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shawsimmer · 2 months
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still haven’t named her yet
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thedvilsinthedetails · 2 months
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rosekiller band au microfic pt2
yayyy part 2 is here! (Again if there’s any typos lmk ty)
(also yeah I changed their ages slightly, the skittles r now 23 not 25 what r u gonna do about it?)
anywayssss here’s the ppl that asked to be tagged/said they wanted more so im tagging them anyway (sorry if u didn’t want that): @always-reading @lady-stardust-incarnate @lulublack90 @idk-what-to-put-here-123 @weirdtinkerbellversion @depressedtheatrekiddo @blu3stars @nikholascrow @good-oldfashioned-lover-girl @picklerab23
(As always if u wanna be tagged or not tagged pls lmk I won’t mind at all <3)
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Evan woke up the next morning to the harsh bleep of his phone that always managed to elicit pure terror in his body. He groaned and rolled out of bed. He’d forgotten to turn off the alarm and of course he was awake at six in the fucking morning on a Saturday.
He threw on a dressing gown over his tank top and plaid pyjama bottoms, slipped into his fluffy slippers and trudged to the kitchen for some coffee.
Once he got to the kitchen he saw Dorcas was already sat at the little island she passed him a warm cup of coffee as soon as he sat down. Dorcas had always been the earliest riser of the band, always eager to get ready quickly and get the hell out of the house, he supposed that’s what growing up as the eldest sister to four brothers did to you. 
“Heard your alarm go off, figured you’d forgot to turn it off.”
“Dorcas you lifesaver. And I mean seriously a lifesaver, I might have murdered someone without this coffee.”
Dorcas laughed.
“Who?”
Evan rubbed his eyes.
“Barty probably. He’s fucking annoying.”
“Any excuse to get up close to him then more like.”
Evan’s head snapped up.
“What?”
Dorcas rolled her eyes.
“Please you’re shit at hiding it.”
“Don’t know what you’re talking ‘bout Cas.”
Evan mumbled, taking a long drink from his mug. 
“Please, save the crap. If you don’t have a crush on him, why do you get so worked up by people calling you a couple. It consumes your every waking thought, now why is that? Tell me.”
“Ughhh I don’t want to think about it.”
He groaned and stared into the brown murky depths of the mug he was cradling close to him.
Dorcas softened.
“Look, Marls and Barty are really close, our next tour stop is London which means she’ll obviously drop by rehearsals. I can get her to ask him if he-“
“He doesn’t.”
Evan ran his thumb over a tiny chip in the ceramic. It was a mug Barty had painted around four years ago, Dora had decided for her sixteenth she wanted to go to a pottery painting place like when they were little. Barty was- honestly pretty shit at painting. The background was covered in vast uneven strokes of black. He’d tried to paint a white ferret on it - ‘Ev this one is for you, if you were any animal I’d say you’d be a ferret.’ - thing is it looked more like a snake with legs that was also, well, a zombie. It was Evan’s most prized possession. He’d be taking it to the grave. He turned it to look inside the handle. Barty had been too lazy to paint that part so instead he’d just written crudely with the brush - ‘B + E forever bitches!’. His eyes crinkled fondly as he read it. 
“I just need to get over it.”
His expression hardened and he looked up at Dorcas again.
“Get over what?”
They both turned to find Barty in the doorway. His hair was sticking up in all directions. Fuzzy spikes of green and black. He stretched his arms all the way up as he yawned, flexing his wrist so his ‘SKITTLES’ tattoo was on full display. He had one of Evan’s jumpers on over his pyjama top. Evan really wanted to reach out and hold. Why’d he have to go and look so soft? Wasn’t fucking fair. 
“Nothing Jr.”
Barty nodded in response as he padded over and sat himself in the chair next to Evan.
“Why’re you even awake?”
Dorcas asked.
Barty dropped his head down onto the island counter dramatically.
“Forgot to turn off my alarm.”
Dorcas laughed out loud, fully threw her head back and everything.
“Two birds of a fucking stupid feather you two are.”
She got up and put her mug in the sink before heading out of the kitchen. Barty turned his head up to look at Evan as soon as she was gone.
“You don’t have to tell me anything Evan, but if you want to you can. You know that right?”
Barty lifted his head and propped it up on his hand as Evan nodded.
“Yeah. Yeah I know Barty.”
“Good.”
Barty shuffled his chair closer before dropping his head onto Evan’s shoulder and falling quiet. It was instinctual, the way Evan brought his arms up around him. After a few moments he looked down though, Barty was suspiciously silent.
“Bee?”
He whispered.
“M’awake. You’re just comfy Ev. You’re really good at hugs.”
Might be ‘cause I was built to hold you.
Damn that’s a fucking stupid thing to say. Fuck I’ve turned into Reg whenever he’s around James.
Yeah Evan needed to get over this like fucking yesterday.
•••
Barty breathed in deeply, face buried in the crux of Evan’s neck. He couldn’t help it really. Evan smelled like home. Probably a creepy thing to say, oh well wasn’t like he said it out loud. Evan was home though, plain and simple.
He didn’t want to move, probably ever. Still eventually as the rest of the group came pattering into the kitchen and things got livelier he had to shift away.
•••
They got on the train at noon, ready to head to London. Evan took the window seat watching as the city turned to rolling hills turned to city again. Barty kept sneaking glances over at him, wasn’t really sure what he was looking for honestly but-
“What?”
Evan asked finally, tone irritated.
“Nothing, just bored.”
“Oh um-“
Evan glanced around, he and Barty were in a two seater while the rest of the band sat around the table in front of them, chatting animatedly.
“S’fine Ev, not anything you can do about it, I’m gonna be bored till we get off this bloody train. Fucking buzzing.”
“Excited for tomorrow then yeah?”
Barty turned to him with shining eyes. 
“D’you remember when we were eighteen? First time at the O2 for a concert? Fuck d’you remember seeing it like that, covered in all the lights ‘n shit. Eventim Apollo doesn’t even compare.”
Evan chuckled. They’d gone to the O2 for the first time June 2019 to see a concert when Evan was still in his backstreet boys phase, something no one was allowed to talk about now under any circumstances.
“D’you remember what you said to me?”
•••
“Look at that stage Ev. Imagine playing there. For all these people.”
Evan turned to Barty and ruffled his hair.
“One day Bee, we’ll be playing here. I promise you yeah? We’ll be playing here and it’ll all the fucking sold out.”
“You think?”
•••
“Yeah. Yeah I do.”
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AHHH I HOPE U LIKED ITTTT (idk when part 3 will be coming but hopefully soon <333333)
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youredreamingofroo · 2 months
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hey rooo 😝 4-6 for the editing questions!
gatekeeping this post under the cut, it got lengthy 🤧🤧
4: If you can remember, why did you start editing?
Okay, so this may be a little off topic, but it still talks about editing LMFAO but I started editing mainly cuz one day I saw Minimooberrys renders and was like WOW okay, I want to learn to do THAT and editing, so she was a MASSIVE inspiration for me to start, not only that but I also watch solitasims and lovvvvvveeeddddd her stuff, and wanted to do what she did but mix in editing :) (I think that answers the question, idk I guess like, I've always wanted to edit, but more importantly the want to learn how to render and also do storytelling in TS4 helped motivate me to start editing if that's a better answer)
5: if you caption your edits, what do you decide to put in the caption?
I tend to keep the caption relatively clean (tags are where you get my reaction and shit LMAOO), if you take Leo and Roos posts for example, they're song related, so I'll put some lyrics that I think correlate to them and the scenes placed in the post ("and then you looked right back and caught my stare"), or sometimes scenes not necessarily mentioned in the post, but can be heavily implied or just assume occur ("It's really nice to talk to you, it's really nice to hold your hands," which implies that they talk a lot and that they do hold hands a lot, whether it be romantic or platonic 🤧). There's other situations where I don't have a song (tbf the Reo posts were the first posts where I did put songs agsiabs), like the valentines day prep posts, I just put "valentines day preparations: [sim perspective]", or like in earlier NSB posts, I just put prev / next cuz idfk what to put in the caption. With more recent posts, ive been trying to caption the posts with something related to the characters (like cataleyas drowning post, where it basically lays out the metaphor for the post, which is "too much love from the wrong person").
6: give us a quick breakdown of your editing process
WOW okay, LMAOO well, I'm gonna have to whip out my laptop for this one
For Cas shots: Usually i put cas shots together, so first thing I do is import the images I want to use in a 6000 by 3000 canvas (to preface: I do all my CAS ss in the dimensions 3000 by 3000), and I usually choose from a few mental presets, two headshots and a body shot, two head shots and a half body shot, three body shots, and theres more to list but im not gonna do all that LMFAO so after that, I place them in their positions and then erase the black background (which DOES get tedious when two screenshots sorta overlap and have to make sure theres no black left around the sim), after that incredibly tedious and unnecessarily long process, sometimes I play around with flipping the character around (in the case of two head shots and one body/half body shot, I make the headshots face toward each other, so basically headshot > body shot < headshot- if that makes sense), although that can be placed anywhere in the editing process sometimes I do it earlier on or later on doesnt really matter lmao. Around this point, its just final touches, looking for weird shadows (which is USUALLY more prominent in blender renders, but it can happen), places where shadows look a little too sharp, and cleaning up those spots. For the VERY VERY final touches, I use sharpen and depending on the shot, contrast or saturation, I sometimes use the hue tool to make a certain color brighter or a different color, however I avoid the latter because it creates a weird effect on the picture, the sharpen tool is important for this part, because I tend to make the sharpen effect stronger on closer shots (head shots), or i dont change settings that much for decently faraway shots (half body shots) and i try to make full body shots to not have SUPER strong sharpen, but i tend to go on the lower end for full body shots aisuhdg
For in game screenshots: This is a bit different, so I import the screenshot that I'm using into a 3840 by 2160 canvas (the size the screenshot was taken with), depending on the shot i may add text, the font i use is Walter Turncoat (in most instances, they vary for different posts lmao), I make sure to color the text depending on whos talking or whats going on, a good example is in the catty drowning post and VDAY prep post, I dont do "[character]: [text]", i like the element of figuring out whos speaking (EVEN if it can be frustrating for me), i try not to make it too challenging to figure out, around my level of reading comprehension (/j), so like Catty is pink, calico is yellow, etc etc. I dont use as much sharpen with these shots since theyre clean as is. A lot of my shots like Gifs are pre-planned and thus is a different story, but in short I usually just edit the gif frames as usual and then put them together later. I also have a custom set of black bars to put around my screenshots bc even tho i do use reshades black bars, sometimes bloom or DOF messes with them, and have to put a clean set above them. I dont really know what to say that is quick, I guess for more "complex" shots, like with moodlets or text messages, i just get the assets online and then edit them for myself 😭
and LASTLY, for renders: Trying to keep this short, I usually just do what I do for the aforementioned shots, but like I said in the CAS shots, weird and sharp shadows are more prominent and I just edit those to make them cleaner and then also just add sharpen and make it brighter or more contrast-y idk 🤧
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Japanese: 鈴木 和泉 (スズキ・カズミ) (Suzuki Kazumi) English: Kazumi Suzuki (カズミ・スズキ) Nicknames: Harbor porpoise-chan (nezumi-iruka-chan) (Floyd), Monsieur introverti (Rook) (Idk French so I hope the grammar for that is right lmfao)
Date of Birth: September 4 (Virgo) Age: 16 (1st year)
Dorm: Octavinelle Class: Class A (No.9) Club: In the Mountain Lovers Club, but also frequently pops in to the Science Club if they're doing something fun. Best Subject: Biology and Alchemy Worst Subject: Swimming Favorite Subject: Animal Languages
Gender: Male (Trans FtM, technically genderfluid but he rarely has female days anymore) Pronouns: He/him or they/them (prefers he/him though) Orientation: Pansexual
Homeland: Land of Pyroxene Species: Human
Languages: English (fluent), Spanish (learning), Japanese (basically fluent) Height: 165 cm (5'5) Dominant Hand: Right (throws objects with either hand)
Hobbies: Watching anime, singing Pet peeves: People who walk slower than him Favorite Food: Ice cream or Japanese sweets Least Favorite Food: Any type of seafood Talent: Procrastination
Overview:
Kazumi is a quiet individual that is often seen out and about rather than focusing on his studies. People either forget he exists or are friendly with him.
Appearance:
Kazumi is a boy of average height, with short black hair that is in an undercut style. He neatly puts himself together in his dorm uniform, disliking it when others have on their uniforms sloppily. He often is seen fixing others' uniforms and scolding them - after all, they wouldn't want to get yelled at by the tweels, Azul, or Riddle, would they? That would be embarrassing.
Personality:
Kazumi is a very calm person, preferring to stop fights rather than instigate them. However, he shouldn't be trusted to always stop fights as he is amused by chaos and will let things go on as long as they aren't too dangerous.
He is very caring, though, liking to help others and make sure they're okay. Still, he isn't a teacher's pet, and wouldn't report much to the teachers (unless it is actually dangerous).
He dislikes studying, and can be seen wandering in to different clubs due to him trying to procrastinate.
Powers:
He isn't super strong, preferring to be in the background and offer support. His magic is mostly fire magic (which is interesting as he's in Octavinelle). He enjoys fire magic the most so he often neglects the other magic types.
Signature Spell:
He hasn't figured out a signature spell yet.
Physical Power:
He is good at kicking. That's about it. He is pretty weak in all other aspects, and often gets yelled at by Vargas. He can't swim (which is fun again as he is in Octavinelle). He tries to avoid as much water as possible.
Background:
He came from a modest background, and was a gifted student (although he got worse at school as he got older). He's honestly stunned that he was able to get into Night Raven College. Although his grades are pretty good, he often does everything last minute.
Family:
He gets along fairly well with his family, but keeps a certain distance; they didn't accept him when he came out as genderfluid or trans (or pansexual, for that matter) so he isn't super happy to get in contact with them. However, he adores his dog, and would talk for hours about him if he could.
Likes:
Sweets, animals, manga/anime, learning new languages, being online, Azul Ashengrotto.
Dislikes:
Spiders, swimming, being forced to do work, not having electronics/Wi-Fi.
Extra:
His nickname from Floyd is Harbor porpoise-chan(ネズミイルカちゃん (nezumi-iruka)) because they are shy (similar to Kazumi) and are mostly seen in groups of two or three. Kazumi only has a handful of friends that he is himself with, often putting up a false front in front of others so he doesn't get hurt. In addition, these creatures are known to be highly sensitive to noise; Kazumi is pretty sensitive as well, and he tends to not stay at parties for too long (and if he does, staying as far away as possible from the speakers as he can, especially if he doesn't enjoy the music). He also tends to be wary and doesn't approach new or strange people/things, similar to a harbor porpoise not approaching boats.
He often pops into the Light Music Club's practices to listen (he enjoys music) and tries to give helpful tips.
He also likes to take care of the horses for the horse-riding club (he loves animals) but he rarely has time. When he does take care of them, he is often seen talking or even singing to them.
Sometimes he walks with Malleus for the Gargoyle Research Society when they're walking the same way.
Kazumi sometimes skips around campus. He's gotten yelled at more times than he can count. He finds it fun though so- (he tries to do it in secret).
He can often be seen with earbuds in and listening to songs. He quickly turns the songs off though (and he won't tell you what music he was listening to most of the time).
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theyarebothgunshot · 3 years
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jib 7 breakdown and analysis 
a little while ago i said that i am open to requests for making analysis posts when it comes to cockles panels and just cockles in general, and i got quite a few responses. the first person who asked me was my lovely tea anon, and the panel in question is jib 2016 aka jib 7. 
first of all i want to give you my take on the overall vibe, and then second of all i will get into the details and link to certain timestamps in the video. 
standard disclaimer: i am not gonna be linking to every single thing i talk about, but i will try my best to link to the moments that stand out to me the most. my recommendation would be to watch the panel in its entirety alongside my comments. i have read long posts about this panel before, so not everything in this post is gonna be original or said for the first time ever, simply because there is a good chance that information has stuck in my mind and has subconsciously formed my view of this panel. this is also in no way, shape or form gonna be coherent, unfortunately. i’m just gonna hope that the cockles hivemind will be able to make sense of this regardless. love and light. and lastly, this is all in good fun, so don’t come at me if you think this is too out there please and thank you.
the overall vibe that this panel gives me is that jensen and misha are a unity at this point. they are in sync with each other, and this whole panel is very relaxed and in good spirits. there is also the fact that their outfits match very well. and with jensen ross ackles involved, that cannot be a coincidence, so i love that a lot. 
another thing that i cannot ignore is that it’s also a very sexual panel, with a lot of double meanings and innuendos and remarks that can be read as sexual if you are as pervy as me. 
now let’s get into the specifics. 
although i am sure this is not going to be news for any of you, i feel like a little background knowledge is in order. before this panel, misha had had a panel that day with j*red. the mishalecki panel was really fucking funny and filled with sexual innuendos. 
between these two panels, it appears that there was a break in which they all had nothing to do (i am basing this off other people’s experiences and reports that i have read in the past, as i unfortunately wasn’t there myself).
considering how this panel goes, i think there is a good chance that jensen and misha just had sex beforehand. and based on both of their demeanors, one could draw certain conclusions about who did what (i honestly don’t like talking about who tops and who bottoms because who gives a shit and things are rarely that black and white, but all i’m gonna say is that even though jensen has joked about his asshole before, jensen and misha clearly said switch rights).
from the very first second. the VERY FIRST SECOND. jensen is sauntering on stage like he is thee man. then the crowd is cheering ‘one more time’, and jensen looks at misha, starts cheering too, and makes a movement that is bordering on obscene before waving it away. conclusion: ‘one more time’ could also mean ‘one more round of hot steaming sex’ and he still had sex on the brains, so that was what he was thinking about. 
ahhh, the intricate ritual [1m34s] of greeting each other on stage as if you haven’t spoken to each other all day, even though you probably just had sex….. jensen ackles, i wanna study you. i wonder what the deal is with that. does he just like to pay misha extra attention on stage? does he revel in the fact that he knows that fans like this sort of interaction? can he just not help himself? questions that keep me up at night. 
also, there is just SOMETHING about the way jensen says ‘i’m doing well how are you?’ it’s almost flustered? borderline shy? and then he goes on to say that he did an impression of misha earlier, in a manner that’s just so flirty. idk guys. it’s flirty. kindergarten flirty, but flirty nonetheless.
misha, of course, immediately turns his entire body towards him. almost as if they both already forgot there is an audience in front of them. then he just gets closer and closer to jensen, for no reason whatsoever except for the pure magnetic pull they have on each other. pray4misha.
i think it is a testament to how in sync they are that misha immediately realises that jensen mentioned bicycle touring during his ‘impression of misha’, and i love the moment where jensen puts on an accent (something that misha normally does) and goes ‘is like sport’ and misha laughs and goes ‘is very similar to sport’ and they both lose it. idk, i feel like that might be a sort of inside joke to them as well. 
this might be slightly reaching, but hear me out: right away, jensen goes: ‘oh by the way, sore?’ why would he say ‘by the way’? what is he thinking about when he says that? is it about ‘is very similar to sport’? because i could totally see them having sex and refering to it as ‘well that’s kind of like a sport’, as an inside joke. it works. i’m just saying!!! 
look. i know this back and forth has been discussed to death. we all know that the implication is that jensen fucked misha and misha is kind of stunned that jensen actually goes there. so stunned that he repeats it: ‘sore? am i sore?’ almost as if to stall a bit in his response. yikes. 
i think that it’s fair to say that this is something jensen enjoys doing: riling misha up on stage. because a lot of the time, misha has the upper hand on stage (probably also in the bedroom but that’s another conversation), but sometimes. sometimes jensen just can’t help but throw a lil oil onto the fire. (see also: underbear panel, throwing himself on stage to get straddled, etc). 
misha goes on to say that ‘after the panel with j*red’ he is quite sore. you can take that at face value, and think ‘oh so he is joking around that the panel with j*red made him sore haha’ or you can see a little bit of the truth shine through: literally after that panel, something happened that made him sore. it’s always easier to lie when you are bending the truth.
i actually can’t believe i never connected the dots before, but when misha deflects and says ‘oh you’re talking about the bike riding’ jensen is quick to say: ‘oh no i was talking about what just happened’ but instead of pointing at the stage (which is where the previous panel took place) he is gesturing to backstage. i mean…. way to feed into my ‘they just had sex backstage’ theory, jackles. thanks for that. 
i cannot get over the way jensen is looking at misha throughout this whole ordeal, but especially when he goes ‘you heard it here first, folks’ and misha walks up to him. THAT FACE. fuck him. he’s so gone. 
sidenote: i have never wished to be able to read lips as much as i have since i have stumbled upon these two morons, because i WISH i could see what misha is mouthing to jensen. i know there is some spec that he might have said ‘i am a little bit’ (aka he is a little bit sore) and i could see that, but i just want to know for sure. and even though i have seen people state that jensen would have already known about the panel with j*red, i think it’s possible misha hadn’t filled jensen in yet, seeing as they probably were doing something other than talking. 
let me take this moment to tell y’all about one of my jenmish theories, and that is: i think that jensen sometimes is overprotective of misha and that can come across as jealousy when it’s actually just worry. and i think this panel is a good example of that.
misha says [4m25s] that in italy they call come influence and jensen just. straight up looks at misha like ‘what the fuck did you do, what mess did you get yourself into this time?’ this is another reason why i believe he actually didn’t know about what happened during that panel yet: the reaction looks very authentic. you see his eyes shift from one side to the other and back again, as he is trying to process it. and honestly when you look at misha, his face goes through this journey of ‘this is funny’ to ‘shit is this maybe going a bit too far?’ and ending on ‘okay wrap it up wrap it up’. this is further solidified by the fact that jensen starts to mime digging a grave (aka ‘digging your own grave’).
misha tries to ‘change the subject’ by saying cas is the bottom in the implied relationship with sam and jensen immediately brings it back to sports. see what i meant when i said that they are tying sex and sports together? here jackles goes again, doing exactly that. for no reason whatsoever. (except to once again proof my point). 
WHY [5m50s] do they both burst out laughing at ‘tight end’ why why why i don’t wanna know but why why also quick reminder of ‘are you sore at all’ help i am just. EVERY DAY they are making me perceive things and connect dots and i do not like it. anyways i’m not saying that this is all very graphic stuff about their sex lives but i’m also not not saying it, you feel? jensen’s face says it all tbh. on a more wholesome note: i love the fact that they basically wanted to say ‘we should take questions’ at the same time. again: in sync. 
when the first person to ask a question said ‘this is a serious question’ misha goes to explain to jensen that that was a joke during his panel with j*red, another reason to believe that he hadn’t told jensen about the panel yet. jensen’s face there…. heart eyes motherfucker. 
i really don’t see enough people talk about the ‘safe word’ [6m38s] bit. jensen is the one to bring it up ‘so we should probably establish a safe word at this point. mine is keep going.’ misha laughs, and then realises what jensen has said, and (here comes my dom/sub truthing) teases jensen by saying ‘what is your safe word?’ to which jensen replies ‘keep going’ but LOOK at jensen’s face after he says that. he shakes his head with a little smirk and looks at misha with such a knowing look in his eyes that says ‘you fucker you know damn well what my safe word is’ and he actually does a double take and immediately rolls his eyes at himself after that. it’s all very quick but it’s far from subtle and i am here for it. 
i fucking love this next part because when the person says ‘a real story about the real jensen and the real misha’ they both are just like ‘yes okay’ but as soon as they say ‘that you have never told anyone before’ jensen just looks down and moves his head as if to say ‘what the hell am i supposed to come up with then’ lmao it’s really funny, and they end it with: ‘to know you a little bit better’ and guys (gn) i beg of you to look at the way they look at each other here. [7m24s] jensen is just like ‘help wtf should we say to this’ and misha just smiles down at him fondly like ‘sigh our fans really want us to talk about our relationship and as much as we would love to share stuff we just can’t’.
when misha says ‘we have to dust off some of those stories that we usually try not to tell other people’, something comes to mind: the ‘3 least ordered items on the menu’ story, that jensen shared a year after this at honcon. i honestly think that maybe they started to talk about what else they could share with the public, after this panel, because they get similar questions like this one all the time. either that or jensen just thought about what he felt comfortable sharing, without talking to misha about it, and decided to tell that story. 
i also absolutely love when they say ‘this is a serious question’ at the same time. AGAIN: IN SYNC!!!
‘i actually have a voice for you’ jensen can you please tell me why this sounds flirty and charming while you are actually about to make fun of your husband? i hate you (no i don’t) the fact that misha immediately knows what will happen, says a lot.
then jensen says: ‘dust off an old story for uhh..’ and burst out laughing. i swear to god i’d give my left pinkie to know what came to mind and what he whispered into misha’s ear. and i’m left handed. but i think we can all agree that whatever jensen said, it was something sexual, seeing as misha goes ‘nope’. those fuckers (affectionate).
something that i have mentioned in the past is that jensen always sort of ‘jokey’ goes ‘oh shit’ whenever misha says he’ll share something personal/private about them. i mean. jensen, it would be less sus if you didn’t respond. just giving you some pointers here, bro. because misha almost never shares something strange, it’s actually your reaction that makes me go ‘hmmmm.’ this time he even gets kind of elaborate breathing?? [10m27s]
oh to be a fly in clif’s car… honestly, the things clif must have heard and witnessed lmao. he clearly knows what is up between them (has made enough remarks about thinking that misha would be the bottom and that misha on his knees was nothing new for me to see that he absolutely knows.) 
this isn’t really important when it comes to cockles but they talk a bit about j*red’s internet dispute with at&t and jensen goes ‘oh they know’ gesturing to the audience. so clearly, jensen is well aware of the fact that fandom gets involved whenever something happens online with any one of them. just. thought that is an interesting fact. just in general. also love how i can tell that they both think j*reds crusades are bullshit (as they should). 
there is something really cute [14m13s] about the way misha goes ‘do you want your apple juice?’ and jensen goes ‘yeah!’ it sounds so domestic and mundane and i just. god i love them so much. 
i know we talk about jensen’s heart eyes a lot. but y’all. look [14m52s] at misha right here. he’s SO in love.
the thing that strikes me about jensen putting on ‘that voice’ for misha is that misha is honestly not bothered by it at all, but i think if the shoe was on the other foot, jensen would definitely be bothered. i don’t know what conclusion to draw from that but i just thought that is interesting. i always laugh at that bit, though, they seem to have so much fun.
i REALLY wanna know how jensen got from ‘will you dance for us?’ to ‘no but i’ll tell you what, misha and i will write a song for you real quickly.’ it’s such a fast transition that i am tempted to think that this was something he had been thinking about for a while now. he just wanted his mish to sing a song. and that warms my heart.
if you think i will ever get over how soft jensen is here… ‘you’re smart, you think on your feet, you make brilliant videos, put them on facebook, write amazing texts (*coughs* poems) and tweets and stuff, go ahead. spit out some lyrics, big guy.’ there is not one single thing about this that i do not adore. an ode to misha!!!! so casually!!! fuck. it might be true that if you want jensen to do something, you get misha to ask him, but it’s certainly also true the other way around.
the way jensen just. stares [19m02s] at misha, trying to get inspired by him, trying to feel out what cords to play. yeah. the way misha stands up but instinctively turns to jensen when he starts to sing. yeah. and then during the remainder of the song, he keeps on turning to jensen even though he faces the audience. and jensen loved it all. it’s so sweet. idk why but it just is. jensen just wanted his babe to thrive and get the love he deserves. 
aaaand in comes the dom shake [20m37s]. we love to see it. jensen just keeps on looking at mish. almost gets lost in it. touches his inner thigh (one of his habits, which he does a lot around misha or when talking about misha). 
i think it’s very interesting that jensen’s reaction [22m11s] to the question if he thinks dean will ever find a way to have a romantic relationship and to find himself in between normal and supernatural, is to immediately looks at misha. like? what was the reason? did he expect misha to answer a question that wasn’t about cas but about dean? did he think he should maybe answer it in a destiel-like manner? was he worried that the fan was hoping for a destiel-like answer and was he looking at misha to gauge what he thought was a smart way to respond? so many questions. 
i think it’s pretty interesting that jensen was very aware of the fact that people did not wanna see dean end up with a huntress lmao. he absolutely was aware of so many fandom things.
when jensen said that misha just crossed the line [23m40s], it’s another example of how jensen is ultra aware of what misha says and how it could get him into trouble and by the sounds of it, misha knows that as well but he just can’t always stop himself in time. from what we can see, he often realises just after he has already said something (when it is already too late).
listen. the fact that misha says ‘when harry met sally’ BEFORE the question was even finished, and jensen LAUGHS, like??? that panel was 5 years ago at that point. it clearly made a lot of impact on the both of them (jeez i wonder why, could it be because misha faked an orgasm and jensen got excited? hmm. who knows.) 
i think the dance portion is so fucking hilarious i’m wheeeezing. literally. they are just moving randomly AND YET THEY STILL SORT OF ARE IN SYNC? amazing.
you wanna know what i find really cute? the fact that jensen has such a soft spot for the resume off. part of me thinks it’s because they had a resume off in both 2012 and 2013. 
and jib 2012 took place during the famously rumored break up period. i wouldn’t be surprised if jib 2013 was that much more special to him because they finally got to make it right again. don’t look at me i’m getting emotional (on that note…… i might wanna write something about the break up period at some point. but idk. i mean. it’s a lot to delve into especially since i wasn’t in the fandom back then but. it compels me. we’ll see i guess.)
okay i know i keep saying this but they are SO in sync, as soon as they talk about photo ops and jensen goes ‘and to dab a little salt in the wound’ misha knows what he is gonna say, and they stand up together to demonstrate what happened. AND they both go ‘that’s not the punchline’ they are husbands. 
misha and jensen have both “twirled away laughing” in the EXACT same manner during this panel: misha when jensen starts to read the script, and jensen right here when misha says ‘what’s it like to be in a successful long running show’. they are mirrors. listen. listen. i know my mind is in the gutter a LOT of the time but like. uhm. there is this moment where they recall a woman saying in the photo op to ‘eat it’ (the string candy she gave to them) and misha says ‘and so we did’ and jensen looks at misha and it is SUCH an incriminating look i mean i don’t wanna be that person but 5 bucks he was thinking about eating misha out i am JUST SAYING. LITERALLY LOOK AT HIS FACE. [28m55s]
misha teases [7m02s] jensen by saying ‘what did you do? did you actually do it on purpose orrrr’ and i think it was to make jensen elaborate on it. which i think is a fucking good way to pull that off when it comes to jensen. cause jensen doesn’t like to brag, which misha knows, so by making that joke he is essentially trying to get jackles to tell the audience more about what he did, without him feeling like he is boasting about himself. and misha looks so pleased when jensen starts talking.
fuck i literally had to pause just now because. jensen says: ‘one of the characteristics of dean that i love to play is that he can bottle those fears up, stash them away, and just go. and uhm… sometimes i wish i could do that.’
this is actually making me a bit emotional because. he took his time saying this. it was a very deliberate move. he wasn’t sorry he said anything or regretted it. he wanted to get that out there. and i just. it makes so much sense if what we all think is actually true. he wishes he could just ignore all his fears and go for it. and it’s not hard to imagine what ‘it’ could be: coming out. whether that be just about his relationship with misha or being attracted to more than women in general, just in any way shape or form. it’s poignant. and misha turns away, but you can see him sigh a little bit. 
the whole bit about “apple juice” is just very cute and i enjoy it a lot. one thing i will say though is that i can kind of spot two tells of jensen: the way his face scrunches up when he is telling a lie that he thinks is clever, and the way he always leaves his chair to pour a drink when a question becomes difficult/hard/too funny to face head on. he has done both of those things time and time again, during panels with misha. just an observation. 
there is this little moment [10m13s] where misha tells the story about how he used to make apple cider with worms and dirt in it and in the end he goes ‘anyways. new england apple cider everyone. highly recommend.’ and jensen echoes that, ‘highly recommend. yeah.’ and of course that could just be a way to joke around and play along with misha but i’d like to think that he has visited misha and they had some apple cider together. just because i like the thought and i can, so. 
how CUTE is it that jensen remembers ‘i’ll just wait here then’, a line cas spoke 7 years prior to that panel, in a scene jensen wasn’t even in. i love it.
jensen slowly shaking his head when misha says ‘fuck’ and apologizing for it has SUCH major ‘excuse my husband’ energy. i love it.
‘i’ve got an idea’ [14m13s] ‘what? let’s do it’ misha imMEDIATELY regretted that lmaooo they are always so aware of double meanings and yet they cannot seem to help themselves. we love to see it. 
can you BELIEVE jensen ‘dance monkey dance’ ackles OFFERED to shamelessly promote a movie they have nothing to do with??? jensen, who hates the fact that they have to play some sort of show on stage, actually wanted to do that with misha??? i’m just- something something if you want jensen to do anything ask misha, but apparently also: if you want jensen to do something get misha involved and he’ll love it. 
and then he has the audacity to say ‘over to the wheel of love.’ i mean. i can’t.
(i don’t necessarily understand what is happening btw but that’s okay, because it leads to champagne. which is fun.)
okay so again apologies for my mind being in the gutter but jensen’s face [16m33s] when he says he is going to explain what [the champagne] tastes like……. hm. help. 
 honestly i just love the whole champagne bit because i love it whenever they get so playful on stage, and them “presenting” the bottle and going all ‘we know what we’re talking about’ ‘we’re kind of connaisseurs’ and the whole english accent bit. say it with me…. in sync. 
jensen popping a champagne bottle is something that can be so personal…. (i’m touch starved and going crazy, leave me alone)
i absolutely love the fact that jensen notices that misha is miming taking off his pants and misha immediately runs to him to explain and jensen just goes full on protective husband mode (YET AGAIN) ‘i turn my back for 2 minutes’ lmao it’s just such old married couple behavior. an old married couple that is horny and deranged, but still. 
i’ve seen the gifset of this moment [24m52s] many a times but i still think it’s so intimate. the way misha looks at jensen and walks backwards with him, for no fucking reason at all. sigh. misha’s hand clenches a little, and honestly i think he would have wanted to reach out to jensen in that moment. pat his arm or his back. and something happens a little while later that only proves my point even more…
that caress [60m5s] is probably one of the most intimate gestures i’ve seen between them. it’s so familiar. so natural. it says a lot.
and that’s the end of the panel. all in all i have to say that i enjoyed rewatching this panel with the analysis goggles on, because it’s really a very different experience and i picked up on a lot more than i did when i watched it just for fun. i think this is one of my favorite panels of theirs (at least until my next analysis lmao) because of the fact that they are so in sync with each other, which goes to show that their relationship was in such a good place (mind you i am only using past tense because i am describing a past panel, not because i think they’re not in a good place right now). this was a lot of fun folks, if you actually read all of this, god bles, you’re the best. see you next time!
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porcupine-girl · 3 years
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This is long and contains more theater history than you probably want in a meta post but here it is anyhow!
Okay, here is my totally insane out-there theory that I shouldn’t be typing up, I should be editing and posting my lectures for tomorrow but here we are.
The pie scene that’s been released (see here) has a few things going on besides Dean being weirdly okay with Cas gone, more okay than Sam:
In the background we’ve got a truck that says Dabb’s Pies. Could just be a cute shoutout. Could be more.
Dean’s very first lines are “Oh, I don’t have a choice. This is my destiny.” This is the man who literally just spent an entire season freaking the fuck out over his lack of free will. Sure, Dean might make a joke about this, but the writers chose this to be (most likely) the very first thing he says one episode after finally shaking off destiny to get real free will?
Sam acts like Dean is crying and Dean responds as if he is trying to hide the fact that he’s crying when... he’s clearly not? At all? We’ve seen Dean cry so many times and it is not happening here?
(I say it’s probably the first thing Dean says in the episode because a) the scenes they release are almost always very very early in the episode and b) the music sounds like what they play when we come out of the cold open into a goofy Sam & Dean scene.)
Also do not forget that between the promo pics and the actual promo they seem to at some point deal with people who are very plainly dressed up as monsters but may or may not be monsters underneath. The initial photo took me to very meta places to start with, and it’s only gotten worse.
Okay so like, here are my crazy fucking thoughts that probably have nothing to do with what will actually happen:
Sam and Dean, of course, don’t actually have free will. They are still characters in a TV show written by other people. Dabb, in this case.
It’s Dabb’s Pies! Dabb is the one who caused the pie festival, and who is causing Sam and Dean to go there and eat pie!
My initial thought when I saw that photo, as it says, was “Did Brecht direct this episode?” Brecht was a playwright in the first half of the 20th century whose whole thing was breaking down the 4th wall. At the time theater tried to be as realistic as possible - hiding lights with set pieces, all sorts of stuff - in an attempt to make the audience forget they’re watching a play and get full immersion.
Brecht said “but what if we did not that?” and worked to make it explicitly clear to the audience that they are definitely watching a play and not real life. The movement was called “epic theater” or “dialectical theater” and the goal was to make the audience aware of their place as the audience and think critically about the thing they are watching as a play that was written and is being produced with the intention of communicating with them.
Brecht and others used a lot of techniques for this, from writing narrators and other 4th-wall-breaks into the plays to making it obvious that what you’re seeing are set pieces and props and not real things. Having what is obviously a man in a black costume with a skull mask play a monster (possibly a floating skull) would be right up his alley.
@shinychimera had a great comment on that post saying “They could squeeze a bit more meta in if it’s a real crew member playing something like a kuroko stagehand (from kabuki) who’s been pulled into the story…“
Kabuki is another theater tradition that explicitly does not try for anything like realism. You probably know it for its elaborate costumes and makeup, but yes, one part of it is that stagehands regularly come onstage to move things etc, dressed all in black and you’re supposed to pretend they’re invisible.
So anyhow what I’m saying is that what that photo SCREAMS at me is fourth-wall-breaking, meta, theatrical traditions that do those things.
I think the episode starts with what we’ve got here - Sam and Dean are moving on with their lives, probably on a pretty standard MOTW hunt, blissfully unaware that they are still not 100% free.
Somehow, this is going to start breaking down, Truman Show-style. I don’t know exactly how. A crew member wanders into the shot? Whatever.
From there it devolves into something super-meta and SUPER-trippy.
They realize that Cas is only in the Empty because the writers put him there, but somehow the fact that in real life Cas actually has affected the narrative in ways the writers didn’t expect is addressed. Cas loving Dean literally is something the writers never intended to be there but that grew organically because of who he is. Maybe same for Dean loving him back? Or maybe that doesn’t get addressed til later.
So now Dean knows that Cas really is the only real thing in his life and they gotta get him back.
However they get him back is gonna be, again, super trippy. They have to fight monsters like these, that are clearly not their-world-monsters but are people from our world dressed up as monsters.
They probably have to go through either Cas or Dean’s memories or both.
Dabb himself likely appears on-camera to talk to them at some point.
The one barn that that photo looks the most like to me is the one in On the Head of a Pin, which is one place where Cas could’ve died but didn’t (unclear whether it’s where they initially intended for him to die, sources conflict).
So maybe we’ll get a tour of the places where Cas’s love for Dean changed the narrative. Maybe Dabb himself will even explain them to us.
At some point, whether by Dabb himself or not, it will be explicitly mentioned that fans helped shape this, that we saw what was happening in Cas before they did.
IDK how this mindfuck ends but there is definitely kissing and Dean realizing that he’s been pushing down his feelings and denying them to fit a mold that the writers created for him years ago that doesn’t fit anymore.
So, uh, there you go. ¯\_(ツ)_/��
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Opening Line Tag Game!
thank you for the tag @yourfinalbow AND I AM SO PUMPED YOU ARE READING ANGELS OMG! Evie’s list is here.
I do not have 20 fics yet but I will list my AO3 thus far :) Re my favorite, I think I love ALL my babies but I really love the opener to Freedom is a Length of Rope.  Idk why the thought of jellyfish streamer legs makes me smile.  
Patterns?  I guess establishing the sense of place and setting asap? My journalism undergrad background is showing.
Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 of your favorite authors!
1. Angels Don’t Fear the Reaper (post canon/generally compliant with canon but adjacent re the end of the show.  Death!Dean WIP):
When his eyes first open, there is nothing but darkness. Not the velvety, deep black of night, but the steely, thin murk of nothingness. Of cold.
Of death. Of Death.
Somehow, it feels like coming home.
2. The Dandelion and the Bee (nature AU!/allegory):
Once upon a time there was a dandelion, who lived in a wonderful garden.
His face was the color of sunshine, with a hint of blazing green from his stalk and leaves.
3. deep in the meadow, down by the willow (a coda to the above)
The dandelion grew accustomed to this new rhythm of life with the bee.
They watched the sunrise and listened to birds sing in the trees, their own private concert.  Sometimes the bee left to pollinate flowers, but the leaving didn’t scare the dandelion anymore.  
4. Freedom is a Length of Rope (a ficlet for Jack’s birthday, and Dean’s dealing with a few things of his own):
The bunker floor is littered with bright bits of gold confetti.  Some of the balloons came untied from the chairs earlier and now drift across the ceiling, their rounded tops bumping against it like meandering jellyfish with long curly white streamers for legs.
Dean escapes the sounds of the party for a minute, ducking outside for air.  He fills his lungs with oxygen, inhaling slowly.  Then exhaling.
5. Mae the Fourth Be With You (a ficlet for @seraphcastiel‘s birthday where theres a Star Wars joke and Cas gets words wrong):
“CAS!  Get your feathery ass down here, pronto!”
Dean’s voice echoes through the corridor, tinged with frustration.
Cas looks up from the morning paper.  The page in his hand is folded into a careful square around today’s crossword puzzle.
6. Driver Picks the Music (a ficlet about a flashback to the Free to Be You and Me fanfic gap of Cas riding in the passenger seat of the Impala for the first time):
Cas is driving to the farmer’s market.
The road is open and empty, so early on a Saturday that traffic hasn’t yet crowded the expanse of asphalt.  Cas rolls a window down, folding his arm over the side.  
Cool spring air pours inside the SmartCar.
7. Britannicanatural (a ficlet about a little hobby Cas picks up after a traveling salesman convinces him to buy a product):
Dean uses his hip to nudge the bunker door open, balancing the greasy paper bags and cup holder of drinks in his arms.
“Honeyyyyy I’m home!” He roars out in his best Desi Arnaz impression, inspired by the impromptu I Love Lucy marathon Jack insisted on last weekend.
He stops short at the sight of Cas on the floor of the study room, surrounded by books in mahogany leather binding.
8. An Atrocity is Happening (cursed slash amazing? collab with @goth-dean. reverse French Mistake, FM Jackles visits the spn universe.  We are sorry.  Also mind the tags, this one is explicit):
Jensen has no memory of the week Misha died. The week he apparently stayed at Jared's house, and the two of them beat the living shit out of an extra. The week that same extra stormed the set with a gun and shot Eric Kripke stone dead. All Jensen knows is that all of his credit cards are maxed out and Danneel isn’t talking to him. He’s staying in a hotel near the set. Dee suggested he stay at Jared’s, but Jensen has a feeling that whatever it was that caused him to black out for a week, Jared had something to do with it.
Also Jensen hates Alpacas.  Who owns an alpaca? So here he is.
tagging (no pressure):
@bichaoticdean @sinnabonka @shelikestv @darkshrimpemotions @thisisapaige @moonlightdeancas @omittedcastiel @doctorprofessorsong @transcas @trenchcoatimpala
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worthlessstreetrat · 3 years
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Watching Black Widow again and the opening credits amaze me so much. I wish they kept that darker tone throughout the movie but I annoyingly understand why they didn’t. It also seriously highlights human trafficking.
But it makes me ACHE for that Black Widow trilogy. This movie really should’ve been released after CA: Civil War!!!!!!! It would have been a great intro to her background and intro to Yelana. Then the next movie could’ve been about the RR. idk.
I really wish they’d fully dive in on what happens in the Red Room rather than hint & show blurry clips of it. I hope Marvel actually reveals what goes on with the RR with Yelena at some point.
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Please please PLEASE give us the thought process behind picking everyone’s true form
The archangels and antagonists specifically punched me and took all my lunch money with how spot on they felt
I have actually gotten three asks about this so far, so I’ve decided that I’m going to give an explanation for one of the posts in response to each ask. I’m going to do the antagonists here.
Uriel: This one is very imposing, it looks like a spray of feathers. The gold is striking, and to me it represents power, but it’s the only color outside of black and white, which represents his rigid thinking. The whole image gives me the vibe of a crown of feathers, representing Uriel’s belief in the purity of angels and their cause, as well as his feeling of superiority over humans. But all this aside, this is one of the images that I saw and immediately knew which angel it was, before I thought much about my reasoning at all. I saw it and said, “oh, that one’s definitely Uriel.”
Metatron: This one reminds me of an emperor penguin, because of the colors, the shapes, and the textures. That’s not why I chose it for Metatron but that’s what made it first catch my eye. It’s fairly simplistic in colors, in a similar way to Uriel’s, because Metatron thinks he’s a lot more creative than he actually is. There’s something almost sinister about this picture, although you might not notice it at first glance. I think it’s the way the yellow and white peaks in front stand out, but there are others looming in shadow in the background.
Zachariah: I chose this one for Zachariah because it reminds me of a painting you might see hanging in an upscale hotel. Not like a millionaire hotel but more like a nice hotel your boss puts you up in while you’re on a business trip for your white collar office job. It’s abstract but kind of in a boring and predictable way. It’s colorful, but the colors are kind of muted. There’s also a lot of negative space. I don’t know, this is another one that I looked at and immediately went “oh yeah that’s Zachariah.”
Hester: We don’t really know that much about Hester aside from the fact that she was in Cas’s garrison and said that iconic line about Dean corrupting everything that touches him. Castiel was lost the second he laid a hand on him. Icon. This image looks kind of like blue and light green feathers proliferating out from a single point, which is pretty cool. This one was chosen mostly based on vibes, I don’t have a great explanation besides just saying that this looks like Hester. Idk.
Naomi: Okay THIS one I have a lot to say about. So this one I originally saw in a portrait orientation rather than landscape, with the blue on top, which honestly works better but looked weird when all the other ones were sideways. So the blue on top/the left represents the placid minds of the people who she’s brainwashed, as well as her own outwardly placid demeanor. However, there’s chaos underneath, and it’s trying to break out, represented by the cracks in the blue. In the original orientation, it looked like blood was bleeding down from the red dots, representing the cost of that “peace.” It’s also the exact visual of the blood leaking from Cas’s eyes as he started to remember what she pushed down. There’s a violence to her, underneath the calm veneer.
Anael: This is actually one of the ones from the very first edition of this post before I decided it worked better without the explanations included. Here’s what I had there. “Dark, with a sort of murkiness to the colors. Gives the sense of things hidden, secrets. Inconsistent coloration, with combinations that look ever so slightly off. Deceitful. Lots of negative space, like something has been removed or depleted.” I think that pretty much stands for itself. The shading also lends to this, as well as the sketchiness at the edges of some of the shapes.
Ishim: This is one of the ones that I thought was pretty cool at first but came to really, really love the more I looked at it. It looks somewhat like a third grader’s interpretation of the sun if an artist rendered it. It has a quality to it that makes it almost look like a woodcut. I chose this one for Ishim because of the way it looks like fractured light. I also think that the “body” of the “sun” in the top right corner is dark, like a dying star going supernova. Cas once saw Ishim as someone to look up to and follow, but he sees that the angel army has been rotten from the get-go, causing pain and suffering by carrying out orders they don’t question.
Duma: This one is really cool to me personally because it looks kind of like the inside of a cell and I am a gigantic science nerd. Tell me the left side of this doesn’t look like the Golgi apparatus. I chose this one for Duma because it’s complex and intricate, and it looks almost maze-like. The pattern of the colors makes it look almost like there’s a shape being partially obscured by the negative space. Like a puzzle missing pieces, and if you were to find those pieces an image would emerge.
Ephraim: This one also piques the interest of my science brain because it reminds me of synapses, where electric currents are carried from one brain cell to another. However, there are black veins running down through one side of the image, like death spreading at the cellular level. All of the pinks represent the pink mist left behind after Ephraim’s kills, and the apparent incongruity between that color—the color of bubblegum, a color associated with innocence, levity, happiness—and the gravity of Ephraim’s job is interesting to consider. The side of the image with the black veins running through it is more colorful, with a wider range of colors, even though the black is there—a black that is NOT present on the pink side which represents death—representing the pain that Ephraim senses from humans that naturally comes along with experiencing a wider spectrum of emotions. But this spectrum, with its pain, also includes a happiness and freedom that Ephraim will never know.
Gadreel: This particular image is interesting because it’s really the only one with such a sharp delineation down the center, with fairly solid colors on both sides. This represents the duality that Gadreel presents within the narrative itself, as well as his personal struggle between two loyalties. The fact that the separation doesn’t go straight up and down the image is also interesting to me, and it almost gives the appearance of falling, to represent Gadreel’s fall from grace, and the red droplets on the right side represent the damage that was done when Gadreel fell.
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meowmeowmessi · 3 years
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What also made me WHEEZE was that the villain (forgot his name lol) said that he would come back when Ichigo was happiest...and when did he come back ? When Rukia visited!!! Renji and Inoue where in the background and said nothing.The ending sucked overall tbh with Ishida and Chad being what they hated and promised not to be,Orihime not following a career like an astronaut or teacher(which she mentioned in the dreaded confession)tbh Ichirukis didnt need the canon we had the whole manga,had honeymoon cover, 1000 blades and red string of fate and shoujo bubbles.They made so much sense!! I do agree that ih gives similar vibes to destiel what with Rukia/Sam taking priority and being soulmates to Dean/Ichigo and Cas/Inoue feeling excluded. What made me mad is that they were so perfect together even Orihime knew that Rukia was special to Ichigo. Tite Kubo KNEW what he wrote im still baffled by his decision to make ih canon instead...
Lmao im sorry im bothering u abt this but GOD!
The villain's name is Yhwach I believe (how does one even pronounce that send halp) and it's fine!!!! GO OFF FAM I'M WITH YOU. And good god you're so right that the ending was a disservice to everyone. I feel so sad when I think about how Ichigo said he wanted to protect a mountain load of people and then he got downgraded to,,,,,,, whatever the heck he got downgraded to in the final chapter. My boy Ishida deserved so much better too ugh. Orihime got Cassified so hard oh my god. Girl had so many dreams but ultimately got reduced to a satellite love interest for Ichigo and he didn't even love her back 💀 She was simping so hard it's embarrassing. And that's exactly why I agree with you that IH and destiew and IR and wincest have a lot of parallels!!!! I'm so glad I'm not the only one to see that 😭 God remember how in Fade To Black everyone forgot about Rukia bc their memories of her got wiped? BUT ICHIGO REMEMBERED HER. JUST LIKE HOW DEAN REMEMBERED SAM IN REGARDING DEAN AAAAAAAAAAAA. You're so right! I don't need IR to be canon bc I have the entire MANGA on my side (and extra materials from the anime to boot) 💅 Like Rukia's entire "That's the kind of man you are in my heart!" speech to Ichigo??? Those 7 lonely months Ichigo spent being utterly miserable without Rukia (heeeey almost like how Dean was miserable when he was with Lisa and without Sam amirite)??? Ichigo gaining bankai for her??? The fucking poems??? THE SHOUJO BUBBLES??? Man I could go on and on and on about how perfect they are for each other. Idk what kind of crack cocaine Kubo was on or what beef he had with Shounen Jump at the time he drew the final chapter, but dude could write romance like no other, man, and yet he fucked up big time. He had something so special and he mucked it up smh. But again, no biggie, bc like you said, even Orihime knows that Rukia is special to Ichigo. She said so herself that Rukia isn't just a "friend", she changed Ichigo's whole world. Girl knew she was a third wheel for life. Just like Cass 😂😂😂
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astermacguffin · 3 years
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I sent your very good “Sam and Dean are the Eucharist” post from yesterday (at least it was yesterday for me idk like 12 hours ago) to some spn friends in a discord server and we were talking about it and were curious what denomination you were approaching it from (feel free to just dm me if you don’t want to answer publicly or not answer at all). Thank you for your good good writing!
Thanks for the appreciation! I was personally raised in a Catholic household so that's the angle that I took most from. Although my personal faith has moved away into a more esoteric / occult direction, I still serve our local Catholic churches out of familial and community obligations (plus I live in a predominantly culturally Catholic country, so there's that). This background still inevitably colors my interpretation of texts.
(An important caveat: my take on SPN as a text is NOT an authoritative reading. Interpretations from different denominations, cultures, religions, and ethnicities are always welcome.)
Anyway, I want to be more specific about my cultural/theoretic background for my "Winchesters as the Eucharist" meta, which is Filipino Catholicism, a very specific kind of beast.
If asked to describe it, I would depict it this way:
1. FC is very social. Fiestas and other cultural events in the culturally Catholic areas of the Philippines are almost always tied to celebrations of the church, like the feasts of patron saints.
2. FC is very theatric. Big events in the church calendar are almost always marked by intense ritualisms and theatrics. Such events may vary per locality, but I'm personally a fan of the "falling fireball from the sky" setup we have for Christ's death and resurrection. We also host literal plays during the Christmas Eve mass for Nativity (and Nativity-adjacent) reenactments. This is usually a drama-comedy combo, which is amusing to watch within church walls, being played literally in front of the altar.
3. FC is very localized. By this, I mean that every cultural aspect of FC can wildly differ depending on your locality. (If you're Filipino and you've never heard of the fireball or the church plays, this is probably why.)
4. FC is very material. What I mean by this is that FC embodies the divine in the mundane; divinity is literally right here, amongst all of us. There's a reason why there are plenty of Filipino teleseryes that depict divine presence as something in-the-world that intervenes with our lives (e.g. "May Bukas Pa", "100 Days to Heaven", etc.) as well as why Filipinos have such strong reverence towards religious artifacts and statues (e.g. the Black Nazarene). The objects themselves are NOT what's being worshipped, but instead what they represent, the same way that gazing a photo of your lover does not mean that it is the photo that you revere. These material things are believed to be imbued by divinity, which makes them function as the conduit for spiritual phenomena.
(I have a hypothesis that this is likely because of the animistic/shamanic roots of precolonial Philippines before Spaniard rule and subsequent Christianization of the natives. Witnessing contemporary Filipino folk magic practitioners will always be fascinating to me, especially those who intertwine Catholic lore with naturalist mysticism.)
Point 4 is perhaps the most salient aspect of FC that informed my reading of SPN. Because FC is so materially and bodily felt, it wasn't a far stretch for me to read Sam's blood and Dean's body as functional parallels for the Christ narrative.
(Also, in this particular reading, because Cas functions as our proxy in the narrative, the violence and crimes constantly committed towards him are inadvertently directed to us as well. Absolutely normal show.)
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seaglassdinosaur · 3 years
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Bro. I haven’t even seen the finale and I could write a better ending.
Okay so: the boys are sad about Cas. At this point, Dean comes clean to himself about his feelings, he was in love too. Sam’s like ‘yeah that makes sense’. They do some twenty minute long fetch quest to get all their friends together to ‘beat the lonely’ or something idk how it works, let’s be totally honest, Jack’s probably the one who saves Cas. How? I don’t know. In some meaningful way. Dean and Cas lock eyes, Dean steps forward, cut to black.
It is: several months, maybe years later. It is nighttime, Dean and Cas and Sam and whoever else is still alive are all eating dinner around a dining room table. Sam has a family and a partner (Eileen?) and they’re all laughing about what’s going on in their lives right now. Dean and Cas are much more touchy feely with each other now, acting like a happy couple. Jack’s going to college, starting to see someone, has his eyes set on a future career, tbh I know nothing about Jack but that he deserves the world, so set him up with a great life, Sam’s maybe, finally finishing law school?? Like he wanted to??? He’ll help out hunters and kids with tough lives. Dean’s like, running a halfway house or working at a shelter for at-risk teens, kids who’ve had rough family lives. And sometimes he misses the monster fighting, but he’s really happy to be able to come home at the end of the day to a house and a partner and not have to stress that they’re bleeding out or dead. Also he has a dog, he deserves a dog.
The dinner party winds down. Jack heads out, the kids are being put to bed, Sam and Dean are on the porch, and one of them says something like ‘wow, did you ever think we’d get something like this? House, family?’ ‘Not in a million years brother. It’s nice.’ ‘That’s so sentimental.’ They do the jerk-bitch back and forth. And they’re happy.
The impala pulls up, Cas honks the horn. ‘That’s my ride.’ He smiles at Sam. They hug. ‘Goodnight Dean.’ ‘Love you.’ ‘Love you too.’ Dean trots down to the car as Sam watches. He opens the driver side door. Cas has already scooted over, they’ve done this before. Dean leans over for a kiss, which Cas gladly provides. (From the porch Sam rolls his eyes, knowing these saps so very well.) Dean’s hands are on the steering wheel. In the streetlight, you can see a wedding ring on his finger, matching the one on Cas’. They turn the radio on, cranking up a very familiar tune by Kansas. Before they peel out, Dean leans out the window, calling ‘goodnight Sammy!’ He drives away, down the street, Wayward Son in the background.
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Cardigan - Belmerttons
Ship: Belmerttons
Genre: Angst if this is how you angst lol
Song: Cardigan - Taylor Swift 
A/N: So I’ve been meaning to get into doing songfics for awhile now and I finally found time to do it yeyyyy. in celebration of Taylor’s newest album I wrote my first songfic to one of  my favorite songs on the album!! It’s always me projecting my inner swiftie lol. give the song a listen it’s sooooo good. Idk how frequent i’ll be writing these songfics but just know i want to dabble in a little bit of songfics so I hope y’all like it! (it’s my first one so critiques are much appreciated!)
Vintage tee, brand new phone
High heels on cobblestones
That night, Buttons was finally brave enough to wear his high heels out in public. The club he went to was full of life. Flashing lights in every corner of the room, music blasting like it’s the end of the world, various looking people dancing to the beat.
Buttons found refuge by the bar to order a drink for himself to sink in his loneliness. Despite the club being packed with people, he doesn’t know anyone.
But that’s where Buttons found him. Leaning his back on the bar top. In a yellow vintage t-shirt that says ‘Santa Cruz, California’ in blue. He dragged his eyes to meet the face. The right amount of freckles sprinkled across his cheeks as it spreads out when he smiles. White teeth gleaming under the light the disco ball provided. Jet black hair going absolutely wild like the scene around them.
God was that stranger attractive. And he might’ve caught Buttons starring.
Dancin’ in your Levi’s
Drunk under a streetlight
He presented himself to Buttons as ‘Elmer’. He was charming and smooth for the most part. Pulled the right strings in Buttons to give him butterflies. But Buttons can tell he might be a little tipsy from the way that he’s slightly swaying for no reason.
One thing led to another and Buttons founds himself walking out of the bar with Elmer. Manhattan’s nightlife is something he’s used to, since he has lived here all his life. But he has someone to share it with now. All of a sudden, the moon seems to shine a little brighter and the stars twinkling undecipherable signals to Buttons.
Buttons laughed at the stupid antics the alcohol made Elmer do. They’ve just met, but Buttons can tell he isn’t the best dancer ever. Elmer swung his body while holding onto the streetlight while trying to sing the lyrics to the very loud song the club provided, with a little stain on his jeans from the liquid he accidentally spilled. It made Buttons erupt into laughter.
They’ve only had one simple conversation but Buttons can tell getting to know this boy is going to be one wild adventure he can’t wait to embark.
Hand under my sweatshirt
Baby, kiss it better
And it was. For two full months, they’ve spent their days together. Elmer made Buttons’ day to day life so much better. Every little thing they did was like a new adventure. Whether it’d be going out for pizza to as little as sneakily putting a hand under his sweatshirt in broad daylight. Maybe it’s too soon to tell but Buttons could almost say it’s love.
Luckily, he hadn’t said it. When Buttons really thought this was all too good to be true, it was.
They’re in each other’s arms, in the middle of Buttons’ apartment. Swaying slowly to soft music they put on to fill in the void. Buttons rests his head slightly into the curve of Elmer’s neck, and Elmer’s sitting on Buttons’ fluffy brown hair.
Previous nights they did this, it was full of life. Now that reality has finally came around the block, they sway in each other’s warmth to the inevitable heartbreak they’d have to go through in the morning.
Chase two girls, lose the one
Elmer isn’t an official New York resident. He lives in Poland with the rest of his family. The kid who’s known to do the right thing only because that’s what his older siblings has been doing their whole life. And the right thing for him is to go with his family’s advice to propose to his long-time lady friend since his 25th birthday is coming up and he hasn’t found a special someone yet.
But he doesn’t love that girl. Not in that way at least. When Buttons found out about the truth, he was in pieces. Sobbing in his bedroom all alone that Elmer had kept that really important information from him.
When you are young, they assume you know nothing
Buttons’ should’ve put his guard up when his heart said it was all too good to be true. Elmer is a gentleman, that part was true. He was out of Buttons’ league. Did everything Buttons could ever ask for when he’s searching for someone to share his love with. But Elmer was never his to keep or lose.
Elmer wanted nothing more than to go back in time and make everything right. From preventing Buttons to sob his heart out from thinking how dumb and naïve he was. And Elmer couldn’t do anything more than just be on the other side of the door, listening to each teardrop Buttons’ received from the devil they’ve created within their made up heaven.
But I knew you
“Why didn’t you told me?” Buttons had asked once he finally picked himself up. He opened the door to see water streaks on Elmer’s cheeks, much like his own.
“I wanted to… I-I swear on my life…” Elmer chocked out, sniffling his stuffy nose. It was hard for him to form a proper sentence with the sobs threatening to escape his lips, “I just… couldn’t find the strength to… accept that I could lose you…”
He really thought he knew who Elmer was. But it turns out he was still the same stranger Buttons met at the club.
What had made the situation even worse, Buttons didn’t have the strength to slam the door at his face. He was to weak to hate him. He couldn’t if he tried. He continued to sob his puffy red eyes out as he embrace Elmer in a hug. Elmer couldn’t stop his own tears from sinking into the sadness.
He let Button’s tears leave a mark on the hoodie he had worn that day. Hoping the marks would stay there forever to remind him the best thing in his whole life he had lost.
Playing hide-and-seek and
Giving me your weekends
And it was unfair for both parties. Elmer found that ‘something’ he’s been searching for his whole life. Giving his all to Buttons.
Elmer gave Buttons a new meaning to simple weekends. Glued to the bed till 11 AM, entangling in each other’s limbs under the covers, skipping breakfast to turn it into heavy lunch dates. Sometimes one ends up dragging the other outside to get some sun. Other times, they stay in with their pyjamas on.
He also reminded Buttons what it’s like to interpret the famous ‘young, wild, and free’ quote. Elmer had ran around Central Park like a child one night. Buttons ended up following his little game of hide and seek after seeing nothing would make him stop. Forgetting their whole point of walking Buttons back to his place after their sixth dinner date.
And it was on that cold and dark night that he finally found out what it meant to stargaze. Buttons had finally caught up to Elmer, fully crashing on his chest when he turned around unexpectedly. Elmer caught him in his arms before gravity did. He held him up with breathless smiles decorating their faces. They were locked in an intense gaze and felt their breath do the same.
Elmer raised a hand to rest it on Buttons’ cheek. If the soft touch didn’t give Buttons goosebumps, the words Elmer whispered after will.
“Ca-can I kiss you?”
Your heartbeat on the High Line
Once in twenty lifetimes
Buttons never even thought their Manhattan adventures could get any better. But it seems that Elmer knows how to make all the black and white colors in life full of color.
Something as small as focusing on Elmer’s heartbeat as he lays his head on his chest while sitting on Buttons’ couch could make him feel this way. Safer than being under the covers at night when 7 year old Buttons had a fear of monsters in the closet. Warmer than the hot chocolates he orders when he goes to Starbucks. Feeling confident that everything in his life has lead up to meeting Elmer.
And when I felt like I was an old cardigan
Under someone’s bed
You put me on and said I was your favorite
For the first time in his life, he found out what being loved really felt like.
It felt like Elmer’s hugs was warmer than winter jackets. It felt like Elmer’s finger that had traced any inch of skin on Buttons was softer than a newborns blanket. It felt like all the bright colors on Time Square’s billboards were nothing compared to what Buttons sees when he kisses Elmer with his eyes shut.
To kiss in cars and downtown bars
Was all we needed
And their love, or whatever it is they have, was each interpreted differently. But it still comes down to how sweet it was.
It was sweet to Buttons for Elmer to be laughing in the middle of their kiss as they head home with a cab after wearing their legs off from roaming around Manhattan. They made sure to give a huge tip to the driver for needing to put up with their honeymoon stage.
“Is he going to be okay after going through that car ride with us?” Buttons asked, still smiling as they make their way into Buttons’ apartment building after exiting the cab.
“I gave him a $20 dollar tip for needing to endure all of that. He’ll be fine!” Elmer replied, to which Buttons countered it with a giggle.
And Elmer thought it was sweet to him when he successfully got Buttons to go to a bar and endure his tipsy antics after his second drink. It’s not that he gets totally hammered, but Elmer does starts to get a little lost after two drinks of scotch.
Buttons had to hold Elmer’s arm the whole way back or else he might trip and fall. It was a sight to behold when Elmer did manage to trip and fall on his own footsteps.
You drew stars around my scars
But now I’m bleeding
“You could still stay”
“You know that’s not possible”
“Then make it possible”
“Buttons—”
“You don’t even wanna go back there”
“I can’t—”
“You lied to me for nearly two months!” Buttons lifted his head from the warmth of Elmer’s shoulder, making the two stop from swaying to the background song, “I’m sure you can make up another lie to tell your family”
It broke Elmer’s heart to hear something like that come out of Buttons. Voice cracking a little from the sob he held back, but the anger still visible. And slowly, he starts to bleed out invisible liquid out of his eyes. It isn’t the conventional blood you’d get from a nasty cut. Because it was worse.
Buttons sobs quietly as he stares up into Elmer’s eyes that’s starting to bleed as well.
Elmer grabs Buttons cheeks with both hands. He wipes away the tear streaks with his thumbs and sniffles out, “I’m sorry. But I can’t”
Steppin’ on the last train
Marked me like a bloodstain
The next day arrive a little too quick. The day Elmer leaves for Poland. It’s a long-shot for him to return because his Manhattan trip alone costed more than an arm and leg.
Buttons isn’t sure how Elmer managed to convinced Buttons to take him to the airport. And now that they’re standing in front of the entrance, Buttons regrets it a little. Because no one should be saying a proper goodbye to the person that broke their heart. No one should be crying over that person exiting their life. Buttons knows better, yet, he can’t help it.
“I gotta go—”
“I know” Buttons cuts him off. No trace of warmth or longing in it. Just plain cold words.
Elmer just stands in front of him, not moving one inch of his muscle other than the ones on his face. His expression changes after getting the message of how hurt Buttons really is. But who is there to blame other than himself.
I knew you
Tried to change the ending
Peter losing Wendy
“Buttons…” Elmer called out with his breath. The crowded airport fades away around them as Elmer drops his hands holding his passport and plane ticket. He looks at the shorter boy, desperately trying to look for the same look he saw in his eyes when they were still having those adventures around the city together. The hope, the adoration, the excitement. Anything that dismisses his coldness Elmer is receiving. 
“I know you’d stay if you can. But you can’t” Buttons replied so Elmer wouldn’t waste his breath on something Buttons already knows.
They stayed quiet for a moment. Buttons looks down to his worn down sneakers to ignore the visible pain behind Elmer’s black misty eyes.
“If I were to ever come back…” Elmer started out with a crack in his voice, “…would you want to see me?”
Buttons furiously wiped an eye with the over-sized jumper he’s wearing and looks up to meet Elmer’s eyes, “I-isn’t there a flight you’re suppose to catch?”
That answers Elmer’s question pretty quick. His heart shattered even more. With a hopeless breath, Elmer turns around with his luggage but stops halfway to face Buttons once more before finally disappearing to the crowd, “Take care, Buttons…”
And when you are young, they assume you know nothing
Buttons should have never opened his heart so easily to the stranger he met in the club. He wouldn’t be in the back of the cab from the airport just to say goodbye to Elmer. The heartbreak he’s enduring is all his own fault. He holds back tears threatening to trickle down his cheeks again.
How could I’ve been so stupid? He thought to himself, looking out the window. The view of the city goes back to being the dull city he’s always lived in. Nothing is exciting about Manhattan anymore. Benjamin Davenport, you deserve this for being such a fucking naive idiot.
But I knew you’d linger like a tattoo kiss
I knew you’d haunt all of my what-ifs
Once Buttons shuts his apartment door, he sinks down the floor with the door against his back. He tucks his knees closer to his chest, grabbing it for dear life as he sobs harder than before. The air turns into all sorts of misty with every drop of water rolls down his cheeks.
That same misty air didn’t change for the coming of long and dreadful days ahead of him. Where he now has to spend them without having a partner to conquer the city. The skin Elmer has placed a kiss is somehow screaming for more attention. And his brain constantly rewinds the ‘what-if’ Elmer had asked before he left for his flight.
If I were to ever come back would you want to see me?
Oh, God, what if he really will come back? What would Buttons do?
The smell of smoke would hang around this long
Days turns to weeks. Weeks turns to a full month. Every possession Buttons owns that Elmer has touched haunts him till this day. It’s unfortunate to Buttons because he let Elmer touch every aspect in his life.
But there’s this part in Buttons that tells him to hold on. Hold on to that huge hoodie Elmer had let him use at night when it got too cold. In this one particular night, Buttons let’s the weeping sky decide whether he’s going to listen or not.
He let’s his weakness gets the best of him and grabs the gray hoodie from his closet, slipping it on in one swift move. Buttons hasn’t washed it since the day Elmer left it there. Buttons takes in the smell as he drops his weight back on his couch again. Sweet and fruity. He even picked up a little scent of Scotch from the soft interior. There were more he sort of picked up, but couldn’t pinpoint what it was. But that’s the smell of Elmer.
‘Cause I knew everything when I was young
I knew I’d curse you for the longest time
Chasin’ shadows in the grocery line
The feeling of longing is still there. And that ‘what-if’ was still looming in the back of his mind.
Buttons hates him. He hates Elmer for bringing in hope when he knows it’s going to be ripped away from his hands sooner or later. He hates Elmer for showing him a world only the two of them can see. Buttons hates the cruel act of receiving so many things from him like they’d be something special, only for Elmer to retract it all.
But secretly, he wishes Elmer really would come back. Part of him wants to call him up and check on him. But another part of him wishes for Buttons to get over that guy. It took so much time to get to where Buttons is at right now. Sure, there’s still that sorrow feeling in his stomach but he let’s the sky sob for him ever since he stopped his eyes from doing so.
Elmer had made up his mind to leave. So Buttons should just drop it. There’s no point in trying to chase someone who isn’t waiting to be caught. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t want to. The coldness of his living room makes him miss Elmer’s warm hugs. But he stays strong because he knows that ‘what-if’ is only a dream.
Or so he thought…
I knew you’d miss me once the thrill expired
And you’d be standin’ in my front porch light
And I knew you’d come back to me
A faint knocking on the door brought Buttons back to his apartment from his mind concentrating on the sound of the rain. He cocks his head towards the sound, a little surprise upon hearing it since he isn’t expecting anyone to come.
He reluctantly gets up from the comfort of his couch, dragging his feet across the cold hardwood floor. He opens the door to reveal a figure all too familiar.
Buttons’ eyes widen up to the same eyes he fell in love with. He froze in place to see the presence of the tall boy with the same wild hair he wore on the first night they met.
“I…” Elmer started out, shifting his hands out of the pocket of his jacket to reach out. But he retracts his hand mid action, figuring out it might be inappropriate to do it now.
The air between them shifted. A mixture of everything they’re feeling all at once as they hover between Buttons’ apartment and the gloomy hallway. They speak through their frozen posture, saying everything and nothing all at once without a verbal word being exchanged until Elmer broke the silence first.
“I hope you can forgive me”
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colourful-void · 4 years
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Hoshiai no Sora Fan Movie Breakdown/Theory/I don’t know
Yeah I went mad so imma do theories now I guess. rip homework and fic.
spoilers for the fan movie, which is like 3 minutes and on youtube so just head over there, theres a link up here somewhere.
So first off, where’d the student council go?
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Prez dances alone despite usually having some people watching and clapping behind her. They’re just gone!
Most of the first half is reused footage, so theres not much Ill break down, at least for now.
Once the outro is done, we cut to the final moments of Hoshiai Episode 12, as if we haven't had that scene burned into our brains.
Once that ends, we cut to this little card:
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Which I think means two years later (according to this post which is honestly a way better post than mine, go read it.)
and then this card which according to google translate says ‘living that time’ I dont think thats right.
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Let’s note we’ve returned to black on white background, and not the coloured on black of the title card at the end.
One of the best OST’s in the show plays (imo) and we get a little montage.
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Rintarou and Taiyou go to the same school, good for them! They’re trying to get members for a soft tennis team (probably) but everyone around them is uninterested. They have more colour then anyone else in the shot, and are given more detail. part of that is because no one does background characters, but I think theres some symbolism there with them having their own little world of soft tennis, especially since Rintarou and Taiyou are known as the more energetic and friendly (or colourful!) members of the team. There’s also a baseball team walking in the background which I find interesting.
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Tsubasa is angry and still playing tennis. If we follow his line of sight we find he’s glaring at (or at least guiding us to) the people in the back longing around and not playing. I can think of two reasons why he’s upset. One: because of everything that happened season one, he takes the game seriously and dislikes people slaking off. or two because it reminds him of his old team. I think one is more likely than two though. yet again anyone who isnt a main character isnt coloured in.
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Shingou????? Is now at a strict school I guess?? The thing that stands out here isnt really him being at this school, (his parents could totally send him off) but he looks happy. Proud even. Not only is that contrary to the Shingou we know, but look around him. The background characters dont have eyes but they sure do have frowns. they’re also really gray, unlike Shingou.
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iTSUKI GOT TALLER?? Lets note some things! The background characters have gone from being tinted a bit grey to entirely monochrome. The other characters have backpacks like Itsuki (idk the name but they hold tennis rackets) by beyond that, Itsuki doesn’t fit into the scene at all. Beyond just the colour, he’s not looking at the other boys, and it doesn't seem much like the other boys are looking at him. you could crop him out of the scene and the boys would look perfectly normal. The boys are also all wearing ties where Itsuki has a hoodie, giving him another way to stand out.
Now where everyone else had a still that zoomed in, we turn to my son, Nao.
He gets 5 shots, two of which are animated.
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Note that when we see Nao’s hand all bandaged, the music takes a bit of a dip, making a static noise a bit like what we hear in some Nao scenes, or like a ghost.
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So: Nao doesn’t play tennis anymore, clearly he either misses it or something, but in whatever case he thinks about it, and watches the others play. More than just play, he watches them celebrate.
Now look at the other boys who approach Nao. We get a bad vibe on instinct. I could be wrong, but it looks like the boy on the far right is the same boy who watched as another bully talked to Itsuki and then got bashed for it. Mainly just due to hair and him wearing a mask around his chin, which we haven't seen a single other character do. Actually, I dont think we’ve ever seen a Hoshiai character wear a mask, so it stands out.
Now, Nao’s knuckles are bandaged, which suggests he punched someone or something. I cannot picture him doing this. WE can see the bandages aren’t even, so he probably placed them himself, who whoever did it, did with little care.
Nao says: something. I can’t read lips or speak Japanese, but im not sure what Nao says is even readable. It has no audio, but the spooky noises continue. Music is now gone.
Cut to black.
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Bird noises! Maki is watching their old sitting spot from afar, suggesting reminiscence.
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Maki says something! I don’t know what, According to the other post, translated here on twitter, he says:
"Let's leave it be. He probably just doesn't want to see me again"
So that’s likely refering to Touma, or possibly his father but I doubt that highly.
Note: Everyone keeps their distance from Maki, Arashi still has his tennis bag, Mitsue has a very nice uniform and Yuu has a new bag I think, which is pink. Very cute. 
Yuu is the only one we don’t see in any uniform (itsuki didnt have the tie but he had a jacket) so we don't know what school they go to, of what uniform they wear. Yuu and Mitsue stand close together, so we ca assume that friendship lives on.
I won't do shots of all of Touma’s dialogue but here's some:
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And of course the most important shot,
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Now: Touma is saying in this scene, thanks again to twitter, translator’s tweet is here go leave a like,
"It's pointless. He has no game sense. Why does he make the same mistakes? There's no point in continuing like this. Whatever. I'll find someone else"
So like the beginning, Touma is fed up with fellow soft tennis players.
Maki and Touma meet on a street corner and Touma frowns. Maki remains neutral.
long shot as they stare at each other and a train goes by.
credits roll.
So time for my final thoughts and theories and things I want to mention.
Maki hurt Touma with the knife. I know, its bad I dont wanna think it, but like,,, Occam’s Razor.
Whatever happened with maki’s dad, he didn’t get kicked out of school, he didn’t die, and he doesn't gotten any life long injuries
No one’s parents are ANYWHERE IN THE ENTIRE PV. for a show so dedicated on these kids relationships with their parents, that is striking. We don’t even see family members.
No teachers are seen either.
Aside from the beginning we don’t see student prez at all.
Why does Nao get extra screen time? like do not get me wrong I love him but everyone else only got one shot.
Background characters are near always painted in greys wand without eyes, except for whoever Touma was yelling at and the others in that scene. they still don't have eyes though, which is probably just because they’re background characters.
Most characters are alone, except for Rintarou and Taiyou, and the gang during Maki’s line.
Things aren’t looking good.
SO those are my thoughts/theories, hope you liked them, I'm gonna go cry over my son becoming a delinquent, good night!
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mishhasgrace · 3 years
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Supernatural 15 x 20 Predictions
(Spoilers from Season 15)
Okay..... so the series finale of Supernatural aires tomorrow. Obviously I won’t be able to see it (I do not have cable). But I’ll be able to watch it on the CW website the day after. All two hours of it.....
So I figured I’d make some predictions of what I think is going to happen in the show. I have a few and they range from completely bizarre to im 90% sure this is how it’ll end. But I’m putting them in no particular order.
First and foremost, I need to address the elephant in the room. I do not believe Castiel is coming back. As much as I love Cas (he’s my favorite) , I truly do not think the show writers care enough to bring him back. I think his “homosexual declaration of love” (as Misha stated) was his last scene. And that pains me, but I can’t say I didn’t see it coming. It’s possible Dean (or sam or Jack) remembers a memory of him or something (that hadn’t been broadcasted) but I do not think he’s legitimately coming back. And that pains me and I think it’s not only an insult to Castiel the character, but I also think it’s an insult to Misha Collins, who has been with the show for 12 years.... It’s also an insult to the fans who have watched his development from a “three-episode-arch” character to a main character and then all of a sudden him getting treated (in the flashbacks of 15x19) as a background recurring character. We all know that’s not who Cas was. (Not to mention his departure is an insult to the LGBTQIA+ community). Anyway, that’s my Cas shpiel.
Onto the predictions.
So my first prediction (of the ending) is that the boys will go back to hunting similar things that they did in season 1. I know they revisited the Woman in White from the pilot as well as Bloody Mary from early season 1 in season 15, so maybe a wendigo or something akin to that? They obvi kill the thing. They load up the trunk of Baby. Dean looks at sam, sam looks at Dean, sam says “we have work to do.” They ride off into the sunset and it’s implied that they just continue hunting. It’s an easy ending, but I feel as though it might be a nice way to wrap up the story while also leaving it open for (perhaps) future after-series movies.
My second prediction (has two parts, so the first part I will call prediction 2a), is that (15x19 spoilers) Jack, who is now god, will bring Eileen back, and Sam will realize that he cares more about her than hunting. They move back to Lawrence, Sam gets to have the “Apple Pie Life” that he’s always wanted, Dean continues the hunting life that he’s always known.
The second part( Prediction 2b) of that prediction is the same, but Sam comes home (from work or “hunting for old times sake with Dean”) lies down in bed, blood hits his forehead, he looks up, Eileen is on the ceiling with a cut up stomach engulfed in flames, sam calls Dean, Dean shows up, they load Baby up once more, sam says “we have work to do” closes the trunk. I’m genuinely sorry about that one.
This next one is absolutely not going to happen but I’m going to say it anyway because I think it’ll be funny.
Sam and Dean kill a thing, turn off the lights in the bunker, sam says “our work is done” all of a sudden it fades to black, someone yells cut, and they’re back in The French Mistake once again.
My next prediction is that Jack, when bringing everyone back, took out all of the monsters. Sam and Dean have no one else to face, and they retire
My final prediction is that Sam and Dean go on a hunting trip, somehow get killed, Jack brings them to heaven. I have many side predictions for this one but here are a few :
- they have separate heavens, Dean’s has both of his parents, and Sammy, doing regular family things; Sam’s has Dean and Eileen, and a baby with Eileen
- The same as above, but Sam is with Jess instead
- They have the same heaven, with Mary, John, Cas, Jack, and Eileen
- Once in heaven they are faced with every hunter who was ever killed including (our world) Charlie, Bobby, Kevin, etc. Also the good archangels (like Gabriel, and only Gabriel).
Those are my predictions. Idk if any of these are going to happen but I genuinely can’t see it any other way.
Let me know what you think!
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i-miss-balthazar · 4 years
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Pride
Warnings: Idk, swearing?
Rating: General audiences
Pairings:  Jody x Donna (I don’t know their ship name), DreamHunter, background Destiel
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The phone rang twice, before Dean picked up. 
“Hello?” The hunter asked cheerfully. Hearing him brought a smile to Jody’s face. 
“Hey Dean, how you doing?” She greeted. 
“Everything’s pretty good over here. Just got back on a shopping trip.” Dean hummed. 
“What are you doing tomorrow afternoon?” Jody asked, eyeing the circle on the calendar in front of her, marking tomorrow’s date in bright pink. 
“Nothing I can think of, how come?” Dean responded. 
“Well the pride parade in Sioux Falls is tomorrow, and I’m sure the girls would love having you guys there. Plus it’ll be good to catch up.” 
“Pride parade? We’re in!” Gabriel’s muffled voice called from the other line, making Jody chuckle softly.
“Well I guess my mind is made up.” Dean laughed. “Text me the information, we’ll be there.” 
“Wonderful, Dean…”
“Alright, I’ve gotta let you go so I can unpack the groceries. We’ll see you tomorrow, Jody!”
“See you tomorrow.” 
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“Claire, give me back my makeup!” Alex scowled. 
“I just need to borrow the pink, Alex, calm your tits.” Claire retorted. 
“It isn’t my fault the only colour you have is blacker than your soul!” Alex crossed her arms. 
“Girls! Quit fighting.” Jody sighed. “Alex, she can use your makeup for now.” Claire gave Alex a smug look. “But next time she will ask, right Claire?” Jody asked expectantly, crossing her arms. Claire rolled her eyes. 
“I only took it because I knew she’d say no.” She huffed. 
“Share, girls.” Jody sighed, turning to Donna as she exited the bathroom, a her hair done up nicely and makeup equally as beautiful, with a shirt coloured in the pink yellow and blue of the pansexual flag. She gave a gesture of ‘ta da’, smiling brightly, and Jody’s heart melted. “You look beautiful, Donna…” She praised, stealing a kiss. Jody didn’t get as dressed up as everyone else. She wore plain jeans, and flannel over a shirt that said ‘we’re all human’, the letters of ‘human’ styled with various pride flags. Though, she did intend to buy a demisexual flag while they were there. 
“I’m ready.” Patience informed, sitting down on the couch. She was wearing a black and white quarter sleeve shirt reading ‘my sexuality is nope’ in the ace colours, and holding a small aro flag. 
“You look great, sweetie.” Donna smiled. 
“We’re leaving in five minutes!” Jody called to the other girls.
“I’m almost ready!” Alex shouted. Claire strutted out, her signature leather jacket on over a black shirt with a rainbow, with ‘kiss whoever the fuck you want’ scrawled above the flag. She also had her makeup done in the colours of the lesbian flag, and displayed an assortment of pins on her jacket. Alex slipped out after her.
“I would’ve been ready sooner if someone hadn’t stolen my makeup.” She glared at Claire. 
“Hey. No fighting, you two.” Jody warned, pointing a finger at them sternly. 
“Yes mom.” Claire sighed. 
“Can we go now?” Alex grinned. Jody smiled, ushering them to the car. 
~|~
It was about half way through the day when Jody rounded the girls up. Each of them had an assortment of wristbands from all the activities, and Claire was covered in glitter. Patience’s cheek was painted with black white grey and purple, and Alex was draped in a bisexual flag, beaded necklaces around her neck. They’re each glowing with joy, and Jody smiled fondly.
“The boys are here, we’re going to meet them at where the sidewalk painting is going to happen in…” she checks her watch. “Ten minutes, so let’s head over there.” Jody hummed, leading her girls in the right direction, catching Donna’s hand as they walked. 
Jack noticed them first, his whole expression lighting up with joy. He had pink white and blue painted on his cheek, and a shirt that said ‘trans pride’ with a pink white and blue unicorn. 
“Hello!” He beamed, waving to them. 
“Hey you guys!” Dean smiled, approaching them and hugging Jody, then Donna. Sam followed his lead. Dean was sporting a bisexual shirt - a pun on the N’Sync song ‘Bye Bye Bye’, and also had some light makeup on, while Sam had a demisexual flag draped over his shoulders. After hugging the girls, Dean retreated to Castiel’s side, who merely had a rainbow flag, stealing a kiss. Gabriel was shirtless, body glitter decorating his torso in a rainbow of colours, while the pansexual flag hung around his shoulders like a cape, and the glitter was probably the only reason he wasn’t trying to get a piggy back ride from Sam. 
“You guys look great.” Jody praised. 
“Thank you, I designed it!” Gabriel boasted. “Pretty much all of it. I went shopping and got them to wear as much as possible.” He glared at Sam and Cas. “Some were picky.” 
“It’s fine, it don’t matter what you’re wearing, long as you have a good time.” Donna assured. 
“Crosswalk painting will start in five minutes! Everyone get your brushes!” A voice called through a megaphone, and well, how could any of them resist?
~|~
They stayed for a long time, until the sun faded from the sky. Jody sent a group text, telling them where to meet for the fireworks, and Claire was making her way there. Unfortunately, she got swept away by the crowd, and now found herself on the outskirts. With an angry huff, she pulled out her phone, trying to get a GPS. Head down as she walked, she did her best to avoid crashing into anyone, but as she crossed a corner she collided with someone, knocking them both down. 
“Sorry…” she mumbled, shaking her head. “Stupid phone.” She picked the device up, rising and offering the girl her hand. When the other girl took her hand, her brain completely short circuited. 
“It’s okay.” She murmured, taking Claire’s hand to pull herself up. Claire would recognize that face anywhere. Kaia Nieves, they had math together in third block all semester, and bio last block the semester before. And Claire was madly in love with her. “You’re Claire, right? From math class?” She asked. Claire forgot how to use English. 
“I...uh...yeah. That’s me.” She smiled, her eyes catching on the lesbian pride button adorning her sweater. Good to know. 
“Didn’t think I’d see anyone from school here, they’re all kind of…” Kaia trailed off. 
“Ignorant douchebags?” Claire guessed. Kaia gave a guilty smile. “Most of them are.” Claire chuckled. “But uh… you’re pretty cool.” She offered a smile.
“Thanks.” Kaia smiled back. Now or never, Claire…
“Hey, uh… you wanna watch the fireworks together?” Claire asked quickly, before she could abort. Kaia blinked, blushing softly. 
“...okay.” She agreed softly. Claire’s smile brightened, and she took Kaia’s hand, leading her off. It was a night to remember. 
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Author’s Note: This one’s especially for Sheya! She gave me the prompt. If I had any art skills, I’d definitely draw them all for you guys, but alas. Also full disclosure, I have never been to pride, but I asked around and consulted google, so I hope it’s okay!
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