i only felt pity as i watched his path to revenge

anonymous asked:

Part 1 Please reply whenever you r free but I was wondering if you could do a character analysis on Oda. Imo, he's one of the most complex characters in the series. A lot of people just analyze Dazai which is important b/c his character and behaviour can confuse people. But I think Oda gets overlooked/simplified down. It saddens me b/c his personality is one that I really relate too and based on my own experiences I kind of feel that he's hiding more then he tells.

[Part 2] Like he maybe going through more demons then he shows. Sometimes I wonder if he’s ever fully opened to anyone. It also makes me wonder just how ruthless he could have been if he was any different. Sorry I’m going on now. I’ve got a whole analysis done on many of the characters and Oda is the one that boggles me the most. I wish I could go on but damn character limit! Thanks for reading all this though. :)

Under my own personal terms I don’t classify Odasaku as a ‘complex’ character, but I do agree that he gets simplified because his personality slips out in unnoticed ways. 

Mind you I’m going off the anime and what I remember from reading the LN a few months ago.

One of the moments in the anime that really stuck out to me was when Odasaku was called into Mori’s office and Mori asked him not to repeat anything he saw about his interaction with Elise. Odasaku had been entirely polite beforehand, but his response was (I am paraphrasing here)“No of course I didn’t see you trying to get a little girl to change her clothes.” Odasaku just straight called Mori out on his creepy Lolita-complex to his face. Mori Ouagi, the leader of the Port Mafia. Odasaku gave zero fucks and I absolutely loved that scene.

Odasaku is relatively calm and collected (until the end) but that scene shed a light on Odasaku and his zero tolerance policy for bullshit. While he still respects Mori as his boss he isn’t afraid to directly slide in a negative quip.

Odasaku on the surface comes off as reserved but he is observant, intuitive, and pays attention to everyone and everything. He is as analytical as Dazai but with respect to boundaries and merely noticing details about the people he is around. Of course he would not have been a good assassin if he didn’t have these skills mastered, so whether it was taught or inherited is up for debate. Regardless, Odasaku watches everything around him and soaks it in like a cotton ball to water, but keeps his lips sealed unless he finds it necessary.

A few moments later after Odasaku is given his order Mori asks him why doesn’t kill. Odasaku’s response is direct and he asks Mori if he’s asking as his boss or just a person. When Mori answers that he is merely curious on his own Odasaku refrains from answering. He doesn’t trust Mori in the slightest and keeps him as far away from him as possible because he knows the type of man Mori is. Yet Dazai shows up where the children live and has lunch with Odasaku. The same Dazai with a terrifying reputation and directly under Mori, but Odasaku knows Dazai is a completely separate entity from his title. Odasaku is smart and chooses who he delves information to, and he trusts both Dazai and Ango completely. 

These little factions of interaction and choices shine a light on Odasaku that isn’t seen much because its threaded in such a way that you almost have to look for it rather than it being shoved in your face. It’s made clear Dazai is smart, tactical, and observant but with Odasaku it’s woven in with the tidbits of action and dialogue he offers to us.  If you read the LN it’s from Odasaku’s perspective and the language he uses is very descriptive of the people he’s around which I think was done purposefully to show just how much Odasaku pays attention to everything.

Odasaku has a refined ability to not be bothered much by his past choices. There may be parts of him that feel remorse or regret, but he no longer seems to hold onto his darkness. Fast forwarding to Dazai slapping Atsushi after he was cursed by Q and the words that came out of Dazai’s mouth (again paraphrasing)“If you pity yourself your life will be an endless nightmare” sounds like it could have been Odasaku’s mantra. Not once does Odasaku mention his feelings on his past and he instead looks forward into the future where he can be free of the Port Mafia and be a writer.

However, Odasaku’s main flaw is that he was static.  A smart man like him could have pursued other options as means to support the children financially. Though his decision makes all the sense in the world it was not his only option. Odasaku was the type to need a catalyst to change course—being told he could finish the book himself manifested the decision to stop killing. The children being killed because of his decisions lead to him going on a revenge murder spree and taking his own life. I think this speaks to his mental fragility in certain areas which could be the result of growing up as a murderer. This, I believe, is how he and Dazai connected without having to actually say it. They both were allowing the current of life to take them wherever and felt like they weren’t allowed to be a person because of what they had done (until Odasaku stopped killing). In the LN when Odasaku is dying in Dazai’s arms Odasaku says he regrets not pushing through the barrier to help Dazai ease his loneliness and darkness. Again, Odasaku never had a defining catalyst to shove him in that direction, until he was dying.

In regard to his past I don’t see Odasaku as being overly ruthless. He did his job and carried it out well, but there is no sadistic underlying trait in Odasaku. I believe he took his job seriously, much like Chuuya (without the enthusiasm) and did what needed to be done.

In conclusion, Odasaku was a very important character that is literally the reason Dazai changed his entire path and outlook on life. Despite his inability to pull himself forward until he was forced, Odasaku cared very much for the people he saw goodness in. I think Dazai idolizes him a lot for those reasons above, and forgives and understands Odasaku’s flaws just as Odasaku understood and forgave Dazai’s flaws. His intelligence and observant traits are often overlooked, as well as his honesty and acceptance of others, but again he is only featured as a memory. Odasaku is just one of those characters you have to pay attention to in the series and notice little things compared to the loud, in-your-face display like Dazai or Atsushi. 

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Five Ghouls, One Golf Cart


This is fueled by @eaterofthings‘s post and fantastic little picture!

My ghouls, I request your presence at the main merchandise tent by the gates at the earliest convenience (i.e. immediately). And what kind of Papa would I be if I made you walk that whole way? Of course I have provided transportation, I am a generous man after all. More so, you have even more reason to move with haste! No stuttering of excuses if you dillydally. 

I wait with bated breath. 

Emeritus III

Water read the sticky note out loud to his band mates with a crease between his eyebrows. Lowering the message, the ‘transportation’ Papa spoke of came into view: a small golf cart. 

‘Small’ was almost an understatement if you could imagine 5 grown men shoved into the thing. The front seat had a steering wheel and just enough room for someone to ride shotgun, while the seat in the back would be a tight fit for three others. There were zero restraints.

Omega was the first to speak. “He knows that he wants us to get to literally the opposite side of this huge venue, right?”

“Well of course he knows; he went so far as to give us this oh so generous mode of transport, did he not?” Sarcasm laced Earth’s words like poison. 

Water sighed. “Anybody know how to drive one of these things?” 

Alpha thumped a hand on the Water’s back and turned to him with his eyes squinted in a smile. “Thanks for volunteering, buddy!”

The bassist shot Alpha a glare and crumpled the sticky note in his hand to throw it at the man. It merely bounced off the guitarist’s mask and came back to hit himself instead.

Alpha howled with laughter and Water merely grumbled and walked to the golf cart, the others following in tow.

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When Sebastian first meets Hawke, he doesn’t see her and he doesn’t know her name. She steps aside as he blazes out of the Chantry courtyard, anger thundering through his veins, and all he gets is a glance of a woman in armour. His eyes burn when his throat closes up, and he starts up the stairs to the Keep, but his thoughts are scattered to the wind. He cannot draw them together. He must- ‘this is murder!’- he turns away as swiftly as he first ascended the steps.

He wanders Kirkwall aimlessly, bow clutched in his hand, until he is hopelessly lost. Lowtown had always been a maze, and sisters have an assigned path to avoid this exact situation. It winds around and around with it’s tall, looming buildings and shadowed alleys. He feels like a rat in a maze. Unimportant. Unwelcome. It is a familiar weight upon his shoulders, one he knows how to deal with, a burden he knows how to hold. This empty, sick feeling where his lungs used to work and his heart used to beat is something he is familiar with too, but never on this magnitude. Everything else he has felt before is unimportant, unimaginable in the wake of this grief.

His parents have always cast large shadows, and Sebastian wants to fling himself at their mercy like he never did before. He would walk gladly to their shade again. He would gladly throw himself on the assassin’s blade if one, just one, would be spared. He would dig his hands into his own chest and crack open his ribs and rip out this blackened, bloody thing if it meant he could see them again, and he would do it gladly.

“The Maker has meaning in everything He does,” he remembers saying to a grieving widow, and now, standing in the midst of Lowtown, buffeted by the crowds and a rising scream building in his chest, he wants to tear our his own throat for uttering those words. “The Maker has meaning–” meaning, he thinks bitterly. Meaning.

He thought he understood grief, understood pain, and he is only now realising he never has. He yearns for every single assassin that killed his family to die. For justice, he thinks, for justice. To grant his family the peace they need. Not revenge. No. It is not murder, no matter what she thinks. He prays as he tries to free himself of the maze he has gotten lost in, the sun lowering in the sky, shadows lengthening on the ground. He prays for his family, prays for justice, prays to the Maker to bring back what he once took for granted.

When he finally stumbles back to the Chantry, bow still clutched in stiff fingers, the notice has been taken down. Maybe it’s for the best. He’ll face the assassins when they come for him, and he’ll die on his feet unlike his parents, who had their hands on their heads and were on their knees.

A prince kneels for Death, his grandfather had said to him once. Kneel for Death, because He never forgets and always collects.

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