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lotus-pear · 3 months
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lore accurate teen soukoku. the worsties ever
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green-crocs12 · 2 months
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obikaka akatsuki kakashi au anyone? no? well have it anyway
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Always a bit puzzled by people saying that anyone who wanted long-term consequences for TotK Zelda's sacrifice are "edgy".
I'm not even particularly in the camp that she should have remained a dragon forever (I think this should have been Ganondorf's fate, it would have been sooo much more impactful than to explode him and move on but anyway). To be honest, I wish the rules for turning back would have been 1) clear 2) active gameplay on the player so that it feels like it's something we have earned, and 3) not make her have amnesia about it and/or at least having her gain some crucial insight because of the experience.
(also: doesn't she crave knowledge? isn't that insanely mean to have her watch over every civilization and every bit of history ever and then take it away from her? kind of dislike how totk privileges the comfort of the player's feelings over what the characters would actually want or need tbh)
To be perfectly honest, I fully expected us needing to turn her back before engaging Ganondorf so we would fight him together, especially since Zelda as a compagnon exists in the game code already (though in a very subdued state). It feels very very strange to me that all of this mechanic of Sages following us existing and yet we never have the very climactic cool Zelda-staple moment of facing Ganondorf or Ganon together (OoT, WW, TP, ST and probably more that I'm forgetting all did this in some way --even BotW had Zelda more involved than in TotK). I'm not sure Mineru was a compagnon that was needed over Zelda honestly, especially given the kind of non-insight she gives us on the zonai (even if the idea of the mecha is cool, it really could have been Zelda using her zonai + sheikah knowledge to pilot one for us or something).
But anyway: yeah, even if this isn't what I would have wanted personally, I think wanting Zelda to remain a dragon is kind of arguably more respectful of her relationship to Link, in a way, that what the game ended up doing. When she enacted this sacrifice, Zelda decided to trust him to such a extent that she lost herself, reciprocated his trust in her and his devotion to her, and now the future of Hyrule exists beyond her and beyond what Hyrule once was, but she trusts them to follow through and be happy and she will watch over them from the stars moving on. It's fine if we manage to save her from that fate, but even if we don't, honestly this sounds like a beautiful story/tragic romance to me, if you want to read it that way. Tragedy doesn't necesserily involve edginess. Fictional pain isn't always mean, or out to get you.
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hecksupremechips · 2 months
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Akihiko becoming a cop is something that simply doesn’t happen in the coma route cuz Shinji would see that shit and be like Aki what the actual hell is wrong with you
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stuckinapril · 4 months
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me stoically navigating my way through drama bc bigger things are ahead and it’s not my fault people are dumb
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lazycranberrydoodles · 8 months
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COME ON GUYS DON'T LET DIANXIA DOWN
#images i drew on my phone approximately 90 seconds before class started#tma vs tgcf is pitting two bad bitches against each other but#from the other guys propaganda he is apparently a beloved side character#which i totally understand.#BUT HUA CHENG IS THE DEUTERANTAGONIST WHO LOVED XIE LIAN SO MUCH IT UNDOOMED HIM FROM THE NARRATIVE#HE DIDNT CLAW HIS WAY OUT OF TONGLU TO BE BEATEN LIKE THIS#also tma has gay people that dont undoom each other from the narrative. L + ratio (/j/j/j/j we all love tragedies here)#hua cheng will never rest in peace and he doesn't want to because he has a smokin boyfriend#they are both angry goths but has gerry died THREE TIMES????? no. just once. lame.#gerry got his skin bound into a necromancy book that was eventually burned but hua cheng ripped out his eye to craft a sickass scimitar !!!#hua cheng haunts the narrative before he dies in a hundred tiny ways and then HEAVILY after he dies a second time#he's an awesome city owner and has violent beef with HEAVEN. and he carves statues and paints and builds temples#and is also a self conscious loser <3#his gay awakening was intensely traumatic and religious for everybody involved. and he's had the same life mission since he was 10#he is actively fighting ghost discrimination and getting dangerous magical items off of the normal human market#also he is always bedecked in elaborate silver and chains and eyeliner and ALWAYS in blood red clothes#HE CAN MAKE IT RAIN BLOOD!!???!?!? ALSO#he stick and poked his god's name on himself but his handwriting is so bad it's unrecognizable and the signs he puts up have evil auras#this has ceased to be propaganda. now im just gushing. only tgcf fans will see this anyway. whatever youre getting blorbo rant#tgcf#art#poll#hua cheng#lmao#my art#tian guan ci fu#hualian#xie lian#hob#heaven official's blessing
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jestroer · 1 year
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HERMITS IN DRESSES BY ME ARE BACK WITH MY MAN BEEF EVERYBODY
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heretodefyfate · 2 months
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don't you just love the bond between trainers and their pokemon~
1st pic: lucifer nash from @kiroons-hyperfixtations
2nd pic: Ace spadea from @jacobtheeevee
3rd pic: Adrian Watson from @axelrod45
4th pic: Pomeg from @ghostgirls (for some reason, tumblr don't let me tag you)
5th pic: Nova from Angelique
6th pic: Interceptor Rumi from @lemonade-juley
7th pic: Asfrith from @eclysia
8th pic: Sage from @lurker-extraordinaire-657645
9th pic: Bluebell from @sumipain-t
10th pic: Aevery Lumin from @ask-mysterious-muses
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musicalchaos07 · 1 year
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I know we all want an og monster hunting trio revival in s5 but consider the following instead:
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It's giving The boys are back in town, the boys of summer, The boys are back. A little mansplain, manipulate, malewife. Very much introducing your new bestie to the one that got away and them hitting it off.
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alexjcrowley · 1 month
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Btw I can't believe all the Hamilton edits with Hamilton the musical, especially to Wait for it but when they're done with Carlos
Like girl be fr if someone is his Burr that's not Carlos that's Nico fucking Rosberg, he owned that role
Carlos and Lewis have had beef for a month because Vasseur gave Lewis Carlos's job, you want bitter soul crushing rivalry that's been destroying another guy's life step by step, that's been booked by Britney since day one
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housewifebuck · 8 months
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'You've become a beast' 'I know'
'Do you regret it?' 'No.'
[Reblogs much appreciated]
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b4kuch1n · 1 year
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the legends speak of it as a kind of enthrallment: the life ended by the tiger is tied to the tiger. in this way there is a line of souls following the beast, for no reason except to show that they were killed. that they could be saved - if only the beast would die [...] in the dark of the wood you see it walk, shadow to shadow, followed by loss after loss after loss, a tail trailing seemingly into the deep death of night [...]
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demadogs · 1 year
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i just saw someone talk about what the characters would be doing in like 20 years and they said “lucas and max have a kid. billy.” im sorry WHAT
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asteria-argo · 4 months
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my favourite thing about chapter four of To All The Better Places is watching absolutely everyone losing their minds about Teds perspective
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radi0dontt · 1 year
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xB has carried a camera around for years, taking pictures to collect memories. xB is now alone on the Hermitcraft server.
xB took a step back, having to tilt his head up to fully take in the sight of the, honestly kind of ridiculous storage solution. 
For some reason, one of them had pitched that the best early game storage solution available to them, was a colossal chest about 15 blocks tall and wide in the middle of their sky base. 
xB would like to blame Hypno for the idea, but he thought that Hypno should be blamed for most things. So what did he know. 
He cracked a smile and started to dig through his inventory for something. 
Hypno, once he himself had finished laughing at the stupidly oversized chest, glanced over his shoulder to watch xB curiously. 
Eventually, xB pulled out what he had been looking for, what was essentially a modified polaroid camera. He held it up in victory. 
“Hold on, I’ve gotta take a picture of this thing.” 
Hypno burst into laughter again, running to stand in front of the chest. “Get me in it, for scale!”
xB backed up a few more blocks on the stone path sticking out from the central platform. He messed with all of the cameras buttons and bits until he had the shot he wanted lined up. 
He hadn’t put too much thought into it, the whole height of the chest and a waving Hypno peeking out at the bottom. The endless void of their skyblock world stretched out in the background. 
As it instantly developed, he glanced between the image and what he could currently see. Hypno had returned to intermittent bouts of laughter at the sheer scale, instead of posing for the camera, but the picture had captured most of the moment.
The clouds kept rolling across the sky, and they continued to laugh. 
He had tucked the photo away, and they had moved on. 
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“Hey, want a picture?”
xB teased, switching his sword for the familiar camera that he dragged between servers. Beef rolled his eyes, readjusting his now dented iron helmet on his head. The camera was visibly old now, covered with half-peeled stickers and stories, but it was waterproof and sturdy, the cyan colour only slightly faded with time. 
“Oh yeah, great, to commemorate this occasion. I definitely want to remember this.” Beef teased back, huffing a laugh. He was well accustomed to xB taking his random pictures. He had long since accepted that it was just one of those things about xB, everybody had a thing or two. Who was he to judge, he had slightly bigger problems right now anyway.
With a sigh, Beef gave his best smile and thumbs up to the camera. He had the very distinct, disheveled look of someone that had definitely just been blown up by a creeper on the first day.  
It took all of xB’s willpower not to start laughing again as he and Beef huddled around the picture in the tiny, terribly lit deepslate hut, to get a look under the torchlight. 
That was his first picture of the season actually, he realised as he put it safely in his inventory.
He would call Beef around by the end of the season, show him the picture again, they would get to look back and laugh. 
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But Hypno wasn’t here anymore, and he hadn’t seen Beef. He hadn’t seen anyone. 
He stared up at the rift, glassy purple coating the whole cave with a slight tinted purple glow.
Staring wasn’t doing anything. It hadn’t done anything, and it would continue to not do anything. xB knew that, rationally, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away. 
His friends were on the other side, wherever that led to, and he could do very, very little about it. 
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“I’m not gonna talk to you for a week!”
Keralis crossed his arms, stomping away through the sand, turning his back to xB dramatically. 
“A whole week!” Keralis continued as xB giggled, already fishing for his camera in his inventory. 
“Seven whole days.” Keralis turned back to look at xB, his pout breaking into a wide grin. “Princess! Are you taking pictures of me?”
xB had the little cyan camera raised, the harsh desert sun illuminated Keralis clearly in his view. He was almost glowing. 
“Well if I’m not gonna see you for a week I’ve gotta make this moment last.”
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xB held his camera tightly as reached the edge of his starter base and dropped off, unceremoniously, into the water surrounding the platform.
With a splash he let himself sink. The world muffled briefly and turned blue as he watched bubbles rise to the surface. 
He blinked, and for a moment he swore he could see wide eyes staring down at him. Keralis leaned over the edge of his base, looking down. 
But spawn was empty, the shopping district was empty. The lake was empty too, his conduit was taking care of that, and his base was very, very empty. 
He swam back to the shore, camera in hand, tail pushing him lazily through the water.
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He naturally retreated to the back of the group as Grian started his speech to announce the already-obvious winner of the turf war. 
xB didn’t really care who won though, they had all had fun, that was what mattered to him. He glanced around at the other hermits and knew he wanted a picture of this. 
The whole group was smiling, clearly tired from all of the games, but it was the good kind of tired. xB felt it too. 
He turned around and messed with his old camera, quickly holding it up to snap a picture of the whole group, the score board already half lit-up in the background. 
The click of his camera wasn’t heard through the laughing and cheering and joking of the crowd. He nestled the produced image into his hoodie pocket and tuned back in for the rest of Grian’s speech. 
False was stood to his right, and… and Etho to his left? Or cub? 
The rest of the memory dissolved into fuzziness, the details melting into hazy laughter, cheering and fireworks. 
xB was left staring at the picture clutched in his hands. Water had dripped down onto it, now distorting the image itself. He blinked. It didn’t clear.
His hoodie was wet, the same as his hair and fins, dripping water onto the deepslate floor and into a small puddle at his knees. 
All of his polaroids were scattered in front of him. 
xB was alone. 
He knew that he was alone. xB had been alone before. He knew how to be alone. He would go so far as to say that he was actually very good at it. 
One of the things about being alone, xB had noticed - and because he was so good at being alone, he would guess that he was right - is that it really took a while until you realised it.
xB knew that he was alone, but he hadn’t really known until he had crawled back to his base, soaking with river water, and sifted through pictures that stared back. 
He didn’t know what he was looking for. The pictures stared back with smiles and laughter. A line dangling bait in front of him, of a place he could never go back to. A time he could never have back, distorted in his memory. Friends he might never get back. 
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The raft swayed gently with the movement of the ocean. 
One of the things about being out at sea, xB knew, is that you were always, very, very alone. 
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