I could go on for years and years about Knives in Trimax, but THIS makes me physically unwell. Knives was the one who was constantly worrying that humans weren't going to accept him or Vash, and he was the one who first raised the question of becoming friends with humans, not Vash. When he asks Conrad (the second human he's ever met) what he thinks of him and Vash, there is a genuine fear of being rejected and is so relieved by Conrad's answer he cries. Knives is the sensitive, emotional child who needs the support of Vash, Rem and other humans to feel like he has a place in the world.
Conrad says if they can love someone with their whole heart, they'll be able to work and live together, but then what happens immediately after?
Knives and Vash discover Tesla. She is the only other Independent like them, and humans treated her like a science specimen and experimented on her body fell apart and she died horribly. Knives is 1 year old, and he's having to process THIS, knowing he can no longer trust any adult around him. Knives - again, remember he's the sensitive one - faints and Vash says he wishes he had also been able to cut himself off from the agony of the realisation too.
I absolutely adore that bottom panel of Knives' hope that they can coexist being stripped away. The boy he was just is not compatible with the world he finds himself in and this is the foundation of his adult self we see throughout the rest of Trimax.
With Knives unconscious, the focus then shifts to Vash who has the chance to confront Rem. It's incredibly significant that Knives is not part of that conversation and never lets himself be emotionally vulnerable around Rem again to have a similar talk with her where he might have been able to process his feelings like Vash did.
Vash actually tries to stab himself with a knife (and there's metaphors in that for someone else to unpack) and Rem prevents him, injuring herself in the process. Vash then turns against Rem and tries to kill her, severely wounding her and saying he won't shed a single tear for her before suddenly becoming overwhelmed by remorse and rushing to save her. Vash, who had been refusing food, then finally starts to eat as Rem tells him he's got a blank ticket to the future and not to throw his life away because there are good people out there. Only after Rem and Vash have come to this truce / understanding does Knives wake up.
He has realised that Rem not only knew about Tesla, not only kept her a secret, but was also involved in her abuse. He goes from having a heart absolutely bursting with love and hope, to learning that even the person he loved was capable of unspeakable violence against his kind. His childhood, his dreams, his support is all taken from him, and when Vash seems to forgive and forget, he's also cut off from the one person who could fully understand him. He either genuinely forgets or (what I think is more likely) pretends to have no memory of the discovery. This is where Knives is separated from both Vash and humans, and this is the point where he starts on his path of no return.
KNIVES was the one who loved humans, who was deeply deeply upset at the thought of not being accepted by them. When he finds Tesla, he realises he and Vash can never be fully accepted or fully safe, and his actions are driven from this (justified) fear of what people will do to him if they find him. But he knows he is stronger and smarter than humans, he knows that he has the power and ability to protect himself, Vash and future Independents from suffering Tesla's fate. Knives was and is right about humans posing an existential threat to Plants, both dependent and independent, and his decision to crash the ships was not done out of malice but terror. Knives NEVER took the first shot. If Tesla hadn't been murdered, I really, really doubt he would have turned out the way he did.
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So @bibibbon talked about the chapter and was thinking in sit this one down but...nah, I want to say how...this chapter is another proof this is not a story where Izu will be the biggest hero, but the biggest martyr if he is lucky.
The fact Izu is now quirkless and lost an arm is...gross. really gross. I talked to @doodlegirl1998 how the trope people created in fics where "Izu loses his arm ain't cool?" Is really not cool. He loses an army for shocking value and gains nothing. Edward Elric wants to revive his mother and then save his bother...he lost his power but got something greater in return...and people think Izu and Edward's cases are the same. Not even in fics make similar.
@palesweetscherryblossom Izu lost his arm and quirk to save a lunatic. The fandom is weeping about Tenko's friends "he was so good" cricket noises to Izu as in chapter 1 we saw him doing the whole "helping misfit" but no misfit helped him.
Now .... something some people may not agree. Dfo! No. I dont think it will be canon nor I want to be. Afo has show he doesn't care for Izu (guys Inko already suck as mother...do we need to give this to Izu? What would help? I even think he wants to die now "don't have anything outside for me now")
We saw afo on a "date" with Kotaro and people may think this will lead to dfo. I think it will lead to afo being a creepy. Dude is doing everything to ruin Nana's family for....reasons we don't know. (If Nana was a man...would he have done this extreme? Not calling afo a sexist but if she was a man would the narrative treat the situation the same? Maybe, maybe not)
Afo is alive and well...inside Shig's world. We will see this asshole be his cringe self and ...Izu won't matter. We are seeing more of this joke now...afo walking around and talking to people is supposed to be scary "oooh the demon is among us" and if the writing was good this could have been a great twist....it's MHA. Afo was ausent in the story and is now a pitiful plot device.
A theory I saw...is how Yoichi may be the biggest hero and...sacrifice himself to end afo. So in a way, ending afo and ofa forever. Why he never did this before? Who cares? But this theory is still too optimist.
Izu and shig's memories don't really matter. It's an artificial way to make them seem as if they had a great relationship, they don't. Also ....have we saw any memory that matter for Izu? He has any good memory?
But yeah...afo gave shig decay...somehow. bc why not? You know, if Izu doesn't die...I do hope Eri rewind him so his arm is back.
Not sure if I'm making sense...it's just MHA is a big nothing and at the same time "fuck you Izu. Be silent" and his only theory is ...that fandom clings for some reason is "izu is the son of afo" and for what? What this would change? Afo calls Izu useless...he doesn't like him nor show any paternal love...guys, look how he treats Shig...why he would be a dad or want to be one?
I think next chapter....we will see afo's past again...more of the parasite. Seeing him planning how to ruin the Shimuras (the Shimuras as the newest chewing toy) and laughing maniacally. Why all that? Bc fuck you Nana.
Also.....Izu saw MONCHAN and Hana die. Great. He has no idea who they are but ...he saw they dying.
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ൠ - random headcanon For Doopliss 🤭
ask meme
you know i was originally gonna say ‘you know for him being my guy idt i have any headcanons for him’ when a good portion of how i perceive chapter 4 is based off of my own headcanons 💀💀💀
ANYWAY headcanon under the cut if you want to avoid chapter 4 and beyond spoilers ahead of the switch release :]
so my idea of how tf doopliss was even able to steal mario’s name and body was that the ruby crystal star allowed him to be able to use ‘name magic’
because the pipe leading to twilight town required everyones name to be on their person, this gave doopliss access to names
since darkly knew about this stipulation and is in rogueport it’s probably safe to assume that every twilighter with the capacity to use the pipe also has their name somewhere, allowing doopliss to use the ruby star to turn them into pigs at his whim
mario was no exception, but since his reputation greatly precedes him, becoming someone famous was more appealing than just turning him into a pig (also irony, his favorite thing)
this is also why the fights until you learn his actual name go like that—mario can’t damage him because he doesn’t know doopliss’s name (the strongest lock on the magic), and doopliss can’t damage him because mario at that point has no name (after this ‘lock’ is broken both parties can damage each other)
the horrors were just a bonus since duplighosts are normally only limited to shapeshifting (and never quite get the personality right based on pm64)
you could also link this to how everyone thought doopliss was the real deal but tbh you don’t need to, i like the concept of nobody actually knowing mario well (even his partners)
tbh this also sometimes hinges on my idea that mario’s full name is not known fae style (because of name magic) but it could be worked to doopliss needing it written down
i think that’s why he doesn’t just pull a second grand theft me in the palace of shadow, no crystal star
but zip toad is fine, he probably just did a classic duplighost shapeshift there
but besides that!
i think he got marginally better post game now that he’s an actor and getting his own attention but is still a little shit, and that his favorite genre is tragedy (it’s like, irony or somethin)
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Could I get some crumbs on five and Delores?🤲🏾
Anon, this got forgotten in my inbox which is a tragedy because I love Five and Delores and can't believe I missed an opportunity to talk about them.
Is a 2k word, angsty "snip" a fair exchange for forgetting this? Five having a terrible time in his first winter of the apocalypse, with Delores! --
cw starvation, mention of pre-transition Viktor
Five startles from another doze to frown at where he knows Delores is in the dark. “No,” he croaks at her and then rolls over, pulling every blanket he owns tighter around himself.
He groans. Tosses again. If he had another pillow, he’d pull it over his head so he could block out Delores’ insistent voice, louder than it’s been in days. And it would be warmer, having something else over his head.
“Shhh,” he hisses at her.
Five manages to ignore her for another minute before he relinquishes and braves pulling the covers down enough to send her a proper glare. “Let me sleep.”
He’s so tired. And cold. But mostly tired.
“It’s only been…” Five trails off as he tries to wrangle his thoughts into something coherent. His brain feels slow and heavy. It’s hard to keep track of time, too, in the darkness of his bunker. It’s been almost a week since he ran out of food? Something like that. And that means about a week before that as he ate through his pitiful supply.
Huh. Means it’s probably December now. Almost Christmas.
Five’s thoughts swirl vaguely about that. He feels like maybe he should feel more about the fact that he really hasn’t eaten in a week. He stopped feeling hungry a couple days ago. Now he’s just tired. So tired.
Delores pulls him back to the conversation with a sharp comment.
“I can’t,” he snaps. “If you hadn’t noticed it’s still storming outside. I can’t go out to get more food.”
Her blunt reply does make him pause. He strains his ears, listening.
It might be a bit quieter.
His blankets are so warm.
Five lets out another long groan. “Fine. I will check. But if it is still storming, you cannot bother me about going back to sleep.” She can’t argue with that.
Getting up seems like so much work. Five stays curled up, psyching himself up for how cold it’s going to be outside of his nest of blankets. Does he really have to get up?
“I’m going, I’m going,” he grouses as Delores makes another pointed comment. When did she get so mean?
Five doesn’t even try and stop the whine that leaks out of him as he finally pulls himself off his bed – for the first time in a few days, actually, but it’s not like he’s had much else to do. He keeps two of his blankets wrapped around his shoulders, hooding them up to cover the top of his head, too. Once he’s up, the world jerks and spins and his ears ring. He stumbles to the side, catching himself on the wall.
“I’m ok,” he mumbles to Delores, taking careful breaths as he waits for the world to calm down. It takes a while. Once things settle to as level as he thinks they’re going to get, he starts the careful journey to the door. It’s only nine steps from his bed to the door.
Might as well be a thousand, for how hard it is to get there.
Five counts the steps as he goes to keep track of where he is. “One… two… three… four…” His heart feels like it’s going to beat out of his chest. His legs ache at the movement, stiff from being curled up on his bed for the past few days. “Five… Six… Seven…” His mouth feels thick. Tacky. He licks his lips and tries to swallow. “Eight… Nine.” He reaches out, cringing as his arm has to leave the warm safety of his blanket cape.
No door.
Five shuffles forward another step. “Ten?”
His hand hits the door.
Alright, at the door.
“Yup,” he answers Delores. “Just gotta open it.”
Just gotta pull it open.
He doesn’t really want to pull it open. It’s not warm in his bunker, but it isn’t as cold as outside is.
At least he already has his boots on, pulled on days ago in an attempt to keep his toes warm. There’s no way he’d be doing this if he had to go all way to his clothing bins, dig out the clunky boots, put them on, and then trudge all the way to the door.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Five grumbles as Delores presses him again. What is her problem? He finds the handle and pulls. He ends up having to put his whole body into the motion to get it to budge; must have frozen shut a bit.
He should probably feel more worried about that than he does.
A blast of frigid air and silence greet Five as he squeezes out the door. He doesn’t bother closing it behind him. Dim, gray light filters down the hall. He squints at it.
Huh.
Quiet.
Curious, Five drags himself down the hall to the stairs that lead up. The stairs are covered in snow; it made it a good few feet down the hall, too, so Five made the right call on picking a room farther down for his home.
Five blinks dumbly at the light gray sky above him as he peers up from the base of the stairs.
Delores was right. The storm is done.
Or paused, at least.
For the first time in days, something twinges in Five’s stomach.
Food.
Five can get food.
All he has to do is go back inside, get properly bundled up, and then walk the twelve blocks to the grocery store.
He almost sits down right then and there.
Twelve blocks? He barely made it twelve steps inside.
He blinks himself back into the present, Delores’ voice calling after him from inside, still sharp. Why is she being so mean to him today?
Dutifully, he pulls himself back inside. Makes it to the stack of clothing bins. Rummages around by feel for his warmest things and pulls every single one on (he has to take his boots off to do so and that almost stops him again – his feet will be so cold. Delores snaps at him to keep moving and he bites down on something that definitely wasn’t going to be a whine). Once dressed, he both feels a bit like a marshmallow but also not enough like one. Is this really all the layers he has? There has to be another, thicker jacket in here, and he’s just missing it in the darkness. Another sweater?
Five keeps fumbling through the clothes, letting them spill out and onto the floor. It doesn’t matter. He actually should have done this days ago and piled them on his bed with him. That would have been warmer. Why is he just thinking of this now? It’s brilliant.
“I’m going, I’m going,” he mumbles at Delores as she chides him for still kneeling on the ground and just running his hands through the clothing. It takes him a second to get his feet under him and to push himself up, using the desk for leverage (and support). Up, he waits for the dizziness to pass again before he slides the two steps over to where Delores sits on her chair. A sleeve or pantleg tangles with his boot in the motion. He doesn’t care; it will fall off when he starts for the door. Probably. Bending down and pulling it off is more effort than he can muster.
A soft worry radiates from Delores when he has her in his arms. Is that why she’s being so mean? She’s worried about him? “I’m fine,” he tells her, the words tumbling from his lips, sloppy and undefined. He is. He’s fine.
Delores to the door is only seven steps.
Five counts them aloud again as he does them.
He leans against the door when he gets to it, Delores already awkward in his arms. Has she gotten heavier or is he only just noticing how uncomfortable she is to carry after not doing it for a few days?
Still leaning, his breathing is not getting easier. “Five minutes,” he whispers. “I just need to… need to… gather myself. Just five minutes.”
Delores’ demand leaves no room for argument, her worry spiking and her tone even sharper, cutting through his exhaustion.
“Geez, ok, ok… I’ll go now. No… need… to… be so…” His words fade out before he can figure out what adjective he wanted. That’s ok. She gets it.
The door is harder to pull open with Delores in his arms, but he does it. Back into the cold, back to the foot of the stairs to squint up at all that light.
He forgot he had to climb stairs to get to the level to walk his twelve blocks.
Delores stares at them with him.
Five swallows.
Fifteen steps.
He’s done them loads of times, when he was setting up his bunker. They’re what saved him from getting snowed in, helped create the buffer that kept the snow at bay from his door farther in.
Fifteen steps is nothing. Easy peasy.
They might as well be a mountain, with how Five’s legs feel like jelly from his short walk down the hall.
Fifteen steps.
Luther would do it. Wouldn’t even break into a sweat. Diego would do it too, because Luther did it. Allison would do it because Allison could do anything, if she decided she wanted to do it. Klaus… would not. Five is better than Klaus. Ben might get a tentacle to help him but he’d make it up. Vanya wouldn’t have to do it.
Five is so jealous of Vanya right now.
“One.” He lifts a foot to the first step. Snow squeaks under his boot, only a dusting down here.
“Two.” He drags his other foot up to the next.
“Three… Four… Five…” It’s ok. He’s doing it. The snow is getting thicker with each step, creaking and collapsing under his foot.
“Six.” He loses his balance. The snow is a couple inches, now, and it crushes unevenly when his foot hits. He can’t catch himself with Delores and he falls graceless to the side, the snow cushioning him enough that the lumps of the stairs don’t cut into his shoulder and hip as hard as they could have. Five lays there, the world slowly spinning around him, arms clutching Delores. It takes him too long to realize something.
He can’t actually get up again.
The arm he needs to push is pinned between a stair, himself, and Delores and he can’t figure out how to roll himself without losing all his progress and just falling back to the bottom of the stairs.
The snow is kind of comfy, actually. It hugs him, the few inches at this level, conforming to his shape. It cups his cheek, the flap from Dad’s hat protecting his skin from its bite and the goggles keeping it out of his eyes.
Again, Delores’ snaps him back. Not with sharp words, this time, but with the softest, most apologetic instructions.
“No,” he tells her. That idea is absurd.
She insists, still gentle. He wants her to be mean again, actually.
“No,” Five says again, something in his chest contracting. “I’m not leaving you here.”
Gentle, too gentle, far too gentle, she says what he knows.
“I can.” He can’t. “I can carry you up the stairs and to the store. Absolutely.”
He can’t.
Some of her sharpness returns and she tells him the one thing he’s been very resolutely not thinking about.
“I know,” he whispers. He knows. He hasn’t eaten anything in close to a week. Barely ate anything the week before that. Has had a spotty and horrific diet for the past eight months.
He’s starving.
He knows.
Not just starving but starving. If he doesn’t get up, he isn’t going to get up, and then who will save his siblings?
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so guys we did it The Daigo Compilation
timestamps below the cut:
YAKUZA KIWAMI 2
Chapter 1: "Letter of Blood"
00:00:00 - 00:00:52
00:00:53 - 00:02:26
00:02:27 - 00:04:32
00:04:33 - 00:05:02
Chapter 2: "The Dragon of Kansai"
00:05:03 - 00:06:09
00:06:10 - 00:08:10
00:08:11 - 00:08:36
Chapter 3: "The Yakuza Huntress"
00:08:37 - 00:09:36
00:09:37 - 00:18:54
00:18:55 - 00:20:12
Chapter 8: "Suspect"
00:20:13 - 00:20:48
00:20:49 - 00:21:46
00:21:47 - 00:22:13
00:22:14 - 00:23:02
Chapter 9: "The Omi Invasion"
00:23:03 - 00:24:35
00:24:36 - 00:26:37
00:26:38 - 00:27:18
00:27:19 - 00:28:07
00:28:08 - 00:33:25
00:33:26 - 00:34:20
00:34:21 - 00:36:23
00:36:24 - 00:37:49
Chapter 14: "The Go-Ryu March"
00:37:50 - 00:39:14
00:39:15 - 00:40:33
00:40:34 - 00:43:24
00:43:25 - 00:44:07
Chapter 15: "Blood and Bonds"
00:44:08 - 00:44:55
YAKUZA 3
Prologue
00:44:56 - 00:48:00
00:48:01 - 00:49:04
00:49:05 - 00:51:09
Chapter 3: "Power Struggle"
00:51:10 - 00:52:28
00:52:29 - 01:00:10
01:00:11 - 01:02:43
Chapter 12: "The End of Ambition"
01:02:44 - 01:12:49
01:12:50 - 01:13:28
01:13:28 - 01:23:03
YAKUZA 4
(Shun Akiyama) Chapter 3: "Trouble in the Tojo Clan"
01:23:04 - 01:31:42
(Kazuma Kiryu) Chapter 2: "To Kamurocho"
01:31:43 - 01:36:33
(Part V) Finale: "Reqiuem"
01:36:34 - 01:46:37
01:46:38 - 01:48:21
01:48:22 - 01:49:21
01:49:22 - 01:52:37
YAKUZA: DEAD SOULS
(Goro Majima) Chapter 1: "The Hunter"
01:52:38 - 01:55:11
(Goro Majima) Chapter 2: "Superhero"
01:55:12 - 01:55:45
01:55:46 - 01:56:12
01:56:13 - 01:56:55
01:56:56 - 01:58:28
01:58:29 - 01:58:45
(Goro Majima) Chapter 3: "The Omi Man"
01:58:46 - 01:59:11
01:59:12 - 01:59:48
01:59:49 - 02:01:25
(Kazuma Kiryu) Chapter 4: "The Final Sprint"
02:01:26 - 02:01:49
(Finale) Chapter 17: "The End"
02:01:50 - 02:02:10
YAKUZA 5 (Kazuma Kiryu) Chapter 1: "The Wanderer"
02:02:11 - 02:08:33
02:08:34 - 02:10:21
02:10:22 - 02:11:49
02:11:50 - 02:13:37
(Tatsuo Shinada) Chapter 1: "Abandoned Glory"
02:13:38 - 02:15:06
(Tatsuo Shinada) Chapter 2: "Confronting the Past"
02:15:07 - 02:16:02
02:16:03 - 02:21:17
(Tatsuo Shinada) Chapter 4: "Fleeting Triumph"
02:21:18 - 02:21:47
02:21:48 - 02:24:48
02:24:49 - 02:27:04
(Finale) Chapter 3: "The Survivors"
02:27:05 - 02:28:02
02:28:03 - 02:32:31
(Finale) Final Chapter: "Dreams Fulfilled"
02:32:31 - 02:33:43
02:33:44 - 02:35:51
02:35:52 - 02:36:25
YAKUZA 6: THE SONG OF LIFE
Chapter 1: "The Price of Freedom"
02:36:26 - 02:37:19
02:37:20 - 02:39:23
Finale: "The Unforgiven"
02:39:24 - 02:40:56
02:40:57 - 02:45:03
02:45:04 - 02:46:13
YAKUZA: LIKE A DRAGON
Chapter 12: "The End of Yakuza"
02:46:14 - 02:49:41
02:49:42 - 02:56:49
02:56:50 - 02:59:13
02:59:14 - 03:02:13
03:02:14 - 03:04:36
03:04:37 - 03:06:38
03:06:39 - 03:07:18
03:07:19 - 03:07:31
Chapter 15: "To the Pinnacle"
03:07:32 - 03:10:51
LIKE A DRAGON: ISHIN!
Chapter 11: "The Great Gamble"
03:10:52 - 03:14:19
03:14:20 - 03:16:21
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