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plaidwearinghunters · 4 months
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minticecodes · 1 year
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MMZ roleswap au where Copy X tries to defeat Ciel and Omega.
Lore stuff under the cut:
Ciel:
Ciel's the latest in a line of Neo Arcadia's rulers raised and genetically altered with a biocode to control Omega, and thus all reploids.
Instead of doing that Ciel uses her links to reploids as a bunch of cameras and weapons to control the human and reploid populations.
She met Alouette before her brain got stitched to Omega's and was the only person to care for her wellbeing.
It /seems/ like she's using Omega as a tool but she still cares for his safety and gets scared when he's damaged. She sees him as her only reliable partner in this mess. Without him, she's alone.
If this were an actual production you wouldn't hear her voice until the very end. She talks through having nearby reploids talk in legion-speak.
Copy X:
As the only immune reploid, X has a difficult job ahead.
He wakes up with a massive memory gap, red eyes, a higher pitched voicebox, and a cryptic cyber elf insisting he get up and fight.
Cyber Elf X takes a more active role since he can grant mass resistance to allies.
Unlike with Zero, Cyber Elf X has much less patience or fondness guiding Copy X, since all he can see is his own mistakes and past self.
Towards the end it's revealed he's a copy of X created by Ciel before she linked with Omega, in an attempt to have some way to oppose the two and any future for Neo Arcadia's government.
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officialfrankfurt · 1 year
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Extreme hot take: es is genauso cringe eurovision für dumm zu halten und augen zu rollen wenn jemand damit spaß hat, wie wenn man das selbe mit fasching macht
Idk diggi du bist nicht cool weil du keinen spaß mit was hast, jetz lass die leute in ruhe die ne gute zeit haben
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chicago-geniza · 1 year
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Reading about Simone Weil's life and I must admit, "volunteering for the Spanish Civil War but refusing to use weapons on pacifist principle then getting shipped home to France because she was inevitably injured" is a die-hard, death-wish commitment to the bit. Say what you will about her philosophy, Weil absolutely had the temperament of an adult Catholic convert who found spiritual succor in starvation. She would do numbers on burning heart emoji Twitter
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daughterofhecata · 1 year
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Weil ich gerade eine alte Fanfiktion mal wieder gelesen habe, die so ziemlich alles für mich ist: Wäre es langweilig, dasselbe Konzept einer Fic (fünf Kapitel, jeweils eins pro Sinn - sehen, hören, riechen, schmecken, fühlen) für mehrere Ships zu benutzen oder ist der Unterschied in den Ships genug um es trotzdem interessant zu machen? 🤔
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inflamearc · 4 months
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☕ cozy things tag game
comfort food(s): soup beans/cornbread
comfort drink(s): i mostly just drink water and diet coke, so i'm gonna be real with you and say if it's a 'comfort drink' that just means it's alcoholic
comfort movie(s): 1. superman (1978) 2. fire walk with me
comfort show(s): lost and buffy are the biggest ones. there are some that are nicer, but none that are more special to me
comfort clothing: i have several onesies i wear around the house. my only regret is that none of them have feet :-(
comfort song(s): i DON'T live like that, but i have a country playlist i like to play in the car. because i like to ✨ sing ✨
comfort book(s): the earthsea cycle, the discworld death books, bastard out of carolina, the pet books by akwaeke emeze, the gilead books by marilynne robinson ...
comfort game(s): i basically literally only play the sims and stardew valley. spiritfarer was good, too; i'd like to get back to that
tagged by: @soulmissed 💜 tagging: you if you want!
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herzlak · 2 years
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manchmal würd ich gern einfach winterschlaf bis zum nächsten dortmunder tatort halten wie die saarbrücken fans früher, bevor sie irgendwie ein pokemon-like update bekommen haben, in einem spatenzug tumblr und ao3 eingenommen haben und durch die macht von hörnchen unbesiegbar geworden sind
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mordsfesch · 2 years
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Ivo "I'm obsessed with my boyfriend Franz" Batic
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Part One (?)
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schnaf · 8 months
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natalieironside · 11 months
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One morning, Mike woke up to discover that things had suddenly gone a bit German. He took a look around his Schlafzimmer and everything seemed to be the same, but he could feel that everything was just slightly . . . off. He took a shower, got dressed, machte Frühstück, and began his morning commute. The train was exactly five minutes late, which war seltsam, weil there hadn't been a train or a Bahnhof there yesterday. With a shrug, he bought a ticket and a bottle of water and headed towards the train that seemed to lead to his office. Die Flasche Wasser koste fünf Euro, which struck Mike as außergewöhnlich weil er in Florida liebte.
,,Was zum Fuck ist los?" sagte Mike. ,,Ich war gestern in Gottverdamm't Florida!"
Aber er versteht es nicht.
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teejaystumbles · 7 days
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I don't think I'll work any more on this so I thought I'd share
lyrcis choice is hard for this one - it was drawn for Subway to Sally:
Flackernd steigen Feuersäulen Blutig rot hinauf ins All Und wie Glas zerspringt der Himmel Sterne fallen überall
Der Mond ist rot vom Sternenblut Und auch in mir ist Fieberglut Es glüht das ganze Firmament Das kommt weil meine Seele brennt
but "Every night I burn, every night the dream's the same" also fits very well - The Cure's "Burn" is the other song I always have in my head when I look at it now
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Over-analyzing Shauna's teenage room
Set design has a ton of purpose on yj so let's go! A messy bedroom for a very messy girl!
So first and foremost, of course, the jackieshauna of it all.
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• The wallpaper: it's full of poppies, Jackie's favorite flowers. Jackie was the wallpaper of Shauna's entire life, surrounding her. Despite being a very obnoxious wallpaper, which might be to the taste of a child but not of most teenagers, Shauna hadn't redecorated. Shauna seemed to be allowed to do whatever she wanted with her space, so it's interesting that she kept this wallpaper. But also, poppies might have become Jackie's favorite flowers just because they were in Shauna's room. So who started the poppies thing? Where do Jackie and Shauna end and begin...
• Diverse posters taking up a lot of space: Shauna's trying to cover this wallpaper, aka to build her own identity, to express herself. And if Jackie didn't start the whole poppies thing, then it's just Shauna baring her soul to the world. It contrasts with the mostly neutral decorations in Shauna's future house: though many items have hidden meaning, it's all very symbolic and rather discrete.
• The pictures of Jackie / herself with Jackie: it's neat that the large majority of these pictures are on her mirror. These are what Shauna saw each morning: she saw not only herself, but also Jackie, and herself next to Jackie. (And I mean, the shots of Shauna's mirror only showed Jackie's reflection... The identity issues...)
Overall, Shauna seemed to enjoy/need visual reminders of who and what she loves. She put up several pictures of herself, too. A lot changed later on.
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• The conjoined marmots (?) facing away from each other: codependency, toxicity, jackieshauna
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• Dancers at the Barre by Degas: there's a similar poster in Jackie's bedroom, which I didn't manage to identify!
At first, it's a bit disturbing that Shauna's poster featured two dancers (despite how lonely she felt), while Jackie's only portrayed one (despite perceiving "herself and Shauna" as an inseperable item). It feels as though it should be the other way around. But these aren't something you'd put up as teenagers! They were bought as children, with/by their parents. So, to me, these don't inform us about Jackie and Shauna's relationship, but about the environment they grew up in, and the people they were encouraged to be.
Child Shauna could clearly express herself, her interests, her friendships. Her family couldn't buy an expensive frame, or/and considered that nothing about her had to be set in stone. Meanwhile, child Jackie was meant to be a lonely, pretty performer enclosed in glass. Everything in her room was in order, expensive and perfect. So false and lonely.
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• Which leads to Shauna's blurry, blink-and-you'll-miss-it "performance between two dancers" poster: no words, especially if you consider the posters above?? Both dancers are clearly wearing the same blue tutus, they're most probably female dancers, but it's unclear whether they're embracing, kissing, or just dancing together. Very blatant homoeroticism, but so easy to miss, only seen behind Jackie. I haven't managed to find the original art, please please please hit me up if you did!!
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• Which now brings me to the large amount of rainbow stuff: homosexuality.
However, displaying such obviously gay items (including the poster just above) isn't something a closeted teen would do. It reinforces my belief that Shauna truly thought she was straight. Still, these were meant to make us wonder about Shauna's sexuality: the scarf is hard to miss, even for a casual viewer. Maybe it was a misdirect, maybe it wasn't.
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• Le Frou-Frou by Lucien-Henri Weil: only quickly seen behind jackie (!!), it's the cover of french naughty humor magazine, considered to be one of the most seductive posters ever. Why put up a poster of a mysterious seductress? Because it's edgy? Because you want to be her? Because it attracted the eye For Some Mysterious Reason? A mix of it all?
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• The last jackieshauna straw: this bedroom looks almost exactly like the cabin's attic, which will become Shauna's new wilderness bedroom. By itself, it's interesting, the attic felt like home.
But also... Do you know who'll lose her virginity in the cabin's attic, on Shauna's bedroll? And do you see this shot? Insane.
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Then, Shauna sure was an angsty teen with a rather rich inner life she liked to display:
• Shauna draws (part 1), The Eyes: this drawing (which is most probably hers, our creative queen) really adds a lot to her pre-crash self!
It focuses on perception. Eyes turning into teeth is crazy, Shauna already linked looking/being looked with consumption, which can have many interpretations (her codependency with Jackie, her destructive relationship with Jeff, how she perceived relationships in general...). Of coure it foreshadows cannibalism, and perhaps how she'll be observed and analyzed by the world after the rescue, "a celebrity" who never asked for it. And the whole painting might also be foreshadowing future psychosis, misshapen people watching Shauna, even in her own bedroom.
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• Shauna draws (part 2), The Anatomical (?) drawing: It very much reminds me a vague drawing you'd find in anatomy books, representing a digestive system? There's the lower vena cava, the stomach on its right, maybe the gastro-omental artery underneath the stomach, and the spleen on its right (which shape ressembles more of a heart, though). It's very inaccurate, especially if she drew a heart, but that's not the point. Hunger and consumption and maybe love! The butcher and human anatomy!
(Or maybe it's not meant to represent much, but I'm having such a hard time believing that, considering how consistent/purposeful Shauna's entire bedroom seems.)
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• Religious items/imagery: a prayer for the Virgin Mary (if I speak...), a priest, an angel helping out the desperate, a temple, and the representation of some form of meditation. Finding comfort, peace or/and meaning through religion/spirituality already appealed to our future cult member. These make Shauna's back-and-forth relationship with spirituality even more interesting.
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• The pic of the Santa Monica pier + the "Azia, Live in London" poster : the poster isn't from anything, it's a prop poster. It's all about her ambition to leave, to travel abroad (and about Shauna being so fucking cool with her cool posters of cool, obscure bands).
Also, the poster includes religious imagery, a cross!
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• Reality Bites (1993) movie poster: a documentary following, among other storylines, the life of a disenchanted woman stuck in a shitty job despite graduating at the top of her class. She's also trapped... in a love triangle... do I need to elaborate....
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• "Between Us... The Bleds" poster: prop poster. Between them, there's blood. Skull, woman laughing. Okay Shauna :D Aside from the angsty vibe this prop gives Shauna, it's clearly the show kinda fucking with us. Between Shauna and the world, there's the taste and feeling of blood, which lingers for the rest of her life.
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• Many books, CDs, and band posters: overall, it's a mix of popular (like the huge Nirvana poster) and obscure references (prop posters serve as "obscure references"). It gives her this deep, angsty and mysterious vibe while still being "like any teenage girl".
• FUCK YOU : FUCK YOU.
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Finally, a few other interesting details:
• The bunny: Either Shauna liked rabbits, either it's just there, some decoration you get as a child and then simply stays there until you move out. Of course it foreshadows all the symbolism regarding rabbits. The possibility that Shauna might have liked rabbits before the crash wrecks my brain though.
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• Dazed and Confused (1993) movie poster: it's about the unforgottable last days at school, which the characters struggle to remember... Yeah, you could say that!
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• She's a soccer champion: for someone who claimed not to enjoy soccer, she sure displayed a lot of items related to it! Or maybe she wasn't lying, and I'm not sure which option is worse.
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=> TL;DR: just through set design, we can see that Shauna was a rather artistic soccer champion, allowed to express herself and having much to say. That she might have been in love with her codependent bestie, might have been struggling with interpersonal relationships, and was already prone to identity crises, sometimes turning to faith. Among other things. Everyone say thank you to the Yellowjackets set designers!
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givemearmstopraywith · 2 months
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i dont think i can be a catholic at least not at this part of my life (simone weil moment) but every year when i see / think abt people confirmed at easter vigil my entire body is wrecked with fomo and longing. is this god calling me to the church or what.
i have the exact same issue! i had a long talk with my mum about it on holy saturday- we watched the vatican solemn mass and saw eight adult catechists be baptized, and i did read to her something simone weil wrote that i return to often:
I owe you the truth, at the risk of shocking you, and it gives me the greatest pain to shock you. I love God, Christ, and the Catholic faith as much as it is possible for so miserably inadequate a creature to love them. I love the saints through their writings and what is told of their lives-apart from some whom it is impossible for me to love fully or to consider as saints. I love the six or seven Catholics of genuine spirituality whom chance has led me to meet in the course of my life. I love the Catholic liturgy, hymns, architecture, rites, and ceremonies. But I have not the slightest love for the Church in the strict sense of the word, apart from its relation to all these things that I do love. I am capable of sympathizing with those who have this love, but I do not feel it. I am well aware that all the saints felt it. But then they were nearly all born and brought up in the Church. Anyhow, one cannot make oneself love. All that I can say is that if such a love constitutes a condition of spiritual progress, which I am unaware of, or if it is part of my vocation, I desire that it may one day be granted to me.
it may be that you and i suffer from the same peculiarity, a love of God and not necessarily of the church. the church is a community of people who love God: you can love God without a church, and that does not invalidate your personal relationship with him at all, many people do benefit from a sense of fellowship and community. what do you find yourself yearning for when you see baptism and confirmation? for God, or for God in others? for God, or for the community of believers?
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chicago-geniza · 1 year
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[Unhinging my jaw, unleashing a banshee screech from my gaping maw] She's just like me for real 😭
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Ich will den Post hier jetzt nicht durch meine Ergänzung komplett derailen, aber
Ich weiß noch dass ich den vor ein paar Jahren schon mal hier gereblogged hatte, und dann zuerst in den Tags "same" geschrieben hatte, weil ich das Wortspiel komplett übersehen hatte. Dann hatte mir jemand anonym ne Nachricht geschickt von wegen "Warum hast du da "same" in die Tags gepackt, wenn du nicht lesbisch bist" (kann den Post leider nicht mehr wiederfinden), und ich hatte das Wortspiel immer noch übersehen. Gemerkt hatte ich es dann erst ne Weile später, woraufhin ich den Tag gelöscht hab.
Und jetzt zu der Punchline die sich vielleicht ein paar schon denken können, denn in den letzten paar Monaten hab ich schon eine kleine Krise im Bezug auf meine Selbstwahrnehmung / Identität, und im Moment fühlt es sich bei mir schon ein wenig so an :)
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luveline · 2 years
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baby blurb: (if you are still doing them!) swimming with Steve and he is just an absolute dork goggles and all (but reader is just the same and goes right with it?)
tw for general gross lol
Steve surfaces with his hair plastered to his face and his silly blue goggles still tight over his eyes. You'd never guess he'd been on the swim team.
"Steve, you know how this is like, Lovers Lake, yeah?" 
He nods. 
"Do you think that it's… full of condoms?" 
Steve's face goes pale. 
You laugh as you talk, his expression giving you the giggles, "People definitely throw them in here." 
Your humour turns to horror as Steve lets a stream of lake water dribble out of his mouth. 
You kick yourself away from him. 
"Don't look at me like that," Steve says. 
"That's disgusting," you mumble to yourself, trying to back stroke away from your boyfriend. 
"Babe! I didn't think about the condoms." 
"Why do you have lake water in your mouth? Don't you know about water parasites? Weil's disease?" 
"I was gonna spit it at you." 
"That doesn't make it better," you say, shaking your head solemnly. 
"It's hard to take you seriously in your goggles," he says. 
You pull them off of your face and suddenly he's not pink anymore. "How about now?" 
"You've got the lines. Come here," he says. 
You let him gather you up in wet arms, water splashing around your floating bodies. He wipes uselessly at the goggle lines embedded in your skin, hand cold but kind on your face. 
"You're probably gonna die," you tell him conversationally. 
He splashes water at you and you squeal.
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