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5 + 1 Fic Friday Roundup: On Campus
One of the things that April is an awareness month for is community college. So, have some fanfic with student//teacher characters or a school setting.
Mahogany (AO3) - "Shepard and squaddies are students at the elite Galactic Training Academy. (Think Starfleet meets Hogwarts. In space.) Reapers have been dead for hundreds of years, but there are still plenty of baddies out in the galaxy. Shepard-in-training rises to the occasion, with the aid of her squad and a certain snarky flight student. Currently Rated M for language and mature situations."
The Night Will Come but Not to Stay (AO3) - "Jazz is excited about going to Gotham University for college. It's halfway across the country from Amity Park and anyone who knows about her weird family or ghost nonsense. Finally, she can pretend to be a normal woman who just wants to go into psychiatry. She meets a cute guy named Jason, and they seem to be getting along great."
Form 23-C: Application for a New Roommate (AO3) - "After battling ninjas, aliens, madmen, mafiosos, other heroes and death itself, Jason was about to face his most unknown foe yet: a normal life. It's fine. He'd always dreamed of going to college and for once reality sort of lived up to expectations. He loves the classes, he can handle the workload and his cases too. His roommate is a total douche, but whatever. Jason's fine, he's got this. Then he meets his roommate's brother. Jason totally doesn't have this."
Holy Romantic Overtures, Batman! (AO3) - "After the heist of a lifetime, henchman!Jason decides to go legit and enrolls in college. The last person he expected to see there was Robin, and he certainly didn’t expect to fall for him either. But somehow it all works out. Maybe it’s all the labels?"
campus cryptid vs. future valedictorian (AO3) - "Mara Glass did not care about "weird hot guy," the supposed "campus cryptid." She had heard of him her first couple years and had him pointed out to her by a classmate once, but what was there to notice? Okay, he was probably thirty, a nontraditional student, so what? There were a number of those around. Apparently he was hot--well congrats to people who were into people, they could keep him. And if you asked Mara, from her extremely objective perspective, those Disney-green eyes were doing a lot of heavy lifting. There was nothing particularly noteworthy about a thirty-something guy who didn't talk about himself to twenty-year-old classmates. He probably had, like, a real life. There were rumors he was married, although Brittany noted that the only reason people thought that was because one time someone heard him finish a phone call with, "You light the candles, I'll bring dinner. I love you." None of that was remotely interesting to Mara. He sounded like a normal person, and she wished people would shut up about him. Then in third year, she had a history class with weird hot guy."
Bonus: Scholastic Nightmare (AO3) - "Nara Sayuri, a religious studies major from a traditional household, would be hard pressed to come up with a worse nightmare. It was her first time presenting a paper at a conference and apparently her paper was so wrong that one of her ancestors - a deified ancestor, the Shikabane-hime herself - came down from the heavens specifically to point out how off base Sayuri was."
#fic friday#fandom friday#fic rec#campus#school#university#college#nara shikako#DOS#the old guard#DC#dc x dp#danny phantom#femshep#jazz/jason#red hood#jason todd#jaytim#jaydick#shepard/joker#joe x nicky
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New commission post, this time gifs! Prices can be negotiated but I'm thinking temporarily $5/two gifs.
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This is an ever growing list and if you ask for a specific movie/show/game/etc I'll do my best to get my hands on it.
Options under cut for what can be chosen:
ANCIENT ANIMALS
Dinosaur (2000)
The Land Before Time (1988 movie)
Walking with Monsters
Walking with Dinosaurs
Walking with Beasts
Walking with Cavemen
Walking with Dinosaurs special - Ballad of Big Al
Chased by Dinosaurs (episodes 1 & 2)
Sea Monsters (episodes 1, 2 & 3)
Prehistoric Planet
Planet Dinosaur
Dinosaur Planet
Primeval
Prehistoric Park
MOVIES
The Hunt for Red October
The Mist
Alien Planet
Dog Soldiers
Dragonlance Dragons of Autumn Twilight
The Last Voyage of the Demeter
Wing Commander (1999 movie)
SHOWS
Babylon 5
Battletech Cartoon
Bitten
D&D Cartoon
Stargate SG-1
Transformers: Beast Machines
Transformers: Beast Wars
Transformers G1
Transformers the Movie
Transformers Prime
Voltron Vehicle Force
Vox Machina (season 1 only atm)
ANIME - LEIJIVERSE
Cosmo Warrior Zero
Galaxy Express
Gun Frontier
Harlock Saga - The Ring of the Nibelung
Interstellar 5555
Queen Emeraldas
Queen Millennia (might not be high quality)
Space Pirate Captain Harlock
Space Pirate Captain Herlock: Outside Legend - The Endless Odyssey
SSX Endless Orbit
Arcadia of my Youth
Space Pirate Captain Harlock (2013 movie)
Space Pirate Captain Harlock: Riddle of the Arcadia
ANIME - IRRESPONSIBLE CAPTAIN TYLOR
Irresponsible Captain Tylor TV series
Irresponsible Captain Tylor OVA series
ANIME - LEGEND OF THE GALACTIC HEROES (original series only)
Legend of the Galactic Heroes series
Legend of the Galactic Heroes - Golden Wings
Legend of the Galactic Heroes - My Conquest is the Sea of Stars
Legend of the Galactic Heroes - Overture to a New War
Legend of the Galactic Heroes Gaiden
ANIME - MACROSS
Macross 7
Macross Delta
Macross Frontier
Macross Plus
Macross Zero
Robotech
SDF Macross
ANIME - REVOLUTIONARY GIRL UTENA
Revolutionary Girl Utena tv series
Revolutionary Girl Utena movie
ANIME - SPACE BATTLESHIP YAMATO/STAR BLAZERS (original series and reboot)
Space Battleship Yamato 2199 (Reboot)
Space Battleship Yamato 2199 - Odyssey of the Celestial Ark
Space Battleship Yamato 2202 (Reboot)
Space Battleship Yamato 2205 (Reboot)
Space Battleship Yamato I (OS)
Space Battleship Yamato II (OS)
Space Battleship Yamato III (OS)
Arrivederci Yamato
Be Forever Yamato
Final Yamato
Space Battleship Yamato (2013 movie)
Uchuu Senkan Yamato (1977 recap movie)
Yamato - The New Voyage
Yamato: Resurrection
GAMES - FAR CRY (only games I own, sorry!)
Far Cry 3 (Can be modded for Jason in Vaas' place)
Far Cry 4
Far Cry 5 (Can be heavily modded)
Far Cry: New Dawn
Far Cry 6
GAMES - STAR WARS
KOTOR (I and II)
SWTOR
Star Wars: The Force Unleased (I and II)
Star Wars: Rebellion
Star Wars: Republic Commando
Star Wars: Starfighter
Star Wars: Battlefront 2 (Classic)
Star Wars Jedi: Fallen Order
Star Wars: Jedi Knight series (Dark Forces I and II, Mysteries of the Sith, Jedi Academy, Jedi Outcast)
GAMES - BORDERLANDS
Borderlands (GOTY and GOTY Enhanced)
Borderlands the Pre-Sequel
Borderlands 2
Borderlands 3
Tiny Tina's Wonderlands
GAMES - MISCELLANEOUS
Aliens: Colonial Marines
Command and Conquer: Red Alert 3
Dead Island (Definitive Edition, can be modded to get rid of lens flares and more)
Dead Island Riptide (Definitive Edition)
Generation Zero
Left 4 Dead 2
Iron Harvest
Sins of a Solar Empire: Rebellion (Can be specific matches, races, etc)
State of Decay (I and II)
Strange Brigade
#{ out of the empire } ~ ooc#the general speaks#commissions open#commissions#long post#the hunt for red october#dead island#borderlands#babylon 5#primeval#stargate#far cry#i'm not gonna tag anymore but hey what's the chances this gets ignored again yk whkajdhja
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The State Portrait of the Hon. Riyo Chuchi
Finally colored some two-year-old line art.
Description below the cut, or on Ao3 📜
A state portrait of the Honorable Riyo Chuchi, painted by students of the National Academy on the occasion of her accession to the post of Sujimis Senator to the Galactic Republic. This copy was done for the Pantoran Embassy on Coruscant, while the original hangs in the Speaker’s Chambers within the National Assembly on Pantora.
Chuchi’s sarafan is of the enikäi style, traditionally made of banthak wool and worn by noblewomen of the north. Above it she wears the Robe of State, a historic garment of Pantoran plum velvet trimmed with mummok fur. Made for the coronation of King Cho the Half-Foot, the first king to unite Pantora’s disparate tribes, it is now donned by all elected and nominated representatives of Pantora upon taking the Oath of Service.
The Robe of State remains the most costly textile ever produced on Pantora. It is estimated that over a million pukku — a species of hydrothermal mollusk found in Pantora’s ancient wetlands and polar seas — were crushed to produce the coveted dye. Until the Reformist age, pukku populations belonged entirely to the monarch; they are now protected by law and farmed sustainably by rival fashion houses. Although the sumptuary laws which once governed use of the color are long gone, true Pantoran plum fabric is so expensive to make that it remains limited to all but the wealthy and those in state positions with stipends for the necessary garments.
On Chuchi’s head is a Crescent of Sirkku, which also charges the planetary flag. A Crescent is always made of one of Pantora’s golden metals — aurodium, orichalc, and pyrite — and studded with native pearls representing Pantora, Plutonia, and the Lights (auroras), with Sirkku the sun god represented by the star in the center. The aurodium in Chuchi’s family ink entitles her to wear one of pure aurodium. Traditionally the Crescent is worn on the heads of female Pantorans and hung from the belt of males.
In her left hand Chuchi holds the Great Tusk, believed to be the spearhead of Voldsar, a legendary Pantoran hero who rode a giant torsk into the sky as offering to warring cosmic deities. His blood is said to shroud the planet, his throbbing wounds coloring the Lights of Pantora’s night skies. For all of recorded Pantoran history, Voldsar’s spear has symbolized the planetary ruler’s temporal power and a commitment to defending Pantora’s people to the death. Centuries ago, in the Iggorian Age, to mark the Abolition of the Torsk Hunt — an annual slaying of the largest bull, meant to prevent Voldsar from riding back down — the tusk was removed from the ancient shaft and mounted on a repulsor. Regrettably, at the same time it was also inscribed with a flowery caption in lampblack, forever altering the relic.
In lieu of Voldsar’s spear, in the right hand is now held a personal token. In Chuchi’s case, she offers a waxed lilium from her family’s greenhouse, symbolizing her innocence as Pantora’s youngest Galactic Senator, and her commitment to preserving peace.
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star wars the galactic survivor
star wars the galactic survivor the action adventure 3d unreal game, play as the jedi or the temple security force guard or the republic trooper or the republic officer or the senate guard or the senate trooper, the one who escape from the order 66 outbreak, your race will the canon/original canon human or alien races or droid races or hybrid races or near human races, your gender will be male or female, gameplay similar to star wars obi wan game gameplay & star wars battlefront gameplay & star wars the force unleashed 1/2 gameplay & star wars dark force jedi knight jedi academy movie duel gameplay & star wars jedi survivor gameplay star wara knight of the old republic gameplay & star wars the old republic gameplay & star wars galaxies gameplay, but improved the gameplay more, customize the hair & the skin body & the eyes & the clothing outfit, the hero must fight the empire to survive the deadly challenge.
"Star Wars: The Galactic Survivor" immerses you in a gripping 3D Unreal action-adventure game. Choose your path as a Jedi, Temple Security Force Guard, Republic Trooper, Republic Officer, Senate Guard, or Senate Trooper, escaping the chaos of Order 66 outbreak.
Customize your character with options for race, gender, hair, skin, eyes, and clothing outfit. Whether you're a canon/original canon human, alien, droid, hybrid, or near-human, the galaxy is yours to navigate.
Experience gameplay inspired by Star Wars Obi-Wan, Battlefront, The Force Unleashed, Jedi Academy, Knights of the Old Republic, The Old Republic, and Galaxies, offering an improved and immersive adventure. Fight against the empire, facing deadly challenges in your quest for survival. May the Force guide you on this epic journey.
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Thought to have been disintegrated by the strange Alien Ring, Yelena Jovenko was given a state-funeral, honored as a hero of the USSR.
Unbeknownst to them, her disintegration was merely a teleportation. Her old, clunky lantern ring was broken, out-dated, and in need of a retooling - when a galaxy-wide update wave recall was mandated, she received a forced teleportation to Oa.
There, she learned of the Green Lantern Corps, the greater galactic community, and received a spiffy new Power Ring, much better suited for her human-sized fingers. She would then undergo cadet training for a few months, learning alien languages, how to operate as an agent of peace in a splintered galaxy, and the ins-and-outs of her power ring.
With Earth off the beaten cosmic-path, getting back home would be a years-long pilgrimage, escorted by Kilowagg and Ss'nystrou - her best friends from the Academy.
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𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐓 | vento aureo; interlude v.
★ ⁺ — SEARCH FOR TRUTH
previous chapter || next chapter || table of contents
pairing : vento aureo x gn reader
summary : with virtually nothing left in their credit account, a gang of space thieves turn to the richest man in the galaxy to give them a job worth millions. too bad those never come easy, even with stand abilities and a pretty-faced crew.
notes : sci fi au, multi-chapter fic, sfw, doesn’t follow canon plot
word count : 6.1k+
content warning : descriptions of blood and violence
★˚⋆ LEONE ABBACCHIO ONCE JUMPED IN front of a moving vehicle to save his mother. Then again, they had been leaving the school parking lot and no one was driving faster than a crawl, but nonetheless, he threw himself in front of his mother without hesitation, his little arms outstretched.
She ruffled his hair and smiled fondly. “My hero,” she said, and Abbacchio felt like a small star, ready to burst into the sky.
It was Abbacchio’s duty to protect his mother. His father told him as much every time he left for work.
“Take care of your mother, Leone,” Abbacchio’s father would say.
Abbacchio’s mother would look up from where she was grading assignments.“From what? Little elementary kids?”
“You never know,” Abbacchio’s father would whisper conspiratorially. Abbacchio would strike a jaunty salute, and his father would hide a smile before saluting his son back and stepping into his Levi.
His father was a high-ranking Galactic Authority officer. He wasn’t often at home, but when he was, he had no shortage of tales to regale his son with; stories of stalking through abandoned warehouses, elector drawn, leaping out at bad guys, beating them to a pulp and locking them behind bars. They were stories straight from the holoscreen, made all the more exciting because Abbacchio’s father had actually been there.
To Abbacchio, his father was his own, real-life superhero. He made the galaxy a better place, bashing away evil and restoring justice. More often than not, the grandiose word flew right over Abbacchio’s little head, but he liked the way it sounded. Justice. It sounded right and true. There could be no greater thing than justice.
“What does justice mean?” Abbacchio decided to ask his mother one day.
“It’s to be fair and reasonable,” she replied. “It’s to make sure that people are treated in the way they deserve. And if they behave badly, it’s to make sure they face the consequences.”
Abbacchio nearly keeled over from amazement. From then on, everything Abbacchio did was for justice. Crossing the street, eating his apple slices, saying goodnight to his stuffed lion. It amused the adults and aggravated his friends. No doubt he crushed the word to pieces, wielding it as often as he did in his little fist, but the word resonated with him. As he grew older, it would continue to resonate. It became Abbacchio’s true north, corny as that was, some integral part of him that he measured his heartbeats and breaths by. He always mentally sauted to the blindfolded statue he passed on the way to school everyday. He never told anyone, but he considered the statue of justice outside of the GA office to be his guardian angel. If nothing else, she was the one thing he could trust in.
As the end of his twelfth year approached and his classmates agonized over university and career choices, Abbacchio wasted no time in handing his application to the Academy of Galactic Authority. He was athletic, hard-working, and focused. He didn’t doubt for a second that he would get in. He told his father about it, ready for a slap on the back and a broad smile, but his father only frowned.
“Why would you do that?” he asked.
Abbacchio didn’t know how to arrange his face. “What do you mean?”
“You could be anything else, and you decide to be a GA? For what?” Abbachio’s father ran a hand over his face and sighed deeply. A part of Abbacchio curdled at the sound.
It was at that moment that Abbacchio realized how tired and drawn-out his father looked. He had retired early a few years ago, congratulated heartily for years of dedicated service, but his father had never settled into the pride that most other retired officers did. Abbacchio didn’t know what it was exactly. Bitterness? Resentment? But those two words didn’t go along with what he knew about the Galactic Authorities.
Abbacchio was confused. “I want to serve the galaxy. I thought you would be proud.”
“Do you have other options? Being a GA might not work out.”
“It is going to work out. I’m willing to make it work out.”
Abbacchio’s father looked like he was debating with himself. “You’re young,” he said at last. “You don’t understand things yet. When you get older, you’ll see that things aren’t black and white. Some days, you can’t pick apart right and wrong. They’re confused together, and you spend nights wondering if you made the right choice.”
“I know things are complicated,” Abbacchio said. “But I want to serve and protect people. You taught me that. I can’t think of anything else I’d rather do.”
“What if people aren’t worth serving or protecting? You haven’t seen a lick of what people are capable of. Being a GA makes you lose—” His father didn’t finish the sentence. He turned his face from his son, staring somewhere a dozen light years away.
In his mind’s eye, Abbacchio could still see his father dressed sharply in his GA uniform. He’d never seen that uniform askew, never seen it torn and dirty, never looked at it with anything other than respect and admiration.
“I want to be a Galactic Authority Officer,” Abbacchio said, resolutely.
His father sighed again. It had never occurred to Abbacchio to ask why he had retired from service early.
Abbacchio got accepted. He left as soon as he got the notice, ready to prove his father wrong, although on what he didn’t know. He fit in quickly with the other cadets, just as brash and headstrong as any of them. All GA cadets had a healthy dose of self-righteousness and it was probably that that led them to being a cadet in the first place. Abbacchio lived and breathed the life. He ate the dry food and slept on the hard cots, performed the gruelling drills and rattled off laws and bylaws. He accompanied GA’s on patrols sharp-eyed and ready, pointing out misconduct and misbehaviour by the textbook. Things were very black and white then, and Abbacchio thought they couldn’t be easier.
His teachers and supervisors nodded approvingly. Very promising, this one. Once he graduated, he would make a superb GA.
At the academy, Abbacchio was assigned to a partner, the one directly under his name in roll call. To this day, Abbacchio couldn’t remember what his name was. All he remembered was that he was small, slight, and had cornflower-blue eyes, blue as any hologram made them out to be. The other cadets called him Tuft, because of the tuft of hair that stood up on the back of his head.
Abbacchio and Tuft worked well together. They didn’t speak much to each other, which suited Abbacchio just fine. Tuft did what Abbacchio told him to do. He never questioned him or tried to argue. He had a backbone, but he seemed to recognize that Abbacchio knew what he was doing, so he let him take the lead.
Abbacchio wouldn’t say he and Tuft became close, seeing as they never talked about anything but the academy and GA’s and being cadets, but inevitably, they became used to each other, tuned in to each other’s movements so that they didn’t have to say a word during sims and practice drills.
Graduation came by in no time at all. In acknowledgement of Abbacchio’s stellar record and performance, he was given the opportunity to pick a partner for his probationary period. Since Tuft graduated too, it was a no-brainer to pick him.
Those first few months were . . . different. It was easy enough to identify who did wrong and punish them accordingly, but people didn’t always react the way Abbacchio would’ve thought. There was respect and derision in equal measure: people who looked up to him and people who couldn’t bear to look. It was obvious that there was injustice, and yet it existed in degrees. There would always be ways for it to leak out, no matter how many people Abbacchio arrested. The galaxy was a fundamentally flawed place, and Abbacchio realized his arrogance in thinking he would be able to change it at all.
These thoughts he kept to himself. He recognized that they must have resembled his father’s thoughts at some point, that this must have been what he’d been talking about. Becoming a GA meant realizing the galaxy’s disparity. The people Abbacchio rescued thought he wasn’t doing a good enough job. The people he locked away got out on bail or technicalities. Although he thought justice was a fine line, there was no way Abbacchio could win.
He wondered if Tuft was feeling even a fraction of what he was. The various contradictions tugging him all over the place. It didn’t seem likely. Tuft was as mellow and soft-spoken as ever. Still letting Abbacchio take the lead. Still not speaking up. Abbacchio wished he would.
It must have been at the end of his first probationary year. He and Tuft were coming to the end of a shift; just a few more minutes and they would’ve been off-duty. The two of them had been talking about nothing in particular, the latest Eva model that had come out, how the new Prince Giovanna was adjusting to things. Just as the two were stepping into their patrol Levi, a couple stumbled past. The man was practically spitting on the woman, yanking her along down the sidewalk. Abbacchio exchanged a glance with Tuft. He closed his Levi door and approached the couple, a hand hovering near his shoulder holster.
“Everything alright here?” he asked. Tuft stalked up silently beside him.
The man straightened but didn’t let go of the woman. Abbacchio watched the man appraise him. Abbacchio was taller and leaner, but he was still wearing the uniform of a probationary GA officer. The law, but not quite.
“Evening, officers.” The man said and Abbacchio didn’t miss the slight hesitation before officers. “Can I help you with anything?”
“Just checking in.” The woman leaned heavily on the man. Her eyes were dull and unfocused. For a second, he thought a bruise bloomed across one of her eyes but it appeared more like a tattoo on second glance. A star almost.
“Is everything alright, Miss?” he asked. The woman didn’t answer. She didn’t appear to be hurt.
“A little tipsy,” the man said easily. “She’s a light drinker.”
Abbacchio switched his attention to the man again. They must have been about the same age. He had brown hair and grey, flinty eyes. His accent said he was Upper Space. Although he technically wasn’t doing anything wrong, something about him rubbed Abbacchio the wrong way. There was a smug arrogance to him. Abbacchio irritated him, he could tell that much.
“Are you sure your friend is alright?”
“She’s just fine. Aren’t you, Sheila?” The man nudged her. She lifted her head weakly, her pupils narrowed to pinpricks.
“I’m fine,” she said woodenly.
“Can I see some identification?”
The man smiled and tilted his head. “I’m sort of in a rush. Can we do this some other time?”
“Identification, please.”
The man extricated his arm from the woman’s. For someone in a hurry, he took his sweet time showing Abbacchio his ident chip. It might have been on purpose. Abbacchio was aware of the gazes of passersby, eyeing the rookie cops and the well-dressed noble. Tuft shifted uncomfortably beside him. He might’ve suspected the man too, or he might’ve just been too nice to tell Abbacchio to mind his own business.
Pascal Caprese. No criminal history. Nothing marring his record whatsoever. Except—
Caprese put his ident chip away before Abbacchio got a closer look. He could’ve asked to see it again but that would’ve defeated the purpose. He looked at Abbacchio expectantly. Looking at the woman, Abbacchio wasn’t willing to let him go just yet, but he was running out of reasons to keep him.
“Officers, can I let you in on a secret?” Caprese leaned in closer to Abbacchio and lowered his voice to an indulgent whisper. “I picked this girl up from one of the clubs downtown. We hit it off, and I just didn’t want the night to end. She’s tired and tipsy. I’m just trying to be a gentleman and help her home.”
If that’s the case, why were you yelling at her and dragging her down the street? Abbacchio thought but didn’t say. He didn’t know if he was overstepping right now. When in doubt, it was best to call your supervisor. But the guy would be long gone by then and all Abbacchio knew was this “Sheila” person wasn’t safe with this man.
“That’s kind of you,” Abbacchio said. “If you’ll allow us to take her off your hands, my partner and I would be more than willing to escort this woman home. You don’t need to trouble yourself further.” Tuft had moved around to the man’s opposite side, closer to the woman. Her head lolled every now and then, as though she were falling asleep standing up.
“I like to see my business through,” Caprese answered. “You officers look like you were just about to finish your shift. I’d hate to bother you.”
“It’s no bother at all.” Abbacchio would not relent on this. Even if he turned out to be wrong, he didn’t want Caprese anywhere near that woman.
Tuft’s gaze was intent, alternating between the woman, Caprese and Abbacchio. He had some of the fastest reflexes Abbacchio had ever seen. In a blink, he would be able to whisk the woman off or shoot an elector pulse into Caprese’s chest. Maybe even both.
Something jarred Abbacchio and he seized up before realizing Caprese was tapping his ident chip against his back. It was a strange, off-putting sensation. Abbacchio glared at Caprese, wondering who in their right mind would do something like that.
“How much do you want?” he asked.
Abbacchio’s mind drew a blank. “What are you talking about?”
“A couple of rookies like you are probably tight for credits. How much do you want? I don’t mind handing some over.”
Abbacchio’s fists tightened. Handing some over? Was this supposed to be a bribe? Did Caprese honestly think he could pay Abbacchio and Tuft off to leave him alone?
He wanted to arrest Caprese, but technically, there were no grounds for it. He also wanted to sock Caprese in the face. There didn’t need to be any grounds for that.
“Come on,” Caprese coaxed. “You don’t have to be modest. It’s no skin off my back. You go about your business; I go about mine. No shame in that.”
Abbacchio looked into Caprese’s eyes. They were sharp, striking. They looked like they could cut Abbacchio open if he wasn’t careful.
Suddenly, Abbacchio could see it all very clearly. He would turn this man in and return the woman to her home. Battery and aggravation would be the best charges. A few days later, there would be a call: a family member or friend. There would be terse words between them and the authority chief; Abbacchio would be called in later for a talking-to. An exchange of a few thousand credits and Caprese would be out, dragging along another woman, tapping his ident chip on another GA’s back.
What would be the point? Maybe, if Abbacchio just took the credits and looked the other way, that would make things better. The system could spend its time dealing with criminals who would stay in jail, who deserved to be deliberated on and tried. This man was scum, but he was petty, small-fry scum.
“Give me a thousand,” Abbacchio said from the corner of his mouth. He slid his holopad from his pocket and with a tap, the credits were transferred.
Tuft did not react to this. Caprese looked expectantly at him but he didn’t say anything. With a shrug, Caprese headed off, slinging his arm around Sheila.
“Appreciate it, officers. Have a pleasant evening.”
Abbacchio didn’t watch them leave. He went back to the patrol Levi. For a second, he thought Tuft wouldn’t join him, but the passenger door opened a second later and Tuft got inside.
Abbacchio started driving back to the station. His hands buzzed strangely and if he didn’t know better, he’d say his holopad was burning a hole in his pocket.
“Why did you do that?”
Abbacchio didn’t register that Tuft had spoken until he repeated the question. Tuft didn’t look angry. He didn’t look like anything, really.
“Don’t you think it’s all a little pointless?”
“Pointless?” Tuft repeated.
“We lock him up. He pays bail. He gets out and does the same shit. What’s the point? It’s all the same for Upper Space nobles like him. No matter what we do, they’ll just use their money and get out.”
Tuft thought about this. “What if it’s not just about the results?”
“What would it be about then?”
“What if it’s about searching for truth? The action of working towards justice and wanting to maintain it? Locking people up not just for the sake of it, but so that justice, in some form, is preserved? If we ignore these things completely, that’s what makes it pointless, don’t you think?”
“Is that really what you think?”
“Right now it is.” There was no judgement in Tuft’s voice. Abbacchio appreciated it; he was judging himself hard enough for the both of them. If his pride would allow it, he would go back right now and drag Caprese to the station.
Abbacchio realized a part of himself must have thought like Tuft when he was a child. But then things had gotten more complex. The more Abbacchio saw, the less he understood. He wasn’t even a full-fledged officer yet, but already he could feel himself marching towards that end that his father had found himself at.
“I don’t think I could keep up that kind of mentality,” Abbacchio admitted.
“You will,” Tuft said, and the simple certainty in his words gave Abbacchio pause.
They didn’t bring up the bribe or Caprese for the rest of the ride.
Abbacchio and Tuft were made officers without incident. Caprese’s bribe was a constant blight in the back of Abbacchio’s mind; he fully expected at any moment to be kicked out of the GA’s for it. But no one ever did, and the guilt and relief took turns kicking Abbacchio’s conscience. It made him more aloof and waspish than usual, and within the precinct, he gained the reputation of being the rookie with a stick up his ass. The only person who could talk to him without being barked at was Tuft. Still, Abbacchio remained diligent and hardworking, no matter how his mind churned.
They received a call for a robbery one evening. Unfortunately, such calls had been on the rise lately. An influx of people stealing from Upper Space nobles and pawning off their spoils. Abbacchio drew out his elector from his shoulder holster and nodded at Tuft to go around back. The robber was still inside, apparently. A male, around 5’10” with dark hair. They’d surround him and trap him inside. The owner of the house had locked himself in an upstairs bathroom. If he was smart, he would stay there.
Abbacchio carefully picked his way inside the house, keeping his footsteps light. The interior was dim, everything grey and shadowy. Abbacchio poised his elector by his head, hearing the faint hum of its charge. He strained to make out any sound and stiffened when there was a slight creak.
At once, Abbacchio darted towards the sound. He heard a rattle, then something like one of the windows being forced open. He came just in time to make out someone stuffing themselves through the window frame.
“Stop right there!” Abbacchio fired, the elector pulse fizzling out against the wood. The intruder startled and lost his balance, falling heavily to the ground. Abbacchio wasted no time getting his arms behind him.
“You don’t understand. This isn’t what it looks like,” the intruder said, his face smushed up against the ground.
“You’re under arrest,” Abbacchio gritted out. “I suggest you cooperate.”
All of a sudden, the intruder’s body went lax. He turned his head to try and look at Abbacchio and the lazy smile that curled his mouth made Abbacchio’s blood freeze.
“I thought I recognized that voice. Fancy meeting you again.”
It was Caprese. Even though he shouldn’t have, Abbacchio lurched back from him, bile rising in the back of this throat.
“You look scared. Do I look that bad?” Caprese drawled.
“You’re under arrest,” Abbacchio said, but there was nothing behind it. All he could think about was the thousand credits, the tap-tap of Caprese’s ident chip against his back.
Caprese eased himself up. He drew the sack that he’d dropped closer to him, whatever he’d stolen clinking together inside.
“It’s a shame you got me before I escaped, but why don’t we treat this like last time? You go about your business, I go about mine. No one will think twice about the senile old man.”
Abbacchio levelled his elector on Caprese. “You’re under arrest for breaking and entering and robbery. Put down the bag and put your hands where I can see them.”
Caprese continued to smile. “That’s cute. Did you memorize that from the rookie handbook?”
“Hands up,” Abbacchio barked. “Now.”
Caprese rose to his feet. Mortified that he was still on the ground, Abbacchio scrambled up too.
“If you bring me into the station, our little bribe won’t be so secret anymore, will it?” Caprese said. His eyes glinted eerily in the gloom. “I wonder what your higher-ups will say when they hear about it.”
“I don’t care about that,” Abbacchio lied. “I’m taking you in.”
“What if I told them that wasn’t the first time it happened?” Caprese said, tilting his head. “What if I said you took money every time we passed by? The probationary officer who didn’t know any better. Who thought he was entitled to the money.”
Abbacchio tightened his grip on his elector. “I’m just trying to do my job.”
“You won’t have a job much longer if I talk to them. What’s the point anyway? You know I’ll just post bail and get out, don’t you? Tiny things like this don’t mean a thing on my record. I’ll just get out and you’ll have arrested me for nothing.”
What if it’s about searching for truth?
The action of working towards justice and wanting to maintain it?
Caprese was leaning against the window frame. “Is it going to be me or your job, rookie?”
Abbacchio felt himself lowering the elector. He saw a malicious grin spread across Caprese’s face, the hard gleam of an elector emerge from his sack.
Bang!
Abbacchio’s head knocked painfully against the ground. Someone was yelling. It wasn’t him.
He looked up to see Caprese, holding his hands against his face as blood streamed between his fingers. He became aware of a weight against him, something warm and solid.
“Tuft,” Abbacchio rasped.
His partner smiled wanly at him before he slumped forward. When Abbacchio tried to get up, his hand slipped on the floor, and drawing it towards him, he found it covered in dark crimson.
It was lucky that Tuft didn’t die or the guilt would’ve taken Abbacchio too. He was put on leave for a few months to recover from the shallow wound Caprese’s elector pulse put on him. Tuft said nothing about Caprese or the bribes. He remained loyal to Abbacchio, which only served to make Abbacchio feel worse. Caprese himself was never captured. A few weeks after the incident, Abbacchio put in a formal request to transfer districts.
For some hare-brained reason, Abbacchio accepted an assignment for a group of petty space thieves that had been menacing the surrounding planets and colonies. Passione, they called themselves. Everyone told him there was no point. They acted like lunatics, but no GA had been able to get close to them. They always managed to slip past the tightest defences and disappear without a trace. They must have had superpowers or something, or maybe they were decked out with black-market cybernetics that made them impervious to capture.
Abbacchio could only react. In cat-and-mouse chases like this one, it was best to anticipate, to wait at the hideout or the diamond about to be stolen. It seemed virtually impossible, however, with how unpredictable Passione was. The only thing connecting their crimes together was that they stole things of inordinate value and fenced them off. Nobody was safe, and it had all the Upper Space nobles trembling in their boots.
Abbacchio slipped his hands into his pockets as he left yet another noble’s house. They were beginning to blur together, all the nobles Passione had stolen from. They could only give the same half-hearted answers; no concrete details and certainly no concrete evidence. People often seemed confused why such a young GA like Abbacchio would be willing to waste his career on such a fruitless pursuit. Honestly, Abbacchio had no idea either.
They never showed up on security footage of any kind. Why was that? If he could even get his hands on one flacking grainy recording, at least Abbacchio could confirm to himself that Passione was even real.
He sighed. If only he could see something from them. Anything at all.
Someone brushed by him. Instinctively, Abbacchio apologized and moved aside, then had to stare. He’d seen his fair share of eccentric dressers but this was . . . It wasn’t a person at all, was it?
Abbacchio backed up against the wall, suddenly feeling panicky. A few people walked by without a second glance at the humanoid thing and Abbacchio couldn’t tell if they were ignoring it or genuinely couldn’t see it. The thing was shiny and holographic, about the same size and shape as Abbacchio himself. It had no mouth, but eyes that looked a little speakers and a timer set into its forehead. The thing cocked its head at Abbacchio, then its body shimmered like Old World static.
“What the hell?” Abbacchio murmured.
The static intensified. Abbacchio thought he heard a dial tone, then blinked as the humanoid shifted before his eyes. Its body lost its vinyl-like sheen, morphing into clothes and a different figure. Its face changed into a pair of shifty eyes and crooked smile—a face that Abbacchio knew regrettably well.
Y/N L/N. Captain of Passione.
Dumbstruck, Abbacchio could only stare as the humanoid-turned-Captain looked over its shoulder and then darted forward on the pavement. Abbacchio hesitated, then followed after it, not sure what the hell else he was supposed to do. All of those sleepless nights must finally be catching up to him. That or the obscene amount of caffeine he’d been ingesting.
“Good work,” the humanoid-thing said in the Captain’s voice. “We got the cricket ball just as planned.”
Abbacchio kept pace with the humanoid. The resemblance to the Captain was uncanny. Abbacchio could make out their individual eyelashes and the flecks in their eyes. It was like he was walking next to the Captain themself.
The Captain appeared to listen to something. As if from thin air, the aforementioned cricket ball appeared between their fingers and they tossed it up and down casually.
“Our buyer is going to meet us at the Pan and Stack Diner the day after tomorrow. Should be quick. We’ll be taking a little break after that.”
Abbacchio tried to catch the cricket ball but his hand passed right through it. He touched the Captain’s sleeve, disconcerted to find that even if it didn’t feel like fabric, it was still solid. What the hell was going on?
“Oh, shut up,” the Captain said, startling Abbacchio. “You won’t be saying that after we cash in.”
With that, the static overtook their body and the humanoid reappeared. Abbacchio stared at it.
“Can you do that again?” he asked, and immediately felt stupid. The humanoid said nothing—could it even talk? Eventually, it melted out of view, leaving Abbacchio to wonder if he’d even seen the damned thing.
The Pan and Stack Diner. That would be a satellite diner a little ways off of this colony. And if Passione was meeting with their buyer, that would make it sometime tomorrow, assuming what the humanoid had shown him was recent.
It was stupid. Abbacchio had imagined this whole thing. He wasn’t going to drag his ass out to that diner and wait for Passione to show up. He needed to rely on concrete sources and witnesses, not phony humanoids made of vinyl.
Abbacchio thought all of this as he pulled up the diner on his holopad and saved the directions for later.
This was stupid. Abbacchio didn’t even like pancakes. He’d been sitting in this booth for at least an hour at this point, drowning his pancakes within an inch of their life in syrup. Passione wasn’t going to show up. They weren’t. He told himself that every time the doors slid open and some other schmuck came in.
He told himself that as he noticed two people come in, both in large sunglasses. One had a cap pulled low over their head. The other’s hair gleamed blue-black under the diner lights. Abbacchio watched them thread their way through the diner toward an inconspicuous table in the back. He looked out of the window; squinted at the flash of an arrow hat.
In the end, Abbacchio was just as surprised as anyone else when he managed to put Passione into custody. So the humanoid hadn’t been lying. Somehow, it had managed to show Abbacchio a conversation the Captain had actually conducted, showed him their exact movements as they went down the street. Abbacchio couldn’t stop to think about how that was possible because it wasn’t.
Abbacchio was given the chance to talk to each member of Passione individually. Personal statements. Bucciarati was withdrawn and quiet. Mista was arrogant and brassy. It felt a little surreal to be talking to them in person, to confirm that they were actually real people and not just holograms Abbacchio had been chasing.
Eventually, it came time to talk to the Captain. He didn’t know what to make of them honestly. They were keenly alert at all times, putting on a veneer of indifference but paying attention to everything. They answered none of his questions and their only goal seemed to tick him off.
“Don’t you have anything to say for yourself?” Abbacchio asked. “With your record, you’ll have to serve at least a decade in jail.”
The Captain smirked. “Worried about me?”
Abbacchio found that he was, a little bit. “I’m trying to give you the fairest chance I can. If you feel that you’ve been arrested on the wrong grounds, now is the time to tell me.”
“I’m a thief. Thieves get arrested and the stars go ‘round.” The Captain leaned back in their chair, crossing their arms in front of them. Abbacchio had noticed a scar on one of their arms. He wondered where it had come from. He wouldn’t mind knowing, truth be told.
“Why do you do it?” Abbacchio asked. “Any one piece that you steal is worth thousands. Why keep this up and risk getting caught? You should have more than enough credits by now.”
The Captain looked thoughtful. “I’ll answer you a question for a question, how’s that?”
“What would you want to know about me?”
“Why did you pick up this case? We’ve had a few GA’s try to track us down but you’ve been on our ass for a while. Why did you keep it up? You should’ve quit by now.”
“I don’t give up easily,” Abbacchio said, and wondered why he sounded defensive.
“Evidently.” The Captain smiled. Abbacchio liked that smile. Crookedly charming. “Have you been a GA for long? Don’t tell me you’re secretly sixty years old.”
“Seventy, actually. And you didn’t answer my question.”
“I get a kick out of all of this,” the Captain said. “There's an unmatched thrill you get when you steal something. Plus, I get to stick it to all of the rich nobles who don’t know any better. You won’t admit it, but you know what I’m talking about, right?”
Internally, Abbacchio admitted to himself that he felt a grim satisfaction whenever some noble or other was stolen from. They treated it like such a grave offense, but the truth was, what they lost barely dented their massive fortunes. It was nice to see them get humbled every now and then.
Thinking of Upper Space nobles got Abbacchio thinking about Caprese and he instantly became gloomy. They had never found out why he’d been stealing from that old man, considering he had no shortage of money himself. If Caprese was ever stolen from, Abbacchio wouldn’t be sorry for it.
“You look like you have a lot on your mind,” the Captain said. “Are you alright?”
Abbacchio blinked. Why was the Captain acting like they weren’t handcuffed and Abbacchio hadn’t just arrested them? People rarely asked him that nowadays. Tuft must have been the last one.
“If there’s nothing further you want to say, I’ll be taking you to your cell,” he said gruffly.
“That’d be swell. I appreciate it.”
Once they were secured, Abbacchio went back to his office and tried to finish the rest of his paperwork. He kept thinking about the Captain, about that strange earnestness they spoke with. They were cocky, but they were also perceptive. It seemed like they understood a lot more than they let on. Abbacchio had read in their records that they’d used to be a soldier. A strange progression to go from that to a thief.
The day that Abbacchio got promoted to Inspector was the same day that Passione broke out of jail for the first time.
Abbacchio tried to keep his head straight but it was impossible not to feel like a flackbag. Checking in on the cells revealed no signs of tampering whatsoever. The crew had simply been there one moment and gone the next. The simplicity of it infuriated Abbacchio. And they’d chosen to do it on today of all days so that his inspector badge would feel more like a spit in the face.
The first chance he got, he slipped into the cells to use his ability. By now, he’d figured out that he could summon the holographic humanoid at will and that it responded to what he wanted. He had it resume the position of the Captain, cursing how he could ever have admired them for even a second.
He watched the Captain crouch up against the wall, pressing their ear against it. Then they leaned back and followed something with their eyes to the adjacent wall. They got up, stepped closer to the wall, and disappeared. Abbacchio replayed the scene three times and each time got more confused.
He must not have been the only one with an ability. Passione had them too. In a way, it must have been kismet that he’d decided to pick up their case, because there wasn’t a GA in the galaxy that would be able to keep up with Passione without some kind of ability of their own.
He reported his sheepish findings to the chief. No, he hadn’t found anything. Yes, he had done everything according to procedure. He was terribly sorry this had happened and was willing to give up his badge if necessary.
“That won’t be necessary,” the chief said with a long sigh. The sound reminded Abbacchio of his father. For a second, he wondered how he was doing, how he would react if Abbacchio told him about his ability.
“Do you have any idea where they could have gone?” the chief asked.
Abbacchio opened his mouth. On a whim, he had taken his ability outside and tried to find a playback of the Captain outside of the jail. He’d found them easily enough, even caught the name of the place they were planning to go next. It was lucky that they were clueless about his ability, or they would’ve been more careful about what they said and where.
Abbacchio knew that if he wanted, he could easily have the crew back in their cells by tonight. From here on out, it wouldn’t be difficult to catch them. They were cunning, but Abbacchio could replay their every move, listen in on their conversations. In that way, he was something of an honourary member.
Abbacchio could very well tell all of this to the chief. But the Captain liked to stick it to Upper Space nobles and to be honest, Abbacchio wasn’t all that fond of nobles either.
He had accepted by now that he was a terrible GA. Accepting bribes, not backing his partner, not divulging information. What more did tacking on “lying to a superior officer” do?
“No, sir,” Abbacchio said, his voice even. “I don’t have any idea where they could have gone.”
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Anyway now that I've finished all of Danganronpa it's time to RANK SOME SHIT
starting off with the chapters (bar prologues/epilogues)
18. Trapped by the Ocean Scent (2-3)
17. Transfer Student from Beyond the Grave (3-3)
16. To Survive (1-1)
15. Goodbye Danganronpa (3-6)
14. A Thin Line Divides Heaven and Hell (3-2)
13. A Next Generation Legend! Stand Tall, Galactic Hero! (1-3)
12. Ultimate Pain, Ultimate Suffering, Ultimate Despair, Ultimate Execution, Ultimate Death (1-6)
11. 100 Mile Dash; Pain of a Junk Food Junkie (1-5)
10. Sea and Punishment, Sin and Coconuts (2-2)
9. Destination Despair (2-1)
8. All Star Apologies (1-4)
7. Boy's Life of Despair (1-2)
6. Live and Let the Languid World Live (3-4)
5. This is the End, Goodbye Academy of Despair (2-6)
4. Voyage Without Passion or Purpose (3-5)
3. My Class Trial, Our Class Trial (3-1)
2. Do Ultimate Robots Dream of Clockwork? (2-4)
1. Smile at Hope in the Name of Despair (2-5)
I have absolutely no idea what the general consensus on this is (besides 3-3 being disliked and 3-6 being divisive) so let me know if one of these is a hot take that will render me declared completely insane
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Here are Eager Young Space Cadet, Dr. Ignatius Q. "I.Q." Hi and Commander X-2 of my Daff Dodgers au.
Young Cadet P.C Joey Paide: is the faithful sidekick of Daff Dodgers. Graduating summa cum laude from the Protectorate Academy Joey was assigned to work with Dodgers when Daff became Captain. Very little else is known about his past, though it is rumored of him as being the Prince of his home planet of S.9 where he has a older sister and overly rambunctious niece and nephews who he loves and cares for deeply making sure to visit them whenever he can, but instead of staying to become future ruler choose in pursuing of becoming a member of the Galactic Protectorate. Being very sweet and kind he He looks up to Dodgers, seeing him as a older sibling-figure in many ways. He is utterly loyal to Dodgers and doesn't doubt a word he says, despite being much smarter than his hero sometimes , he lets him give all the orders seeing Dodgers has a good heart and determination in helping protect those in need thus believes him to be a true hero. even if he act Dodgers cares deeply for his Cadet though he rarely shows it (in his loneliness he sees Joey as his only best friend), Dodgers relies on the Cadet's assistance with most missions without it but both success gaining credit for their work. Cadet is also fairly successful as a ladies man, often being the one who gets the girl Dodgers crushes over.
Dr. Ignatius Q "I.Q." Hi: is the Chief Scientist for the Galactic Protectorate and usually acts as a representative on Earth on behalf of the World President. He is serious and hard-working, and was the one of the members who found Dodgers and help re-awoken in his cold stasis sleep, he is often irritated and frustrated with Dodger's incompetence, but puts up with him when seeing how scared and sad Dodgers was in the beginning a lost soul with no one care or be there for him. so he took it upon himself to help look after and help Dodgers rehabilitate and readjust back into society while getting use to living in the 24th Century. Once a year, he serves as a cadet for one flight on Dodger's ship in order to evaluate Dodger's command. Hi also set to evaluate Dodger’s health from time to time due to analyzing Dodgers going through insomnia and mild depression thus he set having Cadet keep an eye on him to make sure Dodgers is doing good on missions,in other subjects Hi also owns an old castle inherited from his ancestors, enjoys lattes, fishing, and despite their rivalries, appears to be on friendly terms with King Tyr’anos . He also has a brother named Psy Q. Hi, who is a psychiatrist.
Martian Commander Marvin X-2: is the commander of the Martian military of the fleet of Mars. X-2 is Duck Dodgers' archenemy, though X-2 considers Dodgers more of a nuisance than a true enemy. X-2 serves the Martian King Tyr'anos, with whom he is admires and loyal to. Commander X-2 usually presents himself as a figure well deserving of his standing, often concocting deep strategies and attack plans to benefit the Martian Empire and his King. In contrast to this, his actual personality can best be described as courteous, reserved and generally nonthreatening, which often leads people to rarely take him seriously. This often exasperates the Commander to the point of anger and hostility, which often causes his plans to fly off the handle. despite their rivalry with each other, both Dodgers and X-2 have worked together in several occasions to fight against more evil villains in general; X-2's interests include piano music, singing, cooking, and possibly linguistics. He is also shown to be obsessively tidy and an avid worker. X-2 is also an avid scientist and inventor, creating many machines that assist the stories. He is also shown to have a fear of heights due to childhood trauma which he claims resulted from his father dangling him from a balcony to attract the media. and to be very protective of his mother, He is also openly thoughtful of his Mother, apparently calling or sending her messages up to five times a day. a fact that is implied to annoy her(though loves her son dearly she just gets frustrated over his protectiveness), and often causes his own troops to talk about him behind his back. X-2 is also the constant target of the centurions' robot jokes, who imply several times in the series that X-2 is not alright in his head and has issues with "strong independent women"(reason he can’t get a date which frustrates his mother as well). The Commander holds deep respect for King Tyr’anos, a fact he seems oblivious to, but the two nonetheless share an open trusting friendship in addition to their positions as Royalty and Servitude(though he gets secretly annoyed by the King’s deeply infatuated with Daff Dodgers). Despite this, he is not above abusing him should his plans backfire and embarrass the Empire.and though the two share a mutual hatred for each other, the Commander is not above working with Dodgers should the situation call for cooperation, and he is usually the first to recommend it. In contrast, he tends to get along much better with the Cadet, whom he sees as a much more reasonable person.He owns a martian dog named K-9, he is loyal and loving and will do anything for his master. He'll always protect his master from danger, even if it makes K-9 look bad in front of him. K-9 is proven to be ticklish when Martian tickling his belly and chin.
who shall i draw next in my Duck Dodgers au?! i’m up for suggestions
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Disney's upcoming movie releases
Disney is releasing many movies in cinemas and on the Disney+ streaming service. Family-friendly prequels and live-action remakes of cherished cartoon masterpieces are also included. The business adjusted its release calendar for future movies from its different studios this week. To view every title coming out in 2019, scroll down!
The Little Mermaid will be remade in live-action by Disney and released in theaters the following year. The movie, which stars Halle Bailey (The Color Purple, Grown-ish), tells the tale of Ariel, a mermaid princess who strikes a bargain with a sea witch to transform into a human so she may experience life on land and fall in love.
Jonah Hauer-King plays Prince Eric in the movie, while Melissa McCarthy, who starred in Bridesmaids, plays Ursula. Oscar winner Javier Bardem plays King Triton, Daveed Diggs plays Sebastian in Hamilton, Jacob Tremblay plays Flounder in Room, and Awkwafina, the breakthrough star of Crazy Rich Asians, plays Scuttle.
Based on the adored animation classic, Aladdin will soon be a live-action film. Guy Ritchie is the director, Mena Massoud plays Aladdin, and Naomi Scott plays Jasmine. In this rough retelling of the Arabian Nights, Aladdin encounters Princess Jasmine and discovers a magic lamp (Naomi Scott). He only fully sees his value once she unintentionally releases a giant genie.
Both fresh recordings of the songs and a fantastic score by eight-time Academy Award winner Alan Menken are featured in the movie. It also has many DVD extras, such as an entertaining interactive 3D tour inside the Genie's lamp and a virtual trip on a magic carpet.
Disney transports you deep into the African wilderness with The Lion King, their 32nd animated film. It relates to the tale of Simba, a brave little cub who will grow up to rule the jungle. One of the all-time top-grossing animated movies is this one. It has music by Elton John and Hans Zimmer and a cast of believable animal characters.
The Lion King, directed by Jon Favreau, stars Donald Glover, Seth Rogen, Chiwetel Ejiofor, James Earl Jones, and Beyonce Knowles-Carter as the voice actors. The successful animated feature Finding Nemo was followed up with Finding Dory. In a quest to find her family, she reunites everyone's favorite forgetful blue tang, Dory (voiced by Ellen DeGeneres).
Andrew Stanton, who co-wrote and directed the first, is in charge of this. Thomas Newman, a composer for movies including Skyfall, The Help, and WALL-E, also contributed music to the movie. This tale of a fish in and out of water is full of emotional weight and recognizable characters, even though the plot doesn't attempt to rival Finding Nemo in terms of brains. Disney Pixar is a resounding winner.
Captain Jack, a down-on-his-luck character, senses the winds of misfortune blowing his way in Disney's newest swashbuckling adventure forcefully. He must now travel a dangerous sea in search of the fabled Trident of Poseidon, assisted by a clever and attractive astronomer and a headstrong young man in the British navy. As the swashbuckling anti-hero Jack Sparrow, Johnny Depp makes a comeback. His new castmates include Captain Barbossa, played by Geoffrey Rush, and the villainous Captain Salazar, played by Javier Bardem.
The first trailer for Star Wars: Episode IX, the ninth and final movie in the Skywalker saga, has been made available by Disney. The movie recounts the Resistance's struggle against the Galactic Empire and the malevolent First Order under the command of Kylo Ren (Adam Driver). Daisy Ridley, John Boyega, Oscar Isaac, Anthony Daniels, Domhnall Gleeson, Billy Dee Williams, and Naomi Ackie, a debutant, appear in the movie. J.J. Abrams, who also authored the script, is directing it.
One of the most well-liked attractions in Disney history is The Haunted Mansion. It is a classic and has been around for over 50 years. In 2023, a movie adaptation of the attraction is scheduled to debut, starring LaKeith Stanfield, Rosario Dawson, Tiffany Haddish, Owen Wilson, Jared Leto, and Jamie Lee Curtis, among others.
The narrative centers on Gabbie (Dawson), a single mother who moves into a mansion in New Orleans and learns about the building's extensive history of hauntings. She asks a priest, a historian, and tour guides to help exorcise her house.
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Only Human
Only Human
by TheWonderTwins
Joining the space program hadn't exactly been optional for Shouto, but it did have the perk of getting him away from his bastard father. With humanity's recent inclusion in the Galactic Alliance and the widespread rumors surrounding the new Deathworlders, he had his choice of posting after graduating from the academy.
Too bad those rumors don't seem to describe Shouto very well. He just wants to do his job and live a life out from under his father's thumb; he didn't join the space program to make friends.
Tensions on board rise as a new high-stakes mission leave some of the crew worried about the effectiveness of a Deathworlder who refuses to form attachments, but all Shouto can worry about is the new alien in his charge.
But only because that's his job… right?
Words: 12121, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: M/M
Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Shinsou Hitoshi, Bakugou Katsuki, Uraraka Ochako, Kirishima Eijirou, Yaoyorozu Momo, Iida Tenya, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Class 1-A, Dabi | Todoroki Touya
Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, background erasermic, background inko/yagi, Shinsou Hitoshi & Todoroki Shouto, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Todoroki Shouto, Class 1-A & Todoroki Shouto, Class 1-A & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Yagi Toshinori | All Might
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Space, Humans are space orcs, Humans Are Deathworlders, Human!Shouto, Alien!Midoriya, TodoDeku Big Bang 2023, Todoroki Shouto is So Done, Misunderstandings, Alien Cultural Differences, Todoroki Shouto is a Dork, BAMF Todoroki Shouto, Smart Midoriya Izuku, Attempted Kidnapping, Kidnapping, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood and Violence, Shinsou Hitoshi is a Good Friend, Todoroki is New To Friendship, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is a Good Captain, Protective Todoroki Shouto, Protective Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Midoriya Izuku is a Good Friend, Erasermic isn't really mentioned, But it is there and I want you all to know, Todoroki Shouto is an Introvert
Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48364048
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A Little About Me
Interests:
Books/Reading
Writing
Mythology/Fantasy
Superheroes
Psychology
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Updated On: 03/14/2024
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The fact that he still dreamt of the fire and brimstone was his greatest kept secret. Behind his closed eyelids he still saw it, lightening striking and ash fluttering to the ground like unnatural snowfall, marking destruction and filling his lungs with something disgusting. His anger had soared to new heights that night as his bitterness left him empty, choking on a feeling of what he could only describe to be abandonment and betrayal. He did not know which was more haunting, the screams of those he grew up with, or the look on his uncle’s face as he raised his weapon to him.
The night Luke Skywalker’s Jedi Academy burned to the ground was the very last Ben Solo was alive, and what remained of it all now was an ugly wound across his very soul. Like something created by a saber, it became cauterized by the heat, a gaping hole which refused to heal as vital organs were scorched in its path. A bacta tank could do nothing to save him from his past.
Under his new name and allegiance, he channeled this very reoccurring nightmare into a powerful weapon against those who had wronged him. Drowning within the pain rather than attempting to swim was how Kylo Ren operated, and he could see no ability to heal as he allowed himself to be pulled under. Under the First Order, he would learn to reopen this gash over and over again, twisting the knife deeper into himself whenever he got the chance. Where Ben Solo once felt hope and aspiration, Kylo Ren felt a melancholy sense of intense loathing. In a way mostly unclear to him, his anger was a method of mourning, manifesting further as he watched the newest Rebel fighter receive what love and autonomy he was denied. They gave to Rey endlessly.
Kylo Ren knew he was the product of familial failure, and that voice inside of his head telling him to look towards the facts isolated him greatly from others in his youth. The galactic heroes of the century he called his guardians, the legends turned bedtime stories for new generations born, all left him to rot in their own ways. He knew he was a monster created by their faults, and they were all to blame for his very fall from “grace”, or that set path they assigned to him. Growing up, if he had told another soul that their dearest Han, Luke and Leia were far from perfect poster figures, he’d only have been named a liar. A spoiled brat complaining about what gifts the universe had bestowed upon them, his heritage a huge leverage in both training, politics and more. Listening to that small familiar whisper in his ear, the seeds of truth finally flourished under the green light of his uncle’s lightsaber hovering directly above him.
To start, if thinking of them all again, he hated the man he called father, Han Solo. In his selfishness, that bastard craved his old life of crime and could not stay grounded. He found smuggling alongside that Wookiee to be more entertaining than his family, and at the end of the day still had very little in common with his mother besides the fact that they had a kid together. Han Solo would have rather been footloose and fancy free, head in the stars above than to have played the role of husband and father. Growing up, Ben felt it all, his mind nagging him that this disconnection was in fact his reality. He hated his true name now, Solo not even being a real surname. His father never really wanted more than a fling with some pretty princess…and yet this new girl was already so snug under his wing like a kid of his own maybe. Perhaps it’s because he chases the rush of new people excited to know him as an old hero of theirs.
Then there was his mother, one of the most important political figure heads of the century. Not only was she famed for being spectacularly beautiful, but strong willed and strong minded in her fight against the empire. She was the number one thing that swayed his usage of the dark side, and he was aware of what he’d have to do in order to fix that. Sever the ties…and to think no more of her soft hands against his cheeks as she sang him to sleep as a child. She already started their separation all those years ago shipping him off to become a Jedi, without being granted the same choice she had to follow something else instead…love in order to have him. His loud inner dialogue thundered at the thought of her, sorting her out to be indeed a hypocrite. While he practiced so very far from his mother, alone and missing her, Rey received training directly from her.
And as for his uncle Luke? He made up his mind about Ben all too quickly, deciding to kill his nephew placed into his care. He had casted the scales of judgment upon him without holding a call to court, and Kylo Ren hated him most of all, for judging his pull to the dark when Luke lived with the same. In fact, Luke spared Rey when experiencing hers.
And yet…even with this map sprawled out before him, he cannot find it within himself to hate the girl they dote on. All of the rage he directs through his power cannot be channeled at her, and it’s yet another thing that makes him weaker. Kylo Ren supposes he takes pity on Rey, being a small desert planet orphan longing to hold the stars that kept her company in her lonesomeness. In time, her heroes will fail her same as they did him. He will be there when it happens, waiting.
#actually this is a KYLO REN SUPREMACY POST#I wanted to do a little deep dive into some of his thoughts#I adore his character and tbh I feel he got really thrown out#so much potential for a very in-depth tragic character#Kylo Ren/Ben Solo my beloved#that inner dialogue is someone…for those of you who don’t know#I haven’t read all of the source material for Ben Solo so please forgive my idiocy#This is just some. drabbling#To be clear the idea is a lot of his memories would definitely be shuffled and remixed under the influence of the voice and the first order#He is a victim of heavy HEAVY manipulation#There is a scene in the comics where Snoke embraces him in a way that’s almost fatherly and I think about that a lot#Kylo Ren
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The Promise of Rad Sechrist’s “Project City” [Part 2]
Continued from part 2
Reprinted from Pop Culture Maniacs, my History Hermann WordPress blog on Jan. 23, 2023, and Wayback Machine. This was the tenth article I wrote for Pop Culture Maniacs. This post was originally published on February 6, 2022.
© 2022-2023 Burkely Hermann. All rights reserved.
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[1] There is also an extensive terms of service agreement, privacy policy, feed and search sections.
[2] In one of the comments, Sechrist revealed that “Netflix told me to never pitch them anything like that ever again” and that’s why they “went independent.” That is unfortunate to hear about Kipo, but not surprising. He also noted in September 2021 that he wrote a movie about Wolf, but Netflix “made them remove any stories from Benson Wolf or Jamack from seasons 2 and 3.” So, that sadly will probably not happen. He has been relatively active on the Kipo subreddit. Earlier, he confirmed Asher as a non-binary character and noted Asher was non-binary because some on the crew were non-binary. Sechrist also said they had 30 episodes from Netflix “from the very beginning” and wouldn’t let them do any after that saying that is “sort of the way Netflix wanted to operate.”
[3] See Sugarwaltz, Thomas Crane and the Mind Machine, Last Knight, Starbound, Biopunks, Laundry Monsters, Knightlights, Lumeon Lands, Magicless, Wandered Here, The Chippy and Loopus Show, Kix and Gigglz, Atlantica, Tall Tales of Magic and Mages, Mag-Tech Noire, Soggy Bills, Power Up!, Immortal Age, Galactic Homerun, The Great Run, Almost Hero, The Culling, Bhoodham, The Space Stragglers, Book of Worlds, Unresolved, Seer, Project N.e.w.m.o.o.m.e., The Ball, Cation Princess, Weirdogs, Seldom Manifest, Westwoods, Plot Armor Academy, Black Liquid, Deadboy, Epic Temple Quest, Ad Lunam, and Juvenile Delinquests. There’s also a train simulated web series named San Juan Branch Line, animated films Jupiter and Europa, Lyrics for the End of the World, and Dinonauts, collection of short films named Conquer, a game named Yasuke: A Lost Descendant, a streaming channel on YouTube named Blutoonztv, and a music video named Daylight.
[4] Of note is the webzine, Erika the Typewriter, the horror comic Be Right With You, the steampunkish webcomic World Post Evil, and a later-to-be graphic novel named The Enchanteds, along with the graphic novels Wildertale, Departure, Hearth in Space, and a manga series entitled Project Rogon Zero.
[5] This is different from the approach of Nico Colaleo who said in a February 2021 podcast that he hopes to make Ollie & Scoops bigger and bigger until the series can get studio funding, his ultimately goal, although he is content with keeping it independent, wanting to pitch it to studios in person.
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Will you be adding in Buzz Lightyear of Star Command, Mixels, and The Owl House into the Autobot Academy universe?
Buzz Lightyear isn't an actual person, but a version of him does act as a mascot in the Galactic Council's entertainment, acting as a hero against the robotic Zurg alongside the psychically gifted Princess Mira, the bold and brash Booster, and the comedic and pathetic robot sidekick XR.
Honestly, I don't see the Mixels being a part of Autobot Academy simply on the basis of not really seeing a place.
A location known as The Owl House can be found in a corner of Legerdomain called the Boiling Isles, where it is inhabited by a rogue Artylian witch, an imaginative human girl who ended up there by mistake, and the last survivor of the ancient Terraitans styling himself as a demon lord. I don't see the paths of these folk crossing with those of the main comic, at least not until they deal with that minor chaos deity they accidentally let out.
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