#psalm zero

[that-vibe-i-cant-explain]

I normally don't buy entire series at once but those Murderbot books look like tiny, thin potato chips and you know what they say about potato chips

[justalittlesolarpunk]

I’ve teased it. You’ve waited. I’ve procrastinated. You’ve probably forgotten all about it.

But now, finally, I’m here with my solarpunk resources masterpost!

YouTube Channels:

Andrewism

The Solarpunk Scene

Solarpunk Life

Solarpunk Station

Our Changing Climate

Podcasts:

The Joy Report

How To Save A Planet

Demand Utopia

Solarpunk Presents

Outrage and Optimisim

From What If To What Next

Solarpunk Now

Idealistically

The Extinction Rebellion Podcast

The Landworkers' Radio

Wilder

What Could Possibly Go Right?

Frontiers of Commoning

The War on Cars

The Rewild Podcast

Solacene

Imagining Tomorrow

Live Like The World Is Dying

Books (Fiction):

Ursula K. Le Guin: The Left Hand of Darkness The Dispossessed The Word for World is Forest

Becky Chambers: A Psalm for the Wild-Built A Prayer for the Crown-Shy

Phoebe Wagner: When We Hold Each Other Up

Phoebe Wagner, Bronte Christopher Wieland: Sunvault: Stories of Solarpunk and Eco-Speculation

Brenda J. Pierson, Claudie Arsenault: Wings of Renewal: A Solarpunk Dragon Anthology

Gerson Lodi-Ribeiro: Solarpunk: Ecological and Fantastical Stories in a Sustainable World

Justine Norton-Kertson: Bioluminescent: A Lunarpunk Anthology

Sim Kern: The Free People’s Village

Ruthanna Emrys: A Half-Built Garden

Sarina Ulibarri: Glass & Gardens

Books (Non-fiction):

Murray Bookchin: The Ecology of Freedom

George Monbiot: Feral

Miles Olson: Unlearn, Rewild

Mark Shepard: Restoration Agriculture

Kristin Ohlson: The Soil Will Save Us

Rowan Hooper: How To Spend A Trillion Dollars

Anna Lowenhaupt Tsing: The Mushroom At The End of The World

Kimberly Nicholas: Under The Sky We Make

Robin Wall Kimmerer: Braiding Sweetgrass

David Miller: Solved

Ayana Johnson, Katharine Wilkinson: All We Can Save

Jonathan Safran Foer: We Are The Weather

Colin Tudge: Six Steps Back To The Land

Edward Wilson: Half-Earth

Natalie Fee: How To Save The World For Free

Kaden Hogan: Humans of Climate Change

Rebecca Huntley: How To Talk About Climate Change In A Way That Makes A Difference

Christiana Figueres, Tom Rivett-Carnac: The Future We Choose

Jonathon Porritt: Hope In Hell

Paul Hawken: Regeneration

Mark Maslin: How To Save Our Planet

Katherine Hayhoe: Saving Us

Jimmy Dunson: Building Power While The Lights Are Out

Paul Raekstad, Sofa Saio Gradin: Prefigurative Politics

Andreas Malm: How To Blow Up A Pipeline

Phoebe Wagner, Bronte Christopher Wieland: Almanac For The Anthropocene

Chris Turner: How To Be A Climate Optimist

William MacAskill: What We Owe To The Future

Mikaela Loach: It's Not That Radical

Miles Richardson: Reconnection

David Harvey: Spaces of Hope Rebel Cities

Eric Holthaus: The Future Earth

Zahra Biabani: Climate Optimism

David Ehrenfeld: Becoming Good Ancestors

Stephen Gliessman: Agroecology

Chris Carlsson: Nowtopia

Jon Alexander: Citizens

Leah Thomas: The Intersectional Environmentalist

Greta Thunberg: The Climate Book

Jen Bendell, Rupert Read: Deep Adaptation

Seth Godin: The Carbon Almanac

Jane Goodall: The Book of Hope

Vandana Shiva: Agroecology and Regenerative Agriculture

Amitav Ghosh: The Great Derangement

Minouche Shafik: What We Owe To Each Other

Dieter Helm: Net Zero

Chris Goodall: What We Need To Do Now

Aldo Leopold: A Sand County Almanac

Jeffrey Jerome Cohen, Stephanie Foote: The Cambridge Companion To The Environmental Humanities

Bella Lack: The Children of The Anthropocene

Hannah Ritchie: Not The End of The World

Chris Turner: How To Be A Climate Optimist

Kim Stanley Robinson: Ministry For The Future

Fiona Mathews, Tim Kendall: Black Ops & Beaver Bombing

Jeff Goodell: The Water Will Come

Lynne Jones: Sorry For The Inconvenience But This Is An Emergency

Helen Crist: Abundant Earth

Sam Bentley: Good News, Planet Earth!

Timothy Beal: When Time Is Short

Andrew Boyd: I Want A Better Catastrophe

Kristen R. Ghodsee: Everyday Utopia

Elizabeth Cripps: What Climate Justice Means & Why We Should Care

Kylie Flanagan: Climate Resilience

Chris Johnstone, Joanna Macy: Active Hope

Mark Engler: This is an Uprising

Anne Therese Gennari: The Climate Optimist Handbook

Magazines:

Solarpunk Magazine

Positive News

Resurgence & Ecologist

Ethical Consumer

Films (Fiction):

How To Blow Up A Pipeline

The End We Start From

Woman At War

Black Panther

Star Trek

Tomorrowland

Films (Documentary):

2040: How We Can Save The Planet

The People vs Big Oil

Wild Isles

The Boy Who Harnessed The Wind

Generation Green New Deal

Planet Earth III

Video Games:

Terra Nil

Animal Crossing

Gilded Shadows

Anno 2070

Stardew Valley

RPGs:

Solarpunk Futures

Perfect Storm

Fully Automated

Advocacy Groups:

A22 Network

Extinction Rebellion

Greenpeace

Friends of The Earth

Green New Deal Rising

Apps:

Ethy

Sojo

BackMarket

Depop

Vinted

Olio

Buy Nothing

Too Good To Go

Websites:

European Co-housing

UK Co-housing

US Co-housing

Brought By Bike (connects you with zero-carbon delivery goods)

ClimateBase (find a sustainable career)

Environmentjob (ditto)

Businesses (🤢):

Ethical Superstore

Hodmedods

Fairtransport/Sail Cargo Alliance

Let me know if you think there’s anything I’ve missed!

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

i do so desperately want to read properly but like. my skill level has stagnated and i just do not understand what adult fiction is saying. And when i try YA it feels weird seeing middle schoolers learn about the power of friendship or teen romance drama or whatever. how do I get over this roadblock. I feel like the stupid ulysses ogre except im struggling to put together themes in books made for tweens while not even enjoying myself.

I mean I think the most crucial thing here is being nicer to yourself about what you consider to count as reading "properly," and also to recognize that "adult fiction" is not a monolith

like, what adult fiction are you reading? litfic by people with MFAs? graphic novels? charmingly formulaic romances? the scary evil DARK romances that are allegedly ruining the publishing industry? 600 page fantasy doorstoppers loaded with politics and made up names? charmingly formulaic mysteries? fast-paced thrillers? self-published furry erotica with plot? cozy science fiction? all of that can fall under the heading of adult fiction, and it's barely scratching the surface!

the world is your oyster, so find the stuff that clicks with you and pursue that; it will feel more worth it if you're actually enjoying yourself. there's absolutely zero reason to put yourself through the strain of reading something "smart" if you aren't enjoying it, and anyone who has something snooty to say about somebody reading for fun is, to put it lightly, an asshole.

it may also help to focus on fiction that's really short or really unsubtle, or both. again, contemporary romance novels are seldom shy about telling you up front what the themes are, and that's not a dig—I love romance novels! and shorter reads, like novellas or short stories, may also be interesting, since they generally need to be a bit more compact in getting the idea across.

have you heard of the Murderbot Diaries? I haven't read them but man, people love those. some other books that spring to mind when it comes to keeping it simple: Portrait of a Thief by Grace D. Li, A Psalm for the Wild-Built by Becky Chambers, Kaikeyi by Vishnavi Patel, and virtually anything by Silvia Moreno Garcia, who writes across a wide variety of genres.

I'd also like to offer the radical suggestion that you don't need to 100% totally understand everything that happens in a book to enjoy it. like, yes, it's nice to understand what's going on, but it's totally chill if you spend some of it just floating along enjoying the story and waiting to see what will happen next. I'm currently reading Toni Morrison's Beloved, and while the prose is brilliant, I'm also struggling to keep track of everything going on! I'm doing a lot of doubling back and rereading to make sure I'm keeping up with events, and even then I'll still miss things and be uncertain of my understanding until something later in the book can offer confirmation. and that's fine! there are tons of books I've loved to pieces while also struggling to understand everything being shown to me: NK Jemisin's Broke Earth series, Stephen Graham Jones' My Heart is a Chainsaw, Alison Rumfitt's Tell Me I'm Worthless, Tamsyn Muir's Harrow the Ninth and Gideon the Ninth. in many cases, rereads are helpful here! and also awesome!

also, hey, if you're struggling to make sense of something, great news: other people also read those books! options will vary depending on how well-known the book is, but generally someone else will have taken a crack at explaining it. google "[book name] synopsis" or "[book name] review" and you could get anything from a sparknotes to a wiki synopsis to a professional book review to an amateur book review to a youtube channel breaking it down in excruciating detail. and you don't have to take their analyses at face value, either—you're ALSO practicing media literary when you ask yourself "do I agree with this review? why or why not? why might this reviewer have arrived at such a different conclusion than me? what could have influenced their opinion? how does this fit, or not fit, with my understanding of this book?"

just have fun and be yourself dude you'll be fine out there xoxo

[anniflamma]

Hey, just realized that last year it was YOUR art that I saw that reignited my curiosity for the David and Jonathan story. It inspired me to actually write their romance myself and also read other authors that had already done so. I’ve only read How The Mighty Are Fallen, and having seen some of your recs, I’ve decided to check out The Prince’s Psalm as well. What dissatisfies me about what I’ve read, though, is the Christianization of the legend as well as the white-washing of David or Jonathan. Like these dudes would NOT be blonde and blue-eyed! Also, in How Are The Mighty Fallen, the author borrows a lot from Greek mythology (which I found boring) while the Prince’s Psalm sticks to the Judeo-Christian version of the story. None of these really sound like they were written in the time David is believed to have actually lived, at least in terms of cultural practice. Or rather, none of them explore WHAT ELSE the culture could be. Also, no one seems to like Michal much. Like they treat her character like horse dung.

For my version, I’ve decided to take the best of both these books and write a Jonathan x David story that is a) more fantastical in its mythology, involving the other deities in the Canaanite pantheon kinda like Madeline Miller does with TSoA, b) take advantage of historical sources and write a world where women have more agency and family dynamics are more nuanced to their times, c) give Michal a role in the story outside of her being David’s wife, d) throwing out Christian sentiments that get in the way of depicting this time period and running wild with the gaps in historical sources. I also include other Caananite/Hebrew mythological creatures as well.

idk how successful I may be, but there’s not many people on here that care so I thought it wouldn’t hurt to share with you. If you’d like to be a beta reader, well, I’d be happy to share what I’ve written so far. I’d appreciate your take on things.

As much as I love The Prince's Psalm by Eric Shaw Quinn, there are many things I would critique on. And you’ve perfectly pointed out some of my issues with it.

For one, it’s clear the author isn’t from the Middle East, nor are that good on describing the setting and lacks cultural specificity. You could put this story into any environment with minimal changes. The book skips alot on sensory and cultural details: no descriptions of food ingredients or aromas, clothing patterns, musical styles, or cultural ceremonies. People dance, sing, and eat, but the narrative never delves deeper. If I recall correctly, the only actual recipe mentioned is David’s mother making lentil soup.... with zero details about herbs, spices, or even the type of lentil! It’s like me writing about my mom’s moqueca and just calling it ‘fish stew’ without elaboration. The Prince’s Psalm falls into this this alot. It borrows cultural basics but never explores them.

Then there’s Michal… Oh, poor Michal. What did they do to you? It’s funny, while reading this book, I had the revelation at Michal isn’t the ‘unreasonable bitch’ some adaptations paint her as. View her as a human being, and her hatred for David makes perfect sense. Imagine your ex-husband’s lackey drags you back to him, forcing you to abandon your current family. Your new husband sobs, begging you not to leave. Your father and eldest brother are dead. Your ex (now husband again) tries to get rid of your younger brothers. Then you catch him dancing naked in front of the Ark of the Covenant. Of course you’d snap! Yet The Prince’s Psalm still frames her anger as irrational, including her arc revolves entirely around men. Tbh I thing she was pretty much dropped at the end of the book. Like she kinda dissapeared and never mentioned again once David ran away from Saul. But either way, she marries her crush, and that very night... before sunrise.... she discovers David has left their bed to sleep with his brother. Yeah… her rage is justified XD. But I think my biggest gripe is that the story never really sympathizes with her....

Despite all this, I still love The Prince’s Psalm. Maybe because it was my first explicit queer romance adaptation of David and Jonathan’s story, so it holds a special place in my heart. But it’s not above criticism!

But your idea of writing your own David/Jonathan story is something I’ll always support! And including the Canaanite pantheon? Huge plus!!

Right now, I’m beta-reading for @doc-davey’s Book of Saul, though I’m pretty slow with edits... SORRY, DAVEY! 😅 But I’m always open to beta-reading more stories!

[is-the-thing-actually-jewish]

are otters or songbirds more jewish i have an argument to settle

Rating: Songbirds, but there's a makhloket

The majority opinion holds that songbirds are more Jewish than otters, as it is written, “Even the sparrow has found a home and the swallow a nest for herself in which to set her young near Your altar, O LORD of hosts, my Sovereign and my God” (Psalms 84:4). There are many other texts that mention songbirds throughout the Tanakh; there are zero results for “otter” as referring to the animal on Sefaria in our sacred texts.* Thus, the simple answer is that songbirds are more important in Judaism, and therefore more Jewish, than otters. Additionally, medieval Jewish illumination such as the famous Bird's Head Haggadah depicts Jews with human bodies and the heads and beaks of birds, indicating a close connection between Jews and birds:

However, as is Jewish tradition, we preserve the following minority opinions as well: 

Otters are more Jewish than songbirds: Songbirds were created on the fifth day of creation, while otters, like humans, were created on the sixth day. Therefore, otters are closer to humanity, and Jews are part of humanity, so otters are more Jewish than songbirds. (Genesis 1:20-24) Furthermore, this photo from the Cincinnati Zoo speaks for itself:

Both otters and songbirds are equally Jewish: Psalms 50:10-11 reads “For Mine is every animal of the forest, the beasts on a thousand mountains I know every bird of the mountains, the creatures of the field are subject to Me.” Clearly, this covers both otters and songbirds, so both are equally Jewish. Furthermore, otters and songbirds both look extremely cute in yarmulkes, which may not be halakhically relevant but feels important to state nonetheless.

Neither otters nor songbirds are Jewish; however, they are righteous gentiles under the Noahide covenant: To be Jewish means to be bound by the Abrahamic covenant in relationship with the Holy One. As animals are neither descended from Jewish parents nor have the agency to choose to be bound by the covenant made between God and Abraham, as human converts do, neither otters nor songbirds are Jewish**. However, following the great flood, God said to Noah, “I now establish My covenant with you and your offspring to come, and with every living thing that is with you—birds, cattle, and every wild beast as well—all that have come out of the ark, every living thing on earth. (Genesis 9:9-10). This covenant, symbolized by the rainbow, is God’s commitment to every living thing (clearly including both songbirds and otters) that God will never flood the Earth again-- something every one of us can support.

*(okay, there are three results: one is a typo for “utter” as in “our otter ruin” and the other two are German). 

** My cat, however, is definitely Jewish.

[papathe5th]

🅂𝖆𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖈 🅂𝖍𝖎𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘; a papal bestiary

entry one: the wolf

a small collection of notes, head canons, canon-adjacent thoughts, and an imagined scenario featuring The Lycanthrope Papa Emeritus I and a Sister of Sin as the reader-proxy;

🐺 While his brother Zero was the first to be blessed with the Gift, and the one to make an art of it as the first composer, lyricist and singer of Ghost, Papa Emeritus I was fittingly the first to make a science of inhabiting Satan’s shifting skin;

🐺 He was past his prime when he succeeded in his endeavours, but he had jotted down every step it took him to perfect this talent; it was his own gift to every Papa that would one day walk in his shoes; and you found these notes while cleaning his office

🐺 He wanted to be turned inside out, to reveal the proud, powerful and predatory spirit that still lived inside him even as his body was slowly failing him

🐺 Becoming the true prophet that the Old and New Testament besmirched as the false one meant becoming the wolf they warned the world against; and the wolf (Farkus) he was named after

🐺 figuratively, he ditched the sheep’s clothing as soon as he stepped onto the stage; the psalms that the ghouls have composed were honest to their unholy cause and he was a willing mouthpiece as he preached them

🐺 literally, he became more animal than man when the moon called to him; and he eagerly listened as it made him feel young again;

🐺 physically, he was still stuck between demon and mortal, his body hair growing to cover him like his vestments, his fingers ending in claws and his feet padded by beans that made running feel like a breeze; he was as fast as the wind under the full moon and as agile as he had been in his youth while he was a circus performer;

🐺 his eyes remained the same, recognisable in this new guise; but shined with more light, the stars mirrored in them; he could see in the dark and he saw you sneaking around The Ministry gardens

🐺 you were one of the fans who became devotees of the Devil, part of a fresh new batch of souls that The Clergy used to fill His bottomless pits with the love He deserved;

🐺 “Where do you think you’re going, Sister?” He growled at you and you gathered all your courage to speak back to the predator that cornered you in the hedge maze; from his bright white eye you knew him as your Papa and prepared to be scolded not savaged: “I…I came to watch the moonflowers bloom.”

🐺 in his years-long efforts to achieve the lupine form that he now loomed in over you, he had even tried plant-based potions to extend his life; he reinvigorated the grounds instead, growing the plants himself;

🐺 in this superior, but still mortal form, could hear your heartbeat and knew that it was gearing you up to sprint; but you didn’t; you were on your knees like you had been during during Unholy Communion

🐺 Papa leaned in like he was preparing to place The Body on your awaiting tongue; “On tonight of all nights?”

🐺 “They’re supposed to bloom tonight;” you said, sounding as sure as you were scared; you were wearing the same black dress from the Mass; black candle smoke and your sweat now clinging to it; he saw your nervousness even in the chapel, even in his old, withered form; in this form, he knew that all those nerves were just you hyping yourself up to go out during the full moon

🐺 “Come,” he huffed, blowing his hot, humid breath over your face, down to your neck and over your chest; “You’re going to miss it;” his, big, white and furry paws picked you up and you were placed on his elongated spine and broadened back;

🐺 you rode him all the way to the moonflower trees at the edge of The Ministry territory; “They’re beautiful,” you gasped at the sight of them unfurl their petals ever so slowly; their perfume filled your now empty lungs

🐺 Papa agreed, a deep growl in his furry chest that you fully felt behind you; he had berracaded your body between his two large front legs, placed on either side of your thighs as they sat stop your folded legs; you were kneeling once again before something devine: the Angel’s Trumpet shyly opening up to you;

🐺 he watched them with you, not immune to their beauty, but he could only hold back the beast for so long; he would not wait for you to bloom too before he bend you over on all fours

🐺 “Papa,” you looked behind where the wolf that was your superior in every sense was clawing at your skirt; the force of him and your fear made you fall on your forearms after struggling to hold yourself up on your hands

🐺 “Don’t act coy, Sister.” Papa pulled you back against his fur-covered crotch, snatching your hips with one paw wrapped around them and over your belly. “You knew what hunted the gardens on a full moon.”

🐺 You called to him again; you couldn’t know if your voice carried all the way to the dormitories, but you knew that his howls would;

🐺 the weight and heat of his cock was on the small of your back and you shivered against the chill that ran up your spine; and you arched it, your body preparing itself for the penetration even as your mind was racing to catch up with what was happening

🐺 He blew some more air over you, heating you up and keeping you safe from the cool night air; “You knew what you were getting into;” pressing his cock between your spread out thighs, he let you feel it burn between your ass cheeks; he rubbed himself between them, smearing ungodly loads of precum, letting it spill down to your pussy lips

🐺 “You wanted to be my bitch,” he lowered his head again, his snout between your shoulder blades; and, as he put his big bulbous cock head between your petals, he ripped the top off your shivering back with his large white fangs; and he wrapped them around your neck, holding you up, but not sinking them into your skin

🐺 as you froze in fear and submission, sitting still in your mating position, Pala pushed himself inside, one inch at a time; he was too much, but you couldn’t get enough; his cock was not a fit, but your body squeezed around it instead of stretching to take him all in; and it made him even more wild;

🐺 Papa was holding you up, his big paw possessive and firm on your womb; as you shook from your toes to your fingertips, he held you; and when the womb he was so protective of came down on his cock, collapsing warm, wet wall all around him, he gave one last push and invaded you;

🐺 he was the first to fall, rolling to the side in the grass and taking you with him; both his paws were wrapped around you, keeping you still as you struggled to come down from your orgasm

🐺 “Easy, Sister,” he licked along the side of your neck, soothing your burnt out nerves; “You’re hurting yourself,” he groaned and you felt it more than you heard it, his large chest rumbling once against against your back;

🐺 Papa did try to calm you, but you were far from relaxed; his cock was stuck inside you, a bulbous knot swelling up around your stretched out lips; and they held him between them like a French kiss

🐺 “The Angel’s Trumpet,” he spoke, deep inside his throat, and your ears burned with the hotness of his breath blowing against it. “It’s beautiful, but deadly. They attract little moths like yourself during nights like these,” he licked the sweat dripping from your forehead; and he continued to lick you until he reached your mouth and you kissed his snout mindlessly;

🐺 it seemed to take him by surprise because he yelped; a shock from you followed when his cock twitched and more of his come came out of it and inside of you

🐺 “Papa,” you clung to the claws that covered your body, over your belly and your breasts;

🐺 “They’re not safe to touch, are they? Is that why you planted them all the way out here?”

🐺 “I see you’ve been reading my notes, Sister,” his tongue returned to your face and you finally got your French kiss;

🐺 you had been reading more than just his notes; you’ve found his journal and couldn’t help yourself; his new skin, the one he slipped into fully during the full moon, was more virile than the one he was growing old in; but he wasn’t fertile; your womb had never and will never be more filled with seed, but nothing would sprout after tonight

🐺 as you reassured yourself you would not bare him any pups, he made you moan with one last load of come before his dick deflated enough for him to escape your continuously contracting cunt

🐺 “You better head back now. You’ve already inhaled too much poisonous pollen.” Papa laid you down on the ground gently, but cruelly left you alone to walk back bow legged and half-naked to the dormitories; this was your punishment for not following his orders; a work of shame

[margindoodles2407]

So for those of you wondering:

Midnight Mass went great! It was so beautiful, it was said entirely by candlelight and some angel of a person even took it upon themselves to put a candle in every single window. And our windows are HIGH UP and NARROW. It was GORGEOUS

And by the Grace of God. I didn't die. And was able to sing the psalm with absolutely ZERO hiccups despite having not practiced it before. Twas the Holy Spirit truly coming in clutch there. Thank You :D

I did have a moment of humility though because, in my psyched-out-of-my-mind-more-nervous-than-I've-been-since-I-was-in-seventh-grade-and-asked-to-sing-O Holy Night-state, I accidentally joined our priest in intoning the Gloria. It was highly embarrassing. But again, by the Grace of God it was the only major mess-up of the entire night. Once more, Thank You Holy Spirit for literally everything.

Also we sang the Creed in Latin and that was rough cause I don't know it that well, but I already knew that was coming so I just sang it more quietly than normal

Thanks everyone for your prayers! I'm so positive they're the reason I didn't fall on my face and die :) Merry Christmas!!!

[ghost-popcorn-bucket]

In honor of a week's passing since the release of RITE HERE RITE NOW, here are my... unadulterated notes from the theater.

🚨WARNING🚨 Contains spoilers for RHRN!

what day is it???? FRIDAY BITCH

kaisarion -> trailer scene

rats

"never to return" sobbing

faith!!

spillways. seestor in wheelchair. psalms????? cctv screen warped

cirice. kicks rain out of the way. bat suit. eye to eye -- emeritus eye ooh

fog??? reddi whip???

absolution --literal fireworks

sodo stealing his thunder like a dickhead

ritual -- sodo continues but rain stops him / flashes yousuck at him

call me little sunshine in full gear

con clavi with tha thurible

bullfighting bro??

watcher in the sky

jumps into a box

nihil marital problems with seestor in tha box

third 7 inches song???????? holy shit???

ghost farts

if you have ghost -- 3 ghoulettes on strings, 1 vocal

vocal ghoulette has nihil face paint on?????

boxing time

twenties

skeleton dancers with weird feet shoes

thongs and nipple pasties

year zero in even more getup, intercut with old movies// pyrotechnics

he is // mortality moment, nostril shot

"so the people know you have given everything, and that you have nothing left to give"

nihil resurrection

SCOOBY DOO ASS NIHIL/SEESTOR MUSIC VID FOR MARY ON A CROSS

mummy dust

...where did you feel it

KEVIN JESUS

shoe change -- ashley also sock reveal

RESPITE ON THE SPITALFIELDS AUGH

rain doesnt get water

encore - kiss tha gogoat, danca macabre -- skellies get pants, ghost says happy pride fr, they have an orgy

SQUARE HAMMER RAAHAAAAA

one last one up the poop chute???? does split kick midair

the moon landing??? hot air balloon??

HE GOES TO SPACE WHAT THE FUCK

COPIA HAS A TWIN

SEEESTOR FUCKING DIES I CALLED IT

FATHER IMPERATOR

when it all burns down -- check if its a new track -- feels very 70s

[haveyoulistenedtothisalbum-poll]

Tracklist:

Foreign Spies • Instant Psalm • Zero Sum • Colours Fly • Eyes & Mouth • Don't Get Me Started • Tiptoe • The Slip • No Words • Bodies Laughing

Submitter's note: The Smile is a trio formed by Thom Yorke and Jonny Greenwood from Radiohead and Tom Skinner from Sons Of Kemet

Spotify ♪ YouTube

[fr0gleggs]

Ethubs and Unrequited Devotion

1. How Christianity Encourages Codependence by KC Brown 2. Building the Redstone Shop! - Hermitcraft 10 #8 by TangoTek (7:44) 3. Cop Car by Mitski 4. Psalms 121:6 5. Last Life #5 - Boogieman Business by Ethoslab (23:08) 6. This reddit post by u/DeadSpiderInPocket 7. Zero at the Bone by Jane Seville 8. Last Life: Episode 7 - BETRAYED by Grian (31:55), transcript by beacon-lamp 9. art by @panidanya

[eretzyisrael]

JOSEPH’S DREAM

At the beginning of parsha Vayeshev, Jacob’s favored son Joseph tells his brothers about his dreams, which seem to imply that he is superior to them. The first dream starts: “Behold, we were binding sheaves in the midst of the field, and behold, my sheaf arose and also stood upright, and behold, your sheaves encircled [it] and prostrated themselves to my sheaf.” (Gen. 37:7). Joseph is known as “ha Tzaddik” (“the righteous one”) so it can’t be possible that he tells his brothers about his dream just to make them feel small. But what is the deeper message Joseph is conveying? Rabbi Zvi Belovski zeroes in on one seemingly redundant line in Joseph’s depiction of the first dream “…my sheaf arose and also stood upright��.” Once the sheaf is described as having risen up, why is it necessary to add “also stood upright?” To explain this, Rabbi Belovski refers to a verse in Psalms, “Who will go up to the mountain of God, and who will stand in His holy place?” (Ps. 24:3). The Maggid of Koznitz (Rabbi Yisrael Hopstein, 1737-1814) explains that climbing the mountain and standing on the mountaintop are two different levels of spiritual growth. Climbing the mountain means coming close to God; standing on the mountain means staying close to God. The twelve sons of Jacob were spiritually elevated individuals, and they all merited to come close to God. But only one – Joseph – was so saintly that he maintained his connection to the Holy One no matter the situation. Even after being betrayed by his brothers and sold into slavery, Joseph had faith in his Creator and never gave in to despair. May we be blessed to find such moments of closeness to the Divine, and may we find the strength to dwell in them for as long as possible!

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32 of Our Favorite Sci-Fi Reads for National Science Fiction Day

Duck Prints Press LOVES kicking off the new year with one of our favorite annual recommendation lists: science fiction stories (ideally queer, but it wasn’t required) to celebrate National Science Fiction Day! For this year, 14 Duck Prints Press contributors suggested a whopping 32 awesome science fiction books. Note that there’s no overlap with last year (by design) so make sure you also check out Our Ten Favorite Science Fiction Reads of 2022 for some more titles to add to your 2024 TBR.

Our 2024 Science Fiction Recs:

The Kaiju Preservation Society by John Scalzi

Hench by Natalie Zina Walschots

Little Mushroom by Shisi

Always Human by Ari North

More Than We Deserve by Nicola Kapron

Sorcerer to the Crown by Zen Cho

Ocean’s Echo by Everina Maxwell

Aurora Rising by Amie Kaufman

Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao

CrashCourse by Wilhelmina Baird

Light from Uncommon Stars by Ryka Aoki

We Have Always Been Here by Lena Nguyen

Emergent Properties by Aimee Ogden

Victories Greater than Death by Charlie Jane Anders

Gideon the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir

The Fever King by Victoria Lee

All Systems Red by Martha Wells

Infomocracy by Malka Older

Zero Sum Game by S. L. Huang

Binti by Nnedi Okorafor

Unconquerable Sun by Kate Elliott

Psalm for the Wild-Built by Becky Chambers

This is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar & Max Gladstone

Trigun and Trigun Maximum by Yasuhiro Nightow

Legend of the Galactic Heroes by Yoshiki Tanaka & Katsumi Michihara

In the Lives of Puppets by T. J. Klune

Mega Man by Ian Flynn & Pat Spaz Spaziante

Mega Man Megamix by Hitoshi Ariga

Ghost in the Shell by Masamune Shirow

Once & Future by A. R. Capetta & Cory McCarthy

Five-Twelfths of Heaven by Melissa Scott

The Big Sigma by Joseph R. Lallo

Want to come read some of these books with us? Join our 2024 Queer Book Challenge on Storygraph! One of our challenges there is to read a queer science fiction book, and there’s a lot on this list that’d count!

You can check out all our sci-fi recs on this Goodreads shelf.

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A discourse of Alucard of Hellsing and Yhwach of Bleach - Main Post

"If I had a nickel for every time I feel for a black-haired, mustached man with powers of many eyes, I'd have two nickels-- which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice. Right?"

This quote is my description...let me explain....this contains spoilers....

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Also, thank you @toxictaicho via this post.

It bloody started this blog...

This is Yhwach...with his two variants.

...this is his ability called the Almighty, okay?

And this is Alucard....with his three variants...

...this is his two ability, okay?

#1: Control Art Restriction System

Main article: Control Art Restriction System

Alucard releasing restriction to Level One

Being too powerful to be left on his own, his power is restricted by the "Control Art Restriction System 《拘束制御術式, Kōsoku Seigyo Jutsushiki》" which has to be accessed by the approval of "Cromwell 《クロムウェル, Kuromuweru》." There are shown to be four levels of restriction and corresponding states, with lower numbers meaning greater levels of power. Alucard can release his power up to Level One by himself, but he needs his master's approval to release his final state—Level Zero, the lowest level, allowing him full access to his most devastating powers. His gloves, which are engraved with the Hellsing seal, are the mechanism and the source of Hellsing's control over him. The psalm "The Bird of Hermes is my name/Eating my wings to make me tame" etched on his coffin is his pledge of loyalty to serve the Hellsing family after his capture. So not only does his coffin serve as his resting place, but it also serves as the promise and contract he made to the Hellsing family. - via Hellsing Wiki

#2 Familiar Control

"Alucard can summon forth anyone's soul he had completely taken over at will. During the battle of London, Alucard released Level Zero, his final restraint, and unleashed all souls that he possessed to roam freely, wiping out the entire Ninth Crusade and almost all of the Last Battalion. He had thousands, if not millions, of familiars, including Tubalcain and Rip Van themselves, culminating and expanding to over three million during the climax. In the end, all of them had been slain, save for one" - via Hellsing Wiki

#2.5 Baskerville

At some point, Alucard defeated and consumed the hound of Baskerville, a demonic black dog. The form and shape in which the hound appeared varied, as it manifested sometimes huge or tiny, bulky or thin. Nonetheless, the hound possessed powerful destructive capabilities. However, Baskerville was swiftly killed by Walter; the control ratio changed, and Luke Valentine emerged from the hound's corpse. - via Hellsing Wiki

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So you see the similarity between them, right?

Which are...

Black hair.

Many eyes on their abilities.

Now add this...

Count Form

Alucard is also capable of appearing as he did during his reign as Vlad Dracula in a form referred to as "Count Version 《伯爵Ver., Hakushaku Version》" in the guidebook. In this form, his general stature is unchanged, save for being perhaps slightly bulkier. His face appears to age from that of a young adult to that of the middle-aged man that he was when he died, and he grows a short, full beard and mustache. His hair also increases in length to his mid-back and becomes wild and unkempt. His attire changes from his usual suit to a full set of gunmetal grey plate armour and a tattered black cape with red inlay and a high collar, closed in by a rope (chains in its initial appearance). He acquires a broadsword, which hangs from one of three belts at his waist. He also appears more reserved and stoic.

- via Hellsing Wiki

Which are...

The mustache.

You kind of who he is....because yes, this is Vlad the Impaler.

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Just extra links:

Yhwach via TvTropes:

Emperor Yhwach

"Conflict is always such a bitter affair."

Species: Quincy

Weapon: Curved sword

Schrift: A - The Almighty

Voiced by: Takayuki Sugo (JP), Richard Epcar (EN)

The Emperor, The King and progenitor of all Quincies. Born over 1,200 years ago.

Ax-Crazy: It is very obvious from the moment we first see him that Yhwach is an immensly dangerous and homicidal individual, with an instinct for killing that is rivaled only by few. For starters, his introductory scene features him blasting off his subordinate's arm just to get his attention. His penchant for wanton brutality is incredibly disturbing, whether it's lobbing limbs across the room or obliterating corpses to make sure they're dead. He will kill even his own men if he can benefit from it, or even just because he can. His cool, calm smile at the sight of his carnage truly compounds that something is quite wrong with this man. While he keeps it hidden most of the time, this aspect of his personality becomes more evident the closer he comes to his goals.

Berserk Button: Yhwach seems very averse to someone telling him about what'll happen in the future, as Eibern fatally discovers when Yhwach asks if the Arrancar is a "prophet." Given the initial loss of the Almighty, it makes sense how he dislikes others treading in what he considers his domain.

Blood Knight: Despite claiming to be a lover of peace, the man literally thrives on warfare and violence. When the Soul Reapers end up getting their Bankai back (besides Zanka no Tachi), Yhwach simply... smiles. It quickly turns into a wide, maniacal grin. Not only did he expect them to regain their Bankai, he was looking forward to it. During his second battle with Ichigo, he could've immediately defeated him using The Almighty, but chose not to because he wanted to personally enjoy the fight for as much as he could, seeing it as some twisted form of "father-son bonding time".

Dark Is Evil: The Quincy have a preference towards cladding themselves in all white. Yhwach stands out among his men due to being the only Quincy who wears dark clothing; in particular, a dark maroon cloak which he wears over his white uniform. It makes him look like he's permanently enclosed in shadow. It is also very fitting with his dark, ruthless nature as a being who thrives on violence and death to prolong his own life. He commits a brutal slaughter on Seireitei with many Soul Reapers, including Captain-Commander Yamamoto, losing their lives. He cares for his men not as people, but rather as fuel sources to extend his life when their use inevitably expires. It's strongly implied that the reason the Quincies' war with the Shinigami is solely his doing, rather than it being a natural thing for the two sides to do. After absorbing Mimihagi and the Soul King, his body becomes shrouded in darkness that oozes around him, and he forgoes all of the Quincy's "holy" attacks in favor of mauling his opponents with globs of dark energy, his form resembling a multi-eyed shadow draped over the form of a man. In the final battle of the series, he is bisected by Ichigo, but uses The Almighty to revive himself as a living mass of darkness that attempts to swallow all of Seireitei in dark Reiatsu.

Even Evil Has Standards: He's an absolute bastard, but even he's baffled and angered by Ichibē's acts.

Eyes Do Not Belong There: Upon completing the absorption of the Soul King, and the Mimihagi the Soul King's Right Hand, his body, and the ground around him, becomes warped by shadow. The top half of his head no longer details either human eyes or even a forehead. Instead, giant malformed eyes of varying sizes cover his face. Eyes also appear across his shoulders and neck. Wherever the shadow touches his body, eyes appear. They even seem to be forming across the ground that is intimately connected to his body via the shadows.

Freudian Excuse: Somewhat in contrast to Aizen, and piece-mealed through the story, but Yhwach does have some reasons as to the way he is despite his horrific deeds. The very last chapter reveals that his ultimate motive was to destroy the current life and death cycle and create a new world where people don't have to live in fear of death, which the anime later expands on; for all of his power in absorbing the souls of other Quincy, said power also comes with the fear of death, which resonates within Yhwach. Learning that the Soul Reapers, led by Ichibei Hyousube, were deliberately responsible for a system that was powered by the man he considers his father, further increased his hatred for the cosmic state of the world and cemented his desire to destroy it. - While implied in Can't Fear Your Own World and We Do Knot Always Love You, Episode 28 of the Thousand Year Blood War reveals that yes, Yhwach always intended a Mercy Kill to the Soul King, partly out of grief for his pitiable state. In fact, not only was he reincarnated into a disabled, feeble, invalid baby (with no other sense but touch), he witnessed his father be willingly sacrificed against his wishes in his youth, when the Soul King performed Irazusando and separated the three worlds eons ago.

Knight Templar: Many millennium prior to the start of the series, the Five Noble Houses committed the Original Sin by creating the Soul King which separated life from death. Yhwach's ultimate goal is to end the Soul King, undo the Original Sin of Soul Society and create a deathless, stagnant world without fear and suffering. How does he intend to do this? By destroying the world and causing enough conflict, so that he will be powerful enough to execute his plans. Yhwach cares nothing for those he kills and destroys along the way, also being fanatically devoted to his own divinity while purging Quincies he deems 'impure' in his quest.

Manly Facial Hair: Following his reawakening from a thousand years of slumber, Yhwach quickly mounts an army to utterly defeat Soul Society, kill Yamamoto through clever deception; Ichigo's massive attack power only shreds a piece of his sleeve, right before Yhwach slams Ichigo down with relative ease. His mustache was impressive enough in the beginning, but as each subsequent appearance leads to darker events and brings him closer to the Soul King, the mustache increases in size and thickness accordingly.

Meaningful Name: Also bordering on Names to Run Away from Really Fast, not only does he appropriate the Judeo-Christian God's name, but in German, Yhwach is a portmanteau of YHVH and Vach, which means "God Is Awake" or "The Awaking God", tying to his omniscient Schrift, the Almighty.

"Not So Different" Remark: He claims Yamamoto, in his younger days, was every bit the ruthless, merciless monster that Yamamoto's accusing him of being. Unohana, who was one of the original captains that Yhwach calls "thugs" discusses with Zaraki how people like her are criminals who were captains instead of prisoners because of their strength. Multiple characters point out just how much Ichigo's impact on Soul Society has softened and changed the old man. Yhwach claims that softening is what allows him to kill Yamamoto; after defeating the Quincies a thousand years ago, the Soul Reapers won the peace: peace gave the Soul Reapers something to fear losing, and so Yamamoto began to soften.

Really 700 Years Old: Although he looks like someone in his forties or fifties, he was alive a thousand years ago, where he looked like a man in his thirties. His exact age is unknown, but he is known to be at least twelve hundred years old (given he was more than two hundred years old before the initial invasion of Soul Society a millennium ago).

Slasher Smile: He flashes a somewhat sedate version when saying farewell to Yamamoto. However, with Ichigo, he doesn't hold back the smile.

The Sociopath: Yhwach is an incredibly ruthless and brutal psychopath who Yamamoto states has no compassion for anyone, not even his own men. Yhwach will not let anyone stand in his way and will cross as many lines as he feels is necessary to accomplish his goals without hesitation. Six years prior to the start of the series, Yhwach strengthens himself by using Auswählen, taking the powers of any Quincies he deemed "impure" or "unnecessary", including children, resulting in their deaths, showing no remorse for this act. Yhwach is also quite prone to violence, lopping off the arm of an Arrancar just to get his attention, and kills several Soul Reapers, Arrancar and Quincies alike in a calm and serene manner. When performing Auswählen for a second time on the Sternritter he left behind in Seireitei to revive the Schutzstaffel, Liltotto demands to know what the Sternritter were to him, and Yhwach replies that they are comrades helping him. Yhwach sees nothing wrong with sacrificing his own soldiers to empower himself, and expresses confusion at Ichigo's anger at the death of his mother, who was a victim of the first Auswählen, because in Yhwach's point of view, there is no greater honor than empowering him. He's also quite self-centered, outright stating that everything in the world exists for his taking, and can be pretty sadistic at times.

Villainous Breakdown: During his final fight with Ichigo, Yhwach starts to lose his calm composure, showing signs of stress and rage as he begins to experience unexpected events that he had not foreseen, not helped by Aizen being a thorn he can't seem to get rid of at first. Never having been able to understand Uryu's abilities, he begins to scream when Uryu's arrow temporarily disables his powers. It goes into full-swing when he realizes Haschwalth had disguised one of his future visions as a nightmare, ensuring that the one vision Yhwach did receive was ignored as a dream.

While Alucard via TvTropes:

Extremely powerful, to the point where it's more accurate to categorize him as a force of nature rather than a "being", Alucard is a vampire who is well over 400 years old.

Alucard 

"It takes a man to kill a monster."

Voiced by: Joji Nakata (JP), Crispin Freeman (EN), Eric Peter (FR), Tasio Alonso (SP)

Voiced by: Joji Nakata (JP), Crispin Freeman (EN), Antoine Tomé (FR)

Anti-Hero: A psychopathic Blood Knight who lives to fight and kill, Alucard is at least pro-humanity and will fight off the greater threat of Millennium.

Ax-Crazy: Alucard relishes not only the chance for a good fight but also displays disturbing fixation with the actual act of killing people, as emphasized by his maniacal Slasher Smiles and cackling.

Berserk Button: Insulting Integra will result in a rather homicidal moment or two.

Blood Knight: He just loves to fight all kind of enemies. The harder it is, the more fun it'll be. Alucard looks positively ecstatic every time Anderson shows up, and ripping apart enemies always puts him a good mood. Alucard: Neither of us could ever back down in front of an enemy. Come on then, Judas Priest!

Dark Is Not Evil: He functions as this through his loyalty to the Hellsing Organization and his willingness to fight beings even more evil than him.

Even Evil Has Standards: He tells a pair of teenage vampires that the way they kill innocent people for no reason just shows how pathetic and disgusting they actually are, and that's the reason why they should be wasted. - Alucard believes that only a human can defeat him, which is why he considers Anderson to be his greatest rival. Thus, when Anderson uses Helena's Nail to give himself a boost that he feels is necessary to defeat Alucard, not only is Alucard pissed, he's saddened to the point of crying. - He also has no respect whatsoever for traitors. And makes that displeasure known during his battle with a vampirized Walter. - While somewhat downplayed compared to the other examples, Alucard doesn't think very highly of Nazis, either. While reminiscing of their World War II days with Walter, Alucard took special glee in killing every Nazi he could find. The only exception is The Major, whose unbridled and absolute commitment to over-the-top batshit insanity Alucard finds impressive.

Extra Eyes: Alucard develops tons of these during transformations.

Eyes Do Not Belong There: Eyes do not go in the chest! Or in shadowy tentacles! Or... any way Alucard uses them, really.

Freudian Excuse: When Alucard was a human child, his father sold him off as a political hostage to the Ottoman court, where he suffered sexual abuse. It's all but outright stated that taking revenge for this is what jumpstarted the dark path he chose to walk down in life.

Historical Beauty Upgrade: The real-life Vlad III Tepes was not a pretty man. In here, not so much — he's downright swagger. Justified with A Form You Are Comfortable With. Even in the original "Dracula" novel, he was described as creepy-looking even when more youthful. While he could shapeshift into a more attractive form, he didn't do it often. In this, he's always portrayed as being quite handsome, even in flashbacks.

Historical Villain Upgrade: Vlad Tepes III was not what anyone would call The Good King, but he wasn't an Eldritch Abomination who'd consumed the souls of hundreds of thousands of people.

Knight Templar: He used to be one, a long time ago.

Manly Facial Hair: When Alucard releases all the restraints, he actually looks somewhat like Vlad Tepes, including the moustache. It's not quite as impressive as the one in the famous portrait, but it would be much harder to take him seriously if it was.

"Not So Different" Remark: Alucard admits he and the Major are alike in Volume 4 as "incorrigible warmongers." "We ruin the countries we govern and the people in our care. We slaughter our enemies and sacrifice all our allies. We'll keep killing until there is nothing left but to destroy ourselves. It will never be enough. We are incorrigible warmongers, aren't we, Major?" - But unlike the Major, Alucard shows genuine remorse and tears up when he recalls what he lost in past battles. His comparison with Anderson in Volume 9 is more accurate.

Slasher Smile: Full of fangs. He doesn't smile in his true Dracula form, though.

Sociopathic Hero: Alucard was already a bloodthirsty monster before he became a vampire. The vampire thing just made him worse, though Integra and the Hellsing Organization thankfully make sure he's pointed at the right targets.

Villainous Breakdown: Oh, he doesn't suffer one. He causes them. Until Anderson's death. That said, it was much more of a Tear Jerker moment than anything, but regardless, he still did break down in tears. Hell, Alucard even gave him a genuine smile and respectful "Amen" right after he passed away.

Anti-Hero: A psychopathic Blood Knight who lives to fight and kill, Alucard is at least pro-humanity and will fight off the greater threat of Millennium.

Ax-Crazy: Alucard relishes not only the chance for a good fight but also displays disturbing fixation with the actual act of killing people, as emphasized by his maniacal Slasher Smiles and cackling.

Berserk Button: Insulting Integra will result in a rather homicidal moment or two.

Blood Knight: He just loves to fight all kind of enemies. The harder it is, the more fun it'll be. Alucard looks positively ecstatic every time Anderson shows up, and ripping apart enemies always puts him a good mood. Alucard: Neither of us could ever back down in front of an enemy. Come on then, Judas Priest!

Dark Is Not Evil: He functions as this through his loyalty to the Hellsing Organization and his willingness to fight beings even more evil than him.

Even Evil Has Standards: He tells a pair of teenage vampires that the way they kill innocent people for no reason just shows how pathetic and disgusting they actually are, and that's the reason why they should be wasted. - Alucard believes that only a human can defeat him, which is why he considers Anderson to be his greatest rival. Thus, when Anderson uses Helena's Nail to give himself a boost that he feels is necessary to defeat Alucard, not only is Alucard pissed, he's saddened to the point of crying. - He also has no respect whatsoever for traitors. And makes that displeasure known during his battle with a vampirized Walter. - While somewhat downplayed compared to the other examples, Alucard doesn't think very highly of Nazis, either. While reminiscing of their World War II days with Walter, Alucard took special glee in killing every Nazi he could find. The only exception is The Major, whose unbridled and absolute commitment to over-the-top batshit insanity Alucard finds impressive.

Extra Eyes: Alucard develops tons of these during transformations.

Eyes Do Not Belong There: Eyes do not go in the chest! Or in shadowy tentacles! Or... any way Alucard uses them, really.

Freudian Excuse: When Alucard was a human child, his father sold him off as a political hostage to the Ottoman court, where he suffered sexual abuse. It's all but outright stated that taking revenge for this is what jumpstarted the dark path he chose to walk down in life.

Historical Beauty Upgrade: The real-life Vlad III Tepes was not a pretty man. In here, not so much — he's downright swagger. Justified with A Form You Are Comfortable With. Even in the original "Dracula" novel, he was described as creepy-looking even when more youthful. While he could shapeshift into a more attractive form, he didn't do it often. In this, he's always portrayed as being quite handsome, even in flashbacks.

Historical Villain Upgrade: Vlad Tepes III was not what anyone would call The Good King, but he wasn't an Eldritch Abomination who'd consumed the souls of hundreds of thousands of people.

Knight Templar: He used to be one, a long time ago.

Manly Facial Hair: When Alucard releases all the restraints, he actually looks somewhat like Vlad Tepes, including the moustache. It's not quite as impressive as the one in the famous portrait, but it would be much harder to take him seriously if it was.

"Not So Different" Remark: Alucard admits he and the Major are alike in Volume 4 as "incorrigible warmongers." "We ruin the countries we govern and the people in our care. We slaughter our enemies and sacrifice all our allies. We'll keep killing until there is nothing left but to destroy ourselves. It will never be enough. We are incorrigible warmongers, aren't we, Major?" - But unlike the Major, Alucard shows genuine remorse and tears up when he recalls what he lost in past battles. His comparison with Anderson in Volume 9 is more accurate.

Slasher Smile: Full of fangs. He doesn't smile in his true Dracula form, though.

Sociopathic Hero: Alucard was already a bloodthirsty monster before he became a vampire. The vampire thing just made him worse, though Integra and the Hellsing Organization thankfully make sure he's pointed at the right targets.

Villainous Breakdown: Oh, he doesn't suffer one. He causes them. Until Anderson's death. That said, it was much more of a Tear Jerker moment than anything, but regardless, he still did break down in tears. Hell, Alucard even gave him a genuine smile and respectful "Amen" right after he passed away.

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You can see they have similar tropes so...

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Also this post...

WHO WORE THE MUSTACHE BETTER?

Alucard VS Yhwach

Note from link:

ROUND 1:

Pre-Schrödinger Alucard VS Yhwach Strongest Key (Very evident outcome just curious to see how it plays out)

Both in character

ROUND 2:

Post-Schrödinger Alucard VS Yhwach (should I equalize speed here?)

Also in character

Also this post...

Was Anyone Reminded of Hellsing in that Last Panel?

In the final page of this chapter, Ywach was surrounded by a mass of swirling darkness, with countless eyes in various places. That image reminded me of Alucard from Hellsing, who often would disvvole his body into darkness with countless eyes.

I wonder if Kubo is taking inspiration from Hellsing in this instance (as a side note, I believed that Joji Nakata, the voice actor for Alucard, would have been perfect for Ywach before it was revealed that Yhwach and Zangetsu are the same person)? What does everyone say about this? Were you reminded of Hellsing in that last panel?

with someone remarking:

multiple similarities between Yhwach and Alucard.

- Yhwach resembles Vladcard

- Yhwach absorbing others to extend his own life is similar to how Alucard takes in souls from blood to extend his.

Side note: Zangestu is part of the main character's powers.

The old man whom Ichigo Kurosaki acknowledged as Zangetsu (斬月) is the manifested spirit of Ichigo Kurosaki's Quincy powers that can be found inside Ichigo's inner world. As noted by Ōetsu Nimaiya, Zangetsu heavily resembles Yhwach's appearance from 1,000 years ago; similarly, Tensa Zangetsu looks like Yhwach when he was in his teenage years. - via Bleach Fandom wiki

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Last but not least for the fun of it... some anime raps and other videos on each character:

[thequietabsolute]

December

"No, don't stop writing your grievous poetry. It will do you good, this work of your grief. Keep writing until there is nothing left. It will take time, and the years will go by." Ours was a gentle generation, pacific, In love with music, art and restaurants, And he with she, strolling among the canvases, And she with him, at concerts, coats on their laps. Almost all of us were shy when we were young. No friend of ours had ever been to war. So many telephone numbers, remembered addresses; So many things to remember. The red sun hangs in a black tree, a moist Exploded zero, bleeding into the trees Praying from the earth upward, a psalm In wood and light, in sky, earth and water. These bars of birdsong come from another world; They ring in the air like little doorbells. They go by quickly, our best florescent selves As good as summer and in love with being. Reality, I remember you as her soft kiss At morning. You were her presence beside me. The red sun drips its molten dusk. Wet fires Embrace the barren orchards, these gardens in A city of cold slumbers. I am trapped in it. It is December. The town is part of my mourning And I, too, am part of whatever it grieves for. Whose tears are these, pooled on this cellophane?

— Douglas Dunn, from Elegies

1985, Faber & Faber.

[slutdge]

whats your eyehategod collection like?

Idk if you mean merch or records or both but I'll use this ask as an excuse to infodump abt it all. As far as shirts go, I've got the Charles Manson slit wrist one, the old school Children of God shirt in green, and their TANFP 30th anniversary shirt I got when I saw them last year. I've also got the 2024 Southern Nihilism Front hoodie, and the NOLA Jesus shirt and The Power Of Dirt Weed mini patch which I sadly lost but at least I added it to Tshirtslayer before I lost it and I chatted w the dude that made the original run of those patches so that was cool and their 2024 patch pack that had the slit wrists, guns and giant logo patches. I've also got their NOLA snapback and 4 flyers I picked up from the show I went to. As far as physical media goes, I've got their first 3 albums on both cassette and vinyl, TANFP is a cool pukey pink/blue color mix, Dopesick is on white vinyl and ITNOS my fave EHG album is a dark green colored vinyl (my fave color) so thats neat, I've also got 10 Years and their self titled album on vinyl, their Sabbath split 7 inch, and the New Orleans is the New Vietnam 7 inch thats cool cause its got the phoenix engraved on the flipside and its orange and black, also a promo flexidisc I got in an issue of Decibel magazine for their song The Liar's Psalm. Also I've got a bunch of their side project shit, I have NOLA by Down on vinyl, I have NOLA on cassette too along w/ Over The Under. Mike's harsh noise tape thats covered in broken glass from Auris Apothecary, I adore them, they're the reason I got into harsh noise, and also Mike's spoken word 7 inch That's What The Obituary Said/Ten Suicides thats cool cause its black vinyl w/ streaks of green and yellow, I found it at a record store in Memphis when I was down there for my grandma's funeral. I've got Outlaw Orders' Legalize Crime 7 inch. I've got Last City Zero by Corrections House on vinyl, I've got a bunch of The Guilt Øf... on vinyl, their 10 inch split w IVs Primae Noctis, their self titled record, Arson Anthem's EP on super sexy red and black vinyl, En Minor's full length on vinyl, and to top it all off I've got Jimmy's guitar pedal he released recently with Does It Doom, and again, I was happy cause it was my favorite color. Oh and Mike's book! I think that's it. I should take a pic of it all together. Can they get me on the payroll for how much I promote their music or what??

[rippersz]

Hello! Rhubarb here :3 hey it’s Rhub and Rip! ^^

On that note, Sappho would’ve loved your fic…it’s like poetry and reads like a psalm with all the notes and details of a well constructed sonnet. Anyways, how are you? 🥰

I do believe everything u write eats and leaves zero crumbs 😊👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

Many affections extended to u with my warmest regards!!

R 🌱

Hello Rhubarb - I quite like your name :) I am doing well, thank you; I hope you’re faring the same. I’ll admit I enjoy the thought of Sappho’s approval; we’d have great fun she and I. Its only a shame we’ve lived in different times.

Anyway! Hopefully I continue to “eat” and bring you some joy. Stop by again soon - and thank you once more for your dear appreciation.

With piping hot regards, Ripley x