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sheasshovel · 4 months

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HEAR ME OUT

Scar as Apollo and Gem as Artemis…

Starting with Gem;

-HER ANTLERS!! Deer are sacred animals to Artemis and she is also the goddess of the moon and thats so shiny duo crumbs (pearl as the moon).

-Pearl could also work as a follower of Artemis though because of her disastrous double life relationship with Scott. Followers of Artemis swore off love and lived a life of chaste, which aligns well with Pearl having forgiven Scott after she won but never having the same relationship with him that she had in Last Life.

-Artemis herself also swore off love of any kind.. and guess who wasn’t there for Double life for a soul bound?

-Her only Allies in sl, besides the moon herself, were Scott and Impulse. Both of which could work as devout followers of Artemis because of their rejection of their own respective soulmates. Scott acknowledges his past lovers as his exes and never (to my knowledge) expresses wanting to get back with them. Impulse, too, never hesitated to attack the mounders even if they had Bdubs on their side. Impulse and Bdubs had a great relationship in Double Life but I like to think that, for this theory to work, they’ve just decided to keep that relationship in Dl.

-Besides the moon, Artemis is also a symbol of the hunt which is exactly what she did in sl sessions 7-8; hunt people down with the aid of the moon. Imagine moonlight illuminating her path as she stalks her prey….

Scars turn;

-Now, Apollo isn’t the god of the Sun (that would be Helios… or Grian in this case) but rather of sunlight, but the sun is still a huge symbol of him. Not to go all desert duo on you but the crumbs are there. Scar also covers himself in sunflowers in sl, a flower known to always be facing the sun, basking in its light. It’s worth mentioning that Scar was only close to winning when he and the Sun were inseparable in 3rd life, and he actually won when he was faced with the symbol of the moon and the moon herself.

-This is more silly but Apollo is highly connected with musical arts (specifically the lyre) and could you imagine if that scene where Grian and Scar were singing together wasn’t just Scar being oblivious but instead Apollo using any chance he can get to showcase his musical talent to the Sun?

-Apollo’s gift of Prophecy… Scar “we all die in the end” would be more prophetic if we all collectively gaslight ourselves into believing that he died after hitting succeed on his task. But in these death games, everyone knows by now how it ends. I think Scar acknowledging this is somehow foreshadowing how he wins though; by murdering everyone who stands in his way, not accepting sacrifices and turning on his temporary allies the second its clear that it would benefit him. When he said everyone would die he truly meant EVERYONE would die, and a majority will die to him or his twin (Artemis).

-Apollo and Artemis are both known for using Archery, but Scar is literally Hotguy come on now. His last kill was an arrow to Pearl that knocked her off of a cliff, an ARROW at the MOON. Scar is an incredibly skilled bow user and I would include this in Gem’s part too but I’m pretty sure she’s gotten more kills on sl by sword.

-Lastly, the Muses. Apollo, being the god of arts and music, was the choir leader of the 9 muses on Olympus. Now, Scar was never friends with more than 2 people at a time in the life series but lets look at his kills instead. In session 9 alone, he got 6 Permakills and 2 assists (Big B and Skizz) which brings us up to 8. Not enough but he lasted for 9 sessions, which is pretty cool if you interpret every session as a muse. Each session’s task being a huge influence on how Scar acts, even if he fails the task.

I think the 9 muses, Gem’s preferred weapon, and Apollo’s connection to medicine and Scar’s lack thereof are the weakest parts of this delusional rant but I still love the idea of the final battle in sl featuring the moon rejecting Artemis and a battle between the Twins. Apollo winning only after destroying the moon herself, who lost her will to win after the events of Dl. Apollo having once been allied with the Sun, and the Moon once having her win handed to her by her soulmate. Anyways Shinyduo Desertduo and Scar/Pearl narrative foils real and true.

#gtws #secret life #rant #goodtimeswithscar #geminitay #geminislay #grian #pearlescentmoon #life series #life smp #this came to me in a vision #desert duo #shiny duo #what are Pearl and Scars duo called help #sunflower duo #character analysis #does this count as a character analysis or a #or a drunken rambling

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rnisa · 1 year

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All these shows getting reboots and shit meanwhile Death Note has plenty of extra content to be expanded on. Instead of ANOTHER Netflix movie (which I am, actually open minded to) retelling the same shit, why not have an anime adaption of, I don't know...one of the books? L: Change the World was both a great book and a great movie. But damn, I'd love to see it animated, too.

Same with Los Angeles BB Murder. Literally = it's already written, just animate it? It's Death Note, it will DO WELL. DN is still relevant to this day.

I truly have no idea why these were never expanded on, why this content went to waste, almost.

Animate the 2020 short for fucks sake.

Like, literally, why not? The plots already written, just. Just animate them.

#This is a drunken rant #death note

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caspia-writes · 11 months

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Writeblrs Appreciation Post

Well, I'm a couple bottles deeper than wholly advisable and should not really be posting anything to any sort of social media.

But is that gonna stop me?

Nope!

Y'know, when I first came to Tumblr, I thought this place was a cesspool of politics and sex. (And hey, nothing wrong with the latter, but as a sex-repulsed aro-ace... wasn't real big on that bit.)

But frankly?

This place is damned cool.

Like, for example, @sleepy-night-child. No one has ever been this enthused about my writing before. You are one hell of a cheerleader. Even when I'm not putting out writing worth a damn, you're willing to encourage me and still believe that perhaps, one day, I will ever finish writing anything at all. You're great. And your story, Black Feather? Well, I'm going to shamelessly plug for it here. I'm usually absolutely against romance stories. But your story... even my aro-ace, romance- and sex-repulsed self thinks it's a bloody good story. It doesn't get enough attention. Good stuff, that!

And @whither-wander-whump. Pardon my French once more, but damn, you're tough. Nothing seems to be able to hold you down. Seriously, how the hell do you do it? I would've gone nuts by now. Frankly, you're a bloody inspiration. And your writing? Look, not to dump on your cooking or your dancing, but your writing boggles my mind. Where does it all comes from? You have a gift, I swear.

Also, @ashen-crest. Publishing a book (or has it been two... or even more)? Either way, that's impressive! Even if I never plan to publish myself... full props to you. You have more guts than I've ever dreamt of having. And while I might be too broke to buy a copy (sadly), I've been following your updates on your potion story for a while, and from the excerpts I've seen... you are good at writing!

Because why not, I'm also going to call out @joyfulpolicehologram here. Continuing to write fan-fics despite widespread disapproval from those close to you? YES. And I can juggle 70+ characters, each with a backstory and the whole nine yards, but the very notion of writing fan-fic makes me want to run away crying. And the only reason I followed you in the first place is because I saw an excerpt of some of your writing, and it was damned good. Keep it up. You've got a talent.

There's also @faelanvance. Sure, we don't interact much. But you really promote other writers! You're willing to share the spotlight on your blog and you've got a discerning eye. If I'm not mistaken, at least some of the writers I've followed I've only learned through your reblogs. You have good taste. And it seems your writing is also downright excellent. Not only an excellent food critic, but an excellent chef as well (to make some culinary comparisons).

One more. @sleepyowlwrites. Where does the endless fount of positivity come from? I don't get it. It's like nothing gets you down. If I were working some of the shifts it seems you are, I'd lose my mind, and I certainly wouldn't have the energy to run an active writeblr blog. I don't have the energy to do that half the time anyway. You might be sleepy, but I admire the heck outta you.

Now, if you're one of my followers and I didn't mention you, please don't take it personally. Like I said before, I'm rather drunk at the moment. These are just the first six people I thought of before my fingers started getting tired. Six seemed like a good number at the time.

I will probably get embarrassed and delete this tomorrow, when I finally wake up.

But in the meantime... thanks, Writeblr. I didn't know what I was missing. You all are great. 😊

#writeblr #rambling #I should not be posting this now #but oh well #YOLO I guess #Seriously #You all are great #Glad I came here #I should put the alcohol down #but someone has to say it #and tonight someone means me #Full appreciation to all of you!#This place is great #Will probably delete later #drunken rant

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tinynebula · 6 months

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death to insufferable hetero people in relationships

#this is to my roommate who sends whatsapp audio messages drunk to her boyfriend at 3 AM #who unprompted told him now on video call “do you want to watch me shower?”#girl the wall that divides us is PAPER THIN #i can hear EVERYTHING #i'm already pissed you woke me at 3 am with your stupid drunken rant #I don't need the details of your fucking sex life #i also don't want to hear you fighting with him regularly #god sometimes i want a bf but no if it's like this #like why do you need to video call him every fucking day even if it's 1 am #go to sleep!!!!!!#why do you fight every day but when you say everything is fine #why did you have a fight about what you post on Instagram like i can't imagine a man trying to control my stupid posts #absolutely insufferable

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lucifermeo · 2 years

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ive seen a lot of fans say they wish people would read the 15+SB light novels to understand that chuuya isnt just angy mafia boi (tm) like the manga shows but i thought its kind of Neat narratively how so much of chuuyas real thoughts and character motives were buried in light novels because despite his seemingly outward personality chuuyas an incredibly private person? like whatever we see of him from the manga+anime is probably what most others in-universe see too and all that hes willing to show to anybody

#ofc i think we should get more abt him soon from the manga #if asgr ever goes back to prison escape pov *cries*#also unexpected skk parallels kings of not letting ppl know shit #chuuya is just such a good character sigh #he can go off on a drunken rant about dazai to just about anyone #but if u want him to even *think* anything remotely close to his insecurities about being human #or how he actually view dazai and humanity and such #i dont think even dazai-level torture could get it out from him #bsd chuuya #bungou stray dogs #bsd #bsd fifteen #bsd stormbringer #nakahara chuuya

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share-the-damn-bed · 2 years

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NANCY WHEELER | “bullshit”

Season 1— 3 times Season 2— 7 times Season 3— 1 times Season 4— 0 times

#nancy wheeler #stranger things #please double check my work #I was mostly working from memory #i am shocked she never said it in season 4 #bonus uses of nancy's signature phrase I enjoy: Steve saying it's all bullshit in season 3 with a small nod to nancy being right during her #drunken rant #it was an obvious nod #and jonathan using it in season 4 #which I made a gif set for #i find it cute #and a small way to show how they've influenced one another during their relationship

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iamthepulta · 1 year

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Generational abuse doesn't just *end*. You break the cycle and there are still echoes because your child grows up without a set of grandparents, or is fucked up by those grandparents, or is cut off from the rest of the extended family, or gets fucked up presents at Christmas, or wonders why they get treated different at family gatherings.

A lot of LGBTQ fiction authors write about that kind of isolation because it's so present in their lives, but it feels rare in media and rarer in cis hetero media where everyone knows they're isolated and lonely but apparently don't have the balls to say "My bio family sucks and is abusive, fuck this shit."

#abuse tw #now im just ranting about Turning Red i guess #Encanto was worse because they framed the whole deal of generational trauma on one person and then they recognized The Error of Their Ways #and suddenly things were better #although they werent a super fucked up family in the first place #which honestly was better than Coco #because fuck Coco #had a drunken rant with a friend at field camp about how stupid Coco's storyline was about fucking Hispanic generational emotional abuse #and getting beat with la chancla and how the WHOLE STORY WOULDNT HAVE HAPPENED IF THEY WERE JUST. FUCKING CHILL ABOUT THE GUITAR. BECAUSE #ITS A FUCKING GUITAR.#ARG. FUCKING HISPANIC FAMILIES GOD.#my extended family makes me tear my hair out. also holy shit this is so long i have a lot of pent up emotions about this apparently

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everysai · 9 months

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#naruto #sai #everysai #mangacap #chapter 287 #ok please excuse this long tag rant LMAO but #the version of the manga I'm using is viz media's official translation and this is just straight up not what he said????#I've seen other translations use something closer to ''yeah. like your dick''#and in earlier chapters when he says ''are you a boy or a girl'' and ''so you are a boy after all'' to Naruto in the viz translation #alternate translations are usually ''do you even have a penis'' and (when they're in the onsen) ''so you do have one''#then Naruto also yells ''why are you always talking about dicks!!'' at him after which was just completely removed in the viz version #I wanted to be sure so I found a scan of the raw japanese to try translating it myself (please do not doubt my dedication sjfdsjfdj)#and what he says in this panel is 君のチンポと同じです - word for word ''same as your cock''#so now I know I'm right lmao #& I have no doubt there's loads of other similar instances bc I have noticed a lot of omissions of more adult or suggestive words elsewhere #the worst offence by far is their attempt to censor the alcohol during Lee's drunken fist scene by calling it ''special potion'' dfbgsdfggv #but anyway. I just wanted you guys to know bc the CENSORSHIP?????? is unreal #the way viz won't even let a guy have his weird homoerotic fixation with his teammate's cock wtf..... its like george orwell's 1984 in here

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dumplingcatho · 9 months

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fucking annoyed by matty healy wtf man FUCK performative activism and fuck him

#for those who don’t know: the 1975 performed at the good vibes festival in malaysia #and got banned and later got the ENTIRE festival cancelled for a kiss between two male artists and his (drunken) tirade against the-#-msian govt for their homophobia #yes it’s an act of protest yes the govt deserves to be called out BUT BUT BUT #it is. so incredibly fucking selfish and reeks of performative activism and white saviourism #it’s quite apparent from his actions he doesn’t know or care the reprecussions queer malaysians will face in the wake of his actions #he’s jeopardising the safety of queer malaysians bc they WILL be the scapegoat and face the brunt of the govt’s actions-#-following what he did onstage #the 1975 can easily fuck back off the the UK but queer malaysians will be stuck here facing the consequences of ur selfish actions #AND he’s discouraged organisers from finding queer friendly or queer acts and said acts will be discouraged from coming too #he’s just provoking the govt and making the situation even worse #not to mention the festival??? the organisers and other musicians and ppl who paid and came all the way out to watch this??#the entire festival is cancelled now wow good job #god.#personal #rant

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tolsunflowerboi · 2 years

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@madatobiweek2022 DAY 6 - Secret Relationship/Undercover/Rice Wine

“This is very important Tobirama, you can’t offend anyone at this gathering. If all goes well, this could help streamline the building and migration to the Village.” Hashirama ran his hand through his hair, tugging at the stands as he stared intensely at Tobirama. “Even Madara, Tobi. I know you don’t get along but I can't afford you making him angry. Just, don’t argue. We can deal with any details behind closed doors afterwards, but just agree with him while we’re there. You’re only there as Heir anyway, Madara is a Clan Head, so I expect you to treat him like one.”

Tobirama’s mouth tightened, listening to his brother list off his expectations. He felt like a child again, standing in front of Butsuma and being told all the ways he didn’t measure up. He knew, alright? He wasn’t a complete social incompetent, no matter what Hashirama, and in turn the Elders, believed.

He struggled to pick up social cues and couldn’t follow all of the ‘unwritten rules’ that peppered social interactions. What was the point in small talk? If they had a reason to meet and talk, why not just get straight to the point? Then there was the flattering and compliments that everyone exchanged but no one ever meant, so why even bother.

He hated making eye contact, finding it uncomfortable and awkward, something encouraged by the clan and ongoing conflict with the Uchiha. Right up until it became ‘disrespectful’ and ‘insulting’, then suddenly everyone wanted him to make eye contact all the time.

(Even when he did make eye contact, it was still wrong. He was either ‘glaring’ or looking ‘too long’. When was he meant to stop?)

He would much prefer to leave this kind of thing to his brother, he had a much better understanding of people than he did, and people liked him more as well.

“I understand Anija, I’ll try my best, I swear.”

His brother didn’t look any more reassured with his words, stress lines still prominent around his eyes.

He sighed, “just, just don’t embarrass us too much Tobi, not tonight,” before turning and walking away.

Hurt coiled in his stomach but he pushed it away. Hashirama only wanted the best for them, that’s all, Tobirama was just an obstacle to that. All he had to do was get through tonight, then they could leave the rest of the social parts to his brother.

Tobirama had been here for less than 2 hours and it was already going wrong. Oh the first bit went well, Hashirama was with him and people paid more attention to his brother than himself. All he had to do was stand slightly behind him and look appropriately interested and respectful. Easy. But then Hashirama had gone to talk with the Ino-Shika-Cho trio and Tobirama had abruptly found himself alone with no buffer against the other attendees.

After several disasters of conversation, that Tobirama had been forcibly dragged into despite his best attempts, he fled to an unoccupied corner of the room. To his delight, the unoccupied space was not a corner, but rather the entry to an obscure side room that was, blessedly, empty.

The Gods were smiling on him as he slipped inside, revealing a low table, seats and, most importantly, a case of books that looked completely unfamiliar. Tobirama felt himself smile. Finding new reading material was always a delight. Selecting a book, he settled himself down at the table. Part of him wished he’d grabbed himself a cup of tea, but he refused to brave the main room in order to find one.

Cracking open the cover, Tobirama lost himself in the book, only to jerk back as a shadow fell across him, obscuring the open page.

Blinking, Tobirama raised his head and found himself looking up at one of the very people he’d been trying to avoid in the first place; Uchiha Madara.

Madara raised a brow at him, looking pointedly at the books piled at his side, “So this is where you’ve been hiding. I had wondered when I didn’t see you following Hashirama around like a shadow.”

He seemed to be waiting for an answer, but Tobirama didn’t know what to say.

‘Yes i’m hiding, please don’t tell Hashirama’

‘I’m staying out the way because i know i’m not welcome’

‘I’ve already hit my tolerance for socialising and if i go back out there I will insult someone, this time on purpose’

Better to say nothing at all.

Stepping forward, the Uchiha hummed before seating himself opposite him, clinking a bottle as he set it on the table.

“Drink with me.”

Tobirama frowned. He didn’t like drinking, could never grow a taste for wine like others in the clan did, even Hashirama. He preferred to avoid it all together and was going to refuse now as well. Except. He’d promised Anija, didn’t he?

‘ just agree with him while we’re there ’ Just agree.

So he nodded to the older man, taking the filled cup and raising it to his mouth. His nose wrinkled at the taste, throat closing up in disgust before he forced himself to swallow. The taste lingered on his tongue, and Tobirama wished desperately for a glass of water or tea to get rid of it.

“Hhm, have another.”

His head whipped around, staring at the Uchiha.

“Ah, Uchiha-Sama, I don’t normally drink. I’ll have to refu-”

Madara rapped his knuckles on the table, pushing the refilled cup back over to him.

“Drink.”

‘ just agree with him while we’re there ’

So Tobirama drank. And drank. And drank.

Everytime time he drained his cup, Madara was there to refill it. At first he would put the cup on the table, only for the Uchiha to slide it back, full once more. So he started to keep hold of it, cradling it in his hands. But Madara simply moved around the table, leaning over him to pour more wine into it.

Tobirama lost count of how much wine they drank, but he was certain Madara served him more than he did himself. He remembered the fifth cup, when he started keeping hold of it and then… nothing.

He didn’t know how long they’d been there when he came to again. His head felt fuzzy and the room seemed to swim in front of his eyes.

“Tobirama” Someone was saying his name.

“Tobirama” A hand fell on his shoulder and he jolted, listing to the side and falling into something hard.

“Oof-Wow, you weren’t lying. You really don’t drink, do you” The voice was close, breath tickling his ear. It sounded familiar…

“‘Dara?” Tobirama slurred his name, tongue thick and unwieldy in his mouth. There was a huff of breath, his hair ruffling with the force of it as an arm wrapped around his waist, holding him upright.

“Oh, so now you start to slur, but not when you’re speaking in depth about efficient filing systems and taxation laws, of course.”

The words flowed over him, not really registering as he felt the chest under his ear rumble with the words, the sound nice and soothing. He turned his face, rubbing his cheek against the other’s chest as he hummed.

“Right, let’s get you out of here, come on Tobirama, up you get.”

The arm around his waist tightened, pulling him up as he swayed on his feet. He stumbled forward, knocking into the table and nearly falling over a book laying on the floor.

“Oh for god sake…” Abruptly his whole body tilted, feet swept out from beneath him as he was hauled up, face full of black hair. He felt the other move, relaxing in his arms as he rested his head against his shoulder. His eyes felt heavy, with every blink a struggle to open again. He shut his eyes again.

Waking up was a nightmare that Tobirama wouldn’t wish on his worst enemy. His eyes were dry and filled with grit, while his mouth tasted like something died in it. The headache pounding in his skull was neither welcome nor wanted. All in all, he very much wanted to roll back over and go back to sleep.

Unfortunately, his dream shattered as his door was flung open, the loud-too-bright chakra telling him of Hashirama’s arrival.

“TOBI, TOBI WHAT DID YOU DO!”

The shout made his head throb, a large groan leaving his chest. Gods kill him.

“Anija, please” his voice was muffled as he begged from under the pillow, “not so loud.”

“Tobi, this is important! What did you say to Madara last night?” The question came out at a much more reasonable volume, so Tobirama deemed to lever himself out of bed to look at his brother.

“Madara? I don’t-I don’t remember talking to him Anija. He gave me a drink and then, I don't know, I think I fell asleep at some point?” The more he thought about it, the more anxious he got. He honestly didn’t remember anything after the first few cups of wine. Did he do something wrong? Had he offended the older Uchiha?

Hashirama burst out crying, flinging himself at the younger Senju and sobbing messily into his shoulder.

“You did so well, Tobira! He agreed with nearly everything and got the other clans to offer more help than we ever hoped for! He said you gave him convincing arguments for everything!”

Tobirama stared at the wall, letting his brother cling to him. He remembered none of that. Was that while he was drunk? Did he rant at Madara about village plans while he was drunk? And Madara let him?

He felt his brother pull back, wiping his face on his sleeve. He beamed at him, full of excitement.

“Madara wanted to talk to you today as well! Said he wanted to discuss ranking systems and how pay grades should affect their assignments!” Hashirama looked ecstatic as he spoke, fully on board with his brother and best friend getting along. Even if it was with bonding over village legislation.

Tobirama sighed, massaging his temples, “When did he want to see me, Anija?” If he had enough time, he could try and make himself at least somewhat presentable.

“Oh he’s already here Tobira. He’s waiting downstairs now!”

Tobirama stared at his brother’s earnest face, brain stalling as he tried to work through what he’d just heard.

Reaching over, Tobirama yanked his pillow back over, pressing it to his face to muffle his scream.

Just kill him now.

Standing in the kitchen, Madara heard the shouting from the bedroom he’d dumped the younger Senju in the night before. He grinned at the sound. No doubt Tobirama would be feeling the effects of the night before. He almost felt sorry.

Then again, the younger man was quite enthusiastic about explaining things in his inebriated state. Madara had learnt far more than he’d expected about the village planning. And he remembered far more than he expected, considering he’d been more than a bit distracted by Tobirama trying to sit in his lap while he talked.

He had really looked quite captivating while he had ranted, cheeks flushed with alcohol. Now he just needed to get Tobirama back in his lap, this time sober and fully conscious.

Challenge accepted.

#madatobiweek2022 #tobirama x madara #senju tobirama #Uchiha Madara #drinking #drunken rants #seducing someone with efficient filing systems

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