Is it just me, or is 2024 is turning out to be a really crazy year for fandoms? Because there's so many new reveals and retcons in the manga and anime I'm watching...

Here's my top 3, from last to first:

My Hero Academia: The longstanding fanon background that All For One forced Decay on Shigaraki Tomura (aka Shimura Tenko) and set him up to kill his family is now canon. What's next, Dad for One? (Eh, probably not. Should we jinx it?) Evillious Chronicles: Apparently, Michaela was the one who led Eve to kidnapping of Hansel and Gretel and potentially the murder of Meta. So now Ney can say her killing Michaela was karma and revenge. Detective Conan/Magic Kaito: Kudou Yusaku and Kuroba Toichi are brothers. That means Kudou Shinichi and Kuroba Kaito are cousins. It's official: KaiShin is now incest. Fandom riot ensues.

2023 Bonus:

Owari no Seraph: Yuuichiro is Mikaela, and Mikaela is Yu. Identity crisis, anyone? These two are just rolling with it, tho.

It seems to me that reports of New Vegas’ retconning have been greatly exaggerated

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Just Another Sunday

"Eric, what the hell happened to you?" He looked up from his phone with a confused look on his face, as if he hadn't suddenly transformed into a stacked muscle God. I couldn't help but start to hyperventilate a bit. Weird stuff had been happening all over town this week, but until now the three of us had been spared.

"I'm sure I don't know what you mean," he said, pausing for a few moments before shifting back over to his phone.

"Like hell you don't!" I yelled, stomping across the Joey's kitchen to yell directly in his face. His casual body posture confirmed that I was still dealing with Eric, at least-- my self-survival instincts were telling me that yelling at a man this large was an easy way to get the shit kicked out of me. Joey, Eric, and I had been easy targets for bullies our whole lives. Or at least, we had been until whatever the hell just happened to Eric. "Something weird is going on! You suddenly gained 6 inches, two shades of skin tan, and god only knows how many pounds of muscle. Did you really not notice that happening?"

He laughed, ruffling the top of my head before speaking. "What do you mean I gained all this? C'mon, Bro. I've looked like this for years, you know that." His wide grin deflated a bit as I glared at him, unblinking. "Bro, you're freaking me out. I've always looked like this. Look, here's my camera roll. This is us just last week. Remember?"

Now it was my turn to be confused. Our friend Joey took this photo for us... only it was the two of us clutching our pudgy stomachs and making fun of everyone outside enjoying the last weekend of swimsuit weather. Now here was Eric, every bit as shirtless and as sexy as the people that we had been mocking.

"Seriously, Bro, you're freaking me out a little." Eric pressed the back of his palm against my forehead. "Seems like you might be running a fever or something. I think you'd better stay home and get some rest. I'll ask Master Joey if you can share my bed in his servant's quarters."

Hang on... Master Joey? Something about that didn't sound right. I tried to figure out why that phrase sounded so peculiar, but I was finding it a bit hard to concentrate on anything. It almost felt like a headache, but in a forgetful sort of way. "Hang on... why would I share your bed?" I asked him. "We both have beds in Master Joey's quarters. Something weird is going on. Pull up that photo again, would you?"

We looked at the photo of me and Eric enjoying the Hot Tub one last time before swimsuit season was over. Master Joey loved taking photos of his servants and their masculinity-- all of our phones had tons of photos like this in our camera roll. Why had I been freaking out earlier?

"Sorry, Eric, I'm not sure what's wrong with me," I said, rubbing my hand over my head. Feeling the buzzed stubble always helped calm me down. Well, that and working out at the gym, but that wasn't really an option right now.

"Don't sweat it, Bro," he said, thumping me on the back. "I'm sure you'll feel better tomorrow. Anyway, it's time for our evening progress pic for Master Joey." Eric set up the timer on his phone while I peeled back my tank top. Master Joey loved getting pictures of our hot bodies each night, and we loved knowing that our master would masturbate himself to sleep at the thought of us.

A thought crossed my mind. "Hey Eric... is there any reason we don't let Master Joey have sex with us every night?

He laughed, thumping me on the back a few more times. "You know, it's funny... I was just thinking the same thing. Having Master Joey's cock up my ass actually sounds pretty nice. Should we make that our new evening ritual?"

"I think we should," I said, nodding in agreement. What was the point in having such a plump and meaty ass if no one was going to use it? And anyway, it was the least we could do for the man who allowed us to serve under him. Weird stuff has been happening all over town this week. It's a relief to know that Master Joey will always keep us safe.

i think what a lot of ppl miss about the nuance when it comes to the retcon is that the POINT of it is that its a bad ending. homestuck is designed to be a tragedy and it was never going to end well; its frankly ridiculous to try and shoehorn in a scenario where none of the current main characters are dead when the story is ABOUT death. its not narratively satisfying at all like this! but thats not what the kids wanted (and, more to the point, thats not what the FANS wanted. newer fans DEFINITELY miss the fact that homestuck was written as a conversation between hussie and the fans, a conversation that turned into an argument halfway through and led to a lot of things being taken in bad faith on both sides. but i digress; this is a watsonian post)

the retcon powers are very VERY explicitly described as the ability to change the alpha timeline. the 'whats supposed to happen' of it all, the premeditated narrative the story was written to fill. conversely, when aranea used the ring of life to come back and meddle, she is explicitly described as 'causing a doomed timeline.' and like, the thing about doomed timelines is that theyre meant to happen as much as theyre meant to be fixed. theyre how paradox space accounts for and incorporates time travel, and the existence of the doomed timeline is often NECESSARY for the alpha timeline to function. thats how you get davesprite, thats how the aradiabot that brought gamzee's honkHONK code back from his crazy murder timeline contributed to doc scratch's creation, thats why every dead dave helped the alpha timeline dave figure out what to do. if vriska was meant to have never died in the first place the timeline wouldve been doomed long before game over. the ring went to the wrong person, and thats the kind of simple fix sburb was expecting to solve with some time travel to get things back on track

the ring was supposed to go to someone else. probably vriska! from the alpha timelines perspective, it wasnt that long after her confrontation with john that she really changed and grew as a character. that she became someone who deserved a second chance. imagine: john uses his retcon as normal time travel, the way sburb comprehended it through the limitations of its code. he takes the ring before aranea can, goes to the dream bubbles, and has another conversation with vriska. maybe she doesnt even really want the ring anymore, and thats exactly the kind of thing that would convince john to give it to her. and she agrees, because he tells her terezi is waiting for her. they go back, they have the final fight, and people die. maybe they dont come back. but its the group of characters who earned the ending, who we watched grow up for three years

but thats not what happened, and it was never going to be what happened, because as narratively satisfying as it could have been? john and terezi wanted something different. john wanted everything to be OVER and terezi wanted the chance to make a different choice, even if it was wrong. theyre selfish; theyre kids. theyre tired of being characters in a story, of someone else pulling their strings. thats what typheus's choice was about, you know? and john made the wrong choice. some other version of john could have fixed things the "right" way, had our john decided to die instead. to accept the consequences of the doomed timeline and let pardox space fix it. hell, between roxys first instinct to just sit and let the void take her and terezis pointy horns offering a counterpoint we have some pretty blatant devil/angel on the shoulder imagery! and john making the same wrong choice he did when terezi first told him to fly to the seventh gate, except this time there was no davesprite on angel wings, no one left alive he cared about enough to listen to. because as much as john felt like he was SUPPOSED to fall for roxy, the girl version of his fathers lover, someone strongly associated with his half of karkat's shipping chart but without the complication of being a lesbian, someone HUMAN to repopulate the world with cut out of his apocalypse movie fantasies...... terezis way of thinking has always appealed to him more. because as much as he pretends its not true, john doesnt like to take things lying down, and he doesnt like when other people do either. he gets bored! hes attracted to the danger and morally grey self confidence terezi and vriska exude, so. he listened to terezi, and they brought vriska back.... without any of the character development she had gone through.

and its a bad ending, because of course it would be. and thats the point :) it was stupid to think two kids could meddle with the fate of the universe and it was stupid to think that these kids could have a happy ending so easily. but can you really blame them?

the final pre-terapause upd8 was the first one to show candy calliope, and it originally showed her with filled-in cheek circles

those panels have now been edited to make her cheeks into spirals

Stereotypical

**hey there! been a while! Hope you don't mind that I take some time between stories. I tend to work when inspiration strikes me so there are going to be some hiatuses. Hope you like this next one. never written anything like this before, so I hope it's sexy and not offensive**

Peter Lee fucking hated stereotypes. He hated how people expected him to be great at math just because he was asian. He hated how everyone saw him as a nerd, and acted like because he was Asian he wasn’t a man. He hated how everyone automatically thought he was into nerdy stuff like comic books and video games. He hated every awful stereotype he was constantly reminded of. What he hated most, however, was the fact that he was exactly what those stereotypes said he would be.

Peter Lee was, in fact, a nerd. He was great at math, and everything else he put his mind to. He loved comics, video games, and practically everything nerdy. Worst of all, he was barely a man. He was 5’8, weighed less than 150 pounds, and according to his one and only ex-girlfriend Mel, had a pathetic micro-cock. Peter Lee was every Asian stereotype in the book. He was even a shitty driver. Peter didn’t love that he was a walking stereotype. He hated how small he was, how nerdy he was, how diminutive and nervous he always acted. What he hated most though was the fact that everyone had to make it a race thing! Yes he was a geek, yes he was asian, but why did he have to be an asian geek? As Peter left the library of his college after another all night study session, he saw a particularly bright star and, without thinking, he wished. He wished, with all his heart, that things were different. Not that he was different. Peter didn’t like himself but he didn’t hate himself enough to change. He just wished the stupid stereotypes were different, so that his own insecurities and shortcomings weren’t a race thing.  And, in a flash, everything was different..

Peter woke up with a groan, lifting his head up from his pillow and wiping away his drool. How late had he been out last night? He lifted himself out of the bed, his body heavy with sleep, and made his way over to a mirror. He checked himself out, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and inspecting himself in the mirror

Pete gave himself a slight smirk and a cocky flex as he looked over his body. He felt sort of… strange… but he looked the same. Same bouncing pecs, same incredible abs, same handsome face and sexy biceps. Maybe his cock had grown a bit? It was pretty big and always bulging through his sweatpants but it was hard to tell. After looking over himself in the mirror for some time, Pete came to a conclusion: that nothing had changed. He was who he had always been, a stereotypical asian college student. Like all asians he was tall, almost 6’4, incredibly beefy and had a cock that woman and gays just went crazy for. It wasn’t all great being a stereotypical asian stud though. Just like the stereotype he fucking sucked at math, or anything school related. Not that anyone cared when he and his bros went cruising in his sports car, showing off their muscles and picking up some chicks. Who needs brains when you have the ultimate awesome asian brawn? Pete gave an entitled, cocky grin to himself as he strutted out of his latest hookup apartment, a black twink named Trent. Black guys always made for the hottest twinks, at least according to the stereotypes. Peter made his way to the college gym where his 3 best friends and fellow asian meatheads were waiting for him. Pete probably would have been a little embarrassed about how much he and his friends fulfilled the asian jock stereotype… if he knew what the word stereotype meant.

High in the sky, invisible in the daylight, a supernova blazed, another wish having been granted.

Cassian looked over a shoulder, to where Nesta had been asleep for the past few hours, curled into a tight ball against the wall of rock. I think we’ll stay out here for a few days. We’re going to hike.

Nesta has never been on a hike in her life. I guarantee she will hate it.

Then tell Rhys this is her punishment.

ACOSF, page 488

My hands slackened at my sides. “You went after me,” I said. “You went after me-to Prythian.”

“I got to the wall. I couldn’t find a way through though.”

I raised a shaking hand to my throat. “You trekked two days there and two days back—through the winter woods?”

ACOTAR, page 264

What is... retcon?

Retcon stands for retroactive continuity and refers to a literary device in which facts about a fictional work get retroactively altered. Reasons for this could be that the original source material would hinder a sequel, it could be a reaction to negative fan responses, to fix continuity errors, or to follow current zeitgeist and reflect modern morals.

Retcons are most popular in long-running franchises. Especially in stories that were written over decades where the society the reader is in has changed over the years or in stories that are written by different individuals, like comic books.

Creators could change smaller parts of their work or simply ignore a film or book that came out, when it doesn't fit in with the rest of the series that follows.

Retcons also include the resurrection of previously dead characters, if those where not planned from the beginning. A famous example for this is Sherlock Holmes coming back from the dead due to pressure from the readers, even though Arthur Conan Doyle had killed him off years before.

“You—you altered their memories?” I took a step back. Faerie arrogance, such faerie arrogance to change our minds, to implant thoughts as if it wasn’t a violation-

Miss girl says this and then goes and marries a literal mind-reader who fucks with minds like toys and she starts doing it herself😭

I'm sorry but what? The reason Sicarius got overlooked for Captain of the 8th was that he got promoted to 5th instead. That is literally the plot to Blades of Damocles.

The person who wrote this entire article has zero clue about Ultramarine lore or what makes them cool. The cool thing about Ultras is the fact that they are actual space Romans, politicians first, warriors second.

Why destroy 20+ years of interconnected plots and intrigue for this? (am I surprised? Not really, not after them just killing off almost all of the captains off screan without an explanation or fanfare. But Im still allowed to be upset)

Also this is so fucking stupid. Sicarius had been captain for less then 3 years when the first Tyrannic war happened. Why would he feel overlooked? He is very happy to be with the 5th. Perhaps Ideaus or Ardias would have felt overlooked, but this new guy? No 😂

And the complete assassination of Marneus Calgar here is shocking. I know at least two short stories where he outright executes Inquisitors that as much as slanders Ultramar.

If you wanted to add Titus to the lore in a fateful way, either put him before Agemman, but if that fucks too much with the timeline, put Titus before/after Captain Pythea.

We know Sicarius took a sabbatical from his captaincy during/right before Uriel Ventris exile. We have never gotten an explanation why, would this not have been an excellent spot to place him?

This retcon is just plain lazy. I thought the Pythea retcon was stupid, but at least that one was plausable, this is just stupid.

homunculus facts¡

you can make homunculi semi vegan by substituting pumpkin puree for eggs in the potion brewing steps• you will still need to make sacrifices' however•

homunculi made with the above substitution will be more orange and will become manic in late october•

master has decided to retcon some elements of my backstory that had only been referenced in the downloadable content extras• we hope the fans won,t mind•

i found a huge pile of yarn in the dumpster and as such i have created several tea cozies• they only smell vaguely of meat•

never ever incorporate the potion into ointments or balms• it reacts poorly with lanolin•

star trek has still never depicted a homunculus crewmember' despite being on the bleeding edge of representation in other cases•

i decided to wear a little hat yesterday• it was itchy•

Judy escaped and ultimately became her father’s sidekick, the Boom.

(Justice Society of America #6)

Fiverr Warlock: Holiday Magic

Christmas can be a tricky for us magic users. A lot of clients come to us, hoping for budget miracles or last minute holiday magic, so it's easy to start feeling like people just take you for granted. Plus, warlocks are notoriously difficult to shop for. Most of the things we really want for Christmas, we can just conjure something up ourselves. I was started to get really, really burnt out on the holidays until I figured out a trick to raise my spirits-- as a bonus, it's even easy to do. I just pick a random deserving person and give them some charity magic.

Take a look at Jake, here. He's one of the lowest clerks on the totem pole, but he's also the only tailor I know who sees me as a person and not a commission payout. When he told me last week that he was on his second low sales write-up and about to get fired, I decided to make him one of this season's recipients. I know he's a great guy, but I can't blame a random person off the street rejecting a tailor who can't even wear a properly fitting suit. Improving his appearance will go a long way, I think. The problem is Jake would never accept my direct help for free, so I'll have to be subtle about it.

The first step was getting rid of his facial hair. Some guys look good with scruff, but Jake's body isn't growing hair thick enough for a good beard. I'll start there, and work my way up. As far as Jake knows, I was there to buy some dress shoes. I was actually there to cast a delayed change spell on him that would remove all of that unwanted hair overnight. While I was there, I added some skin moisteners and a long-lasting fatigue remover. Finally, I added a mental shroud so that he wouldn't notice the changes to himself.

When I went back to check on my work, I was pleased to see that Jake already showed a noticeable improvement. He was clearly doing a lot better, even if he didn't know why. Could I have left it there? Sure. But I don't half-ass my charity cases.

He greeted me when I walked in, but today I deflected his attentions. "I'm just browsing today. I meant to ask you, though, have you ever considered OnlyFans?" My words hid the casting of a compulsion spell.

He blushed, and slipped his hands in his pockets. "Oh, I don't think I quite have the body for that... but thank you, sir. Let me know if you need anything."

To his credit, Jake's former body was pretty unremarkable. I say former because I cast another delayed transformation on him. This time I gave him 20% more muscle mass, a deeper voice, and increased his self-confidence. I also took a few more years off, for good measure.

The next day, I was able to find his OnlyFans account under his name. It was tempting to increase his muscle mass further, but doing so would risk breaking the mental shroud I cast over him. Besides, massive muscles and a bronze tan often went hand in hand, and I would hate to ruin his beautifully pale skin.

No, better to leave well enough alone. Otherwise I'd be casting minor spells on him for weeks. Jake was no longer struggling through life due to his disheveled appearance, and that's what mattered. Another Christmas Miracle, crafted by yours truly.

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thinking just a little bit about egbert in the game over timeline and choices. about them being left alive with terezi and roxy. with the girl theyve had a complicated history with including a shared sort of ex, who forced them to face the reality of the situation and demanded that they take action to fix it, who completely drove the efforts to bring their friends back to life. with this new girl, who just wanted to sit and wait to die in their doomed timeline, who is the alternate self of egbert's dad's lover, who represents the life egbert always thought they would have as a kid, who doesnt force them to examine anything. how the retcon was impossible without terezi but that version of her didnt survive to see it, and egbert made no effort to change that. how egbert brought roxy with them to the world they made with terezi instead. how the conversation egbert has w karkat about their caliginous feelings for terezi was SUCH an absurdity for them, there's nooo wayyyy they could ever feel anything like that for terezi; they like roxy, obviously. safe roxy. normal roxy. roxy with no expectations. nice roxy. bc if theres one thing egbert knows about terezi, its that she doesnt let you lie to her. she always finds out the truth. and in this imagined world, this fake happy ending that egbert and the real terezi poured their blood into making, so that egbert could have their normal life, so that the game would finally be OVER..... terezi still isnt happy. and on some level, that bothers egbert.

oh my god go get your arms