And here is the bull himself >:)
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I was like, ah I should make the shadow something interesting, and then I'm like GIVE HIM BULL HORNS???? OKAY SURE !!!!! I'm glad such thoughts can strike at 7 in the morning....thanks brain. But hehehe I'm glad bcs now this matches up super well with the Nando one!
New ship dynamic: who's the bull and who's the matador :)
I think, in this AU, Fernando is generally pretty fond of Seb when he first meets him. Like "ah yes my very own protégé, very nice, I shall mold him in my image." But then Seb starts veering off that course. Bullfighting is all about being dramatic, but Seb maybe has a bit too much(🤏) flair for the dramatic. This escalation starts while he's still Fernando's assistant but he keeps it generally at bay. But god when he becomes a matador himself, he's just off the rails insane.
Bullfighting, to me, is a sport about reckless endangerment of one's self in the pursuit of drama and performance(its literally described as a tragedy in three acts.) But Fernando thinks Seb endangers himself *too* much, not because he cares or anything, but he's making a mockery of the sport!! Especially when Seb starts doing that bull hand symbol(seen above), Fernando just keeps become more enraged with him, not anything to do with the fact that Seb is threatening his records and threatening his own wellbeing, nah of course not.
Seb's gesture is making a mockery of the sport, he's disrespecting the culture, the very nature of it, blah blah blah. Jenson once asks Fernando, after noticing him seething while watching Seb do his gesture, "Which bull are you really trying to defeat?" One could also describe Fernando and Seb's relationship as a "tragedy with three acts."
Anyways Fernando gets very tied up with this rivalry. Even after suffering a severe injury(I have yet to decide, but y'know mchonda electrocution core), he quickly returns to the sport, loath to let Seb get any more headway. And then Seb gets injured, poor little sweet Seb, and neither of them can handle it. Though I already covered this in my prev lore post 🤭 and I think I put it pretty viscerally there so!! I digress.
They're both matadors, but the bull itself is not the only bull Fernando wants to conquer. Conquer as in death? Hm.
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watching rick and morty this season has been weird and I can’t decide whether it’s to do with the actual quality of the episodes or the intentional emotional distancing I did when the roiland accusations came out.
like you have to understand I haven’t really been known to “return” to fandoms a whole lot. while I’ve never really been someone to jump onto “trendy” fandoms, (I usually stay in the same primary fandom for at least a couple years) and I have love for all my past hyperfixations, usually my online engagement with said past hyperfixations boil down to reblogging fanart and memes every now and again - and occasionally some insightful analysis if I come across it.
that wasn’t the case with rick and morty. I was first hyperfixated on it in 2016 and was active in the fandom and then I did so again in 2022 and because of that it felt kind of special and unique to me in a way. and because of that, those allegations hit almost embarrassingly hard lmao, especially considering before that I wasn’t even expecting roiland to be an especially good person to begin with. but to have a show that meant a lot to me in two separate stages of life be marred with all the ways he used to abuse his power really hurt. so yeah I took a huge step back.
and trying to get back into it this season, it always feels like there’s just a small piece missing, idk. I don’t think any of the episodes have been bad, although a couple have some more obvious issues than others and honestly, I actually really liked episode 4 a lot but the thing is even then I felt like I didn’t really have anything to say about it. and I had more to say about episodes last season that I liked less. I just don’t find myself engaging in the show as deeply as I used to. and knowing that it’s not because of a natural shift in my focus, that this was because of something that happened, it kinda sucks.
this didn’t really have a point in the end I guess I wanted to dump the conflicting feelings I had down somewhere
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Somewhere Sunrise (Begins Another Day)
Chapter 1: Unfortunate Mishaps
Summary: Reagan Ridley tries to be prepared for situations, but the job always manages to surprise her.
Especially when she's thrust into another universe, and stuck figuring out how to get back.
Fandoms: Undertale (2015), Inside Job (2021 Cartoon)
Notes: (thank you to my good friends @pastelkonpeito and @maddestmewmew for beta reading this chapter!! also another thank you to hen again for helping me improve the pacing !) Also this takes place briefly after part 2 of the show, and after the true pacifist ending of Undertale.
WARNINGS: blood mention, possibly death, also swearing
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If you knew anything about Cognito’s head robotics scientist, it’s that she’s been on this job for over a decade.
The job came with many problems and risks, be it near death experiences, dealing with cover-ups and disappearing accidental witnesses, or nearly losing an appendage or two.
But out of everything Reagan Ridley’s done and been through, she didn’t think she would spend her last moments like this.
The machine had taken months to finish, endless all-nighters spent programming, and connecting wires, and checking and rechecking the blueprints to make it perfect.
The companion watch took just a few weeks to properly sync to the shiny, new transporter…
And it malfunctioned. And it took her with it.
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It was a decently quiet night in the building, and the cool wind from outside somehow seeped its way through from the windows to the quite sizable space of Ridley Labs, though it never affected Reagan, as she was used to the drafty windows. Never got the damn things fixed.
Her best friend and co-team leader Brett Hand shivered, though, used to the rest of the building being room temperature.
As Reagan installed the last few panels onto the transporter core, Brett took a minute to look around the lab again.
It was in its usual state, messy but somehow organized enough. Fitting for her, isn’t it?
“Alright, we’re almost ready.” She lifted the welding mask and switched off the propane torch, turning to him. “Brett, do you have the watch?”
“Oh- yeah.” He handed her the device. “So… what does this do again?”
“Were you even listening the first time?” She muttered, and waved her hand dismissively. “Well, the old teleporter was broken and out of date, so I took the liberty of building a new one. This one syncs to a watch- the one I’m holding here- to take the wearer to and from their destination. The machine serves to make sure that the watch works as intended, and to actually choose your destination.” She patted the machine, and put the wristwatch on, adjusting it.
“You’re here in case something happens to me.” She pointed to Brett, and walked back over, putting her hands on his shoulders. “...If I’m gonna be honest, you’re the only person in this place that I’d trust if anything happened to me.”
“Awww… Reags!” He smiled bright, pulling her into a tight hug. “Me too.”
“Put me down, you goober, or we won’t be able to start the experiment!” She laughed out and smacked at his arm.
He placed her back down and she turned to activate the machine and the watch.
“Alright. I’ll start with a decent location… somewhere just outside of DC.” She pressed a few buttons on the machine.
“But… what if you can’t get back? You might have to walk for a while…” Brett commented. He widened his eyes. “OR! I could come and pick you up!”
She snapped her fingers. “Exactly.” She presses a button on the watch.
“Alright.”
The transporter vrrrr’d to life, and its sounds echoed across the lab in a pleasant symphony of machinery.
“It’s working!!” Reagan couldn’t hide her excitement, her eyes lighting up as a smirk appeared on her face. “Brett, it’s working!”
Brett squealed in corresponding exhilaration as the watch lit up in unison.
The excitement of the pair was short-lived, as the wristwatch elicited short shocks.
“Shit.” Reagan struggled to get the watch off, as she felt the teleportation tech do its magic. “I can’t- shit, fuck, it’s stuck! I can’t get it-”
And she disappeared in a flash.
Brett’s phone buzzed, and the call was from…
…Reagan. He sighed in relief and clicked to accept the call, only to see a screen of white.
“Reagan????”
Reagan comes on screen, hair whipping in the wind (wind????????).
"Brett! Are y-ou getting this tr-ansmi-ssion!?" The audio and video were cutting out, but Brett nodded.
"List-en to me! I d-on't know wh-er-e I am, but no m-atter WHAT, you have -to keep the m-achine running! I seem to- to h-ave gone to a- different area than intended-”
She pushed her hair out of her face and looked around, squinting in the foggy winter wonderland- if she remembered correctly… it was supposed to be… September.
Oh god.
“I-I.. I-’m th-ink in a di-ffere-nt uni-v-erse! And it's hailing b-" A piece of hail flew down and nailed the scientist right in the temple, causing her to fall over into the snow.
"Reagan? REAGAN!?" Brett brought the screen closer.
"Aw- SH-IT, I... there's sn-ow getting into the wa-tch a-nd I-" Reagan's eyes drooped slightly, and they both noticed blood dripping down her face from the deep cut, now very prominent on the side of her head.
“Shit- Th-this is go-ing a lot w-or-se th-an I th-oug-ht it wo-uld! If I c-an get th-e wat-ch to-”
…She couldn’t…
Reagan felt herself getting weaker. There was blood dripping down into the snow now.
The situation was getting worse. The situation was unsolvable.
"...Brett... if I don't su-rvive this... I j- just want you to know that I'm sorry... for ev-eryth-ing. You w-ere a... a good fr-iend." Reagan felt herself getting more lightheaded, and the watch glitched and crackled as the weather worsened the condition.
"Reagan, why are you apologizing..? Hey- no- listen, you'll come back, you'll be okay, I promise- REAGAN?" Brett teared up and clasped his hands worriedly. The transmission was almost lost.
"...G-oodbye, Br-ett." The screen cut out as white overtook the transmission video, and the small screen finally displayed "SIGNAL LOST".
"Reagan? REAGAN!" Brett called out, but no one answered.
He felt his stomach twist.
…She…
…
He failed to keep himself stable on the edge of the desk, starting to slide down and sit on the floor.
His heart caught in his throat as he choked up, tears falling, the lab now dreadfully silent.
~~~
“Oh goodness…. Frisk! Get the first aid kit!”
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ok but we REALLY need to talk about the apples scene. as we know, apples are a theme throughout goncharov (not as much as clocks, but still prevalent) and their significance is so cemented through the scene in the market. the scene is about discovery, for all of the main characters; for goncharov, the truth about his father, and for katya, the significance of her deep-held feelings for sofia. the apple in christian canon is representative of all knowledge of the world that rips you from paradise: eve and adam eat of it, and they suddenly know the difference between right and wrong, they realize that they are naked, and once they have clothed themselves, once they have realized that they were wrong to eat of the apple to begin with, they are cast from the garden of eden. the realizations in the market scene, the metaphorical bites of the apple, have similar significance to the characters and the plot.
goncharov can never again go through life without knowing the truth about his father; he can't simply go back to what he was doing before. (and to me, this is a major turning point in his relationship with andrey; andrey has brought him a horrible truth, but he's been honest, and he was there for goncharov, and i think that's a wonderful representation of the core of their relationship. it's not sugar sweet, but it's not blind loyalty either, it's something deeper; i know a lot of people don't like calling their relationship homoerotic but i think it would be silly not to acknowledge the depth of emotion between them, whatever that emotion might be. their relationship is so deeply meaningful and it pulls at my heart every time.) goncharov leaves the apple market fundamentally changed, and he can no longer continue on as he did before. he has to change something, has to take action, has to depart from his life before; it is pivotal in his understanding of the past and his motivations going forward.
katya, for her part, has several breakthroughs with sofia. first, that she has a closer companion in sofia than she ever realized (oh my GOD when sofia says "if we were these apples, if you fell from the tree, i would fall with you. we would rot together." !!!!!! can you believe they put that in!!!!!), and second, that she has options besides goncharov. i think this is the point in the film where katya becomes a woman who would point a gun at goncharov; she was unhappy in their marriage before, but now she knows he is not all she has. her agency is solidified in her structure of support. i think this is the first moment where she really considers going against him; the first hint at her part in the final betrayal of goncharov. it plants so many seeds (haha) for the rest of the plot. and of COURSE we can't talk about this scene without talking about the classic symbolism of the apple and sin. katya and sofia share an apple, for god's sake. i don't honestly think that was the filmmakers' intention with this scene (katya and sofia's relationship has always suffered from the "they were such good friends!" treatment) but the connotations CANNOT be ignored. they express their love for each other, they share an apple; this is their first honest realization and commitment to a forbidden love. of course they loved each other before but like. you get what i mean. you could definitely put this interpretation onto andrey and goncharov's conversation as well but i don't think it hits quite the same (they're tonally different, in my opinion).
also i HAVE to talk about the cinematography. the cut between goncharov and andrey's conversation to katya and sofia's, showing that they are in the same place but in different worlds; they have both chosen this place to meet someone dear to them, but don't know that the other is there as well; their discoveries are different but both significant. the apple market is the realm of discovery. the apple market is the place where the plot starts to blossom into what it becomes, the point of no return; without the apples, there is none of the rest of the plot. it's literally the seeds of the story!!!!! oh my god. anyway
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Okay, obviously I have some body image issues. This is very clear to pretty much everyone who knows me. I have had them since I hit about 10 years old I think? That gives me 15 years of disliking the way I look, for one reason or another. I have tried a lot of things throughout that time to change my perception of myself. And currently, I feel like I am stuck in a weird place that I can't figure out how to escape.
I understand that there are studies now showing that dieting and working out don't actually work long term for most people. I know that getting into that mostly causes things like yo-yo dieting and circular weight gain/loss. I know that being fat is being shown to not actually be unhealthy in the ways it has often been shown as and perceived to be. I know that literally all the media everywhere is blasting me with idealized bodies that pretty much do not exist or only exist through extremely unsustainable/unhealthy means.
I have tried for so long to believe in and promote body neutrality or positivity for myself and other people. I constantly refuse to let myself think about what I see in the mirror or in pictures. I tell myself to get exercise for the physical and mental health benefits, not for my physical appearance. I try to view my body for what it can do and not how it looks. I tell myself to live the life I want to live now, rather than waiting to live it till I have the body I imagine living that life. Without exaggeration, I am fairly certain I think about these things every single day.
And none of it is working.
I actually feel I dislike my appearance now more than I did even a year ago. I feel like I am constantly noticing things about my body that I never did before or new changes to my body, and I am deeply uncomfortable with them. And I want to do something about it, and clearly simply changing my mentality isn't doing anything. I want to diet and exercise. But I also know it likely won't be a permanent change. I am concerned that I would give myself an eating disorder. And I'm also concerned that I would be feeding into diet/exercise culture. I am worried about hurting the people around me who are also fat. I am anxious about the fact that I am not actually that large so I don't want to talk about it with other people because I know it will make people who are larger than I am feel terrible. I don't want to make other people who are gaining weight feel bad for that. But, I hate the way I look.
This is not sustainable. At some point something will break and I think it might end up being my brain. I am worried about how that would end up. The things I do for my brain and my body shouldn't be about how it might affect other people, it should be for me. But I don't want to be bad for the things I do. I want and have wanted for so long to look like a powerbuilder/warrior/dwarf/strongman lifter/crossfit athlete/etc. I want to be big. I want to be visibly strong and powerful. And I am absolutely not. And I know I struggle with commitment and discipline and all of that, but I also know I struggle a lot with how this desire appears to other people.
Really, I think what this is all coming down to is other people's opinions. I dislike the way I look and am told that's bad. I want to change the way I look and I'm told that's bad. I do nothing and get told that's bad. I have to want these things for the right reason, in the right way, and have to talk about it right all the time. And I just can't. I don't like the way I look and I wish I looked like a brick shithouse and everyone else can fucking suck it.
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