𝐄𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞 - “Rapunzel?”
𝐑𝐚𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐳𝐞𝐥 - “Cosa?”
𝐄𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞 - “Tu eri il mio nuovo sogno.”
𝐑𝐚𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐳𝐞𝐥 - “E tu il mio.”
𝑅𝑎𝑝𝑢𝑛𝑧𝑒𝑙 - 𝐿'𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑐𝑖𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎 𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑒 (2010)
and I will always love u
Happy 4th Anniversary Sentinaltale! With the poll done I will be making some pages of Origins for the anniversary! Keep a look out for them!
I took this picture four years ago today, the fall I moved home from school and everything felt weird and confusing and sad. I have always been someone who struggles with change, and I often find myself running to things from my childhood to comfort me when change inevitably comes. A Bug’s Life is one of those things.
This pin was a gift from a family friend who passed away years ago. She was the one who instilled my love for this movie. I honestly don’t have a clear memory of the first time I watched A Bug’s Life (although I do remember watching it at some point in preschool and my teacher having to pull me sobbing out of the room during the scene when Flik got beat up by Hopper because my sensitive, Flik-loving heart couldn’t take it), but apparently I loved it because this family friend started buying every piece of merch she could find for me. That woman shopped flea markets and yard sales like nobody’s business. She’s the reason I have a cardboard box full of A Bug’s Life books, stuffed animals, and Happy Meal toys that I can’t bring myself to throw away.
My life has moved at a slower pace than most. I’m in my mid-twenties and only this year got my first full-time job, bought my first car, and moved out from my family’s home. I think that’s one of the reasons I love Dot so much — because I know what it’s like to wait for your wings to grow. “You might feel like you can’t do much now, but that’s because, well, you’re not a tree yet. You’re still a seed.”
(That…and the fact that she’s literally the most precious cinnamon roll on the face of the earth. Those freckles?? Are you kidding me??)
Is A Bug’s Life a perfect movie? Nope. Is it Pixar’s best? Most would say no. But it was (and still very much is) the perfect movie for me. And if you’re following this blog then it probably is for you, too. And I love that for us.
Happy 22nd birthday, Princess Dot. 💜
Made some heart shaped cookies to finish the day! Thor loves them!
It’s been about two years or so since I’ve been officially introduced to Danganronpa, having been exposed to it by watching Danganronpa: The Animation. After that, I moved onto Danganronpa 3, and soon watched the playthroughs of each game, especially Ultra Despair Girls, and I even read the novels featured in each game (Danganronpa IF and Ultra Despair Hagakure). Although, I never even played any of the games before, but I like to get the chance soon, as soon as I push myself into buying them.
I especially liked the characters, even the underappreciated ones like Hagakure. I keep imagining alternate scenarios for each story, like in Danganronpa IF, when all of the students survive, and I imagine what happens after that, like if they join Future Foundation and soon confront against the Remnants of Despair. I also imagine another different scenario where the Tragedy never happened, and that all of the Hope’s Peak students had graduated and are now living out their lives. It may sound like a happier scenario, but there’s bound to be conflict soon. I’m gonna have to write an AU about it soon. Now, despite how much I liked Danganronpa 3, I do admit that’s incredibly flawed, which is why I’m working on a fan concept for a few video games based on the anime, which I’ll post soon. Essentially, I want to flesh out the story more, explore unused concepts, and put the characters in a different scenario, like putting Kirigiri and the board of directors in a final mutual killing game.
And speaking of which, I’m working on another fan concept for a sequel to Danganronpa V3. Now, in order to ensure that the latest game serves as the final game, I decided to present the concept as an open-world action-adventure game, taking place a large city and focusing on a group of young adults who are now stuck in a dangerous survival game. It’s titled Danganronpa Survival, and focuses on solving mysteries by exploring a desolated area and finding some clues, while also trying to avoid or fight back against roaming enemies. I’ll explain more on a later post.
I kind of wonder what would happen if DISTRUST was made. In case you didn’t know, DISTRUST is a visual novel concept serving as the prototype for Danganronpa. Basically, the game was gonna be more gruesome than the final game, with the blood being red and the executions being more graphic, like Kazuo Matsuzaki’s execution. It also included a trust system that determines the player’s trust on other characters, and effects the ending of the game. Although Trigger Happy Havoc did have two endings depending on the fifth trial, we would have seen multiple endings if the trust system had remained during production. I kind of wonder what would the murders and executions be like if they stayed as graphic as the one in the prototype, but at least with pink blood. In fact, not only the deaths, but the atmosphere too. From what I’ve seen, the game’s setting was also going to be dreary, grimy, and morbid compared to the final game’s main setting, the brighter, cleaner, and friendlier main building of Hope’s Peak Academy. I wonder if Spike Chunsoft or Too Kyo Games would make a game based on the unused prototype of Danganronpa, probably an uncut remake or a completely new game. In fact, if the game had remained the same, with its dark aesthetics and graphic deaths, could it have been as popular as the final game was? Could the Danganronpa fandom have already grown if DISTRUST was released? I’m not sure.
Anyway, that’s all I have to say for the 10th anniversary. I wanted to draw a picture to commemorate the anniversary, like a portrait of the original trio, Naegi, Kirigiri, and Togami, but as usual, I’m too unmotivated to draw, so I’m gonna have to work on that.
Happy 10th anniversary, Danganronpa!
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Last night I was thinking this: falling in love with you and being in love with you has been, so far, the greatest thrill of my life.
I’m saying it that way because I know there will be more thrills to come from our lives joined together.
Today has been another first. Today is when I realized that I can’t live without you.
It made me scared at first. Out of the rush of emotions that followed my realization, fear was the first one I recognized, probably because I have grown comfortable with fear lately. The next mixture of emotions was thankfulness, love, wonder, adoration for you.
I never could have imagined a partnership like the one that we share, much less, that I could be in one.
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My husband and I celebrated our first year of marriage yesterday. I’m still a little uncomfy using the word “husband.” There is this idea of what a husband and a wife are, and I struggle underneath the weight of that expectation. I’m always trying to be what no one expects, I guess, consciously or unconsciously. So when I tell people I’m married, I imagine they put me in a box, one that I would protest that I belong in. It is, of course, hypocritical for me to want to protect myself from the labels that are put on me, when I assign labels to every person I meet in the same way. At the root of it, I simply like to be in control of the way I am perceived. And when I became a married person, it contradicted a bit with the aloof, whimsical thing I had going on. It feels a little yucky to be so transparent about the mechanism of my self-perception, but I also feel that if everyone were more transparent and honest about theirs, we could be our most real selves more often.
Now, to use my most real self to talk about marriage, I love being married to my husband. I love that he wakes me up early every morning in the softest morning light. I love how he thinks so deeply about each and every thing that comes across his mind. I love that he’s not the same person that he was when I met him. I love his patience and tenderness for me that no one else sees. I love that most of our time together is only ours. I love that we both realize the importance of each other in our lives. I love how he scoops up and squeezes our cat every day. I love that he doesn’t box me in, but encourages me to expand.
We spent our anniversary doing the most pleasant things: we woke up leisurely with coffee and quiet reading on a cloudy, rainy day, then went out for the best brunch in the city, stopped in at the pub I work at for a couple shots and talked with my friend who took care of our tab for us, browsed through some music at the record store, brought home some wine, talked a lot about ideas, and then in a happy haze of all the pleasantries of the day, we delighted in our love in the physical way (which is sex, but I wanted it to sound precious). I may say some confusing, contradicting things about marriage, but if you’re really talking to me, I would say that being bound to my partner in marriage is one of the things I am most proud of, most encouraged by, most excited about. I don’t know many people in my life who want to hear that story about marriage.
Jackie being escorted through the State Dinong Room following the funeral of President Kennedy on November 25, 1963.