#i guess i try to be poetic with the caption

[absolutebl]

This Week in BL - P’ABL Versus The Hotel Wifi

(spoiler, I lost)

Oct 2022 Wk 2

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying the most.

Ongoing Series - Thai

The Eclipse (Fri YT) 10 of 12 - Neo is so damn good in this role. But the plot is starting to drag. I don't think this show will hold up to a binge watch. But Akk & Aye really are a killer couple. Akk caught himself a live one. I didn’t even mind the wifey talk. 

My Only 12% (Fri iQIYI) 10 of 14 - Cake being back and jealous as fuck and totally into Eiw is way better and more satisfying than I thought it would be. Santa is good in this role. These 2 define codependency and it’s a little worrying, but Cake’s unalloyed joy at being with Eiw and just looking at him again is the warmest I’ve felt since the final ep of DNA Say Love You. This is a greta little show. 

Ai Long Nhai (Mon iQIYI) 3 of 10 - It is a perfectly serviceable little pulp, it’s hitting all the tropes, but was a bit dull this ep (plus a bit crass and theres the stalker thing). I don’t really have a lot to say about it. Ai does switch from mueng to ter after kissing Nahi - that was cute! 

Ghost Host, Ghost House (Weds YouTube) 2 of 8 - I still hold that the lead couple is nice but not sure about anything else. 

Remember Me (Sun Gaga) 1 of 8 - I don’t know what it is about a voice over + Thailand but it never works well, it’s always jaw-clenchingly cliché. I don’t know if it’s the way the script is written or the limited capacity of those captioning it, but it’s never as poetic as it’s trying to be. It’s like a poem written by a middle schooler who thinks they’re very deep. This is one of those situations where the Gaga interface is failing me, because I need the skip ahead button and not the 1.5 speed (although I’m using it). Look, I’m really not into 90s nostalgia. All that said, and despite the fact that this was mostly about a pack of kids running around, which is not my thing, I actually enjoyed this ep. I was hoping to take this one out of rotation because I have too much on at the mo. But I guess it’s staying in. JaFirst = penpals who never meet. ManTitle = sunshine chatty and The Boy Who Never Speaks. Mean = the clownish leader, and random other boy = the token het. 

Big Dragon (Sat Gaga) 2 of 8 - Surprise kink! This is a bunch of rough and angry nonsense, but fun nonsense. Like relationship drama between friends you don’t really like. Things that are meant to be funny, aren’t funny, things that are meant to be tense, aren’t tense, but I’m still watching it. I think that makes me the sucker, tho. 

Work from Heart (Thurs YouTube) 4 of 7 - My Favorite boy with the tattoos makes a reappearance. But mostly this show is just really boring. 

Love in the Air (Thurs iQIYI) 9 of 13 - whatever, Pai: DUMPSTER FIRE TRASH WATCH ALONG HERE. 

Fahlanruk (Sun GaGa) 5 of 12 - And I’m out. This one is a dnf for me. Someone can tell me if the 2nd half is worth it, after it finishes, but I’m not gonna bother to watch it every week anymore. I genuinely don’t like any of the couples and the fujoshi framing is repulsive under the context of a narrative trying to be this authentically gay. I’ve lost all patience. 

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Takara-kun and Amagi-kun (Japan GaGa & Viki) 8fin - These 2 were tooth achingly sweet and impossibly lovely. This show was beyond charming: soft, gentle, adorable and packed with cuteness and angst. Did anything actually happen? No. Was there any kind of even attempt at a plot? No. Did I enjoy the hell out of it, anyway? Oh yes. 9/10 TOTALLY RECOMMENDED UNDEMANDING FLUFFY GOODNESS 

Roommates of Poongduck 304 (Korea Thurs Viki) 1 of 8 - I like it a lot. Rich poor. Enemies to lovers. Forced proximity. Pretty boys. What’s not to enjoy? 

My Tooth Your Love (Taiwan Fri Gaga & Viki) 1 of 12 - It’s cute, quirky, well acted, and a bit slow moving. Pretty much what I expected. 

Kabe Koji (Japan Mon Viki) 2 of 10 - Seriously this should be everything I love in the world but Japan has to be overly creepy and stalker about it and now it’s totally borked it for me. Oh well. I’m still watching.

It’s Airing But I’m Not Watching It

War of Y 20 eps - it’s just all too much for me.

My Roommate 32 eps of 2 minutes each + terrible production values? - I’m not bothering.

Oh My Sunshine Night 16 eps (update: 20) - I’m scared it’s gonna be sad, so I’m waiting for spies to tell me it’s safe, so far reported to be quite the soap opera.

To Sir With Love AKA Khun Chai 10 eps (update: 28!) - dito 

2 Moons 3 Thai (Mon ??) 10 eps - I searched for it in a lacklustre manner but couldn’t find it legally anywhere convenient so gave up. I will watch it if it’s easy to do so. 

SELF (Thurs ??) - same again 

Wish Me Luck (Sat ??) - and again

Hard Love Mission (Sat WeTV?) - and again 

I might have a bit of a hunt when I get back, but for now it difficult enough to keep up with the main list. 

Gossip

I have been seriously considering an UWMA rewatch (as Between Us starts up next month). I’ve never chronicled or properly reviewed UWMA (which is my all time favorite Thai BL). And my understanding of Thai has markedly improved since i last watched it. What do you think? Anyone else interested? 

Japan announced a new Takumi adaptation. I think is is a terrible idea for many reasons. 

Sorry the whole work thing means I haven’t had time to check my usual sources for BL announcements and new releases. Also, you’ll notice very few screen shots. It’s a mad crazy world out there beyond the boundaries of one’s homey high speed internet. 

Next Week Looks Like This:

Look my calendar is a nightmare. It’s all just too much right now, you’ll have to wait tell I get everything sorted. There’s a lot of stuff airing, you should watch what you like and ask me for recs if none of it appeals. 

October 2022 line up is here.

This week’s best moments?

Finally!

Those smiles! 

So many jellies 

(last week)

Current earworm? HYNN's The Story of Us featuring a very familiar face with some of my favorite dimples 

#this week in BL #BL news #BL gossip #upcoming BL #best BL #worst BL #new BL #BL reviews #Thai BL #Korean BL #Taiwanese BL #Japanese BL #live action yaoi #Rakutan Viki #GagaOOLala #GMMTV #The Eclipse #My Only 12% #Ai Long Nhai #Ghost Host Ghost House #Remember Me #Big Dragon #Work from Heart #Fahlanruk #Takara-kun and Amagi-kun #Roommates of Poongduck 304 #My Tooth Your Love #Kabe Koji #UWMA #Takumi-kun

[othernaut]

Submitted for the approval of the Midnight Society: the funniest fucking Wikipedia article I've ever read.

It starts off so, so strong.

You know you're getting into some prime, dry-narrative/hilarious-subject Wikipedia magic here. The sheer absurdity of the phrase slaps you in the face like a single, tyrannical testicle. But what is the subject, if not Hitler's lonely genital? To quote:

"Hitler Has Only Got One Ball", sometimes known as "The River Kwai March", is a World War II British song, the lyrics of which, sung to the tune of the World War I-era "Colonel Bogey March", impugn the masculinity of Nazi leaders by alleging they had missing, deformed, or undersized testicles."

And again...

"The song has been cited as an example of morally-correct disrespect that used political mockery to boost morale in wartime."

So, in short, a meme song. A World War II meme song. About Hitler's balls. Ball. But Hitler's ball does not stand alone! We have so many other nads to talk about, as the lyrics propose:

"Hitler has only got one ball, Göring has two but very small, Himmler is rather sim'lar, But poor old Goebbels has no balls at all."

And which, being magical, beautiful Wikipedia, came...

... with reference images...

... the world's most beautifully captioned reference images...

... for every single line...

... of the song. Fuck me, I need these printed on a flag, that I might wave it around at protests.

The article then just delves into analysis, the kind of in-depth Hitler Study analysis that comes from generations of bone-dry academics with respected positions and better salaries than me picking apart every single word, reference, and poetic intimation of a four-line World War II meme song. For example...

Suggestions, opinions, papers written about Hitler's one ball. Respected academics whistling the ball song in between measured responses. And what the hell is mad studies?

Well, that's going to be me for the rest of the night. But no! We mustn't get distracted! If we do, we miss the gender theory!

The Shakespeare!

The guy trying to profit off of the meme song!

The apocrypha!

And the second verse!

Rommel has four or five, I guess, No one's quite sure 'bout Rudolf Hess, Schmeling's always yelling, But poor old Goebbels has no balls at all.

Which is where we get into the most wonderfully Wikipedia part of it all as, being a hyperlinked encyclopedia of everything, every single reference, diversion, supposition, paper, field of study, side subject and random-ass tangent links into an evening's worth of wide-eyed eurekae initiated, again, by a World War II meme song about testicles. Nothing has made me want to donate two bucks to Wikipedia more than this.

History is a liquid. It takes the shape of its container, that being the cultural context of the present moment. The most magical moments in history, I find, are those points when people act like people - Pompeii's dirty graffiti, the fart enlightenment poem, the sports riots, the little obsessions, in-jokes, and memes. That jolt of connection when you see a 2,000-year-old dick drawn onto a latrine wall and recognize not only what it is but why it is - that is actually, seriously one of the most compelling feelings of human unity there is. People are still people. People were always people. Farts will always be funny. When we're alone and scared, we'll sing songs about balls, and that's unironically what makes us wonderful.

And so, in the same vein, to the same melody, but for a new time, I'd like to submit...

Bezos' dick fell off in space

Jerkin' it on the human race

Elon's has got no feelin'

I don't think Zuck had one in the first place.

#hitler has only got one ball #jeff bezos dick joke #zuckerberg no-dick joke #all part of the narrative #the dick narrative

[dessinsdefrancofous]

| Deșteaptă-te, române, din somnul cel de moarte | 
| Wake up, Romanian, from the sleep of death |

#aph romania #hetalia #blood tw #injury tw #is this??? sequential art??? on my blog?? it's more likely than you think #so the romanian national anthem is hella poetic and also fairly grim and violent (like many are) #but damn if i don't adore the line 'awaken thee romanian!' #i've probably quoted it in like 3 or 4 captions for my drawings at this point lol #the lynx and ro as symbols for the land and the people.... mmm yes good #i always say i want to draw more pics of ro with a lynx #but you know.. make them more metaphorical #which i was i was trying to accomplish here #the lynx is like ro's guardian angel... i guess? #of course i'm also always fascinated by what it must be like for a nation being to 'die' #do they just loose consciousness only to wake up later still feeling the dull aches of their mortal wounds #or do they realize when it's more serious than just losing consciousness for a while? #it must be a lonely existence #:')

[sleepy-belphie]

I just found out that you're doing hc requests and i hate that i just found out now👀

How about "the brothers find out that MC is an idol"

Idk if you've done something like this before, but still wanted to ask anyways :')

I haven’t done something like this so thank you for sending this in Ley! <3 I hope you enjoy this lovely!

Tags: @kawaiiblack

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Lucifer:

Extremely supportive

Shows up to your rehearsals when he’s not busy with Devildom responsibilities 

Shows up to all your concerts no matter what

Ends up becoming an unofficial security guard

A fan is getting a bit too excited around you? He is right behind you, looking down at them with cold eyes

9 times out of 10 they immediately freeze up and relax to a tolerable level

Is the reason paparazzi keep their distance when they see you

He once punched and knocked a pap out cold because they asked a really invasive question

Will try to fuck you senseless after your concerts

Something about seeing your onstage persona gets him going

Likes your provocative songs more than your cute ones

More than happy to accept your invite onstage during one of your shows

He’s the Avatar of Pride, you think he’ll turn down a chance to have you give him a lap dance in front of thousands of envious fans?

Lol funny

Mammon:

Immediately wants to know how much money you make a year

Pouts when you refuse to let him “borrow” a portion of your income

When your popularity in the Devildom skyrockets he’s getting you booked for only the best of the best magazines

If those magazines want you to pose with someone, guess who you’re calling?

He won’t say it out loud but he doesn’t agree to all the shoots just because of the Grimm he gets

It was nice to have his pockets jingling but he was happier to have moments with you immortalized

He has all your magazine covers

The ones you both feature in, he puts them on his wall

He says it’s because he looks good, it’s just chance that you happen to be in those pictures too

He’s a liar, but he’s also a tsundere so what do you expect

He hates the portion of your show where you bring a fan on stage for a lap dance to one of your racy songs

You get tired of him and Levi bitching about it so you bring him onstage one night

You’ve never seen his face so red or his body so stiff

He no longer complains out loud

Leviathan:

You think he was a mega-fan for Sucre Frenzy? 

Oh you have seen nothing yet

Becomes a one-man social media team for your Devildom presence

You’re pretty sure he sacrificed a goat or something because how quickly you blow up in the Devildom is insane

It’s only a month before your Devildom shows have to be moved to the biggest hall in town because the demand for your tickets is otherworldly

He is at all your shows and rehearsals

He knows all your choreography

He owns all your merch

He refuses to take it for free too

He has to support his normie! Take all his Grimm!

Also gets very jealous of the part in your show where you invite a fan on stage for a lap dance during a more racy number

But then you bring him on stage one night and he almost passes out the moment you’re in his lap

Just like Mammon, he doesn’t complain anymore but inwardly grumbles to himself

Satan:

Has never read a tabloid in his life because it’s not factual, it’s garbage

However, he can’t help but read the ones you’re mentioned in

Tries to put a curse on any “journalist” who writes a bullshit story about you 

You constantly have to stop him because “Satan you can’t take away someone’s ability to write just because they wrote a lie about me”

Always at songwriting sessions because his neverending knowledge is really useful

He has a way of making really raunchy lyrics sound almost poetic 

Makes you take tea breaks so you don’t overwork yourself or get too annoyed if an idea wasn’t coming out how you want

Has this look of awe in his eyes whenever he sees you on stage

He doesn’t mind spending his usually quiet nights in at a venue with thousands of people if it means he gets to see you dance and look indescribably happy for two hours

Asmo teases him about it because who the hell goes to a concert to just stand still? (besides Lucifer, he’s a special case)

Satan is unbothered as always though

Asmodeus:

Really curious about your daily life

Also into the gossip that circles around the celebrity life

You can always count on him to tag along to any party you find yourself having to go to

Also can count on him to help you pick the best looks for all your late-night TV show appearances

Is right behind Levi in terms of posting you or about you on social media

His captions of praise make you wanna sink into the floor sometimes

He’s too sweet

He actually helps you settle into the sexy persona you need for your more provocative numbers 

You can easily find him when he’s in the crowd because he’s always dancing from his place in the front row

Much like Lucifer he happily lets you take him on stage

But unlike Lucifer he doesn’t sit passively, he almost flusters you with how his hands gently rest on your waist

And how his hips move in time with yours when you grind against him

But you should’ve expected this with Asmo, he gives you the energy you give him

Plus he was the one who you practiced with during rehearsals

That night there was some much needed post-concert sex

Beelzebub:

Doesn’t really have a reaction besides “oh, that’s cool MC!”

Gotta keep an eye on him at events because he will eat all of the food

The glitz and glamour doesn’t appeal to him one bit

The provocative songs don’t bother him either

Though he does blush when you look him in the eye while performing them

What he cares about most are your safety and happiness

Especially your safety

During one of your shows, a portion of a ramp on stage collapsed and you took a tumble

He’s by your side in an instant, picking you up and taking you offstage before anyone can even comprehend what happened

You were, thankfully, not hurt besides a scrapped knee and a cut on your arm

Beel, however, insisted he carried you home and you sit in his lap in the van

Belphegor:

Idol life is wayyyy too busy for him

He is always napping in the van on the way to and from different scheduled events

Though you have to stop bringing him to certain ones when he curses out a guy whose hand was too low on your back for his liking

Puts your album on and lets them play while he sleeps

So he knows the lyrics to all your songs

How does he learn songs while sleeping? It’s a mystery

What you do know is it’s cute seeing him sing-along from backstage

Sets up little sleepover parties in the planetarium for your midnight music video premieres

It’s supposed to be just you, Belphie, and sometimes Beel if he wanted to come by

The other brothers do crash them sometimes but as long as you stay next to Belphie he’s willing to let them stay

Sometimes need a little reassurance that his sloth habits aren’t holding you back

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me fluff #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me mammon x reader #obey me levi x reader #obey me satan x reader #obey me asmo x reader #obey me beel x reader #obey me belphie x reader #levisnormie

[maeve-of-winter]

Snippet from a WIP: that time Kent’s various visits to Boston spawned a fan meltdown and official meme. Told from Jack’s POV, hence some saltiness.

* * * * *

Back during Kent’s second season with the Aces, fans had started regularly spotting him waltzing around the Boston area. While Aces fans were wondering why Kent was so often in Boston, Boston fans were constantly on the lookout for the Aces captain who might be visiting their city. Forget Jagr Watch—2011-2012 was the year of Parson Watch. And then, as Kent entered his fourth season, his time in Boston only increased, and rumors of him transferring there started to surface and then multiply.

Vegas responded to their star player’s regular trips to northeast by, as Holster once ever so eloquently described it, “promptly losing every iota of their shit and never regaining a single scintilla of it.” Maybe it was because the Aces were Nevada’s only pro sports team, maybe it was because they’d grown attached to Parson, who’d won them a Cup his rookie season and then in 2012 as well, but Kent’s travels had Aces fans in a constant uproar. A tsunami of paranoia swept through them that the reason for Kent visiting Boston was because he was planning on signing with the Bruins. And once that rumor got started, online debates raged more intensely than a nuclear winter could ever hope to, complete with fear-mongering unseen since the Cold War, all focusing on if Kent was staying in Vegas or going to Boston. 

During one of his visits, Kent posted a selfie to his Instagram of himself and Chara having drinks together at the upscale bar of the Langham Hotel. Rather than enthusing about Kent’s fashion sense or waxing poetic about how easygoing and friendly he was (as Aces fans typically did in comments on Kent’s social media pages, Jack had often observed in annoyance), their ensuing meltdown was only matched by the Vancouver riots back from when Kent won the gold for Team USA in the 2010 Olympics. The photo’s comments were promptly inundated with demands that he reveal if he was signing with the Bruins or not, often accompanied by insistence that he “owed” fans an explanation for his actions. It got to the point that NHL Network did an actual segment at the next home Aces game, featuring numerous Aces fans (of varying levels of sobriety) tearfully expressing how much Kent Parson meant to them, how deeply they loved him, and how much they hated the Bruins for trying to steal him away from them (despite no evidence that the Bruins had done so).     

Jack knew these details because he’d been in the Haus’s living room with a few teammates when the interviews had first aired. Holster and Ransom had been watching, bursting into laughter each time an Aces fan, from a burly biker dude to a duo of teenage girls in Uggs and leggings, proclaimed their love for Kent and hate for Boston. 

“Well, I’ll say this about Vegas,” Ransom said, cracking up as a father of four, his teenage sons looking on concernedly, practically sobbed onscreen at the thought of Kent leaving the team. “One thing Aces fans and us Bruins fans have in common? They’re both fucking lunatics. Just look at this shit. Parson told everyone he’s not going anywhere! Like, ten times already!”

Holster chortled as well, taking a swig of his beer. “Right? I can’t believe an expansion team has this devoted of a fanbase. Bettman’s dream has come true, I guess. But come on, you’d be lucky to have a marriage these days with a fucking tenth of this much passion!”

After the interviews aired, a twitter war broke out, with Bruins fans responding to Aces fans’ vocal resentment of them with disdain and insults of their own. Aces fans retaliated, and a short-lived rivalry was born that day, a rare one that only existed between hockey fans themselves and not the actual teams or players. 

But that was Kent. Able to tear people apart with just a hypothetical, his actual presence not even required.

In fact, the question of if Kent was going to sign with the Bruins spawned a viral meme, one that became so widespread that even if someone knew nothing else about hockey, they were at least in on this joke. From that point forward, whenever Kent was spotted in another city, be it because he was vacationing or there for an official game, fans would snap a photo and jokingly include a caption wondering if he was going to sign with the local NHL team. If the city had no team, fans would claim that Kent was obviously there to start one. It became the “in” activity to remark on any of Kent’s non-Vegas photos that he would no doubt soon be moving to the city or town in question. He’d once joined Jeff Troy for Christmas, travelling back with him to Troy’s home of Milk River, Alberta. After posting a selfie, his comments section were filled with jokes that the tiny town with a population of just over eight hundred people would be the site of the NHL’s latest expansion team, with Kent as its first member.

But for Vegas, it was no laughing matter. They loved Kent (to an unhealthy degree, in Jack’s opinion) and were possessive of him. It was their worst fear to lose him to another team. He was their hero, their golden boy, the favorite son of their city. 

He was to Vegas, Jack conceded reluctantly, what he had once been to Jack and his family.

#kent parson #check please #jack zimmermann #justin oluransi #adam birkholtz #current wip #kent parson becomes a meme

[thetempestandi]

Tokoyami and Dark Shadow in BNHA 271

I know there have been many people who analyze the bird bois’ scenes in BNHA 271 already but I want to present mine since I love Tokoyami and Dark Shadow a lot (I am aware that some details in this analysis have been mentioned by others).

We have a snapshot of how Tokoyami was able to leave Fataxi and headed to Hawks. Fatgum was (of course) not very amused and actually opposed to this idea of running into danger of this kid. On another note, look at Dark Shadow’s eye. He expected danger, and as usual, he was worried for Tokoyami, more now because Tokoyami went straight into danger this time.

Even Kaminari thought Tokoyami was out of his mind. However, judging how far the building was, I think Tokoyami has thought about saving Hawks for quite a while and finally decided that he should do so. And we actually see Fatgum’s thoughts on Tokoyami’s ability to leave his fat. Tokoyami has become very strong indeed.

Let me just have a moment to appreciate this. The poetic caption, the white wing in the background, and Tokoyami in those tribal clothes with Dark Shadow... Beautiful.

I have mentioned this before on my other post but I still find it quite amusing and brave at the same time that Tokoyami managed to slap/kick/push/whatever he did to get Dabi far away from Hawks. Dark Shadow has been crying since BNHA 267 and he was still crying upon seeing Hawks’ horrible state.

Dark Shadow, being fed by Tokoyami’s negative emotions and having a mind of his own, was very worried about Hawks and their situation. Tokoyami was trying very hard to keep a cool head and his emotions in control despite the fact that he was angry because his mentor was gravely hurt, and I respect him for this.

Imagine how heartbreaking this is for both Tokoyami and Dark Shadow. Tokoyami has longed to see Hawks, to show Hawks that he has become a better hero, only to see Hawks being burned to the point he completely lost his wings. And Dark Shadow, poor Dark Shadow, who respects and loves Hawks just like the way Tokoyami does, was so helpless in seeing this that he just cries and cries.

In this panel, Tokoyami was clearly shocked by what Dabi said. However, after a long speech from Dabi...

We got this powerful line from Tokoyami. Dabi can say all he wants about the heroes society and how Hawks doesn’t worth saving as a hero, but he does not know that Tokoyami respects and cares for Hawks because he is a human. Take out the hero part, Tokoyami and Hawks are just a student and his teacher. Tokoyami speaks his heart, he does not come to rescue a hero, he comes for his teacher.

Do Dabi and some people really expect Tokoyami to question the heroes society and Hawks’ actions and then abandon Hawks as a result? Judging from the situation, it would be completely out of character for Tokoyami to trust Dabi to begin with. After all, this is the person who attempted to kidnap him and has successfully kidnapped his friend, attempted to kill him and other students and now is killing his teacher too. What if Dabi’s words are nothing but lies to distract him? As readers, we know Dabi’s words are true, but in Tokoyami’s perspective, he would not trust a dangerous villain. And he barely knew the corpse lying there. There are too many questions for Tokoyami, the only thing clear is that Dabi is dangerous and Hawks is in a critical condition, and Tokoyami is the only one who could get both of them out of there.

Tokoyami’s response is a declaration of war for Dabi, and Dabi’s attack are expected.

Tokoyami was burned by Dabi’s attack, and from his reaction it hurt a lot. But Tokoyami could still think amid the pain, acknowledging that Dark Shadow’s strength has diminished. Dark Shadow, as always, apologizes for not being able to protect Tokoyami. Please, this sweet boy needs to know he is not at fault.

After suffering a painful burn, the next thing Tokoyami thinks of is to get Hawks to somewhere safe to treat his damages. Dark Shadow curls around both of them in a defense stance. Look at the determination in those boys’ eyes. They get hurt, and are probably very scared, but they still protect Hawks and not giving up.

We actually see how this pair of teacher/student collaborated to get both of them out. Both of them wanted to avoid fighting Dabi but it just takes one sentence from Hawks for Tokoyami to understand and act fast. In the panel above, Tokoyami was very tense, implying that he might not know how to get both of them out, but with just an order from Hawks, he leapt.

Tokoyami was very intelligent when he made Dark Shadow lunge at Dabi to slow the villain down, while he and Hawks get down the building still using Dark Shadow. This shows how much he has mastered his quirk Dark Shadow to be flexible in such grave situations like this.

Dark Shadow is still crying and apologizing :’( He has tried his best. The fall is just nasty.

Can you imagine the tension? Tokoyami is very concerned that the fall he manages actually kills Hawks. When Hawks didn’t respond, can you imagine how horrified Tokoyami must be? That his teacher who he tried to save died from his hands? Fortunately Hawks is still alive. And as soon as that is assured, he continues to run.

I want to point out that Tokoyami uses “Black Fallen Angel” not only because flying will get them to safety faster but also because one of his legs has been burned and he could not run as fast as he wanted to. In this panel, we can also see how big Dark Shadow’s arms are. Despite being attacked by the flames seconds ago, he is still strong, strong enough to carry both Hawks and Tokoyami up to fly. I believe that Tokoyami is running on pure adrenaline now as Dark Shadow is still very strong.

The first thing Tokoyami did when he realized Dabi was attacking them is to reach his hand up to shield Hawks. 

Then there is Dark Shadow T-posing to shield Tokoyami. And I could see that Tokoyami is now use his own body to shield Hawks from Dabi’s attack. They know they cannot escape Dabi’s flames and by shielding Hawks they are destroyed, but they still try to protect Hawks. They are self-sacrificing.

Can you imagine how desperate they must be that they choose to sacrifice themselves? Because I can and I am still very emotional over this. It is just pure luck that Geten’s ice disrupts Dabi’s attack and helps them escape.

Until Tokoyami could take Hawks away from danger that he allows his emotions to pour out. Dark Shadow cries, Tokoyami cries, and guess what, I cry. I have wanted only safety for these bird bois.

Now what Tokoyami said in those two panels stir interesting discussions. It is unclear whether or not he supports Hawks’s actions and it is unsafe to conclude anything because Tokoyami does not know what exactly Hawks has done, he respects Hawks and is very desperate to keep Hawks from dying in his arms. The only thing that is on his mind is Hawks’ life and I don’t expect such a young child to process what happened to say such claims. In my opinion, his mind seems to even forget that Hawks has passed out, Hawks cannot hear what Tokoyami says but he still do so in an attempt to keep Hawks alive and his own hope that Hawks will live.

Hereby I conclude that both Tokoyami and Dark Shadow deserve the best. They don’t deserve to suffer like they have already did and they don’t deserve further painful experiences. I just want to give them hugs and tell them I am proud of them.

#tokoyami fumikage #dark shadow #bnha 271 #bnha #analysis #meta #my writing #thoughts #best bird bois deserve the best

[sherlolly-siya]

Magnum P.I. S02xE18-20 spoilers and tidbits

I thought i’ll give a prologue first 😅 Remember i pet project where i was trying to decipher the episode names? yea i didn’t get very far on that.. but i have come to a conclusion, that each title is a convention for what the clients in that episode, and/or our P.I. is going through. Eg. S02xE16 : Farewell To Love

Episode starts with Gladys and Bert who had given up on love but eventually found it in one another. The fact that Gladys narrated this part makes it poetic in a sense that she was the one who had to say bid farewell to Bert.Then TC and Teresa, they found the one that they always loved. The one who made them happier, but TC had to let her go go, he bid farewell to his love, instead of ruining 3 lives.In the beginning of the episode, we see magnum all in for online dating, but after what happened with Dylan, we see him coming to an abrupt conclusion that online dating is just isn’t the thing for him, also adding to the fact, the girl who met through an app (Abby) had just recently broken off with him. So magnum kind of bid a metaphorical farewell to finding love online.

Spoilers for S02x18, S02x19 and S02x20 under the cut if you wish to continue. Warning: My rant got hella long, longer than i planned and there are lots of pics and links below. Thanks @maggiesoa​ and @lizzysfavs​ for providing some food for my thoughts  😊

So.. lets begin with S02x18 : A world of trouble I’m just grouping together the pics that I’ve found so far which seem to be related to episode 18: Perdy and Bobby discussed about having a scene together ignore jay’s comment here, I’m all for #TeamJin and I will riot if they ever kill him. I believe the episode starts with Jin, showing up at Robin’s nest, where he ends up in a situation where he has to change in magnum’s clothes (note the t-shirt magnum is ironing... (Edit: DIDN'T HAPPEN!!?? I MEAN!! This could have been cute.. didn't have to be a total BTS for once!!) Where we get this scene, All i can guess right now is that is a tab in Jin’s had, and he’s being a fair judge for miggy while they prepare for their visa interview, or he could be here with today’s case

Which takes us to to the primary promo for 2x18, where they solve the case at hand. Now my guess is that the case doesnt take up entire 47 minutes, because this promo also exists. What this secondary promo also shows is them at a office(?) guessing visa or may be its a school where the current client works? where magnum/higgy blurts out that they’re marrying and some lady says that they don’t look like a couple. We also see Katsumoto warning Higgy about the consequences of marrying their business partner. (Edit: this did happen and fueled Higgy’s resolve to back out.. nothing wrong there..but as Jin said.. may it be with Magnum or TC, u’re still breaking the law Mrs. I can figure out how pretending with TC is going to get good results? if anything.. it only comes out of nowhere) I’m sensing a connection here again with the title of the episode: A world of trouble:  - The current client, the case was definitely given to them by some one else because they approach the lady coz Higgy says “You’re in trouble, we just want to help you.”, which means she might have refused help at one point. - Literally 2 people in a 2 min worth promo have commented on their wedding, does this not sound like trouble to you?

When magnum is possibly heading out to go to La Mariana, (Edit: DING! DING! DING! This was indeed before the bar scene.. which kinda broke my heart.. but we’ll talk about that in detail later) she tells him that she’s reconsidered her decision that she will be marrying TC instead (which is weird, but for the sake of it, OK). Which also implies that she’s going to have a heart to heart with TC how she had one with Rick before in 2x13. (Edit: Umm.. i would have liked to hear the entire convo here.. but i guess its going to come back a flashback some day?) Magnum than heads to the bar, with Jin where he meets up with his friends and we get this, going by past experiences, this is going to be the last scene where he’s with his friends. Now what leaves me confused is this guy below, the one that magnum rescued and now has a food truck (Rem S1x01, they got him all the way from there now). He’s not listed for 2x18, but the actors caption says 2x18? So is he like the caterer for the wedding? (i thought kamekona was doing that?) or he’s there for entirely other reason?

Now this all leads up to S02x19 :  May The Best One Win Again the title is the synopsis here,

Magnum and Higgins are each hired by a different spouse who are in the middle of a contentious divorce to dig up dirt on the other, and Thomas and Higgins soon find themselves competing over resources. 

But i don’t think them competing again each other is the only thing here, remember this gem from TV guide magazine? - Jay mentions there being an odd jealousy there, and there is something percolating between the duo which magnum doesn’t want to address just yet. I think the competition is not just between Magnum and Higgy, for magnum it is also between him and TC. May be he’ll be still trying to show her that he is the one she should be marrying, even if that’s fake.  - And for the implied element we also have this garage fight, where they’re up against “just one guy, but a very big guy”. This again i don’t think takes forever to solve since, there’s an upcoming wedding everyone has to attend, we’ve all seen the famous pics, but this:

Him again!! And looks like he is in fact catering the event. Now since S02x19 and S02x20 are to be merged into one mega episode, lets slip into: S02x20 :  A Leopard on the Prowl 

Magnum and Higgins help Rick when his father figure, Icepick , just out of prison and battling terminal cancer, gets double crossed on one last score. Also, Magnum makes one last bold move to help Higgins stay in the country.

This is the rick centric episode the viewers were promised, Adding pics of Zac coz he looks great here:

But do you see anything missing here? My sleep deprived brain does. Icepick seems to be have fallen pray to something on the run, nothing pre-planned, the guy has terminal cancer, he’s dying any day now, why would someone spend any time to plan something against him? (He’s probably going to die in this epi..he only had few months.. the article says “reluctantly try to help him” seriously guys why do you have to be reluctant? And below pic is probably of the same related fight scene Jay talked about in the TV guide snippet:

And if the video Jay uploaded is even close to the actual scene, it could be because the guy hit Rick/Higgy and Magnum picked up another fight with him.. or that’s just for insta.. I’ll leave it open. There’s a fight scene with TC as well i suppose. Now what does the title have to do with the episode? Here’s my theory: - Remember Dr. Kim i already mentioned twice above. He’s gotta be here for more than just “catering the wedding”, magnum said he was a code breaker, he was mentioned in one of Robin’s books, he instantly identified the co-ordinates which Nuzzo left for Magnum, (which is duh!  u’re telling me that magnum was a navy SEAL and can read waves but cant piece together actual co-ordinates?!!). Magnum was kidnapped by Ivan’s people coz he needed something from him which was in the books, later Ivan had magnum delivered to himself on a secret mission of retrieving Hayek, who was a weapons dealer but he got away with drones instead.. I think this is all related somehow, there has to be something in this episode that points to this.. I thought may be its in Robin’s books.. but they have never mentioned the same book twice.. I’m still looking for answers though.. But going ahead, see this ,

“ Magnum makes one last bold move to help Higgins stay in the country.” “You see Higgins in a unexpected position, which magnum is very uncomfortable with and where he is not sure about his place”

Soo.. the wedding didn’t happen? So that’s not helping her stay in the country? 

It didn’t bother me much before.. but think about this, what if since the wedding plan backfired, she has to go back to London until her visa is renewed/reapplied for : an unexpected position since she has found something in Hawaii she doesn’t want to loose. Which leaves magnum as the in-charge of Robin’s nest and Zeus and Apollo and part of the deal [I can almost see my HC at the horizon]. An uncomfortable position where he has to manage the estate and the hounds of hell without his “professional better half”. I think there is a beach good-bye scene on this day, may be an actual hug between miggy? Supporting evidence as follows:

Now the last attempt Magnum makes, does he offer her a job? Does he confess? But that wouldn’t automatically land her in an unexpected situation , that would be magnum putting her in that situation while being full aware of his position. I bet lenkov has got pretty good plan for this to play out. Now this doesn’t back up my crack where Higgins leaves, because

This story was posted along with the one where magnum is boating.. so they’re probably from the same episode.. where the last ditch effort has paid off but Magnum and Higgins roles have now been shifted a little and lenkov’s quote makes sense “Nothing really changes”.. has anyone ne noticed that there are no Juliet pics from 2x20 yet? 

I cant wait to see that though.. and for a 100% i know there is a season 3, its a gut feeling i have. Thank you for stopping by.. sorry it was too long  😘

#magnum pi spoilers #magnum pi #my crack #deductions #miggy #lenkov-verse #thomas magnum #uliet higgins #orville wright #theodore calvin #the ohana thread

[infinityskitchen]

Andrew Brenza and Concrete Poetry: "Playing with the Material of Language"

What if a poem is modeled after a rock garden and  each letter is transformed into a stone?

If anyone would explore this idea, it would be Andrew Brenza. Brenza is an experimental poet and librarian, whose work creative work merges language and visual art. His mini-poetry collection, “Rock Gardens,” organizes language into, well, a rock garden. This poetic masterpiece appeared in 8th issue of Infinity’s Kitchen Literary Journal. 

What does “Rock Gardens” look like? The piece consists of five separate poems that each use a single word to create intricate visual patterns (see excerpt images below). The issue describes Brenza’s concrete poetry as a “linguistic Japanese rock gardens: simple in presentation, highly ordered, but open to the air.” 

Image excerpts from the Infinity’s Kitchen vol. 8.

These word-gardens use repetition and organization to evoke something maddening and beautiful. It’s the transformation of word into abstraction and design. The first image above repeats the word “Reset” while the second one uses “Heathiest.” I fell in love with these poems’ airy complexity the second I saw them. 

You might be wondering why “Rock Gardens” matters…well, buckle up, because this post will talk about visual poetry and how it captures the ‘in-a-pickle’ mess of life and the soul. 

Brenza’s Art and Experimentation   I had the chance to email Brenza some questions about his creative life and work. He was generous enough to dig into his motivations and creative process.

‘Experimentation’ can be a shifty word—not because it’s sketchy in nature, (although its definition can be), but because it means different things to different creators. So, thinking back to “Rock Gardens,” I asked Brenza if he still considers his work experimental. 

While he does believe his work is “very experimental,” (his words!), Brenza doesn’t concern himself with this label during his creation process. Or, as Brenza says,

I do not really think about whether my work is experimental or not these days. I just do it.

This might be one of the healthiest approaches to writing and art. Don’t concern yourself with labels and genres, just create. Follow the impulse and see where it leads. 

Not surprising, Brenza recommends young poets (who want to experiment) take a light-hearted approach to new projects. Just play. Let creativity flow through you and see where it leads! Let yourself become part of the process and the experimentation. 

In Brenza’s own words,

I would say, try not to take yourself too seriously. Play around, see what happens, let the piece come into its own. If the work stinks, try again. Rushed judgment can easily shut down the creative process. So take your time, and let the piece breathe.    

I love this piece of advice. It reminds creators that good writing (or good art) takes patience and try-and-error. Its okay to mess up, to revise, to start again.  

Automatic Souls and the “Predicament of the Soul”  Over the years, Brenza’s poetry has become increacingly visual. Recently, Brenza published two books of visual poetry. 

One of these books is Automatic Souls (Timglaset: Publisher of Visual Poetries). This collection merges language and icons to create visual wonder. Brenza told me that he is very proud of this book and that the publisher did an amazing job, doing his visual poetry justice.

Text is inserted within or underneath visuals, captioning and contextualizing robotic scenes (see images below). Using Bauhaus era  typography, Brenza evokes mechanical creatures that capture predicaments, to use his word, of human life. 

Images taken from the publisher’s website

There is something archaic and futuristic, organic and mechanical, in this world. The images pull me in with their glyph like nature.

In the afterword, Brenza said 

The characters in this world did not ask for their predicaments. They did not ask for the nature of their compositions. Yet they respond to those predicaments given the nature of their compositions. This is how it goes in the half-light of a fading free will.

The publisher sees this book as “a chilling reminder of the predicament of the soul,” and I’m inclined to agree. Genes dictate our compositions; circumstances we have no control of surround our birth. The world doesn’t give us much consideration either. How do we respond to our own predicaments? 

Album, in Concrete and How it Draws on Art, Music, and Writing Brenza also recently published Album, In Concrete (Alien Buddha Press). 

This book, as the title suggests, is like an album. It contains Brenza’s visual poetry and asemic writing, which Brenza’s website says “explores visual representations of melody in specific keys/letters.” Ah, the merging of music, art, and poetry! 

Art (usually) strives to express something real or felt. Music also works to reveal or support something—I mean, haven’t you ever listened to a song to feel happier, or maybe even listened to one to feel even sadder? 

Visual poetry and asemic writing function on this premise. Because our world and our emotions are complex, its natural to explore reality in hybrid and cross-genre creations. Album, in Concrete arises from such a wonderful overlap (see image below).

 Image taken from Brenza’s website

Brenza’s Creative Process Now that we’ve seen some of Brenza’s concrete and visual poetry, you may be wondering what his creative process is like. At the very least, I was super curious to learn how Brenza’s unique style came to life. 

Brenza said this about his craft:

much of my process in making these [experimental] works comes from playing with the material of language until I stumble upon something that looks interesting to me.

We see this play with linguistic materials in “Rock Gardens” and Automatic Souls for sure. There is a deconstruction and rebuilding of meaning, words, and symbols.

Brenza’s creative process begins each morning, before he heads off to work. Running on coffee, Brenza spends about an hour writing. He says “all of [his] recent work has come out of this daily ritual.”

Writing rituals are pretty important. They force your mind to take the time to create and may involve you going to a café, using paper and pen, or meditating before you sit to write.  

According to Brenza, experimentation is central to his creative process. It guides his creative play.

Brenza pulls, pushes, massages, and rearranges language “until something interesting happens.” That takes a lot of patience, but Brenza doesn’t stop until he feels “a piece is done, or hopeless, or [he] runs out of time and have to go to work.” Experimentation gives Brenza the freedom to play with language’s building-blocks, to explore, mess up, and find something strange yet compelling.

Time, of course, limits how much anyone can do. Experimentation is not as constraining.  

I asked Brenza what makes his creative process effective. For this visual poet, it boils down to the emotions he experiences as his creation unfolds. I guess an effective creative process is one that makes the artist feel something extraordinary. 

As Brenza says, 

I suppose it is the feelings that are unleashed as a result of the creative process, of the thing that is created.

Obliviously,  Brenza’s creativity demands digital platforms. His craft requires a proficiency in publishing software.

I’m sure many contemporary artists and hybrid writers would agree that mastering digital art and publishing applications is central to producing compelling visual poetry. 

Life as a Motivation  What drives Brenza onward? What compels him to create and stretch language into the visual? Like any artist and writer, he must have some sort of inspiration or motivation. Brenza claims the latter.

Brenza creativity is a lifeline. Expression and creation give him an outlet and the opportunity to get in touch with his selfhood. He wants 

to feel human despite [his] often-stultifying middle-class existence. In short, it is the making of and exposure to art that allows life to be bearable. 

I wanted to add in Brenza’s own words because so many of us feel trapped by our circumstances or limited one way or another. Writing and art alleviate our stagnation.  

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Andrew Brenza’s recent chapbooks include Poems in C (Viktlösheten Press), Bitter Almonds & Mown Grass (Shirt Pocket Press), Waterlight (Simulacrum Press), and Excerpt from Alphabeticon (No Press). He is also the author of three full-length collections of visual poetry, Automatic Souls (Timglaset Editions), Gossamer Lid (Trembling Pillow Press) and Album, in Concrete (Alien Buddha Press). He can found somewhere in North America.

Learn more about Brenza’s work here.

Huge thanks for Brenza for taking the time to discuss his creative life!

[purplebyul]

i wrote something because i was bored. probably full of mistakes since english isn't my first language but enjoy anyway. it's just fluffy elu and happy lucas!

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everything seemed to be perfect. lucas was sitting in the sun on the grass, surrounded by all his friends, chatting and laughing with each other. he was simply watching them. watching emma bickering playfully with alex, manon, imane, daphné and alexia playing a game of rock paper scissors to know who will have to throw away the trash, mika lying in the grass with his head on lisa's lap, both enjoying the sun. yann, basile and arthur were close to him, talking about the recent "song" basile uploaded for daphné - congratulating him on some of the lyrics, calling him out on the ones that were less poetic. lucas was happy, being with all of his friends. he tried not to think about eliott, probably in his room, alone.

he took his phone out of his pocket, wanting to take a picture to share with eliott. he snapped it and send it with the caption "wish you were here" before pocketing his phone again. he could understand eliott needed time to be better, to feel good and be able to enjoy going out, but he missed him anyway.

a couple of minutes later, eliott replied with a heart and lucas smiled at his phone. if he was good enough to answer lucas' text, then everything was good.

he turned toward the boys, trying to listen to their conversation for once and get out of his own bubble.

"no but basile, the idea was good but seriously, you need to tell us before you do something like that." said yann, a little bit exasperated.

"yes! we could have helped, you know?" arthur joined in.

"what was so problematic with what i wrote guys?"

"basile, it wasn't problematic just...."

"desperate." lucas chimes in. his friends turned to him, smiling.

"exactly! just a little bit desperate. what with your 1+1 equals 2 because i am 1 and you are 1..."

"was it too much? did it make me look like a loser?"

yann, arthur and lucas looked at each other, trying not to smile and laugh. they didn't know what to say without hurting basile so yann settled on a couple of shrugs before arthur jumped in.

"you know what bro? why don't you send her a text and ask here what she thought about it?"

lucas leaned toward yann, who was distracted by something else. "does she even follow basile on instagram?"

"eum...i don't know bro." he looked at lucas with a smile. "maybe."

lucas had just enough time to frown before all went black, someone's hands on his eyes. he missed a heartbeat, his hands coming up to the ones covering his sight.

"guess who?"

a smile stretched his lips so wide, he heard yann mutter something along the line of "lovebirds are back guys" before arthur and basile snickered.

"i wonder. i'd say an awesome guy. stunning, even."

the hands lifted from his eyes while eliott laugh, and lucas wasted no time before turning around, watching his boyfriend with crinkled eyes, the sun shining on his face. lucas smiled, getting closer to the taller one who was now sitting in the grass too, before leaning his forehead against eliott's. "what are you doing here?"

"just wanted to surprise you. i felt good enough to go out and i asked yann what you were all doing so when he said you were just sitting in the park talking, i thought ok. i'll try."

lucas looked at his best friend, who just gave him a thumb up before going back to talking with the others, and lucas never felt so good about having him as a part of his life. looking back at eliott, he took his lover's face between his hands, pressing a quick kiss to his lips. "thank you."

#skam france #skamfr #elu #skam fr #elu fic #skamfr fic #i was bored #my take on what happens tonight

[borisbubbles]

Eurovision 2010s: 195 - 191

195. Ilinca ft. Alex Florea - “Yodel it” Romania 2017

[2017 Review here]

Is this a shock boot? Well, “Yodel it” kind of slaps but it’s not without its problems, sadly enough. It’s one of those over-the-top, ridiculous genre fusion entries that sap your fucking soul if overexposed to their overpowering loudness. Fortunately, I didn’t listen to “Yodel it” for over a year, so I’m fully able to embrace it shittasticness. “Yodel it” is a geiser of mirth in a fruity folk/schlager package. It has a silly, but relatable message about burn-outs buried underneath mounds of yodeling and a language that vaguely approximates coalminer’s English <3 It’s not a song that I would listen to on repeat (which is something I greatly care about), but it slaps. However, the best part of this entry has to be dynamic between Alex and Ilinca. You know how the greatest ESC duo’s of our time, such as ZalaGasper and The Common Linnets had amazing onstage chemistry. Illinca and Alex, otoh-

- actually have so little chemistry it circles back into hilariousness .There’s a strong sexual undercurrent here, where it’s clear that Alex is desperately trying to get into Ilinca’s lederhose panties and she is 100% not interesting in doing anything non-platonic with this insectoid creep. This nomance’s glorious conclusion came during Selectia Nationala 2018, the Ilinca-fronted jury mercilessly shived Alex’s song in the heats. True love really runs deep, y’all~

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194. Victor Crone - “Storm” Estonia 2019

MORPH! I’ve actually somewhat warmed to Victor and I don’t feel the least bit sorry!🤭 Naturally, the song is still counterfeit Aviicii material that should be pulverized underneath a hydraulic press. 

However, somewhere between the semifinal and grand final I realized that Victor, the arguably the Whitest Dude in the history of White Dudes (you know the type: handsome dopey face, no discernible personality, offensively inoffensive, leather jacket, guitar, the Lisa Rinna hair, handkerchief hanging from the belt), was middle-aged spinster catnip, resulting in a sudden, hilariously bloated televote score for a song that was ignored on both Youtube and Spotify <3

And I’m, sorry but that’s just hysterical to me. The idea that, out of the myriad of hot guys in this year, the catladies fainted in droves for Victor is beyond hilarious. It’s fucking hysterical. Older women and nobody fucking else.🤣  Did I mention his surname is the poetically appropriate “Crone”? MILK THAT CAREER OF SINGING AT RETIREMENT HOMES, MY SWEET WHITEBREAD PRINCE! MILK IT TO THE LAST NOTE!!!

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193. Moje 3 - “Ljubav je svuda” Serbia 2013

Speaking of catnip, “Ljubav je svuda”’s trinity of campy drama, female-fronted trash and ethnobop is a trap for the unassuming Eurovision-obsessed homosexual. Naturally, upon selection many, myself included, instantly started the pyramid-building and human sacrifices at the altar of Moje 3 and their hilariously literal interpretation of shoulder angels. 🤭 Sadly, for some fucking reason, Serbia decided to dress them like Indonesian fertility demons and it all fell apart as a mildly amusing, but utterly NOT-wigsnatching hot mess. 🙄 Is it unfair to blame NevenaBore for the floppage? Well, considering that Mirna single-handedly carried the song and Sara is a facial expressions goddess...

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192. Anmary - “Beautiful Song” Latvia 2012

Welp I guess I lied when I said I wasn’t cutting Anmary soon, lmfao. 😂 Anmary’s placement on the list appeared a lot further away in the spreadsheet, don’t @ me!!! 

Like Moje 3, Anmary was a force of hilarity upon her selection. NF Beautiful Song is.. a thing of beauty. It’s unfiltered Baltic INSANITY at its peak. Sharing this wonderful caption with you because it’s too iconic to hold back:

Beyond the general cheesy schlager we find on display: crazy eyes, unfathomable hubris, a dress change from an ugly dress into an even uglier dress, terrible ‘English’ (omg the Mick Jagger line, kills me every time. “JAGGERMICK”😂 holy fuck i am deceased. Refering to him as if he’s like.. the antagonist of a Lewis Caroll novel <3) it has the full fusedmarc package!!!

Un-very-fucking-fortunately, Latvia decided to lather Beautiful Song up with the Dettol brush and the end result was... still pretty funny, lol? It served some ~Real Housewives of Daugavpils ~ realness, with its cocktail party-chic aerobics as Anmary’s disaster notes echoed through the void of the Crystal Arena.

However, it was significantly less funny than the original, which is killing for an entry whose entire appeal rests on its hopeless, cheesy incompetence. At least she got a call from the Jaggermick out of it~ ________________________________________________________________

191. SuRie - “Storm” United Kingdom 2018

[2018 Review Here]

Storms don’t last forever, remember~

You’d be inclined to believe that SuRie ranks this high ONLY because of spillover sympathy due to the stage invader and well... that certainly DID factor in my final ranking. Not everyone is able to recover from *that* blatant display of FUCKING ASSHOLERY as unscathed as ms Susanna Marie Cork did. What a inspiring display of professionalism. 

However, by that time I had already warmed to “Storm” itself, whoops! You see, as generic as “Storm” is (are “Storms” the new “Shines”?), SuRie is one of those performers that just has tonnes of natural charisma and manages to brighten any shitty song by her mere presence. 🤗 That she turned that stage invasion into a moment of self-empowerment is only the cherry on top of the sundae. BRING HER BACK BBC!!! She may not be the artist the UK deserve, but it’s artists like her that they need. 

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#Eurovision #Eurovision Song Contest #United Kingdom #Latvia #Serbia #Estonia #Romania #Ilinca #Alex Florea #Yodel It! #Victor Crone #Storm #Moje 3 #Ljubav je svuda #Anmary #Beautiful song #SuRie

[peachychibi]

petty in pink | #01 | Johnny

petty in pink

Drabble #1 

Genre: breakup-makeup!au (or is it) | comedy, flangst 

Member: Johnny / Reader

Word Count: 1,100+

Warnings: massive jerk moves (not from johnny), nct as adult with jobs™

She couldn’t believe this. Really, honestly, in all seriousness; what the fuck.

The girl never would’ve thought that this turn of event could happen. Sure she was the one who sank the ship, said she needed to be set free as the thing they had going was suffocating her (a complete exaggeration on her part). The point was she was the one who got over the relationship first, sure. But never once it crossed her mind that he would be the one to board onto a new relationship first! Imagine waking up to multiple texts from your best friends, all saying the same thing, one of them even sent the picture of the new lovey-dovey couple in town. They had gone ‘instagram official’ apparently, showing the moderate seriousness of the relationship by millennials’ standard.

Adding a more theatrical flair to the whole situation, her friend even dared to call her as early as 7am, screaming ‘YOUR EX HAS A NEW GIRLFRIEND’ in maximum volume, almost sacrificing her eardrum to deafness in the process.

This put her in a severe bad mood for sure.

***

‘I don’t care, for God’s sake–how many times do I have to say that so you can believe me?’

‘Really? Are you trying to convince us or yourself?’

The girl in question grunted in response. With all due respects, she loves her pals, she really does. It’s just that sometimes they could be such little shits with their false accusation.

She looked up to two pair of eyes, one was looking concerned while the other looked so tired of her bullshit. They all met up after office hour in their usual hang out place, an emergency meeting as one of her friend had put it, cos their youngest was “heartbroken”. Bold of them to assume that! she humphed mentally.

In actuality, she really felt fine? With the current situation?...

Fine, admittedly she was a lot salty since her ex had the audacity to replace her first?! Whatever happened to those cries for two long weeks after their breakup, pleading her to come back and he’d be better and he could never ever feel this way for any other girl in the world. ‘The world may have over seven billion people but there is only one YOU, how can you leave me like this?’ that had been one out of the hundreds corny lines of his. Ha, guess those were fucking lies. It has only been 3 months after the split yet he got himself a new girl in lightning speed.

Her friends kept on probing to get some kind of an admission from her, she knew it. Admitting what? She also had no idea. She was not jealous, not at all. She’s just plenty petty.

‘To be honest tho, the girl seems’, a short pause, ‘too fluffy? You’ve seen her post, right?’

‘True. It’s like she’s already in love with him. Writing such poetic caption, mentioning the stars, the suns and the likes of those were pointing him to her, yadda-yadda.’ her other friend adding fuel to the fire.

She rolled her eyes and scoffed ‘What a match made in heaven, then. Yawn, I’m bored. Tell me another story.’

Laughter ensued on the table as the night rolled on and more petty shades were in order.

***

Looking back to their days together, the end was inevitable. It was crystal clear that they would not last. Keeping up with the relationship for almost two years was just another inevitability in the equation, she justified.

It was a shame that they ended up on bad terms, but then again it was not like she wanted to stay in touch with him either so whatever. To provide a better understanding, the decision was not made impulsively. It has been on the back of her mind for the last three months, she just needed a trigger to put her thought to action.

Her friends said that the trigger was trivial and she did not deny that. The night when she one-sidedly ended their relationship was a bit blurry. She remembered it was Friday, she was wearing her favorite pink coat. As soon as she got to the lobby of her office, Johnny arrived just in time to pick her up with his black SUV. He was playing his self-curated ‘after office drives’ playlist on the stereo, when the rain started pouring he swiftly changed the music to his favorite ‘rainy mood’ playlist. He said it was his favorite since he spent a lot of time perfecting the song choice, the song orders (putting the playlist on shuffle mode was a huge crime for him), not to mention he took the lyrics into accounts as well. To set the mood for rainy days, the songs cannot be too happy-go-lucky, he once said to her. She thought this was a bit of an irony since Johnny was one of the most positive guy she’s ever met. He also would never play his precious ‘rainy mood’ playlist unless the sky was actually raining, he would not even put it on if it was only pouring some light drizzle. At that exact moment, she knew they were over.

At first, this seemed so cute to her. But after two years, it got boring just how predictable he was. It was coming back to her all at once that night, every single habits of his which used to be endearing have now turned boring. The novelties have worn off, what was exciting has gone way too bland for her liking.

When it rained, he played the ‘rainy mood’ playlist. If it was sunny, he would play ‘Here Comes the Sun’ by The Beatles. Every third Saturday of the month he would always take her out to eat at a restaurant near their former high school so that they would never forget the place where they first met (his words). If it was full moon, he’d call her and ask her to watch the moon together.. Okay, granted she never supported this and she literally ridiculed him on the spot the first time he asked this. Yet he still never missed the chance to call and let her know that yes the moon was full that night. God, not only was he a plain vanilla boyfriend, he was super cheesy, too.  

Well, the trigger was superficial nonetheless it still did its work. At a glance, there was nothing out of the norms happening in the car. Johnny was singing along to the song on his playlist, she would sometimes join him. They still conversed about their days at works, too. Him complaining about how the coffee maker in his floor has not been repaired for two weeks. Her complaining about another stupid antics her coworker did that day. All seemed good. Perhaps, this was why he never stopped terrorizing her for explanations post-breakup.

Right after his car parked in front of her house, she dropped the bomb. Doing it as casual as possible, hoping she could pull that aura of nonchalance off.

‘Thanks for the ride, Johnny. By the way, let’s break up.’

notes: i’m sorry?? the story will get better soon, i hope. will update soon!

#johnny #johnny suh #johnny seo #nct #nct127 #nct 127 #Johnny Fanfic #johnny scenarios #johnny imagines #johnny fluff #nct fanfic #nct fluff #nct scenarios #nct imagines #nct fanfiction #johnny fanfiction #johnny nct #nct johnny

[un-tide]

Rupi Kaur Taught Me DIY

(TW for mentions of sexual assault.)

Last year, I wrote a short essay on why I hate Rupi Kaur. Not just why I hate her work, but why I hate her as a writer. Maybe even as a person. I had never (and still haven’t) met this woman, which should have been my first clue that there was something underlying these emotions that probably wasn’t fair to her. But I was comfortable in my hate, even more so when I could articulate everything that was wrong with her in a way that was logical and academic and had nothing to do with me—so much so that I was unable to see that my disdain for this woman did, in fact, have almost everything to do with me.

Growing up as a young girl whose first love was books, I found myself torn between worlds. On my top shelf, I kept some of my favorite series—Percy Jackson, Pendragon, Artemis Fowl. These were books my parents approved of, holding imaginative, fantastical worlds and morals of bravery and friendship. Under my bed were my other favorites—the ones my parents didn’t approve of—The Clique and The Princess Diaries. These kinds of stories were adventurous in a way that was relatable to me, with the struggles of teenage friendship and the perils of mean girls, but they did skip over many of the lessons I got from my more “gender-neutral” books, and they did not have fantastical or imaginative worlds unless they came with a borderline-abusive romance.

Early on, I learned another kind of lesson: as a woman, I will constantly have to choose between books that tell stories that are inspiring and creative, and books that tell stories about people like me.  

When I first heard about a young, South Asian, feminist, second-generation immigrant woman who wrote openly about her identity and her story, it was if my childhood prayers had been answered. It seemed too good to be true—I am also a young, South Asian, feminist, second-generation immigrant woman. If I was ever going to find a poet I could relate to, Rupi Kaur was it. Finally, there was poetry being written by people like me for people like me, and I didn’t have to choose between quality and relatability anymore. Imagine, then, how it felt to open up one of her most famous books and read this: “how is it so easy for you/ to be kind to people he asked / milk and honey dripped from my lips as i answered / cause people have not /been kind to me.”

I was dumbfounded. Surely I had picked up the wrong book. This was a book of 2014’s 25 saddest tweets, and the #1 New York Times bestseller Milk and Honey was somewhere else. Where was the symbolism? The wordplay? The rhyme or meter? Even the line breaks had no apparent significance. And above those basic elements of poetry—where was the deeper meaning? It’s a sad conversation, but one that, rather than sitting in a book of supposed poetry, would fit better on a teenager’s Tumblr post, or somewhere else you could read it very quickly, frown a little, and move on. And I did just that.

I returned the book to the stack of fifty just like it, and from Rupi Kaur's Milk and Honey I re-learned that same lesson I learned as a child: good books do not tell your story. Move on.

I won’t pretend that my knowledge of poetry comes from more a few college classes, but if there’s one thing I learned, it’s that understanding a poem takes time. Poems hold secrets—alternate meanings and obscure allusions—that you can only discover when you read them again and again. Their meanings can be argued and refuted using symbols and allusions to books written one-hundred years earlier and a comma placed here instead of there. Sure, over-embellished poetry sometimes does hide more than it reveals, especially to the young or less educated reader, but Rupi Kaur’s work strips an idea of all layers beneath its surface.

Some call Kaur’s style accessible, but I call bullshit. Accessibility is about delivering complex concepts while breaking the barriers that typically surround them, whether those barriers be based on education, class, gender, sexuality, or race. Tossing a sad thought you had in the shower to a young audience does not break barriers to feminist or survivor literature of any kind.

On a personal level, I do hold some empathy for Kaur. Her poems attempt to address difficult topics like heartbreak and abuse, and I imagine she has been through some trauma that many women are familiar with, myself included. The meaning of the poem I read in the bookstore was not lost on me: sometimes people are kind because they are already acquainted with cruelty. But simply stating something true or shocking does not make it well-crafted, and it certainly does not make it poetry. Much of Kaur’s success comes from stating the obvious in the most plain way possible, taking a complicated idea and hollowing it out into a pretty painted shell.

To put it simply, Kaur’s work is shallow. It seems to lack effort as much as it does depth, and despite her education, it displays little mastery of imagery or symbolism or poetic style. It is less poetry than it is bite-size food-for-thought possibly conceived in a trendy hipster cafe and posted on Instagram as the caption for an aesthetically pleasing but disappointingly grimace-inducing over-sweet cup of milk and honey. Kaur touches the surface of ideas before shying away like a cat from water, and in doing so fails to teach her audience of young women and girls—many of whom might have fallen in love with poetry had they not been alienated by mainstream misogynistic and white-centric classics—how to analyze and write complex ideas that are pivotal to their recovery, their self-esteem, and their survival.

If my school had taught more female-friendly literature when I was in high school, I wouldn’t have begun to hate reading. The books we read that actually included women were traumatic at worst and voyeuristic at best, and my teachers seemed oblivious, perhaps simply starstruck by the stubbornly unwavering fame and brilliance of the classics. Nevermind that 1984 featured a protagonist with a burning desire to rape the book’s only notable female character. Nevermind that the sexual liberalism in Brave New World had my elderly, white, male substitute teaching us that the World State was—despite its female citizens’ complete lack of reproductive autonomy and a suspicious absence of female Alphas—a feminist society. Nevermind that The Handmaid’s Tale, despite actually being a feminist novel, depicts a misogynistic hellscape a little too realistic for comfort. 

The older I grew, the more it seemed that very few of the classics were written with women in mind, and almost none of them seemed to be written for women’s benefit, education, or—god forbid—enjoyment.

Disappointed by the classics, I returned to popular fiction as a teenager, desperate for a story with a protagonist I could relate to, or at the very least did not want to strangle every time they opened their mouth. At my local flea market, which I frequented every first Saturday of the month, I had come across a well-stocked used-book stall. While making my way through The Princess Diaries series dollar by dollar, I stumbled upon a book that I can only imagine was placed in flea market stall that day by the Devil himself just so he could have a laugh: The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo. I won’t give away any spoilers, but I’ll give you one guess what happens halfway through. I am not ashamed to say I stopped reading anything other than The Princess Diaries for some time.

I wish I could say my high school experience was unique. There is a profound need for contemporary literature and poetry that not only does not alienate women, but caters to us specifically. We deserve to read books that do not hurt us more than we already are hurting, that address our trauma but don’t weaponize it against us. We deserve to witness other women powerfully and passionately explore and understand our shared experiences and shared pain. We deserve to learn how to explore these ideas for ourselves. The feminist subjects of Rupi Kaur’s poetry deserve nuance, because the more precisely we are able to articulate our experiences and ideas and traumas, the more understood they—and we—become. Much like I was as a young child, the girls devouring Rupi Kaur’s work are still scrambling for crumbs. She had the opportunity to feed a generation of girls starved for poetry free of white men’s hunger, and she didn’t.

Kaur, at first, seemed to me to be nothing new in a world of successful yet seemingly talentless women who continuously fail and profit off of the next generation of starving girls (the Kardashian-Jenner clan comes to mind). But only on my own journey to becoming a writer did I come to understand that Rupi Kaur might be different, that she might actually be trying very hard--that she might be hiding something. As a reader, I never understood that a fact that I am painfully aware of now: writing makes you vulnerable. The more I wrote, the more I began to realize that what I perceived as lack of depth was, perhaps, a terribly relatable inability to be open.

It’s what I hate the most about writing—displaying yourself to the world when your childhood scrapes are still scabbing over and everyone is certain to see under your skin. I’ve never been good at being vulnerable, which makes me a reluctant writer on a good day and a liar on the rest. People do weird things when they’re afraid, like write mediocre poetry or channel all their anger at the world towards someone they’ve never met. I could not do, or at least have not yet done, what I ask of Rupi Kaur. What would I tell her, I imagine, if I ever met her? I could deflect: “Hey Rupi, your poetry about your suffering needs some work.” Or I could be honest: “Please, Rupi, tell my story for me.”

Because isn’t that what I always wanted: a story just like mine, read to me like a mother would read to her child at bedtime, a story about people like me that teaches me I’m not alone. I had waited for representation so long that when it finally arrived, it felt like a betrayal when it fell so far short. I don’t hate Rupi Kaur because her work is bad—I hate her because her work is bad and there are almost no other options. I hate her because she is my generation’s standard for how to write stories like hers and mine, and it does not do them justice. I hate her because I wanted her to do what I didn’t yet have the courage to do myself.

Maybe I’m projecting; maybe Rupi Kaur is exactly as shallow as her poetry suggests and no amount of openness will make it better. It doesn’t change that I expected someone else to be the writer of my story simply because we have a lot in common. I wasn’t fair to Rupi Kaur when I wrote my 300-word-long-rant about theintolerable injusticeshe was inflicting on young women and girls—which I posted, and I’m aware of the irony, on Tumblr and Instagram. I placed the burden of my vulnerability on her shoulders.

I stand by my criticisms of Rupi Kaur, but I also owe her some gratitude, because she taught me another lesson: I can’t rely on other people to tell my story, or stories about people like me. I can’t rely on other people to fill a void in literature or poetry or to fix any other problem I insist needs solving.

If you want something done right, or even done at all, sometimes you just have to do it yourself, even if—especially if—that means opening up about experiences you’d rather keep hidden. If Rupi Kaur is any indication, the bar for young women’s contemporary poetry and literature is evidently on the floor, which, on the bright side, means that any woman who has the courage to openly, honestly, and vulnerably tell her own story—even if she gets ripped to shreds by mean girls like me—will still be doing all of us a favor.

#disclaimer i wrote half of a draft on the train to school and then the final draft the night before it was due #so its not exactly mm.. polished #mine #words #mine words...

[whereyoursoulresides]

DiC Dub vs Sub Episode 19/23 - “Molly’s Folly” / “Wish Upon a Shooting Star! Naru’s Pure Love”

Oh boy I’m really enjoying rewatching both sets of episodes again. Honestly at this point I’m doing these almost for archival sake - if I don’t, I fear one day I might forget and there’s just so much of a difference between the two that I feel like I must document it! And now, without further ado:

I mostly do this for KZ so let’s just skip straight to as close to them as we can get. Beryl(s) are mad, perfect.

Both Zoycite/Zoisite show up laughing and giggling. As usual, Zoycite’s malevolence has been amped up a notch, while Zoisite is still very soft-spoken and coy.

I actually really like how poetic Zoisite is in this frame? How lovely <3.

Y’know, while it’s obvious Zoycite is being clearly sarcastic here, because it’s so clear she’s a meanie, Zoisite says this with the same kind of gentle quietness that he uses in the episode with Nephrite’s death. It’s a nice consistent contrast in his character- that his mannerisms are soft and polite and quite unassuming, but then he’ll say such dark things so casually and gracefully. As Yumeni Yumeno says, “beautiful but frightening”.

But cutting ahead to the next bit with Zoy/i:

I’m not going to lie, if there is only one thing I quite like about the Dub, it’s how the voice actors really just embraced their characters and 110% all in. Neflyte and Zoycite especially have a great range in the emotion and relish in their voices (although then it does edge into hammy territory), but unfortunately I can’t express it in the captions accurately. But like, seriously, omg, Zoycite is such a bitch right now! “Oh, just to offer you a bit of good advice.”

Conversely, this scene in the Sub goes down surprisingly quietly. Zoisite speaks pretty much with the same note he used in the episode with the twins, almost conversationally mild in comparison to Zoycite. Also, he does say “My” in English, which I find quite cute. It’s almost like a bored-gossip voice.

!!! What IS HAPPENING? All this sudden reference to their relationship that DiC squished in there! “My good friend” WHAT. 

Again, while Zoycite is basically both heckling and threatening Neflyte, Zoisite is actually just being informative. Like in previous episodes, it’s implied that Zoycite sort of acts like a bit of a teacher’s pet, ready to out Neflyte to Beryl at a moment’s notice. However, the dynamic with Zoisite and Nephrite is slightly different - despite knowing where Nephrite is, Zoisite never outs him, or even threatens to out him explicitly to Beryl, nor does Nephrite even worry that’s a possibility. In fact, Nephrite thinks of a completely different suspicion:

WHOA SO MUCH GOLD in these two panels!!

FIRST - Neflyte, referring to Zoycite quite bitterly as not being a good friend - he seems quite fucking pissed about this reference. And in this episode, it’s the second (out of three) that imply some kind of history between the two of them, that they’ve known each other longer and have had a relationship of sorts before we see them on screen. This, most definitely, is to set up Zoycite as a foil for Neflyte’s redemption...just as the previous episodes have been consistently building. DiC is using these moments to underline the possibility that if Neflyte can be good, then Zoycite must’ve once possibly been good, and turned quite bad. Can’t have all your villains have redeeming qualities, apparently, because kids might not get the message then!

SECOND - WHOA NEPHRITE WHAT’S WITH THE DRIVE-BY?! ALSO, HOW well-known is Kunzite and Zoisite’s relationship that this can just CROP UP SO CASUALLY in conversation?? Or was that meant to be a hit of some sort, like hmph, you’re Kunzite’s lapdog again? OR...does Nephrite know that the real concern isn’t Beryl coming down with his own undoing, that it might be Kunzite orchestrating it? OR OR - weirdly - is Kunzite checking up on him as an echo of how the Shitennou once worked? ‘Cause I mean, not going to lie, Kunzite asking someone to check up on Nephrite to make sure he doesn’t fuck himself up seems like a job he was probably doing back in the Golden Kingdom.

Continuing, the DiC dub is really playing with this suggestion that they once had a friendship that turned sour. Could be DiC’s explaination as to why Neflyte puts up so much with Zoycite, or seems to have more patience with her than Nephrite does with Zoisite. 

Also, GOOD FOR YOU ZOISITE, way to completely keep your composure and totally bypass Nephrite’s zinger! Look at that sweet poker face, I’m so proud!

!!! Once again, DiC really building this idea that Zoycite is pretty much Beryl’s - well, basically what Nephrite had been jabbing at Zoisite. If Zoisite is doing all the legwork for Kunzite and earning Nephrite’s contempt, then Zoycite is definitely doing it (or priding herself upon doing it) for Beryl. An emissary, good grief!

Interestingly, Zoisite again sounds pretty informative. He’s not necessarily threatening to go back to Beryl at all. It’s almost as if he checked into make sure Nephrite was drowning, and then gave him a dignified, quiet way out so he’d possibly make less trouble for Plan KZ if he wasn’t.

Ok, while Zoycite sounds hella pissed, Zoisite sounds genuinely upset. Like he’s utterly flabbergasted that Nephrite would do something like this (why???!), which continues to solidify my theory that Zoisite hadn’t always necessarily intended him total destruction - just enough failure so that he and Kunzite could do their thing. But Nephrite playing the game back and playing it more meanly - whoa, the rules have broken and Zoisite’s mad! He’s like the little brother who poked and bothered and heckled as part the play, except Nephrite punched him back instead.

(So Zoisite actually says “kuyashii”, which can also mean awful, terrible, mortifying, etc. He’s legit shocked and utter galled that Nephrite would stoop this low.)

As for Zoycite - DiC I think was really pushing this idea that she knew she could get away with pushing Neflyte so far, and when he finally pushed back (notice, again, that Neflyte pushing back is still roughly within the rules of fair play in the DiC version, while in the Sub Nephrite basically fucks up his own assignment and decides to take over Zoisite’s), she hates the taste of her own medicine. And she’s going to make him pay for that.

God I’ve always loved this line in the DiC dub. Who was Zoycite before??? What kind of relationship did these two have?? Clearly Neflyte didn’t think she was that terrible to begin with, so what was Nice!(?)Zoycite even like? Were they in the Negaforce military academy together? GUH, so many questions, I wish there were more randon in-universe personal references like this with all the characters, sub or dub!

And look! Nephrite’s not even upset at Zoisite, he’s annoyed with himself that he even wasted his energy getting mad at someone as inconsequential as Zoisite. He completely underestimates Zoisite, and that’s where his whole egotism-is-his-demise comes in. Didn’t Naoko’s notes say that his arrogance would be what would do him in? I think the anime took that very literally. 

Skipping over to the garden scene now:

Again, subtle difference, but Zoycite’s complaints are always explictly about how much she hates Neflyte personally. Zoisite’s just upset - again, ambiguously, it could be about anything. Nephrite himself, Nephrite not playing the game fairly, Nephrite taking his job and putting his life at risk, how the plan has gone awry, some of his anxiety seeping in from the fact that the plan has gone awry, etc. I guess my point is, I’m usually hesitant to characterize Zoisite as explicitly hating Nephrite, because I do genuinely think that’s more of a DiC hangover. 

A little tangent, but I do love how both Malachite and Kunzite have a little chuckle at first before they comfort their significant others. <3.

Y’know, I do wonder with Kunzite’s response if it is actually Zoisite worrying that Nephrite is deviating off their plan, rather than Nephrite personally. “Kunzite-sama, we didn’t think he was going to try to take my job!! What are we going to do!?” “Hush now, yes, it’s a bit of a surprise, but we’ll make it work.” That’s basically the conversation that’s happened twice now.

Again, subtle difference, but in the DiC dub, this whole conversation Malachite has with Zoycite basically shows he comforts her by having total confidence in her. He’s so very clearly on her side and supportive of her 110%. It definitely makes their dynamic much different than that of Kunzite and Zoisite, which we will see in later episodes. Even though Malachite is her mentor (her teacher, explicitly, by his own words), his commitment and love for her (combined with her much more assertive personality) basically evens their power dynamic out. Not quite the case in Kunzite’s and Zoisite’s relationship, though Zoisite definitely isn’t shy about his affections.

Y’know, overall Zoycite is such a harder character than Zoisite is, so I generally find it a bit odd when she does adulate Malachite. Like, she doesn’t need his approval or respect by far, and certainly Malachite doesn’t strike me as needing his ego stroked when he spends most of his screentime advising her. His suggestion also wasn’t particularly eye-opening (I mean, Kunzite’s might if you consider the context that maybe things are going Out of Plan and that worried Zoisite, so having Kunzite reassure him that they can capitalize on any deviances from said plan becomes basically brilliant). So generally I chalk it up to Zoycite just relishing in the confidence that he’s always got her back.

Hm, I’m reading too much into this but I am curious why following Nephrite has now been delegated to a youma (especially when it was implied he ordered Zoisite to personally check up on Nephrite to begin with). I think Kunzite’s readying them for some couple snuggle time.

GoDs I love how this ending implies so much for both the Sub and the Dub. Okay first, Yasha is Zoisite’s youma and basically follows him everywhere?? Even in private moments in the garden?? Again, do he and Kunzite share those youmas? Do they know them so personally that Zoisite is just like “yep you heard the man” and all of his subordinates are aware Kunzite has as much jurisdiction over them as Zoisite does because they’re together? And again Zoisite is so much more softly-spoken than Zoycite, and his youma’s answer reflects that respect.

Whereas in the DiC version, you can tell they’re really squeezing in every moment to make Zoycite as hard to like and power-hungry as possible. “Obey Lord Malachite!” Zoycite’s basically gunning for queenship of her own and is already practicing - and even her youma kind of resents her a little for it!

Anyways that’s my summization of today’s episode. TLDR; Zoycite and Zoisite have very different management styles and work strategies - one hard power, and the other soft. One’s clearly and quite well on her way to becoming a shark in the DK corporate atmosphere, and while the other takes it carefully and precisely and is going to surprise us with just how deadly he can be. We’re not even in Zoy/i’s character arc completely and already we can see the two diverging into two very different stories with very different character growth milestones ahead. More to come soon!

#DiC Dub Analysis #dub vs. sub #DiC dub #character analysis #zoycite #zoisite #kunzite #malachite #kunzoi #90s dub sailor moon #Classic BSSM #headcanons and theories

[petemaldonado]

5

“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

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Peter was sprawled out against Sam’s bed, digging into a bag of chips mindlessly as he scrolled through his instagram. His actions stopped suddenly when he came across a new post from Ashley Hanson. Peter’s eyes widened as he drew the phone nearer, taking in the picture and caption.

It was a candid photo taken of him, his brown shaggy hair looking dishevelled but in a sexy kind of way. His eyes piercing through the screen as if he was staring right into Peter’s soul.

“You're not seeing me. You’re seeing you in me.”

So poetic, so raw. Peter could bet that Oscar Wilde was shaking in his grave at that very moment from pure envy. He let out a dramatic sigh, shoving his phone into the direction of Sam, who was leaning against the bed’s headboard beside him. “Sam, look at him. Look at him.”

Sam’s brows knotted, presumably at the caption. He then rolled his eyes, giving the phone back to Peter. “Seriously? That’s the most fake-deep shit I’ve ever read. And he doesn’t even look that good in that picture. Six out of ten at best.”

Peter looked offended on Ashley’s behalf, mouth falling slightly open.

“It’s poetry, Sam. You think you’d appreciate it since you’re so into theatre. And are you kidding? He’s so, so gorgeous. Man.” He turned back to his phone, realising he forgot to double tap the picture.

“That’s one lame excuse for poetry. And he’s really bland dude.” Sam shrugged, having to refrain himself from scoffing at Peter’s enthusiastic tapping.

“Really? What’s your type then?” Peter asked, locking his phone and looking up to Sam again.

“I- uh.” Sam swallowed, knowing he couldn’t answer that question honestly. Pressuring himself to answer quickly, he diverted the topic, naturally, by insulting Ashley Hanson again.

“I just don’t get why you like him that much. I guess he’s like, attractive, at least conventionally, but you guys don’t have that much in common, Pete. He’s also like, a total douchebag. I’m pretty sure I heard that he broke up with a guy cause he wouldn’t send him nudes. So there’s that, and also-”

“Wait a minute. Are you jealous Sam?” Peter asked, quirking an eyebrow up at Sam.

“I- shut up.” Sam blurted, trying his hardest to fight back the blush he felt on his cheeks. “Just worried that my friend has such shitty taste in guys.”

“The shittiest.” Peter grinned up at Sam. Peter wasn’t talking about Ashley at that moment.

- 

Peter eventually got Sam to admit he was jealous of Ashley, six months into dating him. Peter never liked one of his instagram posts after that. Once the attraction faded, he came to realise Ashley did kinda suck.

Besides, he had the best boyfriend to fawn over now.

#eldonado #this is super simple but i was rlly bored and just wanted to do something skskskd #lewissimon #uwu

[renegade-is-in-my-blood]

It’s been a tought week for Starks. I’m sure we can all agree on that. We stand 2 Hero Starks. Two true legends from both Marvel and Game of Thrones universe.

Tony Stark and Arya Stark.

Just a couple of hours since I watched Avengers:Endgame and wrote my many thoughts about that in my Avengers: Endgame point by point article, I found myself setting my alarm clock to early morning time (thank you time zones) and watching very anticipated battle of Winterfell.

Again just like 2 times before already as in my Lets reflect on Game of thrones s08e01 and Lets reflect on Game of thrones s08e02, I have many thoughts about this one episode as well.

Clearly many spoilers ahead.

No leaked episode this week. I’m 99% sure it’s because everyone was so occupied with endgame and couldn’t handle any more emotional trauma. We all tried to save some time I guess.

I don’t know if it’s because I was expecting some true horrors but I was left kind disappointed. Sadly I was expected to bawl my eyes out and sure I did some embarrassing screaming but that’s pretty much it. I feel like all of the deaths from episode 3 were very well expected.

It was still great episode…

BUT. In my opinion it was over too quickly. We’ve been introduced to Nigh kings army in first episode of Game of thrones. Eight seasons ago. Eight years ago. Everything has been leading up to this major fight between the living and the death. And it’s been done in 82 minutes? Ehm.

I hoped we could see the fight for at least 2 episodes.

Well to be precise I hoped we could SEE at least something.

I get that it’s the Long nigh and the darkness adds to suspense and to drama of the death. But JFK I had no idea what was going on most of the time. My site is pretty bad as it is and I literally got headache from squirting my eyes so hard to make some poor shapes and find out who’s dead and who’s kicking ass.

We can all agree that the lightning was terrible.

I just love the tons of memes about Game of thrones poor lightning that are swamping the internet. My favourites:

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First of all, who thought it was a good idea to put Gendry on the front line?

He is a badass fighter yes, but still he’s no soldier, he’s the head smith and they have another war coming up literally right after this one is done. How could they make him so unguarded? They deal with ridiculous politics most of the time and yet they make this stupid strategic move?

Or maybe they know he’s Aryas boo now therefore his plot line is protected for future purposes.

Same goes for many other characters that you just knew wouldn’t die this episode.

Their stories are protected.

Like Jamie for example. I’m sure he’s gonna reunite with Cersei so no matter how dangerous situation he found himself in, he just walk right through. I couldn’t say the same about Brienne. She was knighted last episode and I believed that was the highlight her character could get. My heart stopped like 3 times when it almost looked like she was gone. Now we know for sure she’ll play important role in next 3 episodes otherwise the writers would get rid of her by now.

Podric is another one I was sure would die in this battle. Incorrectly. He’s the sweetest, incredible singer I love him and he has magic dick but can somebody please share with me what is his true purpose?

  Lyanna Mormonts fate was sealed the moment she refused to stay in the crypts and Jorahs when he picked up that sword from Sam. Still my baby girls Lyanna is the best and she went out in big big big style.

Theons death was sort of useless this way. What did he expected to happen when he ran to the Night king like that? You can argue he was just trying to buy Arya some time or that he was fulfilling his destiny. But he had no idea Arya was coming and therefore his suicide mission left Bran on the open.

Theon Greyjos character developement was piece of art and he will be missed.

You remember last episode right ? The “crypts are the safest” were mentioned at least three times. Of course the death from the crypts would rise. So obvious. Next.

Danny and John. You can feel the tension and I can’t wait till we explore that further in next episodes. I get their plan was to stand back with dragons and wait for Night king himself to show up but how well could that have worked out? There were parts of the fight where I was screaming dracarys myself. Like when the living army pull back from the field and you had the dead standing on the other side of the fire , just standing there waiting, that was the perfect moment for dragons fire to strike. Such a wasted opportunity. I was so mad.

Both Danny and John played very small role in this episodes. Sure they did some badass shits like Danny fighting in combat besides never training or John having a screaming match with a dragon. I was expecting much more from both of them.

My humble prediction was that John or Danny or preferably both would kill the Night king. You know to fulfill the Azor Ahai prophecy. I never imagined it would be Arya and I feel kind of ashamed for underestimating her this way.

Looking back it makes perfect sense.

Although it’s kinda funny that everything John was able to talk about for so so so long was Night king and how they all need to fight him. And yet he doesn’t get to be the one to kill him but his baby sister does? Poor guy.

Sadly I don’t even remember Johns personality before the dead army so I’m really curious about that one.

Arya Stark single handle saved the world with the dagger that started it all. I was mesmerized by that library scene. How she moved so quietly to be even able to sneak up on the freaking Nigh king and his sidekicks.

And with an apparat concussion?

She really is that bitch and finally everyone sees that.

I adore the fuzz Arya is causing these days. First of all having consensual sex on Game of thrones, what clearly upsets many people. Secondly having the authenticity to fulfill the prophecy of Azor Ahai that people argue was not hers to do so.

Arya know death. She fought her, cheated her and even became her. I can’t stress enough how poetic that is.

We have seen so many characters in this show whose main purpose was to form Arya or to keep her alive like Beric or the Hound. Hound loosing his shit with the sight of fire, his one true fear, made this harsh bastard personality so humanly. I even felt so sorry for him.

I felt so nostalgic with the mention of Syrio. I’m so glad they changed his catch like from the book one “fear cuts deeper than the sword” to “what do we say to god of death? Not today.” Fits better.

What scares me now thought, is what happens with Arya now that the deed is done. I can’t dare to hope for happy ending for her even though I wish for my girl to finally rest.

Game of thrones once again made me realize how focused it is on female characters.

The best characters ever written has to be females of GOT. The sophistication, the bravery and the brains they all posses is unbelievable.

What would the men of GOT do without them this episode?

Men of GOT stood their ground and did great job. But it was the women of GOT that made a change.

Melisandre setting Dothrakis weapons on fire or setting the barrier on fire. Late reminding Arya of her true purpose. Sansa might seem useless this episode but she was ready to fight her way through her dead relatives. Daenerys’s strength and courage is unquestionable not only in this episode. Lyanna taking down a giant while being crushed to death !? Excuse me? And finally Arya the saviour of the world.

I just can’t wait for next episode when everybody finds out it was 18 years old girl who saved their asses.

Episode 4 looks promising.

    Game of Thrones s08e03 reflection It's been a tought week for Starks. I'm sure we can all agree on that. We stand 2 Hero Starks.

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[blckspectre-blog]

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hello everyone! i’m carly; chances are we’ve met in another roleplay before at some time or another, as i’ve been in several, but if not, it’s great to meet you! i’m really excited to be here. those of you that have had me on twitter for a while may recall in your distant memory me talking about this muse when blcktmpl was first open. i almost impulse applied for him even though i didn’t have the time, but i controlled myself, thus he never lived. with blcktmpl reopening, however, i saw my opportunity and took it, because i said i would, and i’m equal parts excited and nervous tbh! usually i join things pretty early and not when they’re already established, but i trust u guys to take good care of me and involve me in everything, and i am going to weasel my way into all of your plots, too.

a big reason that i’m nervous is because i’m not 100% sure how to write this muse yet, i took forever on his profile page (and his bio is now up here!)  (this is all i have up atm...haha...) so i didn’t write his bio or any of the solos yet even though i wanted to, and i may do that to get a solid handle on him before i delve too far into plotting. that being said, if you want to plot, like this post! i just ask that you give me some time to get settled first, i’m going to give myself a week to write the stuff i need to as my deadline, and then i’ll send messages out after that for sure. feel free to beat me to it if you want, though! i welcome any and all ideas so if u get anything, don’t be afraid to mention it to me! aside from that, i’m also @taekaimoon on twitter. we can plot there, or you can just follow me and we can be friends, both are welcome ;w; i have a discord too, but dm me if you want that, it’s kind of my peaceful space.

enOUGH about me!! onto what you’re really here for: mr spectre. he’s a lil bit sugar, spice, everything nice and chemical x, and a lil bit genji from overwatch, older brother presumably killing him and all (thanks @blckgambit). he lived his life pre-blcktmpl in his older brother’s shadow, always quiet and blending into the background, and he chose the name spectre because of that, mainly, but it got a double meaning after gambit was forced to “kill him” for his initiation following their simultaneous kidnappings, and then the collective saved spectre for a fun plot twist. he’s a veteran of five years now, his story and character is pretty well known in blcktmpl, but he prefers to live as mysteriously as possible, living up to his name. he’s very shadow-y, very ghost-like, rarely speaks, tends to appear and disappear a lot. he might be hard to plot with but i promise i will try my darndest, ok!! more facts about him under the cut!

one of your (currently) few isabelline candidates

as mentioned before, a veteran of five years, so if you were a(n isabelline) rookie in the past ~3 years, he could’ve helped with your training, or maybe you know an isabelline candidate that he helped with

his elev8 account is some real hipster bullshit. he doesn’t post any pictures of himself, preferring to keep up his air of mystery, and posts pictures of his surroundings, friends, acquaintances, etc, with vaguely eerie, poetic captions. some posts are poetic weirdness or philosophical shit without pictures

he works at an arcade out in the real world, still rarely speaking, lurking in the shadows there too

he used to work as a bartender but that required too much socializing for his taste, even though he enjoyed listening to drunk people pour out their life stories

i still don’t know if his obsession with staying mysterious is genuinely for his own protection or a strategy to keep the collective interested in him, because once they know everything about him he’ll be boring. he’s equal parts genuinely aloof and a little calculating

his entire time (presumably) died during the awakening part of the initiation. he survived because he spent most of the time hiding. he’s not proud of it and he never talks about it (there’s room for plotting here though; maybe a teammate survived without his knowledge, etc)

he really has a good heart, and gets attached more quickly than he wants to admit. he’s so quiet partially to spare others from the same fate

looking after people is in his nature; he spent most of his teenage years taking care of his brother who was ill for years, so he will do the same with others, especially younger than him

he was a successful author before blcktmpl, but as a ghostwriter-- under his brother’s name. they collaborated and jonghyun wrote myungsoo’s memoir about his experience with his illness

knows multiple types of martial arts, and practices daily to keep his mind clear and body in peak condition. catch him in the training area’s dojo and parkour simulation learning to wall climb like the real genji

at first, spectre was thankful to the collective for saving his life and giving him a chance to live his own life for the first time in years, though he quickly learned he was only around for their entertainment, and his fondness for them ran out by the end of his first year as a candidate

his participation in missions was almost constant at first, and then has tapered off to be more spotty. he loves to keep everybody guessing on whether he’ll show up or not,,, but ultimately he participates quite a lot and has performed pretty well over the years

he’s a very calm and level-headed individual, and has this exterior of being unfazed, especially when it comes to accepting higher level missions, but internally He Screams, he just puts on a brave face

#✶ ; ooc #✶ ; intro #( ` haha....i write so much !! every time!! haha ! ) #( ` but i mean.......better to give everyone a lot than....to little right...haha...i'm crying )