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marinetteplztakeabreak · 9 months

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My personal “screaming about the lack of Ladynoir in the finale” post TM

Don’t know how to preface this???

this isn’t hate for the finale,

this is more, me reveling in the Angst of what they Chose Not To Put and screaming and wailing about how ladynoir has me in a chokehold

Im coming to terms with the s5 finale and finding bits of hope for my Ladynoir heart, etc. And i have decided that the finale has a ton of very very cool potential.

But i still can’t stop imagining… what if Adrien had gotten the messages from Ladybug??? What if he was About to give up being Chat Noir and give in to hopelessness and nightmares and terror and the cage he was trapped in and THEN (probably via Plagg, they could make it work) he got the frantic terrified messages from ladybug that were like “hi where ARE you?!?!?! Kitty cat come in NOW i NEED YOU!!?!? Hawkmoth knows my identity i think i am going to die i am all alone please please please show up i need you pick up pick UP.”

What if he was like. “Oh.” And his world just. Shifted. He thought his worst fear was ending the world as chat or being trapped even further by transforming in front of his father and being Caught but now Neither of those matter… now the only fear is just… not being Enough for ladybug… the fear of losing her or letting her down or making her feel as alone and abandoned and hopeless as he does right now????

What if he just????? Transformed without a moment of hesitation??? What if he was there taking to her on the phone coaching her through breathing and telling her he promised she would be okay and he promised he would be proud of her no matter what happened???? What if his own nightmares and fears started slipping through on the call and SHE turned around and reassured HIM that she trusts him fully and if he can’t trust himself he can at least trust HER judgement????? What if they both managed to avoid the mind control by being Each Others’ alliance?????

What if Ladybug found out that Chat Noir was in London ,,, because if Her identity’s been revealed to Monarch and she’s In His House than it’s Already going to hell and secrets don’t matter anymore, it just matters that they trust each other??? All they ever WANTED was to be open and trust and now its all they have left??? And theres not identity reveal or speculation bc it doesnt MATTER right now it just matters to SURVIVE or at LEAST be together for the end.

What if she told him not to come to Paris because it’s too dangerous to be in the same spot and he was like “im so sorry but i Cannot do that i cant leave you there Alone” and she was like “i know. and i love you. And id do the same. And that’s also why i cant tell you who monarch is or where the house is because i KNOW you’ll come here and i cant stop you. We cant both be in his grasp i just need you on the phone”

What if she fought in the basement for her life while getting support from him whilst he rallied all the other heroes and the resistance across the surface of paris???? What if we had ladybug and chat noir fighting the same battle on two different fronts, both Very Aware of each others’ situation nonstop,,, working as a Team despite the distance????? What if chat was just nonstop doing everything he could to reassure ladybug that they were doing okay and everyone supported her and he Trusted Her to do anything because the nightmares were STILL debilitating for everyone including them and they couldnt afford for either of them to get akumatized or even DISTRACTED and they just told puns and reminded each other when to use their powers and when to breathe?????

And chat could be captured or whatever and have to call out to ladybug and she could be like “send me your kwami its okay you did so good, i’ll be okay ill see you again”

Bug noire could still happen but it would be a strategic choice BOTH of them made TOGETHER with pain and love mixed together rather than the result of major decisions that they both were forced to make Independantly with no communication only fear and guilt and lonliness???

I dont know how to explain this but this is not salt this is not hate towards the episode this is just,,,, UGH this show has made me SO INVESTED in the dynamics and they had a CHANCE to do stuff and make it so fun and they DIDNT ,,,, they CHOSE to make it darker and grittier this time and i think it’s probably going in a cool direction,,, i think that ladybug and chat noir are gonna have some Fun (for me not for them) things to Discuss after this and some brand new abandonment issues combined with weird bits of Hope that Apparently they can survive on their own, all in a messy weird blurry pool of fears and relief and guilt and lonliness!!!!! And there’s so much to explore

But ALSO i miss my ladynoir goddammit i miss when it was the ladybug and chat noir show and i feel a little bit hollow seeing how ALONE!!! BOTH OF THEM were!!! this entire finale!!!!!!!!! Why are they ALONE those are my LADYNOIR they are PARTNERS do not SEPARATE THEM!!!! Stop doing PLOTS and HARD DECISIONS and IN CHARACTER MISTAKES to them and PLEASE just let them be perfect and together anyways aaaaaaaaa

(Bonus u can read the absolute essay i accidentally put in my tags for more scrambled thoughts)

#ml spoilers #ml s5 spoilers #ml s5 finale #ml recreation #ladynoir #me screaming #ml meta #i guess #i have no idea how to tag this #complicated feelings where i loved the finale i think #but also WOW did that hurt #which is kinda #proof of how impctful these chatacters are #and how hard this show makes you root for relationships #ive been thinking for So Long and i am just SURE #that after the themes and narratives this show has chosen to hold dear and make the audience care about #there is No Way this is the end of ladynoir #but i fear it may be Migrating #it might have to Go Away for a little while to let some character development happen #and i can imagine so many cool scenerios with ladynoir falling apart conflict #and so many ways for them to fall apart and fall back together #but all of them HURT like HECK and AAAA #i think the long post filter will help this and i wont have to add a read more but if theres issues with it being too long lmk #also whoopsie didnt mean to put essay in tags #i just. i have soooo many feelings #waaaaa #please please friends i am begging #someone write fanfiction of ladynoir being togeyher in the finale #just for . like. being in denial reasons #for reveling in the past and the eventual future reasons

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6irlpet · 1 year

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i think it would be hot to see u like. get pushed to ur limits until u find something that doesnt turn u on or that ur unsure about, and then watch ur Domme inflict that on u over and over until ur fully into it

i also think it’s hot even tho it’s SCARY!!!! and scary to talk about bc i plan on giving my future dom this blog as a user guide on how to fuck with me so im somewhat hesitant to lay out certain tips but 🥴 yeah. i have two specific limits in mind that i think would be extremely hot to have done to me regardless of my comfort + be conditioned into liking. pushing my limits as “training” is so aaaaaahhhh. it’s hot and scary and it being scary makes it hotter unfortunately 🫠 i actually just edged last night thinking about being conditioned and trained into liking some of my limits asgsjdbajdbkdd

i don’t even think it would be that hard bc i’ve trained myself to be very easily conditionable??? once upon a time i couldnt be hypnotized even tho i desperately wanted to and then after sooo much effort and training i can now trance easily even just by myself by imagining being spoken down to. that jst made everything easier and more trainable especially with denial. examples: i didnt used to care ab giving head then trained myself into an oral fixation. didnt like idea of denial then ended up getting to a place where im disappointed if i cum. didnt used to like piss and also got into that for humiliation. didnt like idea of anal then denial made me love being plugged and love idea of anal-only as punishment. used to be turned off by mommy/daddy terms and cgl aesthetics now its all i wanna call a dom and i love being made to feel helpless and treated like a little girl to humiliate me. and the more aroused/longer denied i am the more extreme treatment i crave. i think i could be conditioned easily into a Lot of extreme things and limits with a patient mix of denial + hypno + use of the fact that it turns me on to endure unpleasant or embarrassing or painful things for dom’s amusement 🫠

it wouldnt be that hard and i would honestly be turned on by being pushed to limits and struggling. i’d love to try and endure my limits just to amuse/please someone. the idea of my suffering turning someone on is what turns ME on in a sick twisted cycle, i absolutely want my limits pushed and to be conditioned into liking things that i dont, just to have my head fucked with for dom’s amusement….. it IS very hot!!!! i want control over my wardrobe and orgasms and daily tasks/maintenance and especially control over my Mind which includes how i think/feel!!!!

i dont plan on ever deleting this blog lol, so if i end up in a trusted dynamic where i get trained and brainwashed and conditioned & get to suffer for someone’s amusement and training regimen ill absolutely be liveblogging the progress 🫶 im scared to say this and manifest it but i’ve already mused this long so — hopefully it happens + they see this ask someday and use my own words against me!!! they can tell me i asked for it when they inflict those things on me over and over 💘💘💘

#ask #sry for rambling i reflected a lot on this. and got wet. again #scared to mention the limits bc of how much i DONT like them but…. i do also think they’d be hot forced onto me :((( dilemma #it’s ******** and ******** **** are the major ones lol #im definitely also scared of uhh. off top of my head. overstim + high estim currents + belt whipping lmao

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roughdaysandart · 1 month

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My magnum opus: This portion of the Ch16 Rough Day comic script edits

Ok I say something's my magnum opus ALOT, but this is it...at least for now, thats how much I adore this. Once again im trying to keep as much of it to the original as possible but there really is so much that you can do to modify that much charachter-developing smut out before you have to make another scenario to convey the same message and flow with the original story and plot/direction seamlessley.

Why did I suddenly jump to abridging the LAST section of ch 16 for chrisitan roomates today? Well, I happened to rewatch Eyes Wide Shut today, and the Christmas party scene between Alice and the Stranger got me thinking of the perfec scenario in which to remove explicit smut from the picture while conveying the same idea:

Instead of taunting Mando with Spicy Comm time, why not have Sweet Girl talking to another man while he listens instead?

ALOOOOt of good ideas from EWS entering my mind palace now (not the creepy ones tho...also def no infidelity bc SG WOULD NEVER) for the edits, and Im so excited to share more editied/revised/added scenes prompted by EWS!

***DISCLAIMER: since this more like a script right now, not all of the dialougue is included yet (will do that when I make my way back to CH 16 in a few weeeks probrobly, trying to do edits in chronological order of the chapters), just the descriptions and jists of the changed scenes, how they relate to past and future content, etc, although admit thats some parts have full dialougue because I couldnt stop myself.***

Anyway, heres your CHUM my fellow sickos, feast away!

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ROUGH DAY (original by @no-droids), CH 16, "Ask me again tomorrow" (last part): ABRIDGED FOR CHRISTIAN ROOMATES BY @roughdaysandart

Sweet Girl is in the middle of downtown Nariss, after buying a change of clothes. Standing in the square right in front of a large tower of an inn. She surveys at least two dozen floors, noticing how it even boasts a convention/event center, or maybe it's a restaurant, somewhere around the center, the large, warmly-lit balcony likely having a perfect view of the city skyline, and she hears it audibly bustling. She notices a banner outside the front doors of the Inn advertising an all-night auction. Some traveling collection of artistic and historical rarities from the outer-rim.

Knowing it's crazy-expensive to pay for anythig here, she knows there's no way she's spending her precious credits on a room, even after spending last night in a tree, and is definitely not feeling bold enough to break into a room either when a New Republic headquarters is literally right next to the Inn.

At first she naturally wants to stay clear of officers, knowing they're trouble for Din, but then recalls what he said before she left.

(insert flashback : “I’m only telling you so that you’ll know your advantage and find a way to exploit it. I can’t be seen by any officers, or they might arrest me.”

Thinking about the growing variables in her favor, along with her increasing fatigue, she decides she IS feeling bold enough to try sneaking into the lobby or a secluded corner within the inn that has a sofa she could rest on for the night. But then another thought comes to mind: on the chance that Din does get close to her tonight: if she’s going for crowds and officers, why try to be out of the way then? Why not take it as far as she possibly can right now?

She shuffles in her pack to find and put on her mechanic’s goggles, which she only brought out of habit, not believing that she would actually end up using them for something like this. Finding a spare tool and trash bin in an adjacent alley, she confidently walks past the Inn’s receptionist, grumbling about how she hates being called in this late for repairs. She then rides the lift to a random floor, finds her way to the nearest bathroom, leaves the tools in a random stall, and takes all the time in the galaxy freshening herself up and changing into her clean clothes.

Close to midnight. She knows where she's gotta go next. Leaving her bag in the fancy decorative dresser in the ladies room, she walks out, an air of vitality entering her despite the fatigue with the new feeling of cleanliness. Making her way to the lift again, she politely asks a passing service droid where that auction she saw a banner for is tonight.

She finds everything she's looking for there. She expected something like this, but didn't expect to hit the total Maker-jackpot. There are officers even at the door of the bar, holding security for the largest and grandest collection of items she has ever seen on the balcony. For them to not hire private security, she thinks, the event or company must be affiliated with the New Republic somehow, maybe some resesrch-based or educational branch. Shes seen countless large gatherings these past few months as a consequence of traveling with Din, but never has she been to anything like this. Such a vibrant venue littered with well dressed attendees, whom she guesses must all be there to admire or bid for the pieces. Upon passing the epicenter of the auction, she takes notice of the particularly ordinary outer-rim objects and such displayed, knowing first hand of how common or worthless such things are, at least back on Arvala-7. Perhaps to everyone else, such ordinary things from the outer-rim are seen as exotic rarities.

She also comes to see that the balcony and patio is not only a convention center, but also dons an equally exsquisite bar. And it's not the mere presence of a bar that necessarily excites her, but the plethora of plush seating fixtures littering the surrounding space of it. And although she didn't want to waste credits on a room here, she KNOWS she has credits for what she sees as she nears the bar. She can't resist when she notices a certain wine fixture on one of the glass shelves, its contents the same distinct color as and labeled with the depiction of that purple fruit she had come to crave these last few days here.

Drink in hand, she makes her way to the large sofa up against the corner farthest from the doors, passing close to and admiring the view of the skyline at the edge of the balcony. Now, her view is triangulated, where she can see the bar, crowded auction, and the vast opening of the balcony. She plans to just rest there for a few hours, maybe just doze off until she gathers her strength again and can scurry off to begin evading Din long enough tomorrow to reach the orphanage.

It is then she notices the comm clock change to midnight, and she opens the comm first, making an effort to cup her hand along her face and ear in an attempt to block the ambient chatter from Din. He notices her demeanor, along with the chatter, predicting correctly that she is somewhere nicer in the city after spending last night in a tree. They talk for a few minutes as she continues to sip on her glass, more frequently as the banter grows, not imagining the fruit could taste any better than it already did. Okay with the alcohol, yes, but also with Din’s company. He mentions that they need to charge the communicators tonight, and SG contemplates how she is going to find a place to leave hers as she rests in the bar for the night.

After a bit of her glass is emptied, she sets it on the low table in front of her, readying to respond to Din’s last remark. From her lowered gaze, she sees a hand reach out, lifting to take it away. “Sorry, that's my glass”, she protests as she adjusts her gaze upwards, vision noticeably a little buzzed. A well dressed man. A very well dressed man. He pauses as she blinks, pulled out of her euphoria in forgetting anyone else or thing existed beyond the exchange between her and Din. In one motion he then slides past the table to sit by her at the empty side of the long sofa, handing the glass back to her hand. “I’m absolutely certain of it.” he clarifies warmly.

The comm is still open. She would have closed it to prevent anything the man said from possibly giving her location away, but her mind was lagging a little both from the unexpected newcomer and the continued buzz. The man's tone is noticeably flirtatious. A small introductory exchange occurs, and she entertains his flattery lightly, giving passive responses and continuing only because she is so humored by how Din relentlessly questions who this man is, what she's doing, through the earpiece. And, she can't help but feel a bit reckless with this ridiculously good wine in her system.

Throughout the conversation, her responses double in meaning to both the man and Din. They are mildly flirtatious responses to the man, but are in fact clever answers to all that Din grunts through the earpiece as he grows more agitated, though most of it is purposefully taunting, being how he knows this tone is only for him. But it is for him,she reasons, it just happens to also answer the things that man in front of her says.

The man attempts to impress her by mentioning his prestigious position in the traveling exhibition of outer rim rarities and such (funny line: about how she is an outer rim rarity/beauty). He mentions that this is the gallery’s last night, that they always do an all-night event to close the gallery before leaving in the morning. He sighs, stating how disappointed he is that he decided to leave earlier than the end of the event tonight, not expecting to happen upon company like her. He explains that he even had all his things already packed and put on the company ship, and that he was just on his way to drop off his key before he sat here (flashing the room key from out of his pocket intentionally).

She obviously doesn't even consider the proposition, but thinks for a moment. An empty room, a high rise SUITE, and the guest is conveniently NOT spending their last night in it. She, or maybe the wine, convinces herself that she HAS to keep entertaining him so she can distract him long enough to swipe that key. It's beyond dangerous territory with Din hearing it all, like poking a caged animal with the way he can just do nothing but endure. She may know that it's just a distraction to get the room key, but Din most certainly won't. He will think she is escalating things just to get to him for no reason, and she wouldn't normally be this bold, but the promise of a free shower and mattress is too irresistible. Plus, she's sure she can explain herself to him, however warped but harmless her logic is right now, once he calms down. If he calms down. If he doesn't find her right this second and choke this man out right in front of her with blind rage. But Din’s growing demands into the comm to know her location make it obvious that he won't be finding her anytime soon.

She takes that into consideration, and can't help but enjoy the sudden power trip she has in making Din this helpless, knowing how rare it is. Disguised in conversation with the man, she lets Din know of her desire for him to see her, and how he should naturally feel the same desire. It's in this section that she discovers and turns on the video function of the communicator.

“…You wouldn’t.” Din challenges.

Din can now see and hear her head-on as the comm on her wrist faces her head while it moves to rest on the higher cushion of the couch near the man’s neck. Din is obviously fuming through the ear piece the whole time now being able to see what she is doing. Between blending conversation with the man, she manages to look into the camera and basically speak directly to Din, the audacity only making him more ruffled. The conversation with the man continues to escalate, and she moves closer, subtly inching her freehand where she knew she saw the key return to his pocket.

After successfully swiping the key, the next few moments in their conversation ultimately brings it to an end. The man asks about something that makes her response include a word that has “Man” within it, and the exchange ends something like this:

“Man-uh-man(___finish word___),” she stutters, feeling something as her heart remembers that all too familiar word she was so close to uttering. The stuttering means that she is taken aback when she hears something in the earpiece interrupt the word. “Din,” he whispers, so quiet she almost wouldn't have heard if it didn't come directly in her ear, like he almost doesn’t want to but has to anyway, and then her face turns red hot. The man asks if everything is alright with her sudden flusteredness.“D-Din,” she blurts instead, trying to keep her voice as quiet as possible through the rising swell, though at the same time quite forcefully trying to NOT say it. It would NOT be good to mention his name to anyone, even if by accident, even if the man has no idea what those three precious letters really mean. She blurts, “D-DINNER, I–uh– need to have dinner, that's all-uh. T-too much to drink heh heh”.

The man mentions how late it is for dinner, though propositions to join her. She manages to convince him to stay seated when she promises to let him after she uses the ladies room. In the last few creative flirtatious remarks she uses to try and appear genuine about it, Din’s voice comes through the ear piece, only different.

“Stop.” he growls, the return of his natural authoritative tone jarring in her flustered moment. He must have seen it, she thinks. She still had her wrist up when she was caught off guard, before she ended the video-function. He saw the way her tummy and chest started to heave, how her body froze at the shock of hearing him say his name suddenly—and yeah, Maker, he saw it, because his tone makes her quickly scurry out of the bar, sad to have accidentally left the rest of her glass behind. Oh well, she thinks, just makes the man believe more that she's coming back, better for her she guesses.

Making her way back to the bathroom she cleaned up in a few levels below, she begins trying to explain herself to a very incoherent Din, trying to start with how she had to do it, but not able to clarify exactly why she had to quick enough over Din’s explosiveness. The middle of the exchange goes something like this:

“Dank Far–,” Din spits through the earpiece, and she thinks the mic might just break. “You think—y-you think—”

What?” she hums, basking in the afterglow and rush of the epic saga before and so, so curious. Truly, completely mindless in this cloud of sensation, she has no clue what she's thinking, but if anybody would be able to tell her, it’s him.

She reaches into the dresser in the ladies room and hauls her heavy pack onto her back. There’s a moment where his breathing stops. It’s completely silent on the line, before she hears another few heavy footsteps on his end pick up and then halt just as quickly.

“You think you can taunt me?” He murmurs, dangerous and deadly quiet. “Show me exactly where you are, disappear and then make me waste forever trying to get there? You think that’s gonna work?”

She makes her way out into the hall and towards the lift, considering it. He may have not predicted her strategy perfectly, but his insight has stopped surprising her by now. “...Maybe.”

You can hear the seeping agitation in the short pause.

“Maybe you shouldn’t fall asleep tonight.”

Ooh. That one sends goosebumps down her arms, but she's gained four hours on top of a twelve hour head start. He can’t scare her with that tone, not when she's still woozy with giddyness and he isn’t right in front of her. Instead of wilting beneath the hard threat, she just blinks gently at the communicator as she pushes the button to the floor that matches the one on the room key, finding strength in being the only one to get him this worked up when he’s always so composed, this talkative when he barely says a word. “Maybe I’ll just stay here then?”

“Maybe you wanted me to know you’re in an inn because you already found someplace to hide that isn’t one,” Din reasons very, very adeptly. Stars, her heart subtly begins to pick up at the speed in which he's going to speak this fast. “Can’t be planning to stay with someone you just met because you’d already be there, can’t be going to a hostel because you found the one city on this moon built for commerce and not aid. Not staying in another inn, you can’t afford it—the view looks high up, that robe is expensive, and you already bought food and at least five pairs of shoes in two days. I don’t think the place you found is even in Nariss. You think you can outsmart me, sweet girl?”

The chill down her spine doesn’t reach her eyes, she doesnt let it. She just feels herself smile, tilting her head, but Din doesn’t accept her silence the way she’s always accepted his. He wants an answer from her, right now, and it’s clear in the dark rumble of his voice, the danger slowly brewing beyond what she originally planned for.

“Tell me,” he orders, unamused and leaving no room to disobey.

As the lift door opens, she thinks ahead and decides to spare them both his likely meteoric response of hearing the room door beep and open in a minute.

“How long do you think you can keep running?”

She waits a second when she braces herself at what she's about to dare to do before she quickly whispers it. “I………gotta go”, she winces with a mischievous smile as she goes to close the comm line.

“DON’T YOU D-” Dins voice starts, only to be cut off immediately.

The silence is deafening after, him practically yelling that last bit, and she hopes that the cradle was closed so the kids' poor little ears were saved from the blast. She exits the lift and moves down the hall, heart still racing from daring to cut him off at the peak of his rage. She finally finds the key’s matching room, and Maker, when she opens the door, she tries to stifle her gasp so as to not wake any neighbors in the hall.

The room is extravagant. The first thing she notices is the giant window peeking over the breathtaking skyline, letting in all of the purple and blue hues of light the sky blended with the glowing lights of the city. And then the bed, a giant bed and a giant mattress. It might as well be made out of pure spice the way it makes her nearly sob with happiness.

She then spends an untraceable amount of time enjoying the exploits of her treacherous efforts. An actual shower and mattress, dying of sleep depravity and the mental energy needed to keep up that whole exchange through it. Once she finally pauses to settle on the bed, she opens the comm line again, bracing herself for what might be the most nervous she's had to be in a while.

“Finally going to tell me where you are?”. Din’s voice isn't loud, but it most certainly isn't relaxed. He must be livid now, having all that time to fester and brew as she took her time cleaning herself up in the fresher. He might only sound this calm not to scare her off, if that's what he thinks made her hang up last time anyway. “In a way, yeah.” she starts. “It's actually good news, but you may hate me for it, if you don't already.” She lets a short pause ring in the air in an attempt to measure his temperature. “.......good news…..” Din finishes, audibly impatient and saying it through a clenched jaw. Seeing how he is making such a desperate effort to sound composed and just keep her talking, she once again thinks it's safe to venture into dangerous territory once more tonight with him.

“Remember how you thought I wasn't planning to stay with someone I'd already met, or I'd already be there?”

“…………………………………..yes”

“…..Well I am here””

“…………………………………..okay”

“B-but i'm not with them”

“................................................uhhuh”

“A-and do you remember the man I talked to earlier, at the bar?”

“.............................................…I'm trying not to”

And do you remember when he mentioned his uh…room?

“………”

“D-din?”

“……………………….how…could I….forget.” Din spurts through gritted teeth, almost a mumble. She's sure if he's got something in his hand right now, it's most certainly broken with the way his fists must be clenched, she just prays it's not the kid.

“Uh-well-I um….”

“…………………………………......you what?”

“.........................................…. I’m in their room–”

“you–”

A prolonged silence sinks in, and she wonders how long she can even let this go on before something genuinely bad happens. She's already had her fun for the night, why push it more when she's already gotten what she wanted out of him?

Letting DIn’s stunned silence radiate a few seconds more, she finally laughs, explosively, forgetting any concept of neighbors anymore. Stuttering between giggles, she manages to utter: “Im-s-soryy-HAHA-its b-because I haha-i um–....I st-stole his room key—hahaHAHAHAHAH–I–m so sorry that I -–ha– but it was right there and he didn't even notice-HAHAHA- when he was busy talking to me, so dumb and clueless HAHAHAHAHAHA” . More silence over the comm, and she wonders if he actually hung up before she could finish before. She stops laughing a moment to check in case. “D-din? I'm so sorry, haha” she says breathlessly, gasping for air and hoping for any response at all at this point.

“......For the first time in my life, I feel provoked to throw my helmet.”

“ahaha–Please dont be mad, I had to–”

“ –Mad? That's not the word we're dealing with, what we've got is something I can't even think of a word for. And you HAD to?” He sounds beyond annoyed, but she's grateful he's not boiling like before.

“HAHAHAHAHA, k-kind of–HA–”

“….You think that was funny?” his tone gets serious again. "You better pray that I never find that man".

"Well I know for a fact he's not coming back, which is why I took it" she childishly giggles.

Din stays silent. For a second, she prays he doesn't actually throw the whole chase out the window just to find that man as soon as possible now and vent his anger.

Suppressing her gasps for oxygen, she starts: “ohh come on, you predicted that I would be somewhere nicer after spending last night in a tree. You should've known what I was really after the whole time haaha- I I know you didn't see him show me the card but– I let you see me the whole time, how could I in Maker’s name ever–?”

“Doesn't matter if it was a means to an end, that was just….. way too hard to watch.”

A second of silence passes as her breathing finally slows.

“I'm sorry you had to hear it”, she breathes, sincerity rising in her tone. “But I wouldn't have wanted you to hang up, I missed your voice. … I swear, all I was thinking about was you the whole time, in my ear, I could barely keep up the conversation trying not to say your name. I only thought of you and how much I wanted you with me then.”

“……………..”

“-Y-you and t-the uh–room key—haHAHAHHAHAHHAH”

“I've met mercenaries less sadistic than you are right now.” His voice sounds flat, just in pure astonishment at how she is actually able to push it yet again. Another burst of laughter, and she falls back on the bed, gasping for air as she tries to regain her composure.“Well why don't you come give me what I deserve and lock me away already, hmmm? Bounty hunter?”

“That's one way to put it”, his voice sounding more humored at the thought, though clearly still trying to sound as upset as he can. “AHA-hahahaaaaahahaha…..”, her laughter fades finally from pure exhaustion, her abdomen now on fire from the extended flexing.

Note: and something like : "you know im not goint to let this go/forget this easily/make you pay for that"

"Haaaa, I'm counting on it." she sighs.

A few seconds pass as the tension settles with the time. “Give me your coordinates”. A tender, sweet tone seeping through the mic. She closes her eyes and exhales, “Ask me again tomorrow.” But then, instead of immediately responding, she just hears Din’s footsteps suddenly pick up, faster than any pace she’s been able to keep over the past few days. She doesn't think it sounds like a run necessarily, she knows that his legs and strides are far longer than hers and it’s probably pretty much equivalent to a run for her. She hears the rhythm of her demise speeding up, coming closer and closer, and everything in her both fears it and welcomes it.

“We’ll see,” he tells her, and then the red light vanishes and her earpiece clicks to silence.

She moves to place the comm on the charger at the bedside nightstand, at last able to put her mind to sleep along with her body.

Even though it takes her much longer to do so than it normally would on a bed so large and comfortable, after such an exciting night and not being used to flickering light when she tries to sleep but wanting to experience the rarity anyways, she’s eventually able to pass out. But, not even a few minutes into a restless dream, she turns over and accidentally knocks her communicator off the wireless charging station on the side table.

It blinks with four percent battery life.

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Hi, I'm not sure if you've talked about this before but how did Merrils act 3 quest end up with Keir? How did both of them feel/communicate after what happened?

first thing to say: i alter canon a little for this one. i pick the in-character dialogue option for keir, and that inexplicably forces you to kill the entire clan. i can’t accept the game canon on that one, because, you know, ludicrous and horrible writing choice i want nothing to do with. so, since i do think it’s realistic considering keir’s conflict resolution skills or lack thereof and what marethari had been telling the clan for there to have been a fight, i include the small fight with the hunters when you come out of the cave, but no harm to the rest of the clan. in my view that’s more than enough damage to account for merrill’s dialogue afterwards and keep the rest of the plot intact

anyway, that disclaimer also covers how it ends up, i guess. friendship route, goes without saying. i can’t think of anyone whose judgement keir trusts as thoroughly as he does merrill’s. what else to say... this quest was obviously a horrible time; he loves merrill, she’s so worrying to listen to in act 3 especially prior to this resolution, and she straight up asked him to come so he’d kill her if necessary. pretty much the worst outcome he can imagine. keir doesn’t think she’ll fail so he doesn’t think that he’ll have to do it, but he never breaks his word, and even if he hates it he knows demons are dangerous and wouldn’t betray merrill by preventing her from taking the precautions she’s chosen to take. having made that promise to merrill, that actually meant bringing fenris on this one to make sure someone was there who could fulfil the promise if it came to a fight with an abomination and keir couldnt do it. thats how seriously he took it

the major block in communication afterward is simply: keir fucking loathed marethari. what you have to understand is that keir’s life is centred around protecting mages and protecting family and the very first time he met marethari she pushed the inexperienced mage she was responsible for away and let her go off into templar-infested kirkwall alone and resourceless in the company of an aggressive complete stranger. not to mention the way she actively turns others of her clan against merrill even when it gets them killed for no reason (pol, the hunters, etc.) and never seems to even consider regretting it in six years, all in this stubborn attempt to make merrill change her mind and to do even worse damage than the insecurities keir thinks he can probably already blame marethari for. there are plenty of major actual game enemies he never reacted to so strongly. he bitterly regrets that her death should cause pain to merrill but that’s the extent of his regret and he blames marethari herself for the whole mess of this quest in the first place. if she hadn’t meddled, merrill would have handled it, as merrill in his experience always has. he never doubts this

so that means he struggles a bit to talk to merrill abt it all afterwards; he’s not very good at handling sensitive conversations at the best of times, and the last thing he wants is for a grieving merrill to have to deal with his anger when this isn’t abt him. but simultaneously he’s incapable of keeping quiet abt it if merrill expresses guilt over the situation because the fact that she has been made to feel like this is her fault is what incenses him in the first place. he does his best to communicate that. she’s more confident in her beliefs and i guess thus amenable to his point of view by this point in the friendship route anyway. he takes the option to encourage her to build community with the alienage elves, bc it’s good for her and bc he needs to know she’s got other people. i like to think of this as something she was doing already that he just supports, rather than how the game kind of presents it as hawke like, coming up w the idea

#keir hawke #mages arent dangerous bc magic theyre dangerous bc they keep expecting u to KILL THEM and its going to be the death of him

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u cannot just present me with gold right when i have to go to bed. i have a sleep schedule to keep to! for health! and sanity! and brain! i love them so much. ur ocs. i love twin characters, so many dynamics and all are good. the art is also just -wants to squeeze- affectionately. who were they in their past lives? is josephines 'i failwd to protec' a thing that also happened in past life? bunny person very good. love how expressive the ears can get. also cute. i think i watched the first ep of d.gray man way way back?? or the first few? i have very little memory of it but a vague plan to get back to that sometime. angel love, angel life, angel delight. the concept of god being a baby of a big species of gods is -chefs kiss- love it. sleep tiiiime, sleep well when u do byeeeee

HEHEHEHE >:3 im evil .

i looooove siblings dynamics........... so so much ........... both chronos & nath and then nell & belly weren't even twins at first it just Happened lmao... chronos & nath were almost the same character in two different stories and i couldnt decide who to keep lmao and then belly was supposed to be nell's little sister he ran from after she saw him kill their father (to protect her) (nell is an idiot) but . it jst happened. anyway

SO THEIR PAST LIVES.

The group of oc is composed of many i havent introduced yet but the major ones are here i think except my Bad Guy. so keep in mind the story is cringy and bad lmao but i still like it to this day...

post apocalyptic earth where humans live under domes bc the outside is too toxic + technology evolved so now cyborgs exist + a while back some government doctors & scientists were working in a secret lab to implants animal genes w humans to make hybrids & something about genetic preservation whatever whatever. anyway.

eve is the protagonist. she's the only daughter of head doctor of that hybrid lab. it exploded 20 years ago which cause people inside that specific dome to mutate into hybrids (people woke up to agonizing pain bc their body was breaking and morphing and it wasn't made for that. josephine was one of those people ! she was a wolf hybrid :3)

we follow eve and her then group of friends until for some reasons (<==== guy who does not remember what that plot point was) the dome had to be evacuated. something about a deadly virus ? ofc as always the rich people got away first until the dome got closed off completely <3 . eve meets several people including chronos (human guy, future bf, hes a simp) maria & arthur (yes i will draw them at some point OTL) and they stick together to survive as the inside of the dome is becoming a battleground. doesn't help that part of the reason the dome was closed off so quick was that ~mafia~ (idk how else to call it, its not rly mafia tho oTL) boss stanislas was in here and has always escaped the government's assassination attemps thus far.

SO this virus slowly contaminate everyone but its slow and rots you from inside. terrible deadly soulcrushing. + stanislas is using every means he has to try to control the city & find a way out. except ex cop and also ex girlfriend jo (josephine) is here to basically kill him lol (he broke her trust & her heart and also killed a lot of people and revenge is her whole life). josephine at first is a lone wolf (haha) until she gets very badly injuried and ends up in a small alley where eve & her friends took quarters. they get her inside and find a way to keep her alive. also at this point the group has also met gabriel ! (bunny guy! he has a tragic past and i love him. hes my mary sue) and stephan ! (his not yet boyfriend who also has a tragic past and that jo feels very guilty about). gabriel used to be a test subject in the hybrid lab. he and eve used to know each other :] they are best friends now.

at the same time nath (who was supposed to be dead) shows up like hiiiiiiiiiiiii btw im here (hes one of stan's agent but when he was supposed to die he actually survived and got turned into a cyborg with special modification in his brain which makes him obey. but he did not Forget and he will fight what stan makes him do <3)

SO um after they all meet its basically just. a fight to survive and also moments where they're like. oh we're gonna die here. lets party so hard.

stan also realises he doesn't rly have a way out and dedicates himself to ending his and jo's fight for good this time which also put eve's group in danger since jo . stuck around . there are casualties which is why she feels she failed them..................

anyway . there are more stuff but its rly all over the place soobssss im sowwyyyy

LOOOVE D.gray man . one of my first and favorite manga if u ever get the chance to pick it up for a bit longer to see if u enjoy it ... yeah .....

#ask me #eve #gabriel #josephine #stanislas #chronos #nathaniel

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i had a dream that guillermo had been approached by a legendary vampire (like. the actual dracula or something like that) who told him that he could fix his problem and make him a full vampire. so guillermo ends up doing everything he says, which includes roping derek into it, and at the cumulation of it all the vampire had him kill derek which guillermo, whos so desperate to finally become a full vampire, does. and it does work, guillermo gets everything he wants from dereks death and thanks the vampire, only for the vampire to tell him that its just the start bc next theyre going to kill the house vamps (to somehow become more powerful thru their deaths?) which guillermo is opposed to

the vamp insults guillermo, telling him that hes too weak to seek real power and that he had no issues killing the vampire that turned him whats the difference with these four, and guillermo gets defensive but struggles to answer bc holy shit hes right i killed derek, who up till this point ive defended against even my vampire family, was it even worth it?? while hes dealing with that personal crisis, the vampire tells him that hes going to kills them with or without his help and then begone

guillermo sneaks into the vamps estate later intent on killing him before he could hurt his family, and sees that he has guests. he wants to be a vampire now, not a hunter, so he wants to keep the killings to a minimum and resolves to kill the vamp when hes alone. (we get to see a shot of the guests as guillermo sees it, the majority of the shot blocked but the vamps faces still clear as day and its the house vamps but guillermo couldnt recognize them bc nandor had his back to him, laszlo had a fake beard over his beard, nadja had her hair done like the bride of frakenstein and w as wearing the most modern clothes ive seen her in, (still matching with laszlo), and colin robinson was dressed like a fedora guy. guillermo for some reason said, outloud, to himself, that the vampires guests were really attractive??)

anyway guillermo tracks down the vamp when hes alone and confronts him, the house vamps enter in mid fight, guillermos secret is revealed by the vamp, everyones hurt (nandor bc guillermo was turned by someone else, laszlo/nadja bc he became a full vamp and didnt tell them). the vampire somehow revokes guillermos vampiric powers, making him human again, and guillermo manages to kill the vamp right before he could kill nandor, and everything is back to the status quo, except that now the vamps dont trust guillermo and he was left with the knowledge that he had tasted his childhood dream and now he may never be able to achieve it again. guillermo stares out a window looking at the freshly risen sun hitting the trees and sighs. he heads towards the front door, for some reason princess carrying a tarp covered nandor, who has his arms wrapped around his neck and is instructing him on what to do to make the ride comfortable and not mess up his hair. he steps outside, pausing when the sun hit his skin, takes a deep breath before descending down the stairs and the episode ends

most of the fandom was losing their minds over nandermo, quite a few people were talking about how fucked up dereks treatment was, a lot of people were complaining about the return to normal and how nothing can ever change in a sitcom, and meanwhile i was so upset that the only thing i had to say was:

“guillermo when he cant recognize laszlo: holy shit that man is attractive

#yeah. that episode was. not my favorite #im gonna try to take whatever i can from it. even if i have to remove all context #i can play with the shit and fart show scenes like dolls. if i want”

#meanwhile in the background of my dream my dad was setting up some exercise equipment in the garage bc his physical therapist said he was #losing muscle mass. i would take breaks from the show to help him out with that lmao #yeah it was like the moment they killed derek i was like >:( okay i dont like that. and it ruined the dream episode alshshakgsk #also for some reason they had. right before the end credits rolled. renew s5 and i was like???? werent you guys greenlit to season 6????#wwdits

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Review of Avatar (2009) review by Local

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My review under the cut:

Pt 1). Intro

- N/A (nothing to say)

Pt. 2 Religion and Plot

- "[...]just dont understand religious ephiphanies [...]" how does having an epiphany about eywa being real make it justafiable to hijack cultural symbolisms and set urself up as the Indigenous leader? Why couldnt Jake accept Eywa or respect Na'vi customs outside of his personal gains (via his avatar body)?

- I think its mischaracterizing to describe Eywa as a god and imply science as too incompataible with spiritualism. Both the Na'vi and the RDA scientists/Grace are right: "Eywa" represents a super organism or metaphysical life force with a massive nueral network that can be literally and spiritually connected to. Eywa is the spiritrual explaination for the natural phenomena of Pandora's evolutionary history of large scale neuro-networks. Grace and Jake having their spiritual epiphanies supplement their scientific or tactile knowledge only after all the destruction they were instrumental to is rlly dubious. Almost feels like poverty tourism or missionary work; why are the Na'vi set up as unfortunate and victimized for the colonizers to have their epiphanies about Eywa's spiritual significance to the Na'vi? What was really keeping the humans from accepting and respecting what the Na'vi already knew about Eywa other than implicit imperial biases ("we know more than you primitives")?

Pt. 3 Ur Metacriticisms are Silly

- it feels like many ppl are simply afraid to have meta conversations about colonialism regarding this movie lol. Avatar is clearly a political film. Its a call to action to a v limited extent but v obviously an allegory. Avatar is a story within itself cuz if its worldbuilding, yes, but metacriticism is inevitable when a white man makes billions from white savior films obscured as celebratory commentary aout Indigenous plight and allyship. The meta is important bc its pretty clear by the writing that its supposed to be, even if the movie is largely a world building, immersive sci-fi spectacle first.

- I rlly dont think argument against white saviorism doesnt hold water at all lol. The dismissal of meta criticisms of what makes avatar a white savior film (including thru its deus ex machinas) is very frustrating. Neytiri saves Jake from Quarirch but Quartich was one agent in the RDA's destruction; Jake was still set up to "save" the Na'vi from the RDA long before that point by being the agent to unite all clans under his particular leadership. The fauna come in as a signal from Eywa to help end the war, yes, but Jake was the only one Eywa used as the catalyst for such scale of influence. Why does "god" herself wait all this time to choose a colonizer of all agents of change (who brought her ppl to their deaths and then makes them legend among them)??? Why not Tsu'tey or Neytiri who were already indigenous, faithfully devoted, and against the RDA? Why did Jake so conveniently get to be chosen AND honored over everyone else? What does it imply about the capabilities and integrity if the Natives if a single colonizer's "ephiphany" was more narratively significant than the Na'vi's original awareness and value of Eywa? These questions to Avatar's many poor narrative implications are what makes avatar a white savior film. It was written that "God" has aency yet coveniently chose the colonizers to be judge jury and executioner on their own terms for personal salvation. Its disgusting!

- JC's writing is basically saying "ur hokey religion wont save u only i can" lol. Bc why else would Eywa choose for a human to be so powerful among her people just to be an instrument to their liberation? JC is implying that human integrity was extremely powerful; that having a change of mind as a human colonizer is what made "god" herself most receptive to aiding her children. But why does the change of mind of one or a few humans matter so much that she makes them leaders and legends? Why wasnt the fervent commitment and bravery of her own children enough to send a tool (in the for of a person and their intel) for them to use themselves? What does being a human driving a body have more in value than being Na'vi for a change of heart to be rewarded so quickly on such a scale than always believingf and asking for help first?

- i think he's being overtly concetious lol. Why does it matter how Avatar is percieved "in a vaccum" in a conversation abt its meta lol? The other commentor is wrong for reducing stories to some mythical "objectve value" in order to defend their position, but op only said he was gonna give him brownie points cuz he wasnt gonna take what they said seriously regardless. So what was the point of such commentary if there was an unwillingness to engage Avatar outside itself? Its frustrating how little he's willing to engage the meta so that he cant say something like "ur right that avatar didnt improve from its original inspirations like Dances with Wolves bc Abatar is only a little less overty white savior-ish, making the film hard to enjoy in and of itself".

- Theyre both basically doing a back n forth about film theory where op is just a devils advocate lol. Its annoying. "Why should a retelling be held to different standards" would be evident if he bothered to consider the meta and Avatar's real world applications.

- Its kinda conflicting how he's saying he hasnt seen any reason to dislike avatar but then says its fine to gague the film's quality by ur own personal metrics (like internal consistency or audience perception). It feels like op just.... doesnt want to engage certain poisitions bc hes made up his mind about what makes a movie and what doesnt, so he doesnt have to engage valid criticisms in and of themselves.

- Ok lemme get this straight (genuinely, cuz im struggling to follow)... op tries writes in a way that doesnt use "framing". Ok...so that means he doesnt want to place value on characters to "play god" bc he admires storytelling that lets a story exist entirely in and of itself. Ok. So he dosnt seem to care for meta criticisms bc he finds plot armor and self awareness in a story to be novel, but ultimately poor foundations for a narrative. Ok. He says using art as an elaborate way to present [an author's] truth to the world doesnt make sense to him. Alright I think this part explicitly reveals his bias and makes everything so far make sense lol. Doesnt make it ok that this is his reasoning for aboiding meta criticisms (instead of just low hanging fruit from random yt commentord lmao) but at least it gives an idyosyncratic reason as for his reluctance that adds more layers to this cracker behavior lol

- A movie isnt a story when it aims to present an underlying truth??? Im not buying this at all lol. Does he rlly not like allegories or parables thid much lol? I rly dont like the christain movie comparison to other allegorical films cuz... it implies that viewing Avatar as a "moral directive" would be indocrination or something? And thered be no artistic value in the movie if it were treated as completely self-referential and vaccuous? Again i think this is just that anti-meta bias showing thru, and also the white reluctance to challenge ur beliefs by analyze the impact of anti-colonial and anti-racist narratives and apply them to ones own thinking.

- Ok sorting his dialouge out again lol: ...he saw a video criticism he thought was valid but refuted it saying he doesnt think a movie's sound track can necessarily or measurably be used for or against a story, and thus Cameron's missed opprotunity to supplement the film's narrative with a new "alien" sound (as opposed to a more conventional western, orcchestral one to highlight the Na'vi's indigenity) wasnt a win or lose for Avatar. I'll sort my thought on that later cuz i feel like Cameron not taking risks like that in his heavily indigenous inspired film was evident of bias and also reflects the nature of consumerism and capitalism (to make a "blockbuster" as recieveable as possible to richer audiences). He doesnt rlly explain why he doesnt think the music choices in a film dont belong in a discussion about writing, which i find strange cuz movie isnt just abt writing anymore, its abt the entire immersive and artistic experience, including the sountrack.

Pt. 4 characters

- "Relevant characters only!!!" Well i genuinely wonder what he thought of AWOW now 💀...

- What he's saying about making characters based on their relevance to the plot's needs (then making their quirks later) is valuable. As of watching this ive kept thid in mind for my own OC making.

- I dont agree w what he said about a romantic relationship having higher highs and lowe lows than friendships. Jake and Neytiri v much could have remained friends and the consequences of their conflicts could have dtill retained their severeity in the narrative because friendship is as powerful as romance and passion. Also it would have been a refreshing take on an indigenous and military relationship that didnt further push a romanticized narratives abt a colonizer courting "the chief's daughter".

- I think he's a bit too plot focused for me lol. He doesnt care that the avatar characters are one dimensional bc their character backgrounds arent relevant to the plot, yet ppl will tell u that a good story has "relevant" characters who feel real because their backstories resonate and inform their descisions and role in the narrative. Jake and other characters felt like tropes personified a lot of times, and the dialouge being very brief (in favor of action sequences) made ppl feel wooden. Sure u need planks for ur house's foundation, but eventually all of them start to look the same when then story's structure is built along. If op cares so much about the in-universe quality of stories, then why doesnt he care about ppl's complaints that Avatar has characters that dont feel real in their own universe? Afterall, Avatar is not based on previous material, the audience is not looking at a snapshot of real history, & the authors had very clear political intentions to necessitate a meta review of the story.

- He's very utilitarian about this plot relevance thing lol. Avatar is supposed to feel as immersive just as its plot is supposed to be coherent and consistent. Its completely new information about the speculative science of a vast planet and alien peoples that hasnt been written before. Having characters or parts of characters depicted as going thru stuff that is tangenital to the plot is immersive and interesting! Ofc u cant spend terribly too much time on it or ur movie will feel incohesive and episodic, but... its still valuable to have characters that supplement a plot in a collateral way rather than a direct way. It makes the world feel bigger than its writing portrays and makes characters feel like theyre part of their world outside the frsme of a narrative rather than tropes superimposed onto a world that only exists as far as the author needs it to be.

- The "exceptional" character jake is in Avatar isnt proportionate to what purpose he seems to serve. He isnt just a rouge jarhead that turns ally, he literally becomes the Na'vi commander, religious legend, and then clan leader for his ephiphanies and delayed allyship.

- I think op is rlly oversimplifying the critique abt the ethics of the Avatar program. Noy even in-uviverse are the ethics of the program questioned, theyre just a given and then a reoccuring theme. The avatars being used as tools is obvious, but also the "just bc we can doesnt mean we should" part of their exidtence is rlly never brought up by any charactor nor any limitations of the avatard themselves. I mean where did the initial Na'vi bio samples for the program come from since avatars are mixture of Na'vi and human DNA? Why does the necessity of the avatar bodies as tools also necessitate that they are permanent sites of escape from human disillusionment and desperation (ex: Jake abandoning his human heslth for hours driving his avatar)? What is the purpose of turning these "tools" into people (clan members, etc) by the end of the film? The ethics of the program go beyond the necessity of tbe RDA and of the plot, and its rather shallow to dismiss criticisms of the program (or even a need for there to be internal criticisms of its operations and existence) just bc theyre "logically" needed for the movie.

So next he talks about why he thinks avatar is good. Looking forward to that since the critcisms were quite bad, imo, and its just nice to hear nice things abt a movie i like from a different perspective. (I'll post those in a different reblog from this since this is long and mostly negative).

#oel.mine #avatar 2009 #avatar #james cameron avatar #contains vid #avatar discussion #Youtube

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pinkseas · 1 year

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u kno the drill

IN THE MIDDLE OF CLASS AND A LECTURE HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE OH YM GOD dont blame u tho id probably do the same

“ITS SO NICE that both of them get to teach each other what they lack” what can i say a girl will think of two characters being able to teach things to each other and lose her mind a little bit about it

“wanderer having absolutely No Filters when talking to kid as young as collei but still being sorta courteous to her trauma is so fUCKIGN FUNNY IM NGL AT LEAST USE PROPER WORDS BRO THATS A CHILDKFHSHHF” i am giggling sm at this you have no idea

“i didnt even know youd actually USE the fjsjhfjahf all the things u slid in answering my ask abt xiao albedo contributinf and its sO GREAT ITS SO FUNNY” I DIDNT KNOW I WAS GONNA USE THEM EITHER ADMITTEDLY at first None of those beginning bits were supposed to be there it started when collei walked into the room but. well. i am Weak and Predictable and i thought itd be a little silly to include it just a little bit

“albedo's willingness to help being connected to his own moral strength regarding protecting his family at all costs is Real” as much as i adore him and got the vibe that he Would be willing for many reasons i dont actually know his character very well at all so i am genuinely so glad to hear you of all people say this as an albedo lover it feels like ive done right by the world

“it was so satisfying that she could do it with her own hands no matter how vicious it was” oh to have had collei slice his ribcage open tear the bones out one by one and rip his still-beating heart from his chest.... idk i had a lot of things that didnt feel like they would’ve been as satisfying just bc he wouldve died so quickly bc of it but i do kinda wish id used that as an ending instead. the vines still consume his corpse and she drops the heart and lets it be eaten up until there’s nothing left and she can remember the way it felt to tear it out and hold it and........ man idk. there’s just. something So Personal about her doing it herself about it being with her own two hands about her laying his hands on him so many times even with magic at her disposal i couldnt NOT do it

“idt doijg it a few hours till dawn is Enough BUT AS LONG AS SHES SATISFIED IT IS NOW” NO BC LITERALLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY i did also strongly consider her deciding she was done with him and letting scara have a turn to fuck him up but admittedly i kind of just wanted to get it over with and i didnt have enough ideas to really make it as satisfying as i wanted it to be which is so sad

“the dottorture” HAS ME WHEEZING OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

“he lets collei do all the work do all whats needed to give that payback even tho hes also part of the experiment. his empathy is way less unseen and hes willing to give it all to collei despite himself swearing to the gods he despise that dottore should just Suffer. but if its in the hands of someone else and he could see it all thats just as much satisfaction when he gets to see collei finding solace at such young age” yeah <3333333333333 as much as he’d Love to kill dottore over and over and over again i think seeing him suffer at the hands of another person he fucked up so badly is enough. not ideal, not what he wouldve first thought of or really wanted, but enough. especially given that its someone he at least somewhat cares about who’ll be able to find a lot more peace in the act than scara probably would have. idk. i feel like if dottore’s other selves hadn’t been erased and scaramouche had hunted them down and tortured and killed them one by one in all kinds of different ways until every last one of them was gone it just. still wouldnt be enough. nothing would truly be enough to make him pay. but for collei, this is enough, this is more than enough, seeing him dead is enough, and if only one of them can find true satisfaction and peace with his passing regardless of how it happens he might as well give it to her.

im also glad that the hug didnt feel too out of place LMAO i feel like i was kind of pushing it there but w/e that whole thing was me pushing it why not go a little further

#parasocial bestie tag

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an episode

today started out in one the worst ways possible. my sleep was disturbed. forcing me to go somewhere i have zero interest in. something binding me to staying there so that i couldnt leave in bw. feels like hell. i watched a movie, and it felt like the whole world judged me for it. all the conversations include my dad and i am gonna throw up all over if they dont stop. i am everywhere i am happily only if i do not hear about him. listening to anything that includes him makes me sick. and seems like everyone around me forgot to grow up. conversing like children, fighting, hanging over the same topic for a million years, keep fighting with no logics. pls make this end. and i had 2 episodes today and one yesterday night. i hate being forced to do something and i think that is what is causing these and they are developing headaches. this is a real issue bc, obviously, and also bc ive never had headaches before this, in my life, ever. i just cried briefly for 2 seconds before i got interrupted. what do i hate about this? everything. i just want to live peacefully and fucking everything everyone around me does is triggering me. i cannot help but think maybe its me. but then, what can i do to change any of this? completely blacked out, unable to breath, headaches, rotting in bed, pulling my hair hoping this pain will distract me from the pain in my heart. and the worst part is that i am in this alone. nobody understands neither do they try. this is what is pushing me into this hole of not caring about anything. to just plug in and be on my phone or just sleep and pretend that nothing is happening. when i know very well the moment i turn the volume down im gonna be haunted down. if not by others, then by my own thoughts. i have no idea what will help. my dress, my hair, my face, my body, my footwear, my bag, my phone, my laptop, my behaviour, my character, my personality, my fitness, my mind, my friends, my education, my music choices, people have opinions about everything. fuck it they judge my sleep schedule. i wouldnt care if its some random people, but ur own family? something u thought u could rely on and tell things to? when u think of someone as the most important person in ur life throughout ur life time and u see them spiralling and love them regardless but something is just off? i dont even know if i can talk to someone freely without any consequences anymore. heck, im only now realising how long its been since ive talked to a person honestly and comfortably, being myself, without giving every single one of my words much thought. its been so long since ive built up these walls. being alone now feels like the new normal. and anything else is just contrary it, and ive convinced myself this is for the best. not because it is but because it is the only option i have left. CONTRARY. as i am just writing this, my aunt comes upto me and tells me how she loves me sm and not to be mad at her if she points out something about me. i mean, im never really mad. im dissapointed. im so dissapointed in everyone, it would take another lifetime to talk about it. but i wont because idc. I DO NOT CARE.

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hi. on your post where you may or may not have ended on 'moffat is either your angel or your devil' did you have maybe an elaboration on that somewhere that i could possibly hear about. i'm very much a capaldi era stan and i've never tried to defend the matt smith era even though it had delightful moments sometimes so i wonder where that puts me. i'd love to hear your perspective on moffat as a person with your political perspective. -nicole

hi ok sorry i took so long to respond to this but i dont think you know how LOADED this question is for me but i am so happy to elaborate on that for you. first a few grains of salt to flavor your understanding of the whole situation: a. im unfairly biased against moffat bc im a davies stan and a tennant stan; b. i still very much enjoy and appreciate moffat era who for many reasons; and c. i hate moffat on a personal level far more than i could ever hate his work.

the thing is that its all always gonna be a bit mixed up bc i have to say a bunch of seemingly contradictory things in a row. for instance, a few moffat episodes are some of my absolute favorites of the rtd era, AND the show went way downhill when moffat took over, AND the really good episodes he wrote during the rtd era contained the seeds of his destruction.

like i made that post about the empty child/the doctor dances and it holds true for blink and thats about it bc the girl in the fireplace and silence in the library/forest of the dead are good but not nearly on the same level, and despite the fact that i like them at least nominally, they are also great examples of everything i hate about moffat and how he approached dw as a whole.

basically. doctor who is about people. there are many things about moffats tenure as showrunner that i think are a step up from rtd era who! actual gay people, for one! but i think that can likely be attributed mostly to an evolving Society as opposed to something inherent to him and his work, seeing as rtd is literally gay, and the existence of queer characters in moffats work doesnt mean the existence of good queer characters (ill give him bill but thats it!)

i have a few Primary Grievances with moffat and how he ran dw. all of them are things that got better with capaldi, but didnt go away. they are as follows:

moffat projects his own god complex onto the doctor

rtd era who had a doctor with a god complex. you cant ever be the doctor and not have a god complex. the problem with moffats era specifically is that the god complex was constant and unrepentant and was seen as a fundamental personality trait of the doctor rather than a demon he has to fight. he has the Momence where you feel bad for him, the Momence where he shows his humility or whatever and youre reminded that he doesnt want to be the lonely god, but those are just. moments. in a story where the doctor thinks hes the main character. rtd era doctor was aware that he wasnt the main character. he had to be an authority sometimes and he had to be the loner and he had to be sad about it, but he ultimately understood that he was expendable in a narrative sense.

this is how you get lines like “were the thin fat gay married anglican marines, why would we need names as well?” from the same show that gave you the gut punch moment at the end of midnight when they realize that nobody asked the hostess for her name. and on the one hand, thats a small sticking point, but on the other hand, its just one small example of the simple disregard that moffat has for humanity.

incidentally, this is a huge part of why sherlock sucked so bad: moffats main characters are special bc theyre so much bigger and better than all the normal people, and thats his downfall as a showrunner. he thinks that his audience wants fucking sheldon cooper when what they want is people.

like, ok. think of how many fantastic rtd era eps are based in the scenario “what if the doctor wasnt there? what if he was just out of commission for a bit?” and how those eps are the heart of the show!! bc theyre about people being people!! the thing is that all of the rtd era companions would have died for the doctor but he understood and the story understood that it wasnt about him.

this is like. nine sending rose home to save her life and sacrifice his own vs clara literally metaphysically entwining her existence w the doctor. ten also sending rose with her family to save her life vs river being raised from infancy to be obsessed w the doctor and then falling in love w him. martha leaving bc she values herself enough to make that decision vs amy being treated like a piece of meat.

and this is simultaneously a great callback to when i said that moffats episodes during the rtd era sometimes had the same problems as his show running (bc girl in the fireplace reeks of this), and a great segue into the next grievance.

moffat hates women

he hates women so fucking much. g-d, does steven moffat ever hate women. holy shit, he hates women. especially normal human women who prioritize their normal human lives on an equal or higher level than the doctor. moffat hated rose bc she wasnt special by his standards. the empty child/the doctor dances is the nicest he ever treated her, and she really didnt do much in those eps beyond a fuck ton of flirting.

girl in the fireplace is another shining example of this. youve got rose (who once again has another man to keep her busy, bc moffat doesnt think shes good enough for the doctor) sidelined for no reason only to be saved by the doctor at the last second or whatever. and then youve got reinette, who is pretty and powerful and special!

its just. moffat thinks that the doctor is as shallow and selfish as he is. thats why he thinks the doctor would stay in one place with reinette and not with rose. bc moffat is shallow and sees himself in the doctor and doesnt think he should have to settle for someone boring and normal.

not to mention rose met the doctor as an adult and chose to stay with him whereas reinette is. hm. introduced to the doctor as a child and grows up obsessed with him.

does that sound familiar? it should! bc it is also true of amy and river. and all of them are treated as viable romantic pairings. bc the only women who deserve the doctor are the ones whose entire existence revolves around him. which includes clara as well.

genuinely i think that at least on some level, not even necessarily consciously, that bill was a lesbian in part bc capaldi was too old to appeal to mainstream shippers. like twelve/clara is still a thing but not as universally appealing as eleven/clara but i am just spitballing. but i think they weighed the pros and cons of appealing to the woke crowd over the het shippers and found that gay companion was more profitable. anyway the point is to segue into the next point, which is that moffat hates permanent consequences.

moffat hates permanent consequences

steven moffat does not know how to kill a character. honestly it feels like hes doing it on purpose after a certain point, like he knows he has this habit and hes trying to riff on it to meme his own shit, but it doesnt work. it isnt funny and it isnt harmless, its bad writing.

the end of the doctor dances is so poignant and so meaningful and so fucking good bc its just this once! everybody lives, just this once! and then he does p much the same thing in forest of the dead - this one i could forgive, bc i do think that preserving those peoples consciousnesses did something for the doctor as a character, it wasnt completely meaningless. but everything after that kinda was.

rory died so many times its like. get a hobby lol. amy died at least once iirc but it was all a dream or something. clara died and was erased from the doctors memory. river was in prison and also died. bill? died. all of them sugarcoated or undone or ignored by the narrative to the point of having effectively no impact on the story. the point of a major character death is that its supposed to have a point. and you could argue that a piece of art could be making a point with a pointless death, ie. to put perspective on it and remind you that bad shit just happens, but with moffat the underlying message is always “i can do whatever i want, nothing is permanent or has lasting impact ever.”

basically, with moffat, tragedy exists to be undone. and this was a really brilliant, really wonderful thing in the doctor dances specifically bc it was the doctor clearly having seen his fair share of tragedy that couldnt be helped, now looking on his One Win with pride and delight bc he doesnt get wins like this! and then moffat proceeded to give him the same win over and over and over and over. nobody is ever dead. nobody is ever unable to be saved. and if they are, really truly dead and/or gone, then thats okay bc moffat has decided that [insert mitigating factor here]*

*the mitigating factor is usually some sort of computerized database of souls.

i can hear the moffat stans falling over themselves to remind me that amy and rory definitely died, and they did - after a long and happy life together, they died of old age. i dont consider that a character death any more than any other character choosing to permanently leave the tardis.

and its not just character deaths either, its like, everything. the destruction of gallifrey? never mind lol! character development? scrapped! the same episode four times? lets give it a fifth try and hope nobody notices. bc he doesnt know how to not make the doctor either an omnipotent savior or a self-pitying failure.

it is in nature of doctor who, i believe, for the doctor to win most of the time. like, it wouldnt be a very good show if he didnt win most of the time. but it also wouldnt be a very good show if he won all of the time. my point is that moffats doctor wins too often, and when he doesnt win, it feels empty and hollow rather than genuinely humbling, and you know hes not gonna grow from it pretty much at all.

so like. again, i like all of doctor who i enjoy all of it very much. i just think that steven moffat is a bad show runner and a decent writer at times. and it is frustrating. and im not here to convince or convert anyone im just living my truth. thank you for listening.

#sorry if this is repetitive or makes no sense or if i got some details of the show wrong #i simply couldnt be bothered to put too much effort into this post #lest it become a research paper and take me several weeks to answer #anyway thats all my opinions #dw #ok to rb

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fairestwriting · 3 years

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Iebejejwwj I love your writing first of all its just 😙👌 don't suppose you could do the nrc staffs reaction to finding out that yuu doesn't want to go home because one or both of their parents are just straight up arseholes. I know that if I was in yuu's position I'd see crowley as a father so as long as it includes him im not overly bothered what you do with this in just kinda intrested as to what you can do with it, obviously you don't have to do it lol

~ xoxo

yuu has just gained 3 new dads- i didnt do sam for this bc he has so little content i couldnt think of anything, hope thats ok >_<

+ ko-fi link, if anyone feels like financially supporting my writing

Dire Crowley

He’s giving them a friendly little push on the shoulder as they stand in front of the Mirror -- Come on, he’s finally found a way to take them home, aren’t they excited? They’ll get to meet all the people that they have missed for so long!

He looks like he’s kicking them out for a moment lol-

“What’s wrong, now? I’ve finally found a way to take you home, aren’t I so kind for doing that?” He asks in that pompous voice of his, but deflates a bit when he notices the grim expression on their face.

Well, they didn’t think they would have gotten to the point where they’d actually have to go home, now this was just... -- They look down, and mumble that they don’t want to go.

Crowley is confused, quick to question them. Why not? Anyone else would have loved to be able to see their home again!

Awkwardly, they explain the issues they used to face at home before coming here. It’s the first time they mentioned it since arriving at the school, all the stories about how awful their parents are feel...wrenched out of them. It hurts to talk about it.

Crowley immediately goes quiet upon listening to them. All of his lighthearted act is just gone for a moment. He’s careless, usually, but this was just... too much to ignore.

“Then, would you prefer to stay?” He asks, sounding a bit gentler. “You’re already enrolled here, after all.”

It’s not an issue to just close up the Mirror and call it a day. They’re a student already, they can just go back to their activities -- But after hearing about all of this Crowley feels wrong leaving them alone too much, he’ll make sure they’re doing alright. The chores given to them decrease in quantity very soon.

Mozus Trein

“You’re not supposed to still be here.” Trein points out as soon as he enters the room with the Mirror, seeing as the odd transfer student hadn’t gone home yet, even after the headmaster found a way to take them there. “Is the Mirror not working properly?”

Yuu flinches when the teacher shows up -- They’d been alone in the room for a while, after having told Crowley they’d get into the Mirror soon, but since then they’d just been stalling...

Trein is someone who’s pretty intimidating, and that gets to them now, specifically. They’re unsure of what to say, so they just look down, feeling cornered... before they admit that, actually, they don’t want to go.

Trein has a scolding ready at the tip of his tongue, but when they blurt out about their parents being bad to them, all the words leave his mind.

So, he’s pretty strict and seems unapproachable to his students, right -- But he’s also a father himself, he raised his own two daughters all alone since his wife passed away, and he was doing his utmost best when they were Yuu’s age. Hearing that someone’s parents can act this way just breaks his heart.

“Then you’ll not be going back.” He just decides, placing a hand on their shoulder. He’d talk this out with Crowley, there’s no way he’s letting this kid go back into their bad situation. He refuses to let something like this happen.

Also reminds them, before he leaves, that in any worst case scenario, his home’s doors are open to them. He can't believe some parents just act like this, no kid deserves to be treated poorly by the ones supposed to love them.

Divus Crewel

"What are you doing just lounging around here?" He asks, the sound of his heels' clack filling the silent room, where Yuu was staring at the mirror. "Crowley told me you were supposed to be home, now."

Yikes, caught red-handed. Yuu knew they'd have to do something about this sooner or later, they couldn't just stay in front of the Mirror and delay coming home or explaining that they don't want to do that, but being caught by Crewel as they did it felt like a worst case scenario.

Like Trein, he's another teacher that seems scary and unapproachable because of how demanding they are, Crewel has that presentation stick tapping against his palm as he stares at them, Yuu is just certain that they're screwed.

Might as well get it over with, since Crewel would end up pushing them to leave anyway, since this was what the headmaster ordered now -- So they tell him, in hurried mumbles, that they didn't want to go home because of how their parents treated them. They'd rather stay here, even if that meant they couldn't see the other people they loved.

Surprisingly, Crewel is the one who visibly softens the most, the stick on his hand going still, his stern expression fading in an instant.

He asks them, tentatively, about what their parents had been doing before, assuring that if they don't want to tell him about it, they don't have to. If they decide to open up about it, he'll listen to every detail attentively.

When they’re done, he’s shaking his head, sighing. He doesn’t have children of his own, but he cares about his students’ safety a lot, and to find out one of them have been going through this and he had no idea...

“Do you want me to talk to Crowley about this? I don’t think forcing you to go home would be a good idea.” He’ll suggest. The conversation stays in his mind, too, and if he notices they’re upset in his class, he’ll be more prone to asking them if anything’s wrong.

#twst #twisted wonderland #disney twst #disney twisted wonderland #twst scenarios #twst headcanons #nrc staff #dire crowley #mozus trein #divus crewel #lis writing

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vampkomori · 3 years

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the TMGB theory

i think theres a bit more to Shinjukus “destruction” if we shift our attention to its most iconic landmark, the tokyo metropolitan government building.

Note: this theory is just for fun. but I think it has a good shot at estimating the future higher plane storyline

Before we get into the details of the TMGB, lets first establish something about the purification of Shinjuku

This dialogue from w2d4 is about much detail as we’ll get about what happened to Shinjuku, and what effect its “destruction” had on the RG. It was “wiped out” “erased” and “vanished”; nobody in the RG remembers it, except for the people that had been in the UG before.

Well “how can a whole city just vanish?” the answer is: it cant. But lets first bring this visual aid into play

Shinjuku used to be just north of Shibuya, but its not gone in the sense that it left a hole in reality and people just black out whenever they pass through. No, it seems like Shinjuku as an established district is gone, meaning its borders were never drawn, and all its space was instead given to all the other districts.

Basically, instead of “vanishing”, its more like memories and history were rewritten so that Shinjuku was just never a thing. Instead, the other districts just expanded their reach and parts of formerly-Shinjuku are now parts of other cities.

I believe this has to be the case because the alternative brings more trouble than its worth: If it was truly erased to a point where the space it formerly occupied is just empty, people would notice. But as we see with rindo and the others, they dont! rindo had no idea there was even a city up there. Itd also make no sense if people just blacked out and suddenly ended up on the other side of Tokyo, itd mess with measurements bc theres just a bunch of space unaccounted for. people with a 6th sense would also have picked up on the area being iffy, but none of this seems to be the case

Now we can get to the tokyo metropolitan government building! Its pretty important considering its uh. The government. And also shinjukus most iconic landmark. If the city had actually been destroyed, then thered be severe consequences in the RG because their government building is suddenly just gone. A simple memory wipe could not make up for it not existing, and it definitely couldnt just magically conjur up a new building within moments. (I mean, whose jurisdiction would this even fall under? The other Composers would fight over whod get to have the literal government in their city)

Suffice to say “Shinjuku” still exists in the RG. Its just broken up into pieces and those are considered part of the other cities now.

So, if Shinjukus RG is fine, what about its UG?

What we see in A New Day may actually just be Shinjukus UG slowly fading into another plane.

To backtrack a little, theres a reason the Shibuya UG we’re in during neo doesnt include its newly gained parts of shinjuku, its because Shinjukus UG also still exists, and as neku says “it’s still there, but it’s been cut off from both the RG and the UG.” so its inaccessible. Also meaning, it cant be broken up and added to the expansion of the other UGs. if someone were to, theoretically, die in the RG of the areas that were formerly part of shinjuku, theyd simply go to the UG of whichever district claimed that area, and just wouldnt be able to access that other area in that UG

Now that thats out of the way we can go back to the actual star of the show: the tokyo metropolitan government building! Needless to say, whichever district has the literal government within its borders is bound to be incredibly influential.

And it just so happens

That the TMGB now falls into Shibuyas borders!

I believe this may be the key to the future relevance of Shibuya. The city is already extremely influential, as joshua himself said

Shibuyas influence is too strong.

So strong in fact, it could potentially “poison” the other districts. Now imagine how powerful Shibuya would be if you added the Government into the mix.

Additionally, Shibuya is already considered special by the Higher Plane due to the Shibuya River.

The Shibuya River is a particularly unique place, though we dont know which exact properties make it so unique, the fact that it started flowing into its own plane even after its source was destroyed already marks it as incredibly powerful.

So Shibuya as a place is impressively influential, so itd be no surprise if the Higher Plane kept an eye out for it, but if there was any doubt about this,

Due to the events of og twewy, the city is also considered to have reached its ideal state. Without a doubt this only adds to its already impressive level of power, and basically assures that the Angels keep an eye out for the city even after the Game between Joshua and Megumi was over.

But then why were they suddenly so insistent on seeing Shibuya purified in neo? Well, we dont know. Despite mentioning purification so often and the fact that Angels seem to encourage it, we dont actually know why the Higher Plane wants to see Shibuya purified. By all means, it should be an optimal parallel world now, so why would they suddenly want to see it gone?

The key may actually be Joshua himself. After all, he intended to stop Shinjukus purification. Though we dont know why he interfered, whether it was out of a newfound appreciation for humanity that went beyond his own city, or if he actually wanted to prevent the TMGB from falling into his borders, he was actively going against what the Higher Plane wanted, which would automatically mark him as a nuisance in their plans. Surely by purifying Shibuya, its entire area and also the area it claimed from Shinjuku, would once again fall into the borders of another district, and thus another Composer.

Its difficult to say whether this is an overarching plan from the Higher Plan that has spanned across both games. If youve read my post about Composers, which is about how Hazuki may actually be a demoted Angel from the Higher Plane, it could be possible that his demotion was on purpose, and that they intended for Haz to purify Shinjuku, therefore making Shibuya more powerful due to the TMGB falling into its borders. He would be the ideal candidate for this, as hes considered unsympathetic and lacks knowledge about the lower planes (and thus doesnt know about the TMGB), making it extremely easy to influence him to erase his city. (though you could also claim he was in on it, but then later changed his mind about it and decided to intervene with Shibuya’s destruction, once again due to Joshua’s influence)

Either way, Shibuya was saved! (again!) and now its more influential and powerful than ever. No doubt even more people would want to come after Shibuya’s seat of Composer, just to govern this massively important city.

And who else still desires this seat other than our favourite math guy

The fact that his plotline about still wanting to go after the Composer is tucked away in the Secret Ending of Another Day, means that this still has to be followed up on in a potential next game.

And what better scenario to bring this up than Shibuya being highly sought after due to its recently acquired influence-boost in the form of the government

and to summarize everything once more for extra clarity

Shinjuku wasnt destroyed so much as history was just overwritten so that Shinjuku as a district was never established, causing its area to be split up amongst the other districts. the TMGB now falls into the borders of Shibuya, and with it comes even more power and influence. Shibuya as a city already had an intense amount of influence over tokyo, and even the Shibuya River is so unique that it catches the attention of the Higher Plane. Despite Shibuya having reached its ideal state of being an optimal parallel world, the Higher Plane still wants to see it purified for some reason. Though we dont know why yet, it may be because of Joshua, the fact that hes Shibuyas Composer, and that he willfully goes against the Higher Plane, most notably when he interfered to prevent Shinjukus Inversion. Whether Hazuki is aware of an overarching plan or not, Joshua still influenced him to a point where he also decided to go against the Higher Plane by saving Shibuya. With Minamimoto still wanting the Composer’s seat, it sets the tone of Shibuya’s throne being more sought-after than ever. And the Higher Plane may be more relevant than ever to make sure this influential district falls into the hands of one of their own

this concludes my case

#ntwewy #neo twewy spoilers #neo the world ends with you #twewy meta #shinjuku and shibuya #joshua kiryu #vampymori.txt #tmgb theory #ive worked on this longer than any other post i rly hope its comprehensible and easy to follow #RED HOT NEWS: THE HIGHER PLANE IS THE ANTAGONIST #as if there was any doubt abt that before but if there was: here u go!#plus i hope this at least somewhat clarified the misconceptions abt shinjukus 'destruction'#it doesnt rly help they keep calling it that but the visual examples they provide just dont make sense otherwise #its still there! just you know. wiped from history and memory altogether

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moonlit-imagines · 3 years

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Headcanons for dating Daniel LaRusso

Daniel LaRusso x reader

warnings:

a/n:

prompt: anonymous: “Hi!! Could I request some headcanons of what dating Daniel LaRuss (The Karate Kid) would include, please? Thanks so much!!”

he was a classmate in your first period

you were actually exhausted from an all-night study session and passed out mid-lecture

so when you didn’t wake up at the bell, danny took the liberty of waking you up himself

“seems like someone had a good night’s sleep” -danny

“...hm?” -you

“you slept through the whole class but i couldn’t just leave you here, teacher’d probably give you detention” -danny

“oh...thanks” -you

“i might as well ask...would it be okay if i walked you to your next class?” -danny

you weren’t opposed

he was quite the gentleman, too

carried your textbooks and everything

“you don’t have to do that, you know” -you

“no, i know, i know, i don’t mind” -danny

okay no you were already falling for him it had only been 3 minutes

“thanks for keeping me company” -you

you thought about him all of 2nd period

okay but he walked you to third period too

you guys started talking to each other more during school

maybe a little too much...

“mr. larusso, mx. l/n, i won’t tell you again. no talking in my class” -teacher

“sorry, sir. wont happen again” -danny

“doubt that” -you

soon you couldnt function at school without him. every lunch you sat with him, every class change you walked with him, you met him at the school gates, you met him at your locker, you met him before you left for the day

danny loved talking to you about karate tbh, which didnt bother you at all

“mr. miyagi’s been teaching me kata, it’s a form of karate. you’ve gotta let me show you sometime!” -danny

“yes please!” -you

speaking of mr. miagi he gushes abt u to him

“daniel-san, you should let them know how you feel” -mr. miyagi

and surprise!!! when you opened your locker at the end of school one day, he’d left you a note!

“y/n, hope it’s okay if i pick you up at 8, how about a golf n’ stuff date? my treat. -danny <3”

okay if that wasn’t the cutest thing you’ve ever read you didn’t know what was

so you waited for him and he was right on time in that...interesting convertible

“like the ride?” -danny

“love it, haven’t been in anything like this before” -you

“really? well, mr. miyagi actually gave it to me for my birthday” -danny

“no kidding!” -you

your date was actually really exciting!

you played a little mini golf but were WAY too distracted by each other

“so you’re from jersey? you like this place any better?” -you

“well, not at first, but now that i met you im starting to rethink that” -danny

“smooth one, larusso” -you, poking him with your golf club

that date actually did not end with a kiss lol

you guys didn’t get the chance because as soon as you got home your parents practically ambushed you

“aw! how was it! let me take a picture! hope you two had fun, but not too much fun or else i’ll have to do something about it” -your parents

your parents actually kinda liked him

so he started picking you up for school

which was sick bc you didn’t have to take the bus anymore

you guys decided to make your relationship official after danny took you to the beach and showed you a little karate by the oceanside

“kiss me” -you

“huh” -danny

“you heard me” -you

“i sure hope i did, because this next part’s gonna be embarrassing if i didn’t” -danny

~~~official~~~

you guys were a liiiiittle lovey-dovey at school

he freakin loves holding your hand

but some teachers are very against “pda” so you’d have to obey their rules occasionally

lunch dates on weekends

which are usually packed lunches that his mom makes

oh my god his mom loves u

“i can tell you’re a good one, y/n. daniel’s got good taste” -lucille

“aw, thanks mrs. larusso” -you, moments before she wraps you in a giant hug

picnics!!!

and karate!!!

and car rides!!!

and swimming!!!

and golf n’ stuff!!!

okay you guys didn’t have a lot of cool and romantic ideas but you were also like, content

especially when the two of you just laid next to each other and watched the clouds in the sky

“i love you, y/n” - danny

“i love you, too, danny” -you

“you know, i’m really glad you fell asleep in class that one day, even if you did miss the whole lesson” -danny

“oh yeah? well, at least i got a good grade on that test i sacrificed my sleep for...and an amazing boyfriend” -you

and finally, school dances

he was so excited to dance with you in front of everyone and pretend like it was just you and him out there

and although he didn’t have the greatest luck at school dances, he wouldn’t let that get in his way

“wow, y/n...you look stunning” -danny

“right back atcha, babe” -you, doing finger guns

you loved seeing his smile and hearing his little chuckle!!

teasing him about skipping the dance all together

“no! no, i wanna dance with you. i’ll make it the best night of your life, i promise” -danny

“whatever you say, dannyboy” -you, kissing him on the cheek

okay but the baby blue suit? what an icon

i BET everybody envied you two

bc ur obviously so in love and happy

they WISH they had what you had

danny requested a slow song to dance to with you

“think it was a good choice?” -danny

“anything is if it’ll get me closer to you” -you

going back to mr. miyagi’s dojo right after to hang out for a bit

and play some silly games

“how was dance, love birds?” -miyagi

“couldn’t have been better”

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