Hi everyone!!!
This is just something small, but I am REALLY paranoid about this and I just realized that what I feared was the case IS ACTUALLY TRUE😅😫
THIS IS A SIDEBLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am NOT good with technology and the last time I used tumblr before this April was 2017 (it changed a lot😳). I genuinely thought I was making a NEW blog, but unfortunately all likes and follows come from my old blog @oerflink 😭😭😭😭😭 that blog is only for like reblogging fashion history plus whatever I want…tbh if I could find a way to switch main/sideblog I would!! Myokk is just to post my little sketches and yap about Eloise and Hogwarts legacy💓💓
But the part that genuinely makes me sad is that all of you show up as MUTUALS on my side of things and I JUST realized that it only shows up like that for me😭😭😭 I’m pretty shy so at first I only started commenting once we’re mutuals…but now I realize that was one sided bahahahahahahahahahahahahahah. I try to comment a lot bc a) I LOVE talking to all of you about your characters etc & b) so you would know. But I genuinely thought it showed up as we are mutuals bc that’s how it is for me🥹💓🙏
Anyways hope you all have a good day😙😙😙😙😙😙😙
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[ID: Two panels from Dungeon Meshi. The first scows Senshi clutching his face as tears start to spill out of his eyes, saying, "I've always... always wanted to have this soup one more time." He's not wearing his helmet in this panel, so his face is unusually visible, detailed and vulnerable. The second panel shows himself as a youngster, surrounded by his old mining team, all smiling at each other, one of them rubbing Senshi's head. Modern-day Senshi continues, "Thank you. All of you. Thank you." End ID.]
Holy shit. I anticipated some tragic backstory from the "I must feed the young ones" panels, but what I'd guessed was that Senshi might have become so devoted to cooking and eating literally whatever because he'd previously survived a famine and had seen children starve to death. I did not expect him to have been the child who was the sole survivor of a doomed travel party, one of whom was determined to feed Senshi first because he was the youngest, and that Senshi has lived with the fear of having inadvertently committed cannibalism by eating stew that he'd never quite known the contents of. I'm happy for him that Laios deduced and confirmed for him that it was griffin meat, that he was able to taste the meal that saved his life once more and remember the friends he lost. Seriously, I'm crying, and also earnestly relieved that while his backstory is pretty dark, it's not the type of fucked up I'd been preparing myself mentally for.
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hello :) could you maybe explain a little bit how dan wootton blackmailed louis?
ugh sorry for taking a while to get to this. The problem is I feel like the only two ways to answer this are by spending a week and a half of full time labor sifting through old posts and evidence to get every detail right and lay out an airtight case, or to halfass something very serious, and so I felt a little stuck. So since I can't seem to find a good halfway point, apologies but here is the half assed version, if you want to get into it more I invite you to do your own deep dive or talk to other people, but here's how I remember things.
Louis has almost never on video explicitly said things about Larry not being real and/or anything negative about fans and their theories (mostly the opposite), up until the last couple years when he obviously decided to make a major change he didn't talk about Freddie much at all let alone saying he was his kid, honestly not that much about Eleanor even; except for in two major interviews with Dan Wootton, each of which lined up with a serious traumatic Tomlinson family event that they managed to keep out of the tabloids until the very end (Jay's illness and Fizzy's struggles with substance abuse). After the fact of those events a lot of small things that didn't make sense at the time came together to look very much like Louis traded those interviews (and those answers) for having his family's private matters kept private. Story trading of this kind is a publicly known real thing that happens, and there were various clues that suggested he was being leaned on about those stories to lend legitimacy to the idea that it was something that happened in these cases. Given what we know about Dan Wootton and how he operates even before the recent flood of information and even more now, I think it's more than likely that he has been holding the threat of outing Louis (as he has done to many other public figures) over his head for over a decade, and has used his family's tragic struggles to get Louis to dance like a fucking puppet for him and I will REJOICE at his downfall when it comes whether it is now or 20 years from now... because someday it will, he has made too many enemies to stay above it forever
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have yall ever noticed in osamu dazai's entrance exam that ranpo cuts to the heart of dazai within moments of meeting him, weighs him against the feather in his gaze, decides it neither too heavy nor light, and then says, simply, unfeignedly, deliberately, "Oh, that's nice. Anyway, welcome to the Agency."
and dazai, despite smoothing himself shapeless under ranpo's scrutiny, is rattled, slipping aside his noh mask to self-soothe by asking kunikida about ranpo's skill. because the radio static crackling along his spine can't be the sensation that he's been caught, or ranpo would have renounced or redressed or recoiled from the snake in his home— so it must be no longer human, buzzing and frustrating such and such skill ranpo set on him, and this placidity is a facade to save face. ranpo couldn't have seen what dazai didn't deign to show him, however much the thought briefly excites dazai.
except then kunikida explains that ranpo's skill is to deduce the truth of a case just by looking at it, and dazai is momentarily stunned, the static roaring in his drums as muscle memory swallows piqued yearning and spits bitter incredulity. even if there were a skill that could crack him apart to out the pluck meat that might reassure him he's made of flesh beneath the chitin, there is no exception to his nullification.
even as the blackened grief encroaches like ennui around dazai's edges, ranpo is calling them, promising them the answer they asked for, and no more than that much. he asks dazai for his glasses (the glasses precious to him, typically on his person, but in that moment, somewhere else), and dazai is coaxed by his curiosity and ranpo's beckon.
and because dazai is still a pitiable creature prone to wanting, he leans towards the taunting lure and takes it between his fingers while holding his breath to brace against the certain-to-be-crushing disappointment.
and instead, substantiation brokering little argument. ranpo can deduce the truth by looking at it. and as dazai's own discernment reverse engineers ranpo's conclusion, he finds no fault in it.
dazai's rhapsody enlivens him in the car with Kunikida, the well of him overflowing with the salvific implications that moments prior he was pinned, writhing in place, by someone sincerely seeing him, who was satiated by enough substance to then look away, who wasn't the least surprised to see wriggling, living flesh in the shape of him.
dazai's so beside himself that when kunikida remarks that he's never seen dazai marvel over someone else's skills like that before, dazai scarcely lies to him when he says lots of things take him by surprise, like when he tried to pick up a clam with his chopsticks, and it was still alive, startling him.
kunikida, who also notices more than he's given any credit for, dismisses dazai's third perspective, depersonalized, debumanized, and disassociated clam metaphor, and says: "You seemed taken aback that someone had the ability to see and know all."
to which dazai responds with the same seamless and subtly mean spirited deflection he tends towards whenever he's suddenly feeling vulnerable.
but yes, he is taken aback. it's worldview shattering, not unlike when chuuya incited him, or oda shrugged at him, or when kunikida would, later, see a lock without any key (a climax without any hope) and create one himself.
ranpo saw him, saw who he'd been, and said, with prejudice: "Anyway, welcome to the Agency."
because I didn't until a couple of weeks ago, but I haven't stopped thinking about it.
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FFXIVWrite2024 Prompt 3 - Tempest
characters: Corisande Ymir, Hermes
rating: G | word count: 372 words
notes: 6.0 spoilers through Ktisis Hyperboreia and all the cutscenes immediately after
At the highest point of Ktisis Hyperboreia, Hermes falls to his knees. He is a person again, the transformation undone and the conjured winds dissipating in his defeat. He kneels in the middle of the platform, hunched and winded, and despite the performance he just displayed, he seems more fragile to Corisande than before.
Before anyone can stop them—and Corisande knows they will try—they step forward. Their borrowed shoes make little sound against the metal floor as they approach, their robe whispers around their legs. The others murmur behind them, one’s protests louder than the others, but Corisande presses forward.
She stops beside him, and sets her gun on the floor as she kneels. His gaze stays on the ground, but the pain etched in the turn of his mouth is obvious. She can only guess at the depth of it, measured against the memory of her own pain—the nearly forgotten hurt of always feeling on the outside, the grief caused by no one attempting to understand, the strain of not belonging where she was but having nowhere else to go.
Corisande rests their hand on his forearm, and he finally looks up. They meet his wild, teary gaze, and will him to remember. The flower changes for me, too.
He blinks, and the storm in his eyes clears. For a moment, Corisande can see the same wide-eyed understanding they shared on the grounds below, the flower held gently between their hands.
It only lasts a heartbeat, the space of a breath, the single rise and fall of a pair of wings, before a voice cuts in. “It’s over, Hermes.”
The moment shatters, and the loss is a jagged pain in her chest. They both stand, and Hermes’ eyes dart away to watch Hades approach, something akin to resignation in his gaze.
Corisande falls back to the space between Hythlodaeus and Venat. She’s not quite sure what comes next, but whatever it is, she knows she can’t stop it. There’s no saving him, or any of them, from what has already happened.
But even when he turns against them again, when he traps them in chains, when the winds rage once more—she cannot shake the feeling she let him and Meteion down.
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Oh wait no
I have a feel that Thiollier falls for that one Japanese character trope of a guy being born so soft and frail that his parent(s) and/or community think it is a shame to even perceive him as a man and thus either he is raised as a girl, or self-inflicts that femininity onto himself in shame (Iirc Dangan Ronpa had an example of latter? @sweet-sirin can you confirm or deny?)
And usually this type of character later struggles to recover his masculinity and generally sense of self as a man once he got away from "influence"! Not to say that a guy can't confidently rock feminine aesthetic and kick ass, but not with this man's absent self-esteem. He speaks meek and apologizes for being so weak and pathetic! Basically Thiollier is anime
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