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recurring-polynya · 2 years

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I remember you making a post about Momo's theoretical sickass lava bankai - what if she achieved it in the middle of the ryouka invasion clusterfuck?

Oh, the old Momo’s bankai post? The same post where I said that getting bankai was not necessarily a sign of being a good person or a moral person and it certainly wasn’t a sign of being a mentally healthy person? That it was really just a sign of being driven to single-minded extremes? That post?

I was outside gardening when I got the notification for this ask, and I failed my critical reading check on the second part of it, and somehow got “Fake Karakura Town clusterfuck” instead of “ryouka invastion clusterfuck” and by the time I read it more carefully, I was already too in love with the idea that I had come up with, but I know what you like and I think you will like this.

Did Polynya stay between 500 and 1000 words?: 1668

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“Captain Aizen?” asked Gin. “Is everything all right?”

Aizen narrowed his eyes. “Something is coming through.”

Like nearly all of Yamamoto’s techniques, Joukaku Enjou was a manifestation of elemental fire magic. Elemental magic was difficult to control for anyone who didn’t specialize in it; countering it relied on tapping into the underlying kidou that controlled the spell. Joukaku Enjou didn’t have any underlying magical control structures, though, it was simply a giant sphere of horrifically hot flames that burned until it got tired of burning. Yamamoto himself could even be killed and it would continue on.

So, when Aizen felt a strange presence making its way through the bulwark of flames, he assumed it was the doing of the Captain-Commander himself. Aizen knew an illusion when he saw one, and this was definitely something physical. It was a cold spot within the fire-- not actually cold, mind you, just less hot, and yet it seemed to be traversing the barrier with only minor difficulty, the way one might wade through thigh-deep water. It had its own reiatsu--heavily muffled by the smothering magical static of Ryuujin Jakka, but familiar enough.

Tousen’s hand drifted to his sword hilt, Gin rocked on his heels. Perhaps they were trying to signal their readiness, their allegiance to him, but it honestly just came off as cowardice. To be fair, sometimes cowardice was a good thing to see in a subordinate.

“Attempting some sort of high-concept appeal is new for Yamamoto,” Aizen sighed boredly. “Hopefully it will at least be amusing in its feebleness.”

But when the small figure, the crude form of a woman shaped from molten rock, emerged into the clearing, as the flames wreathing its form fizzled down to glowing coals, it became clear that this was not some sort of construct, not some sort of simulacrum designed to elicit sympathies for a woman Aizen had never seen as anything more than an amusing plaything.

“Kill her,” Aizen demanded.

Gin was faster, of course, but Tousen was hardly far behind.

“Oh,” said the lava thing in the voice of Hinamori Momo, as she looked down to see her midsection skewered from two directions. “Well, that’s convenient. I was wondering how I was going to get you to touch me with your sword, Captain Tousen.”

And then, faster than he would have expected, streams of magma erupted from her, engulfing both zanpakutou, curling in great waves around his subordinates and cooling nearly instantaneously into rock.

“You didn’t even go to shikai, though,” Momo sighed, because it was Momo, but a Momo extrapolated to some impossible endstate, a Momo who had somehow found her own power, despite the years Aizen had spent chipping away at the foundations of her psyche. “I had to go to all the trouble of talking to Captain Zaraki to find out how he beat you, and I didn’t even need to! I wasn’t expecting such close conditions, although I suppose I shouldn’t complain about something that went so heavily to my advantage.”

Aizen’s eyes darted from Tousen to Gin and back again, as the rock consumed their faces, leaving only their eyes and noses exposed.

“I should kill you both, for what you’ve done to Captain Aizen,” Hinamori tried to growl, sounding no more threatening than a nursery school teacher. “But I’m not like you. You’ll just have to face justice back in Soul Society.”

Aizen’s mind worked frantically. This was unexpected, but not insurmountable. Momo had…was this her bankai? It had to be, her reiatsu was far beyond what he ever dreamed she was capable of. Fortunately, her brain capacity seemed to be at its usual dismal levels.

“Lieutenant Hinamori!” he gasped. “Oh, you’ve come for me! I knew that no one would believe--”

“I’m sorry if you’re talking to me right now, Captain,” Hinamori interrupted. “Or if I’m talking too loud. I’ve sabotaged all my sensory organs, you see. I know you aren’t yourself right now, and I couldn’t run the risk of you using Kyouka Suigetsu on me. I don’t know if Total Hypnosis extends into the infrared, but I am betting that my perception in that realm exceeds your ability to convincingly manipulate it.”

Aizen grabbed for his sword, when scorching heat blossomed in his chest at the base of his sternum.

“Oh, wonderful, it did work!” Momo exclaimed.

“Bakudo 81! Dankuu!” Aizen wheezed out, the translucent ward snapping into place in front of him.

“Sorry, Captain! Dankuu works by creating a thin vacuum field which disrupts the casting line of most kidou spells. But you see, my power is radiative in nature, it works just fine through a vacuum.”

“Hrnnngh,” Aizen managed as he doubled over in pain, scrabbling at the skin of his mid-section. He was dimly aware of Momo moving toward him with the graceful and yet entirely unnatural locomotion of a bunraku puppet. “I can heat any sort of rock up to and over its melting point,” Momo explained, although Aizen was hardly in the mood to pay attention. “I knew the Hougyoku was crystalline in structure, but I wasn’t sure I would be able to affect it.”

“No…” Aizen grunted. “A simple being like you would never be able to destroy it.”

Momo laughed, a pretty, silvery sound. “Oh, Captain Aizen, even though I can’t hear you, I bet I can guess what you just said! ‘An ordinary person, even in bankai, couldn’t destroy the Hougyoku.’ I can see your surprise through your changes in body temperature, you know. I can see how impressed you are with me right now, but I can’t help it, I just have to ruin the magic and tell you my clever little trick! I’m not going to destroy the Hougyoku, I’m just trying to get it out of you so you can think clearly again. You’re right, of course, it wouldn’t let me do this if I intended to destroy it, but it doesn’t mind being burned out of a host. You had planned to burn it out Ms. Kuchiki with the Soukyoku. Renji told me so. It’s bad, Captain, can’t you see? It makes you do horrible things! I’m sure that killing the Central 46 was Captain Ichimaru’s doing, but you tried to kill Miss Kuchiki. You tried to kill Renji, too, and that poor ryouka boy. I forgive you for trying to kill me, because that’s how I knew you were being controlled. My captain would never hurt me. And that’s how I was able to dig down deep into myself and find my bankai. I mean…Renji got bankai. I can do anything Renji can do. At first they were watching me very closely, but you were the one who taught me to tell when I’m being observed, how to be so boring that your watchers lose interest in you. I’ll tell you all about it later, when this is all over.”

She crouched next to him, heat pouring off of her, the sharp smell of hot metal filling his nose.

“I’ve been trying to forgive you for pretending to be dead and scaring me, but that’s been a little harder. I’m sure I’ll be able to eventually, although…well an apology couldn’t hurt.”

The pain was blinding, overwhelming. His vision was beginning to blacken around the edges. Even if he could bring to mind any kidou that could defend against this, there was no way he could cast it in this state. Desperately, he reached out to the Hougyoku itself. I know you have begun to awake! he begged. I am the one who will bring you the greatest glory! You must come to my aid!

The Hougoku remained silent.

“Don’t worry, Captain! I’ve thought all of this out! By heating the Hougyoku directly it will burn away the minimum amount of your flesh necessary to loosen itself. I promise I will heal you up promptly as soon as it’s free!”

Things went a bit black after that, and when he came to again, there was something hard and heavy covering the lower part of his face, and he couldn’t move his hands or feet.

Momo was leaning over him. For the first time, he was able to get a good look at her. Her face was off-putting, too stiff, too constructed, like a Noh mask. Maybe he hadn’t noticed before, or maybe she had just grown them, but a trio of prongs protruded from her head, likes horns or, perhaps a crown. Two more sprouted from each shoulder. Seven, of course, a seven-branched sword. Her body was mostly black, with shifting veins of violet and ruby beneath her gently drifting tectonic plates. Maybe it had been reflections from Yamamoto’s flames earlier, but he had sworn that she had been more…reddish orange…before…

“Oh, good, you’re awake now!” She sighed. “I’m sorry Captain, but I wasn’t able to plan for everything. I thought that if I held myself to a high enough internal temperature, I could make an internal pocket of atomized air that could safely hold the Hougyoku. You know. Without it trying to merge with me.”

Aizen tried to grab at his chest, at the place where the Hougyoku had nestled inside him, a star, gently dreaming. But he couldn’t move his arms. A finger of rock held his tongue to the floor of his mouth, cuffs of it bound the kidou vents in his wrists, pins of it stabbed the pressure points in his back that paralyzed his soul chain.

“I think it will be okay, though,” Momo went on, whether to reassure him or herself was unclear. “The Hougyoku seems very happy. I don’t have a heart in this form, so it has nothing to compete with. It says it’s going to grant my greatest wish. But my greatest wish, Captain Aizen, is just for you to come home again, safe and sound and for everyone to understand that none of this was your fault! So don’t you worry about anything, Captain. I’ll take care of it all.”

#what if requests #my writing #momo hinamori #oh look another unsufferable man faces his comeuppance imagine that #i promise the next one will be Nice #shoutout to troius whose 'bankai is what you need it to be' theory now lives rent-free in my brain #which in this case mostly applies to the extreme heat #but being unstabbable is honestly a pretty nice bonus #just be clear bc momo gets a lot of hate: i love momo and wrote this with nothing but affection in my heart #do you think i would let a character monologue like this if they weren't one of my absolute faves?#let a girl be a little unhinged. you know. for a treat.

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parismystere · 2 years

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i literally don't want to hear another word from the chameleon-marinette stannies who write paragraphs upon paragraphs on how the show is punishing her and how adrien enables her bullies or whatever when their fave is letting her boyfriend live under the roof of his abusive domestic terrorist dad for a good fucking years. :)

#yes exactly what else is there to say #idk why so many marinette stans are unsufferable? maybe the projection??#like this show has TWO characters who get agency and screentime and dynamism and they are gabriel and marinette #literally everyone suffers!!!#ml salt #ml spoilers #mlb leaks #ml bible leaks

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aestatismors · 3 months

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I paid six fucking dollars for that

"you did it. you reached 30 tags."

#*hi hello this is sarah speaking #look I get it's about grief and low key addiction #I get what's behind it and I get the people like it cuz it was actually like creepy and hard to look at #And yes the sends for me me to not absolutely find the main character unsufferable #But you can also have a good plot without terrible main character aka that one book I can't remember the name of #But that one mother absolutely fucking hated her kids She can go get fucked #also that girl literally the worst goddamn person The worst fucking friends #like Jade is a fucking saint #like the only thing she did wrong that her movie was say one really fucked up thing to her brother #And honestly I'll even forgive her because she had a 14-year-old brother #I get it's horror so it's like everyone's really stupid for what reason #I'm sorry for what reason does Hayley and Joss not end up in any of this #for what reason do they all find out that she's possessed and they do not care do anything #while they know what happens #everyone just legitimately went oh I'm not involved it's not me #your best friend undermined you about your own fucking brother got him almost fucking killed fucking is in love with your fucking boyfriends #And you're just going to forgive her #like I got the impression that they were all supposed to be like 17 18 and yet #also the whole I don't like my dad???? why because you know your mom killed yourself so you're going to hate him for it?#what the fuck #like I get she was in denial about it #which I have no personal experience with #And I get they were close #But clearly she fucking knew #I don't know I understand I have a fucked up perspective dealing with si and having my dad commit suicide but my fucking god #like if you want to see that trope watch no end house #she's a bit shitty cuz she's fucking depressed makes sense okay great #She doesn't try to fucking kill everyone she knows????#also the fact of foreshadowing kind of showed everything but in the way that like says that she's an awful person #like oh yeah she doesn't do this awful horrible thing but she also still isn't a good person

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sl33pyperson · 2 years

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love how articles with this new dragon age show is like "we dont know when its set, but it has red templars" as if they ever existed before dai. this show is gonna have a da:d companion in it or be some sort of dlc i can feel it

#that live action show they had with? whats her name? felicia? yeah having a dlc character like her #all the medias i get Violently Into are insufferable. i am also unsufferable about them #cursed for everyone around me #star wars (handshake) dragon age: ignoring most of canon and making up ur own shit instead bc the real stuff sucks #speaking time

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m4rdb · 8 months

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An insight into the characters based on their approach to the “Allie problem”

If good writing means that every scene has the potential to say something about a character at their core, then the girls' attitude towards the "Allie problem" is an interesting example.

Taissa

The one who comes up with the very plan. This establishes her as ambitious and extremely rational, but it’s the type of rationality that without grounded moral principles could degenerate into violence and cruelty at any time. It’s what we see with adult Misty and Walter, who are both so practical-minded that resorting to murder is nothing more than a smart option to choose to them.

Like Jackie says, Taissa has so much fight in her. The way she handles the Allie situation shows that if she has a goal, she’ll do whatever she finds necessary to obtain it.

How does that translate into their time in the wilderness?

Taissa’s the first to make the call that they should leave the plane and find water. She’s the one who sleeps in the attic when everyone else wouldn’t, she’s the only one who tries to tell Jackie she shouldn’t leave. And in season two, she’s the one who says, “We need to find a way to stay alive, and it can’t be her [: Lottie]”.

Then we see them drawing cards. We’re not shown how they get to that very decision exactly, but it’s important that we know that the two things are tied. The hunt that follows, their first conscious hunt (let’s not forget about Travis), wasn’t supposed to happen—it’s rather the consequence of the designed sacrifice refusing to take on the role.

Though there’s an obvious religious aspect to it, drawing cards isn’t just letting fate/the wilderness decide in their place so that they don’t blame themselves. It’s also the girls’ attempt to give the ritual some semblance of logic and structure—on a normal day, they would draw cards to decide who gets which task. They’re using the same mechanism, except that they’re now deciding who should die and get eaten. And it starts with Taissa’s very rational and straightforward remark about needing to survive.

Natalie

She openly and passionately goes against Taissa’s plan. Despite being presented as the outsider who doesn’t really engage with the team and disregards rules by smoking and doing drugs, she’s the one who fights to play fairly. She most likely doesn’t care about Allie personally, but she’s a teammate, and they should treat her as such.

While Tai’s ultimate goal is winning at Nationals, Natalie doesn’t want to win more than she wants to be a team (T: What’s your plan, then? / N: I dunno, play like a fucking team and win? It’s worked so far.).

It’s quite ironic—yet not that surprising—how, despite being opposites, Natalie and Jackie share a similar mindset about this.

The scene establishes Natalie as a sympathetic character with grounded and noble moral principles, no matter the adversities. In the wilderness, she’s the first and possibly the only one who acknowledges Travis’ grief and sees through his unsufferable attitude and understands that, as much as questionable his methods are, he’s trying to make sure Javi gets over their father’s death and wants to live on.

It's also meaningful that Natalie’s not there when Jackie and Shauna fight and Jackie ends up leaving the cabin. The night earlier, Natalie was the one who let her out when Lottie and the others locked her in and went to hunt Travis down. Natalie basically saves the girl who just had sex with Travis being perfectly aware that it would hurt her, and she doesn’t even know. Viewers do know, though, and we’re instinctively led to think of her as even more noble and deserving of empathy.

Jackie’s death certainly comes from an irrational choice, but the deepest reason is the others’ lack of sympathy towards her at the end of the season. It could be delusional, but I can’t see Natalie turning a blind eye on the whole thing, had she been there.

Jackie was their captain when they had a normal life. Natalie becomes their leader thanks to the constant effort she’s put into the group ever since they landed there—and possibly, as the matter with Allie shows, even before that.

Lottie

Lottie’s phrasing for her refusal is telling. She says, “It doesn’t feel right.” It’s not that she thinks it is, or that it seems like it is. She feels like they’re not meant to go through with it. A simple yet fitting choice of words foreshadows Lottie’s spiritual nature and her connection to the wilderness as well as her role of prophet/messiah.

It’s also important that she’s not shown as particularly proactive. She does express her opinion, but she’s not as passionate as Natalie about it, who instead actively tries to convince them what a terrible idea it is and interferes with Taissa’s plan on the field. This shows how Lottie never cared be a leader, but rather follows where her feelings lead her.

Van

We’re not really shown Van’s reaction until they’re in the locker room after the scrimmage. We just learn that she’s impressionable, as she almost throws up at Nat’s mention of Allie’s bone being visible, and that she’s so devoted to Tai that she won’t let Shauna talk shit about her at the party.

Laura Lee

Of course, nobody would even dream of telling Laura Lee about an act of such misconduct. She would never go along with Taissa’s plan, she wouldn’t even fathom doing something like this. She’s more clueless than Jackie, because Jackie at least did notice something was off on the field. Even at the party, Laura Lee is the only one who still has no idea there were such tensions.

Her blissful ignorance keeps her kind and pure, apart from the ruthless tendencies of the team. It doesn’t change once they’re in the wilderness—Laura Lee dies trying to help her friends, and she fortunately never gets to witness their worst moments.

Shauna

Unsurprisingly, Shauna’s a tough one. Her attitude towards the Allie situation is as ambivalent as it will be for the rest of the story towards everything else.

Shauna keeps her thoughts for herself until Nat and Lottie leave and it’s just her and Tai, and even then, the first thing she says is, “Jackie’s not gonna like it.” The moment she’s asked to make a personal decision, she talks about what Jackie would think, and it’s not because she herself doesn’t know what to think, it’s just what she chooses to say outright. If anything, Shauna isn’t against Taissa’s plan entirely, and bringing up Jackie rather sounds like an excuse so that she doesn’t dwell on her own dark thoughts.

When Taissa says, “Then we probably shouldn’t tell her,” we expect that to upset Shauna—she wouldn’t keep things from Jackie, right? They’re best friends. While it does upset her, it still doesn’t stop her. We understand why later in the episode, when we discover that she’s no stranger to keeping secrets from Jackie, between her affair with Jeff and the admission letter to Brown (it also recontextualizes their first scene together in Shauna’s car, where Jackie addressed literally both).

On the field, when Taissa plays aggressive and forces Allie to play under pressure, Shauna tells her, “It’s not helping,” and once Allie’s on the ground, she’s one of the girls who runs to her first and tries to comfort her. Even though she didn’t openly disagree with Taissa’s plan, she didn’t want or expect things to escalate the way they did. She’ll make the same mistake when Jackie leaves the cabin, Taissa tells her to go talk to her, and Shauna just goes to sleep, underestimating the consequences of it.

Her ambivalence—if not hypocrisy—is shown later that night at the party, when she tries to pick a fight with Taissa while drunk. I think some part of her felt guilty to an extent, so she tries to fight with Tai out of remorse and because she wants to make her look like the only culprit, since she hates that she was so close to being complicit in it. Who calls her out when she defends Nat from Taissa’s slut-shaming at the party? Natalie herself slams in Shauna’s face that she is complicit.

If Shauna had told Jackie, she would’ve put a stop to it for sure. In the 2019 script for the pilot, Jackie says, “You should have told me about Taissa and Allie.” Shauna’s choice to keep the secret directly anticipates their falling out towards the end of the season. Shauna’s continuous lying drives Jackie mad until she explodes and they have that fatal fight.

Shauna’s the one who tries to act as a person who has it together but really doesn’t. She has the potential to be a good person, friend and mother, but she ends up flunking everything and she barely understands why.

Finally, she tells Tai that she’s “a fucking sociopath”, which, considering everything that happens later in the series, is sort of rich.

Jackie

Like Laura Lee, Jackie has no clue the whole “freeze Allie out” strategy is even happening. Shauna didn’t tell her, she was left out, and she doesn’t find out until Allie’s already hurt and there’s nothing she can do about it.

She watches the others as they rush to help and comfort her and handle the situation, but she doesn’t partake in it because she’s too shocked to move. After the scrimmage, she tries very hard to do as Coach Martinez told her—as captain, she’s meant to glue them together (“When it gets tough out there, these girls are going to be looking for someone to guide them. Can you handle that?”). It’s more than that, though—the way Coach put it, if Jackie can’t do that, then she isn’t really anything special. She’s not as fast as Shauna and her footwork isn’t as good as Lottie’s, and there’s something else that Taissa’s better at, too, though Jackie stops Coach before he can tell her that bit. But nobody seems to care about what she’s saying, and Natalie storms off.

Jackie’s inability to handle the Allie situation and lift the others’ spirits foreshadows her incompetence as well as her progressive loss of influence in the wilderness—in Lottie’s words, “You don’t matter anymore.”

Allie’s accident marks the beginning of Jackie’s downfall even before the plane crashes.

#yellowjackets #shauna shipman #taissa turner #natalie scatorccio #lottie matthews #jackie taylor #yellowjackets character analysis #allie stevens #jackieshauna #jackienat #taivan #can you tell who my favorite is #and why is it the one i diss the most in this #yes im talking about shauna #my meta

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lamnwar · 1 year

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Hi hi👋🏾 I love your work very much and I'm not sure if I'm late, I just saw your post about opening requests. I was wondering if I could make a request about Aomine.

It's perfectly fine if you don't want to, but if you do consider doing it could it be about a chubby reader(no specific traits like blushing, because I don't got that ability). Like they both knew each other before had and hurl sarcasm at each other constantly, but they have lowdown time too sometimes (like relaxing on the roof or some activity they both like.

Reader sometimes compares herself to Momoi because she definitely makes herself known when in a room and wonders if she's good enough to catch Aomine's eyes but he thought they were maybe together because of their interactions.

I know that's alot but bare with me please 💀

I hope that your doing well and wish you happiness always��

Hellooooo 💕 omg I know I took way to long for this but believe me, I loved that request a lot bc I'm such a hoe for friends to lovers with Daiki 😭 I hope you enjoy it!!

It's you, dummy // Aomine Daiki x Fem! Reader

Context: in which you're in complete denial on your feelings for your best friend Daiki.

Warnings: fluff <3, university au!, language I guess?, reader is in denial and it can be a bit unsufferable but bear with it plsss it's worth it, I promise 🤭

“You’re gonna pay me lunch today or what?”

You turn around, unable to restrain the laugh bubbling in your throat.

“Go to hell, Daiki” you reply as you keep on walking in the crowded hallways of your university.

You hear the giant boy grumble, fussing like a spoiled child who for the first time in his life, has been denied something. It’s amusing, how you get him to behave like that, breaking the reputation of cool guy he’s built for himself on the campus. It’s a talent of sorts, you like to pride yourself. For the whole time that you’ve known each other, you know for a fact that any façade he puts up is just a mirror of smoke to you. As hard as he tries, Daiki will always remain your giant dumbass of a friend. And staying in character, he follows you, still not willing to rest his case and take a defeat. You sigh, not bothering from stopping for him – it’s pointless, anyway, because when Daiki has something in mind, it’s hard to get him to change it. And he is adamant in having you invite him for a meal.

“You owe me one, pretty girl” he says as soon as he’s caught up to you.

“Do I now?”

“You absolutely do!”

You roll your eyes, pretty much in disagreement with him. As far as you’re concerned, you don’t owe him anything – not that you’d be stupid enough to owe anything to Aomine Daiki. But he clearly believes in his own truth since he’s still following you.

“Shouldn’t you be on your way to your next class anyways?” you ask as you take a quick look at your watch, “I’m done for the day, but you can’t say that much.”

“I don’t give a fuck about my class, I want to have lunch with you.”

Your expression may remain unphased by his words, but you notice the way your heartbeat takes off. It does every time he says this kind of things to you when he’s unknowingly being confusing to your poor little heart. You may be in denial, though you refuse to think about it too much, afraid of what it may reveal of you. But you can’t help the warmth that invades you when these words come out of him. So, you try, as hard as possibly can, to shake these feelings and thoughts away.

“You’re failing most of your classes, dummy, so please” you sigh.

He grunts, trying his hardest to avoid your eyes, knowing that he can’t refuse them anything that they plead for. He resists as long as he’s strong enough to, but by the way his lips fold in a slight pout, you know that he’s admitting defeat.

“Why d’you always get me to do the right thing, huh?” he grumbles as a soft chuckle comes out of your lips.

You raise your shoulders, feigning ignorance; truth be told, you’ve always been his moral compass so if you were to incite him to do anything remotely wrong, you wouldn’t be able to live with yourself. You come close, giving him a half hug in an attempt to lift his mood.

“Work hard Daiki, I’ll be waiting for you!”

“You’re not getting away with it” you hear above you as his hand lays on your head. “Be ready at 10 tonight, I’ll come to pick you up.”

You step back, a confused look on your face.

“10? Boy, what are you going to do to me so late in the evening?”

He laughs, pulling you away from his body as he gets himself to go in the direction of the amphitheatre. Something about that cute little confused face of yours is entertaining to him – probably because for once, you are the clueless one. With a last flick on your forehead, he replies:

“Taking you on a night drive. Get the snacks, I’ll handle the drinks.”

And so, you watch him go away before you even get to respond to his invitation – if you can call it that. If anything, he’s imposed a surprise hangout on you, and at a time of the day that isn’t really what you are used to. However, you can’t fool yourself; as tempting as the prospect of lying in bed in your comfiest pj’s with a cup of tea while rewatching your favourite show may be, you know for a fact that you’re looking forward to tonight’s appointment.

It embarrasses you to admit that you’ve never been on a night drive before. For one, you cannot drive, and even if you did, this kind of activity is certainly more enjoyable with some company than alone. And you’ve also figured that people in real life don’t do night drives. It’s a fantasy for coming-of-age stories, certainly one of these things that get overly romanticized, so people can feel less bored by their lives. It’s for teenage love stories, an activity that you may be too old for, so it be ridiculous, right, for you to get excited by the idea of going on a night drive with Daiki?

Yet, here you are, ready to go thirty minutes before. You feel nervous, for a reason you can’t figure. Well, you have a theory, but you simply rather ignore it, for it doesn’t make that much sense, all things considered. It still remains that you are standing here, in the middle of your apartment, checking once again if you’ve packed the boy’s favourite snacks and looking at your reflection in your full-length mirror every time you walk by, wanting to look cute for some obscure reason. It’s not like you’d want him to compliment you tonight, right? Even though he does, every time you meet, without exception. But still, despite the frequency of such occurrence, you doubt that it means anything. It’s his teasing, it’s just the way Daiki is.

Daiki, who always calls you pretty girl, especially in public so he can see you struggle to restrain your reaction to these words. Daiki, who is the first one to notice when you change your hair, your makeup, or your nails. Daiki, who sits you on his laps randomly, shushing you before you give him any of that “but I’m too heavy for you” bullshit.

But it wouldn’t make sense, you repeat to yourself, that his actions could hold more meaning than that. Because Daiki, for as long as you’ve known him, has always been that type of guy that is never seen with a girl like you. Especially when you consider that he’s grown up beside Satsuki – your common friend who, before you, had been the one Daiki was following around and decided to randomly hang out with. You’ve met her a couple of times, when she’s come to visit on breaks, and you’ve quickly bonded around the fact that you both wonder why you keep a guy like Daiki around. It's true, you could have both ditched him at some point in your life; he’s lazy, annoying, sometimes confusing and impulsive, despite putting on the front of a cool guy. The thing is, Satsuki is patient and sweet, she’s always taking her time with a smile on her face, laughing away the times he’s being a dumbass. But you, it’s a completely different dynamic. He’s decided from one day to another that you are his new best friend, and ever since, he hasn’t hesitated once to be unsufferable with you. He laughs when you call him a dumbass, and purposely make PDA when you are screaming on all roofs that you hate his guts. He has a picture of you from that awkward phase you went through as a pre-teen plastered on his wall – one that he’s found by stalking your social media like a creep. Daiki gets on your nerves, making you wonder ever so often why, despite everything, you’d still take a bullet with him.

But here you are, in his car with the windows down, the chill air of the night kissing your face as he pretends to dislike the music you’ve put on, though he’s clearly bopping his head along. At this time, most roads are empty, and you see the slight grin on the blue-haired boy’s face when he seizes the occasion to go over the speed limit by a couple of kilometres.

“So… that’s a night drive, huh?” you ask as your eyes wander out the window.

He huffs, slender fingers landing a flick on the side of your head.

“We gotta get out of town first, unless you appreciate the view of rats running on the sidewalks” he explains.

You hum as a response, too embarrassed to admit to you are clueless as to what this night has in reserve for you. After a while, however, it all makes sense to you as you reach the heights, seeing the lights of the city drawing patterns under your eyes. At some point, you even wonder where the stars start and where the city lights stop. It’s all like a painting, and you are just like a kid, watching with fascinated eyes. Daiki's eyes momentarily deviate from the road to lay on you, a soft smile painting his lips at the sight of you with literal stars in your eyes. And then you turn to look at him, mouth slightly agape when you notice that he’s been looking at you like that.

“Get the snacks, I’m starting to get hungry” he says after giving his attention back to the road.

You nod, reaching to get his favourite snack out of your bag, and trying as hard as you can to get the image of him looking at you so fondly out of your mind. The idea of him being so tender is a new concept, something that you refuse to accept as a truth, because if you do, you’ll also have to accept the way it makes you feel.

“Do you want one?” You ask as you try to distract yourself from the direction your thoughts are going.

“Feed me.”

You raise your eyebrows, ogling at him like he’s spewed the most nonsensical thing ever.

“Give me a rest, Daiki.”

“I literally need my two hands to drive.”

“Oh, fuck off! You’ve been driving with one hand all along.”

“Well, you owe me one, remember?”

“Where did you get that from, anyways?” you sigh, persuaded, once again, that you would never be stupid enough to owe anything to Aomine Daiki.

He doesn’t reply; yet, before you get to hit him with a “I knew it”, he leans in to take a bite at the piece of food you have in hand, a shocked look painting your face when his teeth graze the tip of your fingers.

“Wh- what did you do that for?!” you grumble as he grins.

“It just tastes better when it comes from you.”

You fail to find something to reply, brain deep in a fog of confusing feelings. It hurts your mind, all this confusion, and the way he perpetually puts you in this state, not bothered in the slightest. And in these times, you can just sit in silence, fighting with yourself to stop being like that, like a dumb teenager in love for the first time – overthinking everything, blurring lines that shouldn’t be blurred, unable to stop a blooming heart from beating like crazy. But these blue eyes are seeing you; your unusual silence, and your eyes staring at the distance, in search for answers.

After a while, the car stops. You haven’t noticed that you are uphill, near a viewpoint that gives you an unprecedented sight of the city at night. You’re taken out of your thoughts when Daiki’s voice resonates in the car, telling you to get out. And you do, looking around you like a lost puppy, before noticing the blanket laid in front of his car, the drinks and snacks carefully displayed on it. And it occurs to you, at this very instant, that there is something undeniably romantic with the situation.

“You can stand there all you want, but you’d look less stupid sitting next to me” his deep voice nags at you.

“Do you do that with everyone?” you ask as you sit down.

“Huh? Do you mean the night drives?”

You raise your shoulders. You aren’t sure what you really mean by that question, let alone what answer you’re hoping to hear. But it’s easier for you to go along with the way he’s interpreted the question than making a fool of yourself and admitting that you don’t even know what you are asking.

“Not really” he says, opening a bottle for you and himself, “I mean I took Satsuki on a night drive once, but it wasn’t that fun. Girl was snoring after fifteen minutes of driving.”

He scoffs, then takes a gulp. You sit in silence, though your thoughts aren’t so quiet. You feel stupidly jealous, but it’s always Satsuki, isn’t it? She’s been by his side longer, after all.

“I’d imagine you’d enjoy something like that with her, though” you think out loud.

Daiki raises an eyebrow in your direction, not quite sure what you’re implying.

“Satsuki? Eh, she’s cool of course but you know…”

“Why do you always talk about her like that?” you look at him, “she’s literally the best girl out there. She’s pretty, and nice, and she’s so patient with you, it’s sometimes beyond me.”

“Do you expect me to date her?”

The question is so nonchalantly asked, but you can feel your heart tighten in your chest.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if you did” you reply in all honesty.

You deviate your gaze to the view before you. The lights that you were previously in awe in front of, are now almost blinding.

“What kind of shit is going on in that pretty head of yours, huh?”

His fingers reach to your chin, turning your face in his direction. His usually bored eyes are incredibly serious, for once; it’s almost in contrast with the softness of his touch.

“I wouldn’t date Satsuki in a million years, because I like you” he bluntly declares.

His words ring in your ears like a weird noise, till you finally make sense of them. And at this moment, all your confusion, all your thoughts, all your feelings take flame, setting your entire body and mind on fire.

“You… do?” you manage to voice out.

“Am I not obvious?”

He chuckles, hand living your chin to grab his bottle from which he takes another sip. Your eyes are big, like a deer caught in headlights.

“I figured you were teasing me” you confessed, suddenly realizing how stupid you may sound now that you know what you know.

“There’s that too, but I thought we had a thing going on” he admits, “it’s fun seeing you get all flustered, regardless.”

“So you like me, for real for real?”

“Yeah, dummy, in what language should I speak for you to understand?”

You reply with a hit on his shoulder, before burying your face in your hands. Daiki is really good at making you feel like that, you reflect as you feel weirdly hot despite the chill breeze blowing in your direction.

“Is this a date, then?” you ask.

“Well…” he sighs. “I thought it was but apparently, you didn’t.”

“It’s just that I was missing circumstantial clues and…”

But before you get to justify yourself, Daiki is quick to shush you, grabbing your face once again but with more force this time.

“Listen, we can debate on this the whole night or you can tell me right now how you feel. It’s up to you.”

There’s something new in his tone, something you aren’t used to. He is not playful like he usually is, or irritatingly nonchalant. It’s almost desperate, like not knowing if you reciprocate his feelings is something that he fears. The lights reflect on his skin, enough to let you see the way he looks at you, in need for an answer. And you figure that it’d be torturous to not give him one, even though saying those words would come to admit that you’ve been in denial all along.

“I do like you, Daiki.”

The following seconds are unbearable. You can only wish for a reaction – anything that will assure you that all of this is real. So you wait in pain for him to do something or say something. It starts with his gaze softening, and his grip on your face becoming more of a caress. And then it’s the familiar heat of his body – the one you feel every time he hugs you. And finally, it’s something new, that deep inside you’ve always wanted to experience, although you’ve tried to deny it under false pretence of “irrational thoughts” and “absurd theories”.

Daiki’s lips, sweet and smooth, against yours. A kiss that makes everything you’ve been unsure of a certainty. A kiss to which you reply with all your heart, finally being honest with yourself and with him. It sweeps you away, and you cling to the boy’s chest like you fear that he’ll disappear. But when your lips separate and your eyes meet his, he’s right here. And he has no intention of going elsewhere or be with anyone else.

“Are you going to still call me a dumbass now?” he asks against your lips.

“Oh come on Daiki, doesn’t matter if you’re the love of my life, you’ll always be a dummy.”

“Says the one who had no idea what a night drive was before.”

#also sorry for taking sm time life has been crazy lately #i really like writing this #bsf!aomine brings me life you can't imagine <3 #i hope you love it <3 #knb #aomine daiki #knb x reader #aomine x reader #knb fluff #aomine fluff #kuroko no basuke

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loosesodamarble · 15 days

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Erika you’re so brave for that salty ask game! Let’s hear 5, 6, 9 and 27 please?

Alright, time for me to give some salt back (in a loving manner of course)~!

5) Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you?

The MHA fandom largely ruined shipping in general for that series. Like, the one triangle I mentioned before is something I really don't get emotionally. But overall, I've become meh about shipping for that series. Fandoms are truly a force to be reckoned with (derogatory).

6) Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated?

I've said it before and I'll say it again but I've never had the experience of a fandom getting me to enjoy a pairing I once hated.

However, so I don't bore you with the same answer twice, I'll share an example of how the source material of a series made me enjoy a ship. Impey x Cardia from Code Realize was pretty meh for me in the original game. It took me months to bring myself to finish Impey's route and I forgot how the romance developed there. But then in the fan discs! Ooooh! Cardia and Impey are just so cute together. Cardia supports Impey and he lovingly teases her and they work together. AND THEIR WEDDING! GAH! I'm gonna replay CR eventually and hopefully I'll better appreciate Impey's route and his romance with Cardia this time.

9) Most disliked character(s)? Why?

I already said the Zogratis family and Alecdora... Lemme pull from my other fandoms~!

Hero Aca: Tomura Shigaraki. His full time hater status has gotten on my last nerve. I've given up on MHA successfully redeeming him even though I'm pretty sure that's where it'll end up. I only really keep up with MHA to know how it ends.

Demon Slayer: Just imagine me stabbing a bag of milk, if you would. Also Muzan and his victim complex. Cringe, dude, so glad you're gone.

Fairy Tail: All the demons of the Tartaros Guild for being unsufferable, sadistic bastards. Now I know that's the point as demons with no humanity made for the purpose of killing Zeref (and they couldn't even manage that). Brain/Zero and the talking stick from the Oracion Seis also get my seal of disapproval for 1) preying on some traumatized children (that's Brain) and 2) being incredibly annoying (the stick).

Shadows House: Mia. That kid needs to stop being a menace for a freaking minute and give Sara some time to think some independent thoughts. And Edward, I'm not going to forgive him for the shit he pulled against Maryrose/Rosemary and Barbara.

Dishonorable mentions: Yuri Briar from SxF. Gretel from Taisho x Alice (I freaking wish he burned to death in that house). I also generally have a disdain for locked, "true route" dudes in dating sims (except Misyr, he's hot and funny and cool and a monster hubby after my own heart) but Adolphe from Virche Evermore has multiple other offenses against him so he is the worst of the annoyances.

27) Least shippable character?

I dunno what it is but Dorothy has a "single and thriving" vibe. So it's not out of dislike or disinterest that I don't ship Dorothy. It's just her energy is so independent and free that I have trouble picturing her with a romantic partner.

#questions from the ask box #fully bloomed acacia #ask game #soda asides #sorry to suddenly throw out that i play dating sims #i posted a bit about dating sims a long whiles back #but maybe i'll bring back dating sim talk on this blog

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anormaladn · 1 year

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I made a Trigun sona and they're fun to think about/sketch. They're most often an unsufferable bastard that likes to hang out with worms rather than with humans.

About their future vision power, they can get precise glimpses of the future, not always on purpose. Whatever they do or don't, what they see happens. They can force themselves to see more, but you know. It ruins the fun. And the illusion of free will. But that does mean they laugh at jokes you haven't told yet. And that they're banned from all casinos of Gunsmoke/No Man's Land because they keep winning at gambling.

I mainly imagine them in Tristamp setting but I don't really care, I'm just here to vibe with this character.

#art #trisona #trigun #anormalart #oc Husha/Husher #sketches #oc #trigun oc #doodle dump #fanart #fan character

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nicodemuslily · 1 year

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Family

Journalist: Can you introduce us to your family?

Hotch: Yes. Here is Derek, the elder. Our conversations don’t run under less than 100 db and he opens doors kicking them with his foot.

Hotch: Here is the second one, Penelope, who collects glittery pens. As you see her right now, she has just woke up.

Hotch: Emily, the third one. She has a subscription to the local precinct. It’s her fifth arrest in three days this week.

Hotch: Spencer, the little one. He talks a lot, but we don’t always understand what he is trying to say. I think there was an exchange at the maternity ward.

Hotch: And here is Jennifer, my lovely sweet child. She obeys, tidies up her bedroom and does the dishes when asked. She’s perfect. And then, she has a black belt in MMA, so beware of what you say.

Journalist: And him?

Hotch: Well, him, he’s only there to steel our coffee.

Hotch: Get out, sir! That’s enough now!

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Something a little bit different this time, but I didn’t want to publish it during the week (it’s not really a silly comics, but not a sketchdump neither). Well, whatever, I’ve got this idea into my mind for quite some times now and needed to do something about it.

I don’t really know the ages of the character into the show to be honest (Rossi and Hotch are clearly the eldest, and Reid the younger, but no idea about the in-between). Weirdly, I always thought that Emily was younger than Derek, but it’s the opposite actually. So, yes, this timeline above is completely messy, but who cares? They’re no real family after all. :D

Well, I’ll hide the next part because it will have nothing to do with the drawing above. I need to talk about my feelings about the S12E06 (aka the last Hotch episode, but not really because he disappeared 4 episodes before). No one cares but my brain is chewing me alive with the strong emotions I felt watching it. If you think that this character was just an unsufferable and emotionless dork, you’ve got the right to go away to do something more interesting. :)

Well, I could have talk about that on the CM discord server I’m currently in, but they are all MGG fanpeople, so they don’t give a damn about the disappearance of the character (they even think that is a great episode because Emily became the BAU director).

Actually, I totally can get why the writers gave this job to her. She was already a team leader in Interpol, she surely have the shoulders to lead another team with the FBI (especially a team she already knew). I’m perfectly okay with that.

What I’m not okay with is the way it was treated.

I’m mean, all this episode is just nonsense (I’m not talking about the case, just what happened in the team). When Rossi told them that Hotch gave his resignation because Mr. Scratch tried to kill Jack, their reaction was: “Okay, who’s going to be the boss next?”.

Dudes! Someone is telling you that the guy who was your boss for 11 years is freaking out because a serial killer is after his only family left, and you don’t give a damn sh*t. When Foyet was after Haley and Jack, you jumped on the bandwagon to find him at any cost. The same happened now, but with another sociopath turning after a kid... and you just shrug your shoulders???

I mean, even if you’re fed up with the old man, isn’t supposed to be your job to search for serial killers? I know that there was another case around, with kids involved, but they really reacted like it was nothing. And they spent all the episode only talking about Emily and her future role as a leader. They didn’t speak at all about was happening to Hotch and Jack (like they were on holidays or something). It’s just: Emily, Emily and Emily.

The only character who talked “about him” was Garcia (because Rossi asked her). And, actually, she mostly speaked about her feelings and what she could say as last words to all the others, than anything else.

The worst part must be the last scene. Rossi speech is so awkward and the reaction of the others are the same: they litteraly celebrated the fact that a guy they knew for a decade (what I supposed to be their friend) was going to live the shittiest life ever, turning his back all of sudden to his relatives, his friends, his job (maybe his country) for an indetermined amount of time, because a sociopath (they were supposed to catch, you know) was hunting him and his son. Their “friend” has lost everything in a blink, and they drunk Champagne.

That’s nonsense.

I mean, I know why the character left (and I won’t talk about this here, even if I think that he was treated like garbage too), but what I don’t get is why did they wrote something like that. Why they just didn’t kill him?

We all knew that the character wasn’t meant to come back anyway (not like Emily with Doyle, you see), so why they just didn’t put him down definitely, like they did with Gideon. There was no need to kill Jack, just Hotch. The kid would have lived with his aunt Jessica (not a big change for him, if I may), we would have had a terrible burial ceremony (where there’s no need to see the actor) and that’s it. It would have killed me as hell, but it would have make more sense that... this.

Well, I’m sad and angry at the same time, because I love this character so much, but at least, it’s said now. I don’t know if it will help me to watch the next seasons, but I had to do it. Sorry for the rant. It’s just my non-objective opinion about this old frowning guy; feel free to think otherwise. :)

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archesa · 5 months

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I would be glad to know about any of your characters!

midnight, heartbreak, mask, monster, secret

Thank you 🥰🥰🥰 I'll gladly shed some light on their darkest moments for you 😄

Midnight - What keeps your OC up at night? Do they have nightmares? Fears? Anxieties? What do they do in the small hours of the morning when they should be sleeping?

For Galaëd, there was the memory of his brief fall to Mordremoth.

The mere idea of harming his allies, his friends, his lover is unsufferable.

The deaths of Rorschach - first at the hands of Balthazar, then in the jaws of Kralkatorrik and the discovery of his corpse in Dragonfall gave him enough to have nightmares about for a few lifetimes.

And in the darkest nights he reminisces of the threats they still face, of their most triumphant victories and their cruelest loses. The loss of Trahearne almost drove him insane. The loss of Rorschach almost killed him. He dreads to think what he'd become should he lose Canach...

Heartbreak: Have they ever had a relationship that ended badly? Experienced some other kind of heartbreak? What happened?

He has always had a difficult relationship with Caithe.

From the bloom there's been a certain reservation on Galaëd's part - he's always been closer to Trahearne - and her stealing the Egg and driving them to a hunt through Maguuma tore beyond repair an already strained bond. It will take years for Galaëd to regain whatever esteem he had for Caithe after that. (did I already mention that Galaëd is flippin resentful?)

As for heartbreak, Canach vanishing after being freed of his service to Countess Anise hurt.

Galaëd was oblivious to his reasons to flee Centra Tyria at the time - a run in with the Consortium in Amnoon would soon dispell any doubt he had about Canach's motive - and he was pretty distraught to have missed his chance with Canach.

Mask: Does your OC wear a mask, literally or figuratively? What goes on beneath it? Is there anyone in their life who gets to see who they are under the mask?

Galaëd endeavours to maintain an air of respectability - the Valiant, the white-knight, the Vigil - but over the years more and more people are allowed to see beyond this mask - the merryman, the trickster, the brethren.

He is open-hearted with his closest friends - Rorschach, Trahearne and Canach know about everything about him - and does not purposely keep things from his guildmates – even if he is naturally more reserved – but endeavours to keep the rest of the world in confusion regarding his character.

Monster: Is your OC monstrous in any way? Is there something that makes them monstrous? Are they aware of their own monstrosity? Do they accept it or reject it?

He is capable of cruelty when his heart is in harm's way. He took care of inflicting as much pain as he could to the High Inquisitor when he killed him - a small revenge for the confessor torturing Canach... But he hates this part of him.

Secret: What's one secret your OC never wants anyone to know about them?

That he quite often reminisces of his first confrontation with Canach 😏🌵

#archesa answers #galaëd of the cycle of dusk #rorschach grimlaugh #rorschach riresang #dairban #canach #starlight & fireflies

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unknown-lifeform · 8 months

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So I've finished the live action!!

Gonna start with what I didn't like personally I feel the Arlong arc was a bit weaker than in the manga/anime, it got a bit contrived in a way. The other arcs were fine even with the changes just this one didn't super convince me although it was still good. Nami's desperation did hit and that's what matters lmao

A pity we didn't see Hachi but maybe they just couldn't figure out how to make the octopus thing work which is understandable if a bit disappointing. Also a pity we didn't see Luffy bite the shark back they were cowards for that

Garp is... interesting. It's like I see why they went with this interpretation of him but it's not my favorite interpretation y'know? Also he's a bit too serious

That being said the other characters were great. Again Luffy is def not baseline Luffy but he's still amazing. Love the instant Sanji/Zoro hostility, also Sanji was just so cute???

THE SLUTTIFICATION OF MIHAWK I SWEAR

"I could still take you" IN A FIGHT SHANKS? IN A FIGHT?

Zeff and Sanji had a great relationship I loved it

USOKAYA

I've seen some people have issue with the pacing but personally it wasn't too big a deal for me. Yeah some things were a bit wonky but it wasn't enough to bother me

I did like how they spent more time angsting on Zoro's injury! Bit disappointed about the lack of Johnny and Yusaku tho. But that surgery scene? Chef's kiss

The barrel scene aaaaa I died

Flashbacks were a bit hit and miss imo? Luffy, Sanji, and Usopp were really good. Zoro and Nami kinda hit more in the manga/anime, Nami especially didn't feel as heavy

Coby was adorable. Helmeppo was just the right amount of fucking unsufferable

Buggy babygirl <3 They know what the people wanted

THAT CAMEO AT THE END AFHJRHGJTTG I'M FUCKING FERAL GIVE ME THE BASTARD

#one piece #opla #opla spoilers

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elbiotipo · 2 years

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Like I've said before, the reason English-speaking internet political discourse is so unsufferable is because it's all high-school bullshit, and not "they act like high-schoolers", it's not the tones at all, it's literal high-school bullshit drama "popular kids against unpopular kids, boy vs. girls" taken to the political sphere. The focus on labels, the individualism, the cliques, the constant obsession with popular media, and it's all about individual interrerlationships (is it Valid to do such and such? is it politically acceptable to say or do such thing) instead of... you know. Politics that affect thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions of people, not just whatever character did something and what does that mean for your relationships.

#cosas mias #I won't pretend our politics are more mature either #but you know. I think my point is clear.#there's something about the constant 'THEY DIDN'T TEACH US THIS AT SCHOOL' thing here too but I don't know

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meimi-haneoka · 1 year

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(the asker from before) Thank you for the notes. that is really weird though, what is so wrong with "wakarazuya", unless its a bad word there shouldnt be any reason it can't be translated close enough in ENG? yeah, before too i meant, there are fan commentaries with small translations and people post them to different groups (+Facebook?). i can't translate good but i've never heard of something like this happening before with CLAMP? I dont agree on every view on Kaito too but, yeah it's weird...

"there are fan commentaries with small translations"

Can you make a clear example of that? Like, what exactly they translate?

Are they in English or other languages?

I avoid by now all fandom spaces, so I've never seen these kind of posts, but I remember that (when I used to stroll around more) I had seen an FB group making their own scanlations in Latin American Spanish (not Spanish from Spain, basically, which is the official translation CLAMP is uploading on their Youtube channel).

It wasn't exactly great, that's not legal and all, but someone explained to me that the two Spanish languages are different, so....I guess it made sense that the group was doing that.

There was just a tiny problem...that group used the English translation as a base, therefore passing all the mistakes into their own scanlation 🙈That was...so frustrating to see. Because fans were doing this to feel more comfortable reading the chapters in their own language, but inherited all the translation mistakes from a version they thought was legit and official, but actually was very flawed. I remember I was so frustrated to see that happening.

Anyway, back to us.

what is so wrong with "wakarazuya", unless its a bad word there shouldnt be any reason it can't be translated close enough in ENG?

Hmmm, "wakarazuya" isn't a bad word, indeed.

If your question is "why did the ENG translation mess that up?", unfortunately I cannot give a definite answer, but I can try to infer it from what I've seen in the past....3 years? Yeah, ever since I started paying attention to the English translation.

First of all, some mistakes are purely for carelessness.

Some of the mistakes they make are so basic level (they misunderstand one word for another, or make typos, etc) that I really believe a simple check would already fix many of those.

Then, this translation seems to have a bias against the new characters.

I don't know why, but they seem to believe that if they make these new characters sound more arrogant (or bearing more negative feelings than necessary), they'll be more interesting.

Kaito in particular, as you well know, is quite an arrogant character in the ENG translation (all that unnecessary use of "kid", "child" in a dismissive tone when he's talking with Syaoran is really unsufferable to see...none of that is present in the JP version and he actually seems to hold lots of respect for Syaoran from the way he talks about him). I don't think I'm exaggerating when I say that this biased translation might have contributed to make him be hated more than necessary by the international fandom. I don't mean that he's an angel in the original JP, japanese fans are quite irritated with him as well, but there's also a component of benevolence in that irritation, it's more like "why are you acting this way? Instead of trying to reach happiness for yourself too?". It's like they're scolding a mischievous child, literally. Lately they have started to call him 赤ちゃん, "baby", because he's totally immature.

I can't count how many JP fans I've seen along the years getting angry at Kaito, but also wishing him to be happy.

This, instead, very rarely happened with international fans. I see more pure, genuine hate towards him.

But I digress.

Momo, in some scenes, suffers from the same bias too.

She sounds more nasty towards Kaito than necessary. Once (chapter 43) they've put a "You fool!" in her mouth, while she was talking to Kaito, that she absolutely didn't say in the original. It might be a small irrelevant thing, but added to all the rest, it contributed to paint a picture that simply isn't corresponding to the truth. That's why for long, long time, many fans abroad didn't even realize that Momo truly cared about Kaito in her own way.

Now, onto our wakarazuya, this is a word that indicates someone who, no matter how much you try to convince them, won't listen to reason. They're impossibly fixated over their views. Not because of ignorance, but because of stubborness.

Those words they used to translate that term ("blockhead", and even more "dolt" from Lilie) have a connotation of telling someone they're stupid, along with "stubborn", and CLAMP didn't like that. Momo knows Kaito is not stupid and he isn't acting like he's acting because of stupidity.

I admit I didn't even think much of this particular translation when chapter 70 came out (my tears were busy somewhere else...) but apparently CLAMP didn't miss the subtlety and had a bad feeling about it, so they pointed it out. Though they seem to be aware that it's apparently very difficult to translate this word in an exact way in English.

#reply #clear card arc #ccsakura

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You know... Seeing GRRM essentially tell every single fan of Tolkien's books off as cunts if they don't like the Rings of Power previews, if they have already given up on after it's made it clear that the series will, in no particular order:

"Ignore the very detailed time-line that Tolkien spent decades and decades perfecting, compress hundreds of years into just a few decades, have Hobbits living in the shire that should not exist for millennia, insert a whole host of OC characters into a work that already had plenty of characters they could use to explore this time period, rewrite Galadriel, a woman who was meant to be the personification of a powerfull, regul queen as an angry, pissed off, emo teen despite the fact she's thousands of years old by this point, ignore the ACTUAL POC peoples of Tolkien's middle earth, their culture, their story, their humanity, and show us why their enslavement under Sauron was such a tragedy in favor of rewriting the ethnicities of people based on the people of the british isles and pretending that the Haradrim, variags and others don't exists, and all around looking horribly cheap despite the ridiculous budget."

-Has made me realize what a an enormous, unsufferable sellout he is.

Like... This is a guy who saw his magnus Opus be BUTCHERED on national television. The most spectacular fall from grace in television history...

And instead of trying to redeem it by focusing on winds of winter, and a dream for spring, he instead bitches at us for having the nerve to point out that he's well over a decade late on writing his book, when he's made countless comments over the years to the effect of "Just give me time and i'll get it out", promises it's his top priority, that it's all he's working on, and he instead takes time off writing history books about stuff that we don't need to know, and he actually promised he wouldn't waste his time on until the main series was done, and eventually just came out and declared, despite all his promises that he was working on winds of winter above everything else, he's now devoting most of his to other shit instead.

This guy has for all intends and purposes given up on his book fans. The men and women who were there for him from the start, and more importantly, are STILL there for him, even after AGOT burned out like junkie at the end and became forever remembered as trash.

And you know what? That would be fine. It's true, he doesn't owe us anything... But we don't owe him jack shit either. I have no interest in House of the dragon, or any of the other tv-shows Martin is sacrificing WOW for. But if he wants to make them, then by all means, go ahead and do that.

But don't fucking come here and critique others for standing up for a man who spent his entire life doing what YOU aren't doing.

Tolkien spent his entire life on his legendarium, he worked on it until the day he died. He finished it, he refined it, he released his appendices and their stories after he was done with the main story, and he spent over 50 years working on a small, not that important backstory prequel book about a character mentioned once or twice in the lord of the rings set, never releasing it before his death because he was just that dedicated to the quality of his writing and the world he made.

And he didn't do it for the cash, the fame, or the fact it made him legendary. He did it because he truly, genuinely loved his work, and you can tell that with every single bit of extra detail he put into fleshing out his entire world.

Tolkien was approached several times in his lifetime to adapt his work. And do you know what he said each time when it was made clear they wouldn't respect his source material? He told them to piss off, because he genuinely loved his work, and refused to see it be mishandled like "A Game of Thrones" was.

Tolkien would NEVER have stood for a single one of the changes I mentioned above, and fans know he wouldn't, because Tolkien made it very, very clear what his world was, and he refused to compromise on that world.

A mythology for his homeland of England, with a defined, clear, coherent timeline of one end of the setting to the end, with very clear backstories for his world and all the people in it, who refused to let anyone adapt it unless he felt they could do it justice.

Who the hell is Martin, an old man who sacrificed his own book fans for TV series that cannot salvage AGOT no matter how good they are, to tell fans who remember Tolkien, his dedication to every meticulous detail of the world he made, what he stood for, and refuses to acknowledge this garbled fanfiction as an addition to the world Tolkien made, when he made it abundantly clear what he thought of inaccurate adaptions, that they aren't real fans of Tolkien?

Tolkien is dead Martin. His legacy stands, because he made it, and unlike Star Wars, no one can come and claim that they're just "Continuing the story" with varying degrees of success regarding quality, because Lord of the Rings, and by extension Tolkien's entire legendarium is done.

We know damn well what Tolkien's story was about. We read it, We know it by heart. We know how it begins, and we know how it ends, unlike a song of ice and fire, which will never be finished. And that means we don't have to speculate "will this be faithful to Tolkien's world?" Because we can tell by a single glance whether or not it will be.

And rings of Power, even if it was the best story ever told(And it's not going to be), is not the story Tolkien tried to tell. Not by any stretch of the imagination. It doesn't even try to be.

#lord of the rings amazon #lord of the rings #george r r martin #j r r tolkien #a song of ice and fire #rings of power #dedication #sellout

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