i finished it, was kicked out of the game, and then spent the next 10 minutes drawing this. i will now go take a shower, most likely cry, and then go through the emotional turmoil of convincing myself to reset so i can do a geno run. i hate it here :D
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The Favor
When Youngblood became a ghost he actually didn't think he would be so lonely. It was stressful and annoying, being so young, watching the years go by but never being able to move on or change. He was a child who died, and the only way for him to feel like a child again was to play.
But even then he felt invisible. That made his powers listen to his wishes and cause no adult to see him. And maybe that was for the better, adults were scary, adults could hurt you. They wouldn't understand.
Meeting the other ghosts was both a blessing and a curse. Everyone saw him as a kid, some thought he was annoying and others played with him. He was grateful to Ember for spending so much of her time being a pirate, but he didn't want to take up so much of her time. It made him feel guilty.
When Danny became King and the ghost kid heard that he was destined to help the other ghosts, Youngblood plucked up his courage and asked him for a favor: Find him a friend. One alive that wanted to play and never get bored of it.
Danny took the task very seriously, looking for all possible candidates, avoiding ghosts. Until he found a more or less suitable friend: Klarion. He was older than Youngblood but seemed to be just as bored. Clockwork looked at him in dismay at his solution to the problem but didn't stop him.
This led to the Justice League being defeated by Klarion, who had taken over the Watchtower and seemed to be happily talking to air. He was seconds away from destroying the earth or something similar with death ray, but there was nothing they could do about it.
Everyone froze when a portal opened next to the boy and someone came out asking "How are the new friends?" Before realizing the situation, the creature sighed in disappointment and destroyed the death ray with a snap of his fingers. A girl just like him came out of the portal excited ignoring everyone and began to talk to the air. Klarion seemed to be following the conversation.
Danny watched Youngblood talking to Dani and Klarion, he knew that his cousin could be good company, but he hadn't contacted her before due to her travels and status as a halfa (the probability of destroying the world was there too); well, now Youngblood had two friends (that solved the problem) but- how did he prevent them from ending the world? Or worse, from terrorize innocent cosplayers?
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persona misogyny is so fucking wild. ignoring literally everything else about the entire rest of the games, every single s.link with a female character is like “entirely for having been born a woman i have had to work twice as hard for a fraction of the benefit. even now, i am stripped of my agency in a position i never wanted in the first place” and/or “i’m put on a pedestal by the people in my life because of my looks. men see me as an object to be conquered, women hate me for ‘stealing’ ‘their’ men. if i’m withdrawn i’m a bitch, if i’m friendly i’m easy. because of this, i’m alone” and/or “because of my personality or hobby or lack of cooking skills, i feel like i’m failing at femininity. if being a woman is something i can fail at, then where does that leave me? i’m scared at the loss of my identity and place in society”
like very consistently they present female characters with complex thoughts towards their place in society as women, femininity as a whole, and facing issues stemming from misogyny, and then the payoff is always “my problems were entirely my own fault. i wasn’t strong enough, i was a coward. but now, i’m gonna work hard to be exactly what society expects me to be (which is what i want to be)! i’m gonna do better at femininity (which is still something tangible i can fail at)! i’m going to try hard at making friends (which was my fault for not doing)! all my problems are solved through personal responsibility (that im totally culpable for), effort (which i previously was not putting in), or you, a man! i am Happy and Satisfied with this outcome, can i be Your woman?”
and like hello? why are we here. what the fuck are we doing. why do we keep doing this every single time. can we not do the constant lukewarm attempts at criticizing misogyny so you can jerk off to your own thoughtfulness, while ultimately reinforcing patriarchal systems and brushing off any deeper misogyny-bred issues as a lack of deference to one’s rightful place in society? like maybe don’t do that? for fucking once? just an idea
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I think what might actually help the families of trans loved ones is to actually engage with where the trans person is at - especially if the family isn't quite understanding yet. When I came out, I was completely alone in figuring out my manhood. I had peers and I had exposed myself to so many trans people who explored gender, and while it was amazing, it isn't quite the same at times. I grieve quietly, sometimes, about all the missed opportunities that might have just made it easier for my family to have seen how utterly happy I was. It took them a very long time to actually notice that I was happy, especially once I got on testosterone. I'm lucky that they saw that happiness eventually, and slowly accepted it. My manhood is completely detached from their influence, both to my relief and chagrin. It's sad to me that I learned to shave from a kind online stranger, somebody who didn't even have a father and yet, I do. I have a father. I grieve at the loss of a potential shared experience. I grieve about the pain I went through when I was in that stage of transition, especially because it was raw and vulnerable. I grieve that many trans people today are traversing the path I had to, because it's sometimes lonely (even when you do have other forms of support).
It's hard to know that I will never have gotten my sense of being from my family. In many ways, it has severed a lot of connection with them because there were so many times that I was begging them to see happiness when they were focused on the idea that I was almost in a state of purgatory - flesh which felt warm but held no familiarity to them. I don't harbor ill-will toward them, I hope I don't leave the impression that I despise them. I understand what they felt, even if I can't conceptualize it myself. However, it's a raw wound in my heart, and I don't want to leave anybody else feeling that way, either.
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// Blood tw // — Azulon and Hama fanart
last year I abstained,
this year I devour.
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Reading the webtoon and…
Does this imply that Kim Dokja also tried to write a questionnaire for her to fill in since she wouldn’t speak to him, that either he 1) never gave her in the end (especially if he couldn’t find her after she was released) or 2) gave it to her and she STILL refused to answer?
Because that is so so so so awful. It was already bad but if he tried so many ways to get her to speak and she still gave him no response, regardless of her reasoning… isn’t that still directly choosing to cut herself fully out of his life? Why in the hell did she lie for his sake and allow him to visit her if she wanted to never speak to him again?
I know everyone claims Kim Dokja is just like her in sacrificing himself for loved ones, but at least he tries his best to stay with them and to keep them in his life. He still chooses sacrifice, but it’s not because he intends to never return. He always returns (even if much later than planned).
The only time this differs is with 51%, when he STILL tried his best to stay with them - at least as much as he could.
I sometimes like Lee Sookyung, but I am mostly still SO mad at her for completely ignoring her child since he was 8 years old. Especially when he must have looked like shit any number of times from being mistreated and bullied by family, friends, army, employers.
But maybe that’s just the fragment in me being eternally pissed with her. She DOES love him, but like he says in the webtoon in this chapter - maybe such truths are painful enough to be false anyways, because they’re just SUCH bullshit. That’s not how affection should work, if you actually care about someone and want them to be happy.
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Still obsessing over Megs wanting to carry sparklings. I can imagine some bots thinking it's just a weird joke/phase he has and just laughing about it. Meanwhile Megs gets upset and sad when he gets denied any attempt to get knocked up or hear anyone says things about how he'd be a terrible mother. Some bots make comments about how "his body wouldn't be fit to carry" even tho he's got them thick thighs and birthing hips-
Anyway this probably makes no sense fbndnd just really thinking about angsty Megs who rlly wants to be a mommy
I can see this and in this scenario i can see Megatron going on and on about how they shouldn't restrict the right to carry post war, I'm really feeling a "g1ish megop develops post war" thing here as I've seen a fic of that and it was great
Or
Tfp megasound where they got sidetracked from their quest
Or
Mtmte megarod, post good ending
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Just Shidou
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I still really like Age of Calamity in spite of its canon divergence, because nothing brings me more joy than seeing glimpses of what the Kingdom of Hyrule was like before so much of it was vaporized!!
I read every little mission/quest text and it just makes me smile. Reading (wholesome) stories about random citizens!! Little cultural details and how different tribes interacted with each other, what the Sheikah-Royal family relationship was like...
It gave us a surface-level form of the one thing I secretly hoped TotK would let us do, which is to explore this iteration of the kingdom while it was intact. The stone tablets in Tears were so much fun but GODSSS I wish they'd have let us explore ancient Hyrule instead of just the ruins of some of it in the sky and depths.
I am after all a nerd about these games so it really is the small stuff that feeds my heart the most <33
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jason would be such a good older brother when it comes to teaching age old kid mischief like picture him in a lanky teen stage and damian age five sitting criss cross applesauce serious as hell playing concentration 64 naming venomous animals, or flipping each other off behind talia’s back,and like can you imagine the intensity of them playing hide and seek tag?
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i always think about this whenever i see a post about SIs but never end up articulating it (not my post, no energy, lost in the semantics)
-> not really into the twee-ass way people try to justify SIs like "you can write yourself being cool and badass, everyone finding you hot, cringe is dead" because it misses a huge point
you can't always be cool and badass. you can't always be likeable. and yet you still exist, do things, and experience life through your highs and lows. aren't those parts also worth acknowledging and talking about? if you only want to curate yourself or project a fantasy, that's okay--but wouldn't it be nice if your worst bits can still find empathy and support? or at the very least, still be interesting enough for others to consider?
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if choso could be useful for one thing i wish the brotherly bond was more reciprocated. like i get gege has the erase-all-emotions-and-draw-naked-macho-men disease but it would be nice for yuuji to acknowledge him as family before choso dies since he has none left? besides being like 'oh yeah. hes my brother. i guess.'
cuz im pretty sure he forgot about that dream about kaori so he either doesnt know or doesnt believe choso AND I WISH HE HAD THE MOTHER SON FIGHT IT SHOULDVE BEEN HIM THAT KILLED KENJAKU OKAY but whatever... !! 😊 i just want yuuji to really feel loved ig outside of the running joke that choso is just weird like todo. idk!
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22. …in a rush of adrenaline for seb and lewis, please
"...must feel good, looking at the top step of the podium again after all these years," Nico Rosberg is saying.
"I'm sorry?" Seb says, unapologetic, and Nico repeats his opening statement. His tone says full, indulgent enthusiasm for Seb's first victory since 2019, but his smile isn't particularly real. "Oh! Yes, it was a great race, the car - and obviously Max had the penalty, but it was a hard fight with Lewis."
Lewis is lingering, waiting, just out of shot. Seb knows without looking that he is going to want to dissect every single attempted overtake. He can't wait to watch the start. He wants to know who else had pitted before the rain had stopped. He wants to know exactly how Lewis had kept Seb behind him for ten whole laps on worn-out softs. "Well, the fans love it," Nico says. Behind him, they're chanting his name: Vettel, Vettel, Vettel. Seb waves to the crowd and is rewarded with a roar of appreciative noise. "Do you think -"
"A really hard fight with Lewis," Seb says, not listening, soaring high above the crowd, or maybe somewhere around the apex of turn six, fighting off a black Mercedes. He glances over, and Lewis grins back at him, tired - and somewhat reluctant, because Lewis doesn't like coming second any better than Seb had liked coming fifteenth or twelfth or barely inside the points for three long years - but genuine for all that. "And the team - to produce such a car this year, a car that we are capable of winning races in, of challenging for second place in the championship - I have to say thank you for all of their hard work, they made it possible and this is just the beginning. It is on!"
They're still chanting his name as he walks off camera. The surge of it carries him again into the arms of his delighted team and then sends him spinning blurry-eyed into Lewis's grip. "You good to walk?" Lewis asks, laughter in his voice.
"Yes," Seb says, choked, and pulls Lewis into a hug, a proper one without helmets in the way. Lewis pounds on his back, saying something like so fucking good out there and happy for you, Seb and couldn't believe it in that last fucking corner, man, my tyres were completely gone and it feels like coming home and people are cheering and clapping and Seb wants to kiss Lewis Hamilton, suddenly, more than anything in the world.
He's won a race, and the prize is right there for the taking. Seb takes it without thinking any further, dizzy and euphoric, holding Lewis in place with his fingers tangled in the sweat-soaked braids at the back of Lewis's head.
The kiss is long enough that Seb thinks his intent is clear, but not long enough for Lewis to have chance to really react. Probably a good thing, in public. Seb presses their foreheads together, breathless; Lewis hasn't pulled away and he's got his fists clenched in the bunched-up material of Seb's damp, sweaty fireproofs, pulling them fiercely tight against one another. "I will see you in Austria," Seb says, gleeful.
"You'll see me before that," Lewis retorts. His eyes are shining. Seb is going to kiss him again, but he's going to do it properly, out of sight of all of the cameras and the wonderful, chanting, screaming crowd. He's going to take all of the things he wants, this year: podiums, trophies, Lewis. "What, was that meant to be some kind of threat?"
It's on. It's definitely on, all of it, all the things they've never had before. Seb wraps an arm around Lewis's waist and turns them both to face the crowd. "Yes, definitely," he agrees, feeling twenty-one again and reckless with it, and Lewis's answering smile is hungry, sharp from the thrill of the chase, terrifyingly, wonderfully fond. Seb closes his eyes, and soars.
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Sell Last Twilight to me GO!
MOMENT OF PANIC AS THE PRESSURE GETS TO ME AND I FORGET EVERY SINGLE WORD I’VE EVER KNOWN IN ANY LANGUAGE SO I HOPE YOU CAN FORGIVE ME IF I STEAL SEA’S AND P’AOF’S ONES
the thing is.. i could honestly spend hours screaming about this show as i try to convince the world to give it a chance, but i do think all of my yelling can be more effectively summed up by what sea and p’aof said here. this is gonna be a story about two characters, one with disability and one with a criminal record, who, albeit in different ways, can’t see a future for themselves because our society tells them that there is no place for them in it, but by meeting each other they’re gonna come together to find a new appreciation for life and build a home in this world. so whatever people may think of the director or the actors involved in this project, i really wish everyone will be able to look past that and appreciate this show for what it is, which is ultimately a story about hope, and i think we all need some of that, especially right now
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Weird Science-style movie where a modern high school girl, who's obsessed with 80s movies, but especially one particular (made-up) 80s John Hughes-style high school comedy, and has a huge crush on its female love interest character, somehow manages some bullshit to bring that love interest character into the real world. (Maybe, in homage to the actual Weird Science, this is some nonsense involving a deliberate misunderstanding of how generative AI works.)
At first, our main girl is hype, because this character is very much along the lines of Kelly LeBrock's Lisa meets Molly Ringwald's Claire and basically her only personality traits are being hot, popular but not in a mean way, and attracted to whoever seems like the narratively appropriate scrappy underdog. Who, obviously, in this case, is Main Girl. Thanks to Character's expectations, wanting to keep Character's attention and admiration, and wanting to convince Character that she's the kind of person Character canonically likes, and also because covering for Character's presence keeps forcing her into Situations, Main Girl has to pluck up the courage to stand up to bullies, stand up to her overprotective parents, dance with Character in front of people, foment and lead a minor student rebellion against an oppressive administrative regime, etc. etc. etc.
Everything seems to be coming up Main Girl. But it all very quickly gets weird for her when she gradually comes to realise that Character basically doesn't have any will or opinions or desires of her own. So she sets out to get Character to experience what being a real person is all about, and figure out what she really wants. (And if Main Girl realises, along the way, that there are some things she never really thought all that hard about, but really doesn't like, about her favourite movie(s) and the ways they treat women...?)
By the end, of course, Main Girl has to decide to let Character go, so Character can continue to figure out who she is and what she wants outside of being romantically attached to somebody. But the things that Main Girl did over the course of the movie, thanks to Character's influence, have made her brave enough to approach another real live human girl who she figured never even knew she existed. The movie ends with Real Live Girl turning out to have seen some of what Main Girl got up to over the course of the movie, thinking Main Girl seems interesting, and agreeing that they should hang out and get to know each other better.
(Also, Main Girl shared the tech she used to bring Character into the real world with her online best friend who she met through writing fanfiction about the same movie. Only HE'S obsessed with the main scrappy underdog character who Character was the love interest for, and the very last scene ends with Scrappy Underdog standing in Online Best Friend's bedroom and asking him, "Why are you wearing a bra on your head?")
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