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no-light-left-on · 11 months

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considering the historical influences in the fashion of Dishonored (and the extent of nsfw fanfiction this fandom has) I’ve been thinking about the layers that would be, realistically, part of the daily dress

which means: dishonored seems to honour the importance of a vest in a properly dressed gentleman’s or lady’s wardrobe

vests were, and I cannot stress this enough, a mandatory part of an outfit, to the point of men wearing only vests if they could not afford a fully tailored suit (trousers + vest + jacket) and a new shirt and opting to only wear a fake collar under the vest for the illusion of a full outfit

shirts were underwear, so to speak. there were no occasions in ‘polite society‘ where one could only wear a shirt without a vest on top.

this is something we see mirrored in both dishonored games, though the style of the vests and clothing have somewhat changed, they still follow the same rules of vests worn with every outfit, as far as we can tell. (we could argue that Jessamine is not wearing one, or that some higher class women aren’t wearing vests under their buttoned up jackets, but since we don’t really see underneath we can’t judge.)

we see the vests be worn even by the Whalers in the first game (which in itself brings up many questions. are whalers, the actual whalers that capture and kill whales, held in high enough regard by the society that they made a vest part of their uniform? or is it merely something that is worn by all? something that every citizen of sound mind would don, were they to leave their house?)

there are a few exceptions to this, of course, but this whole thing came to be by asking a simple question

does the Outsider wear a vest under his leather jacket?

now, in the first game, his jacket is unbuttoned just enough for us to get a good enough peek at what lies beneath. which is to say: there is no hint of a vest underneath. judging by the vests in the first game, the fashion was that the vest would go up high, often covering collarbones or even having a standing collar. what we see on the Outsider is just... an unbuttoned shirt

it’s much the same in the second game, even if we examine his final concept art, his outfit consists of a shirt (more or less underwear) with most of the top buttons unbuttoned, and a jacket on top. no hint of a vest underneath

what I’m trying to say is that the Outsider is a slut

#dh #dishonored #the outsider #I got hyperfixated on fashion of the belle epoque (the inspiration for dh fashion) so most of this information in regards to history #should be accurate #mind you the books I read had a heavy focus on habsburg monarchy fashion so it might be slightly different to say the US or france etc etc #but that should be right #if anyone has stuff from the games to disprove the vest in higher classes statement bring it on #I doubt the artists would do such a great transgression against polite manners though /j #but yeah tl;dr the outsider wears the equivalent of a blazer on top of a bra #I have so many thoughts and feelings about the fashion in these games I could go on for Ages #this all started when I was thinking about human outsider being taken in by corvo and emily and as he takes his clothes off for a bath #a maid is absolutely scandalized by his lack of a vest underneath #I do want to acknowledge that there is concept art of outsider in dh2 that DOES have a vest under the jacket but that one went unused #the pattern on it kinda reminds me of the pattern on corvo's and emily's clothing tho that might be a reach. or just a pattern thats popular #i firmly stand by my headcanon that the outsider tries to imitate the fashion of the real world in the void with a bit of his own Void spin

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biggest-gaudiest-patronuses · 2 years

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Dracula Daily as an insidious plot to manipulate young internet users into willingly checking their email

#dracula daily #i am having SO much fun with this book club #i think we should do this every few months but with a different book #reading is different when you know you get to log in later #to read shitposts and delightful little comics poking affectionate fun at the latest chapter #oh wait shit. this is why people join new fandoms #damn i wish we had done this in high school/college english classes #group chats where everyone in class started riffing on characters/author after every assigned reading #gosh reading Crime and Punishment would have been such a superior and more bearable experience...#Raskolnikov was a LITTLE BITCH and i would have deeply cherished seeing tumblr-style reactions to his Little Bitch Shenanigans

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theprinceandthewitch · 28 days

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Tbh... I don't think TOH should get a pass for it's shoddy plot just because some of the stuff that happens within the plot invokes an emotional response in people.

First of all, people react to concepts with varying degrees of emotional intensity based on what they like and/or their life experiences. Secondly, you can still create resonate moments with a good plot lmao.

There is no reason TOH should get a pass for making Belos a non threat for most of Season 1 just because people think x, y, z moment is wholesome or whatever.

#toh critical #i really hate this weird trend where people think story structure should be disregarded just because they happened to like an idea #and i guess there is an argument to be had that we shouldn't care about story structure because most people aren't even #aware of it when they start reading or watching something. Like they left everything they learned in literature class after they #graduated high school or college.#but it's like... then why do ppl go online to read negative analyses of their favorite piece of literature or media lmao #because people who write analyses care about story structure and it's important to them. so.#oh right and you know. just because most people aren't aware of story structure doesn't mean you shouldn't write a good story #that's like saying ''well since people don't care about music theory that means I can make a song without using music theory'' like???#very bizarre tbh

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futuresoon · 1 month

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"how are you doing today" well in a q&a the creator of one of my current hyperfixations was asked about literary influences from his childhood and he talked about the same semi-obscure fucked up short story that i loved as a child so i'm feeling pretty good

#he started talking about bruce coville's book of monsters and i was like 'is it the troll story' AND IT WAS i feel deeply vindicated #'timor and the furnace troll' is a great short story for kids to read that makes them grow up to be very normal people #i think every kid should read a story where the kid protagonist butchers and eats his entire class with the school janitor #builds character #certainly built mine!#futuresoon talks about malevolent

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thiefbird · 3 months

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We are once more reading JSTOR for fanfiction purposes: I gotta know how long a medical degree took at Trinity in the 1790s For Reasons

#this trans stephen maturin AU has grown Backstory bc i cannot just Write it has to Make Sense #ive gotten attached to mona. a character without a last name and who is referenced like. twice #i have 6 pages of backstory notes #and much more in my brain. but i cant write them down until i know how long getting his MD took #aubreyad #aubreyad fanfic #aubrey maturin #aubrey maturin fanfic #jack aubrey #stephen maturin #its really helpful that he went to trinity tho. bc i went to trinity. i know Places.#i dated an enviromental biologist there too. which is funny. my mother commented on their similarity tbh. bc Z is also v autistic #but i know The Places. ive been in the Old Bits where he would have had classes(they dripped water on my head while i was Learning)#and i know how the city Feels. like. the roads.#fuck i miss dublin. i should go to bed befoelre The Crying starts #or find an article thatll let me read it #need to remember to beg my mothers JSTOR access this weekend

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luvring · 3 months

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just complained about my group to my irls and i'm pretty sure this has genuinely motivated me to speak in class because i Cannot let my prof think my critical thinking abilities are the same as theirs

#💬nia.rambles #rant fr//#guys im srsly sick thinking about it #LIKE THERE WERE SO MANY MOMENTS WHERE I WAS JUST ??#'im not saying to beat your kid black and blue but discipline is different across cultures and #i just dont think this should be an area of exploration like its worked for hundreds of years'#? YOU AS A WOMAN OF COLOUR HAVE NEVER HEARD OF INTERGENERATIONAL TRAUMA?#like why are you implying you dont like gentle parenting why are you making a strawman DONT PISS ME OFF #then white guy speaking way too loud to my right is throwing in words he DOESNT understand and saying the same things over and over #'from a Sociological Contemporary perspective' be serious. 'it comes back to nature vs nurture again' Can you Stop Tlalkingplapewmj #and i bring up gender and he goes smth smth gender is just such a sensitive topic then the 2 other girls Agree #and they wouldnt let me talk and even if i did they obviously wouldnt know what i was talking about #because why are you asking what post structuralism is THAT WAS A MAIN TOPIC AND DEFINITION OF LAST CLASS??? 😭😭#they wouldnt answer the question properly and repeat the same basic vaguely connected ideas the Entire time #like do i look like i gaf abt different body standards/expectations for football players MOVE ON ITS BEEN 10 MINUTES #like i want to talk about enforced binaries in queer spaces and Oh my god i just remembered #they were like. lgbt studies/discussion is just so recent and i was like. Its literally discussed In the reading. but None of u finished it #OHH IM PISSED OFF. IM SO PISSED OFF #and im so mad bc the discussion q's were Good and if i was w my irls wed have such a good convo but NO!!!!#whatever. Whatever im going to start raising my hand in class im so fr i got lightheaded complaining about this IMSOMADBSJF

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dancedance-resolution · 9 months

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i started a supercorp portrait of a lady on fire au like three years ago. i'm never going to finish it, but the writing style is pretty cool, so i want to share it. so um enjoy the prologue and a bit of chapter one?

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Prologue. Bonnelles, France. 1786.

“First, my contours,” Kara said, her voice soft and level. She looked out upon the dozen or so young women, their eyes darting back and forth from their papers to Kara herself. “The outline,” she continued. The increasingly swift sound of scratching charcoal prompted Kara to further instruct, “Not too fast. Take time to look at me.” She paused. “See how my arms are placed.”

At that moment, Kara saw the painting.

She swallowed and took in a breath; she schooled her expression before letting out the air with a pathetically soft “My hands.” Her students’ gaze followed her verbal direction, now observing as Kara’s fingers curled with remembrance. Their own hands now began to sketch the slope of hers—the slope that had once coaxed breathy moans from a lover, the slope that had once created that very painting in all of its hollow longing.

Kara felt her heart rate accelerating, and her attempts at calming deep breaths only made her shoulders shake unsteadily. “Who brought that painting out?” Her eyes darted around, landing on each possible offender, as she tensed her core and adopted a stern countenance.

Every student dutifully turned to look at the work.

It was an especially young girl who finally lifted her hand. “I brought it. From the stock room. Should I have not?”

Kara’s “no” felt like a brick, its weight threatening to pry tears from her reddening eyes. So Kara took another swallow, a handful of blinks, a few more steadying breaths.

“Did you paint it?” the girl asked innocently. Nia, her name was? She stared at Kara, oblivious to the flood of sound overwhelming Kara’s mind and echoing in the cavern of her heart.

“Yes,” Kara uttered softly, the word barely audible as they fell from her lips. “A long time ago.”

Nia’s head snapped back to examine the painting once more. It stood on an old but sturdy easel, tattooed and scarred but still standing. The artwork itself was brooding, with a white sun bleeding into a dark vignette. Heavy clumps of clouds occupied the sky and caged some of the sun’s rays, so the fire burning behind the woman was bright enough in comparison to create a dragging shadow of her figure. The flames crawled up the back of her windswept dress, bringing sharp tension to an otherwise lulling, melancholy landscape.

“What’s the title?”

The sound of the sea began to swell in Kara’s head. Her lips trembled. Her body unwittingly swayed slightly. “Portrait of a Lady on Fire.”

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Chapter I. The island of Brittany, France, and the surrounding sea. 1779.

Kara squinted into the distance, her face scrunching up a bit as she desperately tried to shield her eyes from the harsh glare of the sun on the water. For all its gorgeous teals and sparkling peaks, it certainly did make her wish for one of those brimmed hats the rowers were all wearing. With every one of their paced paddles, the cork-like little canoe bobbed haphazardly. Kara rather felt as if she were in the wine glass of a thoroughly drunken Marie Antoinette.

At least she wasn’t prone to seasickness.

She still felt quite unsteady, though, being thrown about and forced to pathetically grab onto the boat’s low walls. She leaned forward, trying to regain her balance and ground herself despite the absence of ground.

The wooden pallet holding her canvas was, apparently, as unstable as she was, and the next thing Kara knew, it had been lurched off of the boat like vomit from a drunkard. Kara watched helplessly as it thrashed among the choppy waves, the sea carrying it a few feet from the boat.

The chief rower met her desperate look with exhausted resignation; he ceased his paddling as Kara shed her overcoat and placed a precarious foot on the edge of the canoe.

With a strained creak from the boat’s wood, she jumped into the water, dress billowing behind her. Her first gasp for air upon emerging from the water was audible; she could feel the effort in her throat. Her arms moved in laborious little arcs as she slowly made her way towards the floating pallet and finally made a desperate reach for it. Kara’s fingers grasped onto a wooden board, and she pulled herself up onto it with a grunt.

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The incessant wind upon the sea was certainly not helping Kara. Dripping wet, she wrapped herself up in her overcoat in a pitiful plea for warmth. She held the edges of the garment up to her lips, the sensation of the dry fabric bringing her some comfort as she closed her eyes and left herself to the mercy of the mighty sea.

But the interminable rocking of the feeble boat wouldn’t allow her any rest.

Kara wasn’t very religious, not anymore. Yet, the sight of the cliffs and coast of Brittany moved her to relieved prayer.

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The sun had already begun to set as Kara trekked up the sandy coast. Her legs ached with every stumbling, unsure step—maybe she was a bit seasick after all—and her hands were tired of having to grip her full skirt to keep it out of her way.

She paused on the rocks, taking a moment to manually wring some of the water out of her skirt. She filled her lungs with an arduous breath before slinging the rope holding the pallet over her shoulder. Next came the fabric sling, which housed her trunk of personal items—she positioned it on her back with careful poise.

The journey up the cliffs and towards the trees was exhausting. Kara’s skirt required repositioning every few seconds, the rope was digging into her shoulder, and the pallet and trunk slammed into her back with each wobbling step. By the time she reached the straight path up to the residence, her breaths were heavy and pained, and the sun was nearly fully hidden beneath the horizon.

A soft light emanated from the windows above the mansion’s door, helping Kara feel a bit more secure as she knocked. A short blonde woman answered her summon and introduced herself with a flat “I’m Eve.” She opened the door a bit wider and gestured with her body for Kara to come in.

Eve held a small candle as she guided Kara up the stairs, the sounds of their shoes echoing through the grand yet starkly undecorated hallway. The walls of the stairwell were cement bricks, and the wrought iron bannister was rather plain and geometric.

They came to a stop in front of a similarly void room, bare save a few heavy curtains and a daybed. The raised panels along these walls matched the white-painted wood of the window frames, and they gave the chamber some elegant character.

While Eve entered the comparatively less intimidating room, Kara stayed back a moment, taking in the shafts of muted blue light from the windows and the contrasting warm glow of leaping flames from the central fireplace.

Eve crouched down to poke at the fire as Kara set down her belongings. “It was a reception room,” Eve explained. “Though I’ve never seen it used.”

The fire crackled pleasantly. “Have you been here long?” Kara inquired.

“Three years,” Eve answered, directing her attention back to the fire.

Kara peeled off her overcoat and draped it along the wainscoting. “Do you like it here?”

“Yes,” Eve said simply as she stood up. She turned to Kara, meeting her eyes now as her hands smoothed over her skirt. “I’ll let you get dry.” And with a nod, she was on her way.

Kara watched her every step.

Once the door closed, she hastily began removing her overskirt. It fell to the dark herringbone floor with an unglamorous thud.

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There was no method or grace to the way Kara wrapped her hand around the rusting crowbar, but with a few jerks, she’d managed to successfully pry the top off of the pallet.

After setting down the wood cover, Kara extended her hand, letting it fall clumsily onto the slick canvas in front of her. It was still wet, and her hand’s small circular movement caused moisture to pool at her fingertips, as if her touch had beckoned the water. So her hand withdrew, and Kara slid the canvas out from its container. Her eyes danced over the surface as she considered how to dry it, holding it in front of herself like the Communion host of an evening Mass.

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Kara decided to accompany her drying canvas, which was now positioned next to the fireplace. Stripped naked, she sat in front of the fire and pulled her legs towards herself—she was vulnerable, sitting there bare and in a new environment, and the action made her feel a bit more small, compact, and safe.

Kara set down her candle so she could light her tobacco pipe with the flames. Her large, smoky exhales grounded her, in a way, with the familiar sight and smell acting as a sort of sedative. And she stared forward, expression blank but unmistakably worn.

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Kara walked barefoot along the cement floor, making her way through the hall and to the pantry room wrapped in nothing but her robe-like smock.

#again i have no intention of finishing so be forewarned etc #supergirl #supercorp poalof au #i have been feeling a bit weird going through my old work bc. i don't think i've really improved in the three years since starting this???#and i quite literally haven't written anything in 2023 other than like the 1000ish words to finish up this final chapter of tree of my song #&those thousand words genuinely feel worse than my old writing #because i'm out of practice i think #it's weird bc writing is something i think of as super important to me - like in less than a month i'll literally be at community college a #ain despite how bad my experience was last time with it bc i theoretically want to take classes that will make me a better writer #so like blah blah blah do i want to dedicate more of myself and my energy towards writing long term or do i just like the idea of being a #writer.#blah blah blah if i had to do a rose colored glasses on this all it would be. since january i have read 60something books and before this y #ar i hadnt been an avid reader in ages. and most of those books have been in the genre/niche i want to end up writing in #so i was learning writing by reading in that sense #hmm etc etc #i should probably stop taking myself and all of this so seriously lol idk #i'm theoretically back into writing and trying to prioritize it more again so (thumbs up emoji)

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hypodermicfroggy · 5 months

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I wished for a Bioshock movie for Y E A R S

but now that we're finally getting one I don't want it

I do not have faith this is going to be a good adaption, I'm sorry, maybe 10 years ago this could have been a great passion project (especially if Gore Verbinski had been involved like originally planned) but I just know it's going to be an over-actioned, improperly funded (since it's a Netflix production they're absolutely going to either dump too much or not enough money in it then write it off as a failure if it doesn't 'perform' well enough), CGI-laden slop fest that doesn't even acknowledge or properly handle half the themes present in the series.

#Bioshock #Bioshock Movie #bonus points if it only focuses on the first game and doesn't include ANYTHING from the tie-in novel or BS2 #they're going to cut Sophia Lamb's role from the plot I just fucking KNOW IT #like she was fucking important! she was the one who actually STARTED the class war! Fontaine literally just took advantage of it!#hell half the problems with BURIAL AT FUCKING SEA could have been fixed if Levine wasn't a shit and hadn't refused to use ANYTHING from BS2 #like is BS2 as good as the first? no but it's still fucking better than that shitshow you call Infinite!#and the tie-in novel actually quite skillfully blended both games together to help account for certain plot errors between the two #(a novel that Levine also REFUSED TO READ)#like you could tell it was written by someone who wanted to do the series justice which is more than I can say for most tie-ins #if this movie ends up actually being good I'll fucking eat my words but considering this director's body of work includes #the Will Smith I AM LEGEND and the last three* Hunger Games films #we are not batting 1000 for quality here #I say this as someone who likes the Hunger Games movies #but they are not really the best adaptions of the novels and really downplay a lot of the more horrifying aspects for action scenes #and I fear the same will be true for Bioshock's film as well.#like the Little Sisters alone should elicit nothing short of visceral disgust and pity but I just know they're going to be so boring #they're just going to be like pale girls with glowing eyes instead of proper blood-guzzling corpse-looting parasite hosts calling it now #croak.txt #reblog.wank

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cheeriochat · 3 months

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Goodnight to no-one but the framed picture of Vergil in my room club

I love u guys ❤️

#i should probably continue reading inferno #yeah probably #im very tired though #too much to do at school #already got a “behavioural” email home like sorry your instructions werent as clear as you thought #sorry i started crying when you singled me out in class and got mad at me and told me to stop hiding behind my hair #like damn #vergil is the only one there for me #in class at least #vergil #devil may cry #dmc

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itspileofgoodthings · 3 months

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I assigned reading homework for the weekend and was hit by this wave of irritation with the implicit lying that goes on where they act like they’ll read the homework but they never actually do and so I called them on it and started teasing them and of course they laughed but then I was like “you know my secret dream is that you go home and you walk in the door and someone wants to do something fun with you or you get a text but you hold up your hand and say ‘no no, I have to read ten pages of Beowulf’ and then you sit down and do it” and they scream-laughed at the idea but I like to think it at least presented it to their minds as a possibility

#I ended up telling 3 of my classes because I thought it was so funny and so did they #But then it was sweet because my seniors (a handful of them at least) were like ‘but we do!!’#and then it just kickstarted this real discussion where I told them honestly that my job would radically change if everyone did the reading #like. It would challenge me so much more we could go so much further #anyway I know that mostly it doesn’t work. it being my passion for it and my desire for them to read #but sometimes I’m like if it could light a couple of fires! or help some kids even think of doing the reading as a real choice they HAVE #i also tell them that it’s a skill like any other and they can get better at it.#idk. So much of my job is also just telling them why they should. why they CAN. why their lives will be better if they do #there’s a senior girl who started listening to the audiobook every night when we were reading Emma and she started taking notes #and she’s started to flourish!!! Like you can tell she enjoys it and she’s so much happier with her time #and you guys I just love to see it so. much.#Anyway sorry for all the text posts it’s Saturday and therefore time for weekly processing #this has been #4 text posts in a row with Maria #teaching tag

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dumping-ideas · 1 year

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In the matter of Tsukasa’s past and experiences with people (aka Saki hospital, Toya and his father, scared of people thinking of him less) I think he’s like Mizuki as well. The Mafuyu and Tsukasa coin is not obvious but it is noticeable by a lot, but for the MizuKasa coin? I think I may be the only one so far to realize that

They’re both hiding their true feelings inside their heart.

Think about it, even if Rui and Mizu have a parallel together, Mizu has a parallel with Tsukasa as well

Tsukasa covers his feelings and reflects questions on his “okayness” on everyone else but himself. He hides them with the “I’m a star! I’ll be alright!” stuff as well as acting like he’s incredibly confident. Reflecting questions rises WXS’s confusion. They care, they really care about Tsukasa if it’s not clear enough in the recent Rui and Emu event. Yet for some reason, he’s scared.

Mizuki covers their feelings with laughter and false emotions. They seem to hide their feelings with their friend’s feelings as well as avoiding the subject. As seen when Mafuyu confronts Mizuki about it during their first meeting in the Sekai, they’re hiding it full on. Their event “My Footsteps, Your Destination” is mainly about that problem. (I REFUSE to use the Eng Dub’s translated name.) Even after Ena confronts them, they’ll keep their secret for as long as they can.

What if one of the events show WXS confronting Tsukasa about it? I think he’ll say that everything is alright and if they keep pushing…well I’m not sure.

The parallels of being the “hey let’s pretend everything is alright so we can make others smile” is real between Mizuki and Tsukasa. Mizuki helped everyone before their confrontation with Ena but Tsukasa whose been helping everyone from the start hasn’t exactly gotten one yet (I might be wrong) Maybe his next event will cover his perspective on retrieving his dreams or staying with WXS?

(PLEASE AFTER THAT NEW YEAR’S TSUKASA CARD, I DON’T KNOW IF I CAN HAVE ANYMORE SMEGSY AND SMUG TSUKASA)

There’s parallels between Tsukasa and everyone in N25 actually but I’ll head on Ena in my next ask

Thank you for your ask!!

I don't know about western fandom cause I don't interact with it much, but in JP fandom Tsukasa's entanglement with Niigo is pretty common in fics. I think a lot of JP fic writers see Tsukasa as the embodiment of the 'light/positive side of Niigo members personality traits', and I also agree with them as well. Like, Mafuyu's and Kanade's parallel to Tsukasa is pretty obvious for them (and damn there's a lot of of good MafuKasa fic in JP and not in the romantic shipping way either), and just like you, they also noticed Mizuki's parallel to Tsukasa---the one where they try to hide their pain from their close ones with a smile and being helpful.

And iirc isn't in Mizuki's 2nd banner, they reflected on the fact that even though they knew Ena and everyone cared for them, Mizuki was still scared to say the truth because of a slim (almost impossible really) possibility of rejection? They knew it was an irrational fear too, but that's what trauma of being rejected do to people. However, Tsukasa's reluctance to open up to WxS doesn't come from the same fear of rejection. The way I see it, he's fixated on being the dependable one so much that he didn't want to depend on others. And if he showed his vulnerable side to them, what if they stop depending so much on him out of worry from burdening him too much? I think it's as simple as that. So, while Mizuki said 'I don't want them to leave me like other people', Tsukasa would say 'I don't want them to stop relying on me'.

I think the reason why Tsukasa's problems doesn't really get any spotlight in the 2+ years of proseka is because for the person himself it's never a problem. He doesn't feel conflicted nor hurt from hiding a side of him, unlike Mizuki. In fact, Tsukasa might even think he's not hiding from WxS because it's just the way it is for him. As long as the person himself think of it as insignificant, the story can't really highlight it, can it? Tsukasa and his inability to be vulnerable is just like Kanade and her fixation on saving people with her music because it's her duty and a way to 'atone' for her 'sin'.

Besides, in the current storyline, Emu, Rui, and Nene are already troubled by the idea of WxS separation, so I think it'll be a long long time of waiting if we wanna see WxS confronting Tsukasa like Ena confronting Mizuki. And even if they confronted him about it, I could see Tsukasa deflecting them with one of his minor worries, unlike Mizuki who couldn't deceive Ena.

I also agree that the next event might be an event where Tsukasa's dream is pitted against WxS. Emu's brothers foreshadowed it, so was Rui in his card SS. And although it was a question that was already asked in WMS (and Tsukasa answered by choosing WxS, and even said that he would choose the same every time iirc), this time he might be more conflicted. In WMS, his world was still as small as PWL. But after they went around places in Japan to promote PWL, seeing world-class level theater in Pop in My Heart, and collaborating with one of the best theater troupe and actor in Japan in Curtain Call, Tsukasa had realized that he's still lacking in so many aspects in realizing his dreams. Heck, Curtain Call last episode had Tsukasa indirectly telling Rui that he would prioritize WxS just for Rui telling him not to. I'm positive that he would choose WxS in the end (and Rui would also help him to achieve his dreams), but it was the process that will be interesting to read.

(AS FOR ME, KEEP THE SEDUCING TSUKASA COMING!!! BETTER YET, COLOPALE SHOULD GAVE US AN ADORABLE TSUKASA SLEEPING WHILE SURROUNDED BY HIS SEKAI PLUSHIES!!!)

Oooh, about the Ena and Tsukasa parallel, is it about their need for others' recognition, their hard working tendencies in an industry where the more talented thrived, and generally stubborn nature? There's also this one really adorable EnaKasa fic that I really like too! I'll be waiting for your ask! (≧∇≦)/

(Also, it's neat that their names look so colorful in your ask! How do you that Tumblr magic???)

#pjsekai #project sekai #ask #tenma tsukasa #akiyama mizuki #there's a lot of good gen fics in jp fandom #but whenever I read some fics in ao3 they feel so... westernized?#idk there's just this sense of incongruity in the characters actions and thoughts #it feels weird especially if it should be a serious fic #now I'm reading a ShihoKasa fic in pixiv and I was surprised at how genuine the characterizations are #kinda like a shojo manga #but they're still obviously Shiho and Tsukasa #hinomori-san of kamiyama high class 1-a series is such a good read #and that enakasa fic also feels genuine in how Ena and Tsukasa bond with each other #about how difficult it is to make others see your dedication and hard work in the art & entertainment industry #And don't get me started on the DashoKasa fics #I've cried too much because of some of those fics #sorry I'm rambling here lol

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