#everyone else bye

[swantranslations]

Miyazaki's Retirement Declarations (chronologically)

Translated from last week's NHK documentary on the production of The Boy and The Heron (more under cut). I saw people posting a screencap of this and I just couldn't contain myself. THIS HAS BEEN GOING ON WAY LONGER THAN I IMAGINED LMFAO

This is from the NHK programme "Professional - Their Working Philosophy" (プロフェッショナル 仕事の流儀) a few days ago (16/12/2023). The episode investigates the production process of The Boy and the Huron, and how the late Takahata Isao influenced the movie.

(It was confirmed within the documentary that Mahito = Miyazaki, Great Uncle = Takahata Isao, The Heron = Suzuki Toshio, Kiriko = Yasuda Michiyo)

The documentary is currently available on the NHK Streaming Service (Location Limited). If you have your own ways of watching and you know Japanese, I would definitely recommend the episode as it gives a lot of much-needed context to The Boy and The Heron. Personally, I haven't found a way to watch it yet, so all I know about the documentary are hearsay I saw on Japanese twitter.

Original screencap:

Also, at the very end of the episode, Miyazaki was shown working on a Naucicaa piece without any explanation, which led to many people speculating whether he could be working on a sequel for Naucicaa of the Valley of the Wind.

What do yall think? Do you think he's going to finally retire or release yet another animated film in a few years? I would love to see Naucicaa 2 but I also feel like he really needs to... yknow, chillax a bit and stuff. He deserves a long ass vacation.

[cowboygenes]

The Life Cycle of A Star

[house-of-tykayl]

pretty old AU idea by now but basically the TTG gremlins are 1) very small and 2) infest the TTA tower like cockroaches

and 3) TTA starfire wont let TTA robin kill them

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

SAGAU thoughts, let's go

Ajax, an Abyss-touched mortal, who has long been told that his violent nature would never garner favor with the gods, much less the Creator. Childe, whose Harbinger comrades care not for the myths of the Creator, preferring to forge their own path. they tell him, the youngest, to allow the Creator to hate him- if that is the exchange for writing their own destinies, the Fatui will gladly take it.

but for Childe, it hurts to think this way. even more so for Foul Legacy; the Abyssal creatures who only have one salvation, the hands of the all-loving Creator. to hear that the Creator will hate him breaks his heart, Legacy taking over their shared body and curling into a corner to sob, taking comfort in the darkness of Childe's room.

the Creator is never seen nor heard, yet still guards all of Teyvat- which is why it's such a surprise when you end up getting tossed into Mondstadt, ripped away from your familiar world into another. it's still familiar, only not in the way you expect, having seen Teyvat behind a screen all this time. all the characters you know and love seem to be dedicated to worshiping you, praising your grace and power and watching your every move.

it's extremely overwhelming. you just want to befriend your favorite characters- the most beloved of which you can't even find! but you're stubborn and determined above all else, and set out alone to find out where Childe, your favorite DPS, could be hiding.

he shies away when he sees you in the distance, your features familiar from so many books and carvings, but instead of disgusted, you look... excited? he blinks, and suddenly you seem much smaller, Foul Legacy's love for you allowing him to hijack Childe's body for a moment. Legacy yelps and shrinks back further, trying to hide himself to avoid what he assumes must be a scornful glare. but instead he feels gentle hands cupping his cheeks, your soft laughter music to his ears as you greet him.

"Hello, Legacy."

his wings flutter upon hearing your kind voice utter his name, with all the love and affection you can give, and when your arms wrap tightly around his waist he feels like he could sing. your hands move to scritch under his chin, and Foul Legacy croons in delight, allowing himself to melt into your touch, snuggling his masked face into your palms. the taint of the Abyss seems far away, the pain soothed beneath your fingertips as Legacy begins to purr for the first time in his life, holding you, his beloved Creator, close to him.

and you let him, hugging him back, because you adore Childe, Foul Legacy, and the Abyss with all your divine heart.

[bakudekublogblog]

I THOUGHT PEOPLE WERE FUCKING EXAGGERATING WHEN THEY SAID HEROES RISING WAS THE BAKUDEKU MOVIE BUT. NO IT. IT WAS JUST A WHOLE MOVIE??? OF BAKUDEKU??? THE WHOLE FUCKING THING?? HOW THE FUCK DOES ANYONE COME OUT OF THIS THINKING THEY'RE NOT GONNA BE HERO PARTNERS AT THE END OF THIS SERIES WHAT IS ///HAPPENING/// this must have been fucking DEVESTATING for the antis holy SHIT

[izzyspussy]

the fact that they made it illegal to make ads louder than programs on tv in 2010 but haven't updated it to apply the same regulation to streaming. who do i have to call.

[thekittyokat]

you ever just have a lot, a LOT of feelings all at once about a character and not even remotely enough words or brainpower to FORM the words to describe everything you're feeling. so it feels like you may explode. yeah

[todayisafridaynight]

@passports-alt pointed out the goofiest shit to me the other day

[im-probably-crying-rn-ngl]

guys george this weekend, yippy yappy time with alex, post cute gax pics, avoid pu penalty, no grid pen, lock in his quali h2h against lewis, yappy yippy time with lewis, somehow survive that race, get on the podium, cooldown funsises with the leclercs and be absolutely unhinged in interviews. my man literally had the time of his life overall, thanks baku!

[glitchdecay]

bakugo "great explosion murder god dynamight" katsuki really said "hell nah i ain't letting my homoerotic partner bestie since childhood rot in quirklessness for the rest of his life" and if that ain't peak gay shonen i don't know what is

[thereallycoolmonsterithoughtup]

my comic i made

[corpsentry]

breaking the law and outing myself on the internet because i'm showcasing my senior dance thesis on april 28 at 6:30 and 8:30 pm Eastern Standard Time and i want You to see it

we don't have a livestream link yet but we will. in the meantime look at these cool posters and this cool blurb. ok now save the date SEE YOU SOON

[cometblaster2070]

i'm too sleepy to properly make sense of this but i need someone to draw this asap pls and thank you.

basically 'ivan the terrible and his son ivan' as sasharcy angst but make it worse in the sense that sasha has actually killed marcy.

[deathsweetblossoms]

I force my feet to move across the wilted and blackened grass. ... “Cardan,” I say in a whisper... As if in answer, the serpent draws back, neck curving in a swinging movement as though evaluating how best to strike.  “It’s Jude,” I say, and my voice cracks. “Jude. You like me, remember? You trust me.”  The serpent explodes into motion, sliding fast over the grass in my direction, closing the distance between us. Soldiers scatter. Horses rear up...Kelpies run for the sea. ... But the serpent pauses perhaps ten feet from where I am standing, winding around itself.  Looking at me with those gold-tipped eyes. 

I woke up in the early hours of the morning thinking about this scene, and how Snake Cardan heard Jude whisper his name from thirty feet away (It's canon that he's thirty feet away from her, by Jude's guess when she first sees him in the clearing). At the sound of her voice, he rushes across the distance between them and stops in the security position for snakes. (Snakes winding around themselves aren't positioning to strike. They're moving into a protective position.) What strikes me the most about this scene is that Cardan later tells Jude he only knew "hatred, terror, and the desire to destroy". So much so that he blackened the land and the trees wherever he slithered. So much so that anyone who came near him died.

He was himself, but he wasn't. But even in this stripped down form of himself, the mere sound of her whispering his name draws his attention, and he immediately RUSHES toward her and just...stops to rest in front of her. It's such a deep, primal sense of knowing someone and it makes me go absolutely feral. Even in snake form, he trusted her.

This also somewhat parallels the hedge maze scene in Cruel Prince, although I'm not sure it's intentional, when Cardan is high off his ass but still recognizes Jude by the sound of her cough.

I start coughing immediately. At that moment, Cardan's gaze goes to me. His eyes are barely open, but I can see the shine of them, wet as tar.

We talk a lot about how many small details Cardan notices about Jude's appearance from the get-go, but recognizing the tenor of someone's voice from a COUGH? Hearing their voice from thirty feet away when they're WHISPERING and you're A DAMN SNAKE???? HELP.

[coeluvr]

Hellooo! I'm not sure if the prompts are still open, but if so, maybe #61 for Vincent? 🙈

“Say it.”

As Vincent falls onto the bed, his eyes widen in surprise, his body tensing for a moment before relinquishing control to you.

“Say it,” you breathe, your voice husky with desire, your eyes simmering with intent. This time, you’ve decided to take charge, assert your desires, and make him beg for your touch. It’s a departure from your usually shy and submissive nature, but the power that surges through your veins at this moment is intoxicating.

You straddle him, your thighs spreading on either side of his hips, and hold his gaze with unwavering confidence. Leaning closer, your lips hovering just above his, you tease him, testing his limits. “Beg for it, Vincent. Tell me how much you want me.”

His breathing quickens, his lips parting to speak, but you can see the struggle within him. Pride and vulnerability wage war on his face, tugging at his desire and restraint. His eyes, filled with yearning, search yours for a moment before he finally succumbs to the delicious temptation.

“Please,” he rasps, his voice thick with need. “I want to feel your touch, to taste your lips. I crave you like nothing else.”

[beardedmrbean]