something cute and fluffy. Oftentimes humans care more about the conservation of animals that they find cute (pandas over, say, Panamanian golden frogs), but an animal doesn't have to appeal to human aesthetics to be worth conserving.

Absolutely not to be missed is the breathtaking soundtrack by Hisaishi. There are symphonies, techno music, sitar-like instruments and a child's humming, all elevating every scene to give a moving experience.

Ultimately it is an ambitious story that aims to deal with themes of coexisting with nature, the futility and dangers of war, and of how innocent children who should live carefree lives are dragged into it and made heroes. This film is often categorised as falling into the genre of Solarpunk: a literary and artistic movement that centres around building a sustainable future interconnected with nature and community. Although this film does depict violence and wars, it ultimately shows a peaceful future is possible.

Truly a masterpiece. 9/10.

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hebewebe · 7 months

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Knowing Me, Knowing You - {Y.Okkotsu}

cross-posted of my ao3, do not steal!!!!

La Douleur Exquise

(n.) The heart-wrenching pain of wanting the affection of someone unattainable.

Yuuta Okkotsu is a man who knows many things, he’s spent most of his adolescence in fear of Rika hurting others and training to control her, along the way he’s also learned a couple of things on the way such as the reversed curse technique which no longer allowed him the need to visit Shoko as often.

He also learned how to master cursed speech, something that his friend was born able to do, he’s also learned how to copy other cursed techniques and wield many weapons.

Along the way he’s also learned you , you joined him not long after your first year at Jujutsu Tech and have been close friends for a while (much to Rika’s dismay at first), his friends were your friends, his likes and dislikes were also yours, two peas in a pod something that Gojo would tease you both about.

he’s learned almost if not all your dreams and aspirations, your reasons for joining the horrific world of jujutsu sorcery, “I don’t want to just sit here wasting my life away in some office job knowing I could be out there helping the world.” something you told him a little after the fight of a hundred demons, he had asked you after watching you help fight in the city.

And you know him just as well, his favorite colors, movies, likes, dislikes, why he’s here, who Rika is, and what she means to him.

Why he double knots his shoelaces, why he is surprisingly good at making french toast and smoothie bowls, how he never really contacts his family but tries to stay close with his sister, and how he’s good at geometry and quadratics.

You believe he’s the reason the sky is blue and that the night is dark, why the nights without him are cold and lonely, why the days without him are somehow even worse.

You find yourself on autopilot when he’s not around you, sharing the same air as you, feeling an empty and aching void in your chest when he’s not with you.

And when he is with you, you can’t help but feel whole again, like the aching and empty piece inside of you has been filled with something unknown, warm, and true.

You’ve decided to call this visceral feeling a small passing crush , but you know better than to think so little of these growing feelings.

You love him, you love him more than anything, you find yourself at a loss for words whenever he’s near, and your cheeks grow warmer when he brushes his hand against yours.

“Hey, Yuu? Can I ask you something?” it's a whisper, that could’ve easily gone unnoticed if it weren’t for the silence in the room. “You can ask me anything, you know that.” he smiles when he says it, almost as if a reminder that you both already know he’d listen to any question; stupid or not.

“What do you think it feels like to love and be loved in return?” there’s a moment of pondering silence between the two before one speaks up.

“I think it should feel… suffocating, like your drowning in an endless sea of.. warmth, I believe that once you find someone to love you should love them hard, love them with every atom that makes up your existence, love them hard to the point where if they’re not with you the world feels as if it’ll come crashing down on your shoulders. And to be loved in return? Well, that’s a kind of complicated question, I guess it would feel like... A boulder falling and crashing against a dam?” it’s said just as silently as the question was asked.

“A boulder falling and crashing against a dam? Why do you say that?” there you go, always wondering, always asking why when things don’t add up to you, its cute in a sense how you’re always eager for an answer.

“Because no one truly expects to be loved just as hard as they love someone, if anything maybe half or less than that, but never fully, never wholly. Nobody ever truly expects to be loved so hard that they forget how to breathe when one is not near, nobody expects to feel all that love, and definitely not at once.” He always makes sure to answer any of your questions in full, another one of the many upon many things you love about him.

“Are you supposed to feel loved all at once?” You will always have a mountain of questions ready to be asked and answered he supposes.

“I don’t think so, I guess it just depends on the circumstance, for instance, if both parties love hard then I guess it’ll be suffocating on both ends, but if it festers like a warm disease then it’ll take its time, it might start with things such as the way they prefer their tea or coffee, or which hand they might drive better with. Presumably small things that then fester until they are the only thought that consumes your mind, they're the only thing that plagues your dreams at night and even again when you wake, until you realize that they have complete control over your heart.”

He says the words as if he’s fond of them, he probably has considering how he felt about Rika, and you know that if you ask there’s a strong possibility that your heart might end up in small shatters but you can't help but wonder if.

“Have you ever felt that way towards someone?” it’s said even quieter than before and you fear not if he heard you but if he didn’t hear you .

“I have actually, I still do.”

Oh , it’s all that comes to mind, your heart freezes and does nearly every blood vessel in your body.

“Have you?”

A simple question regarding such a simple answer.

A moment of silence passes.

“I have.”

I have felt that way and I still do, everything about you plagues me like a horrid disease and I can’t help but warmly accept it, even though the possibility of my feelings being unreciprocated is strong I still love you if not even more than the day I met you, I love you so much that my soul aches and my heart shatters and my mind begs for you. I would lasso the sun to bring you eternal warmth so you would never feel cold again, I would overthrow all the demons in hell just so I can control the demons you fight and make sure you forever have peace of mind because I know that late into the nights horrendous thoughts poison your mind and leave you scared, I would manipulate the sisters of faith so you can face nothing but good fortune, I would become god to make sure that every blessing would come forth to you.

“That’s wonderful y/n, did they feel the same?” an innocent question asked by the person guilty of blindly robbing one’s heart, “I’m not sure actually.”

“Well, I’m sure one day someone will,” it’s said with a friendly smile, and your heart somehow breaks even more. “Well, I should get going Inumaki is expecting me,” he kicks his feet off the bed and leaves you alone with your thoughts.

You wonder if he’s still in love with Rika, does he dream of a life where instead of a horrific appearance one could only conjure up in horror movies does he dream of her youthful and beautiful? Does he still love her the same he did all those years ago? He still wears the ring so one could only assume.

Does he dream of kissing her in the rain? Comforting her when she has nightmares? Marrying her? Starting a family with her? I mean they must obviously talk about what they could’ve been had that tragic incident not happened.

Does he love her the same way you love him? So many questions you wish to bombard him with but no position to ask.

You hate the feeling of being in love, it makes the days long and miserable and the nights even worse, the constant nagging feeling of loneliness and desperation, the aching feeling of longing that settles deep within you.

How everything brightens up when Yuuta’s near.

How your heart beats faster.

How your cheeks heat up.

You hate it all, because at the end of the day.

He’s not yours.

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brielledoesastrology · 11 months

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asteroid oppenheimer (67085) in your astrology natal chart

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"Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds" - J. Robert Oppenheimer quoting from the Bhagavad Gita

asteroid Oppenheimer code number : 67085

When i was hunting asteroids i actually didn't expect an asteroid to be named after him since he is a very controversial figure of history. Before this post started i just wanted to say that I do not idolize or sorry even respect this person since i am aware of what his creations have done to hundreds of thousands of people. By the way the picture above is cillian murphy not him.

This asteroid is named after J. Robert Oppenheimer. He was an American theoretical physicist. He is often credited till now as the "father of the atomic bomb" since he is the one who is responsible for the research and design of an atomic bomb. the atomic bombs were used on the Japanese cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, which to date remains the only use of nuclear weapons in war.

Did he regret it?

only 11 days after the bombing of Hiroshima, on August 17, 1945, he expressed in writing to the US government his desire for nuclear weapons to be banned. Two months later he would tell President Harry S. Truman that blood was on his hands.

Oppenheimer became an advocate of nuclear disarmament and spoke out against the use of nuclear weapons during the Cold War. He also had his security clearance revoked and was accused of being a security risk due to his past connections with communist sympathizers. Many historians attribute this in part to his opposition to nuclear weapons and the arms race.

Overall, it is clear that Oppenheimer had mixed and contradictory feelings about his involvement in the development of the atomic bomb, and certainly had some regrets about the consequences.

(if there is any incorrect information above please correct me by reblog or commenting, so many sources have different stuff about him even big sources now i am just confused)

(for the regret or not part i am not sure if it is correct or not since a lot of big different sources said different stuff about what he felt, please correct me by reblogging or commenting if i made any mistakes on the sources i posted above)

In astrology the asteroid Oppenheimer (67085) could represent : where u could feel u have blood on your hands, where you could or not feel guilty about ur creations/actions, where ur creations cause massive destruction.

If i even have to be honest i kinda hate that there was an asteroid named after him. 🥲 Like seriously everytime when an asteroid is named after a historical figure i always get nervous.

⚠️ Warning : i consider this asteroid as prominent and brings the most effect if it conjuncts ur personal planets (sun,moon,venus,mercury,mars) and if it conjuncts ur personal points (ac,dc,ic,mc), i use 0 - 2.5 orbs (for conjunctions). For sextile, trine, opposite and square aspects to asteroids i usually use 0 - 2 orbs. Yes tight conjunctions of planet / personal points to asteroids tends to give the most effect, but other aspects (sextile,trine,square,opposite, etc) still exist, even they produce effects. If it doesn't aspect any of your planets or personal points, check the house placement of the asteroid, maybe some stuff/topics relating to this asteroid could affect some topics/stuff relating to the house placement . ⚠️

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thydungeongal · 9 months

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As someone whose been in a bit of a fallout kick recently but is Disappointed To put it Lightly with the way the series has gone recently, what's an RPG system you might recommend for running a Fallout (themed, at least) campaign/session?

This is a fun one. Ultimately there's a wealth of post-apocalyptic RPGs on the market and which one you pick depends heavily on what you want to be the focus. Here's a few suggestions:

Fallout: The Roleplaying Game. Not sure if you knew but Modiphius has put out an officially licensed Fallout RPG using their house system, the 2d20 system. I have no idea how well it runs or supports adventures in the style of Fallout, but it exists.

GURPS. Kind of a comedy option but stay with me for a second: before the creators of Fallout settled on their own system, SPECIAL, the game was supposed to be based on a version of GURPS. The deal fell through for whatever reason so here we are. There's still a lot of GURPS to be seen in the system that powers the earlier Fallout titles, including its fiddly nature and a certain amount of systemic design.

Other Dust. A very simple old-school D&D based post-apocalyptic RPG. Setting differs from Fallout because it is connected to Sine Nomine's space-faring RPG Stars Without Number, but that's not exactly a problem: it means you can easily port in energy weapons and robots and hi-tech from SWN. Other Dust is very brutal and lethal though, so you may need to set your expectations accordingly. The best part of Sine Nomine games is always the advice and tools for running a sandbox campaign. Other Dust costs like twenty bucks (although it's currently on sale) in PDF and there's a free version of SWN available.

Atomic Highway. Solid free RPG, at least in PDF. Atomic Highway is probably closer to Mad Max than Fallout, but since the former was one of the many inspirations on the latter that's probably not too bad. It's also explicitly more cinematic. Vehicles play a large role in the game. All in all you have nothing to lose from checking it out, because it's free.

Apocalypse World. This is if your ideal Fallout campaign is, like, "what if someone made a prestige TV drama based on Fallout." It is a post-apocalyptic game that concerns itself very much with scarcity and rebuilding after a cataclysm, but it plays less like a party-based adventure RPG and more like a drama engine for pitting player characters with different wants and needs against each other. Remember the Gizmo/Killian quest in Fallout? Now imagine if that was a storyline involving three player characters (or one NPC and two player characters), one playing Killian, one playing Gizmo, and one playing the wandering gunlugger who suddenly turned up in town. That's basically where Apocalypse World shines. It's a very simple engine albeit one that runs somewhat differently than more traditional RPGs, but there's a reason people still keep making games based on its system and principles.

#long post #asks

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