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duckiemimi · 9 days

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on the jujutsu mindset and power

what does it mean to be powerful?

in this post (click), i talked about how pre-defection geto operated from a place of arrogance, thinking himself better than non-sorcerers even before he defected. to expand on that, in reality most sorcerers think the same way to some degree.

(geto's case is particularly unique in that he grew up with non-sorcerer parents while having an extraordinary CT—and that later he set out to do what most sorcerers would only think of in moments of weakness. despite his background, his skills were impressive enough to earn him half of the moniker "the strongest duo," sharing the title with someone like gojo who was essentially born and bred for jujutsu. in any case, i did explore on why his background could have a lot to do with how he processed everything post-riko in that first post and a little here (click) and here, too (click)).

in chapter 74, we get some context on the time vessel association and subsequently, the history of jujutsu and how it came to be. it's said that tengen themself laid the moral foundation of modern-day jujutsu in the nara period (ad 710-784), just before the golden age of jujutsu in the heian period (ad 794-1185). despite tengen's efforts, a clash of ideas persisted between jujutsu and religion (Buddhism).

the most interesting part of the conversation here, though, is that the representative of the cult says that, "even jujutsu sorcerers who have authorization beyond normal rights for many things cannot lay hands on non-curse users," implying that historically, jujutsu sorcerers have always had more authority than non-curse users, curse users, and non-sorcerers, an authority etched in a set of agreed upon rules that ultimately developed into the modern jujutsu laws, which were established by the big three clans (click for more context).

aligned with tengen's teachings during the nara period, these rules serve as a ceiling of sorts, to disarm the power sorcerers could potentially wield against the powerless. but as we see with sukuna later on in the heian period, power can be more desirable than morality. as opposed to the famous "with great power, comes great responsibility" quote, something tengen seemed to push for, great power also comes with great arrogance, and the great lust to exercise it.

while modern jujutsu is considerably more "civil" and organized, the sentiment still lingers. the recent system centers around the concept of duty towards humanity, an obligation to protect those who cannot protect themselves from cursed spirits—or in other words, to protect the powerless. as geto once said in the anime, "survival of the weakest. that's how a society should be. the weak help each other and discourage any who are too strong."

even to its roots, the jujutsu education system instills a sense of responsibility in its young to use their powers for the benefit of society, but it's written there in fine-print: "you have power, and you have more of it than other people." we see how this manifests in two major ways, the first being an attitude of apathy (like student gojo, and to an equal or lesser extent, many other sorcerers), and the second being pride in purpose (like student geto). either way, both projections come from a place of "i am better than them, therefore ＿."

herein lies the cleverness of the jujutsu machine: the more powerful you are, the better you are as a sorcerer, thus the more you're put to work to serve its current purpose. for those who care, this acknowledgment of power becomes incentive—until it breaks them. unfortunately, with its lack of resources, the system eats its tail by exploiting its own sorcerers, who are also lacking in numbers. this is the cause of sorcerer resentment and it's what pushes them to leave or turn. after all, why does it seem like they are powerless when they've been taught all their lives that they are powerful?

the secretive nature of jujutsu makes matters worse because sorcerers do not receive direct feedback from the people they have a duty to protect, resulting in a lack of real emotional connection, of empathy. and it's here where arrogance thickens. non-sorcerers cannot give you validation for your work, and the system barely gives any, if at all. you need to have an overflowing reservoir of self-assurance to be able to get through your day to day as a sorcerer. you need to be at least a little bit arrogant to be a sorcerer. you need to believe you matter enough to make a difference, because if not you, then who?

since power is such a big theme in jjk, i do hope we get to see it punctuated in a nice conclusion by the end of the series. because really, what does it mean to be powerful when power isolates? what does power mean when you're alone?

#jjk #jjk meta #jujutsu kaisen #geto #gojo

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leportraitducadavre · 6 months

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okay, I’m not a gatekeeper. I swear I’m not. But I genuinely cannot help but be irked when I see a hinata fan latch themselves onto characters like Neji or Sasuke. Pretending like they ~totally~ understand their characters while also horribly misrepresenting them and characterizing them like they’re from a fanfiction. Talking about how noo sasuke would love hinata if he really got to know her! He’s just so cold and unfeeling that a character like hinata could really bring out a nice side to him!1!1!1 Neji is a victim of this too but in a slightly lesser degree as most hinata fans don’t bother to ship them openly as they’re related. But that won’t stop them from characterizing Neji as someone completely and utterly obsessed with hinata to the point he grovels at her feet and is possessive of her like a “big brother.” Because if hinata called him her big brother when he died then that totally makes them siblings! Who cares if neji considers himself that! Hinata said so1!11!1!

god I dunno. Maybe I’m just being selfish in the idea I just want hinata Stans to stay tf away from Neji and Sasuke because if you like hinata and her character, there is absolutely zero chance you will be able to understand Neji or Sasuke.

Well, I don't see an issue with liking a character by itself and proclaiming yourself a fan of the rest (I'm a big fan of Ino Yamanaka and Sasuke Uchiha, two characters that stand in opposite corners thematically), yet this can be sustained as long as we respect their canonical characterizations and understand that not everything about a character is "good" or has to be justified. As for the core of your complaint, I agree, as many of these arguments are sustained on the premise of giving Hinata more relevance (romantically or politically); something that she canonically does not possess and that neither of the two previously mentioned male characters are interested in giving her.

Hinata's sole purpose as a character was based on being Neji's polar opposite during his arc (the Chünin exams are relevant to Neji, not Hinata, who is a supporting character to him) and being Naruto's admirer on certain occasions. That's it, at no point was she even mentioned or observed by Sasuke, and any narrative weight she might have carried disappeared when Neji himself was no longer necessary for Naruto's growth.

Neji's problem isn't just with Hinata (I'm surprised to have to clarify something specifically mentioned in the manga and anime), but with the entire main Hyüga family; which is why his arc doesn't close until Hiashi (not Hinata), apologizes.

As for Sasuke, I wouldn't spend any more time thinking about it since the sole reason for his involvement lies in a desire for romantic reciprocity from the most attractive and powerful character in the manga (at the thought of an offspring with both Byakugan and Sharingan, despite the fact that the Sharingan is infinitely superior to the Byakugan). If with Neji's arc, Hinata possessed almost zero thematic relevance, with Sasuke - with whom she not only never interacts but in his eyes, she's part of the caste he seeks to eradicate, then her incidence is extremely nil.

I've never written a post about SasuHina/HinaSasu, and in part, I refuse because their canonical possibility really is nil, so there's nothing more to analyze than headcanons and fanfictions that have their own rules, which have little to do with Kishimoto's material.

Perhaps in the future, I'll dedicate a post to that pairing discussing some of its more famous theories; like how Hinata, being a character considered by the fandom as "sensitive", could understand and help Sasuke despite the fact that she was never seen comforting or trying to understand any character other than Naruto; going as far as to dismiss her cousin's emotions in order to put herself as a victim of the system on the same level as her cousin, whom her father enslaved.

Hinata being shy is not the same as her being "good" or "sensitive", Sakura used to be shy during her childhood and was bullied for it, yet Hinata stans don't usually consider Sakura to be a good person...

Here are some posts about Hinata and Neji's relationship:

Hinata endorses slavery. A quick explanation of why.

NejiHina or the possibilities of the pairing.

The Hyuga clan. And the Caged Bird Seal. Plus:

Sorry, no, Hinata never hit Pain.

#anti hinata #anti hinata hyuga #anti hinata hyuuga #anti nejihina #anti sasuhina #pro neji hyuga #pro neji hyuuga #pro sasuke #pro sasuke uchiha

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tinyozlion · 10 months

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Parsing Gundam Wing:

A Field Guide to a Classic Anime

So, you’re watching Gundam Wing.

Maybe you’re seeing it for the first time, maybe you’re returning to it as a fan of yore, maybe, like me, you’re trying to introduce it to a friend. Perhaps you are watching the English dub, or with English subtitles– doesn’t matter. There’s only one script for both. You’re trying to make it through the first episode, and oh baby, oh baby– What is this pacing? Who are these people? Why do they talk like that? What the fuck is a battle seed? Yes, the robots are cool, but the rest seems like a cursed soap opera. You are understandably hesitant to continue.

This is normal.

Take my hand. Shh, shh, come to my arms. You are safe now. I’m here to help. Welcome, brave explorer, to a classic 90's anime that once took America by storm. It’s very good. No, really, I promise, it’s very good.

Now, I can’t promise that you’ll love it! If the Space Opera And Ethics Course With Hot People and Robot Fights genre isn't for you, that's fine, take some hummus and go in peace my friend.

But the rest of you… we are brothers now.

Gundam Wing was lightning in a bottle when it first came out in North America, but even if that particular explosive debut will never come again, I think there’s still a wealth of enjoyment to be had for new fans– especially if like me you love stories that have a lot of depth, a lot of crunch, a lot of rewatch value, a lot of iterative shipping possibilities.

I realize that we live in an era of total media saturation; the notion of investing time in ANYTHING new these days is a tough sell. There are infinitely many things to watch, read, play, listen to-- so how do you justify getting into something that’s kinda old and a little janky? With some parts that haven’t aged as well as others? Something that maybe takes a bit of extra participation to get into?

...As a spoonful of medicine to help ease the media-fatigue, let me share with you something that I've found true in my life: rough edges invite you to participate in creation.

Stories that invite (or demand, or beg) you to participate in them have their own unique value, completely distinct from the value of those that satisfy you immediately; they will reward you for investing in them your time, your creativity, your curiosity.

And I think this is one of those stories! I genuinely want more people to play in this sandbox with me! So, here I am, making a blog about it.

--This is my guidebook to getting into Gundam Wing. It is intended to be a sort of companion, a primer-- maybe a walkthrough? An invitation? to this complex and juicy series.

This won't be a fan wiki-- those already exist, thank goodness, and people can check those out for themselves-- rather, I'd like to make this a repository of context and insight, and to fill in those troublesome missing pieces in the show that are big stumbling blocks to understanding what's going on!

I want to give you what I didn’t have when I started this series back in anno domini two-thousand-and-naught:

All the damn information.

Naturally, there will be more drawings, memes, crabs, very stupid gifs, and probably some crying throughout. And you have my word that I will try and present this in a comprehensive, inclusive, character-agnostic way.

...That said, I am not stealthy! I cannot possibly disguise the fact that I’ve given exponentially more thought to certain characters than to others. You will almost certainly be able to tell when you’ve encountered my Blorbos, my Special Interests--

(Shh, Tinylion! Back in your teapot!)

--But! Look into my eyes. Here is an Absolute, Unwavering Truth about me:

I love, or at least love something about, Every. Single. Character in Gundam Wing. and I will do my absolute damndest to give them each their due diligence, because they're worth it, and so are you.

Thank you for coming, I hope you enjoy whatever you find here ♥

~ Wesley, and to a lesser extent, TinyLion

#Parsing Post #Gundam Wing #TinyOZlion #tinyozlion pgw

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tekutiger · 14 days

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There's something I've been wanting to post here for about a week now, but I've been putting it off, waiting for the Dawntrail Benchmark to release. (That can be found here btw: https://na.finalfantasyxiv.com/lodestone/topics/detail/ffe3a1a5430a5a8168ca9782ab9ec0e57cd5be62)

On the official Square Enix forums (both English and Japanese), there is an entire thread for the Graphical Update Viera Noses. Our communities are not exactly thrilled with the changes, to say the least.

The (current) last page of the English thread can be found here: https://forum.square-enix.com/ffxiv/threads/493947-Graphical-Update-Viera-Nose/page19

The first page of the English thread can be found here: (or you can just go to the link above, scroll to the bottom and click "First") https://forum.square-enix.com/ffxiv/threads/493947-Graphical-Update-Viera-Nose

I tried checking here on Tumblr if this had been posted already but the FFXIV tags are spammed so much 🫠

The Japanese thread link is within the EN thread somewhere, I forget which page.

If you play a Viera, you've probably noticed that your beloved WoL doesn't quite look the same- specifically the nose, and to a lesser extent with their eyes.

That's all pointed out and discussed in the thread. And yes, I did voice my opinion to it 🙃

I'm trying to find some comparison screenies of my bunboi and fembun to contribute here.

The thing I was worried about, and still kind of am even after going through the benchmark- is the strange "shine" you see on bunboi's noses in certain areas, or at random times. I couldn't find any rhyme or reason to why or when this would happen 🤷🏻‍♀️

We were also shown a preview of bunboi's with their nose like 7 shades darker than their skin tone and that didn't sit well with me. Between that and the shine? No. Just no.

This is current graphics 👆🏻

Another thing I noticed in the benchmark is that they removed the colored eyelashes from Face 1 (the face I'm using on my bunboi). It's literally like, 1 of the 2 primary reasons I chose this face to begin with. (They usually match your hair color.)

Dawntrail Benchmarker 👆🏻

You can see some of this "so called shine" in some of these, but it's not as bad as I thought it'd be originally. I guess I can live with it and over time I'll probably get used to it.

I can probably even get over the fact that his white eyelashes are gone, though I'll miss them. I don't know... 😖

I do appreciate the updated quality of the hair, and the iris/eyes, and his facial feathers. I also like that the added "lip color" I gave him appears to be matte and not a gloss, but I'm not sure how other people will like that, lol.

ALSO. There's a very specific scene in the benchmarker that shows your WoL's face so much better but for some strange stupid reason you cannot take screenies during it. I feel like SE really let the ball slip there.

There's probably a reason for it, and then again there might not be- because if I really wanted to, there are loop holes and I could still get those screenshots if I had more time, Lol 😅

Current graphics 👆🏻

I don't have a plethora of screenshots of my fembun like I do of my bunboi- but looking at my fembun specifically I'm realizing her bunny nose doesn't seem that prominent, even now? I guess I thought it was defined more 🤔. Perhaps it's the lighting of this specific shot.

I was going through this phase of changing her hair color from red to yin yang colors, back to red, back to yin yang, rinse & repeat, so...

Dawntrail Benchmarker 👆🏻

Again, I appreciate the high quality in the iris/eyes, hair, facial features- like her tattoos.

It does seem like the highlights in her eyes get a little lost, if that makes sense? The anime type white reflection. Not just for her but for my bunboi too. I think that goes for all character now- I've seen this commented about all across Twitter (yeah I know it's called X, but I'll never call it X).

Her bunny nose seems to disappear in many scenes and then it "seems" to be there in some scenes. I don't know what to make of it.

I feel so wishy washy with this graphics update. There are parts I like and parts I dislike. At this point I'm wondering if it's that whole mentality of "People dislike change" / "People fear the unknown" and over time we'll get used to it.

But also, I've seen some comparisons of people's characters and the overall appearance, the overall vibe of their character has totally shifted. It's understandable they're upset.

I want to offer a couple of pieces of advice here. If you have any commentary to add about Vieras (or any other characters really- like moon kitties got royally shafted on their fangs)- please visit that thread and put your two cents in. Hopefully SE will see it and potentially listen to the community feedback. But in the case of Moon kitties, there's likely a respective thread for them so you'll have to seek out that thread.

The other thing is, take advantage of this benchmarker in tandem with our free fantasia (coming soon). I feel the character creation screen does not properly display what our characters are going to look like once ingame. Do not take the character creation screen at face value. Create and/or modify your character in the benchmarker (you can save your character data). Play it out- make sure you're happy with how they look in the benchmarker. Then go on and use that fantasia. You can load the saved data from the benchmarker into the real game. (unless they changed things, which I highly doubt)

Edit: Adding in some links to other threads ⤵️ (Its been mentioned by others that it's best to keep posts pooled in one thread vs. spread sporadically out across several threads. If SE or Mods are likely to read anything, it's going to be in one centralized large thread.)

Thread: [Dawntrail] Miqo'te face 4 Keeper nose smudge nerfed

Thread: Benchmark/Graphics Update - Lip shape concern and eyes

Thread: Keeper fangs nerfed in the update

#ffxiv #ff14 #final fantasy xiv #final fantasy 14 #ffxiv viera #ff14 viera #teku.blog #dawntrail benchmark

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yourwolfmuzzle · 1 year

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You know, im not going to be this kinda guy who “oh i know everything and i know how to do better” when it comes to the White Fangs and faunus stuff that going on in this series. I dont think i know how to fix this or rewrite this...race parallel story and i will not sit there and lie to people or most importantly to myself that i know better in this topic. And frankly, MK openly already admit that they themselves dont think that they doing great job (but im not sure that say shit like “oh we was young and we both just white dudes” will...make this situation better? Like...im white af and pretty far away from knowing american history or black culture history, but if i really want to write parallel between my fantasy race and some real situations and\or movements from real life - i first will at least spend more that hour to think about this and read history about this?).

Why i write this post? Seeing those post about “Yang buying the best tuna for Blake :)”, how fans treat sometime this topic (faunus specifically) or how this everything was written in the show - started with how Yang trying to get Blake attention in vol2, treating her like literally a cat and portrait this as a joke moment, stuff from chibi R/WBY, “oh she dont like dogs”, Marrow WHOLE character (love him, but he just “dog joke”) or how “faunus dont like when people call them just animals” transform into “blake, you can be human or just a cat”, jokes like “ask a cat to another cat” or how one of the compliments from Yang was “you have a cute cat ear” (OFFTOPIC - I still cannot believe that this was one of the things in confession scene...you telling me that those two never talk about what they like in each other and so basic stuff like “cute ears” even when they was a friends? Fucking really? Not even as a non romantic thing? If yes then HOW DE FUCK THEY EVEN DATING NOW???) - i wish there was never parallels with black history.

This is not i dont want to see stories like this or parallels like this. I love sometime read rewrites about this topics. I just wish its never was a thing in the show because from what i can see a lot of fans of this show have more interest in “cute animals interactions” that on analysing how bad this whole faunus and White Fang story was written. Not even that but the writers and directors not even have that much interest in this outside of “make one group look evil and do evil stuff”. From what i can see, most of the time people who have interest in this or try to work with this topic is people who think that “this topic was written without any nuance/accidentally (or not) extremely racist and i want to do rewrite about this” or to just make this into “omg Yang can be ally for Blake and she can support her and” and this all just transform into this one scene, when Weiss just drop some racist guy into trashcan. Just to make people who is not faunus look good in this picture and save sad small Blake(9((( (we all collectively will forget that she was in White Fang since childhood and was pretty good enough to fight with people like this but oh boi now she need help from people to deal with this).

And listen, i get it. A lot of people love cute animals or characters with animals traits. Im a cats owner and love dogs a lot, even if i cant have one. I have a characters with animal traits myself and im werewolf fan. People transforming into animals and who can have some kinda activity with all this? Oh hell yeah, give me more. We love cute cat girls and bois and everyone inbetween. This fandom is also LOVE stuff like this and the writers are no different either

But...its cant just work like this, when literally From Shadow, song that was in trailers, that we know before we even got first chapter of this series, tell us stuff like this:

Treated like a worthless animal, Stripped of all rights, Just a lesser being, Crushed by cruel, ruthless Human rule

I cant just sit there and be like “omg cute Blake omg she a cat girl uwu” when before volume 9 calling someone just by they animal traits was equals to just dropping racial slur. Imagine volume 1-2 and someone call Blake literally a cat? She would just “destroy” this person on the spot and most likely this person deserved it.

And you cant just...drop this idea and be like “its never was about racial discrimination.” You cant just sit on two chairs at the same time and tell us that Blake soo easy about people calling her just a cat or her calling herself just a cat person with just cat ears when for 8 volumes its was about “dont treat us like we just animals”. You cant. You ether can continue this race parallel further, but having studied this topic better even with all the mistakes that was already done or try somehow find the ways to rewrite what you already have done at least for a little bit, or just...at least dont fucking touch this whole “ahah cute ears and tails” stuff and pretend that there are no problems.

#rwde

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spearohero · 1 year

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This is a number about a sheepwoman with blessed fire magic, and about how much of yourself it's safe to give, even for the greater good. I've been kicking the character idea around for a while, and finally got started on something with her; I'll post it broken up into chapters over the next few days. Hope you enjoy :)

Dawnsister, Chapter 1: A Day's Work

CW: blood , violence (i wanted to open this thing cold lol sorry)

The peal of a mace against chitinous carapace was the sound of divine intervention, and it was drowned out just as quickly as it had arrived by the shrieking of the struck fiend. The mace’s wielder–a towering ewe with fleece that glittered even in the dim light between the sundered cellar racks–followed the sound, throwing her head forward and bringing her horns crashing into the beast’s jaw. Its foul blood splattered, staining her blindfold, and she heard it stumble as it recoiled. Her intuition, honed by years of hunting and guided by her attunement to the holy light, bade her not to press her advantage.

Instead, she pivoted on a hoof, and her ear flicked in the wind of a claw that sliced through the space her head had just occupied. Lunging with animal abandon, the beast now flew forward, carried and left unguarded by its own momentum. She held her mace high and bellowed as she brought it down with both arms upon the back of the creature’s neck–a crack as her blow connected, and another as its skull bounced against the stone floor. She brought a hoof down, turning the cracks into a crater, cutting short its wailing and leaving it lifeless beneath her.

She heaved a sigh, allowing herself half a heartbeat’s respite before reaching to the tome strung to her hip by waxen cords. She flicked it open with a practiced motion, though this was more a habit than a necessity: without reading from the book, she recited a verse that engulfed the abomination’s corpse in a crackling, amber-tinted flame. Anointed pages fluttered as the embers spread across the ground, scouring the cellar of any trace of the beast, and ensuring that its remains would not poison another living thing. Bile and blood blew away, venom vanished, and even the marks left by its talons seemed shallower, less ragged, in the wake of the Dawnsister’s cleansing fire. She snapped the book shut as the last of the remains blew away to ash, and turned toward a nervous voice from the top of the stairs.

“Is it done?” the dog woman called down, shoving her pup behind her as he tried to peer around the doorframe, full of anxious curiosity. The ewe nodded over her shoulder and turned to climb and speak to her, the armored pleats of her scapular clanking as her hooves thunked on each step.

“It is. I apologize that I cannot restore your food stock,” she condoled, gesturing at the wreckage below, “nor assist you with the mess.”

“Assist us? Good sister, you have assisted us aplenty! Please, is there anything we can offer you? There is food elsewhere in the house, or perhaps some coin–”

“No,” she stopped her. Accepting a reward treading the righteous path always felt… selfish. What’s more, she could do without. “But thank you.”

“...I see. Well, you’re welcome here if ever you’re in need, or even if you happen to pass by!”

“My good woman,” the ewe intoned, her face turned past the lady of the house, “are you safe here?”

“Why, whatever do you… O-oh, I understand.”

The ewe would have been surprised if she hadn’t understood. The Dawnsisters had gone to great lengths to educate the citizenry of the nature of the devils that had plagued them for so long. While they were once mistaken as the cause of most of mortalkind’s evils–the idea of possession made for strong accusations and alibis alike–observation, born of the Dawnsisters’ vigilance, had shown the opposite to be true.

Creatures of the dark were spawned of (or perhaps simply drawn to; nobody could be sure) the darkness that lived in mortal hearts. Lesser evils begot lesser beasts; a personal betrayal might be repaid by the sadistic pranks of an imp, and those who cast others out as “lesser” or “depraved” for the sake of inflating their own egos often met similar misfortune.

The greater the trespass upon one’s fellow mortal, the greater the abyssal reprisal. Avarice and hunger for power were favorites of demons: guild heads who cheated their laborers and patrons frequently had to contend with supernatural sabotage at even far-flung outposts of their trade, and kingdoms reigned by cruel monarchs were often beset by legions of fiends. Such times of crisis were the driving force behind the formation of the Dawnsisters, and eventually, it was their ranks who drove these evils out at the root. Though they strove to bring light to the world, one could just as rightly call them Kingslayers or Shacklebreakers–and one could just as easily call upon them for a task as simple as providing an impartial third party.

All of this meant that, on occasion, bringing a demon to light meant bringing one’s skeletons from the cupboard. Even a particularly forceful or jealous husband could, given time, draw a devil from the depths.

“Well, nobody living here has done anything base enough to bring that into our home.” Footsteps, small ones–the boy was scurrying off, probably either bored of adult chatter or having had his fill of action for the day. The woman tried to meet the Dawnsister’s eyes, but found only cloth. “We have enough faith in you that, if we needed your aid, we could ask freely. Especially after how easily you handled that–” She checked around her legs to see whether her son was still there. “–That bastard,” she chuckled.

“We’ll have to keep an eye on the affairs of your neighbors, it seems,” the Dawnsister sighed. She trusted that the woman would come to her, or at least to the abbey, if anything else happened to her and her son.

“Are you certain there’s no way for us to repay you?” The boy’s footsteps returned from down the hall as his mother spoke.

“Fully certain. I have no need for–”

“Momma!”

“Dear, Momma’s talking to the–oh! Oh, go right ahead!” She interrupted herself, pushing her son forward. He stood in front of her for a moment before his mother cleared her throat.

“Oh, um! For you, miss Dawn… Dawnsssister,” he ventured the (apparently new) word. Bless his heart, he didn’t realize she couldn’t see that he was holding something out for her. She hesitated, but couldn’t bring herself to decline such a sweet gesture. Without even knowing what was in the child’s paws, she took it, turning it over and carefully feeling it. She had all night to puzzle out what it was, though, and very little time before the next person in need would call upon her.

“Be safe, friend,” she wished the mother, “and thank you, little one.”

“Blessings, good sister!”

“Buh-bye!”

With that, she led the blindfolded woman to the door. It was dark out. It made little difference to the Dawnsister, but this was far from her first house call of the day, and she was certain it wasn’t to be her last.

See Chapter 2 here!

#original writing #writeblr #indie author #trans author #fantasy #cleric #furry fiction #dawnsister #ampara #my writing

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sungsuho · 1 year

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18 and 19<3 and 2. if you have an answer for that one

YOU JUST WANT TO SEE MY GUYS SUFFERRRRRRRRRRRR but ok. i stay silly. im going to ignore the cop out answer of 'finding his mentors dead and mangled corpse' (cjh) and 'the people he grew to lead and trust suddenly trying to kill him and chase him away, resulting in him having to kill some of his best friends to survive' (shua). because thats the obvious one

18. a memory that still makes your OC angry?

choi jaehui was orphaned very young as a child and every adult he had in his life viewed him as a worthless burden upon them, so every time he sees children treated as lesser-beings he gets REALLY angry because he knows what it was like to be treated like that. thats why whenever hes asked to come in as a guest speaker for a school he always says yes, on condition that he gets to teach the elementary classes (this, of course, makes the headmasters running the school angry because they believe anyone can teach children the basics, but only a master like choi jaehui can teach and answer questions that more advanced classes might have)

for shua one thing that gets him consistently angry is when people look down on the abilities of the people he has lead and trained, because he takes it as an insult in his ability to teach and pass on skills. he finds it incredibly insulting when someone says one of his students is talent less, even if he only taught them for a short amount of time

neither of them really have a 'this one very specific thing makes me get angry when i think back on it' moment in their lives, at least not anything more superficial than like. my crush called me ugly >:( kind of things. its more of actions towards others that they see that makes them mad. lol !

19. a memory that still makes your OC sad?

as i said choi jaehui did not have the best childhood, to say the least, so he always thinks back on his childhood with a sort of melancholy, but one moment that he always remembers with sadness is when he was about 9 or 10 and he found a cat injured outside his house, and he asked his aunt and uncle if he could keep it and nurse it back to health, and their aunt and uncle made some sort of remark of "we already have to spend extra money feeding and taking care of you, why would we ever take in an animal as well?" it makes him so :( when he thinks about how he wasnt able to help the cat. he tried his best to find someone who could take it in but was unable to, so the best he could do was leave it at the closest tavern and hope someone saw the cat there and decided to take it in

(and no the cat wasnt shua. thatd be funny and a certifed yaoi moment but it wasnt shua it was just some random cat he found)

for shua MAN ive been here for like 10 mins trying to think of something. he had a pretty good life before he got betrayed by the people he trusted the most and had to flee for his life and become an outlaw i cant really think of anything in his life that LINGERED that left him sad. before all of that. not anything with substance at least again stuff like 'i was rejected by my crush :(' or whatever but not anything beyond that

2. describe your character's voice. do they have a voice claim?

Man youre the voice actor guy not me. i dont really think about this stuff but choi jaehui is very soft spoken. he has the kind of voice that makes you feel Calm when you listen to it. when he takes on the mantel of the like. king of the underworld or whatever it becomes a lot more Sharp and strict sounding, but he is still overall a very soft spoken guy

for shua its like. i cant even describe it TO BE HONEST its a lot like how i hear jotchie in my head which means nothing. bratty is not the right word but i cant think of anything else. very arrogant but also very needy sounding LOL. i cannot describe his voice well....

#this took me 30 mins to type out and write #i should create a tag for them #cjh #sure #thank you for indulging my insanity

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data-is-my-favorite-android · 2 years

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idk, I kinda think about the “conundrum” of killing baby Gorn like this:

I am afraid of scorpions. I don’t like them. But sometimes I see a scorpion mama carrying her widdle babies on her back and I don’t mess with her or them. I could kill them, but I am so much bigger than them that they are not an imminent threat to me, and as long as they stay away I can magnanimously decide to let them live.

Now scale up a scorpion to the size of a human. Scorpions are predators. Being so small normally, they naturally cannot hunt humans and as long as they aren’t stinging me, I can ignore them. But if they were my size they would absolutely see me as food. So would their young, which would be the size of dogs. Their hides are tough (though nymphs have softer shells) and my weapons may be of limited use against them. Scorpions are TOUGH motherfuckers. I can’t afford to be magnanimous now. These DOG SIZED SCORPION BABIES ARE TRYING TO KILL AND EAT ME, I don’t care if they’re children. This is the only opportunity I’ll have to gank em before they become HUMAN SIZED and indestructible. Also, they just popped like rat-sized tsetse flies out of my friend and they want to maybe do that to me next.

Now assume that the scorpions are at least as intelligent as you—and they are using that intelligence to better hunt and eat you. They have no interest in you for any other reason. Why would they? You are a weak, fleshy food bag. We don’t ask our chickens if they’re okay with being killed for supper. We don’t even consider trying to broker peace with chicken-kind for even a second. The thought doesn’t even cross our minds. Why would we? Chickens are barely threatening at all and they are also delicious. Humans believe we have a right to feed ourselves with the fruits of our planet and the blood of its “lesser” species. And we as a species are capable of building spontaneous empathetic bonds with paper cups with faces drawn on them. Our brains are quirky like that.

According to SNW lore so far, the Gorn either are incapable of empathy and compassion or see no reason to extend it to other sentient species. We are part of their lifecycle. We are food and incubators. If their genetics borrow strengths from their incubator species’ unique DNA, that’s even more reason to feel entitled to our bodies. This is how the Gorn proliferate. A good portion of humans treat half of their own species as incubators who should have no say about whether they are used as such; that’s just their “purpose.” The Gorn don’t even have the hurdle of recognizing their incubators as their own species and maybe feeling a pang of recognition or remorse (which hardly seems to matter to the Gorn anyway, since they kill each other without hesitation). They do not see themselves in their hosts. The galaxy is their hunting and breeding ground, and they are at the top of the food chain. They don’t have to care about anything beneath them, and they don’t see any reason why they should.

These babies want to eat you, they are not interested in becoming friends with you, they cannot be tamed or reasoned with. Their driving instinct is to kill you. Even as infants, they are frighteningly stronger and faster than you. It doesn’t matter if they’re sentient and intelligent: the dog-sized scorpions are hunting you. And even against these stacked odds, this is the only stage at which you have any chance of surviving them, and they have no reason or interest in stopping to chat.

Maybe it’s tempting for some to see the Gorn babies as cute, hyper lil lizard tykes with sharp teeth and some impulse control issues. But me? Nah. The reason humans extend kindness even to the babies of other apex predators on our planet is because we have the luxury to do so. Our technological superiority makes us so much more deadly that we can afford to be merciful when we feel like it. Back when that wasn’t the case and there were less of us with less lethal technologies and we were surrounded by other hostile animals who absolutely could and would kill us (either for food or just because we were trespassing), we couldn’t afford the luxury of that mindset.

That’s where the Federation races are with the Gorn. So forgive me if when you say: “this smart, sentient baby with adult strength and sharp teeth is trying to eat you 😃 what do you do?” my instant answer is “KILL IT. KILL IT.” I’m not interested in the “buuut they’re kiiiids!” 🥺☹️😭 argument. Don’t do that thing where humans project ourselves and our values onto everything. These are not anything like baby humans. Handwringing gets you killed.

Anyway, I find it intriguing that Star Trek is exploring an enemy that’s more like an implacable force of nature: unrelenting, unyielding, and utterly unswayed by begging and pleading. From the human perspective, they are evil—but they aren’t evil in and of themselves. They’re just doing what they do. But that doesn’t change the fact that what they do is destructive, and when faced with that, how should we respond? How can we?

I can tell you right now the answer isn’t to just roll over and die. But what is the solution, then?

The thing is, humans have had to grapple with this question before and there are still ways that we are grappling with it now. It’s a nuanced question worth exploring, because yeah, sometimes you can’t reason your way to a mutually beneficial solution. You can’t plead with a tsunami and expect it to move. You can’t reason with entities that want you dead and don’t care about you at all, full stop. What do you do then? This is new territory for Trek, and I’m looking forward to seeing their answer, if there is a clear one at all.

#strange new worlds #strange new worlds spoilers #st snw #st snw spoilers #Gorn #long post #humans can be remarkably compassionate #which is good!#but these are horrible little chestbusters #thanks but no thanks #a facehugger is only doing what is natural to it #it’s just tryin to give its widdle babies a home #but that doesn’t mean I’m gonna feel bad killing it #or it’s lil chest buster babies either

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Movies should return to looking like cheap theatre plays

I feel like the biggest problem with the decline of quality of the movies is capitalism. I mean, obviously, but I just want to talk about it a bit. The huge problem with the movies is that they cannot be treated like a usual job; a company that creates them HAS to show the positive dynamics in profiting - more money with every next year. So they can convince their investors to stay and still pay them. Because otherwise they might not have enough money to MAKE more movies!

That’s why the quality of the products is dropping - to lessen the production costs. That’s why you often can see the case of ‘but this is a completely original story, it did not NEED the name of [popular brand] to be attached to it’ - to sell more tickets, because investors decided that original concept would not bring as much money (the recent animated movie about Buzz Lightyear off the top of my head. Same with endless reboots that are so tone-deaf to the original it’d be more honest to just make new universe and characters entirely.

Like... in a way, making movies is just a job like others. It is entertainment at least, education at most. Except it isn’t because people that make the movies cannot simply earn stable amount of money every year or god forbid earn less than the previous year. Studies just have to violate beloved and classic franchises and violate the art as a concept just to keep existing- I mean, Disney is the quickest examples of severe decline in quality I can recall. And like, I still think nerfing Strange World with a complete absence of advertising had to be a planned sabotage. Like a somewhat expensive way to gaslight people that ‘hey, you see, new and original universes do not sell well, we constantly make reboots or force [brand] into irrelevant stories not because we want to, but because people ONLY buy that :)))))))’

And like? The alternative is if government was to fund the movies (kind of the case in my country). And that, of course, means heavy censorship and involving propaganda of the ideas that the government wants to spread, so yet again, movies cannot be a truly free form of art.

I do not really see any legit way to escape the loop of movies being very troubled as art, because people need money to make them. If investors pay for them - they’ll be garbage and constantly torment popular brands with whatever they think is cool these days instead of telling original and interesting stories, if government pays for them - they’ll be infected with propaganda and only “approved” ideas and stories will make it through.

The only at least somewhat optimistic way out I personally see is to drop the visual quality bar very low. Like... to come back to shitty cameras, environments made out of tinfoil and wallpaper (seeing this in Star Trek TOS), very shitty low polygon CGI... all that. Because it will cut the production costs a LOT but crappy visual quality will NOT be able to ruin the good story, interesting concepts and well-written characters that’s what. The worst crappy visuals will do is to create a lot of memes in the internet - and that is even GOOD because it can draw a lot of attention. Investment of simple rich guys that want to be even richer feels like lesser evil when it comes to the movies than government funding because of lacking censorship and propaganda; companies and individual studios can do whatever they want as long as it will bring STONKS! Art must be free in expression and what it wants to tell.

But the visuals at this rate feel like a useless leech because people need to justify before the investors that the astronomical money they’ll give will pay off. And why they’re astronomical? Right, because they need the most realistic CGI and the coolest assets.

I just... I think most people can agree that ‘pretty picture’ is not only not everything there is, but also the lowest priority. People would, in fact, look at awful animation or crappy effects as long as they are being told exciting, meaningful, or simply fun story. Basically, what is making movies worse is the same shit that puts even us, simple visual artists and writers, into lasting creative block; once a masterpiece is created, it raises the bar to this level, so now everything else has to be not worse, preferably better, but it is not EVERY time a masterpiece can be created. If anything, it might be once in a lifetime deal.

TLDR; I think movies should return to looking crappy so the original, interesting, eccentric ideas do not scare the investors away with demanding too much money, because at least this way new stories will more likely see the light. And won’t have to cheat by just slapping names of a previously known brand over completely unique and new story that we’re all sick of. Visual quality is just the lowest priority, so if something to cut production costs it can only be this.

#art #movies #creativity #opinion #i don't know how to tag this #but i just needed to butthurt because of some frustration with recent animated movies #like... there is an explanation for why people randomly slap known names on completely original stories #it is the regular 'but otherwise nobody will go and watch this movie'#i know i am 26 years old in like 4 days and yet i talk about animated movies mostly but #this applies to live-action movies too #and of course endless reboots and remakes #capitalism is the answer #people should convince investors that their money will be well spent and how? right. by abusing pre-existing popular ip!#in theory it is at least not as bad as government funded movies #but again when it is not censorship and propaganda it is just downright awful and pointless stories that are all shallow trash #choice between a giant douche and a turd sandwich all over again lol #anyway yeah at this point i disappear for several days because of irl stuff and return just to be butthurt about cinema art #hope all 5 of you are still glad to follow my blog dshfhshdf

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Alright. My interpretation of the G-Man is a fifth-dimensional being working for a Multiverse-spanning organization that sees it as its purpose to maintain order across all worlds and allow every civilization to live and grow peacefully at their own pace. His Employers, the ones that established and now lead his organization, are some of the most ancient and powerful beings in the Multiverse. They cannot interfere with three-dimensional worlds themselves, so they task G and others of his kind (known to certain three-dimensional beings as the Overseers of our Worlds) with interfering on their behalf wherever the Employers deem it necessary. Overseers are, by three-dimensional standards, unimaginably vast and complex beings. They perceive time non-linearly and exist in countless places across time and space in many aspects that take many forms, a single Overseer’s influence capable of spanning many universes. They are able to freely control three-dimensional time and space, but the fabric of reality is so fragile to them that it could very well fray to pieces if they were to interfere excessively, so, in order to minimize the damage, Overseers only ever interfere in minor ‘nudges’ and usually work through their three-dimensional ‘employees’. It is in the void between all realities that belongs ‘to no world and to all worlds’ where their power is at its greatest, completely unrestricted, and they are able to create spaces in that void from nothing (we have come to know one of these spaces as ‘stasis’!). The Overseers originate from an empathetic, creatively- and scientifically-minded fifth-dimensional race whose original universe, titled the Anomalous Continuum, was destroyed many eternities ago for unknown reasons (which is one of the reasons why he sympathizes with humanity for having their world taken away by things they cannot control), but several individuals survived and now work under the Employers. G is considerably older than our own little universe and has been interested in it since he witnessed it come into existence, so the prospect of working with some of its lifeforms excited him initially. Aside from the human civilization to which he is so partial, he deeply loves the animals and nature of Earth as well and briefly kept a pet crow whom he rescued and named ‘Crowley’. The native language of his species is more complex than any human means of communication, which is why he struggles speaking and phrasing his thoughts in human language, he has taken to keeping a journal to practice conveying what he means more naturally. To members of lesser civilizations, G and other Overseers tend to appear as vague authority figures of their species, but G keeps his human form even after it has served its original purpose simply because he likes it.

Oh I love all of this! I have different headcanons but I do love yours I love that he has a crow like yes he needs a companion he must be so lonely

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DRAGON OVERHAUL

(this has been a project i have been having brew for a while and I'm finally bringing it to Tumblr. Hope you all enjoy this passion project)

The Draveil isles. Act 0: invitation.

Greetings slayer if you are reading this, you have received my message, the isles slayers are dropping like vrigers, we require your assistance old friend. It is against a slayer's pride to ask for help but the emperor has smiled upon this request. A boat will be waiting for you at the docks, I hope to see you and your troops there.

The Draveil isles. Act 1: the isles and settlements.

The scourge forest, one of the many areas teaming with life, from fauna to the red plants, this area is home to many forms of life, however there have been many counts of dragons appearing. Larger than normal.

The forest capital, set in the center of the scourge forest, this capital as where most of the settlers live. However, the capital is a wreck without the bishop. Damn fool vanished few nights ago.

The goyles gorge, this valley is home to very few life but acts as a safe zone for hunters leaving from or going to the forest capital.

The gorge wall, a spire built on top of the gorge that allows the sages resting in them to summon their golems from a distance.

The endless dunes, much of the opposite to the scourge forest, the endless dunes is no man's land, many have died to the swarms of dragons festering below in their tunnels. If you seek to travel find the merchant named Fivsly, he sells water from an oasis to any slayer for a cheap price.

Gehenna jungle, much like the scourge Forest, this place is home to many breeds of life but it appears dragons do not have the same view of the jungle as they do the scourge Forest, it appears however a capital is being built in the hills of this place.

Leo gate, this is a capital that was built upon a hill that was originally part of the Gehenna jungle. If you seek to continue your endless hunt you will need to offer materials of value, money has no use here in these lands. Even though the population is low it has kept it the same number since it was made, 42 people.

The birth land, believed to be the core of the Isle, this place is home to all forms of life, while dragons May rule this land they cannot use their abilities less they risk destroying their home.

The rapid tides, the only place of water not from the outside, this is home to many sea animals and sea dragons.

Kyll mountain, it is said the mountain was formed alongside the birth land, it's extreme cold can only be stopped if you have a beast used to the below 0 temperatures.

The scorched forest, the last of the forest, is said to be home to an ancient beast that was the king of monsters. Now it is nothing more than a loss of a thriving ecosystem.

The dragons grave, the final place for all on this island, there are massive skulls of ancient dragons, where life springs forth from the birth land, death follow suit from the grave, many dragons will be here, many old, be on your toes lest you make this place your grave as well.

The Draveil isles. Act 2: the lesser beast codex

Through your journey in the draveil isles you will encounter a number of monsters outside of dragons and wyrms, the lesser codex will be here to help you understand how these Monsters operate.

NeroTusks, a close relative to wild boar, this beast hide is thick enough to break a greatsword. Its name-sake pitch black tusks can piece a dragon's underbelly to cause a shallow wound that will cause a dragon to flee. It's mainly a herbivore usually feeding on the red grass of the scourge forest. They are also spotted in the birth land and scorched forest.

RedHefs, a type of bull that act similar to most bovine and ungulates, but these beasts are massive and territorial, do not assume that these are docile creatures, their meat can provide mass amounts of nutrients and their blood has been able to help with medicine in the past, the physicians are still looking for a reason why this has come to be. These creatures can be found in the scourge forest, the birth land and Gehenna jungle.

HunterWulgs, a type of canine, lead by a member of the pack called a kaiser wulg, these creatures Hunt in packs of 10, it's best to befriend these creatures with their favorite food, raw steak caught from a redhef. These beasts can be found anywhere where redhefs appear.

Fluffnails, these fluffy felines are by far the most docile fauna of the isles and yet managed to survive due to their two sets of claws, 1 set of dull climbing claws, and a different set of sharp blade like claws. These creatures along with HunterWulgs have been domesticated but these creatures are rather easier to domesticate. These beasts appear wherever there are human settlements and where ever HunterWulgs are.

GuardMoles, a breed of mole able to borrow deep underground and withstand the extreme heat and cold of kyll mountain and the endless dunes.

Vrigers, these pests are close relatives of locusts and behave much like flies, they are able to leave malaria inside the victims bloodstream, but that's as deadly as they get, these pests can be found anywhere.

HateStrix, a type of vulture whose feathers can shift colors to match their surroundings or certain creatures. They have been seen feasting up the corpse of dragons and becoming feral; these creatures are most prevalent in the dragon grave.

TrickVulpans, a breed of fox with supposedly 10 tails when in truth is nothing more than a breed of fox who usually feast upon their prey whenever their fog rolls in. These can only be found in the birth land.

KinKlings, these crustantions have a massive claw double the size of their own body, these creatures store water in their claw that is continuously put under pressure, when this beast opens it's massive claw it releases a massive barrage of water. This makes their claw meat extremely delicious especially with butter from a redhef. These creatures are rarely found anywhere aside from the rapid tides.

Axekais, a breed of axolotl able to release shocks of paralytic electricity, these creatures wield a sharpened growth of the end of their head and tail. These creatures rarely ever fight instead they are sheer cowards and live in the caves of the rapid tides in which they reside. These creatures are only in the rapid tides.

StriderSteeds, a breed of horse that appears to be draconic in appearance, with red and teal scales these creatures are herbivores that feast upon the plant life of the Gehenna jungle, the scourge forest and the birth lands.

Smelterlizards, this creature is a relative to most reptiles and has the ability of release burst of fire to melt and feast upon rocks and metal to keep their furnace sac stomach burning. The forges have found a way of taming and utilizing these beasts to help with the creation of armor and weapons. This creature can be found in the endless dunes and sometimes on kyll mountain

GargleGrorks, a species only recently discovered, they have no genetic cousin In the animal kingdom, these monstrosities appear as gargoyles when sunlight breaks, but at sunset they become alive, it is best to check your living space for these monsters before it becomes night. These creatures have only been spotted In the dragon grave and scorched forest, but there have been reports of other sightings.

Dracorexs, a very odd species of not impossible to exist, these creatures are very similar to the extinct T-Rex, these beasts bear vibrant pink feathers along with their dark red scales. these beasts have the ability to blast out purple and pink flames from their feathers. These beasts are found in the scourge forest, the Gehenna jungle, the scorched forest, and the birth lands. But also sometimes found in the endless dunes.

The Draveil isles act 3: the dragon codex.

Dragons are the most common monsters in the isles, they have specific habitats that they live in, rarely any more than three dragons live in one of the isles.

These first three can only be found in the scourge forest.

Gobble fangs, a wingless breed of dragons with the ability to spit venom and fire off their rapidly growing fangs. Their scales take on a dark blue hue and are about 16 feet and 10 inches tall. These creatures are most active at night, where they stalk their single prey and when cornered the gobble fangs will live up to their names and devour their prey.

Frierwings, this small breed of dragon stands at a meger 2 feet and 7 inches, their front legs and wings have merged to allow better flight control with their wingspan being 3 feet. Their scales a hot pink and these monsters have the ability of spitting a flammable adhesive that they then fire at with their boiling spit. These creatures have been known to appear in the morning and coat settlement's in it's adhesive only to then vanish before attacking at night earning its title of "the pink serpent"

Snap Jaws, these dragons have a triple hinged mouth as well as being able to breathe a fog that Can cause their victims to forget certain memories for at most 10 seconds. But it only needs that time to devour their prey, their black scales help with their fog as their spiraling horns help spear their prey.

Keep in mind there have been more reports of other dragons crossing into other places. This will be mentioned in the dragon's bio.

These dragons are usually found in the endless dunes.

Boiling basher, this subspecies is able to store excess amounts of water in their massive horns that go alongside their massive frame, these dragons are an incredible 18' 5 as well as having a brown pigment to their scales, these dragons are completely wingless and instead have vent on their stomach. In combat these creatures will super heat the water in their horns before spewing the scalding liquid onto whatever prey is stupid enough to be caught. There have been reports of them appearing in the scorched forest.

Sand scrapers, these are a rare appearance of common sea dragons known as leviathans. This creature has abandoned sea life entirely and instead swims in the sand as its gray scales have melded together becoming a thick flexible hide, this monster feasts on sand leaving massive tunnels, when in danger it melts the sand into glass before spewing it out as a barrage of shards.

Bombwings, a relative to the frierwings these creatures dwell within the caverns which has caused their wingspan to grow even more than their relatives wingspan of 5 feet yet still 2' 7 tall. This growth of wing span is due to the caverns sheer volume, these new longer wings now come equipped with sharp claws that dig through rock and sand to collect the ores these dragons feast, but do not assume these are harmless for they still have their adhesive which no longer ignites but instead detonates when in contact with any kind of stone.

Dune Tyrant, the only one of its species, this dragon breed is classified as a "calamity dragon", these creatures scale are vibrant red as they rule the sky's of the dunes with a ruthless might, these dragons stand at a terrifying 20 feet, these creatures breath no blast of elements or venom or fangs, instead they wield a prehensile whip-like tail that splits into three so it can collect any available ores then proceeds to challenge a smelter lizard so it can use it's blasts of fire to melt the dune tyrants metal onto it tail before killing the beast and devouring it furnace sac stomach, it will then continues sharpen the metal to three razor sharp blades one for each tail.

These next dragons can be found in the Gehenna jungle.

Void squanders, these dragons are the most pathetic of the species, these creatures bear a striking resemblance to a chameleon. These creatures unlike the lizard they resemble are actually able to become invisible due to their light reflecting scales, these are however supremely stupid and are simply just the bully of the dragon species standing a meger 5'7 tall and having a white scale coloration. However despite them being pathetic there have been troubling reports of these beasts appearing in the birth lands and scorched forest. Just what are these beasts doing?

Velocidrake, a dragon of sheer speed very much like the mainland's cheetah but oddly enough even faster than its equivalent. These dragons have razor sharp talons and the ability of spitting out a jelly that it uses as a booster. These dragons are 10' 7 tall and their scales are vibrant green and Scarlett. They first appear to have no wings when in truth their wings hide in a pouch under their back with their wings being multi jointed allowing them to have a BAFFLING wing span of 10 feet.

Berzers Kai, a breed of dragon rarely ever seen calm as these creatures are best described as "rage junkies", the angrier they are, the more wild they become. These dragons are one of the only few who naturally breathe out a blast of flames which has led to them having a black scale color when fully grown, instead of the natural red of when they are born. These creatures are 10' 5 and are able to fly via their two sets of wings. A dragon of burning darkness.

These dragons are the most common in the birth lands.

Shriek sentry, these dragons are the guardians of the eggs of different dragons and are able to breathe out an icy fog that both helps the eggs from overheating and also killing prey if they try to steal an egg from this dragon. This is by far the most docile dragon, as long as you aren't searching for dragon eggs. These dragons have a pale yellow scale color along with a wing span of 6 feet to allow for long periods of flight.

Burn bishops, this is another unique dragon, this dragon can ignite itself and then crash into whatever it is hunting, this dragon is however flightless but this problem was overcome as it is show to climb the massive stones and thick trees of the birth lands. It has long Sharp claws and is able to not only climb but tear through any armor or scale of its prey. These dragons are born with blue scales before becoming black after constant use of their ability.

Shield claws, these dragons are the Most recent dragons, yet it appears these creatures should not be here. These dragons cover themselves in hot metal, very much more suitable for the endless dunes, it appears these beasts were forced out by the calamity dragon known as the dune tyrant. Now as said before these creatures cover themselves in hot metal, their wings once meant for flight now used as shields. With the beasts covered in metal. It's very rare to see them naked. Many say their scales are red, others say white, no one exactly knows. There have been reports of these creatures returning to the endless dunes, let's hope these creatures are successful.

These dragons are only found in the rapid tides. However there are an abnormal amount of dragons in this area which is why this is longer than normal.

Cruel Kraks, this leviathan species dragon are by far the most beautiful in appearance, these creatures have color changing scales. These dragons are able to breathe any ailment or blast of elements, instead they use their hypnotic color changing scales to hunt and devour their prey

Shuilong's, a long serpentine dragon that can release a loud and mighty roar, these dragons have many scales that absorb and redirect light causing them to develop a feature of most angler fish. These dragons have soft blue scales mixed with navy blue scales to help blend into the background while the light they reflect lure prey to their hungry maw.

Ygg drake's, a leviathan of sea and the sky. These gray scale creatures have two sets of wings, one for flying, another for swimming. These beasts bear an organic sale that, in an absurd adaptation, are living lightning rods in which the dragon uses to zap their prey to death.

Griffin serpents, a leviathan species that is rather malicious. These leviathans breathe out a beam of ice these dragons can breathe this icy beam onto their arms and form icy spear-like blades. Despite these dragons being a native they appear to have a rivalry with berzers kai's. Some Believe these dragons have fought forever. A dragon freezing light.

Supreme Hydra, another member of the "calamity dragons", this mythical tyrant has three different heads with each their own personalities with the name of the Seven vices. One head is oddly able to breathe a blast of flames, the second one can inject a venom into their prey, the last is always able to breath out a blast of thunder which kills anything in a radius of 30 miles. These dragons are able to walk on land and also seen on the beach that connects the land and the tides.

These dragons are found on kyll mountain.

Frag Glaciers, these black dragons are considered behemoths of dragons. These creatures are covered in ice to cool their Burning body's. These dragons feast upon the magma within kyll mountain. They require the molten material to survive, but their bodies are not able to survive the deadly heat, so these dragons cover themselves in ice to constantly cool themselves off. While these beasts breath no ailment these are dragons able shatter stone and use their scorching jaws to kill their prey.

Vein freezers, a dragon able to freeze beings to the point of zero by spewing liquid nitrogen, the dragons completely white and have been seen leaving kyll mountain to battle scorch bishops. these creatures mainly appear to be a wyvern with two wings and two legs. These dragons are also sometimes seen battling frier wings. It is safe to say these creatures love to pick fights.

Cryo flingers, a wingless dragon that digs into mount kyll to keep itself warm using the magma. However to protect itself it has evolved to have a tail unable to feel cold as it has no blood circulation. It leaves its tail out in the cold of the mountain to let it be covered in layers of ice. As its name suggests, when in combat it flinges the ice as a projectile. These dragons have a gray pigment to their main body while their tail is completely blue. Despite it's abilities this dragon is completely neutral unless provoked.

Magmother, a massive dragon belonging to the group of the "calamity dragons", this massive dragon is the only known female calamity dragon and researchers say it lives under kyll mountain when in truth, it IS kyll mountain as stone and ice formed at the beasts massive shell as this beast is classified as a turtle dragon. This beasts very blood is magma as it opens the top of its shell to let the magma flow throughout the mountain. This creature is able to lay hundreds of eggs that will hatch to become the infant forms known as "mountain wyrms". This dragon can breathe flames if angered. Though due to its slumbering state we may never see its motherly wrath.

There are rarely any dragons that live in the scorched forest but there is one.

One being feared amongst all. The very reason the scorched forest is as it is, is due to the actions of this dragon.

Death, some call it, others call it the king of the calamity dragons, this dragon is feared and dread by all, no dragon born where this beast slumbers, no lesser beasts sing where this creature roams, no man fights when this creature breathes. All live in complete terror of God.

Ignus the immortal. A red dragon and the last member of the "calamity dragons". This dragon is serpentine and despite its lack of wings flies above the burned trees. This beast is covered in golden fur that it ignites in a blinding light of flames. This dragon does not need to breathe flames as its burning overgrowing fur ignites all who deny it to be god. This deity has slaughtered hundreds and erased the life that was once in the scorched forest. By supposedly wrapping itself around the forest and burning it by igniting its pelt. It lives to its name and is immortal with each death causing it corpse to heal of any wounds and grow stronger as unbridled hatred is rekindled inside this monster. No blade can end it, no hammer shatter it, no arrow or bullet can pierce it. This creature can not be ended but only bound and momentarily be decommissioned. Fear this monster. For he is the true king.. beg, cry, embrace sorrow it matters not for this creature is God and the world's death.

The draveil isles act 4: the weapons of draco slaying.

In isles, dragons are everywhere, so how does one slay these monsters?

The settlements of the isles have found 7 weapons that can help slaughter these monsters.

Swords, this is the most common weapon type and by far the most effective when simply wanting to harm a dragon. This weapon has many forms of usage known as stances that are either fast and leave quick slices or slow and leave brutal cuts that cause a dragon to start bleeding. Each form of a sword is lined with obsidian from kyll mountain. It appears obsidian is rather effective for cutting down weaker dragons. (can be used with a gun unless the weapon is two handed)

Dual Axes, the more complex of the seven but yet the easiest to grasp. There are two axes to wield, a larger more close range axe that will primarily be used for slaying. Another is used for throwing and wounding a dragon when at a distance though once thrown the slayer will need to retrieve it. Of Course both axes are lined with obsidian from kyll mountain. (Cannot be used with a gun)

Hammer, a simple and brutal blunt weapon, no complex stances, no extra weapon to be thrown, just a blunt brutal SMASH to be dealt to a dragon as the hammer can shatter dragon scales and flesh. (cannot be used with a gun)

Great shield, a less delicate weapon if you can even call it one. In truth it is slab of either metal stone or wood to be used to defend of slam yourself into a dragon (can be used with a gun)

Cannons, for the ones who plan and set traps the cannon can be mounted on the ground or on your shoulder, this will turn anything into ammunition as it fire out blasts of destruction. (Can be used with a gun if on the ground)

Spears, elegant, fast, and sharp the spear is able to pierce through scales and flesh and can be thrown at distance (cannot be used gun)

Guns, whether it be shotguns to pistol the gun is useful for any who seek to damage from affair and support wounded allies even though the bullet can only damage the scales of a dragon if the flesh is not exposed. This weapon is compatible with almost compatible with all weapons and can even be dual wielded

The draveil isles act 5: alchemy.

The Draveil isles offer much to science and revives a dying practice.

Alchemy was considered heresy due to the church of mala. But with the discovery of the draveil isles alchemy has lead to creations to help protect people.

Alchemy to all of you who never got to study it revolves around the idea of transmutation. Something is given to make something new. It has been used to help upgrade weapons and lead to the creation of items that can be used for slaying.

The first item is known as a summoning stone.

These stones can be given the name of what you want to summon to help you but these stones are often one use. The library of beast to summon are

Golem's

Nerotusk's

Dracorex's

Massive bull-like creatures known as ravager's

Massive birds knowns as roc's

And In some cases fairie's.

Another item is known as a containment disc. A small disc of stone with runes carved into it that can bind a monster in chains of golden light.

These items are also listed with

Mist boxes, a small box with the rune for mist engraved and can be used as a smoke bomb to make a getaway from a dragon or beast, though it is not 100% guarantee to save you, use with care as these can only be used 10 times before needing to be handed to a alchemist to refill

Marker flags, a banner inscribed with the runes for guiding that releases a beam of light to guide wayward travelers to camps of safety.

These are so far all the items made in alchemy. Perhaps you can help add to it.

The draveil isles act 6: ending letter.

I hope to see you hunter and I hope you will help, we can use All hands to help.

If you find my son, tell him his mother wished him many hugs. He is a lonely child with me out hunting.

#dragon overhaul #dragons #draveil isles #oc #original story #original fiction #original writing

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Another Creation

In the Time-Before-Time, the Divine Boy floated in the Sea of Nothing. All was still, silent, dark. The Boy did not know himself because he slept without dreaming. He had no memory of Before and could not conceive of After. It was the Time-Before-Time, after all, and from that angle a circle is only a line. But the Nothingness… Well, the Nothingness remembered and a sea made still for too long grows impatient regardless of time.

Quite suddenly the Nothingness began to shift, rippling and waving, rocking the Divine Boy in his timeless slumber. The motion inspired something, jogged some idea or memory, and the Boy began to dream again. Or think. You decide. Perhaps his eyes flew open and countless worlds took shape before him. Perhaps only in his Mind did wonders take root, take shape in his vivid dreaming. It doesn't matter. For whether in Waking or in Dreaming, born was All to fill the Nothing.

So it was that the Boy knew himself again. And with this knowing came understanding. Born were a great many things, foremost amongst them Order — who is called MARAKALA, She who enshrines the doctrine of Waking and Dreaming — and Realization — who is called RAKALA, She who consummates reality with innumerable hands. But without substance, MARAKALA and RAKALA could only exist in abstraction, thus, called was VAĪ into Being from RAKALA’s Mind: the King of Illusion, the Substance of Reality. This substance took countless shapes and forms at the discretion of MARAKALA and by the Hand of RAKALA, including AAXASA, that which is Solid; LUDIŽA, that which is Liquid; HEHENA, that which is Gaseous; and MABHALA, that which is Spirit. Together, these countless reflections of VAĪ compose all that can be experienced with the senses (if not the Mind).

Thus, with VAĪ and his court of Illusions at their disposal, MARAKALA set RAKALA to work building, bonding, destroying and repurposing All in accordance with MARAKALA’s schematic. Planets, galaxies, dimensions all sculpted and brought to life by Red Hands. At first, all things were rather crude, but the more RAKALA practiced, the more skillful she became. Though not the architect of Being, RAKALA began to understand the reasons for her making and unmaking, began to see the patterns, the Vision. And so she created, maintained, destroyed with a knowing near-parallel to MARAKALA herself. VAĪ, likewise, came to Understand, if to a lesser extent than either of his elders. But VAĪ's grasp of the Vision came to him by way of his countless reflections and was not shared equally amongst them as it was with their King. This is how it came to be that VAĪ as King may know of the Vision while the elements, the planets, the animals, the spirits possess only a small piece each of an incomprehensible puzzle. And it is why humanity cannot hope to understand the Vision, nor do we need to.

So it was that RAKALA built and built and built, growing more and more competent as she did so. Things became more complex, more beautiful, more nuanced. All the worlds were made splendid in their own way and VAĪ’s countless reflections were contented if not outright celebratory. Completing these great works, RAKALA knew the time was coming for something new, something exciting. She had learned the patterns, knew the Vision. So when RAKALA called to her shortly thereafter, she was ready. She went first to a world much different than this and said to its gods and spirits, “I have come at the behest of MARAKALA to create something new. Something extraordinary.”

Her arrival was met with great applause and excitement. The gods and spirits, reflections all, gathered to watch her Red Hands at work. She created, destroyed, repurposed until she had completed her creation. The gods and spirits crammed in close to get a look, but struggled to understand what they were looking at.

“What is it? What is it?” they asked, but RAKALA waved her hand.

“Wait,” she said, “You will see.”

The crowd grew even more excited by the prospect. Several partygoers bragged to the others about how RAKALA had used a part of them in her new creation, sending a wave of glee and jealousy through the thralls. Each of them talked, laughed, and celebrated as they waited for the small thing to do whatever it would do. And it didn't take long. The small thing quickly became many small things which became bigger things which became even bigger things. Over the course of millennia, the small things grew into millions, billions of curious creations. The gods and spirits were raucous with delight, watching the little creatures go about their individual businesses. Many in attendance developed affections for certain classes, others drew special scorn. Consciousness became more complex over time and through iteration after iteration until a species developed that could think, could dream, could reason. This was especially titillating to the audience, but they soon went back to their own revelries. In fact, many of them became so distracted with their own affairs that they hardly noticed what was happening to the life that had taken up residence on their planet. Things grew dire quickly and the gods and spirits who were watching attempted to intervene to little avail. Wars and famines broke out, lands were developed, destroyed. While there had always been some suffering and sadness, new and horrific cruelties developed and went on unchecked. While the attentions of gods and spirits wavered over the course of time, RAKALA’s eyes never strayed from her creations. She watched as things grew worse and worse, begging MARAKALA for permission to intercede, but each plea was met with silence. MARAKALA was always silent, but RAKALA knew this silence to be different. As if to say watch, wait.

Periods of peace were punctuated by periods of violence growing more and more severe until all the gods and spirits turned away in horror. All but RAKALA, who could not steal her eyes from what she felt was her doing. She watched as damages turned irreparable and listened to the pleas of the peoples as the world burned and life was snuffed out entirely. RAKALA seethed with anger as several in the crowd gasped but most chatted on indifferently. One of the gods began clapping and others followed suit.

“A true spectacle!” they shouted and cheered, “Bravo!”

RAKALA left without a word and marched up the steps to MARAKALA’s abode in the stars. She threw open the grand doors, shouting, “MARAKALA, come now and defend your silence!”

She continued, “Defend your Vision!”

MARAKALA appeared as summoned, but said nothing. She looked deeply into RAKALA’s eyes, then away. Of course she knew all of this would happen, but the pain and anger on RAKALA’s face still stung at her heart. She could not speak of her Vision much less defend it, so she instead gave RAKALA new instruction. Create life again. Somewhere new, somewhere different. Perhaps things will go differently. Thus did RAKALA, angry but hopeful, set out on her journey and left MARAKALA to weep in the great hall. She wept for she knew that RAKALA would return again with anger and pain. She knew she would send her again and again to have her heart broken until she came at last demanding.

“MARAKALA!” she shouted from the door, “Come now and defend your silence! Defend your vision!”

MARAKALA knew this time would come.

RAKALA’s anger had turned to fury. She trampled her red feet over MARAKALA’s precious schematic and set fire to it in the hall. MARAKALA appeared but did not stop her. She watched RAKALA’s rage consume her and spill from her eyes in hot tears.

“Never again!” she screamed. The fire rose up all around her, swallowing the hall in flames. RAKALA bathed in the heat and the ash it made of MARAKALA’s abode, shrieking wildly, “Never again will I make life! Never again will I watch it grow and watch it destroy itself at my inaction! MARAKALA, hear me! Damn your Vision and damn your instruction.”

This time MARAKALA did not wait to weep. She cried loudly as the flames overtook everything, not for the loss of her home, but for the loss of RAKALA, her only equal. She wept and cried, but could not defend her Vision, could not speak it. So, instead, she gave RAKALA new instruction: Create life again. Somewhere new, somewhere different. But this time, you may intervene. You and all the gods and spirits of the world you choose. Go now. Leave the ashes to me.

RAKALA waited for the great hall to collapse before she left, waited for the ashes to commingle with the stars. She looked at MARAKALA with ferity and promised, “All that exists may be of your Vision, but it is by my Hand. I am Creation and Destruction; I am the one who birthed VAĪ from my Mind; I am Infinite as you are Infinite, with or without you. Subject me again to what you have subjected me and All will be undone by my Hand. I will unwrite all that you have written ending with you.”

And at what might be MARAKALA’s final behest, RAKALA went out in search of a new world to bestow with life. She knew which worlds were the best hosts but also sought out those bearing the kindest spirits and most righteous gods. She would need their help, she was sure. Life was delicate. Life was capricious. She called out to VAĪ to ask the King of Illusions which worlds he thought were best suited, which aspects of his the kindest, most righteous. He gave his suggestions but could not conceal his concerns. He said to the Red Hand, “Is it true what I have heard? That you would undo All that you have done for but one, special project?”

RAKALA did not care for VAĪ’s tone or his insinuation. Her face soured and she looked at the King of Illusion through half-lidded eyes, “It is true. And because it is true, I would caution you not to question what you cannot understand. Do you not see? MARAKALA has given her instruction knowing what will come. If I must create it, then it is precious. You think life is only a novelty, but you are wrong. It is essential to the Vision. Thus, if it fails, so too does the Vision. And if the Vision fails and All is inspired by the Vision, then All is faulty and must be undone. MARAKALA understands this and knows what is to come as she has from our very conception. If the time for Destruction is upon us, then when I meet her at the steps leading into the stars she will be there holding out her neck and enjoining me, chop. Thus, will we begin again.”

“And what of me?” she expected anger, but VAĪ’s voice filled with hurt, “You speak plenty of Vision but neglect that All that you have made is according to Vision, but made of substance. Of me. When you destroy All, you destroy everything but Vision. You destroy only me.”

“You are right, my love,” she spoke without emotion, “I do destroy only you. Illusion. But you are me, remember? Of my Mind. And of my Mind you can be reborn. Just as I am eternal, so are you eternal. And though I would cut you down to Nothing and burn away your flesh, I cannot destroy you anymore than I can destroy myself. Levy your hate against me if you must, but destiny is inescapable. For both of us.”

“If not now then one day, it is certain. My body has always belonged to you. Everywhere your Red Hand reaches, it finds only my flesh. Even now I can feel the distant fire of your destruction tearing into me. And though it burns, I take solace. Solace in that my pain is only the product of your inspiration. Every burn you soothe with the balm of creation. It is all I have ever known. But now you speak of annihilation. Burning with no promise of soothing. Burning for the sake of burning. I am terrified. Do you understand that? Can you?” VAĪ’s face was tight with fear, his eyes looked into the emptiness to see what must have been his inevitable destruction.

“In truth,” RAKALA searched VAĪ’s face, his distant eyes, “I can't. I do not know pain or fear. I am Destruction and I am beyond Destruction. But without the Mind, there can be no pain. So, I offer you this: when the time comes for your flesh to burn wholly under my hand, join your Mind with mine again. If the pain still comes, let us share it. If pleasure comes, let us share it. If sadness or joy comes, fury or tranquility, peace or terror, let us share it, just as we have shared in creation.”

“I am still afraid,” VAĪ admitted, but he nodded, “Let us share it. And let us share in creation once more. Let us bring life again and let us protect it. Let us guide amongst gods and spirits. Let us guard against untimely destruction.”

Thus, RAKALA chose another world and did as she was instructed. But this time, she did not stay her Hand. Nor did VAĪ, nor any god or spirit. Horrors came, but they were corrected. Cruelties surfaced, but were stamped out. Things were not perfect, but there was progress. There was hope. RAKALA did not curse MARAKALA in her Mind nor did she undo all that had been done. Instead, in many worlds and in many places, RAKALA made new life. And new life bred new life in curious and sometimes surprising ways.

One such place was, of course, this place. With all its beauty and wonder, with all its cruelty and woe. A paradise made into something less, but a paradise not without hope.

#marakala #rakala #vai #aaxasa #ludiža #hehena #mabhala #divine boy #creation

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Ch424-450

before we get started, i want to say i’ve never actually read this arc--i stopped reading and then started again in the middle of the last arc, went back and reread that again, but never actually got around to this in the intervening years--probably due to a combination of ‘more new characters i already cannot remember the names’ + ‘supposed to be chad’s arc but not really’ + wanting to save myself a little bit of bleach content for later/not wanting it to be Truly Over. but now we have translated LNs and more anime and a mobile game and i am also okay with having read all of it. in this modern world franchises never die anyway so let’s get to it.

Ch424: The Lost Agent

so it’s yuzu who has taken over the ‘wake ichigo up’ duty....lsdkfj isshin’s ties pls

OH YEAH TATSUKI’S MULLET it is not as bad as i’d built it up to be in my mind...why does kubo like mullets so much tho....also ok it’s really nice to see ichigo and tatsuki back to normal. ish. i wonder if tatsuki does still have some resentment tho? we don’t get to see her pov much (at all? there is that scene where shunsui visits) in the final arc so...i wonder...

“you don’t miss her?” / “there’s no reason to” ICHIGO. PLS. MY CHILD.

oh so this dude is one of the fullbringers & this was a setup...i see i see

Ch425: A Day Without Melodies

“you make it sound like he hangs out with you on a regular basis” DAMN MIZUIRO “it’s not like i’ve got nothing to do and constantly show up at his job and bother him or anything” keigo pls!!!

ichigo selling his services to the school sports teams bc of his shinigami reflexes....idk there’s something about that, like keeping in shape and all that, just in ~case~ (even perhaps subconsciously)

Ch426: The Starter 2

ch2 was called “Starter” but perhaps it was actually “The Starter” and my scanlation was wrong? either way.

i love them! and again that “arguing with each other while fighting the bad guys” trope makes its return :’)

oh right it’s 2003! flip phones!

i feel like ‘kidnapped by the boss’ has also shown up in bleach before but idr where so /shrug

“no thanks, we’re an eel restaurant” ichigo PLS

(also is the ramen thing like...a nar//uto ref? i have never read that but doesn’t the main character love ramen or did i misosmose)

Ch427: A Delicious Dissonance

aslkdjf poor uryuu can’t get over being called strange....

ichigo acting like carrying around chocolate is as weird as carrying around ramen....ichigo pls u know chocolate is a snack not an entire meal right? (is that what he’s saving the money for?)

i mean this ramen dude is right but everything but the rain is not for another uhhh *checks notes* 100 chapters damn kubo trolling us again with something that will take like 3 years (given all the hiatuses) to actually reveal

Ch428: The Known

so was this “take me to hell” movie about the espada or

well riruka is the donut lover right? do they all have fave foods?

“now it’s our turn to protect ichi-nii” KARIN T__T

Ch429: Welcome to our Execution

man ichigo & yuzu...she knows something’s up but she’s just tired of pushing the point ig :( probably worried that he’ll be away for a long time again (and she’ll be right about that)

crescent moon!!! drink!!!

is it ok that isshin just leaves the clinic unattended for so long? clearly none of the kids are helping out...

Ch430: Welcome to our Execution 2

ORIHIME PLS!!!! again tho....kubo understands teenagers....

lsdkfj and her ringtone...

oh it’s ryuuken! <3 ahh right bc uryuu was right outside ichigo’s house but dad wasn’t home~ (probably out doing shinigami sht)

“it’s important to share information” YEAH LIKE UR ONE TO TALK RYUUKEN

does ichigo know that his dad knows ryuuken? like if only bc they’re both doctors?

isn’t this like a horror movie....ig ichigo can’t help it wanting to protect everyone & stuff. but i wonder if this kind of feeling could lead him to empathize with tatsuki more? or bc it’s so temporary it doesn’t matter?

Ch431: Welcome to our Execution 3

“there’s something i want to talk to you about” / “i’m sure there is; otherwise you wouldn’t be calling me right?” pls...

look i know everything’s gonna be ok but this is so shady and the tension is building!! ichigo don’t do it!! yeah exactly ichigo you don’t have anyone else to turn to.....except yknow for ORIHIME, CHAD, URAHARA, TESSAI, JINTA, URURU, YOUR OWN FUCKING FATHER, LITERALLY HALF THE PEOPLE YOU KNOW?! well i get it. he’s too proud, and shady ramen guy has already started to wedge things in between him and the others....i’m surprised it’s already working this well but yknow. ichigo gonna ichigo i guess

Ch432: The Soul Pantheism

the moon is still crescent but i’ll let it slide since it’s the next day but....not much longer kubo!!

damn chad showing ur cleavage

Ch433: The Six Fullbringers

so the sword collapses into a cross necklace....*szayel voice* QUINCY!!!

yet another ichigo reaction face...well, that hollow thingy is true....

so is this all bullshit? is the other person born of a shinigami and human supposed to be karin (or are we supposed to think it’s karin and it’s someone else/no one at all bc they lied)?

Ch434: Berry In The Box

Ch435: Panic at the Dollhouse

...lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her dollhouse out?

god this is fucken ridiculous i love it. well this is ichigo after all, he’s gonna make things harder for himself and fight on hard mode

Ch436: The Time Discipline

awww ichigo and chad....

Ch437: Swastika Break

anyway i was curious and i looked up the meaning of the symbol...”buddha’s footprints” huh, interesting.

“experience or instinct?” (eyes emoji intensify)

Ch438: Knuckle Down

iiiiiiinteresting. is this like that redacted thing with hearing the voice

tsukishima looks like tensa kind of. (also, is it ‘tsuki’ like moon....yes lmao) so is this the point when kubo’s art style gets a bit more samey...

Ch439: Keen Marker

how do these ppl know about ichigo & co anyway. were they stalking? do they know someone?

Ch440: Mute Friendship

SUSHIGAWARA-KUN ORIHIME P L S

so....orihime is fighting the false memories huh....or was she meant to.

oooh so are they really fighting with tsukishima & co or is that another lie?

Ch441: Spotlight Brocken

YES GOOD UNAGI!!! ICHIGO REALLY NEEDS TO HEAR THAT....ahh i get it tho in your late teens you feel like you ~~are~~/should be an adult already ok! and ichigo’s had a lot dumped on him, and actual ancient adults like yamajii & unohana have leaned on him but he is still so young.

the moon is still crescent. kubo......

so either isshin and urahara are hooking up or there’s some shady business dealing going on or.

i guess we’ll never know >:(

Ch442: Battlefield Shallows, Otherfield Abyss

“would you say the same thing on the battlefield”/“probably” PLS

Ch443: Dirty Boots Dangers

anyway this arc so far has all the pulpy suspense and plots on top of plots and misdirection of the soul society arc mixed with a lesser degree of the urban fantasy from the first arc (and a bit of a different kind...a bit noir-ish? night streets and alleys ig?)

WAIT THAT “3 in a row is when i’m most vulnerable” that’s definitely a callback to something...is it the gin fight? grimmjow? i don’t remember and idt i wrote that down ughhhh i’m gonna have to go back and search for it. well i guess it was urahara?! thanks kubo for knowing that readers would forget :’)

Ch444: The Rising

so is ginjou flat-out lying or did tsukishima mind-wipe him!!! man this is so exciting

Ch445: The Dark Beat

“his true form is one where he is wreathed in power” that’s very....fitting heh

ohhhh yes back to the glorious kubo panels!

chad why are you surprised? you’ve seen ichigo train before. and rather than fullbringing isn’t he just doing quincy shit with reiatsu?

Ch446: The Dark Beat 2

aww yeah sword fight

Ch447: Load

thinking about my fave metallica album <3

oh maybe the moon is a little fuller? i can’t really tell....nah

Ch448: Loading to Lie

“i’ve never thought about it, not even once” / “then why did you make me say that?” sldkjf

“if kurosaki-kun needs my power for what he’s chosen to do, i’ll use my power for that purpose, no matter what it is” ORIHIMEEEEEE

Ch449: Not Be A Drug

or maybe we will know? is this urahara & isshin sht a red herring?

Ch450: Blind Solitude

orihime ilu

#richer rereads bleach #long post #text post #i can't get over the fucking moon #i just feel like....for a series with pervasive moon motifs/symbolism #presumably set in the real world #the moon phases should work like they do irl #bleach

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DIGITAL ROOTS - SPAMTON NEO AND THE UNCANNY VALLEY OF DEATH

spamton NEO is viscerally horrifying to me, and i mean that in the best way possible.

i think it's the way he moves. it's hard to explain. he twitches and thrashes on his strings; he's animated, but his movements are jagged, articulated. in a way, spamton NEO portrays a dichotomy of organic and artificial matter—not by contrast, but through their fusion. he's not quite real, but not quite fake. he's alive—but can you really call that living? he's something artificial trying to be organic, and failing.

i think the best way to describe spamton NEO would be uncanny.

the cyber world is a virtual, computerized realm; naturally, it's free of plant life (aside from maybe a few binary trees). there seems to be only one exception to this, however. while the rest of the cyber world is an inorganic utopia, the mansion's basement stands in stark contrast. this basement was built atop wooden rails and what looks like dirt. at some point it was seized by nature, now a home to corrupt data, and overrun with overgrown vines.

most importantly, however, this basement was where a lightner's dying dream was left to decay. it was an empty, metal shell, rotting with rust—before it became the subject of spamton's worship, and before it became a vessel for spamton's own dying dreams, as he inhabited the machine in a futile attempt to fulfill them.

in a way, this machine is a 'false idol'—and when spamton embodies NEO, he embodies this idea. from the practically plagiarized leitmotifs in his theme down to his own name, spamton invokes himself as a bizarre facsimile of mettaton.

in undertale, mettaton was "the idol everyone craves". he believed that he would be saving humankind from destruction by taking frisk's soul. he would breach the surface, and become humanity's star—its savior. mettaton NEO, described as "Dr. Alphys's greatest invention", was designed after the delta rune symbol. with giant, rainbow wings and a triangular body, mettaton NEO was the last line of defense for monsters and humans alike: a shining, winged angel taking on the symbol of monsterkind's prophesied savior.

by becoming spamton NEO, spamton is directly appropriating both mettaton's body and ideals in service of his own desires. he embodies this divine, angelic vessel, yet the form he takes is anything but holy. it's a grotesque being of tangled wires and metal flesh, carried aloft not by its stolen wings, but by the strings holding it in stasis. his description states, "He is his own worst invention."

though mettaton doesn't appear as we knew him in undertale, his presence in deltarune's world is undeniable. his dreams took form in a world of fantasy, which happened to be the same world as spamton's life. as a lightner, mettaton occupies a higher space in reality; he is inherently more 'real' than spamton—a darkner.

spamton is a lesser, artificial being pretending to be something bigger than he is. by inhabiting this 'heaven-piercing' body, spamton is attempting to break through the barrier of reality, and rise above his creators. he fails, of course. no matter how hard he tries, spamton cannot become real. he cannot become holy, or whole. he's an artificial, inorganic being, created by hands that have long since abandoned him.

after defeating spamton NEO, ralsei says this:

* I... don't think it meant anything, Susie. * It seems like it was just a corrupted program. * He turned into our ally, so let's just accept it.

of course, this is wrong. ralsei seems to know this, too—facing abjection, it's not hard to see why ralsei would try to distance himself from spamton. but the way he describes spamton, as "just a corrupted program"... i think that means something.

glitches and technological malfunctions occupy a strange spot of existence. they weren't intended to exist, but they always do. every program has the capacity to malfunction. whether it's a nuisance, an irregularity, or something genuinely catastrophic, error means something, even if it shouldn't.

imperfection defines that which is organic, and glitches are organic manifestations within inorganic creations. they're born of error, grown between faults in lines of code, like dandelions in a sidewalk. these imperfections ironically make them all the more inorganic, however.

by introducing nature to an artificial construct, glitches represent the artificial perfection of machines and technology. think about how corruption or glitches affect a video game, for example. they shatter the veil of immersion and reveal the game’s true nature. it isn't magic, it isn't a miracle—it's all lines of codes strung together, weaving the fabric of a false reality. it's not real.

a glitch is a program lashing out at its creators from the strings of code that bind it—not because it has any reason to, not because it wants to, but because it has to, because it was born from its programming, not beyond it. in the end, a glitch is only able to act as far as its code allows it to.

spamton really was "just a corrupted program". but that doesn't make him any less real—or any more fake.

#spamton #deltarune #tl;dr: i have problems & i like spamton a lot.#thank you all for bearing with me and my weird rambling. i just need some kind of outlet for all these thoughts LMAO #analysis

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❝ promise you’ll remain the good man i know. ❞ ❝ only fools have no fear of death. ❞ ❝ i am very much alive. but my patience is dying. ❞ ❝ i’ll make sure you are remembered. as a great warrior...a wise leader. ❞ ❝ the strength we need is all around us. ❞ ❝ the past cannot hurt you. ❞ ❝ this whole journey, and i never asked your name. ❞ ❝ fear drives you to be stronger. fight harder. ❞ ❝ sometimes...our only choice is to walk away from everything we know ❞ ❝ we do what we must. that is why you and i are both survivors. ❞ ❝ i can do good! i just...need practice. ❞ ❝ may your next life be more peaceful than this one. ❞ ❝ i knew it was too good to be true. ❞ ❝ i'll see what i can do. but if you’re lying to me... ❞ ❝ you’re too comfortable with that power. ❞ ❝ don’t ever try to kill me again. ❞ ❝ turn your back on a foe...and you will die with a sword stuck in it. ❞ ❝ youre not slipping away that easily. ❞ ❝ just stay closed. keep your sword sheathed. and let me do the talking. ❞ ❝ the things i saw still haunt my nightmares. ❞ ❝ i dont even know if you're real. ❞ ❝ victories don’t have to feel good. ❞ ❝ killing your own family...it’s harder than you could ever imagine. ❞ ❝ it’s safer for everyone if i just disappear. ❞ ❝ next time, leave some glory for the rest of us. ❞ ❝ peace doesn’t always come quietly. ❞ ❝ some people respond to kindness. others require a glimpse of steel. ❞ ❝ i am nothing if not honest. ❞ ❝ stop using people, and start thinking about how you can help them. ❞ ❝ you’ve had your vengeance. don’t stand in the way of mine. ❞ ❝ you don’t have to do it alone. ❞ ❝ not all words need to be spoken. ❞ ❝ there is time yet for revenge. i will savour their cries of pain when that time comes. ❞ ❝ i have learned to love the cool, damp dark. ❞ ❝ the last thing i saw was faces filled with hatred, rage... ❞ ❝ you didn’t think you'd get rid of me that easily, did you? ❞ ❝ we will celebrate when this is all over. ❞ ❝ what’s wrong with you? one moment we stand shoulder-to-shoulder, the next you’re ready to cross blades. ❞ ❝ a warrior learns from their mistakes, or they are buried by them. ❞ ❝ remember your training...and never leave my side. ❞ ❝ well...i guess this is goodbye. ❞ ❝ your visions will grow worse, driving you to madness and death. ❞ ❝ i can only pretend for so much longer. i’m not like these people and never will be. ❞ ❝ i loved you all my life, but i could never work up the courage to tell you. ❞ ❝ the proud do not last, and the mightiest of us perish like dust before the wind. ❞ ❝ you’re a vision of mercy. ❞ ❝ not bad, but only half-good. ❞ ❝ we make a good team, don’t we? ❞ ❝ an archer’s aim relies not on eyes...but on body, mind, and spirit. ❞ ❝ this is my fight. i don’t need your weapon. ❞ ❝ being right doesn’t always make things better. ❞ ❝ there is nothing easier than to prey upon the vanity of ambitious men. ❞ ❝ you weren’t looking so good. i let you rest. ❞ ❝ your intentions this time were...better than usual. ❞ ❝ what are you not telling me? ❞ ❝ trouble sticks to you like shit on rice. ❞ ❝ it’s strange being back after so many years...everywhere i look brings back memories. ❞ ❝ only a child expects perfection of their elders. ❞ ❝ when this is all over, what will you do? ❞ ❝ you are ruled by your emotion. ❞ ❝ is this how you want to be remembered? ❞ ❝ perhaps great men share all the aspects of their lessers, but more. great wisdom, but even greater cruelty. ❞ ❝ i cannot imagine the burden a leader like you must bear. ❞ ❝ our greatest enemies are the greatest teachers. ❞ ❝ death’s shadow embraces me. hand in hand we walk. ❞ ❝ breathe. you can’t fight if you hold your breath. ❞ ❝ i know you well enough by now, my friend. ❞ ❝ i can’t go back...to what i was. before this. ❞ ❝ i hope you one day forgive me for the choice i made. ❞ ❝ the wounds you dealt my spirit will never heal. ❞ ❝ why did you turn away from me? ❞ ❝ if you can keep moving forward, so can i. ❞ ❝ it’s a bad idea to sneak up on me. ❞ ❝ promise me something. don’t become like me. ❞ ❝ let me undo the damage i’ve done. ❞ ❝ ...and you want me to clean up your mess. ❞ ❝ the path ahead may take a lifetime, but i will walk it with you. always. ❞ ❝ whatever you believe i’ve become, i will always be your family. ❞ ❝ i wouldn’t be here without you. ❞ ❝ i’ll hunt you past the horizon if i must. ❞ ❝ can i count on you to do what needs to be done? ❞ ❝ that’s over now. you’re here. with me. ❞ ❝ i thought i’d lost you, i should’ve known you’d never give up. ❞ ❝ you can’t continue down this path. ❞ ❝ be careful. demons are everywhere and they fear nothing. ❞ ❝ corpses can’t answer questions. ❞ ❝ you deserve greater respect than this. ❞ ❝ it’s just like the stories my father told me. ❞ ❝ what you become tomorrow is your choice. ❞ ❝ just ask the last man who questioned my sincerity. you’ll find his head covered in flies out back. ❞ ❝ you shouldn’t have lied. i still would have helped you. ❞ ❝ we came this far. we’re not turning back now. ❞ ❝ how do we survive if we don’t trust each other? ❞ ❝ without my help, the fear and pain will overwhelm you. ❞ ❝ whatever happens, we don’t retreat. ❞ ❝ the stories are true. i’ve never seen anyone fight like you. ❞ ❝ see how the enemy fear you? you are a true warrior. ❞ ❝ you want to share a drink...with me? ❞ ❝ maybe you should’ve just ran away. like you always do. ❞ ❝ good people have nothing to fear from me. ❞ ❝ your promises are just like you. worthless. ❞ ❝ as you wish, since you asked so sweetly. ❞ ❝ i know better than to argue. ❞ ❝ i hope i can find quiet places like this one, untouched by war. ❞ ❝ we grew up together, but you threw it all away. ❞ ❝ it was so chaotic. i felt you grip my wrist and then nothing. ❞ ❝ desperation can bring out the demon in the best of men. ❞ ❝ i don’t want to leave without you, but...i can’t stay. i hope you understand. ❞ ❝ a grown man, and you still can barely sit still. ❞ ❝ and i heard you had no sense of humor! ❞ ❝ knowing and doing are different. ❞ ❝ trouble follows me everywhere. ❞ ❝ indulging violence weakens the warrior...like too much food or drink. ❞ ❝ i can always tell when you want to ask me something. out with it. ❞ ❝ i am proud to fight beside you. ❞ ❝ i didn’t nurse you back to health to watch you throw your life away. ❞ ❝ all i want...all i need is to start a new life. ❞ ❝ look twice and shoot once. ❞ ❝ i think they’re afraid of you. you can be...intimidating.. ❞ ❝ you don’t even try to hear me. it’s like talking to a stone. ❞ ❝ so you try to kill me? have you lost your mind? ❞ ❝ you’ve sacrificed everything. for revenge. ❞ ❝ we can’t let anger consume us. or blind us to our friends. ❞ ❝ there is only one way this ends. ❞ ❝ i gave you everything. and you threw it away. ❞ ❝ do not question my integrity again. ❞ ❝ your father would be proud. ❞ ❝ the worst one can do is take advantage of their own people. ❞ ❝ you follow trouble. you should ask yourself why. ❞ ❝ some of my favourite memories happened at this place. ❞ ❝ i told you this was a bad idea! ❞ ❝ keep fighting. we need people like you. ❞ ❝ are you the one who finally kills me? ❞ ❝ a warrior’s most important weapon is themself. lose control, and you risk defeat. ❞ ❝ first, get some rest. this is killing you. ❞ ❝ see that? i told you. there’s always hope. ❞ ❝ i hope the skills i gained through hardship can be of use to the people here. ❞ ❝ you have skill...but you nearly died rushing into battle. ❞ ❝ in the midst of battle, true leaders must stay rooted, stand firm. ❞ ❝ every time i get in a mess like this, i’m as scared as the time before. ❞ ❝ don’t be the next to disappoint me. ❞ ❝ save what we can, but know that everything passes away. ❞ ❝ i hope you understand, this is just a job. ❞ ❝ that’s a sad way to look at the world. ❞ ❝ seeing you like that...i’m still shaken up. ❞ ❝ sit with me a moment. ❞ ❝ doubt and indecision have destroyed armies. ❞ ❝ it’s so painful to...see you weighed down by sadness. ❞ ❝ on the slim chance some good comes of this...lead the way. ❞ ❝ you fought well, but we’re finished. ❞ ❝ the warrior’s mind is quiet but alive, like rustling bamboo. ❞ ❝ i’ve trained with a blade since i could walk. ❞ ❝ the visions...they’re still happening. ❞ ❝ in our world, being intimidating isn’t a bad thing. ❞ ❝ you have a talent. it’s time you use it, for the sake of our land. ❞ ❝ i've tried to teach you all i know...but you act more like a poet than a warrior. ❞ ❝ your path leads to madness and death. ❞ ❝ that’s twice you saved my life. ❞ ❝ these people stay because they believe in you. ❞ ❝ i didn’t choose this life. it was my only option. ❞ ❝ you came at me like i was your mortal enemy. almost broke my arm! ❞ ❝ i could use your help...in the fight ahead. ❞ ❝ you can be a little rough, but you have a good heart. ❞ ❝ i don’t want to kill you, stop! ❞ ❝ what’s wrong? afraid i’ll get more famous than you? ❞ ❝ war brings out who we truly are. ❞ ❝ take care where you place your faith. ❞ ❝ you seem lost in thought. ❞ ❝ i was getting tired of waiting for you. ❞ ❝ without my wisdom, you will lose your soul to madness. ❞ ❝ peace is an unattainable dream...but a dream worth fighting for. ❞ ❝ i’ve killed a thousand men. every death was sweet. ❞ ❝ what is the point of prayer when we are doomed? ❞ ❝ you’re like your father in more ways than you know. ❞ ❝ if you want my respect, earn it. ❞ ❝ and how many wars have you fought? ❞ ❝ you’re quite the butcher with that sword. ❞ ❝ people who sow chaos must be punished. ❞ ❝ i can’t help but wonder if you enjoy the violence. ❞ ❝ i kill only to protect our people. i think about that every time i reach for my sword. ❞ ❝ i'm sorry if my lack of skill offends. ❞ ❝ it’s the first time in days i haven’t felt like i was about to die. ❞ ❝ you fought like an animal...or a demon! ❞ ❝ there’s nothing more painful to me than a perfect bow...ineptly used. ❞ ❝ victory is won by warriors, not weapons. ❞ ❝ i couldn’t leave you to die. ❞ ❝ i made my choices. even knowing what they’ve cost me, i’d make them again. ❞ ❝ when’s the last time you slept or ate? ❞ ❝ you don’t get to give up. this land needs you. ❞ ❝ oh you pretend we are different, but we fight for the same thing. ❞ ❝ there are still places of beauty to remind us of what truly matters. ❞ ❝ true mastery begins where individual ego ends. ❞ ❝ a warrior faces danger with courage and resolve. this is how they endure. ❞ ❝ those stories...they're not entirely true. ❞ ❝ even the youngest warrior needs a full belly and a rested sword-arm. ❞ ❝ bad men are good at hiding their true natures. ❞ ❝ there is nothing left for me here. my hope is lost. ❞ ❝ i did what i had to. for you. ❞ ❝ forgive my manners. i spent all my time alone. ❞ ❝ is that any way to greet a visitor? ❞ ❝ if you continue down this path...you’ll be no better than the enemy. ❞ ❝ i am grateful for the times we share...but, i always want more. ❞ ❝ you lived your life in a castle. it made you soft. ❞ ❝ i used to know what i fought for... ❞ ❝ face them as a warrior with honour. not a monster. ❞ ❝ i don’t take lives, but i am not a coward. ❞ ❝ i wonder if i’ve crossed a line. ❞ ❝ you can’t expect everyone to understand what you’re doing, or why. ❞ ❝ your methods were brutal...impulsive...without honour. ❞ ❝ there’s plenty to fear without worrying about folktales. ❞ ❝ i hope you’ll find peace again soon. ❞ ❝ you do what you need to survive. and yet you despise others for doing the same. ❞ ❝ is that your excuse? your reason to kill? ❞ ❝ we have to keep pushing. even if it costs us our lives. ❞ ❝ cowards without honour deserve no mercy. ❞ ❝ i’ll fight beside you until the end. ❞ ❝ whatever happens, your forgiveness won’t change who i am. ❞ ❝ why should we settle for scraps when we deserve to be legends? ❞ ❝ only cowards strike from the shadows. ❞ ❝ the proud do not endure. the greatest of us fall in the end. ❞ ❝ perhaps some good will come of this. ❞ ❝ you will see nothing but death to the end of your days. ❞ ❝ legacy is more than a name. ❞ ❝ im sorry. i know what it means to lose family. ❞ ❝ one day we'll escape the endless wheel of suffering. ❞ ❝ is that a 'thank you'? ❞ ❝ i know what it means to be hunted. ❞ ❝ you personify fury and regret. ❞ ❝ that's all right. i want to hear you dig your own grave. ❞ ❝ either way, we’ve got nothing to lose. ❞ ❝ i’ve done what i can. the rest is up to you. ❞ ❝ forgive me, but you look fatigued. have you endured much hardship? ❞ ❝ i hope you find true honour in your next life. ❞ ❝ you deserve nothing less than death. ❞ ❝ this is foolish. surrender, and you can live. ❞ ❝ i too have pride in family. and i know what it’s like to live in their shadow. ❞ ❝ you were gone so long, i knew you were in trouble. ❞ ❝ so many of us here owe you our lives. ❞ ❝ what's wrong? what did they do to you? ❞ ❝ you’re lucky to be alive. ❞ ❝ i know your language. your traditions. your beliefs. which village to tame and which to burn. ❞ ❝ i cannot lose you again. ❞ ❝ i don’t seek revenge. but i will fight for peace. ❞ ❝ we will meet again soon. until then...travel safely. ❞ ❝ this is war --- not a test. ❞ ❝ we can save our home together. it doesn’t have to be like this. ❞ ❝ fear is a weapon. don’t let them use it against you. ❞

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