If ya’ll know Madoka Magica you will understand how beautiful and haunting the art of the witches that show up on screen are.
LIKE
It’s gorgeous.
That unsettling feeling of seeing something beyond yourself, beyond your sense of consciousness and knowing that this could very well be your grave.
It’s a labyrinth of feelings, of misery, of regret, and wanting that traps its victims in a forever.
You know what else is unsettling?
Death.
Death and ghosts and everything beyond it.
So imagine with me then, that the Infinite Realms and those ecto-born and ecto-contaminated don’t see the ghosts the same way.
Amity Park and its residents see the invading ghosts as close to their real form in life as they are in death.
Those not touched by the Infinite?
They see them the same way as witches. Unnatural creatures that unsettles the mind and environment to allow the ghosts access to the living world.
Maybe that’s why Maddie and Jack Fenton do not see ghosts as sentient things. They have seen them as humans see them, things filled with misery and pain, stealing from those too foolish to wander in the Ghosts domain.
The GIW are much the same, seeing the ghosts as the ‘witches’ they are, not what they were.
Danny doesn’t realize how unsettling he truly is, no one in Amity Park baring the Fenton parents and the GIW do.
Not until he is summoned on his first official Kingly summon, unaware of the looming gaping horror that stood staring back down at the humans that lived outside of Amity Park.
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okay i have no idea where on the scale of Hot Take to Restating The Obvious this falls, but i remain entirely convinced that bonnie has never actually hated puns.
of course it’s a fun trait to play up for comedic effect sometimes, but the moment i saw them let out that unguarded little laugh at siffrin’s goof at the third floor door before catching themself and remembering to correct back into The Rage (TM) the possibility that said rage could be genuine pretty much instantly wiped itself from my mind. like ohh okay that is a preteen doing the classic preteen thing of overperforming an opposite reaction to hide how much they truly care, got it 👍
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still thinkin’ about how the Harsh Heart names you Hero, while Soft names you Quiet.
Like– your role in the story vs your nature as a god
When you take the blade, you accepted the role narrator gave you and became ‘The Hero’ of the story. When you don’t, you reject that role and only present yourself to the princess as you are. ‘Quiet.’
And there’s the Stranger, who doesn’t give you a name at all. You two already know who you are and what you mean to each other, even more so now that you’re at the end of the game, there’s is no need to confine yourselves to words.
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May we have more wholesome moments with your fic ships?
Bowser was furious at his little bundle of joy. Jr. Had skipped his lessons with Kamek to do who knew what and he! Bowser himself had to help track down Jr. In hopes that he hadn't just painted all over another section of the castle when no one had eyes on him.
Bowser walked past the kitchens and stopped, that had smelled really good and he knew how much a sweet tooth Jr. Had so it was likely he was bothering the cooks for whatever it was that smelled that amazing.
Entering the kitchen he saw Jr. and Luigi? His boyfriend was early, and he wasn't supposed to get back till tomorrow. Luigi had been busy pulling something from the oven with Jr. jumping up and down in excitement. Luigi said something too quiet for Bowser to hear but just seeing two of his favorite people getting along just gave him the warm fuzzies as Luigi would say.
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“How do I—! How do I know!” Bilbo echoed, bristling with exasperation. “I journeyed all the way across Middle Earth, through forests and over the hills, crossed the Misty Mountains and the Great Greenwood through to the ruins of the great City of Dale and further still to Erebor, fighting goblins and orcs and giant spiders and a whole blasted war, then did the whole thing again in reverse, and you have the gall to ask me how I know!”
There was a beat of total silence. “Well, it was a reasonable question,” said Fortinbras, stung.
Bilbo drew in a long breath through his nose and gave an almighty huff. “Mark my words. All of you,” he said, pointing a finger at all the gathered faces, his voice tight with the desperation to be taken seriously. The dwarves would have listened. They would’ve had his back. “You must evacuate Hobbiton. Take only what you need to survive, and run. Go east. Forget your handkerchiefs and hang the silver spoons. Anyone who stays here, will die.”
“Now, Bilbo…”
He held up a hand to his cousin’s face. “No. No, don’t. You’ll see. Take my advice or don’t, you’ll see,” he said, casting a fearful glance at the smoke billowing from the ruins of the first raid. It was the pebble before the avalanche, and there were already more, thinner trails of smoke joining the larger one. A lump formed in his throat. They were already coming. He gave one last, loud proclamation to the crowd. “Flee on the east road. Tell anyone, everyone — we have no choice.”
—Excerpt from There Is One They Could Follow (One They Could Call Thain) by Oakensting (WorseOmens) on ao3
Basically, Bilbo pulls a Thorin Oakenshield and leads his people from the orc-ravaged Shire to safety. Meanwhile in Erebor, Thorin refuses to believe Bilbo is dead.
*staggers into the room Kramer-style covered in water, soot, glitter, and slivers of paper from the waste bin of a paper shredder like confetti* So, guess who just watched the lotr trilogy for the first time despite being a fan of the Hobbit for a literal decade! Also the last two (three?) months have sucked ass and I’m exhausted, so buckle up.
Anyway, this is one of my comfort fics, I love it so much. Everything from the Pining(TM) to the blatant parallels between the dwarves and hobbits.
Things I loved in particular:
Gandalf the White Ox
Kíli taking one look at Thorin and being like “oh I know exactly what’s going on here”
Hamfast and Drogo
Petty Thorin
Seriously, he’s so petty I love it
Bard just being like “yeah, that’s pretty much how I was when I lost my wife”
The r e u n i o n
“you’re like a hobbit king!” “my title is thain, actually” *incredulous staring*
splash fight<3
The acorn speech<3<3<3
The “New Polite”
Dwobbit debate
read it or the ulnas are mine <3
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