it's probably a strange time to be posting this.

  • So Far Gone
  • Thousand Foot Krutch

(So Far Gone)

Quite a number of you were pretty upset with the first 4 frames I posted as wips(it was very entertaining to read some of your tags) but don’t worry!! Makoto and Haru will get through anything and they’ll come out stronger. Keep your heads up!!

Also I’m sorry that it’s such a long post(especially if you’re not into Free! or makoharu)!


i couldnt help myself and im laughing a little bit bc i made gev look like a shy guy with awkward slick back hair

The issue of Arya’s identity post-Mercy still seems to be debated among fandom. Yet, I don’t find much to debate. Why? For one, I don’t see how we can look at Arya’s actions in “Mercy” and view them as anything but totally in contrast to what the Kindly Man was trying to instill in her during all her time in the House of Black White, though particularly in her ADWD chapters.

The identity of ‘Arya Stark’, along with all hates, loves, and desires, cannot dominate the No One identity. Yes, a FM retains some of their past as the Waif and Jaqen both illustrate at different points. However, the original identity is not the one that rules. It’s meant to be suppressed in order to be a faithful servant to the God of Many Faces. If Arya had continued to act as she did in 'The Ugly Little Girl’ where the identity and history of Arya Stark is never named by herself, but still bubbles under the surface as she makes references to Ned and Sansa, then the argument of Arya becoming a FM would hold more weight. Yet, Arya defies the rules that are explicitly given to her by the KM. Arya’s actions in 'Mercy’ are more than just “retaining some Arya Stark.” Rather, it’s a drastic rebellion against the rules of the FM in order to meet her own ends. The Kindly Man accused Arya of only staying in their order to learn their secrets for her own purposes. He was clearly in the right even if Arya didn’t realize it herself. 

It should be noted that there’s a sense of Arya vs. FM in her chapters. She lies to the KM on numerous occasions from the start—from hiding Needle to spying on the KM via the cat. 'Mercy’ only continues this trend as Arya abandons her training to mark another name off her list.There’s a reason the wolf dreams are a regular feature of her post-ASOS chapters when they are just occasionally shown in her ASOS chapters. That is, the wolf dreams are her subconscious and they’re purpose is to come and snatch her from being anyone other than Arya Stark.


End of the journey

What started early this year finally ends tomorrow. It has been quite a ride, one that I won’t soon forget. Once again I refuse to watch the trailer, I’m locking myself away from the internet until I play episode 5.

While this is the end of this story, it won’t be the end of my posts about Life is Strange. I have a couple more posts to go through before I actually say “goodbye” Expect some gallery posts about the episode as usual, the characters, optional photos, journal entries etc. Then the review of the game which will be divided in parts because it can’t be reviewed without even more screenshots.

This is probably the only game that benefits from its episodic nature, something that so far has kept some people from getting invested through the long run, waiting for the final episode just to play the whole thing for the first time. That works fine with Telltale Games, but the meta of Life is Strange and the nearly year long time we spent with these characters, made the whole experience beyond special. We got so invested in these characters that even antagonists have hardcore followers. So crossing my fingers the ending makes the game worth playing again, because after Dark Room I have been unable to replay it like I used to. It is still my favorite game of all time. *wink* *wink*

Really hope this isn’t too scattershot or rambling. I’ve been working on it for several days now, and basically retreading the same ground. So I hope it’s readable- I’m pretty sure I’ll never be totally pleased.

Birthdays are strange creatures. When you’re young, they spring up ahead of you like shining milestones, each one promising new and exciting things once you get there. Then there comes a time when the milestones are much fewer, promising little and leaving a hollow emptiness.

Alan was still practically a child, even if his job was pushing him closer to being an adult than he realized. Birthdays still brought amazing joy with them, their luster only slightly diminished. Scott, John and Virgil were older. For them, so long as they could hold onto the hope for a family meal, they could count the day as happy. Presents were accepted, but not required.

Gordon himself was in an odd place. He was no longer a child, but he didn’t entirely feel like an adult. Gone were the days when he’d longed for a wild group of children bearing gifts, and a non-stop day of entertainment. And after the previous year when he tried to be mature and take the full day of rescues in stride without setting another date for a small celebration, he knew that he actually did want some kind of fuss. He was lucky to be celebrating at all, with what he faced on a daily basis, and it was only a matter of time before his luck ran out. All of this drifted along under a current of gloom at the yearly knowledge that his birthday would be overshadowed by an international holiday.

February 14. Valentine’s day.

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