the unraveling

Blink and you’ll miss a scene.

I’m serious. This anime totally blew my mind and now I can’t even sleep. Don’t even think of brushing this one off for the season.

Let me start off my getting your attention: 1.) this anime is by studio Shuka, if you don’t know, it’s the same studio that created Durarara!! (and The art and story is very similar to Baccano!) 2.) Prohibition era; alcohol, guns, mafia…etc. 3.) Original anime 4.) The opening song is by the same artists as the ones who sang Unravel from Tokyo Ghoul (and it’s lit lol you better click on this)

This anime tells a story about revenge- it’s refreshing, twisted, it’s clever, it’s shocking. 

The series starts with a boy named Angelo Lagusa and his trauma of witnessing first hand murder of his family. Barely escaping, he vows to himself that he will kill every singe man who was a part of the murder; and so he does, in a time span of “91 days”. The whole story takes place in a city called Lawless during the prohibition era, US. If you’ve ever watched a movie that takes place/ or around during the prohibition time such as The Godfather, The Great Gatsby, or the Road to Perdition- it definitely has the same feel. 

In this story there is no hero or villain and people’s violence against one another creates even more violence- and the domino effect starts.

The production quality is no joke; The art and the setting of the anime is designed so nicely, it feels as if you’re watching a movie.

The plot is so thrilling as well. Everything happens so fast in a way you least expect- you blink and you’ll miss a scene…

Original anime are risky for animation companies because there’s no fanbase before the start of the season. This has got to be one of the only few anime that I’ve seen do such a good job in the theme of “revenge” and giving it a historic background makes it even more thrilling.

So- if you’re brushing this one off to watch later, don’t. 

NSFW Eruri Week - Day 1: Bathing/Washing

erwin washing levi with his mouth

Erwin came after his thrusts slowed, after his quick pace faltered so that he could shove himself deep inside Levi once, twice, and a third time, reaching with his hips desperately until the tight coil inside his belly unraveled in a sudden, hot rush.

He exhaled a moan and shuddered, digging his fingers into Levi’s hips, and almost on instinct, happily moved to bury himself just once more into his perfect, warm heat while the pleasure coursed through him - or at least, he tried to. After the time they’d just spent grinding against each other and breathlessly rolling around in bed, apparently Levi was spent. No sooner had Erwin’s orgasm hit him than he was collapsing face first onto the bed, his trembling arms and thighs unable to hold his body up anymore after experiencing his own release and the forceful brunt of Erwin reaching his.

Erwin didn’t blame him, not really, as it was also a summer afternoon, sweltering enough out so that they were both burning up and drenched in sweat. However, his sudden movement caused Erwin’s cock to slip out right as he finished, resulting in him spilling just one thin line of come inside Levi’s ass while the rest ended up all over his backside. Of course, he couldn’t help but aid where it landed once he’d realized what was happening, somehow managing to reach down with his hand mid-orgasm to pull on his cock a few times so that he could hurriedly milk out every single drop.

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LISTEN I WANT THIS PLOT SO BAD JUST LISTEN TO ME ABOUT VIGILANTE IRIS WEST FOR A MINUTE OK

  • Joe gives Iris the silent treatment when he finds out she’s applied to be on the force. Iris, just as stubborn as Joe, decides if she cant fight crime as a police officer, she’ll do it her own way. Cue vigilante iris (also cute bc candice is in love with the fact that batman doesnt need powers to be superhero and she would find that cool af) trying to solve police cases by herself with no resources. 
  • Eventually, she realises its literally IMPOSSIBLE to keep up with units of people (who are hired for solving crime) as a hobby, and that bc she’s 10x slower than the force she’s not really helping anyone. In the light of this revelation, she ends up stealing police records and tries her hand at solving cold cases. She’s about to give up when she figures out something that was overlooked in one of the files she’d stolen and starts unravelling the mystery of this case that police haven’t been able to solve. 
  • Eventually, using disguises & aliases, she follows her lead until she ends up discovering this HUGE active crime gang or cult connected to current cases and several cold cases that the police are stumped over and gets in over her head. She kicks some ass, gets her ass kicked and realises she cant do it by herself. 
  • She starts fabricating her alter ego and makes an ok looking supersuit, and begins approaching people for help both as iris and as mysterious masked lady: e.g flirting with local detective patty spivot/eddie thawne to get intell as herself, & asking local smarty pants cisco ramon (her foster brothers bff who she doesnt know very well) for help with science stuff as her alter ego.
  • Alright and then cisco geeking out, like wtf you do this all by yourself?? that’s so cool! and making her a new snazzy supersuit and like helping her by making cooler versions of all these things she’s turned resourcefully into weapons etc. e.g heels she’s worn as a ‘reporter’ and used as doorstops to listen in on private conversations, cisco being like oh wow what if i made u like an ear piece so u wouldn’t have to do that or idk explosive mints that are inconspicuous af. 
  • ALSO THIS CONVERSATION HAPPENING BETWEEN THEM: cisco saying “so what’s your name?” and she’s like”…. idk sally… jones….” and cisco’s like “um ok that was fake but NO!!! i meant ur superhero name!!!” and she’s like “i dont really have one…” and cisco’s like “you hAVE TO THOUGH,,, omg do u know what this means, i get to  help u come up with ogm omg ok how about … COBRA….” and iris just raises a brow at him and he’s like”…. no you’re right that’s not good ok let me think about it.”
  • oh and iris doesn’t tell barry or anyone her identity bc she doesn’t want joe to find out. because, hello ??? she likes being alive . BUT one day when cisco’s over at barry’s iris is there and he looks at her and just knOWS bc he knew her alter ego before she was properly disguised with a voice changer etc and he works with her alter ego frequently and this is the first time he’s seen iris since and he’s like HEY CAN I TALK TO YOU FOR A HOT MINUTE!!!!!!!!!!. and she’s like….. haha…. ok. and barry kinda just looks at them like hmmm. and they have a heated whisper conversation about it.
  • and ALSO the cop (perferably patty but maybe eddie) she flirts with as herself Iris West ™ to get information from, she starts visting them as her alter ego and they start going like what the heck she’s so cool im GONE and eventually the cop develops a strictly professional relationship with vigilante alter ego iris, but a really intimate friendship (something more???) with iris west ™ 
  • Barry still tells her he loves her eventually but by this point she’s Head Over Heels with Patty/Eddie!!!
  • And when Barry finds out oh lord!!!!!!!!! “Why didn’t you tell me this, Iris? You’re my /best friend/. I get that things have been a little weird lately, I get not telling me right away, but iris, this has been going on for MONTHS?? dont you trust me??” and the fact that cisco knew too . wow his heart is broken
  • VIGILANTE IRIS WEST!!!!!!!! So Many Possibilities!!!!!!!!!
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~~==Unraveling my world ==~~

(( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WK2_tQD6nYA ))

The sound of waves crashing against the northern coasts of the empty side of Dravania rang out through the gentle yet billowing winds from the world beyond. The sun hadn’t began it’s descent into the evening hours as birds within the distance of the skies above squawked their idle murmurings of idle life. Below on the coastal cliffs, there stood a singular Xaela, a peculiar sword flickering colors of red and blue strapped to her back. Behind her a dragon, aged from time and battle sat idly. The beast towered over the Au ra despite it’s relaxed position. 


The two arrived to the cliff only hours before, per the xaela’s request of a place of quiet, a place of peace and thought. The dragon who’d volunteered to take her was none other than a dear friend to her. They shared a livelihood of unknowing of their own past. That juncture alone brought them close. With the permission of mother Vidofnir the two were granted leave from Anyx Trine to the hubble of peace and quiet.

The Xaela, small in her stature, was wearing a tattered and beaten silver dyed coat, a pair of similarly worn goggles were placed on her head as the sword on her back was released from it’s sheathe to be planted firmly into the ground with a practiced motion.

“We’ve got all the time in the world kid.. The moogle messengers won’t be here till a few more hours… take your time.”

The sword spoke gently, a dulcet tone coming from the peculiar metal blade, a personality embedded in the ancient Allag weapon lifetimes ago once had their own life.. a life not so easily forgotten, and not so easily regretted. Bucky, was a name it had taken to some centuries ago by a previous owner.. and through the time the blade itself saw lives pass, and forgotten but this one.. his owner, Maidari, formerly Ellie.. stemmed from the life of Eloise, was someone he never wanted to forget.. or be left behind by.

The xaela reached up to pluck the goggles off her head, straightening out the ribbons in her hair. An audible sniffle could be heard from her as the goggles were strung onto the sword’s cross guard. The dragon who sat several fulms away shifted into a more rested position, watching the coast and for their guests that have yet to arrive. One of their arms going to push a small yet hefty crate toward the au ra.

“Let yourself not forget the contents of this, my dear.. Brought by your request; your former life’s armor and weapons. These will be noticed missing.. you know this.”

“S’I know.. But who’re they goin’ to remember when the thin’s go missin..?” Ellie asked quietly to her friend, a solemn look upon her face as she tore her gaze away and back to the washing coast. The xaela shook her head slowly as her amber gaze beset along the horizon’s waters.

“Remember the me.. The way i used to be..♪”

Ellie’s voice carried a tone of bittersweet notes as her heart shivered at the thought of recalling old memories from Eloise and her own.. Maidari’s, yet her face fixated to the open seas before her as she began something that she in both her lives.. Hasn’t done in years.. Sing.

“Oh won’t you tell me, please just tell me..” ♪

“Explain how this should work..” ♪

“Well now who could it be..?”♪

“That lives inside of me..?”♪

Maidari took steps to the side, to place a hand on her heart as silent tears crested over, rolling down her cheeks. The sun seemed like an angel to the dire in need, her own heart aching as every note took her to different thoughts.. Her face solemn.

“I’m broken, lying helpless, shattered..”♪

“Surrounded by the world..”♪

“And yet, you’re smiling bright.”♪

“Completely blind to life..”♪

The silver clad xaela started to slowly sway with her words, every note tugging on her heart as a song much older than she ever was echoed through her mind. A song that she heard so long ago in Othard, so long ago.. Sung by an old love.. An old life..

“My ruptured lungs, they were left this way..”♪

“For once, i’m out of breath..”♪

“The truth i seek never felt so bleak but..”♪

“I maintain my depth..”♪

“Freeze”♪

One by one several moogles wearing their signature mail attire fluttered by the dragon on watch then to the sword who sat, plunged into the coastal ground. Silent they were, respective of who stood.. They were called for a reason..  Maidari glanced back as her words carried on, her steps seeming to float toward an open crate..

Within it, the remnants of a life gone by, a life well lived, yet ended so short.. The life of Eloise Daemond..

“I’m breakable, unbreakable..”♪

“I’m shaking yet, unshakable..”♪

“Until the day that you find me..”♪

Shaking hands slid into the open crate, pulling out the helm Eloise used to always wear, the helm of the behemoth.. Worn and beaten, dents and faint traces of blood never cleaned. The face of her own.. The face of the Knight. Sworn protector of the weak and innocent.. Life hidden away in fear of pain.. In fear of loss..

“I’ll stand here existing and feeling wretched existence..”♪

“Consuming life-force ‘til I grow distant..”♪

“Don’t bother searching for somebody like me..”♪

“A fading no one..”♪

At the reflection of her own within the visor, Ellie saw the pain.. She saw the loss as if it were her own, the memories of another taking over as her voice carried on the sadness in her heart. Eloise in The Knight’s armor stood in an open field outside of Ul’dah, shaking as a miqo’te with maroon hair held her, tears rolling down her cheeks only to be pulled and pried away by The Knight themself.. Throwing the miqo’te to the ground then attempting to run away from a love unkept now lost..

“I don’t want to hurt you, it’s not my nature..”♪

“A monster born from dusk to dawn can’t be your saviour..”♪

“Remember the me, the way I used to be..”♪

Tearing her amber eyes away from the helm she held, shaking hands would set it into a fitting package, once it was placed, a small note bearing only a single message would be placed in as one of the moogles would close the box, hefting it with their mogstrength. What seemed to be a bow from them before bounding off to the recipient..

“As who i still should be..”♪

There would be several more.. Maidari’s words shook, her lungs taking breath whenever her words were silent. The coastal winds seemed to dance along with her coat as her goggles fluttered, still clinging onto her sword’s cross guard. The dragon who watched their own friend in the emotional pain couldn’t do anything but listen to her pained words..

“The isolation spreads and tears,”♪

“Those happy days pierce into me..”♪

“These lonely memories cease to care..”♪

“They spread throughout my history..”♪

As the xaela would carefully retrieve another memento from the crate, she’d find herself lifting an old photo with what looked to be an ivory necklace wrapped around it.. The photo was was herself, Maidari standing along with her clan. Happier memories of her life before.. Before the war.. Her life in Othard..

“I’ll never move.”♪

“I’ll never lose.”♪

“I’ll never move..”♪

“I’ll never lose..”♪

“I’ll never move…”♪

“I’ll never lose you…”♪

“Unraveling the world..”♪

Amber eyes moved to the faces whom were recalled from memory.. All the life they had.. The happiness.. The love.. All of it.. She’d never forget them.. No matter how much time had passed..

“At once, i start changing..”♪

“Yet everything’s remaining..”♪

“These lives i felt would join as one,”♪

“They fade away before they’ve begun..”♪

She didn’t need a package for the photograph, Mai simply handed it with quivering grip to the moogle who’d put it into one of their safest bag pockets, a bow from them before fluttering off, away in no direction in particular.. Bound for a memory far far away..

“I’m breakable, unbreakable..”♪

“I’m shaking yet, unshakable..”♪

“Until these hands contaminate you..”♪    

Ellie would take into the crate once more, her words carrying every note as if they were everlasting. A voice of sweet mellifluence sang their pained yet honeyed words ever onward..

“I’ll stand here existing and feeling wretched existence..”♪

“Consuming life-force ‘til I grow distant..”♪

“Don’t bother searching for somebody like me..”♪

“A fading no one..”♪

Despite all her former life had seen.. All it had saved.. All it had killed.. Her memory would be a dying one.. As those who once knew her faded away, friendships long forgotten.. Loves long lost.. All moving on as a The Knight’s light was simply put out. A thought that echoed in Eloise’s mind long before she thought to ever say goodbye.. But it was something far from the truth..

“This lonely space held into place by someone crazy..”♪

“Shall melt away like dawn to day as things get hazy..”♪

“So please think of me.. The way i used to be..”♪

“As who i really should be..”♪

One by one the xaela would pull out mementos.. All regarding Eloise’s life and her own.. Sending them off with the troupe of moogles that she requested.. The items from the crate all ranging from pictures to a full set of armor, the very same she wore.. All bound to people from her past and her former’s.. Something that would help them never forget who they once knew.. The Knight, Eloise.. Maidari..

“So don’t forget me..”♪

“You can’t forget me..”♪

“You won’t forget me..”♪

“Please don’t forget me..”♪

“WIth changing inside i’m completely paralyzed..”♪

“Remaining corrupt as i wish for paradise..”♪

“Remember the me, the way I used to be..”♪

As Maidari emptied the crate tears of her own fell onto the ground as she watched the moogles drift away.. Packages in tow, she’d then look away, her voice quivering yet still singing as she neared the end. Throughout her own lyrics she found herself swaying idly dancing as any performer would.. Her small audience watching in solemn happiness as Ellie said her goodbyes to the lives she lived before.. The past in Othard and the one ever so recent in Eorzea..

“Oh, won’t you tell..”♪

“Oh, please just tell..”♪

“Well now who could it be..?”♪

“That lives inside of me…”♪

Her voice reached the final notes of crescendo and song, her heart aching as her mind drifted to all the thoughts and memories she’d said goodbye to.. To those who knew her lives before.. So they could know that time had moved on.. To know that they no longer are who she was.. Who she has been.. And who used to be.. The pain of goodbye, lacking of the personal semblance was all still something that pained the lone Xaela..

The sun had only just begun to crest on the horizon.. Auburn colors burning the sky orange and amber.. Maidari’s song had ended, tears streaming silently down her cheeks as her shaking arms would wrap around her stalwart and steel companion.. One who had listened from the very beginning..

“They won’t ever be forgotten.. You made sure of that, kid..”

“Thou art brave and with the most noble of intentions. Their memories will be preserved in their comrades.. Let us head home..”

Ellie looked back to her dragon companion, wiping away the tears from her eyes with a nod. The goggles around Bucky now placed upon her head as the sword would be placed onto familiar straps upon her back.

“Let’s go..”

“I’ll never forget them.. Eloise or my own.. So many years before..”

“Remember me.. The way i used to be..”

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It’s a Dark Side of the Moon & Ultraseven kind of night. There’s a Fiction in this…

Ultraseven vs The Oligarchy

EDF disbanded! Dan gets framed and institutionalized once he unravels the control scheme ran from behind the curtain. A disenfranchised Ultraseven calls out the social control bullshit and makes a stand for unalienable human rights in the face of an armada of mind controlled monsters! Can Ultraseven rescue mankind from enslavement to the New World Order? Hold true to your heart, Moroboshi!

And, of course, his new suit has to be pink.

“And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear.
And if the band you’re in starts playing different tunes
I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon.”

Ultraseven x 1984 x everything Floyd

I just had a half-asleep dream about like some new game where you control a little girl and her stuffed animal. You gotta get across and get inside your grandma’s apartment next door and it’s a cute platformer like Unravel, but in sketchy greys. Except I guess the goal is to murder grandma in her sleep.

ZOOTOPIA FALLS

Strange occurrences have always been happening around the city known as Zootopia. Supernatural occurrences, strange disappearances, and some even say demonic possession. Newly appointed agent, Judy Hopps, is assigned to investigate these mysterious occurrences, much to her irritation due to her belief that there is no such things as demons or the supernatural, only facts and logical explanations. 

She soon encounters Nick Wilde, a fast-talking fox who believes there is more going on behind these strange occurrences.
Now the two must team up to unravel the mysterious behind these events and discover the demonic dangers lurking in the shadows of Zootopia.

Another picture inspired by Gravity Falls.

This would be an AU story, but I have no idea if I ought to continue this story idea or not.  It sounds like a cool idea, but I don’t have a fully developed story.

We’ll see.

I watch my knuckles turn white gripping this tiny coffee table that separates us. My fingers desperate to entwine in yours. The froth on your lips I could kiss away, in one swift movement. I could unravel into you. All my secrets and fears could come undone into your palms.
But this distance is only a fool’s mirage,  
you’re galaxies away
and I’ll always be the best friend.

//Part1