#I'm back on my bullshit!

[ohanny]

picture this. the confrontation with tony goes different. kenta gives over all the evidence and then goes to confront tony before the auction happens. he has a little menty b and tony goes off. like whips out his belt and hits kenta across the face with it off. they fight and kenta stabs him in the back but tony jabs a pair of bonsai cutting scissors into kentas neck and runs away makes a strategic retreat.

at the auction it is actually way who kills tony. tony gets off a shot in the shoulder that is actually NON LETHAL and then way either has a gun he took from a guard or steals one or whatever and nails daddy dearest straight in the head. babe is all !!!!!!!!!! and pete is all !!!!!!!!!!! (but hornier) and then they all see the stab wound on tony's flopped over corpse.

"wait... where's kenta?" jeff asks but babe's a bit hysterical, all "who the hell cares where he is?!!" to which alan's like "well he did give us all the evidence so…" and since pete is being all fussy over way and jeff is hovering over charlie hovering over babe, he volunteers to go look for kenta. kim also steps up, telling alan he knows where tony’s office is and the duo heads there.

and all they find is blood.

it’s pooling on the floor and splattered over the walls and in the middle of the mess lies kenta, crumpled up in a heap and fucking hell. he's dead, right? no one who looks like that is not dead but when kim crouches down and carefully looks for a pulse, he finds one and holy fucking shit, someone go get the medics.

the paramedics arrive quickly and are also very much team “he should be dead” and state considering the blood loss, they don't think he's going to make it to the hospital. kim points out he's an universal donor but when the medics ask for his subgender and if he's on any sort of medication that would prevent him from donating blood, kim turns shifty. alan serves his major suspicious side eye but well, fuck it. “i’m also o-neg and i’m screened, i donate regularly” he says.

so alan gets to hitch a ride in the ambulance as a living blood bag as the paramedics struggle to keep kenta’s blood pressure up and kim gets to drive fast and furious behind them with jeff, babe and charlie in one big bundle in the backseat. (way is being driven in another ambulance and, after reluctantly staying behind to make arrangements concerning the children, pete will join them later.)

kenta survives, barely, but ends up even more seriously scarred than he already was, including a very prominent mark bisecting his face. he hates looking at himself in the mirror. he hates how people stare and whisper. as soon as he's out of the hospital, he attic wifes himself in one of pete’s lofts and when he absolutely has to go outside, he hides behind a full face mask.

don’t ask me exactly how kim will get himself involved with kenta in this universe - probably by being nosy as fuck, let's be real - but he does, stubbornly refusing to be pushed away. and kim will (more or less gently) re-socialize kenta and when kenta shies away, tell him that he's still just as beautiful as ever.

and yes this entire thing was inspired by this picture of kento yamazaki from the golden kamuy trailer because:

[weeo]

hannibal 3.13 “the wrath of the lamb” (dir. michael rymer)

[grapejuicegay]

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[bob-artist]

My brain: You have so many tight deadlines. So many things on your weekly schedule. So many important jobs. You have to get important work done!!!

My hands:

[cuntyarmand]

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[nosnexus]

The greatest Wizard of this age!

Return of the book cover fanart!

[backpackingspace]

My actual favorite part of wisdom saga is telemachus trying to lean against Athena (he thought about that for .03 seconds and then was like nah !!! :D she's my friend not the goddess of war!!! Good to see that the audacity is running strong in odysseus's family) and then just passed threw her and fell on the floor. And then Athena did not move at all!!! And just stood there looking at him.

[softcenteregg]

// I'm on the hunt, I'm after you //

[samwwise]

mum said it’s my turn to do the good omens + text posts meme pt. 5 (pt.1 / pt.2 / pt.3 / pt.4)

[vaguely-concerned]

I understand and agree with a lot of the frustrations about the shortcomings of Inquisition as a story. but sometimes when I hear people complain about the chosen one narrative in it I do want to just be like... you know it's a deconstruction of the concept more than anything, right. the inquisitor isn't actually chosen by anything except stumbling into the wrong (right?) room at the right (wrong?) time because they like, heard a noise or whatever. or if you think they are chosen, as many do in-universe, that's something you have to take on faith, the maker-or-whoever moves in mysterious ways indeed-style. the Inquisitor isn't actually a Destined Chosen One, they're a Just Some Guy in a fancy hat, self-delusions of grandeur to taste as you'd prefer.

a running thread that goes through all of the personal quests of the companions is the concept of a comforting lie vs. an uncomfortable truth, upholding old corrupt structures vs. disrupting them, and the role of faith in navigating that. (blackwall the warden vs. thom rainier the liar and murderer. hissrad vs. the iron bull, or is that the other way around? cassandra and the seekers -- do we tell the truth about what we find, even if it means dismantling the old order of the world? and so on.) and your inquisitor IS at the same time a comforting lie (a necessary one, in dark times? the game seems to ask) and an uncomfortable truth (we are the result of random fickle chance, no protective hand is held over the universe, it's on us to make a better world because the maker sure as hell won't lift a divine finger to help anyone, should he against all odds exist). faith wielded for political power... where's the point that it crosses the line into ugliness? is it before it even begins? what's the alternative? will anyone listen to the truth, if you tell it?

interesting how you also get a mix of companion agency in this -- you have characters like dorian who ALWAYS choose one side of the comforting lie vs. uncomfortable truth dichotomy. he will always make up his own mind to go back to tevinter and try to dismantle the corruption of the old system no matter what you say, or how you try to influence him. meanwhile iron bull is on the complete opposite side of the spectrum -- so psychologically trapped and mangled, caught in an impossible spiritual catch-22, that his sense of identity is left entirely to you and your mercy. you cannot change dorian in any way that matters; you can be his friend or not, support him or not, but he is whole no matter what. you are given incredible and potentially destructive-to-him power over bull's soul. it's really cool (and heartbreaking) to think about.

this is a game about how history will eat you even while you're still alive, and shape you into whatever image it pleases to serve it, and for all your incredible power right now you are powerless in the face of the gravitational force of time -- of more than time, of History. you won't recognize yourself in what History will make of you, because you belong to it now. you don't belong to yourself anymore and you never will again. the further you were from what it needs from you to begin with, the more you will find yourself distorted in its funhouse mirror. (why hello there inquisitor ameridan, same hat!)

and to me this is so much the core of what Dragon Age is about right from the Origins days -- how and by whom history gets written, the inherent unreliable narration of it all. I hope you like stories, Inquisitor. You are one now.

I do think it's probably still the weakest of the games narratively, and it's hampered by its structure and bloated systems. but I also find it disingenous to say that there's nothing deeper or actually interesting going on with it, thematically. if you're willing to engage with it there is Some Real Shit going on under the high fantasy-tinted surface.

[ozziyo]

Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged.

[origami-trust]

Nigel Dickerson: The joke of my show has become my reality. Nigel: I'm imprisoned in a house I can't even call my own, forced to live with...that...that Thing. Nigel: For pity's sake, I have to spend my evening by the door waiting for him to return so he doesn't smash through the wall. Nigel: The only remaining scrap of joy in my life is knowing that He's sent out to face down monsters just as bad as he. Mr. Bonzo: *Bonzoing contentedly up to the door.* Mr. Bonzo: ....*expectant* Nigel: ...Welcome home, Mr. Bonzo. Mr. Bonzo: Bonzo BONZO! Nigel: If...if you don't mind telling me....where did they send you? Mr. Bonzo: *dips a finger in Putrid Meat Juice and etches out like a kids' fingerpainting*: STRIP CLUB :) Nigel:

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[sxm058]

Hi it's me again the guy who draws Buttons with Nuka Colas

Unfortunately i have escaped containment again and drew him in awkward situations and positions as it was intended

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[shanalikeanna]

I've been re-reading Solar Lunacy