ARMAGEDDON ‘cause i wanna see, i wanna see truly
━━━ " act one, armageddon supernova cant stop hyperstellar. 원초 그걸 찾아. bring the light of a dying star. 불러낸 내 우주를 봐 봐, supernova AESPA
( yn ) & the ikaris introduction MASTERLIST
• this chap only involves reader & her parents, next chap will have the jujutsu kaisen characters
‘reader speaking telepathically’ , thoughts’ , “talking”
‘when you have supernatural powers, the impossible becomes possible’
“wow, look at this little guy! so cute. im a huge dog lover” but im way more into girls’ the man said, petting a lady’s dog. suddenly escaping out its leash, the dog sprinted towards the road which happened to have a moving truck, “no! pochimi, come back— pochimi!” the owner said with panic
before it could even make contact, the vehicle flew above the dog, onto the space away from it. the dog walking back to its rightful owner like nothing, having the two speechless. “..that was weird. so, you wanna go out sometime?” said the man.
“ew, are you trying to pick me up”
‘my name is ( yn ) ikari, and i have psychic super powers’
‘sixteen years ago, an ordinary couple gave birth to a not so ordinary baby girl’
the scenery changing to when ( yn ) was days after birth, “so cute, almost as cute as mommy” said her father, “so cute, almost as cute as daddy” rhymed her mother. “oh, you” he tapped her head using his index finger. ‘wow, so i guess im still only second place’ baby ( yn ) said
‘i started talking when i was fourteen days old. without using my voice’
“baby ( yn )’s walking, baby ( yn )’s walking” clapped her mother
‘soon afterwards, i started walking when i was one month old. in the air’
“how cool” his father emphasized watching him walk from point a to b above them
‘and at one year old..’
“we’re out? i can’t cook without rice wine” her mother pouted. catching glimpse of ( yn ) teleporting, “( yn )?”, and returning back with numerous rice wine bottles
‘..i ran my first errand’
“oh, ( yn )”
‘my mom finally started to worry about me. now, you’d think after a year of this weirdness, they’d take me to get tested. but my parents are kinda weird themselves’
“im pretty sure she stole the rice wine” her mother held ( yn ) on her lap. her father right by them, “well, i’ll go pay ‘em back tomorrow when there’s time”
‘not to mention lazy’
just for ( yn ) to raise her small hand with the receipt, “our little psychic did pay after all!” her mother embraced
‘they can still act like love birds, and they’ll take everything in stride. including me, and all my weird powers.
so time rolled on.
i became the person you see now, a highschool student. as you saw with the dog and floating car, i still have my superpowers. i can bend spoons like any good psychic. and i can win any corporate giveaway i want. my life is a dream come true!’
‘..that is what you’re thinking, right? well let me drop some truth bombs, bending spoons makes it harder to eat and winning free popsicles just leads to stomachaches.
“she’s the happiest girl alive, that girl can have anything and do anything!” well that’s dead wrong. im the unhappiest girl alive, a girl who has nothing!
telepathy, psychokinesis, x-ray vision, precognition, teleportation, clairvoyance, etc, etc. sure i can do all those things. but having powers like that also means having something taken away’
‘sort of like how because we feed our pets, they’ve lost the ability to hunt. or when a mother spoils their child, he loses the ability to be a functional adult. in this way, there some key experiences ive missed out on. hard work, culminating in the sense of achievement, the thrill of being thrown a surprise party, they’re both totally foreign to me.
sure, i never get angry or sad about anything but that just means there’s no joy or thrill in my life either’
‘maybe i should focus on the bright side though, no drama means things are always peaceful for me and that’s not bad’ ( yn ) thought to herself while walking home. her father surprisingly outside their residence, “( yn )! welcome home, my daughter” he stood up, signaling her a salute. “you’re running kinda late today, huh?” he questioned
‘why’s dad sitting in front of the house?’
he pushed his glasses to the bridge of his nose, “i’ll get right to the point. im locked out of the house, can you open it up for your old pops?”
‘are you kidding? again?’ she passed the gate over to the front door. with one swift hand movement, a click was heard meaning the door had opened. “wow, i love those psychic powers of yours, they’re just so sneaky”
‘don’t call them sneaky’ she opened the door for her father. “( yn ), with those kind of powers think about all the things you can do” he said with a tint of suspicion, hand covering his mouth. ‘keep your dark thoughts to yourself, dad’
from the inside, her mother could be heard, “( yn ), is that you? you’re back?” making her father panic, “ah! we’ll talk more later!” he scurried off inside
‘i guess there is one thing in my life that’s decidingly unpeacful’
“i can’t believe you changed the locks on me again!” her father argued
‘that would be my parents current relationship’
“i hope you’re hungry, ( yn ). im making you breaded pork chops for din-din!” her mother smiled, glancing at her. “now you’re choosing to ignore me?! besides, i told you i wanted to have steak tonight!” her fathers fist going to point at his wife.
“im sorry i forgot, but i can boil you a leather shoe”
“i don’t want a shoe, leather or not!”
‘i wonder where it went wrong for them. they used to be so passionate’ a memory of them staring lovingly at each other with their hands together played in ( yn ) mind, “i love you like a fish loves water” then to their current state, “my hate for you has become as wide and deep as the pacific ocean!”
“i hate you like a fish hates air!”
“you suck!”
‘well, they’re still passionate now but it’s a little different’
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“gord yourselves guys, i made a ton!” her mother grinned from ear to ear across the dinner table. her father then repeatedly banging on it, “hey! hey! hey!” pointing to what she had served him, an actual leather shoe. “is it good, ( yn )? oh honey, would you like something else?” her mothers usual beam still on her face
“no, because i bet it’s just the other shoe” he faced her. another plate with a shoe was plastered on the table, “boneappletea” she said. “that’s not even from the same pair!?” he yelled
‘they been going at each other for a year’
“hey, ( yn ). use your powers to turn this old shoe into a steak for daddy” he shoved his first plate in her vision
‘so in case you forgot, this pathetic dudes my dad, kuniharu ikari. he’s lazy and irresponsible and asks for help with everything in his life but surprise, surprise, the more i help him the more useless he gets, so lately i’ve stopped doing him any favors’
“what?! how dare you take your mothers side in this! do you have any idea how many shoes i have to lick each day to buy the food you’re eating now!?” he frustratedly shouted. ‘so, you do like to eat shoes?’
his father sighed, crossing his arms, “..alright, i’ll eat it— it stinks! what did you do to this shoe! are you trying to poison your father!”
‘im pretty sure that how they always smell, dummy’
“( yn )” a sudden bubbly background came about her mother, “now just remember what i’ve always said, please don’t use your powers for evil” she gave a shut eye smile
‘this is my mom, kurumi ikari’
“you must only use your powers to help those in need. or those people who you’re certain genuinely nice”
‘she’s a big reason why i haven’t let my gifts turn me to the dark side. she’s a caring soul. well.. to me’
“but feel free to use your powers to hurt your daddy!”
‘..she kinda has a dark side herself’
in the corner of their eyes, her father was seen chowing down on his daughters food, “stop eating ( yn )’s dinner, you thieving son of a bitch!” her mother angrily shouted, spooking her father away from the plate. “that’s it! we’re taking this outside!” she roared
‘in truth, i can break up this fight whenever i feel like it but this is something they’re going to have to work out themselves’
something shiny distracted ( yn )’s attention away from her parents, ‘coffee flavored jelly? hm, doesn’t taste bad’ she described whilst her mom spun her dad around behind her. finally snapping and accidentally throwing him straight towards ( yn )
from the impact, her coffee jelly had seconds from landing on the ground. as psychic, her fast reflexes let her catch the jelly straight into her mouth. landing on the floor from the save, she chewed her savory treat, “you wanted to eat jelly that bad?! forget the jelly, we got bigger problems! your mother turned into a monster!” his father feared
“stop running from me, you coward!”
“you have to help me, ( yn ). you’re my only hope to stop her rain of terror!” her father cried. from the anger ( yn )’s mom had, she lifted their dinner table in attempt to throw it, “you’re not leaving til i say so!” she yelled
making ( yn )’s father scream out in fear. before the table could touch him, ( yn ) used telekinesis to hold the table back. “huh..?” her father opened his eyes
‘i’ve got the weirdest parents. i really don’t care about stopping another pointless fight but i can’t help myself’
“so now you’re on your dads side?! but i even made you pork chops!” her mothers mouth gapped open.
‘it’s pointless? just wait’
“i want nothing to do with either of you again” that’s a lie, truth is i love them!’ her mothers thoughts were heard
‘no matter how hard they try, the voices in their hearts always bubble up. in other words, all these fights they have are a sham’
“alright, well i hate you both too so there, yeah i said it” just kidding! you know i love you guys, i wanna snuggle!’ said her father
‘like i said, another pointless fight. there is one person here who has a real reason to be upset, me! those weirdos interrupted my dessert. i guess only a psychic can fix this’
“love you!” her parents said in sync. “wait, did you just say you love me?” is it really possible she loves me back?’ asked her father. “what? no. that’s you who said it” oh no! i thought i just thought that! but did i say it? and what does ‘she loves me back’ mean? he loves me?’ panicked her mother. her father pointed out, “so you did say it. you just admitted of thinking it out loud” is it possible that i love her so much ive started hearing things?’
he loves me ‘so much’?’
huh? she can hear me too?’
“what? yeah” .. he did say it!’
“not out loud..”
“—( yn )!” they both shouted. ‘forced shared telepathy. i used my psychic powers to link their minds at the nerral level. in other words, thanks to me they can now hear each others thoughts’
“turn it off right now! i don’t want your dad finding out that i still love him!”
“her finding out that i still love her is my worst nightmare!” they both waved their hands, flustered
suddenly a twist of emotions happened and they proceeded to apologize, “im so sorry, honey” cried her father. “no, im sorry it was all my fault!” followed her mother. ‘what a pain. normal people are complicated. at least now i can finish my dessert in peace’
“your coffee jelly would’ve trapped us in a cycle of violence, i wouldn’t have done it”
“you did nothing wrong, honey. it was all my fault for getting so angry at you and breaking all the doors and windows in the house”
as ( yn ) was about to dig in her pastry, her mother snatched it away, “let’s set things right! a tooken of our renewed passion” bringing the jelly between them. “wow!” her father took a bite
“is it good?”
“mmhm, it’s a dignifying treat. delicious!”
( yn ) stiffly glared at them, making all the windows shatter for the reason of taking her jelly away
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Pop Culture Witchcraft and the Importance of Being Cringe
Cringe has become a bit a loaded word nowadays, being at first a word to describe feelings of second-hand embarrassment, arguably from failings to impress others or to raise one's social capital. Think for example failed motorsports stunts, falling into pools with a tray full of fruity drinks or even worse; someone trying to impress a crush by molding themselves into someone they only think the other party would like via baseless assumptions. Your body recoils, seeing a dirt biker tumble down the course. Your stomach sinks, watching someone plunge into the shallow end of the water. You squirm watching someone try to convince their crush to go out with the facade they made. That I would describe as "empathetic cringe"; a reaction based on witnessing something you do not wish upon yourself like physical harm or embarrassment.
The modern definition of cringe however, is a different beast entirely.
Using the Urban Dictionary meaning as defined by user Screech McGee, "Before the internet trolls changed the meaning of this word, "cringe" was a verb used to express embarrassment or disgust. Now, this word is mostly used to define something that you dislike or do not understand. Internet trolls use this word as an insult towards people in fandoms, with bad grammar, or both combined. Trolls also use this word to describe memes on some occasions."
Doing a quick search on YouTube or Tiktok for "cringe" gives you an array of oddities to the average eye; people dressed in rainbow-colored wolf fursuits, teens expressing their love and attachment for their favorite anime character, or perhaps someone outwardly displaying behaviors considered aneurotypical. They fall outside societal norms and standards of behavior. They aren't perceived as "normal or acceptable" to the standards set by white-cis-het-able bodied-neurotypical persons and communities.
But in it, the furries, the fandom-lovers, and even the "neurospicys" are harming none. They're doing what they want.
Sounds kinda familiar doesn't it?
Lets loop around to what you're probably reading this rant for; the witchy reasons.
Witchcraft as a practice, is already an outsider to most societies, especially to those predominated shaped by Protestant Christian beliefs. It's already something outside the norms. Even back during the hey-day of reality tv shows like Wife Swap, those who weren't considered Christian or followed more "earth-based" religions and lifestyles were presented as the butt of the joke. And while witchcraft and non-Christian beliefs as a whole have becoming more popular nowadays, it's still considered something outside the norm or in the minority of persons identifying themselves as witches and pagans voluntarily.
So we're already ticking one "cringe" box according to societal norms
Chaos Magic as a whole is based on using belief as a tool or as a fuel source to workings to enact change or bring it about to oneself or to the environment around them as a whole. Hence the whole "nothing is true, everything is permitted" thing in that there's no one strict set of rules to make something work.
Pop Culture Witchcraft and Pop Culture Paganism deriving from chaos magic, while with several theories as to how it works, the crux is in "belief", in energy fueled into something or even someone.
Going off the egregoric model, egregores are formed and fed by the energy (ie: belief) fueled into them. This is where fandom comes into play. Fandom is fueled by passion, by love, by admiration, by forming community around shared likes, interests, or even dislikes. Fandoms are funnels for that collective energy, passion, creativity, etc.
And to some, pouring in so much joy, passion, fervor, and creativity can be seen as something out of their grasp of understanding; something that they're the outsider to and not the main target audience of. It's "not made for them". Therefore it's deemed as "cringe" underneath that definition.
But why deprive oneself of joy just for the approval of others?
Why force oneself to conform to arbitrary rules and norms?
As long as your joys and passions affect only yourself and do not harm others directly, why shield it from view?
To get the most out of a pop culture practice, it's good to have it based on what you're passionate about; what you're well-versed in. What gives you that fuel or belief. What brings you joy and makes you want to pursue things even further.
So be cringe, be passionate, be able to go on a dang unprompted 20minute rant about the lore to your favorite failed RPG series. Be able to show a whole dang portfolio of your self-insert smooching your favorite character on the cheek. Be absolutely, unapologetically passionate about something and see what happens. See what happens when you drop the worries of how others perceive you.
So stay safe, have fun, be cringe, be free, stay spooky.
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Thoughts on Good Omens 2: QPRs, Communication, & Queer Ideology
I’m feeling I need to bring back that post on how people in queerplatonic relationships can kiss each other. They can have romantic and sexual aspects to their relationship as well. The thing that makes it queerplatonic is that those elements aren’t the central focus of their relationship. Unlike how romantic relationships often portray romantic and sexual aspects as this all encompassing want and need and something necessary for the romantic relationship to exist and be sustained.
In Good Omens 2, I never once got the sense that Crowley and Aziraphale’s relationship and bond with each other was being portrayed in that all encompassing necessary way (for romance and sex) like a romantic couple. Instead, the depiction of them felt very much so like a queerplatonic relationship throughout, even including Episode 6, the ending, and the kiss.
The framing of the kiss wasn’t even romantic to me, but more so desperate. A desperate attempt to connect, to keep Aziraphale there with him. A theme of Season 2 is the lack of clear communication. We see this with everything: Nina and Maggie, Heaven and Hell (both with each other and internally), and with Crowley and Aziraphale. Even when you are in a queerplatonic relationship, discussing your feelings, boundaries, and other related things are all important. We see that Crowley and Aziraphale lacked that, like Nina and Maggie point out.
This largely stems from the fact that neither one of them is human. They understand humans more than other demons and angels do, for sure. But they, themselves, still aren’t human. Love, in a general sense, is something that angels and demons seem to just generally not experience or understand. They can learn about it and get a feeling or sense for it (like what we see happen with Gabriel and Beelzebub), but it’s still different from the human experience.
We see Crowley trying to recreate this here at the end of Season 2. A desperate “VAVOOM!” moment, but it didn’t work. Just like it didn’t work with Nina and Maggie either (not in quite the way he had thought it would, anyway). I’m queer and aroace. When I watched this season of Good Omens, I felt that the portrayal of Crowley and Aziraphale’s relationship was even more queer and queerplatonic than in S1.
I didn’t get a sense of romance from their interactions - I got a sense of intimacy, familiarness, and dependability. The kiss at the end didn’t make or break any of that for me. Though, I can understand why other aspec fans may feel differently. Kisses, especially in media and especially ones on the lips, are still so tightly connected to the depiction of purely romantic and/or sexual feelings and attraction. So I can see how it can cause possible discomfort and/or disappointment. But that wasn’t my experience with that moment or with the handling of their relationship in this season.
That’s just my experience though.
I do also think that the theme of lack of communication within their relationship also tied in nicely with the disconnect between their two ways of handling “the system” they are both a part of (Heaven and Hell). Crowley is largely of the queer ideology that in order to fix the system you have to stand outside of it, while Aziraphale is of the assimilative perspective that the system can be fixed within or by working with it and its boundaries, rules, etc. They both had moments where they took part in the others ideology, but they still tend to stick to these frameworks for themselves, even until the end of this season.
I would not be surprised in the least if a future Season 3 were to properly explore those frameworks along with the issue of lack of communication, which would result in Crowley and Aziraphale finally talking properly, figuring out all of these very human based things like feelings, emotions, boundaries, expectations, limits, and just what their relationship is to them.
Though, as I’ve stated, it still feels extremely queerplatonic to me. But that’s just me.
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I think something that no one talks about is how Poe leans more towards being an anti-hero than just plain hero. He's willing to do the "wrong" things for the right reasons, ex: willing the kill bad people to save the innocent, basically willing to do the dirty work that no one wants to talk or think about. and I think it should be talked about more. Your post was just *chefs kiss*, the way you understood Poe is so refreshing compared to what I see him reduced to in canon
Poe definitely is willing to make the tough calls, including being willing to kill bad people to save innocent people (or destroy a planet to save countless others), but I wouldn't necessarily sort him into the antihero trope myself, more the "good is not nice" trope.
Because for as much as Poe is willing to shoot the bad guys, or blow up a planet if it means saving the galaxy, he's usually the first person to lower his blaster or offer someone a second chance. The biggest source of conflict between himself and Zorii in Free Fall is the fact that Poe can't fit into this life of shades of grey, and that's a trait that does follow him to the Resistance. He can lie (badly) for them, he can steal ships, be labeled a criminal if it's done for the right reasons/for the Resistance but at the same time, he also......really can't wrap his head around and seems uncomfortable at times with Suralinda's way of manipulating or recontextualizing the truth for propaganda purposes (which i wish had...been better explored in the comics it's Fine, but like I wanna know more about Poe "can't lie" Dameron and Suralinda "i'm here to tell a good story" Javos. I WANT TO KNOW MORE LUCASFILM), even if Suralinda is doing those things for the Resistance, so they can gain more support.
There's also this quote of Rian Johnson's, that I really love, and that I feel like sums up Poe the best for me:
“Oscar is like a reincarnation of my favorite old movie stars; he has that old school magnetism paired with insane acting chops. Poe is a straight-up, good-guy hero, and although he gets put through the wringer in this film, because of Oscar you never lose faith that he’s going to come out the other end all the better for it.” [from this post]
I'm having trouble wording/it's kind of hard for me to explain, but like. I view Poe as someone who is, like Rian describes him, as a good-guy hero, who usually cannot quite stop the instinct to do the heroic thing, and how that can make him quite reckless (I do believe Oscar actually described Poe during the TFA Press Tour as "recklessly heroic" sir I'm sorry i ever doubted you about Poe being reckless, I thoroughly learned my lesson #13 Poe issues and a knife to Poe's hand later) - but I think also that doesn't mean that Poe needs to look like the hero, and I think TLJ proves that? He does what he believes is the best for the Resistance, and seizes control of the Raddus. It's a last resort, of course, and I don't think he necessarily cares about what people might think of him for it* - he's a commander, he makes the hard calls all the time, and regardless of his own desire to be a hero, I don't think Poe necessarily wants to be praised as one. He's just gonna do the right, most heroic thing at any given moment, and doesn't care what people say. I mean...we kind of get the impression he's used to being seen a certain way, y'know? Poe doesn't seem surprised in the least when Holdo berates him, he just has this look of "oh this banthashit again I thought I'd heard the last of it", y'know?
*y'know except for leia. because he definitely makes a face when she says that thing about holdo in the transport. anyway moving on because this got completely. the train jumped the track here. adhd moment.
As much as he is willing to do some hard things for the Resistance, I feel like Poe would. not last a day in the Rebellion - the Rebellion is just gray. You have to be, fighting something like the Empire, they're quick and dirty and. manipulative and liars and assassins, and Poe...wouldn't have the heart for that, I think. So I do believe there would be a line, in what Poe would even be willing to do for the Resistance.
That said, I do wish canon/fanon would be more willing to explore....any of his. nuance. that everyone seems very allergic to acknowledging, and I'd especially be interested in seeing more of Poe's - I'm a dw nerd sorry I'm just gonna call it this every time - "oncoming storm" side because it's so much fun. There's some other facets of his character I'd love to see explored in more detail, but that one especially. It would honestly be a dream, I think, if Alex Segura got to write for him again, but perhaps this time in the Resistance era, because I think that man would have a blast!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! with writing a good spy adventure.
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