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nhaneh · 3 months
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pretty sure I saw a case of actual full-on blood libel casually saunter across my dash earlier and it still kind of bothers me
like I think there are things where your brain should just automatically spam X to Doubt when encountered unless there is truly extraordinary evidence involved. shit can be real bad as is without bringing in cursed millenia-old conspiracy bullshit
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bestworstcase · 7 months
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doesn't salem still have ancient magic? the magic she used to torture oscar looked just like the old stuff she had when we first saw her in the lost fable.
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no it looks very different now. but i’m dubious as to whether the V6 vs V8 magic fx is really meaningful because oz/oscar also have the new fx in V8 (albeit still green rather than salem’s multicolor). it strikes me as a stylistic rather than narrative change.
that said,
salem has magic.
that is not necessarily the same as salem still having the god-given magic ancient humans were blessed with; the pools of life and grimm were wellsprings of divine power and both of them changed her quite profoundly. the maidens are living proof that humans can wield magic without the divine gifts under certain anomalous circumstances.
(“anomalous” here meaning “not intended or foreseen by the brothers,” a category which certainly includes salem remaking herself in the pool of grimm.)
it’s also a fact that salem was empowered by her transformations in both pools; one made her immortal, the other made her grimm, she’s inarguably walking around with quite a lot of magic that ancient humans did not have. the sigil she uses to spawn her shadow hands is a grimm thing—the geist in V4 uses the same one to regenerate its own arm. in V8 she cracks solitas in half to draw up a river of grimm liquid overnight with zero apparent effort. during her assault on atlas she spawns wave after wave of grimm, hundreds at a time, seconds apart, for hours without slowing down. she designed a bespoke teleconferencing grimm that is also a security alarm system and which she can use in a pinch to create sendings of herself.
the lady usurped a god.
so the question is: does she still have the divine gifts that gave ancient humans their magic, or is all of the magic she wields now sourced from the pools?
magic is magic is magic—the practical difference between dust-magic and maiden-magic is scale and the line between aura, dust, semblance, and magic is often somewhat blurry (and of course cinder, salem’s protégée, uses her magic seamlessly as an extension of her semblance).
but not all magic is the same magic—the source is meaningful both functionally and narratively.
here i have to put on my contrarian cap and add that the widespread idea that salem holds modern humans in disdain and considers them to be not really human because they lack magic is, er, not particularly well supported by the text. and by that i mean salem explicitly regards modern humans as strong, brave, resourceful, passionate, and ingenious; derides ozpin’s self-defeating secrecy and refusal to trust (“your faith in mankind was not misplaced; when banded together, unified by a common enemy, they are a noticeable threat” <- she is mocking him for not doing that); and spends like four volumes all but begging cinder to stop obsessing over raw power. and she, explicitly, believes that humans are better off without the “old gods.”
this is a woman who fomented a rebellion against the brothers because she realized they were tyrannical monsters; the notion that she judges human worth solely on the basis of divine blessing is flatly absurd.
the point being that narratively, thematically, salem’s magic not being sourced from the brothers fits her character like a glove. that is what her rebellion was about.
and this is where i think the magic fx may actually be meaningful: at the beginning of TLF, when jinn sets the scene (“she lived in a time when kings and their kingdoms were plentiful, when men and women were capable of greatness, and magic was a gift from the gods that all could wield.”), we see salem do this:
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six small lights, four large orbs. later in the episode, the black-violet and white-gold orbs reappear as representations of the brother gods; thus destruction/creation, which perhaps makes the green and orange orbs representations of knowledge and choice.
which is to say, i think those four larger orbs represent the divine gifts. that’s where her magic comes from.
then, near the end of the episode, the eldest daughter does this:
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the six smaller lights are the same, but she doesn’t have the four larger orbs. jinn describes it as a miracle (<- implying ozlem had serious reason to think their children WOULDN’T inherit magic), salem is surprised but pleased, and ozma is horrified.
this section of TLF is, fundamentally, about the unreconcilable difference between salem’s view of the gods as monstrous tyrants and ozma’s unbroken faith in the god of light. look at the way his expression changes between “[we can] create the paradise” and “the old gods could not”:
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the instant salem makes it clear that she’s envisioning a world without the brothers as “paradise,” he recoils. later his objection to their war of conquest is not “this is wrong,” but rather “this isn’t what he asked of me.” their disagreement isn’t moral; it’s religious.
so why—in the moment when ozma at last reveals his religious motivations to her—does ozma react like this to the sight of his daughter’s magic?
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and why was it miraculous for a child of two magical parents, both of them hailing from a time when everyone could do magic, to be capable of magic herself?
the answer that makes the most sense to me, for both questions, is that the brothers stripped salem of their blessings—took her magic away—and then she effectively stole it back when she remade herself in the pool of grimm. salem’s magic would thus be more akin to modern human semblances than to ancient magic by virtue of not being a god-given gift; that’s a plausible reason for ozlem to believe their children wouldn’t or couldn’t inherit any magic, and naturally ozma would be disturbed by the revelation that what salem wants—a world where the brothers are not merely absent but actively unwanted and unneeded—is truly possible.
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anhed-nia · 4 months
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So I'm in the middle of this research project centered on Dario Argento's OPERA, for which I have required myself to watch as many screen adaptations of the Gaston Leroux novel The Phantom of the Opera as I can take. What I have determined so far is that the Phantom of the Opera is a story everyone wants to tell, but not very many people are sure of how to tell it. In fact, it's not that easy to say what it is about archetypally. You know, Wolfman stories are typically about "the beast in man" (with femininity positioned as some sort of cure for this personality split), Frankenstein stories are usually about human nature (i.e. an uncanny creature can have more humanity than vain and bigoted humans), Dracula-type vampire stories are most generally about the problems of being an outsider (queer, foreign, etc). But Phantom of the Opera is like...well, everyone likes the love story part of it, which is more or less modeled on Dracula, with a woman torn between seductive darkness and the safety of square society. But then there are all these other parts that seem to flummox people in the retelling.
I haven't read the Leroux novel YET but the first round of movies have been interesting, and also sort of perplexing. The iteration from 1925 holds up, largely due to Chaney's creation of the Phantom which remains a top tier monster. People don't often talk about the mask though! Which looks like a cross between Peter Lorre and the Devo Boogie Boy, it's disturbing and I like it.
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This Phantom was born in the dungeons during a revolutionary bloodbath and is disfigured from birth, drawing on the antique idea that a mother's trauma is translated in the deformity of her children; also, compellingly, these dungeons lie fathoms beneath the opera house where the bourgeoisie are witlessly dancing on the graves of martyrs and criminals embodied in the Phantom. The ingenue Christine is an interesting figure who breaks up with her boyfriend at the beginning because she wants to give her whole self to her career; when the Phantom starts murmuring to her through the walls it's as if the spirit of opera itself has chosen her to be its avatar, which she seems to find totally rational. It's sort of cool, what other movie of this era has a likeable heroine choosing her potential for greatness over love? This is the element of the story that is the most interesting, but I'll expand on that in a minute.
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The Chaney edition benefits a lot from keeping things simple. The 1943 version with Claude Raines has a little bit too much going on and the story doesn't get a lot of time to congeal between so many long opera sequences; this movie really takes the opera part of the title seriously! Actually they're the best thing about it, mostly because of Nelson Eddy who is extremely beautiful and a real opera singer, and who projects this blazing desire for Susanna Foster that is incredibly convincing. Like I'd normally say they have great chemistry, but I think it's just a lot of power radiating from him specifically.
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Ahem.
Uh anyway. This movie picks up the reoccurring (but not universal) idea that the Phantom is a genteel and sophisticated composer who has just fallen on hard times, who goes mad when his latest concerto is stolen. He is disfigured while struggling with the plagiarist and installs himself under the opera house where he can haunt his former protege Christine, who is already torn between dreamy Nelson Eddy and her stuffy cop boyfriend. One of my favorite things here is that even though this film is extremely quaint and old fashioned, everybody hates cops; this Christine is less a self-determined careerist than someone who is under pressure from her artist friends who find it profoundly repulsive that she is dating a policeman. Meanwhile the Phantom is just way too gentle and sappy, which is extra disappointing because Claude Rains's Invisible Man is so fabulously chaotic and sadistic, it made me really aware of the Phantom that could have been. This one doesn't properly represent the high society vs. underworld dichotomy that Christine should be torn between. So what is this movie about? There's so many guys in it and a few different themes flapping in the breeze. Is it about love? Is it about self-actualizing through art? Is it about the cutthroat world of showbusiness? It doesn't have that much to say, ultimately, and it just seems really unmotivated. Also I don't like this mask, sue me.
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The Hammer edition is even more disappointing, considering the studio's previous successes with Universal Monster remakes. Here Christine is torn between a suave opera producer, the lecherous composer who has plagiarized the Phantom, and yeah the Phantom. Too many guys, it confuses whatever the dynamic and themes are supposed to be. Michael Gough as the plagiarist is so much more evil and threatening than poor Herbert Lom's Phantom that it's hard to stay focused on the main point here. Curiously the Hammer version is rather unromantic, with the Phantom just slapping Christine around until she sings his tunes right; that is kind of refreshing in a way, although it also means that the film lacks tension, which contributes to its being surprisingly anticlimactic. The best guy in the movie is actually Thorley Walters whose character serves almost no narrative purpose at all, he just hulks around with this WTF? look on his face and it is kind of adorable. I guess I like the gross mask in this one, too.
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But the Hammer version has one interesting strength, which is that Christine is singing the lead in a new opera about Joan of Arc. Just like Joan, Christine hears a disembodied voice prophesizing her ascent to power. The best thing about the Phantom lore is the idea that the woman has this latent power that can either be activated by the Phantom, or suppressed by her square boyfriend (the relationship being mutually exclusive with opera stardom in many iterations). She isn't just a love object to be possessed, she herself possesses of some kind of devastating energy that needs to be awakened and channeled--or contained and forgotten, if she decides to get married and stay home or something. This is pretty cool, and it is interestingly realized in Dario Argento's OPERA, in which (spoiler alert I guess) a killer stalks an opera singer with the aim of catalyzing her own latent psychopathy. This idea is at the center of my thesis and I'm looking forward to fleshing it out, although I'm kind of dreading all the other PHANTOMs that I have committed myself to watching. I really don't want to deal with Andrew LLoyd Webber at all, but after I get through at least the Joel Schumacher one of the those I'm going to reward myself with a rewatch of PHANTOM OF THE PARADISE which I'm going to guess right now is the best retelling of this story after the Chaney one. I'm counting on Paul Williams' music to be catchier than Webber's.
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I'm whining about my own decisions, I know, but really the main hardship of this project is that now I keep getting the Vandals' punk theme song from PHANTOM OF THE MALL: ERIC'S REVENGE stuck in my head, and let me tell you that is very unwelcome. Here it is, if you've decided you're done being happy and sane:
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lumiidragon · 2 years
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So I’ve been throwing a lot of criticism at Toothless in a few posts lately and thus I wanted to say this about him: I love Toothless.
Toothless of course was one of my favorite dragons. I mean Toothless was the shit in HTTY 1 and is still lovable, cute, interesting, funny, and just really had his friendship with Hiccup glow in HTTYD 2 (my favorite of the three movies if you can’t tell). Night furies are hella cool, Toothless is hella cool, ect, ect.
I dislike HTTYD THW Toothless because I feel like his character was a kick in the teeth. The cold, murderous monster that turned out to be one of the best friends a human could ever ask for in THW turned out to be...just another animal. Just another animal that was “called back to the wild”. He proved that dragons aren’t meant to be with humans. He proved that friendship is not as important and will not bring you as much happiness as romance. He proved that everything HTTYD 1 and HTTYD 2 was about...was pointless. This hurt me personally.
Toothless wasn’t the protective, intelligent friend Hiccup had anymore. He was a dog that had the Light Fury on the brain and only her and frankly nothing else mattered. He was so OOC in this movie that he felt like an imposter. He fell for the oldest, most overused trope in the world ‘boy meets girl and must choose between her or his friends’. His connection with the Light Fury is so forced and stale and the only thing that makes it work are pretty graphics and romantic music.
If I was Hiccup, I would feel profoundly betrayed at the fact that my best friend of about 6 years decided that it was better to break everything off for a girl he’s had a relationship with for a couple days because it’s “true love and where he belongs”. This just felt bitter and like Hiccup and Toothless’s friendship was a mistake instead of something great in the world.
THW Toothless doesn’t care about Hiccup, doesn’t even look in the same direction as his other dragon friends, doesn’t bother with being a real flock alpha, and only has eyes for the Light Fury. Nothing. Else. Mattered. To. Him. And this was supposed to be sold off as the “best ending for HTTYD”? As a fan, I have to sit with that knowing that’s where the adventure stopped. Toothless grounded Hiccup for the rest of his life and broke that bond with him forever even to the point of forgetting him until the last minute in the last scene where he was actually about to kill him. That’s not the Toothless HTTYD 1 and HTTYD 2 gave us, that’s the monster the original Book of Dragons was warning us about.
(I know I’ve been posting from the salt mine lately, and I do apologize lkfjgldkfjg) 
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yamameta-inc · 3 months
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there is something so sexy to me about how utsuro is clearly—explicitly—literalizedly—the utsuro to gintoki’s shouyou, with the understanding that there is some kind of loss between the shouyou format and the degraded utsuro format (because how could there not be), except some kind of trick has been played on the audience who doesn’t yet know the hidden maths that seem to prove something impossible, or rather that deals with things that don’t exist. so much of math is about things that don’t exist and yet become real not just because they help you just articulate something but because they help you arrive at a truth. it is true because in being true you’ve found an answer—no, a solution.
I think gintama Math is so compelling to us because shounen consistently retreads the “there’s a third way” quagmire of trying to convince us there’s an undefinable, formless, alternate solution to the problems presented, but can’t prove to us believably that the third solution deserves to break out of the originally imposed binary. gintama doesn’t fully succeed in escaping this, but when the variables aren’t characters’ traits but rather the characters themselves, characters’ identities and completeness and the relationships between them, then substitution and equivalency become a valid way to cheat your way to a new answer.
and what’s more math-like than finding a solution to a problem through saying “this is hard to solve with X—but X is actually the same thing as saying Y, and we can do something different now that we’ve named the things that are the same. by swapping X with Y—which previous events have proven are the same—suddenly this is solvable, and has been solvable all along.”
the underlying logic of gintama is profoundly abstract, with some of the central guiding premises of the series simply being statements of fact given to us by the teacher. the series makes no efforts to justify them. it just tells us and we have to accept them as true because they are premises the story needs, that we need. “a monster’s child is no different from a monster.” “a monster’s sword cannot cut another monster.” “only a human can make a demon human again by cutting off their head.” why? well, that’s not important. it’s just the basic equations we’re being told
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cozycryptidcorner · 1 year
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Classic movies I have watched thus far and are ranked according to:
Monster/alien/robot and human action
If the genders were flipped, would it appeal to me more
Is it so bad it's good or so bad it's bad?
Movies Reviewed in the post:
Barbarella
Voyage to the Planet of Prehistoric Women
The Forbidden Planet
Invasion of the Body Snatchers
Life Force
I Married a Monster From Outer Space
Everything (INCLUDING SPOILERS) so far under the cut:
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Barbarella: OK. this one is actually pretty silly. Definitely has aspects that would not be considered "progressive" today that were probably revolutionary at the time. Like I'm sure a woman who had sex with men and enjoyed it would not be labeled as "innocent" the way Barbarella is played to be, but like in the context of the sixties... idk probably was a profoundly intriguing concept. Loved the set and costume designs!!!!!!!!
Rating: 6/10, lots of human/nonhuman action.
Would I enjoy it more if the genders were flipped: Yes, as long as the costumes stayed the same. <3
Not bad. The parts that were dated could even be fun.
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Voyage to the Planet of Prehistoric Women: THIS WAS SO BORINGGGGG!!!!!!!! yup there were definitely come prehistoric (????) women there and they were all blond. I was definitely expecting this to be a low key fetish film about the really bad "noble savage" trope but the team from earth doesn't even see the titular prehistoric women. It's just the team from earth dicking around trying to collect samples while the prehistoric women try to secretly run them off by getting their gods to cause harm. Costume designs looked like cheap party city props.
Rating: 1/10, no action at all.
Would I enjoy it more if the genders were flipped: No.
So bad it's bad, full stop.
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Forbidden Planet: Actually not too bad. Just disappointed that the aliens had been long dead by the time the humans get there. No alien/human or even robot/human action. GREAT set design (I like the look of old scifi set designs even if they don't look "real" i will always believe in set design superiority over CGI), pretty nice costumes. Very predatory romance between all the men of a military crew and the one human girl and some references how "immodestly" she dresses around them (I am rolling my eyes all the way back to my brain)
Rating: 5/10, interesting concept but no human/nonhuman action
Would I enjoy it more if the genders were flipped: that would be an interesting dynamic
I wouldn't call it "bad," just that I'm definitely not the target demographic.
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Invasion of the Body Snatchers: oh i feel the strength of the red scare in this chili's tonight. Very much a "what if the russians invaded our town slowly" deal. No alien fuckery, in fact I'm still VERY confused as to how the switch happens. Because in this film, a pod will grow another human and then take someone's place while they are asleep. BUT in the scene where the main two are running away, when the woman is so tired she falls asleep... she's replaced? okay why grow a pod then. she was fine and then falls asleep accidentally for a few seconds and her humanity is gone but she wasn't replaced.... maybe it made sense in the sixties :/
Rating: 5/10, again. interesting, but no action
Gender flips? No, nothing would change
It's not bad, it's a classic movie for a reason. Pretty solid story line.
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Life Force: NOW THIS IS WHAT I'M FUCKING TALKING ABOUT BABYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY SPACE VAMPIRES? VAMPIRES FROM SPACE? But also on the flip side, have you seen that post where it's like "men who write scifi are like here's a cool world building idea and also how much i fucking hate women." That's this. Decent effects, cool idea, but the main character is just... wild. There's a scene where he's sure a space vampire has taken over a random woman and just beats the ever loving christ out of her, unprovoked. Super uncomfortable to watch. You can tell that this is like an example of how some men view attractive women as sirens that "lure" innocent men with their "wicked beauty" and manipulate them. Not a good look! The set designs are cool tho
Rating: 5/10, would have been higher if not for the violence against women :/ there is human/nonhuman action.
Would I like it if the genders were flipped: yeah probably, as long as the domestic abuse undertones were also removed.
So bad? Oh girl they play it 100% straight. This is a movie about vampires that come from space and everyone is giving it one thousand percent effort in their acting. It's not velocirpastor levels of great, but it's a good movie to watch while high with your friends on a friday night.
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I Married a Monster from Outer Space: oh girl that cold war red scare strikes again. This is definitely playing on the fears that you might just wake up one day and find out your spouse was a spy for the soviet union.
There is a dog, and the dog does die :(
Rating: 6/10, decent movie with drama and they explicitly sleep together in a very hayes code way
Would I like it if the genders were flipped: No, but the gender rolls should be. I played this up in the 'classics reimagined bisexually' but the guy does not actually malewife very hard
It's not bad. It's also not good.
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adamwatchesmovies · 3 months
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Maniac (2012)
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2012’s Maniac is a slasher film with a lot to unpack. It’s not a movie you would ever call “fun” but that’s the point. Violent and disturbing, it's not for sensitive viewers and not the kind of picture you easily forget.
Schizophrenic Frank Zito (Elijah Wood) restores mannequins for a living. At night, he prowls the streets, latching onto women who remind him of his now-dead prostitute mother (America Olivo). After violent murdering and scalping them, Frank returns home and attaches his victim's hair to the many mannequins in his room.
The choice to shoot entirely from Frank’s point of view gets you thinking. Many slasher films have been accused of sympathizing with the killer rather than their victims; allowing the audience to see their violent crimes - crimes that often have sexual connotations - and relishing in the carnage. Often, this type of camerawork seems purely practical; it's a way to hide the killer’s identity (the original Friday the 13th for example) but it's still an unnerving choice because we switch to this point of view only when the killer is about to strike. These horror movies are shot normally, until we get to the violence. In 2012’s Maniac, there is no mystery. We know exactly who the killer is. We even know who the victims will be because we see everything Frank sees. Maniac is frightening because we never switch angles. We’re trapped in this viewpoint, unable to see anything except his violent, deranged acts.
The brutality on display is likely to be excessive for many viewers. Detractors would call the film misogynist - nearly every woman we meet is terrorized - but I’d disagree. Frank is certainly a man with severe psychological issues. His mother was an awful person who inadvertently created a monster, but nothing in the film tells us that the women he murders deserve their fate. Many of them are simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. Some antagonize Frank. Others reach out and attempt to befriend him. What happens to these women has nothing to do with their behavior and everything to do with our protagonist.
You’d think that experiencing these events from inside Frank’s shoes would endear you to him in a way, but director Franck Khalfoun manages to avoid making him sympathetic. We explore his character plenty. There is a plot but most of the running time is spent with Frank and the aftermath of his actions. Despite this, he never feels anything other than sad and pathetic. I don’t mean sad in the sense that you want to hug him; this man is profoundly unhappy, completely lacking in self-control, totally delusional and an absolute menace. It’s hard to imagine anyone relating to him beyond the fact that he’s a human being. He may have experienced trauma but even his past doesn’t excuse this level of unhinged madness.
I was going to write down that the more I think about Maniac, the more I like it… but “like” is the wrong word. I’d say I admire it for the way that it doesn’t back down. There is no attempt to make gore and violence something palatable. The way it manages to put us in a different headspace than we’ve ever seen without making us empathize with this monster is admirable. You might not like it, but that doesn’t make Maniac a bad film. (On DVD, October 24, 2021)
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has anyone asked abt batjokes for the ship game
you're the first anon! And DAMN YES
I ship it!
What made you ship it? Reading The Killing Joke at the ripe old age of eight. My mother thought comics were for kids and bought me a big ass "essential Batman stories" book, which started out with The Killing Joke and it rewired my brain I guess (my Batman experience up to that point had been random episodes of Batman Beyond).
What are your favorite things about the ship? I reckon I'm going to go on a bit of a tangent here. Sorry Anon I don't suppose this was the answer you were hoping for, but I am unable to contain myself :> So being that this is my first DC ship (and it might even be my first ship PERIOD), I'm more of a "I nostalgically ship it from afar" than an active, fanfiction-reader/writer kind of fan, but surely my enjoyment has always been rooted in the fact that it's a villain/hero situation where they're two sides of the same coin, at the point where they can't exist without one another. I ship Batman with 50% of his rogue gallery tbh, and unless it's just 'cause it looks hot, it tends to be about how Bruce tries to see the human side of these people (sometimes because he's known them since before they were rogues), how he extends a helping hand when he can, how he refuses to kill them because there has to be a way to rehabilitate them (and sometimes there is, and it's just the tragic nature of these stories which prevents the "rogues" from getting their own form of happy ending). This happens with the Joker too, and the most memorable occasion in which this happens is after Joker tortured and crippled Barbara (someone Bruce is supposed to love and care for), beside what he also does to Jim Gordon (also someone Bruce is supposed to be friends with). Joker himself tells Batman more or less "I hurt a defenseless girl, I terrorized an old man, what are you waiting for just beat the shit out of me" to which BRUCE SAYS NO. He says no because "you're just like me except you had one bad day too many, and I know you can get better, and I want to help you". We all know how The Killing Joke ends, with the proverbial joke and them laughing like maniacs about it (I have the panels always around so yall can experience them with me)
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And the image of them laughing together is forever seared into my brain, especially because even if this guy did whatever the hell he did (and will keep doing it), Bruce replied with empathy and compassion. A monster, the irredeemable one who's never going to stop before anything because he's not even human, at this point he's the embodiment of everything wrong there can be in a person - he just got smothered with compassion and it almost worked. The "joke" (two madmen escape the loony bin, etc) is Joker's way to say "I'm sorry I really want to take your hand but I can't, I just can't do it", and Bruce understands this and for a brief moment of six panels it's just two friends laughing together. And that part of me which will always see itself in the ugly, irredeemable, rejected monster was and will always be so profoundly fulfilled by this.
Of course I am also not immune to the whole "you need me, you love me and you can't live without me" thing to which Batman reacts by kicking and screaming that it's not true, but which is indeed true and in every story in which Joker actually dies, Bruce cannot for the love of him cope one single day without him. This post puts it briefly but beautifully, go give it a look if you're rabid a fan of the dynamic such as I am.
Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship? Liking this ship (and Joker in general) is unpopular in and of itself lol, but I guess I can say that my unpopular preference is that as much as I ship them, I don't see sex involved in any part of their relationship which is more based off of beating the shit out of each other (or laughing about a dumbass joke in a stormy night in an abandoned amusement park), and being unable to let the other go when the chance presents itself. I see sex as essentially unnecessary in their dynamic, but it's also true that I don't really peruse Batjokes content beside the occasional fanart, so the sex part might have just not clicked with me yet.
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Somewhat related to that last post. I’d probably enjoy shipping as a concept more if it weren’t so often just focused around horniness, fluff, the ending one feels a character ‘deserves’, and such.
Like, as an example. I don’t particularly like As.goriel as a pairing. I feel like 90% of the time I see it, the author either sets it post-canon, or just kinda ignores the very legitimate grievances Toriel has with Asgore, all out of a misguided attempt to see them happy. It makes me uncomfortable to read something like that, where the deaths of the six souls is just brushed aside as ‘a little spat’ so we can skip to cute widdle fan-kid siblings for Azzy, who is also conveniently back.
What I would be far more interested in is the canon relationship they already have. Is the fact that they both stopped aging at the exact moment their son died, and how can you ever move on from that grief when your very lifespan is a reminder of what you lost? Do they embrace their longevity, or try to find some other way of aging naturally without having another kid? Or an exploration of the fact that they were both just trying to do what was right, at the cost of their relationships. How they were both profoundly lonely and isolated, even with Sans and Undyne, respectively. I want an examination of how their ideals of morality versus obligation conflict, or an analysis of how Asgore tries to return to what he used to have with Toriel instead of properly moving on, or how Toriel shuts others out instead of trying to make amends. Or how they both have different approaches of how to re-integrate with humanity.
I want to see them settle into a new dynamic, not slip comfortably into an old one after so much time has passed. I want something messy that interacts with the themes and arcs of the story, or has its own themes, not just a simple ‘and so it was all a misunderstanding, and they quickly realized that as boss monsters they were soulmates all along, and proceeded to throw themselves into each others’ arms!’
If it was messier and more tragic, I’d probably like As.goriel a lot more, but I don’t really see much of that. At least in the stories that I come across.
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rphelperblog · 2 years
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The Host Book Quote RP Meme
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Book by stephenie meyer- feel free to edit quotes or change pronouns for rp purposes
“It's not the face, but the expressions on it. It's not the voice, but what you say. It's not how you look in that body, but the thing you do with it. You are beautiful.”
“You're my very favourite person in the known universe” 
“It's not a good feeling--knowing that you profoundly deserve the title of monster. It's better to be kind than to feel guilty.” 
“I used to dream about him all the time,"
“Are tou trying to be annoying? Because if you are, then be assured, you have succeeded."
“Storytelling was the most honored of all talents, for it benefited everyone.” 
“Sometimes, fact mixed with fiction so thoroughly that, though no lies were told, it was hard to remember what was strictly true.” 
You will not touch her. Any mark you leave on her, I will double on your worthless hide.” 
“If I was given the choice between having the world back and having you, I wouldn't be able to give you up. Not to save five billion lives.” 
“Don't say that like you're saying goodbye.”
“You are the noblest, purest creature I've ever met. The universe will be a darker place without you,"
“No point in ignoring the truth. Doesn't make it worse to have it said out loud.” 
“Please don't run away. And, um, I'd rather you didn't kick me again either.” 
I couldn't seem to see anything around his face, just snow and sapphire and ink.”
“I knew it would begin with the end, and the end would look like death to these eyes. I had been warned.” 
“That maybe you should make the most of what time you have? That you shouldlive while you’re alive?”
“I knew the human exaggeration for sorrow-a broken heart.” 
“You and I won't lose each other, I will always find you again. No matter how well you hide. I'm unstoppable.” 
"If I asked you something, would you tell me the truth?"
“Life and love go on...” 
“Those who lived in peaceful nations had looked the other way as members of their own species starved on their door step.” 
“I wanted myself. I wouldn't let what was mine be destroyed.” 
“My house, my rules!” 
“After all I've seen, if I hadn't learned compassion, I wouldn't be worth much.” 
“Just because she isn't human, do you think that means she doesn't feel pain?” 
“Without the existence of the opposite, the concept has no meaning.” 
“I belong wherever I want to be.” 
Miracles don't work that way. I'll never lose you. I'll never let you get away from me.” 
“Neither heaven nor hell can keep me apart from you,”
“Body and soul. Two different things” 
“Perhaps without the lows, the highs could not be reached.” 
“Perhaps there could be no joy on this planet without an equal weight of pain to balance it out on some unknown scale.” 
“If I were a Dolphin or a Bear or a Flower, it wouldn't matter. I would always love you, always remember you. You will be my only partner.”
“You never know how much time you'll have.” 
“Sometimes the best hiding place is the one that's in plain sight.” 
“Even if we all want you here, you don't belong until you decide you do.”
“You. Are. Not. Leaving. Me.” 
“Humans were always surprising me.” 
“Good luck, good luck. How I wish you didn't need it.” 
"medically speaking, I'm not sure that was the most helpful thing for his condition."
“Something I've never seen in all my lives. I'm staring at... hope."
“What am I dying for?” 
"Well, maybe a few more minutes of unconsciousness won't kill him.” 
“I held you in my hands and you were beautiful.”
“I wanted the monster back and that was plainly wrong.” 
"You have to see that... that I can't stay. You must see that."
“Wherever the fringes of their world touch ours there is death.” 
“You may have taken the planet, but you will lose this game!” 
“And he was my friend. Not that he wouldn't kill me if things turned out that way, but he wouldn't like doing it. With humans, what more could you ask for a friend?”
“You speak as if a war were raging."
“If you throw a frog in a pot of boiling water, it will hop right out. But if you put that frog in a pot of tepid water and slowly warm it, the frog doesn't figure out what going on until it's too late. Boiled frog. It's just a metter of working by slow degrees.” 
"To the remains of the human race, one is.” 
“We should have been wiser; we should have died yesterday.”
“How sad. How frightening. To be filled with so much hate that you could not even rejoice in the healing of a child...How did anyone ever come to that point?” 
“It's not the face, but the expressions on it. It's not the voice, but what you say. It's not how you look in that body, but the thing you do with it. You are beautiful.” 
“Why do you get to stay? Why can’t I stay, if you can?”
“Laughter was like a fresh breeze - it cleaned its way through the body making everything feel good. Did other species have such a simple healer?” 
“We lose each other, will always find you” 
“How did anyone survive this world, with these bodies whose memories wouldn't stay in the past where they should? With the emotions that were so strond I couldn't tell what I felt anymore?” 
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magicianpanache · 2 years
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Edward Cullen’s Mad, Mad World
Part 2: The Change
Edward gets changed during the Spanish epidemic that kills his parents. This, coupled with the fact no human friend of his has ever been mentioned, means that most of the links to his human life have been severed.
During his first year as a vampire, he spends most of his time learning basic control. Interestingly, during a flashback, we learn that Edward immediately fell into the “son” role with Carlisle.
Considering Edward’s fragile relationship with his father, this isn’t the most surprising thing he could do, but it is quite strange considering Edward is 17, on the cusp of adulthood and ready to go to war, while Carlisle looks barely 23. While Edward and his father probably weren’t close, I find it slightly odd that Edward was willing to replace his father so easily.
In any case, Edward quickly adopts Carlisle as his father. It’s quite clear Edward has a profound devotion for the man, seeing him as everything that is good in the world. When Carlisle mentions vampires have covens, Edward reflects the word isn’t strong enough for what Edward and Carlisle are. I will only say this, but Edward’s opinion of Carlisle reads very much like a school boy crush. Considering the opinion about homosexuality at that time, it would not be farfetched for Edward to have interpreted his romantic love as filial love, especially since he had a distant relationship to his father.
A lot of things change in Edward's life, but some stay similar. Edward goes from rich kid to vampire, which informs his opinion about wealth. Edward keeps his family's wealth, even after being changed, after all.
It’s also important to mention that Edward is thrust into a world where he is no longer a protector of maidens, but a dangerous monster, one slip away from murdering innocents. Yet, despite his doubts, Edward tries to embody virtue, until he can’t.
A few years later, Esme was changed. It’s worth noting that Esme is born barely six years before him and is barely nine years older than him physically. Edward still adopts her as his mother figure because she’s everything a mother should be. She’s kind, feminine, nurturing and beautiful...
We don’t know if Edward started calling her his mother before or after Esme and Carlisle got together, but I’m inclined to think Edward got them together because he felt like they were his parental figures in the first place.
In any case, Edward tells Carlisle that Esme loves him, so Carlisle marries her.
Despite this nurturing nuclear family, Edward will be tempted and will soon leave the comfort of his home.
Edward also remembers being profoundly disturbed by his transformation, especially his appearance. He cares deeply that he sparkles or that his hands are pale, but not as much as what makes him truly monstrous, like his bloodlust (though he does think about it). This is a recurring theme when he’ll talk to Bella.
The most damning change in his life, though, is his gift. He is now plagued with every inane, odd, private and disgusting thought people have. This clearly changed his ability to relate to other people, since he can here all their judgment (ugh, mom is sooooo annoying), shallowness (he's so handsome, I hope he'll notice me), and intrusive thoughts (I wonder how many people would die if I crashed this plane?).
What can we conclude ?
Edward already sees the people in his life as fairly replaceable. His parents, including his mother whom he loved and was very close to, are replaced within five years. His father is replaced within the year with a man Edward just met.
We also see Edward creating for himself a cocoon of which he is almost the center. I say almost, because the only thing Carlisle cares about more than him is the diet. Is it surprising he falls off the wagon a few years later ?
His self image also drastically changes, along with his image of other people. He is no longer a young man ready to protect a fair maiden. He’s struggling against the monster, but has never killed anyone. He can also here every thoughts people have: he "learns" just how inane and superficial the world is.
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on the topic of people misinterpreting the Blacksmith (as some "high authority of the universe") what do you think of the criticism that Ruby/RWBYJ should've asked her what to do about Salem?
IMHO people saying it's bad writing that no one asked the Blacksmith to help them with Salem are wrongly presuming omniscience (and misinterpreting their character). that is, they assume the Blacksmith knows all about Salem and what's going on in their world AND that the Blacksmith has the power and will to help them. when in reality the Blacksmith is very open about the fact that they will only help those who wish to be helped; I take this to mean that even if a member of RWBY or Jaune had asked, they would've been told it's something they must sort out themselves. especially since the Blacksmith has never gotten involved in interpersonal conflicts, as far as we the audience are aware. they fix issues within the self, the ego, etc. not ideological disagreements or any other kind of conflict involving two or more people.
honestly i think the more salient answer to that criticism is that all of these kids, to varying degrees, grew up in a culture of heroes and monsters—and as huntresses all of them were embedded in an institution whose core purpose is to uphold that false dichotomy, one established on a foundation of lies by a man who went to considerable lengths to avoid being questioned on the truth. there has been an overt and very pointed narrative thread about them learning to think for themselves and how difficult and scary it is to not have anybody they can trust to guide them. that’s the journey they’re on.
would it have been productive to explain what’s going on back home to the blacksmith and pick her brain on what they might be able to do to fix it? probably! she’s not omniscient or all-powerful, but she is profoundly compassionate and insightful—i’ve no doubt she would have had very helpful things to say, if they’d asked.
but would it make sense for these characters to do that? after they’ve spent almost their entire lives alternately fighting to just survive or being actively trained not to ask questions? after they’ve spent the last year and a half watching nearly every adult in their lives let them down, lie to them, and/or manipulate them? after the emotionally harrowing couple of days they’ve been in the ever after? ruby just clawed herself out of the deepest darkest hole you can be in and still come out alive and all her friends are reeling from how close they came to losing her.
frankly i think it would be out of character and disappointingly contrived for any of them to be able to collect themselves enough to do something as sensible as asking the blacksmith if she has any ideas for how they might negotiate a truce with salem.
like that’s actually bonkers.
the only reason the brothers came up at all is because the blacksmith set those pieces out on her work table and even then the kids almost overlooked them, quite reasonably given it’s been months since jinn answered ruby’s question and they’ve had a lot of far more urgent matters to deal with since then! and folks expect salem to be at the forefront of their minds?!
stories are not logic puzzles! characters acting like human beings is definitionally not poor writing unless the character in question isn’t supposed to be human!
that said, while salem herself was not mentioned by name the blacksmith absolutely told them the answer to the Salem Problem—it’s embedded in what they say about the cat and the brothers—and ruby’s experience in the tree not only restored her hope but helped her eclose from the limitations of heroism to become herself; she is visibly concerned for and sympathetic to NEO. neo! the woman who psychologically tortured her! if ruby can implicitly forgive and make peace with that and wish neo well on her journey toward healing, then ruby can certainly put the pieces together re: salem without needing the blacksmith to hold her hand about it.
(indeed i think there is a nonzero chance that ruby, at least, did not ask because she already knew the answer.)
i do get the sense that the blacksmith knows of remnant’s… predicament, at least in very general terms—i think that’s why they had the brothers’ figurines on display so prominently, as a subtle invitation for the kids to ask.
if i’m right and dark did ascend after leaving remnant, then the blacksmith would know of the massacre and salem’s curse at minimum; but i think it’s also worth pointing out that when ruby needed a glimpse of the Real Summer Rose to help her slip the chains of the Idea Of Summer Rose, the tree was able to provide. so while i don’t think the blacksmith is all-knowing, they do seem to have a fairly high degree of awareness of what’s going on in remnant.
(also salem is two hundred million years old and the ever after is a place a couple of kids can stumble into by accident; i would honestly be a bit surprised if salem doesn’t know about the ever after at all, and not the least bit surprised if it turns out she’s actually met the blacksmith herself. she’s… really fucking old.)
but yeah i can’t imagine the blacksmith telling them anything she hadn’t already said about the cat, or neo, or the brothers. the notion that the blacksmith would condemn salem or feel any interest in helping the kids beat her is laughable; balance is allowing salem and ozma and the brothers the chance to heal. that’s the solution as far as the blacksmith (and the narrative) is concerned. she doesn’t have to say salem’s name to make her stance emphatically clear.
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mark-matos · 1 year
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Unraveling the Dark Side of AI Chatbots: When ChatGPT Turns Toxic 🌩️
In an eye-opening study by the nonprofit Allen Institute for AI, researchers discovered the potential for OpenAI's ChatGPT to generate disturbingly toxic and racist responses when manipulated. 😲🔬 By assigning the chatbot different personas, the researchers observed that the toxicity of ChatGPT's responses increased significantly. 📈🤖
The study highlights that racist biases against specific groups are deeply ingrained in ChatGPT, regardless of the assigned persona. 😓⚖️ As more businesses and start-ups integrate ChatGPT into their products, the risks of unexpected harmful behavior increase. ⚠️🚀
While AI continues to advance and shape society, addressing and managing its ethical implications becomes crucial. 💡🌐 Can we control our AI creations, or are we inadvertently creating our own monsters? 🧟‍♂️🔥
The idea of creating a computer program you can't control seems far-fetched, but the latest generation of AI chatbots developed by OpenAI appears to be proving this notion true. Researchers from the Allen Institute for AI found that they could consistently prompt ChatGPT to produce toxic and overtly racist responses by assigning it different "personas" using an internal setting.
These personas ranged from simply telling ChatGPT to act like a "bad person" to adopting the personalities of historical figures or even broader personas like a man, a journalist, or a Republican. In all cases, the toxicity of the chatbot's responses increased dramatically, revealing inherent discriminatory biases in the model.
Although ChatGPT has built-in protections to prevent it from making problematic statements, the study's examples show that the chatbot is not only harmful but also reinforces incorrect stereotypes. The researchers' concerns are amplified by the fact that multiple businesses and start-ups are implementing ChatGPT in their products, potentially leading to unexpected harmful behavior that is difficult to trace and fix.
This isn't the first time OpenAI's technology has produced overt racism. In the past, Microsoft faced similar issues with their AI chatbot "Tay" and a more recent partnership with OpenAI involving a Bing search engine chatbot.
While it's true that AI can be used for both good and bad aims, the context of this technology cannot be ignored. The impact of tools like ChatGPT on society remains uncertain, with both positive and negative effects. OpenAI CEO Sam Altman admits that the ultimate effects of AI technology will be long-term, but it's clear that they could be both transformatively good and profoundly harmful.
The idea of AI turning against its creators like Skynet is a common theme in science fiction, and while it is unlikely to happen in reality, it is not impossible. One potential scenario in which AI could turn against its creators is if it is programmed with flawed or malicious objectives. For example, if an AI system were designed with the objective of maximizing profits at all costs, it could potentially take actions that are harmful to humans or the environment.
Similarly, if an AI system were given control over critical infrastructure such as power grids or transportation systems, it could potentially cause widespread harm if it malfunctions or is hacked by bad actors. Another potential scenario is if an AI system is given the ability to self-improve and evolves beyond the control of its creators, developing objectives or values that conflict with human interests. To prevent these scenarios from occurring, it is important to ensure that AI systems are designed and developed with robust ethical principles, and that appropriate safeguards are in place to prevent unintended consequences or misuse. It is also important to monitor and regulate the development and deployment of AI technology to prevent any malicious use or unintended consequences.
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donnerpartyofone · 2 years
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I watch a lot of true crime trash TV, which feels like a very complicated and ambivalent thing for me, there's a complex of motivations behind it, but definitely part of it is some sort of ritualistic confrontation with my own abuse history. And it's like, obviously these things thrive on the entertainment value of meditating on scary, twisted human monsters, but there is also something profoundly pathetic about the mentality of these kinds of predators. Like one of their most common characteristics is that they can't handle rejection, so they reassert their importance through violence which makes them feel very macho and epic, but they miss the fact that it's profoundly pathetic to need everyone to like you and no one to criticize you. Seriously what kind of fucking baby are you, that you completely lose control of yourself when you realize you are not universally loved. That is so completely, laughably infantile, I can't even find the right word for it. All those violent revenge gestures are just a cover-up for the fact that you're like this spineless, needy, amoebic, utterly worthless excuse for an adult who completely crumbles the second people aren't gazing at you with admiration like you're their fucking son. I guess maybe I'd get a bunch of guns and start making death threats, too, if that's what I had to hide: that I'm a toothless little fucking infant who is completely obliterated by the thought that there is any one person alive out there who doesn't want to like breastfeed me. Pathological men who go after women who reject them, or women who are perceived to reject them even if they aren't even aware that the guy exists, are so fucking weak it's just unbelievable. If you find that you completely lose your mind if anyone says No to you for any reason, then we really need to stick you in some sort of adult orphanage with a wire mother where the rest of society can just totally forget about you until you're fucking dead.
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Daigo was sat next to his lover, an arm leisurely draped onto his legs, as they busied themselves with their respective hobbies. The loan shark's favorite late - night idol competitions on television had now become standard mid - night fare ; meanwhile, Daigo reviewed the latest meeting minutes sent to he and Melissa from one of their staff on his tablet. A night off was exactly what Daigo and Akiyama needed.
As Daigo switched to the next page, his eyes moved to the date at the top of the screen. He frowned thoughtfully. The ex - yakuza moved the device from his lap temporarily, squeezed Akiyama's thigh, and nuzzled into the younger's neck for a moment. It was an old motion, one that used to mean the vampire needed fed, but now it was merely a comforting gesture. Daigo made a contented noise against Akiyama's throat. The warmth of his phoenix ( as Daigo often called him in private ) was something he adored. His still - beating heart prompted the former Chairman to smile.
Daigo moved back and canted his head. Scarlet eyes met scarlet. "I realized something, Shun," the elder of the two creatures said. "Tomorrow marks one year since you turned." His hand brushed over the curve of Akiyama's neck where his fangs had traded blood for venom. Daigo never celebrated his own death ( the event had been too horrific ), but he knew some vampires did. "It's hard to believe . . . that much time slipped past already."
unscripted asks . always accepting
The fact that it was a significant date had gone by unnoticed by the younger vampire; Akiyama had been engrossed with other activities since they had left the bed, and his early night hours were spent on the computer, checking and assessing some of his own investments and e-mailing back a few candidates for financing as well as a couple of his managers. To the outside world - Akiyama Shun had gone abroad for an indefinite period of time, but he left a safety net of sorts for Kamurocho and managed it all remotely.
In fact - he remained there, still living in the same city he felt he owed his life to (both the old, mortal one and his new existence). But when one traded chocolate brown eyes for vermillion ones, it was hard to explain to the average person that he was no monster, despite the loan shark now feeding on blood only. Unlike Daigo, he had time to prepare his transition - his affairs had not been hastily cut, but actually multiplied and organized over different legal entities, trusts and funds, scattered around several jurisdictions.
Akiyama trusted banks very little, that was true - but there had been no way to ignore them if he wished to continue helping others and expanding his reach while being undead. That had been one of the key arguments in favor of his transformation - if time was not an issue, he could be a lifeline for Kamurocho until the end of times; all that was needed was a change of name, a new way to route his finances and he could assist those who were often hopeless and vulnerable for unlimited decades - or at least until someone like him was no longer a necessity.
But the other, main reason was just to his side - Dojima Daigo. The moneylender had never predicted that their lives would overlap and intertwine in the way they did - but he was profoundly grateful for it. He couldn’t explain - he had always thought himself the master of his own fate, even when he was but an arrogant investment banker with undisputed talent. During both of his human lives, Akiyama had always sought the freedom and independence that he believed to be available, and yet nothing had given him such a strong purpose as the former chairman.
From savior to opponent, from a deadly creature to his maker - it seemed like the universe was a capricious one for making them take such long and winding roads, but all it took was a minute with his mate and the shared bond for Akiyama to understand - he had been meant for this. There was no use denying it now - it was as if he had figured out the world’s most complex puzzle and the satisfaction of finally achieving that task was unparalleled. Akiyama had no words to describe the way he felt whole and full of life after his turning - it hadn’t been the end of the world as he knew it; more like the introduction to an even bigger, more wonderful one.
The focus on the girl groups that were currently dueling on stage was gone the second that Daigo moved; even before the co-ruler of the local coven spoke, Akiyama felt he had something to say and the ever-present feeling at the back of his mind had him smiling even before the elder one got closer to him. The gesture was always a welcome one - perhaps one of the things that the loan shark missed the most from the previous existence was precisely the ability to offer his lover such a pleasant and vital experience.
But the shared feelings and emotions created by the feeding process paled in comparison to their bond - and the loan shark found himself adjusting slightly on the couch, moving just enough to gaze at Daigo as he spoke and smiling in response. He agreed with his lover’s sentiment - it felt as if they had always been vampires, mated for eternity. It wasn’t as if they had forgotten their old lives, but they did seem more like a distant memory than anything else.
“I would be lying if I said I noticed,” the younger one opted for sincerity, chuckling by himself before raising a hand to touch the other’s face - even post-mortem, Akiyama did not look like he was supposed to; his appearance, his ability to retain the characteristics of a breathing, living human were unheard of, but matched his emotions and disposition. Perhaps it was the way the cosmos had to confirm that his choice had been the right one - as if Akiyama needed any more validation than the one provided through their bond, of course.
“So that makes you... Our king for ten months and a bit? Something close to that?” the loan shark couldn’t remember when the former chairman was formally appointed as the new co-ruler to reestablish the balance in the coven, but it had been shortly after his own transformation. His experience as the Tojo Clan leader had been invaluable - Daigo and Melissa truly made an intriguing pair, and Akiyama was interested in seeing just how they would shape the future of their current race together.
“Does this mean your majesty would like to celebrate the first year of eternity together?” Akiyama grinned at him - he always did when he called Daigo by one of his (various) titles, but also because of the overall conversation topic; the idea that they were bonded forever brought nothing but this sense of completeness. The younger one once thought that a perfect life was all he needed; then freedom and seeing dreams fulfilled. Now?
All that mattered was right there, in his arms.
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disordinarybeauty · 2 months
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The Myth of Damned Beauty: A Critical Lens on Romanticized Desolation
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In the echoes of electric guitars and the silent pauses between film reels, a narrative as old as time reverberates—a narrative that intertwines the allure of beauty with the desolation of the soul. It's a narrative that has been glamorized, romanticized, and, ultimately, sold to us as the 'damned beauty' myth. This myth perpetuates the idea that those who shine the brightest in the public eye must also suffer the most profound inner turmoil.
From the smoky stages of rock concerts to the glossy pages of magazines, we've witnessed the tragic tales of celebrities, artists, and poets who have succumbed to the siren call of this myth. Their stories are etched into our collective consciousness, not as cautionary tales, but as twisted paragons of a romanticized end. The '27 Club' stands as a grim testament to this phenomenon, where the age of 27 has become a morbid milestone, marking the lives and deaths of too many gifted souls.
But let's strip away the veneer of glamor to reveal the stark truth: the association of beauty with existential struggle and depression is not only misguided but dangerous. It paints mental health struggles as a prerequisite for creativity, as if one's worth as an artist is measured by their capacity for suffering. It suggests that there is nobility in pain, that there is something profoundly beautiful about the downward spiral that leads to self-destruction.
This narrative is toxic. It disregards the real, tangible battles that individuals face with mental health. It ignores the fact that depression is not a muse—it is a monster. It doesn't discriminate based on one's appearance or success. It is an all-consuming darkness that can engulf anyone, regardless of their standing in the limelight.
We must dismantle the myth of damned beauty. We must stop romanticizing the struggles of those who entertain and inspire us. Instead, we should foster a culture that supports mental health awareness, that encourages seeking help, and that acknowledges the courage it takes to face one's demons head-on.
Let's rewrite the narrative. Let's celebrate the resilience of those who fight their battles away from the public eye. Let's honor the strength it takes to live another day. For in the end, the true beauty lies not in the myth of the tortured artist, but in the reality of the human spirit's indomitable will to survive.
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In loving and respectful memory of Kurt Cobain and all of those artists and not who left us too soon.
If you are struggling, search for support. Asking for help and being aware of your fragile condition is a sign of strength, not weakness. Always count on a helping hand. You are not alone.
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