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myinnerartist · 5 months
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Hey hey its me, load!
Coming at you with an idea i had for Mirage that anyone can use if you want to!
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But consider;
What if Mirage didn't belong to anyone? What if Mirage genuinely was just a random familiar type of creature that followed the boys?
And what if the boys DO NOT LIKE mirage because of the SPECIFIC type of creature she is?
Because in their situation, they need to reserve their magic. They need to restrain from using as much magic as they can.
But then this little shit is a creature that may be powerful, but it's by STEALING magic from others.
And they are TRICKSTERS. But what if they do it by feeding into your wishes? Desires? What if they can't truly steal your magic without a twisted form of a consent.
Do not EVER reveal your desires or wishes to or with them, not even let your guard down, or they'll invade your dreams. they'll use it as consent to steal your magic and give you whats practically an ILLUSION of your desire or wish being granted.
Pls imagine our sassy queen as a weaker version of a genie taht is basically a scam artist. This idea makes me smile from the silly interactions that could happen.
Imagine mirage ignoring ava at first cause no magic? No need to acknowledge you.
Then ava becomes her favorite and likes to hang out with her the most but also useing ava as a sheild because ava likes Mirage and won't let the boys do anything to mirage and yeehaw.
Imagine living in world with NO magic, with no foreseeable way home, with someone who is the person with is So, god damn kind, you dont know how to interact with them properly, and you need to reserve your magic.
While ALSO living with a little shit that wants to steal your magic but is protected by that oh so kind individual.
Anyway thats just an silly idea I've had ENJOYYYY.
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fartzapril · 7 months
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I've literally never seen anyone talk about mirage man, it sucks😔
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hikaririnku-blog · 7 months
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Hello there, Hope you're having a good day/night/noon! I wanted to ask... Who's your favorite cat from (aphmaus) my inner demons?
If you have one. UwU.
Hello, and good evening! Wow, the cats are so hard to choose from! ;0; Going based off of aesthetic, I love Mirage the most. The celestial vibes she gives off is gorgeous, and her color palette is soothing. I also love how Asch was embarrassed seeing her, and even seemed to grow softer around her. I wish that was played more in to, instead of just having "silly cat moments" to break tension (though those moments were good too, I did love Mirage's and Johnny's dynamic so much). Speaking of Johnny, classic housecat vibes. What isn't there to love about him? Though, very intelligent as well, surprisingly so for a regular housecat. Is he actually an Earth Spirit? Is he just a silly little guy? Who knows! But one thing we do know is that he knew to tell Noi to bring specifically "Tylenoi" (as the Daemos cast calls it), which if it's anything like the irl variant, is a fever reducer. But that can be deduced to "Oh, owner is sick, I will help bring the thing I see her use during these times". I just find that very funny. Though he isn't my topmost cat, however he is my second. I'm not sure if I am to count Zex due to his cat form we seem him in throughout the series until the last few episodes, but absolutely not with this cat man. I heard him "meow" the first time and about had a hiccupping fit due to being caught SO off-guard with and laughing so hard at his mockery of batman voice. Granted, with the nature of MID, I'm sure that was pretty much the joke with him. Edgy batman (or in his case, edgy catman). TLDR: Mirage is the winner of my heart due to celestial aesthetics alone. Zex is a crazy edgy catman.
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canidaedreams64 · 1 year
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OK SO I WAS PROWLING THE INTERWEBS AS USUAL AND THEN I CAME ACROSS THIS SHYNA FIGURE ON TWITTER?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
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elisysd · 1 year
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Lover of mine – 5 Seconds of Summer
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Masterlist - Previously - Next Chapter
When I take a look at my life and all of my crimes You're the only thing that I think I got right
Astonished. That was how Charles felt.
As light as a feather. That was the feeling of her lips on his.
A mirage. That was what Lyanna was.
“I’m so sorry.” She whispered against his lips before leaving as quick as she came, leaving Charles there, still trying to process what just happened.
He knew better now than to run after her. He could tell that she did not plan to kiss him, that somehow it just happened. That right now, she might be scared and panicking. Every fiber in his body wanted to go after her, to take her in his arms and to kiss her again. But he also knew that she needed her own space. She needed to put her feelings in order and he was probably the last person she wanted help from.
Still, he could not get rid of the feeling of having his heart ripped in two. A half for him and the other for her. Tonight, she had left with a piece of his heart, one he did not want back.
He slept really bad, tossing, and turning, reliving the kiss, and blaming himself for not reacting quicker. As a driver, it was something he usually was proud of. How fast he could react. He could have had hold her; she would have been trapped in his arms. And he would not have let her go. When his alarm went off, he grumbled. He still had to pack and he had to leave soon.
It was around ten in the morning that Joris came to his place to pick him up to go to the airport. Seeing his friend’s pale and tired face, he worried.
“Tough night?”
“Horrible.” Charles confirmed.
“Pre-race jitters, or something else?”
“Lyanna kissed me. And she left. I didn’t have the opportunity to properly say goodbye.”
“Oh, wow. Well, I certainly did not expect that. I would have bet you would have been the one to make the first move.”
“Thought so too. She beat me to it. But then she said sorry and she panicked. I asked her to come to Zandvoort. I will wait and see now.”
“Don’t you want to make a quick stop at her place?”
“Do we have time?”
Joris checked his watch.
“Well,I’d say we have 15 minutes top. If you take longer, we might have to go past the speed limits.”
That's all it took for Charles to head for the stairs, which would be quicker than waiting for the lift. He climbed the stairs one by one before arriving at Lyanna's door and banging on the wooden panel. No answer. Which didn't surprise him. He continued for another 5 minutes before the next door opened, revealing an old lady and her Chihuahua.
“The young lady left early this morning at around 4am. I know because I could hear her crying and dragging her suitcase. It made a loud noise in the corridor and woke up my little Floppy. What a naughty girl. If you see her again, tell her that next time I'm going to report her to the security guard.”
She was gone. For good. Without a backward glance. What could he have done to make her run away like that? Was he such a bad kisser? Charles asked himself a thousand and one questions. He wasn't surprised that she had run away, even if it disappointed him a little, he sincerely thought that they were past this. He knew she still had some inner demons to fight but he thought that he would be by her side to help her get through them.
So many incoherences he could not process. She kissed him and yet she was the one who ran away. If she kissed him, that would mean that she had some kind of feelings for him. He could understand that it could be frightening for her, considering what she went through during her previous relationship. But what he could not fathom was that she preferred to leave rather than talk to him. They were both adults, and first and foremost, they were friends. If the kiss was just a spur of the moment, because she was feeling emotional and it didn’t mean anything for her, fine he could put it past him. If she had some romantic feelings for him, it was also fine. Charles knew that he was feeling something more than just friendship, not being entirely sure that it was love. But his point was, they could explore their connection together. See where it could lead. Together.  He was ready for that and more importantly he wanted to.
He could have texted her to say all that, he almost did. But it was a conversation that needed to be made in person.
His thoughts occupied him throughout the journey. He was surprisingly quiet, only responding when spoken to. And even then, it was in relatively short sentences. His bad mood was evident in the days leading up to the race to the point that Fred, Ferrari’s team principal, took him aside to is driver’s room before heading for the first free practice on Friday.
‘You’ve been in a bad mood all the week, kiddo. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” He replied sharply.
“I just want to make sure you have your head in the game, Charles.”
“Don’t worry about me and just make sure that this fucking car is actually drivable.” He snapped.
Fred didn’t say anything, only looked at him. He had a way of being with Charles that made him feel like a little boy. In many ways, they were similar. The same taste for winning, for hard work, for respecting teams, for honesty. He was one of the people Charles trusted most. Fred could read him like an open book, in his silences and in his eyes.
“I invited someone and I think she won’t come. That’s it.”
“So it’s a girl. She must have hurt you a lot for you to be acting like that.”
“The thing is… I’m not mad or even hurt. I think. I understand her, I know her reasons but at the same time I can’t help but be disappointed. I just want to see her; I want to know that she is okay but I don’t know where she is.”
“Well, if she makes you feel like that, she must be pretty special.”
“I care a lot about her, yes.” He confessed.
“Then I’m sure you will both find your ways back to each other. But for now, I need you to be fully focused Charles, okay?”
“You know that I will.”
The free practices went on relatively well. Not bad but not good either, something that Charles was unfortunately used to, and soon enough it was time for qualifying. Charles knew that this was his strong point, so he approached Saturday with a certain relaxed attitude. Even if his eyes lingered a little longer than usual in the crowd. On his way around the paddock, he spotted Pierre in the middle of a warm-up session with his physio. He approached her to wish her luck. As his best friend knew him all too well, he immediately noticed the Ferrari driver's deceptively relaxed attitude.
“She is not here. And Kika has not heard about her since our last dinner in Monaco.”
Charles swallowed. He had suspected it, but a wave of disappointment washed over him.
“If I have news, you’ll be the first one to know, okay?” added the Alpine driver.
“Thanks Pierre.”
With his head full of questions, Charles climbed into his single seater. In this environment, he always managed to detach himself from the rest of the world and enter his own bubble. Today was no exception, even if it was more difficult than usual. And so the qualifying session began. Charles took his time before starting his flying lap and he quickly sensed that something wasn't quite right. It didn't take him long to realise that there was an engine problem, forcing him to stop dead in the middle of the road. By the time he had extricated himself from the car, the smell of burning had caught in his throat.
The red flag brought Q1 to a premature end, placing Charles at the back of the grid for Sunday's start.
A few hours away from Zandvoort, in a childhood bedroom, Lyanna watched the qualification session and her heart ached for Charles. She arrived in her mom’ s home the day after that fateful dinner at Charles’ place, her eyes puffy and red. No questions were asked by her mom who simply took her daughter in her arms and tried to console her the best she could.
But seeing her little girl watching a car race when she never demonstrated any interest for the sport, she couldn’t help but get curious. Especially when Lyanna made a weird face when the commentator announced that Charles was out.
“Isn’t it the famous boy you were always trying to avoid talking about when I started questioning you about him when dating rumours came out?” she asked sitting on her daughter’s bed.
Lyanna nodded.
“Is he the one I should blame for making you come here, all the way from Monaco a week before you said you would come here?”
“It’s me. Who messed up, mom.”
And here she was again, the tears accumulating behind her eyelids.
“Oh my sweet girl…”
He mother took her in her arms, gently rocking her while Lyanna let the tears stream down her face.
“Whatever you did, I’m sure you can fix it.”
“I kissed him mom. And then I ran away. Like a coward, something I promised myself I wouldn’t be anymore. He taught me to be brave and how do I thank him?”
“Do you love this boy?”
“I… I don’t know. I like him, I care for him but what do I know about love?”
“If you care, then it’s enough. You don’t have to put words on what you feel if you are not ready.”
“I’m sure he hates me.”
“Did you talk to him?”
“I’m too scared of being rejected. I sure would reject myself if I was him.”
Her mom sighed. She was used to see her daughter so unconfident.
“You will never know, if you keep on avoiding him. And if he is smart enough, he will listen to you.”
“He is so great mom. He is funny, he is kind, he is brave, he cares about people. He helped me when I never asked him to, just because it was something that seemed normal to him. He is down to earth, he is loyal. He loves his family and is friends. He is perfect. Well not really, because sometimes he can be stubborn and he has a hard time knowing what limits are. And he doesn’t know how to cook, which is not a bad thing but I would not trust him in a kitchen by himself. And he can be cocky. But… he makes me feel good. And happy. And I really miss him.” She let out in one breath.
“Well, he seems like a great man. A great man for a great woman.”
“I don’t feel great right now…”
“You too are funny and kind and brave. You are the most hard-working woman I’ve met Lyanna. All the hardships you went through, all the battles you fought, made you who you are. You are strong, stronger than you think. You are bright. And I’m so, so proud of the woman you become and keep on becoming. And I’m not saying that just because you are my daughter. You are loveable, my Lya. And if this boy can make you feel like the happiest woman in the world, hang on to him. At least, talk to him. If it works out, then it could be the most beautiful thing in your life. If it doesn’t, then I’ll be there to fix the broken pieces of your heart, sweetheart.”
Lyanna could simply nod while hearing her mother’s words. She knew what she had to do.
On Charles’ end, the Sunday race was as awful than the qualification session. A DNF was just what he needed to end this awful week. Coming back in the garage, he did what he could to avoid photographers. He was annoyed and the first words he spoke as he entered the Ferrari garage were for the mechanics and engineers.
“Is it too much to ask to have one weekend, just one, of happiness or at least one without mechanical or strategic problems?”
But despite his poor weekend, he was pleased to see Pierre finish 5th just behind Russell's Mercedes.
At Alpine, the mood was a little happier than at Ferrari. Pierre and Esteban were celebrating their top 10 finishes, Kika taking videos as a souvenir, when the brunette saw a notification flash across her screen. Lyanna had just contacted her.
“I messed up. Again but big time, this time. I would understand if you didn’t want to help me but I just want to make things right. Is there a way for Pierre to get me VIP access for Monza next week? And please, not a word to Charles, I want to surprise him.”
Kika smiled and headed to Pierre to get him away from the team for a while.
“Lyanna texted me. She wants to surprise Charles at Monza.”
Pierre sighed.
“Is she sure? He is going to get a lot of attention.”
“She seemed determined.”
“Well then I guess, we will have a prestigious guest in Alpine’s garage next week.”
Kika quickly responded to the actress saying that Pierre would take care of everything. Even if Sunday was an awful day for Lyanna, she really hated to see Charles giving his all and not succeeding, she slept that day with a little smile on her face.
Monza, be ready. Here she comes.
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author's note: Did you really thought that I would leave this chapter drama free? 👀 How many of you want to smack Lyanna after breaking (once again) Charles' heart? How do you think Monza will go? Will Charles forgive her? Will he ignore her? Will he be mad? And how do you think Lyanna will act? I can't wait to have your reaction! Don't forget to leave a comment, or if you want to chat more of this story you, my DMs are open! Take care.
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beer-anon · 1 year
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A prologue of sorts for my future reader inserts in the Demon Slayer universe. This just reflects the inner workings of self-perception of the reader and is in no way a guide to how reader will act but it will shed some light on what I have in mind.
My first reader insert in KNY so yeah idk
@linpunny​ thanks for encouraging me, this is it *yeets it like a trash and runs*
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The sight kept haunting you, burned into your eyelids. You see it every time you close your eyes. Worse yet, the sounds were not leaving you in your waking nor sleeping hours either. Wet squelching, screams, and oh god the whimpers-
That mission was life changing for you. It made you re-evaluate your profession. It filled you with determination to preserve, to eradicate every demon who stepped in front of you. It was thanks to this mission you survived the other one.
What followed weeks after that was probably even worse - another life changing mission. However, this one made guilt creep up your spine whenever you saw your fellow demon slayers.
For a mortal, you have considerable skill… But where you lack is in awareness.
A slow drone of male voice spoke to you in moments of lost focus. It sharpened you into a trigger-happy blade the past few days. 
You will not last long in this world as you are… Yet, you must endure. You understand this. I know you do.
You endured through it. Perhaps it meant not looking your allies in the eyes ever again, but you would last. You wanted to walk out victorious. Perhaps he knew your intention as well. To squeeze every last bit of what he had to offer, and use it to turn the tides. Perhaps that was the way to gain redemption for your betrayal.
Compared to the standard human, you display a great power… unlike many young slayers I have encountered.
He terrified you. It had been your first encounter with such a strong demon. 
You had lost your Breath in his presence. Your sword used to be dark green - a pine forest in the mist - yet you walked out of the fight with a blank sword. It perplexed you, terrified you. It made your heart drop down to your stomach in a sudden lurch when you realized what had happened. It was like a mirage in a desert. Your survival hanged on your sword, as it hanged on water. 
Sit with me.
The faith in your abilities and strength had been shaken. Suddenly a newborn lamb, downgraded from a feared predator. Nevertheless, when in the presence of him, you cease to be any kind of predator. You were just prey. 
Your loss would be a… shame.
Life didn’t stop just because your mind crumbled like a house of cards. All you could do was pick up the pieces and put it back together as best you could. 
The need to re-focus brought you to the wildest and most punishing Hashira of them all. Shinazugawa gave you the beating, and training, of your life. Again and again, you stood up and dragged your jagged edges through his paces and spars with tunnel vision. 
Yet, your sword remained blank.
Possessing a rare type of blood offered you privileges in this life… It is why I offered to turn you in the first place… You are aware of your standing now… of the price that must be paid.
Your Marechi blood was a curse and a blessing. It was a quality you shared with the Wind Pillar. The revelation didn’t do you any good when faced with him again - this time, the meeting happened in your home, in your safe space. It suddenly didn’t feel so safe anymore.
What I demand is for you to listen… What you are owed is a proper chance to succeed… to survive as you are now… even as a human… No, specifically as a human.
Your spirit and confidence had been broken to be rebuilt again and again in a vicious cycle. He offered no days off. 
You stopped coming to Shinazugawa and your natural rhythm became that of a nocturnal being.
One day, you may be able to challenge me on equal footing… I will make sure of it… No, not for your sake… but for mine. An infinite life brings boredom… I will not be denied, not by you. 
Your closest friend died on a mission. 
He allowed no days off.
You felt a rage rise from the ashes of your heart. 
Strength is not given. It is earned. Allow me to nurture it then. So one day you may face me properly… 
Your teacher told you to train on your own from that point on. He had given you the necessary guidance, the recipe for perfection. It was now up to you to hone it into a fine point, sharp enough to stab one of his many eyes out.
With wrath fueling you and that newfound strength supporting you, you devoured missions like a starved being. Your demonic killing spree didn’t go unnoticed. In just a few short days, your rank in the Corps rose dangerously quickly. 
Excelling in your humanity is only the start, not the destination. You will one day face me as a powerful demon. 
The skill he gifted you tasted best when killing his kind. Training it however tasted sour. 
Shinazugawa cornered you into a spar with him once. Despite using bokken, you managed to land quite a few punishing hits on him. His lip bled, and the unconsciousness that swallowed you right after smelled like victory. Though he bested you, you came close, very close.
Shine bright like a cruel sun… that is an order.
That night, your blade finally changed color. A purple katana-shaped lie. It was the first time you cried yourself to sleep in a long time. You longed for your pine-colored Nichirin sword. You longed for the nightmares of that night to stop. You longed to have your friend back. You- 
You broke down at sunset, and picked up the pieces by dawn.
Become a being that strikes awe in me. Consider this the price of my mercy.
Using your purple sword felt like abandoning your humanity. Despite the many lives you saved, you didn’t forget just who taught you. He always lingered on your mind. 
“Allow me to introduce you to our newest Pillar, [Last Name][Name], the Moon Hashira.”
You carefully shuffled forward, not once meeting any of their eyes. Shinazugawa was the only one who even knew of you. He was probably glaring at you at the moment. You deserved it.
You bowed, and said: “It is nice to meet you. I’m in your care from this day onward.” 
No one damned you with their words, but your own somehow felt like an eulogy.
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Dedicated to / Inspired by Anigomi VA group on youtube (direct inspiration / voice lines from Koku: https://youtu.be/fxZALJzBpOc ) Will be cross-posted to AO3 later
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lostywrites · 7 months
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Summary:
The Hidden Ones encounter a mysterious traveller from Azeroth. Recognising an opportunity to expand their influence and forge new alliances, they appoint Basim Ibn Ishaq, a devoted disciple, as their representative.
In a realm where ancient lore and magic are as tangible as the air he breathes, Basim must rely on his wits, skills, and newfound connections to fulfill his mission and unlock secrets that could change the fate of both worlds.
A Warcraft/Assassin's Creed Mirage crossover fic. Set before the events of Dragonflight and Valhalla.
Pairing: Basim/OC
Chapter 1 I Chapter 2 I Chapter 3 I Chapter 4
Chapter 5 - The White Pawn
"Pardon my curiosity, but what has led a king to forsake his throne and shroud himself in secrecy?" Basim asked as they navigated through the thick underbrush.
The king paused, taking a moment of introspection before replying, "My return from the Shadowlands have left me...in need of solitude. I needed time to reflect, to understand the person I've become, accept what I've done...it's only here, away from everyone else I could truly find the strength to face my own inner demons..." he confessed, his voice tinged with melancholy.
"The Shadowlands?" Basim echoed. The king's eyes however held a story untold, a narrative heavy with trauma.
Choosing to keep his personal story private, especially from someone he'd just met, Anduin simply said, "It's a cautionary tale for another time, one I'm not yet prepared to share." His gaze then drifted to the concealed cave entrance ahead, camouflaged by the wild embrace of vines and moss. With a silent gesture, he invited Basim to follow him further into the depths of his secluded haven.
The cave maintained a moderate temperature, bathed in the serene glow of crystals embedded into its rough-hewn walls, creating a calming ambience within the rugged environment.
Basim's eyes scanned over the king’s humble hideout dotted with an array of books, maps, and rolled up parchments, hinting at ongoing plans and studies. Finding a place at a sturdy wooden table, he settled quietly and watched as Anduin moved about the space.
Moments later, Anduin approached the table, carrying two cups and a jug brimming with something oddly luminescent yet a refreshing sight.
“Shukran,” Basim said with a grateful nod, taking the cup handed to him. The beverage was pure and seemingly blessed with restorative qualities, as though he was drinking from the well of Zamzam, brought an immediate sense of rejuvenation. He felt a wave of relief wash over him, dispelling the lingering fogginess and the oppressive humidity that clung on to him from the island's dense atmosphere. “Aah, it’s been a long time since I’ve tasted water this good.”
Anduin smiled, pleased with Basim's reaction. "The Kal'dorei have a way with nature's gifts," he explained. "It's said to have healing properties, and from what I've seen, I'm inclined to believe it. But each time I take a sip of their sacred water, I can't help but remember the tragedy at Teldrassil, the loss of so many innocent lives..." The king's voice tapered off, the deep-seated sorrows of wars past casting a shadow over his thoughts.
"I have heard about the Burning of Teldrassil," Basim said. "During my time in the Cathedral of Light, I had the honour of meeting the night elven children. Despite everything they've been through, their resilience is extraordinary, unlike anything I've witnessed before."
"Indeed they are," the king replied, his smile returning. And his curiosity was directed towards Basim now. "You know, in my time as an Alliance king, I've had the privilege of meeting people from all walks of life. I pride myself on being able to distinguish an outsider from a native. And you, my mysterious friend, don't strike me as a simple merchant from the 'Far East'.”
Basim’s voice deepened, the mask of Gilgamesh fading, revealing his true self, "You have a sharp eye. It is true that I have disguised myself as a merchant to cover the true purpose of my journey here. A purpose that's greater than myself.”
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My OC Duma. His image and personality is inspired and based on the fallen angel Duma from the Book of Enoch.
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From the original demon, he only has a name and some similar facts. Here's a short description of the original:
Duma (דּוּמָה "silence") is an angel mentioned in Rabbinic and Islamic literature as the angel who has power over the wicked dead. Duma is also the guardian angel of Egypt, the prince of hell and the angel of justification. As the patron of Egypt, he ignored God's command to condemn Egyptian deities. After which God banishes him to Gehenna, there he becomes its ruler, and three angels of destruction are assigned to him. According to the hadith mentioned in al-Suyuti al-Habaik fi akhbar al-malaiq, Azrael transfers the souls of the deceased unbelievers to the Duma.
My Duma prefers to be in the human world as an observer, sometimes visible, sometimes invisible. He is quite curious about people and treats them relatively neutrally. He is there to observe in silence. Once in a while he makes contact simply out of interest. He prefers to travel through areas close to Egypt, and that is how he sometimes finds himself in Agrabah and the Seven Deserts. According to my version, he also occupies a certain place in Hell and controls a certain category of sinners, but does not seek to increase their number at all. This fallen angel is just doing his job.
Like all angels and demons, my Duma is genderless. So technically it is not a he, but an it (I use the pronoun "he" since it is a demon). My Duma prefers to wear a white shroud, his face is like a mask, and instead of eyes and mouth, there is blackness and emptiness that absorbs light. The way he communicates is also unusual: he opens his mouth, but his speech sounds in your head like your inner voice, a bit unnatural and distorted at some frequencies. From the outside it looks especially strange: he moves his lips while saying words, but makes no sound. This peculiarity of his dialog is inspired by the fact that Duma means "silence".
A couple of times Duma watched the battles of Aladdin and Mozenrath, but never tried to interfere with the course of events. With great dissatisfaction, he looked at all the problems caused by Chaos or Mirage - otherworldly creatures shouldn’t meddle in people’s affairs! Once, out of interest, the fallen angel was in the Cave of Wonders, but did not appreciate it at all, because there were absolutely no people there. He also climbed through the numerous tunnels of the Thieves' lair, accidentally scaring several men...
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Same one who asked about the horn colors, just wanted to say thank you it did help a lot! And was wondering about Mirage? The spirit cat. Would she be more devilish/spiky looking because her original design is very rounded and dreamy? Like a nightmare instead of a dream.
You’re welcome!
And I haven’t thought much about Mirage but that’s a great idea!! I was thinking of making her look more like a storm cloud but never really put much effort into it.
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scoups4lyfe · 2 years
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Hebi anon here
Get your analysis glasses out for the tortured middle child, cause this arc definitely seems to be a Daiji arc
FINALLY
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my time to fking SHINE.
I have no idea what happens in 34 to what? 36? But from what we're currently seeing (up to 33) I think it's....hmmmm intriguing??
I say this cuz I've been reading up on some psych stuff lately <33.
But I find it interesting tha tmore than once someone's mentioned to Daiji something about how "Righteousness" and "Justice" doesn't always mean the same thing -- or what did Akemi say??
Something something "Things aren't black and white." ?
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(Close enough)
Like the gist I'm getting is that trying to do things on the "Straight and narrow" path perhaps isn't always the best choice for the situation.
Which is rlly intersting because Daiji is of the belief that he has no inner demon anymore and he's just 100% pure holy justice and
✨wholesome goodness ✨.
Which --Ppl can say whatever they want but its legit impossible to just...get rid of your inner demon(s).
Like that stuff is built into your psyche.
And as we've seen in Revice an Inner-demon is SO much more than one thing. It's intrusive thoughts, fear, things you want but can't tell anyone about, as well as things you DON'T want but are anxious about -etc etc.
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But......at it's foundation those demons are built on the coping mechanism you choose in childhood to cope with the world and what not.
Even ep 26, Kagerou's line:
"Let's make things Black and White" .........is SO fascinating to me because narratively -- that's the exact OPPOSITE of what Daiji should be doing? A mentally healthy individual needs to learn to accept the darker parts of themselves.
Which is something all the siblings are slowly working towards. But, Daiji? He's literally the only one who has not really worked towards that at all? He continiously rejected his inner demon (until he couldn't anymore), he ignored Kagerou, and well --
He "Killed" him, didn't he? 👀.....
Well I know Kagerou isn't dead. Logically that wouldn't make sense. Now -- I *DO* think perhaps Daiji did destroy their initial 'contract' -- of Kagerou being the "Mirage" Coping Mechanism .
But Daiji's way of coping with the world has (and will always) be
✨Dishonesty ✨
(I'm using the Enneagram for my analysis btw LOL!!! I think its scarily accurate -- esp for the Igarashi Sibs <333)
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Since Daiji's an Enneagram type 3
-- This means he's part of the feelings triad.
These three personality types have common assets and liabilities which involve their feelings. When these types are healthy, their feelings are the focus of what's admirable about their personalities, enabling them to become highly valued for their interpersonal qualities. When they are unhealthy, however, their emotions are out of balance in one way or another.
....:D
Average Threes, however, are the most out of touch with their emotions and with their individuality. They suppress their feelings in order to perform more effectively and to make others like them. They lose touch with their feelings as they try to get the success and affirmation they crave.
Unhealthy Threes can become hostile and extremely malicious if they do not get the admiring attention they desire.
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The Two, Three, and Four have common problems with their identity and with hostility, which they may take out either on themselves or on others, or both.
Their problems with identity stem from a rejection of their own authentic self in favor of a persona that they believe would be more acceptable in some way. Although all of the nine types are involved in maintaining a "false self-image,"
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this is the central problem for these types.
Thus, all three are highly concerned with issues of self-esteem, personal value, appreciation, and shame, and with getting others to validate the self-image they have created.
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Hmmm? Are you starting to piece together the puzzle pieces?
Threes, in the center of the Triad, both look to others to validate a positive self-image and look inward to their imaginations to create an idealized self that they try to actualize.
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Of these types, Threes are potentially the most estranged from their own feelings and needs because their image concerns are both externally and internally generated.
Threes look outside themselves to determine what activities or qualities are valued by the people who matter to them, and they try to become the kind of person who has those qualities. At the same time, they engage in a lot of inner dialogue and imagination about the kind of person they would like to become.
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Unhealthy:
Fearing failure and humiliation, they misrepresent themselves, distorting the truth of their accomplishments. They can be extremely unprincipled, covetous of the success of others, and willing to do "whatever it takes" to preserve the illusion of their superiority. / Exploitative and opportunistic, but also deceptive so that their mistakes and wrongdoings will not be exposed. Pathological lying, extreme hostility, and delusional jealousy: betraying and sabotaging people in order to triumph over them. / May become vindictive, attempting to ruin what they cannot have. Relentless, obsessive about destroying whatever reminds them of their own shortcomings and failures.
Psychopathic tendencies: murder.
Threes, the primary personality type in the Feeling Triad, are the most out of touch with their emotional lives.
This is because Threes have learned to put their own feelings and their own true desires aside in order to function more effectively. Threes believe that they will be valued only for what they do, so they put their energies into performing well, "getting the job done," and becoming successful in their endeavors, however "success" may be defined. Further, Threes want positive responses from others, so they learn to behave in ways that they believe will create a good impression.
Over time, as Threes continually postpone dealing with their own real feelings, they begin to have trouble accessing them.
A profound split develops between who they seem to be and who they are, between the image they project to others and the reality behind it. Eventually, their image becomes their only reality.
They become so distanced from their own feelings and needs that they no longer know who they are. They believe that the image is all they have.
At this point, since whatever affirmation they are receiving is in response to an image, and not to themselves, no amount of praise or achievement will make them feel better. The great challenge for people of this personality type is to become inner-directed, to develop themselves as persons according to their genuine feelings and their own true values. Most Threes are unaware of the extent to which they have abandoned themselves, and it can be a very difficult realization when they discover that the dreams they have been so relentlessly pursuing are not their own.
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If they become unhealthy, Threes deceive themselves and others so they can maintain the illusion that they're still on top—still superior people. They are extremely devious if they are in danger of being exposed and humiliated.
Unhealthy Threes are like any other type with deep psychological problem: they have difficulty functioning.
Yet for Threes, functioning, or at this stage, even the appearance of functioning, is everything. They are terrified that anyone will discover the degree of their disorder.
They can become extremely dangerous as they strike out at anyone who they perceive threatens the crumbling image which they now identify with entirely.
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Maliciousness may reach dangerous proportions as neurotic Threes become obsessed with ruining others so they can triumph.
This is the dark, hidden side of themselves which they cannot show to others nor even to themselves.
At this stage, Threes can become utterly psychopathic, ignoring the normal limits of behavior, acting out their cruelest fantasies of revenge. Having no internal brakes on their behavior, they do whatever they can until their fury is spent, others are ruined, or someone stops them. Their dissociation may be so complete, however, that after striking out viciously, they may actually have no conscious recollection of having done so.
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Threes are finely attuned to people's reactions to them, and can respond by projecting whatever image they need at the moment. But since their repertoire of images does not have a corresponding measure of reality behind it, everything they do is done for affirmation, not because they are personally committed to, or deeply involved with, whatever they are expressing (being "politically correct").
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Hostility serves Threes in two ways: first, it compensates for their own feelings of inadequacy, and second, it keeps away people who, for one reason or another, undermine their fragile self-esteem. In this latter regard, less healthy Threes may even be hostile to people who they admire.
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Deeply pathological Threes fear that their falseness and emptiness—not to mention their wrongdoings—will be exposed.
They have every reason to believe that if such an event were to occur, they would be completely ruined. There would be no chance for them to ever escape their unbearable feelings of worthlessness and inferiority. Indeed, the success and apparent superiority of others mocks them and humiliates them at every turn. It seems to them that others are, and will always be, superior to them. At this stage, they move beyond deception into unmitigated vindictiveness, in effect saying, "I will triumph over you no matter what it takes!" And, if they have nothing to lose, neurotic Threes will stop at nothing. Since they now have no capacity to empathize with anyone, nothing restrains them from seriously harming others. Indeed, destroying anyone or anything that reminds them of the wretchedness they are still trying to fend off becomes a monomaniacal obsession.
LoL. Imagine.
Davy-jones beat the snot out of him this episode, I wouldn't be surprised if Daiji hitched all of his failure and unstable identity on the Fenix Director,...
Lmao.
Imagine Daiji actually says something like "I will triumph over you no matter what it takes!"
Literally would be SO fking funny. Daiji really do be hitting his enneagram profile waayyyy too well.
At Level 8, Threes are desperately trying to cover up their misdeeds as well as the depth of their dysfunction.
They are cut off from their feelings, and in the interest of saving their image, are capable of dangerous and criminal actions. Although they may be successful at concealing their true condition for a while, they are too broken down to avoid periods of collapse.
When they go to Nine, the full extent of their distress and their lack of development are laid bare. They may regress to earlier parts of their life, replaying childhood triumphs or traumas. They may also alternate between depressive, dissociative periods and sudden hysterical outbursts.
They will, if at all possible, avoid letting anyone see them like this, and, as long as they have the strength to do so, will restore their image whenever they interact with others.
[Taken from the Book: “Personality Types. Using the Enneagram for Self Discovery”].
ALLL of this nonsense just to say that Daiji is prolly gonna go off the deep end if all these vague and ominous inbox stuff I get are any indicator (LOL) . To be honest I think the above description of the Level 9 situation might happen and if so I'm fking looking forward to THAT sh*t.
I do know Kagerou literally has to come back.
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Like honesty. I did NOT forget about Daiji’s smile at crisped Ikki’s body
💀💀💀
Rn I have the baseless theory that (Similar to how a Type 3 cuts off their authentic selves and separates from their emotions as they sink lower and lower) that although Daiji's win over Kagerou could have been a very positive thing --If Daiji learned to confront his own internal problems instead of focusing on the recognition of the external ones.
Instead I think him cutting of Kagerou was also him cutting off who he is as a person in order to fit into this righteous, holy, "Justice" mode he believes is valued by the people he cares about. And now with whatever the hell is going on with DV-J
-- if Daiji continues to take L's ---
My dude will probably spiral because his curated self-image will be threatened.
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Interesting that the measure for “Love” is what’s used to make the curry hot.
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New Muses
Alright y’all, here’s the new muses that will be updated to the list. Hope y’all like what you see. 
DanganRonpa 1 & 2: Makoto Neagi, Hajime Hinata, Chihiro Fujisaki (He’s a huge Dick Dom, Cept with Makoto, then he’s his cute sub.) And all the DR1/DR2 Girls
Ace Attorney: Phoenix Wright & All of the Girls from the Series
Sonic the Hedgehog: Sonic, Shadow, Infinite, Femboy!Tails, and all the girls from the Game Series.
RWBY: All the Girls, Qrow, Sun, and Oscar
My Hero Academia: Deku, All Might & All the Girls
Super Smash Bros: Mega Man, Sonic, Pit, Bowser, Ridley, Ganondorf, and all the girls.
Megaman Series: Classic, X, Zero, Geo, Lan/EXE, Grey, and all the girls from their respective games.
Naruto: Naruto and all the Girls from Naruto Series.
Bleach: Ichigo & all the Girls from the Series
One Piece: Luffy & All the Girls from One Piece
Fairy Tail: Natsu, Gajeel, & All the Girls from Fairy Tail
Kingdom Hearts: Sora, Ven, & all the KH Girls.
Dragon Ball Z/Supers: Goku (Along with GT), Super!Broly, Gogeta, Vegito, And all the girls from Z/Super, and FighterZ
Shield Hero: Naofumi and all the women in the series. (Note: Bitchy gets rough asks only.)
Goblin Slayer: Orcbolg, High-Elf Archer, Priestess, Cow Girl, Sword Maiden, Guild Girl, Apprentice Cleric, Hero, Witch, Fighter, Wizard
Code Geass: Lelouch, C.C, Kallen, Milly, Shirley, Euphemia, Anya, Cornelia
BlazBlue: Ragna, and all the girls from the series.
Pokemon: Ash, & All the Girls, Poke Anthros throughout the series. (Pokemon asks are aloud as well.)
Fire Emblem Awakening/Fates/Heroes: M!Robin, M!Corrin, Male Summoner, And all the girls from Awakening, Fates, & Heroes
Persona 3, 4, 5: Minato, Yu, Akira, and all the P3, P4, P5 Girls
Accel World: Haruyuki Arita, Kuroyukihime, Chiyuri Kurashima, Fuuko Kurasaki, Yuniko Kozuki, Mihaya Kakei, Megumi Wakamiya
That Time I got Reincarnated as a Slime: Rimuru, and all the girls from the series.
The Magic at Irregular High: Shiba Tatsuya, and all the girls from the series. AKA Tatsuya’s Harem
Date A Live: Shidou Itsuka, and all the girls.
Akame Ga Kill: Tatsumi, and all the girls from the Series.
Kill La Kill: Ryuko Matoi(Futa), Satsuki Kiryuin, Nonon Jakuzure, Nui Harime, Mako Mankanshoku, Ira Gamagoori (Mako asks Only)
Undertale: Frisk, Fem!Chara, Undyne, Toriel, Alphys
MonMusu: Kimihito, Kuroko, And all the Monster Girls.
Kid Icarus: Pit, Palutena, Viridi, Phosphora, Pandora, Medusa
Totally Spies: Sam, Clover, Alex, Brittany, Mindy, Mandy,
Yu-Gi-Oh Series: The Chad!Yusei, Jaden/Supreme King, Yuma, Yugi, Jack, Joey, And the Girls from the Series
Helltaker: Helltaker, Subject 67, Loremaster, All the Demon Girls
Attack on Titan: Eren, Armin (Normal/Femboy/Girl), All the Girls
Fate: Ritsuki, Young!Gil, Astolfo, All the Female Servants
Sword Art Online: Chad!Yui & her Harem of Girls. NO KIRITO!!!
Ben 10: Ben (OG ONLY), Gwen, Charmcaster, Eunice, Julie
FF7 Remake: Cloud, Tifa, Aerith, Jessie, Red XIII
Disney Girls: Helen Parr, Violett Parr, Mirage, Mulan, Elsa, Anna, Moana, Rapunzel, Princess Jasmine, Jane (Tarzan), Meg (Hercules)
Demon Slayer: Tanjiro, Inosuke, Nezuko, Kanroji, Shinobu, Kanae, Kanao, Tamayo, Fem!Muzan
Komi-san: Tadano, Komi, Manbagi, Osana Najimi
Kobayashi Dragon Maid: Kobayashi, Tohru, Lucoa, Iruru, Kanna (Physically of Age)
One-Punch Man: Saitama, Tatsumaki, Fubuki, Psykos, Mizuki
Gravity Falls: Dipper, Mabel, Wendy, Pacifica
Nier: 2B, 95, A2
Highschool DxD: Rias, Akeno, Asia, Koneko, Xenovia, Irina, Rossweisse, Grayfia, Ravel, Sona (No Issei)
Rosario + Vampire: Moka/Inner Moka, Kurumu, Mizore, Yukari, Ruby Tojo (No Tsukune)
Danny Phantom: Danny, Sam, Valerie, Jazz, Maddie, Dani, Pauline, Star, Desiree, Ember, Kitty
Avatar: Aang, Zuko, Katara, Toph, Suki, Ty Lee, Mai, Azula, Jin, June, Princess Yue, Korra, Asami
Scooby-Doo: Shaggy, Velma, Daphne
Senran Kagura: Almost All Female Muses
Panty & Stocking: Panty, Stocking, Scanty, Kneesocks.
Crash Bandicoot: Crash, Tawna, Coco, Alt!Tawna, Isabella, Liz, Megumi
Legend of Zelda: Link, Toon!Link, Zelda, Tetra, Linkle, Lana, Cia, Shiek, Midna, Romani, Cremia, Malon,
Misc: Jessica Rabbit, Queen Tyr'ahnee, Callie Briggs, Felina Feral, Lola Bunny, Starfire, Blackfire, Raven, Terra, Supergirl, Batgirl Wonder Woman, Captain Marvel, Spider-Gwen, Nomu
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IOTA Reviews: Gang of Secrets
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Well... I'll give this episode one thing. It's better than what we got from both “Truth” and “Lies”, and it did do one of the things I hoped the writers would tackle this season. That's not saying much, but I'll take what I can get.
Let's get into the fourth (chronologically the third) episode of Miraculous Ladybug's fourth season: Gang of Secrets
We start off right after an Akuma battle, and while Cat Noir is eager for their victory fist bump, Ladybug seems to be on edge, insisting that they go on patrol. Cat Noir thinks of a place that they can relax at without talking... and he chooses to take Ladybug to see a romantic comedy.
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We're not even a minute in, people, and it already looks like Ladybug is considering using her authority as Guardian to take away Cat Noir's Miraculous.
Ladybug goes on a brief tangent summarizing what happened with Luka (which conveniently happens to reflect the events of the movie), and naturally isn't happy with the movie. Gee, it's almost like Cat Noir's plan was a bad idea. He seriously tries the whole “pretend to yawn as an excuse to put his arm around Ladybug” trick, so you can't tell me he didn't have romantic intentions here.
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Why Kagami couldn't accept Adrien's “true self” is beyond me.
After storming out of the movie theater, Cat Noir tries to emphasize with Ladybug (key word being “tries���) by going on about how “he knows what a broken heart is like”. At least he didn't ask if she was single now. Ladybug decides to go for a swim, but we cut back to Marinette's house, with Ladybug in her aqua form, implying she went to the pool while still transformed. And here's a big problem with the episode. In theory, I like the idea of Marinette stressing over her new responsibilities, as it could lead to some interesting plotlines. The problem is that when we get something like that in this episode, it's played entirely for laughs. At one point, Alya mentions hearing Marinette crying in the bathroom because of the stress she's been going through. And instead of being a dramatic scene, she just runs out in some Groucho Marx glasses for some reason, because according to the writers, we're supposed to laugh at Marinette suffering from a potential mental breakdown.
This just raises several questions about the way we're supposed to treat Marinette's behavior in this episode. Are we supposed to take this seriously? Not completely, because of how a lot of the “jokes” in the first act of the episode revolve around Marinette's anxiety being driven up to eleven. Are we supposed to see all of this as a joke? Not completely, because the end of the episode is when the writers decide to take Marinette's inner demons seriously. It leads to a very conflicting picture the episode is trying to paint with the way Marintte's conflict is portrayed.
We then cut to what seems to be the only thing the writers like to do with this character now, Alya acting like has control over Marinette's love life.
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Of course those are the only pictures Alya got of Marinette.
Uh... Alya? Honey? Have you even considered the fact that maybe Marinette didn't tell you about Luka because that's none of your damn business??? What gives you the right to know every single detail about your friend's life? I understand that you're a hardcore Adrienette shipper (and an unintentional metaphor for how obsessed the writers are with the Love Square), but why would Marinette be obligated to tell you about Luka?
I know that I asked Marinette if she told Alya about Luka in my “Truth” review, but that was because she continued to force the belief that Marinette still liked Adrien onto her. Yeah, I'm still confused as to why Marinette didn't tell Alya, but the difference is that I was more confused at her not explaining it, and felt it would have made the conflict in the New York special a lot easier. I don't think Marinette has to tell Alya, I just think it would make some things easier between them with how much Alya wants Adrienette to be canon. Marinette has no obligation to tell Alya anything about who she's dating. What goes on in someone's love life is a private matter, and we'll see that Alya has no regards for privacy.
Alya, along with Juleka, Rose, Mylene, and Alix, devises a plan to give Marinette a friendship bracelet to show their support for her. And as usual, Alix has the simple idea to talk to Marinette about what's going on with her, and of course, she's ignored. Sorry, Alix, but this is an Alya episode, where smart choices don't fly here.
We cut back to Marinette's room where we get a pretty good scene where Marinette confides to Tikki about how she knows she has no chance of having a love life. She points out how she had to end things with Luka because of her secrets, and knows that even if she worked up the courage to talk to Adrien, she couldn't do anything because of the same secrets. She can't tell her parents or friends about her secrets and is forced to lie to everyone all the time. The voice actress gives a good performance, and the animators did a good job rendering the red eyes Marinette gets from crying.
And then we get back to the stupid stuff, where Marinette decides to transform into Ladybug and demands Hawkmoth (even though he's Shadowmoth at this point) show himself. This is really just an excuse for the Girl Squad to barge into Marinette's room, where Rose sees the dollhouse Marinette uses to hide the Miracle Ball. Marinette quickly runs back in and tries to hide the the Miracle Ball from her friends, who confront her about her “problem”.
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No, real friends respect boundaries and don't demand to know every single detail about someone's life. They understand that there are secrets they don't have the right to know about. If Alya found out that Alix still needs to sleep with a nightlight and told everyone, would you really be surprised if she got mad at Alya for exposing this secret of hers? Right now, Marinette is clearly uncomfortable about telling her friends about a secret she has, and rather than understand she doesn't want to, they just keep pressing on, and don't care how unhappy she looks.
Unsurprisingly, Marinette tells them all to get out, saying she doesn't want them as friends anymore. Okay, so we're in every salt fic ever written now. Again, we get a good scene where Marinette feels remorseful for what she said (as understandable as it was), while the girls leave with their heads down.
Shadowmoth sends out an Akuma for the friendship bracelet, and because the object had personal meaning to all of them, Alya, Juleka, Rose, Mylene, and Alix all get akumatized into their previous Akuma forms, Lady Wifi, Reflekta (yet again), Princess Fragrance, Horrificator, and Timebreaker respectively. Shadowmoth calls them the “Gang of Secrets”. But they were akumatized because of secrets. Wouldn't a more accurate name be something like “The Honesty Brigate” or “Truth Troop?”
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When I reviewed “Felix”, I had talked about how the motivations for the three Punishers weren't didn't reflect their Akuma forms, which were twisted versions of what they were feeling like at the time. While the same thing applies here (as well as “Heroes' Day”, now that I think about it, though I always thought it was like a drawback to Scarletmoth's powers), the titular Gang of Secrets is actually a pretty good lineup.
I think my main problem in “Felix” is that we didn't get to see the three Akumas working together much because the writers were trying to prioritize Felix as the primary threat of the episode and failed miserably. Here, we get to see a lot of interesting combos and strategies I never really thought about. Lady Wifi uses her powers to freeze some civilians while Timebreaker skates by and absorbs their energy for her skates. Reflekta zaps some other civilians while Princess Fragrance sprays them with her perfume to brainwash them into looking for Marinette, even if it’s the only time this episode that we get to hear “At your service, Princess Fragrance~!”. Horrificator intentionally goes around scaring people while growing in size, acting as the muscle (even though she doesn't do anything in this episode). They all work surprisingly well together, acting like Ladybug and Cat Noir's own Sinister Six.
After making a new safe to hide the Miracle Ball, Lady Wifi breaks into Marinette's room again, so Trixx, the Fox Kwami, uses his power to create a mirage to distract her. But like when Plagg used his Cataclysm in “Style Queen”, it has a little drawback.
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The funny thing is that this doesn't even crack the top 5 in terms of weirdest things to happen to the Eiffel Tower in this show.
We cut to Adrien's room so the show can remind the audience he exists before he transforms into Cat Noir. The two don't meet up in person, but Ladybug tells Cat Noir to keep Timebreaker busy so she doesn't travel back in time while Ladybug goes after Lady Wifi. Of course, she doesn't have the friendship bracelet, but that wasn't Ladybug's plan in the first place.
Her actual plan is talking to Lady Wifi in an attempt to get Alya to break free of Shadowmoth's control. It's short, but it's a nice scene, with Ladybug explaining to Alya that even though they can't know everything about each other, they're still friends. So against all odds, Alya manages to reject the bond with Shadowmoth.
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Oh yeah, it's not like we saw Chloe reject an Akuma in “Miraculer”, right? And Chrismaster giving up his akumatized object for Ladybug to purify? That didn't count either. Alya is clearly the first person to ever do this, and this is why you should immediately accept what happens later on.
Alya tells Ladybug where the Akuma is, and in response, Ladybug gives Alya the Fox Miraculous, which she uses to transform into Rena Rouge... even though she was already benched in “Feast” for endangering herself by uploading a video about the history of the Guardians to the internet, just like how Queen Bee and Ryuko were benched earlier for similar reasons, and the latter only appeared again because Ladybug wanted to get Kagami away from Adrien. Because I guess we're just going to ignore one of the biggest plotpoints of “Miracle Queen” now.
The other Akumas have Cat Noir at their mercy, so Rena Rouge uses her Mirage to create an illusion of Marinette to distract them. Timebreaker goes off to chase the illusion, and while Horrificator, Princess Fragrance, and Reflekta are about to take Ladybug's Miraculous, Rena Rouge and Cat Noir are the ones to break the object. Overall, a really clever climax to the episode.
So after Alya returns her Miraculous to Ladybug, we cut back to Marinette apologizing to her friends, who never apologize for invading her privacy. And while she mentions Luka, Marinette suddenly talks about how hard is to confess her feelings for Adrien, something that was never mentioned in this episode, because the writers are desperately trying to encourage the audience to ship the Love Square again brutally shooting down Lukanette and Adrigami. And after all this, Alya goes back up after everyone else leaves because she can just tell Marinette has another secret. How does she know this?
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Okay, fine, Alya can be supportive of Marinette, and even her worst moments like the New York special were motivated by what she thought would make Marinette happy. A little misguided, and yeah, her teasing can be annoying at times, but she's ultimately there to help push Marinette to be honest with her feelings. “Reporter” is stretching it a little. No matter what the show likes to say, Alya isn't a good reporter. She barely verifies her sources and just posts things online. I'm sorry, but the Ladyblog is basically the superhero equivalent to TMZ. Alya probably doesn't even know who Joseph Pulitzer or Edward R. Murrow are, because rather than reporting the news to the public, she just wants to find things that will get her clicks on her website. Alya's biggest flaw as a character is that she is incredibly impulsive, but like everything else in the show, this flaw is never acknowledged, and is basically rewarded. Why do I say that? Well...
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I have a lot of mixed feelings about this scene. On the one hand, it's very well acted, and the interaction genuinely highlights Marinette and Alya's friendship. Before she tells Alya, Marinette is just opening her heart out to her friend, and the grievances are played completely seriously. Even the reaction Alya gives when she finds out is very subdued, simply showing her shocked face before she gives Marinette a hug, with no dialogue. It's a very profound moment, and it's arguably one of the best in the entire series. Even the ending card doesn't show an action scene, but rather, it continues to focus on the hug while the Kwamis watch.
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And thankfully, the episode doesn't end with the standard upbeat “Duh dun dun dun dunnnn, DA DA DA DA~!” track that almost every episode, no matter how depressing, usually ends with. It's just a really great moment, and a good way to end the episode... on its own.
When you think about previous episodes, like what I've mentioned with Alya, it's just strange that despite all the times she has shown herself to be bad at keeping secrets (like the aforementioned scene in “Feast”, posting a picture of her and Cat Noir kissing on the Ladyblog without her consent, and invading her privacy in this very episode, demanding to know her secrets), Marinette suddenly decides to give Alya a chance. Even worse, she had just said that she wasn't going to force her to tell her anything, which seemed like a strong character moment for her, but then the writers go back on the lesson and have Marinette do what Alya was trying to do the whole episode and tell her she's Ladybug.
Sure, Ladybug told Alya she was the Guardian and to keep it a secret earlier, but this lesson in keeping secrets should have stuck when she first became Rena Rouge in Season 2. I don't have a problem with Alya being Marinette's confidant (lord knows she needs one at this point), but I just don't think Alya is ready for this. It's the same thing with what happened with Adrien in “Syren”, by saying him immaturely threatening to quit being Cat Noir because of Ladybug's secrets was meant to show how he was ready to meet Master Fu even though it showed how selfish he was and was anything but ready. How is an episode where Alya tries to force Marinette into telling her everything she's keeping a secret meant to show she's ready to learn Ladybug's identity. Maybe if this episode kickstarted a character arc for Alya where she learned about why people keep secrets and that getting the truth isn't the right thing to do, culminating in a later episode where Alya learns Ladybug's identity, I'd be fine with that. As it is, this just had some poor timing and was the result of the writers not really thinking this through.
I guess I'm still interested to see where this goes, and how Marinette and Alya's friendship will change as a result of this. Maybe Alya can help Marinette get away to transform, or worry about her safety after an Akuma fight. Although the worst case scenario is that if Cat Noir finds out about this, he'll use it as an excuse to bitch and moan about how Ladybug is still keeping secrets from him and of course, she'll be blamed for whatever happens as a result of that.
Though I can't help but feel like I'm forgetting to mention something. Wasn't there someone else who wanted to know the truth about Marinette?
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OH YEAH, I FORGOT ABOUT HIM JUST LIKE THE WRITERS DID.
This is what really kills the episode for me, just how it goes back on everything established in “Truth”. The whole reason Marinette broke up with Luka in the first place (which motivated the conflict of this episode) was because she realized keeping secrets from him wouldn't lead to a healthy relationship. As much as it pained her, it was a necessary evil Marinette had to do in order to protect her identity.
But now you're telling me that it's okay for Marinette to tell Alya her secret? WHY? How is this any different from what happened with Luka? Like Alya, Luka also wanted to known the truth, but the only difference was the way he confronted Marinette. He calmly asked her about what she was hiding, and even though she couldn't tell him, he respected her boundaries, and they both managed to end things on good terms.
Alya, who has a history of exposing secrets to the public, who barged into Marinette's room and demanded she tell her all of her secrets, is more trustworthy than Luka? This is why I don't buy the writers making Alya Marinette's confidant. I get that they want to give her some more story presence after how she had mostly faded into the background in Season 3, but this just isn't the way to do it.
Barring that, what did I think of the episode?
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Yeah, it's just... it's just okay at best, mediocre at worst. There were a handful of decent moments in the episode, and some creative action scenes. Even stuff like Cat Noir's forced movie date and Alya violating Marinette's privacy isn't anything new, and unlike other episodes, the latter actually seems to apologize for that. The problem, as I already stated, was the ending. I think maybe the ending could have worked if Alya had found out Marinette's identity, but decided to keep it a secret. That way, it would make for an interesting dynamic, with Alya learning to be more responsible while secretly helping come up with ways for Marinette to get away to transform.
But as it stands, the episode is alright, but mostly forgettable if not for the ridiculous ending.
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thoubaguette · 4 years
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What are the Overlords Jobs?/ What do they do?  (Part 1)
👀I have yet to see a post about certain Overlords jobs so i decided to make my own! I’m mainly including overlords that we don’t really know what their job is. I’ll also include headcanon voices for them, If I have found one. 
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First off, this guy! I wholeheartedly believe this guy is a stuntman that died in the 70s. Down to the stripes and stars, he looks like if Evil Knievel went to hell. He strikes me as the very daredevil type, along with being very show off-y. I think his sin would be Pride (He’s also my favorite overlord, despite knowing absolutely nothing about him huehue)
Headcanon voice: Don Mclean ( Along with singing voice)
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The Theater Overlord(s) ! Most likely playwrights! Their whole thing is centered around theater/plays. Their designs are also very obviously inspired by the Comedy and Tragedy masks. They seem very dramatic and wanting to be the center of attention. I think their sin would be Pride. (Or maybe Envy?)
I think these guys are conjoined twins? If so, then they were probably born in hell. If not, I think the Theater Overlord probably died around the Renaissance Era. 
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Next, we got this fellow! Perhaps a weapon dealer? I think he’s got that look of someone who’d sell weapons. I’ve heard that demons salvage Angel Weapons and turn them into holy bullets/guns, daggers etc etc, and I think this guy would be in charge of that. He looks as if he died in the 1910s. 
( I also headcanon his assistants are these two lovely gals, they seem important)
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Sin? I’m definitive it’s Wrath. I imagine whenever he gets mad his flame thingy (?) blows up like Hades’.
HC Voice: That guy in the van | Amazing World Of Gumball
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Next we have Camia/Camille! Her name was revealed in Faustisse’s stream. ( I will find the timestamp when i have the time dw) 
EDIT: This is the stream when it was revealed  2:50:15 
Honestly, I have no idea what her ‘job’ is. I believe her, Zestial and Dinosaur Lady (Missi Zilla?) are all in Lucifer’s inner circle, so maybe they don’t necessarily have jobs? Regardless, she’s a badass and I spiritually know it. Sin? Greed or Envy maybe? I don’t have a clue. I don’t even have a guess at when she died. (If she did ever die)
HC Voice:  Mirage | The Incredibles (2004)
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Velvet! The reason why i included her in this list is because I actually think she runs a sweets/potion business. It’s mentioned that she likes making potions, and she always seems to associate herself with candy. If anything, I think Vox covers more of the Social Media area. He even has a wifi signal on his hat and chest. I honestly think she died somewhere in the 2000s-2010s. Sin? .. Gluttony??? Or maybe Envy??
Faustisse once said that VVV gang ALL had beef with someone in the hotel. Vaggie and Velvet rivalry perhaps? I might create a post about that, we shall see huehue
Heres Part 2!
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Dissolute
I shall spare you any introductions with this one. Just know that I shall atone for my crimes and make it up to Ed by some really fluffy fluff, very soon ♡ warnings: mild angst, not so mild NSFW word count: 1038 beta-tested on the sweet @masamune-archive​
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This feeling is nothing but a sin.
His own words were stuck on repeat as he stared at his reflection. There was no grace in his movements, no poise holding him together. He was ashamed to face the man in the mirror, the once proud harbinger of death, an unfeeling demon, reduced to ashes of his former self. The void inside him filled so suddenly, without permission, overflowing with a yearning he did not wish to give a name to.
He was nothing but a monster, unworthy of walking in her light. His mere presence near her was an insult and none of his smiling masks seemed to fit his face any more. He wanted to disappear, to no longer threaten her purity by his darkness, to escape the way she pulled him into the sun, her radiance blinding to his lifeless eyes.
Yanking his gloves off, he tossed them on the floor, scoffing at the sudden lack of contact with the fabric he was so accustomed to, stripped of the barrier which separated his blood-soaked hands from the world around him. A frustrated groan escaped him, realising his need for her was not only mental - the physical manifestation of his impure urges taunting him from underneath the layers of his outfit.
He wanted to ignore it, but he felt weak. Defeated before the the fight. Overpowered by the intensity of this burning thirst after something he could never have, something he could never allow.
Glancing at the pitiful mirage in front of him one last time, he surrendered to the call of his desire, sinking into the pristine while sheets of the bedding, eyelids fluttering shut, no longer wanting to see anything but the vision of her in his mind, his angel of mercy, his sweet Alice.
Releasing the clasp of his sword belt, he slid the holster of his sabre downwards, setting the weapon free and placing it away from his reach, disarmed in ways beyond that simple gesture.
Summoning her voice from his memories, he recalled the way she spoke his name, and bit down on his lower lip, swallowing the whimper forming in his throat.
He let his head fall backwards, messy strands of hair lifting away from the nape of his neck, stricken by a shiver, a ghost of her still lingering in the places she's touched when she held him earlier.
He bit down harder, a thin trickle of blood staining his lips crimson, stray droplets travelling down his jaw and neck. He relished in the pain, tasting the familiar hint of copper with the tip of his tongue. Dipping his fingers in, he smeared the red fluid across his pale skin in a mocking gesture, painting its surface with the same hot filth that he felt inside.
Why is my heart beating at such a frantic pace, in a rhythm so foreign I fail to recognise it?
If it is going to race this fast, I'd rather it just stop completely.
Forcing his mind still, he refocused, his previously scattered thoughts once again with Alice. He could still catch her scent on his shirt, enveloped by the vague remnants of her warmth - fleeting, beautiful and precious, igniting all of his senses.
Showing himself a little mercy, he stilled his hands, regaining control over the gentleness of his touch and he left out a ragged exhale, skimming over the exposed parts of his chest, attempting to imitate her caress.
Pushing all his doubts aside, he freed himself from the rest of his clothes, taking great care not to touch any of his sensitive spots as he discarded each piece of garment, denying himself the satisfaction of getting what he ached for.
One arm resting across his heaving chest, he let the other dive below, teasing his porcelain skin with the tips of his long fingers, nails ghosting over the tender expanse of his lower abdomen, muscles tensing in response.
He drew in a sharp breath when his wrist brushed over the velvety skin of his painfully rigid cock, hissing softly before continuing with the descent of his touch, stroking the inner side of his thigh instead, leaving his loins abandoned, twitching in dismay as he set his nails into the lean muscle of his outstretched leg.
Slowly, he dragged his hand upwards, soft and delicate, just like he imagined hers would be.
Feeling his racing heartbeat underneath the palm of his hand, quickening even further along with the vehemence of his silent confessions, her name dying on his lips, he reached between his legs at last, trembling digits winding around the base of his shaft, feather-like touches gliding upwards, just under the ridge of his sensitive tip.
Edgar allowed his grip to tighten, the gradual increase of pressure causing him to whine, the sound of his voice resonating through the darkness of his empty room.
Raising his free arm up, he muffled his cries with the back of his hand, stroking himself further with the other, the slickness of his pre-cum coating his cock in full. His back arched, hips thrusting forward, burying himself in the grasp of his fist with wild abandon.
His movements soon became erratic, the heat of his flushed skin a stark contrast with the coldness of the air. He could feel the pressure building up inside, failing to hold back a symphony of strangled moans, his peak so close he could nearly taste it.
Placing the pad of his thumb against the slit, he pressed down briefly, stroking his length with persistent fervour, edging himself towards release.
A wave of pleasure hit him and he let go, spilling himself all over his torso, his mind going blank for a few blissful seconds of sheer euphoria. He kept on teasing himself for a while, overstimulation setting his nerves ablaze, until he couldn't take it anymore, his entire body begging for a much deserved moment of respite.
Wrapping himself in the blankets, he sighed, bleary and spent, his consciousness slowly fading and he closed his eyes once more, the last of his thoughts still with Alice as he drifted off to sleep.
This feeling is nothing but a sin…
Yet still, I wish you could be mine. ________ Masterlist
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Biff’s Year in Music
2020 what can I say… I feel like this meme summed up the first half of it pretty well.
https://cheezburger.com/12209157/ant-man-meme-gives-a-recap-of-all-the-horrors-of-2020-so-far
Then to top it off this last week my son developed a spontaneous pneumothorax which basically is a collapsing of his lung for no apparent reason other than he is a tall thin white adolescent. To make matters worse he is 18 and COVID is raging in all the hospitals.  Thankfully my wife is an RN and should have been a lawyer as she was able to argue her way into staying with him.  Good thing she did because one the doctors fucked up so bad she gave him another Pneumothorax by turning a valve a wrong way.  Needless to say it has been a very rough year and especially rough week for me and my family.  Music has been and always will be the only constant positive release for me.  2020 had some great music and being home for almost an entire year now has led to a lot of music consumption.  The only other thing I did almost as much as listen to music was drink and cook food to match what I was drinking.  I’ve always loved beer and wine and dabbled in Whiskey but this year was the year of the cocktail for me.  I would discover a new alcohol type and then plan crazy elaborate dinners that cocktail would either be an aperitif of digestif for. Fun yes, healthy? …That is yet to be determined. I did take up running again to counter the amount I was drinking and eating and I would say that I have consistently worked out more this year than any other year so my liver might be fucked but my heart and lungs are strong.
So to start it off, this year saw releases from some of my all-time favorite musicians that I found nice and good even but never clicked or haven’t yet.  I had been eagerly anticipating Matt Berninger’s solo release all year and I dig it but strangely not enough to return to it unless I purposely tell myself to.  The same goes for Bright Eyes, Real Estate, Sylavan Esso, Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever minus Cars in Space (I played the shit out of that song), Bob Dylan, Bruce Springsteen, Car Seat Headrest, Dirty Projectors, Sufjan Stevens, Laura Marling (on first listen I thought easy top for the year then Fiona Apple came out and I haven’t returned to Laura Marling since), Damien Jurado, Jason Isbell, Neil Young (Homegrown had a special place in my heart for a month but again haven’t returned since August), Future Islands, Kevin Morby, and Busta Rhymes. All of these albums I do not hate or even dislike in fact some I liked a lot at first but just didn’t have staying power.  The following list are albums I loved that some stayed all year in rotation. Not in particular order but kinda like a Coachella poster if it’s near the top it’s one of my favorites of the year. I can be very longwinded on paper and very brief in person so I will try my antisocial tendencies to describe these albums. I will say for the most part the albums that hit this year are like comfort food music for my soul.
Waxahatchee  - St. Cloud – Home, comfort, introspective
Phoebe Bridgers – Punisher – Witty, production, great voice
Run The Jewels – RTJ4  - best running album ever. My favorite from these guys and best rap album I’ve heard in a while.
Jeff Tweedy – Love is the King. Maybe blasphemy but I like better than Warm. Perfect example of music comfort food. His biography is great too and so is the Summer teeth deluxe reissue.
Fleet Foxes – Shore – Beautiful, peaceful everything I needed from them and more. Side note Helplessness Blues was the first album review I ever wrote for ATR and I’m so glad I found those guys! Thank you for continuing the tradition.
Jeff Rosenstock – NO DREAM There was some good punk rock this year but this was the best also great running music. Rosenstock is now my go to for punk
Taylor Swift- Folk Lore- Story Telling, Sweater music, more music comfort food. And now Evermore continues the greatness. Dorothea might be my favorite track from both records. If you would have told me a Taylor Swift album would be in my tops for the year a couple of years ago I would have laughed you out of my face and now she has two albums in my tops. 2020 is one crazy year!
The Avalanches- We Will Always Love You- I’ve loved every single and was waiting for this to drop before posting this.  Well Worth the wait. I like it better than the Gorillaz release and that is saying a lot. It’s hard to have this many spot on features and keep a cohesive vibe! Johnny Marr meets MGMT is another need more of this collab.
Loma  - Don’t Shy Away- If 2020 could be articulated through music disorienting but also working from home has some perks. Good balance of weird and comfort
Adrienne Leckner – Songs- She writes great songs and performs them immaculately
Muzz- ST – The last show I went to before shutdown was Morrissey with Interpol opening and I forgot how much I love Bank’s voice.  This album is highly underrated in my opinion especially Evergreen.
Gorillaz –Song Machine – Best since Demon Days and Robert Smith/Damon Albarn Collab was never anything I thought I needed but now want more of. When Tony Allen died I went through a deep Tony Allen dive that was quite enjoyable. Great Drummer!
Dinner party – ST – The title explains it better than I can
Against All Logic – 2017-2019 – Kelly Lee Owens and this were the only electronica to stay all year both great running albums and If you can’t do it good do it hard is worth the price of admission alone
Hamilton Leithhauser- The Loves of your life- I love this man and I loved the walkmen. I feel he for me is like Frank Sinatra was for my mom. Not as sweet as a voice but can sing the hell out of a song.
Walter Martin – The world at Night- Another Walkmen member, this is another comfort food album it just feels right in my soul
Ka – Descendants Of Cain – Criminally underrated for too long this dude paints lyrical mood pictures like GZA.
Perfume Genius – Set My Heart On Fire Immediately – Beautiful Authentic Elegant
Fiona Apple – Fetch The Bolt Cutters  - Lyrically and sonically slays me. You have to like spoken word and weird rhythm texture but she nails both of those.
Bonny Light Horseman- ST – Great folk indie I just knew this was an album for me on first listen
Rose city band - Summerlong – Best new discovery, feeds my jam band meets indie soul
Strokes - The New Abnormal – I don’t know why this didn’t get more love? I loved it and The Adults are Talking is top five best Strokes songs.
Pinegrove- Marigold – More indie comfort food music
Bartees Strange – Live Forever – Second best new discovery. This dude is all over the place but in a good way. If you like this check out his singles where he covers many National songs.
Kelly Lee Owens – Inner Song- My Friend Antony described this better than I can at the current moment. Inner songs indeed.
The Killers – Imploding the Mirage- Most surprised album of the year, I’ve never been a big Killers fan but this one just wrapped it hooks inside me and didn’t let go all year
Young Jesus – Welcome to Conceptual Beach- Avant-garde or experimental music stretches me in ways that are very good for my soul and this one was such an album
My Morning Jacket – Waterfall II – Took a trip up to Humboldt in Early August and this was the soundtrack of the trip. Very much needed social distance return to nature vacation.
Hum- Inlet – I rocked out to this many a summer early fall evening sitting on my dock fishing and drinking beer.
Haim- Women in Music Pt. III – Best Haim yet and yes they are maturing into great song writers
Nation of Language- Introduction, Presence – Third best new discovery.. My friend Spencer at Shadows and Noise (a blog I’ve contributed to on occasion) accurately describes this album nicely. My wife loves Depeche Mode, New Order, and Erasure so this album is a new version of that genre that she and I can love together.
Coriky- ST – Half of Fugazi with a female drummer that sounds like classic Sleater Kinney in fact Fugazi meets Sleater Kinney is how I would describe this and that can’t be wrong!
EP’s Singles
James Blake- Before (Great marriage of his old and new)
Kruangbin & Leon Bridges- Texas Sun
Local Natives – Sour Lemon
Radio Dept – The Absence of Birds
Leon Bridges – Sweeter
Tom Berlin – Projections
Father John Misty – To S/ To R
Rostam- Unfold you
 Mank is one of the only great movies of 2020!
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starlight-ascension · 4 years
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My friend who live sent the reactions to Fresh PreCure is now watching Heartcatch (PART I LOST COUNT BUT THIS IS THE ONE WITH THE MIRAGE PRECURES)
skipping 35 and 36 because i don’t have the patience, i want to get right to the good stuff, kinda like when i skip songs i actually like on a playlist because one of my faves is up next
anyways
Reaction Highlights
Episode 37
“gotta be proud of all the progress every character’s made” 
What was THAT- OH FRICK HOLY FRICK HOLY FRICK GIANT EXPLOSION
After the theme song, she noticed that it was the same thing they were fighting at the end of the regular intro. 
She got really excited over the full group forte wave. The “WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” was 543 characters long including the almost 300 exclamation marks. 
“What's THAT... W...why is it glowing...” "My name is Dune, the Emperor of the Desert"  “!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
"Pesky Precure, no matter how hard you try, you can't stop me." “Uh, yeah they can, stupid.” 
[direct copy-paste] “Wait WHAT is THAT
The Castle Planet???????? 
WHAT??
WHAT?!?!?!?!?!!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??! D~= D~=- D~= D~= D~= D~= D~= D~= D~=
No, no, no, no, NO-- D~= !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” 
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NO NO NO NO NO 
Go! Go! Stop the Desert Seed or whatever it's called!
Destroy the HeartCatch Mirage?
How much time IS there left?
Final test? THIS should be good
[end direct copy-paste] 
“Alexa play Total Eclipse of the Heart. I can take it this time. ......Maybe. .......Probably not.” 
She really liked the wind chimes and mysterious glowy setting
She dramatically sang the line “MYSTERIOUS AAAS THE DARK SIDE OF...THE MOOOOOON!” followed by an “XD couldn't help it” when mirage moonlight showed up 
She would NOT STOP capslock cheering. 
She was especially proud of Moonlight, because Moonlight arguably had the biggest load to overcome. 
“YES ERIKA YEAAAAAAHHHHHH WOOP WOOP!!!”
“OKAY ERIKA ACCEPTING THE DARKER PARTS OF HERSELF AS PARTS OF HERSELF AND GIVING THEM A HUG ASDFGHJKLQWTYIOPZNM I LOVE IT <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *sobbing rainbows all over the floor*” 
She kept crying harder. And harder. And harder, especially at Moonlight’s part. 
“ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
...Wait...what about Tsubomi? We haven't seen any of her fight with her inner demons yet...I hope she's doing okay in it...
Yes, Erika, I think you did. :'-)
ToT ToT ToT ToT ToT <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Do all the Precure statues from passing the final test have that serene look? No matter how violently chaotic their personalities may be?” 
She skipped the ending theme song to get right to... 
Episode 38
at one point she sent 18 :-o emoticons in a row
she kept giving advice to Blossom through the whole episode, and telling her she doesn’t need to change the way she thinks she does. 
And then... “What's THAT... Oh no oh no oh no- No, no, NO--!!! Blossom, hurry...!!” *squirms in seat whimpering anxiously*
*after more talking to blossom* “NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! D~= D~= D~= D~= D~= D~= D~= D~= D~= D~= D~= D~= D~= !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She...she'll pass the test. 
She will. 
She has to.
*sings in wavery voice under breath* “dO-do-dO-Do-do...cOmMercIaL bReAk...”
She started cheering on Erika in capslock. After the battle began, during the parts where it showed Blossom fighting her shadow self, there was a total of 3 ;o; emoticons, 12 ToT crying emoticons, and 53 heart emojis. 
“OHHH SWEET MOTHER OF WHOOPEE CUSHIONS SO MANY HYDRA HEADS”  and then four FRICKs in a row
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SHE DID IT!!! SHE PASSED THE TEST!!! YES!!!!!!
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
YES GO DEFEAT IT
LOVING THIS BACKGROUND MUSIC 
WOOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH
DOUBLE FORTISSIMO AND DOUBLE FORTISSIMO YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
NEW POWERS NEW POWERS NEW POWERS
JIEGHIUREHGUEHGUIERHGUERHUERHIOHTWIOHJOIWHTURHURHGUHUGHRUHGJSKHGJKSHISUHUERWHURWHURHUHUIRWHTUIWHTUWHTUHTUIHIRJIJKDSJSIUHUIERHTUIWHTUWYTIORYTURHGJSHUGIHDFSUINDSUIJKSMOKMAIOJFIOEWNGUINGUSINGRUINHRUHWOHRUTHUTHWOUTWOITYRIGHSJHGUFBJNXJKNSJRNGUIREBGURIBGUIBFSUIGNRJGNRJKGNJKNSDKJGNSJKNMSJKMSJSMSIFNEIGNRUIGRUGBWUIRBTUYRHWTRWHTUIRYTURHGUIHUDHGOIJKSMKXMKNMXNUIXBIUGBUGIBGUIRBGWUBRWUOHRUTHWTURWHTUORJIOJSHXGIOFYDIOGYRTWIPTYWRITRIOGFLKHSKLGHJLSGHJXCVBXMNVBXCMVBXM,FDBGJBGIUEBGIRUEBGUIRBGJSNGRJJNSKMGNIRUBRWNGUIBEGUYBGUYEBNGINRJUEHNUGIBEHGIUEBGHUEBEHBGIUBRGURBEUGEHTEHTUIWHTURTRUHRUWGHOSFJGHJSJKGHRIUHJTKWHNHJVHJKHJKDFNGFDNGJFKGNFSGJKNSGJSKBNRUIBGRUIGBERUYBREITWUWNTJKRNGJKFGJKDFNJKGSNGJSGJREHIUEBGEUIGBEUETUNEJGENGJKGNJKDNJIHEUITHEIUJGNTJKNKDGMDFKMKLMDLKLEJTIOEYTIOWTYIRWOYIOHFDGJLHGJKHGDLFHGJGKFBNKCMCLXL,OGNGJNBUJVNMRIJEGNRUIEGNFJOSKMNRJKGNREGUENTEIGNUEIOJJGNEIRMGKOLGJENRKTHNUIEJNITUHNUJNFJIDSKJKLSKLUEIOHTIRUOEHUHKLL,DL,F,SL,LS,,F,RJGJREIHIROTWIOTRIHIOGHSGKHFG;GKDFNM,,CXNBKMX,BNKIHNETIOUHNTEOINHETOEMNIOTJEKLEIOTIYOJKKLGJKSGHKGKDFHJDKHJD;KLJDLF;HJDL;GJDFKLHJDHMNJKFNDGIJNUIGJKNXKLNGJKNNTTKRJHREIURIWOURUEOUIWHEIRIOGJGJJGHJFGJFKMFLD,CLOJRGORGNORGINGOIINEONEOMEIEJNHIHINTIOHNTEIHOEMKDMGLDJNGIOEHNUIREGNRSUIGHREGENGKLGMNKLRGNEIOGNRJKLGNSRIGOEHNR
(literally just keysmashed for the entire duration of the attack)
THAT WAS TOTALLY EPIC AND WONDERAINBOWMAGICAMAZINGBALLZTASTICALICIOUSLY AWESOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOME WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Yes. Yes. All of them are speaking great truths. When they grow stronger individually they're stronger together.
They're in the Precure hall of fame now
*sings* STANDING IN THE HALL OF FAME... AND THE WORLD'S GONNA KNOW YOUR NAME... 'CAUSE YOU BURN WITH THE BRIGHTEST FLAME!... YOU'LL BE ON THE WALLS OF THE HALL OF FAME!
"You don't need your shy and introverted self anymore?" Ooooh, now we get to see her response don't we
"That's not true." Yessss, and she gave her a hug and everything! "For me to truly be myself, I will need a bit of my shy and introverted self." YES!!!!!!!!
"That's why I also love my shy and introverted self." YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  YEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSS <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And that's the end! It ended on a happy note so I'm gonna watch the end theme 
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