#oh man i hope im not too offputting

[anamelessfool]

I've tried not to be intimidated by you because you're just a regular person, you've got this vibe of like wise mysterious person

I'm just really good at pretending I'm smart o___o;;;

Feel free to message me I am just as odd as the next duck around here

Thank you Anon 💕

[shinynx]

This game is rewiring my brain.. something is happening to meee!

[latibvles]

something to write about.

we are back with another one of these!! yay!! this week's prompt is recuperation — and so we're tackling willie and some post-bremen dilemmas, featuring John Brady no this isn't just an excuse for me to write them who said that? anyways im fond of them and this and I hope you are too :) me? posting at a reasonable time? unheard of.

It was almost offputting, how a phrase could change meaning in a little over 72 hours. Nothing to write home about becomes nothing you can write home about. Willie always struggled with writing letters, and Viv often teased her about how she’s the only person in the Hundredth who could struggle with making piloting sound exciting. Of course, Willie didn’t want it to sound exciting, even if she could manage that. She didn’t need Otto getting any wise ideas to end up on the fast track for enlistment. But now, there was nothing she could write home about.

Thirty people, gone, just like that. It was hard to be optimistic when there were no chutes to give some scrap of hope — and Willie hated watching June wipe Carrie’s blood from her hands almost as much as she hated watching Carrie get carried away on a stretcher, her collarbone a bloody mess haphazardly subdued with the sulfa powder and rag June held to it until she had to drop their bombs in the channel. They only knew how upset she was about the whole thing after she kicked her footlocker like it’d personally wronged her after interrogation.

If this is what it feels like being the last man standing, Willie hates it most of all.

That was three days ago, and now most of Mouse Hole’s flak holes were all patched up, and Willie’s certain that if she hopped into it right now, there would be no blood on that bombsight, no remnant of the fact that Bremen, in plain terms, had been a failure.

But that was nothing she could write home about, now was it?

She couldn’t tell home about the dead or about the hole torn through a nineteen-year-old girl. She couldn’t tell them about the flak or watching three planes go down or the engine fire. She couldn’t tell them that ten women she’d considered friends were gone, just like that — no funeral, no fanfare. She just had to live with it, like they all did, even if she still couldn’t make sense of what she’d seen and much less make sense of the fact that she’d have to witness it again.

“Willie?”

The sound of her own name catches her offguard — she wants to kick herself for the reflexive jolt her body makes at being caught offguard. But she turns her head and there’s John Brady, looking apologetic for startling her.

And that fact really makes her want to kick herself.

“Hey,” she breathes out, then inwardly cringes at her own lackluster response. Real smooth, Willie.

“Hi,” That makes it better. He walks closer still, nods, and Willie looks over the details of his face quickly. Furrowed brows and a bit of a tight lip — he’d given them that same look when they came out of interrogation. 418th. The first group grounded, huh. “What’re you doing out here?”

“Could ask you the same thing.” She counters, brows raising. This, however, makes him nod, the frown cracking a little bit. Good enough.

“I asked you first.” Willie clicks her tongue in mock surrender, then gestures to Mouse Hole — the Mickey Mouse decal grinning down at the two of them like a flak-happy lunatic — then gives him a half-shrug.

“Came to check on my house,” she explains, a statement that chips away at the rest of that tight-lipped frown and makes him smile a little bit. Much better. “Thought I’d catch Swanson out here or something. Wanted to ask a couple questions but now I guess I’m just having a staring contest with Mickey Mouse.” His brows shoot up towards his hairline and he chuckles.

“Oh yeah? Who’s winning?”

“Me, obviously. I don’t lose,” He makes a noise that she’s pretty sure, or rather, hopes, is a laugh — based on how the corners of his eyes crinkle a little, how he ducks his head down for a moment to rub the nape of his neck with a quiet muttering of ‘of course.’ Then he shoves his hands into the pockets of his jacket, tilts his head up to also, presumably, try his luck against the flak-happy mouse. He’s pretty bad at it though, because he glances at her again out of the corner of his eye.

“Where’s Viv?” Viv and Willie. Willie and Viv. Wherever one goes the other trails. Willie reaches up to rub at her earlobe a bit.

“Fifteen minutes behind me, probably. Or keeping the rest of them out of trouble,” Because that’s how it’s probably gonna be — she’s gonna make sure no girl walks home alone in the dark and I’m gonna sit and grumble until we make piss-poor jokes about it, just like we did over smaller things in Utah, Iowa, and Nebraska, too. “She’ll end up at the club one way or another.”

Brady nods, giving little more than an understanding ‘Ah’ and there’s a moment there where they lapse into something of a familiar quiet.

This, funnily enough, is the most normal she’s felt in days. She couldn’t really shake that restlessness that settled in after interrogation — a loud, harping feeling that she should be doing something. Which is at least half the reason that she came out here to begin with — to do something, maybe find something worth writing about on the hard-stands. I could tell them about Sandy Swanson and her crew of mechanics, or…

She looks Brady up and down for a moment. There was something assuring in knowing he didn’t seem off-put by her silence, that he was fine with sitting in it instead of prying words out of her that she couldn’t give. But words always came easier to her when she was comfortable anyway. And when it came to comfortable…

“You played well, last night,” Willie shoves her hands into her pockets. You always do. He raises a brow, his smile turning lopsided and boyish in a way Willie thinks she likes more than she reasonably so.

“You think so?”

“Well I’m no expert on the subject, but yeah,” Willie nods, affirming her own statement. “I do.”

There’s a look shared between them, and Willie feels that shyness starts to overtake her as it so often does when it comes to him. There’s the urge there, to say more: to show how much attention she pays to him when he picks up his instrument. There’s also the acute awareness that anything she says she’ll have to live with after saying it, and so she bites the inside of her cheek to keep from saying something too bold.

It doesn’t change the fact that he’d quickly earned a soft spot with her, whether he meant to or not. Maybe that was something she could write about.

…Not the soft spot— the band. The music. She hadn’t really talked about that part much, beyond that there is a band, and there is music; jazz most nights, meant to provide them with some means of relaxation day in and out. There are words the more she thinks on it, waiting to be phrased in the right way to statiate the needs of both her worrying mother and her too-curious little brother. If there’s a few sentences in there about an unnamed saxophonist being, in her eyes, maybe a little bit better than the rest — then it’s a good thing she censors her own mail.

She reaches up to pat the body of her fort twice, takes a couple steps back and gives him a once over.

“I’m gonna head over now, I think. So I don’t make the missus wait on me,” there’s a snort there that’s so uncharacteristically Brady, and yet somehow he makes it work.

“Right, okay. I’ll walk you.”

“Think I can’t handle myself, Brady?” He clicks his tongue, turning as she walks past to keep step with her. He mutters something under his breath that she doesn’t quite catch, then continues to look at her as they walk.

“You caught me. I’m trying to keep you from dancing on tables.”

“Damn, there goes my weekend plans.”

Laughing is a shared sound, his deep chuckle overlapping with her breathy one, and she likes the combination. They lapse into that quiet again, the comfortable kind that feels normal when everything else doesn’t. Willie says nothing of the fact that their shoulders bump every now and again — if this is as much of a reprieve as she’s getting, then she’s more than happy. She’s never been a greedy type, but she could start to be if it meant there would be more of this. She steals a momentary glance at him, before committing wholly to it with a clearing of her throat as they get closer to the long rows of huts that line the path to the Officer’s Club.

“You never answered my question,” Willie points out, and Brady responds with little more than another ‘hm?’ “I asked what you were doing out there, you never answered.”

Brady’s brows raise to his hairline and he nods slowly before looking away from her, tongue poking out to run over his lips for what feels like a full minute before he looks back at her with that boyish smile of his again. There’s that brief, fleeting thought that recuperation looks less like the shine of brassy instruments and more like the warm, welcoming glint in those gray-blue eyes of his. If nothing else, he’s serving as a pretty great reminder that she is not, in fact, the last man standing.

“Heard there was a mouse running around by the hard stands, wanted to make sure she wasn’t scurrying into any of the forts and trying to take off,” The smile on his face gets a little wider with every word. Willie can’t help it — she laughs a little louder than before, shaking her head, half-disbelieving and yet surprised all the same that she couldn’t come to that conclusion on her own.

“Seriously? Did Viv put you up to that?” She asks, not upset at all, but Viv had a tendency to worry so Willie wouldn’t be especially surprised if she had.

It’s the barely there shake of his head, ‘no’ that almost knocks the wind from her lungs, and even if she doesn’t write this part down: Willie knows her mind will return to this fact often. And she won’t be able to hide her smile when it does.

[bechdelexam]

so i just finished yellowjackets & oh wow i was absolutely not expecting that ending. or a cliffhanger ending in general. 

lottie matthews growing up to be david miscavige- i guess she was just too busy coordinating kidnappings to show up for the class reunion (if lottie survived, who else survived?) it will be interesting to see why misty doesn’t end up sticking with it

lmao at jeff living through some mediocre mob movie in the background all this time. going to be honest, that reveal felt a little bit sitcom-esque, overall not really a fan of that plotline. that hes read her diaries etc & still loves her did raise my opinion of him

if taissa wants to use black magic to win her state senate run i totally support her. & seriously i love her desire to be in control being undercut at all turns. again am very excited to see how this develops in season 2. i cannot imagine it will end well for simone

oh man jackie. did not expect that. personally im still not ruling out some kind of ritual funerary cannibalism, perhaps warming them up for ritual murder cannibalism. her last dream was the perfect level of offputting

personally i hope we find out more about the french-canadian dude who was living in the cabin next season. i also hope it chooses not to get more specific about whether or not the supernatural exists. 

[dissidiawol]

rating every single conceivable possible jose ship in the world

because everyone wants to see this happen

in the format of name: seen it? thoughts?

survivors

doctor: havent seen it. nope. she would be ableist to him.

gardener: havent seen it. she is a lesbian.

lawyer: seen it. i fucking hate you.

thief: if i have seen it ive wiped it from my memory. kill yourself.

magician: seen it. KILL yourself.

kurt: seen it. well definitely not for me but i dont hate it. its uncomfy for me but like as long as theyre having fun :)

merc: seen it. literally wtf are you TALKING about dude.

coord: havent seen it. jose helps coord figure out sexuality and gender identity but nothing more rly.

mechanic: havent seen it. i do not think they would work. also kevin would beat his ass.

forward: havent seen it. forward is so nice and awesome if it did ever happen i couldnt even be mad i trust him.

minds eye: havent seen it. i just cant. well. see it happening.

priestess: havent seen it. i dont think theyd like eachother shes kinda offputting.

perfumer: seen it maybe. hell no dude hell fuckin no are you crazy get the fuck outta here.

dancer: havent seen it. this chara is kinda nothing to me. not his type.

kevin: of course ive fucking seen it. i think its funny when kevin hates joses guts. im not a kevjose believer but im an ally because i have to be in order to survive.

seer: kinda seen it? jose would be like confused but interested in seers whole Thing. unfortunately seer is a little shrimp boy and is more like a household cat than a potential romantic partner

soppy: no. no.

prospector: i have seen this. its ok..

enchantress: hopefully havent seen it. they havent had a single positive interaction in their lives. she has good reason to dislike him and even put a curse on him.

murro: i have now seen this. hes too old for jose there i said it. hes joses uncle friend. they have a familial bond whilst not being related.

acrobat: seen it. i will smash acrobats fingers with a hammer. i will open the floor beneath acrobats feet and make him cling onto a rope for dear life while crocodiles snap at him from below. i will tie acrobat to the roof of my car and drive into a series of signs and lampposts.

jose: weirdly enough i havent seen this one. he hates himself it wouldnt work.

demi: seen it. SLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY.

postman: havent seen it. not his type.

gk: havent seen it. nah. 

luca: unfortunately seen it. sorry folks extremely extremely no way in hell ever thats his lil italian SERBIAN brother. there is no non-brotherly dynamic here.

entomologist: NO. NO.

painter: have seen way too much of it. FUCK you edgar VALDEN. i hope edjose shippers DIEEE.

batter: somehow seen it. um.... no. i dont think its very tasteful.

toymer: havent seen it. idk man naw.

emil: havent seen it. emil deserves a nice slow recovery and a loving healthy relationship and while jose would be there to support him he would not be romantic with him this is what i believe.

lucky guy: havent seen it. joses too old for him. there isnt like a huge age difference just like in spirit and soul. joses a grown man with a job and lucky guy uses deviantart.

ada: havent seen it. he would be like oh shes pretty hot and then hed hear more stuff about her and be like hmmm no nevermind im ok actually.

orpheus: havent seen it. so... hes a survivor now i guess..... um. i dont know man. maybe i could respect it. i like orpheus. i think it could be ok. EDIT: usually when i change my mind i just backspace but i think its funny to keep it like this anyway. anyway i condone this. i might kin orpheus a little bit im not sure but i can get behind this this is fine by me. shame it literally doesnt exist though. EDIT 2: its my goal to make this as long as possible. yeah i kin him now whatever dude. im an orphjose ally shoutout to my oomf id put it at maybe third best jose ship.

little girl: not even entertaining this one

weeping clown: yes... ew....... i hate this dude. mr ableist hatecrime shalt not be allowed anywhere near my man. hes so pathetic in the worst way.

professor luchino: no. i dont really care to think about this rationally i just think he flops super hard.

hunters

qi xi: no. shes a lesbian and she has a girlfriend.

composer: no. why did they make a character whose just like several others hes so useless id rather he didnt exist this isnt even about shipping anymore just Why are you here bro.

alice: no. ud be insane to think id side with anything that isnt alimelly at this point.

leo: havent seen it. nuh uh bro.

smiley face: havent seen it. dude are you fucking kidding me? thats the JOKER.

jack the ripper: havent seen it. jack i will blast you with my flamethrower.

gk deluxe: havent seen it. as much as i love gk i just cant say i see it.

soul weaver: havent seen it. theyre good friends but thats it.

michiko: havent seen it. no way dude.

feaster: unfortunately have seen it. step the fuck back mother fucker im armed. so nasty.

wu chang: seen it. although they didnt do anything Wrong i think hed hold a grudge against them anyway for the whole everything and also i hate it.

joseph: HEHEHEHEHEHEHE. HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE.

mad eyes: no. i will rip all your skin off and glue it back on inside out

dream witch: havent seen it. now hang on. thinks deeply. she might be his type. the fans dont want to hear this but..... the milf appreciator has logged on.

robbie: thats his nephew. thats his little boy.

luchino: havent seen it. lets just say.... heh........ No.

mary: havent seen it. [sweeps your ankles]

bonbon: this is a robot. this is monokuma.

disciple: havent seen it. yeah no. folks if were all being honest here nuh uh.

antonio: havent seen it. jose hates music next question.

galatea: havent seen it. i couldnt say yes to this even if i wanted to.

undead: SHUT. UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP.

funny wheel men: havent seen it. no they hate everyone.

grace: sadly seen it. thats his daughter dude no fucking way.

waxist: no. no.

nightmare: havent seen it. EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.

clerk: no. what?

misc

hermit: no. jose would HATE HIM.

night watch: no. he may be an adult but hes still teenaged to me he would not go out with a 19 year old.

joses old crewmates: i know hes fucked at least one of his crewmates before. i know it i know it i know it.

ME: omg so true best otp together forever

[weirdmageddon]

you know i wonder if shigesato itoi was inspired by twin peaks/david lynch besides tanetane island for the whole rest of mother 3 too?

the small natural town setting where we get to know everyone, begins with a tragedy that unravels the fabric of the town, the town hides secrets about its true identity. the world shows how easily corruptible it is. the roadhouse/club titiboo share a similar feeling. chapter 6. leder’s disposition (and his fucking bell). the sound effects and ambience in areas of the game. a mix of the mundane, tragic, and surreal. people saying odd things with no context to follow up with that leave you feeling slightly offput. the griminess of that dirty cafe that has really good songs on the jukebox (the first one sounding incredibly twin-peaks esque). man by the time i post this i’d have thought of even more but it would be too late to add

oh..laura palmer’s theme is also known as the “love theme” from twin peaks

and the ending. the ending oh my g

remember when itoi said he wanted to make the audience uncomfortable or “betrayed”

but he ultimately decided to instead end it kind of depressing but above all ambiguously and whatever the player thinks happened is right... thats very similar to david lynch’s philosophy

dont forget the lynchian film mood essentials to account for everything i missed

i hope im not the only one whos seen the resemblance.. i mean we know for a fact from an interview he took inspiration from twin peaks for the tanetane island segment so he HAS seen it and liked it enough to take some elements over...but i feel a deeper inspiration is underlying the foundation of the whole game in a way

i wonder if anyone else has made this connection

[dillydedalus]

october reading

i finished my masters thesis this month (yay!) so while i still read quite a lot for escapism i was also operating on no more than 2 braincells at any time, and one of those braincells was just. continuously screaming. so any incoherence or whatever here is. because of that.

i am sovereign, nicola barker a fantastically weird & enjoyable novella about a house-viewing gone wrong that eventually blows up the novella form. i don’t want to give away the meta aspect too much, even tho it’s not entirely unpredictable, but it is so very entertaining and delightful to read. had such a fun time with this. also has a great cover. 4/5

the lifted veil, george eliot i’ve only read middlemarch by eliot, so a 75-page novella about the supernatural sure was... different. it’s fine, but nothing special imo. i enjoyed the first chapter, which sets up latimer, a soft young man with the gift of foresight/telepathy and his fascination with his brother’s fiancee, whose mind remains opaque to him (....twilight???), but the second half is pretty meh. 2/5

the notebooks of malte laurids brigge, rainer maria rilke (read the german obvi) loved the beginning of this, where morbid, too-intense, death-obsessed author-insert malte laurids brigge walks around paris, seeing everyone carry their death with them, which then makes him think of the deaths he has witnessed in his childhood. the parts about his childhood in a danish noble family were also good, but it really lost me with the overtly poetic, weird historical/religious stuff?? feel like this might have been a victim of termin master’s thesis like maybe that’s not the time for poetic, fragmentary, modernist-ish novels. 3/5

wie der soldat das grammofon repariert, saša stanišić (read in german, english translation by anthea bell) i really enjoyed stanišić‘s memoir herkunft last year so i went back to his 2006 classic, about a kid called aleksandar growing up in yugoslavia and eventually fleeing to germany as a refugee during the war. it’s very similar to herkunft in story, although the presentation is very different. honestly overall i found it a bit Too Much, too long & too stylised in its structure. but like, i can see why it’s so popular. 2.5/5

i capture the castle, dodie smith i really liked this! cassandra mortmain is a very strong narrator, the atmosphere of the dilapidated castle and the dysfunctional family are great, & i was surprised by the crushing poverty of the family in the beginning - cassandra obviously attempts to cover this up both in her own head & in her journal, but for much of the first half or so i was genuinely really worried for the kids - and this makes rose so much more sympathetic in her resolution to escape poverty. i was less convinced by the whole love quadrangle this book got going on, but on the whole this was very charming, but often very melancholy in a far deeper way than i expected. 4/5 

the death of vivek oji, akwaeke emezi my second emezi this year, altho sadly neither of them have lived up to the glory of freshwater. this one is about (gender) identity, grief, trauma, love, and solidarity/community based on otherness, which are similar thematically to freshwater, but in a novel that is, i would say, both more stylistically conventional and more hopeful/uplifting (altho it is still very depressing in parts). i enjoyed this on the whole, but it just doesn’t grab you by the throat the way freshwater does, and the reveal/central mystery just feels a bit lacking. 3/5

gott wohnt im wedding, regina scheer listen, this book is probably more competent & historically interesting than literarily great BUT it’s literally (literally) set around the corner from where i live, i know pretty much every single place & business mentioned in it & the house troubles are extremely relatable, if a lot worse than what i am currently experiencing. anyway. this novel is centered around a house in berlin-wedding & the people who live in it & it's about the holocaust & the porajmos, current discrimination against sinti&roma, the history of the wedding, gentrification, familial trauma & all that. it’s very interesting historically, slow but still very readable, and like.... i just really love the wedding! it’s kinda shitty & depressing but i love it!!! 4/5 the only good indians, stephen graham jones note: the elk in this book is not what you, a european, think of as an elk. that’s a moose. anyway, this is a horror novel about four native american men who hunt for elk when, where and how they shouldn’t have and ten years later find themselves pursued by a vengeful elk spirit. i enjoyed this! the scenes where shit goes down were certainly very horrible & gruesome & very sad as well. 3.5/5

solutions & other problems, allie brosh this book really is out there & exists. anyway hyperbole & a half was like, one of my formative internet things and i still love it a lot. this book is second only to the winds of winter in eternally getting pushed back and back and back, so this even getting published was def a pleasant surprise. it’s still really funny, and the weird ugly drawings are still amazingly effective, but this one is. very sad. some really bad shit happened to brosh inbetween and it’s kinda a downer (i mean the first one had the depression saga but this one... is darker). 3.5/5

a supposedly fun thing i’ll never do again, david foster wallace .....i might have to stan dfw, just a little bit. like, i read infinite jest when i was way too young to appreciate it (still traumatised by the uh. creative use of brooms tho) & i have NO intentions of ever rereading it BUT this essay collection was so good that i may just have to read a lot of his other stuff. particular highlights are the title essay, about a cruise journey, and an essay about the illinois state fair, two things that feel particularly fascinating and offputting in equal measure in this year of plague, where even the idea of being in enclosed spaces with many people freaks you out. but i also really appreciated his essays on david lynch & television & fiction, even if i don’t agree with all of his takes. he just has such a good voice! funny, smart, precisely observed but always with a strange spin. 4/5, minus points for too much tennis, but oh well

gruppenbild mit dame, heinrich böll (group portrait with lady) marcel reich-ranicki criticised this book for being, essentially, a sloppy mess and that’s kind of accurate - it’s definitely too long & a bit draggy & böll (and the narrator/“author”) go on tangents and into details with indulgence & abandon, but it’s also... kind of brilliant? the way the “author” collects material and testimony on leni (the lady), her family, coming-of-age and the love affair with a soviet forced labourer that made her an outcast, constructing a documented history of her while leni herself remains ever elusive, the focus on structure, architecture, construction, the endless loops of self-justification (pelzer’s insistance that he is not inhuman, the real estate tycoon’s insistence that they just want what’s best for leni & that her resistance to profit-logic is abnormal)... there’s so much in here, and a lot of it doesn’t need to be there, but a lot of it does. 3.5/5 

sweet fruit, sour land, rebecca ley very lyrical, quiet, feminist climate dystopia. it’s good, well-written, very evocative of hunger and loss, a dystopia but really more about grief and identity, and i read it during the last few days of my master’s thesis and thus have absolutely nothing to say about it. 3.5/5

i also & this will be a shock, dnf’d burning down the haus: punk rock, revolution & the fall of the berlin wall, a book about the east-berlin/german punk subculture. it just felt like a longform essay artificially extended into a 400-page book & the writing was pretty basic in a music bro tries to be deep and like, subversive and shit kinda way. 

[theonstyles]

Eurovision 2017

[lunatic-fandom-space]

Im gonna liveblog the english dub of Arc-V in a few moments but before that a summary of my thoughts on VRAINS

Hey

This gonna be my first (but certainly not my last) longer post! Whoo! Are you excited? Yeah, you should be

So first of all what am I even doing here? Im trying to watch the english dub of every single ygo series because I like them but have a pretty low attention span and need to do something while watching, which is very difficult with the sub. Also I wanna interact with the fandom already but I dont wanna get spoiled so im trying to catch all the mayor plot beats first. I am planning on watching both the sub and the german dub later tho so don't worry.

Now, i had to look up the order in which you watch the series and I read the list wrong so I accidentally ended up watching VRAINS before Arc-V so there's that.

Now let's get into the summary/review part of this thing!

Okay, so the series has 120 episodes and I found a bit hard to get invested for like, the first 50 episodes or so. Im not sure why exactly, it was just exhausting to watch and I wasn't really all that invested in Yusaku and Ai's relationship which really sucked because I adore the concept of them but idk, man. I think it's because they focused on Ai as more of a comedic character rather than on him as Yusaku's teammate and partner but that might just be the english dub so i'll asume it's a lot better in the sub.

Then it significantly picked up when Flame and his Human Partner (cant remember his name rn sorry) joined the gang and we got to meet the other Ignis as well. Then they all died and it felt like the series hit of bit of a low again but then Ai and Roboppi got human bodies and I thought it was very good until the series ended. I even got surprisingly invested in Yusaku and Ai's relationship (though that might be because Im a sucker for That Specific Trope if you know what I mean).

Another issue I had was the newer art style. Like, the animation was great and I absolutely adored the character designs but i dont know, man. I feel like the art style of previous series was so distinct and sharp but this feels like it's missing something. It still looks like YGOs art style but like if it was mixed with like. some random generic anime art style yknow? So that was kinda offputting to me.

I also didnt really like the world building aestetics (if you understand what im saying). Remember, i watched this right after Zexal so I went from this charming, pretty whimsical city full of lil litterbots and people wearing these funky lil dueling monocles and having these cool communicators to this kinda generic metropolis with people having these normal ass phones and those bullshit minimalist duel disks. So yeah, i really hated that. I did really like the overall feel of Link Vrains and the data storms though so there's that.

Another thing that bothered me a bit is that, in contrast to the previous series that had sci-fi elements for their world building and actual magic for their main plot points, VRAINS only had sci-fi elements with the exception of like souls existing i guess.

Now, I dont think thats a bad thing necesserally, it was just a bit off again. I think they did a fine job with the Ignis as a sort of replacement for the usual magic shit. I really hope we'll still have the magic stuff in Sevens (im assuming it's still there in Arc-V) though.

But yeah, judging by the fact that I didn't like about half of VRAINS and the fact that, when I looked up that list a video called something like "Yu-Gi-Oh Sevens might just be the worst anime" (wether it's the worst ygo anime or the worst anime in general wasnt specified) came up, it seems like Arc-V is gonna be the franchises peak for a while so, I guess im pretty hyped? Idk

I don't really know anything about Arc-V going into it (as I said, im avoiding direct contact with the fandom until im done with atleast the english dub) but when I was reading ygo fanfics on Ao3 I saw some Arc-V tags that mentioned atleast three or four characters whose names start with Yu-. And if there's one thing I know about this franchise it's that only the main characters get to have names starting with Yu- and there's only one of em.

A thing that I would absolutely adore (and the thing that im hoping will happen) would be if we had like a Yami/Yuugi partnership thingy but with like. three or four characters, yknow what i mean? Like, Im not trying to get my hopes up too much but god, I'd love that

Theres also this weird, probably irrational concern I have that theyre gonna do like... some weird shit with DID. I really dont want them to try that. Not because I dont want people with DID to have that kind representation but because I dont trust this franchise that do something like that in like. a good way. Idk, its just the way they had characters deal with trauma or shit that shouldve been traumatic in the past, it just wasnt that great. Again, I realize this probably the most unlikely thing that could happen but still.

So yeah, im pretty excited and im gonna start live blogging soon so if you dont wanna get spammed with YGO-shit, unfollow my blog.

(Jk, just block this tag: #Luna Liveblogs YGO)