I’ve waited after all the GIFs and videos of SDCC to voice my opinion. I’m always the one who reacts right away to regret it later. This time I am staying with my first reaction to this continuing BS they keep selling the fandom.
There was no need to remind fans at a fan convention that the couple they ship or don’t are not together. There is also no reason to bring along anyone who has absolutely nothing to do with the show
The manga and I kind of hate each other. This is unfortunate, but still, I’m determined to come out of this with something. Rather than spend energy on a liveblog that’s increasingly negative, I’m reading each manga act (mostly) silently, and then writing up summaries at the end. I won’t pull my punches. There’s going to be criticism and snark about the manga, either wholesale or in details. If that isn’t a thing you feel like reading, please skip this post!
This is not a triumphant return, more a begrudging slouch through the door on the first day of that 8am class you should’ve known better than to sign up for. This issue is absolutely terrible, it spins its heels for about twenty pages, it contradicts its own backstory every other panel, and its reasons for absolutely anything boil down to “the inanimate object told me to”, and like, children, this is why they tell you never to play with a ouija board alone. One of my biggest complaints with the Saturn arc of the anime was its pacing, and my assumption is that the gods heard me and decided I must be punished for my hubris.
But none of that is getting this summary written, and that is my only path to freedom, so let’s go.
You may remember that we left off last issue with the Inners and Outers about to kick each other’s asses and how that was kind of interesting. That was my mistake, and the manga quickly corrected itself. This issue opens with Usagi saying “Guyyysssss, c’moooon, stooopppp”, and they do, and that’s the end of that. Usagi is now Super Sailor Moon, you see, and if you don’t, the manga will remind you of this four times in two pages, I only wish I were joking.
Brief interlude with the Death Busters, where they DON’T say “Super Sailor Moon?!” but you know they’re thinking it. Usagi kills the last two mini-bosses, and Kaolinite swears it’s her turn next, and oh, you know she is so correct about that.
Hotaru has a migraine and is evil. As a sufferer of migraines, that seems legit.
Usagi talks about how everyone gave her their power and blah blah, you’ve heard it before. The Outers marvel at how their Talismans are so awesome, AND THIS LEADS ME DIRECTLY TO ONE OF MY BIGGEST COMPLAINTS WITH THIS ISSUE: The Outers functionally do NOTHING throughout this. It’s painfully clear that their Talismans are the ones making all the significant decisions, and it bugs the piss out of me. We’ve been heading that way for a while now with how firmly wrapped the manga’s lips are around the ginzuishou’s dick, but the anime got a little slavish about it at times too, so I haven’t said much. But this shit with the Talismans seems to go out of its way to take agency away from the Outers, by which I of course mean Haruka because this is actually a step up for poor Pluto, and Michiru is also there.
LITERALLY MICHIRU’S TALISMAN HAS MORE INPUT THAN SHE DOES
MICHIRU IS BEING OUT-CHARACTERIZED BY A MIRROR FOLKS
The Senshi fly around a bit, that being something they can just do sometimes, and the Outers strike up a conversation about the destruction of the Silver Millennium all the brutal deaths of everyone in their past lives. You know, as you do.
THEY WERE FORBIDDEN TO LEAVE THE ZONES THEY WERE ASSIGNED TO PROTECT
THEY SAY THIS AND THEN ONE PAGE LATER:
SO YOU SAW EVERYONE DYING AND DIDN’T GET OFF YOUR ASSES BECAUSE IT WAS MORE IMPORTANT TO STAY WHERE YOU FUCKING WERE BUT YOUR SWORD TELLS YOU TO GO GET BRUNCH AND OFF YOU FUCK
INCLUDING PLUTO WHO THOUSANDS OF YEARS LATER IS STILL “oh no I can’t leave the time gate ever not ever it is tabooooooo” THIS IS SUCH ARBITRARY LAZY BULLSHIT AND I’M SO ANGRY ABOUT IT
Also ps: when the Outers get together, they summon Saturn, and she destroys everything. So I’m going to offer an idea that I know is kind of out there, bear with me for a second, but have you considered MAYBE DON’T FUCKING GET TOGETHER.
STAY THE FUCK HOME THEN WATCH SOAP OPERAS AND EAT TOTINOS
The even have the nerve to have this in tiny print off to the fucking side of the page:
DID YOU CONSIDER MAYBE NOT RIDING AROUND WAVING THEM IN THE COCKPIT OF YOUR PRIVATE FUCKING HELICOPTER THEN I DON’T KNOW THAT JUST SEEMS INTENSELY IRRESPONSIBLE TO ME
LOOK YOU CAN’T SAY YOU “UNFORTUNATELY” GATHERED TOGETHER WHEN TWO OF YOU HAVE BEEN BONING IN YOUR FREE TIME **
“UNFORTUNATELY GATHERING TOGETHER” IS EVERYONE ACCIDENTALLY SHOWING UP AT THE SAME DAIRY QUEEN NOT ADOPTING A HELICOPTER AND MAKING OUT IN IT ON YOUR WAY TO THE EVIL SCHOOL YOU’RE BOTH INFULTRATING
YOU CAN’T FINGER EACH OTHER AND SAY “OOPS SORRY ABOUT THAT GATHERING TOGETHER THAT WAS UNFORTUNATE”
(**) By “two of you” I of course mean anime Haruka and Michiru, not manga Haruka and the cardboard cutout of the Babadook.
The Outers go on to blame Hotaru for all this, which is frankly amazing, and say that they’re going to kill her before she can become Saturn. Chibs (or maybe it’s Usagi, I neither know nor care) has an emotional reaction to this:
And this was all I could think.
That musical interlude over, the Outers are determined to murder, and so they pull their usual “WE CANNOT BE ALLIES” shit and teleport away, or maybe fly, it’s anybody’s guess. Whatever method they use, and despite their five minutes head start, they’re beaten to Hotaru’s house by a ten-year old on foot, and I hope they’re incredibly embarrassed about that.
Too late! Hotaru’s already evil! She grabs Chibs’ ginzuishou and Chibi-Usa instantly dies. It’s not broken! The locket isn’t even opened. It’s just moved five feet away, and bam, she’s dead. I have to say this feels like a pretty serious design flaw.
Hotaru’s hair spontaneously grows, which we all know is the true power of the ginzuishou, and now she’s Mistress 9. With manga Hotaru apparently being an android Because Reasons, all I can think is that we could have avoided a lot of problems if someone had just installed an anti-virus on Hotaru. BY THE TIME YOU NEED ONE IT’S TOO LATE KIDS PRACTICE SAFE COMPUTING
Camden Town in the 1920s was practically a war zone due to all the gang activity. People had to be careful about what time they went out unless they wanted to get caught in the crossfire. Two years ago, Y/N Y/L/N started her practice in Camden Town and quickly became one of those careful people. She knew of the gangsters around Camden Town, but made sure she never came into contact with them and always had her own back. One night she had been forced to work late in her office thanks to a mountain of ridiculous paperwork. Most of it was redundant but Y/N was a perfectionist who could not put anything more than her absolute best into everything that she did. This was part of the reason she was one of the best doctors in England and also one of the things Y/N detested about herself.
“I just had to stay and fill out all this paper work,” Y/N muttered as she squinted behind her glasses in the poorly lit light of her office.
Janet, her assistant, had offered to do it, but Y/N had practically shooed her out of the office so that the young girl could have a fun weekend. Unfortunately, Y/N’s idea of a fun weekend involved nothing but sleep and tea. Just as she was signing her name at the bottom of the fifteenth page of another article, someone banged on the front door of her practice. Y/N jumped, dropped her pen, and grabbed the small black pistol she kept in her top desk drawer for emergencies. She remained calm as she stood from her desk and exited her office. The gun was extended in front of her as she passed Janet’s empty receptionist desk and entered the waiting room. The blinds of the office door had been drawn closed and the light was dim in the waiting room so Y/N couldn’t make out an outline of the person at her practice door. Said person banged against the door four more times, making her gulp a little.
“Who is it?” Her voice didn’t waver and she sounded confident in spite of her nerves.
“’s bloody Santa Claus,” a gruff voice called back.
In her experience, sarcasm was usually a good indicator that she wasn’t in any real danger. However, just to be safe, Y/N kept her pistol extended in front of her as she slowly approached the door and peeked out from behind the blinds. She nearly screamed when she saw the bloodied bearded face staring back at her but relaxed when she saw that he didn’t have any weapons. Y/N pulled away from the blinds, stuck her pistol in the back of her skirt, and opened the door. The tall, hulking man almost crashed into her arms, but managed to steady himself with the help of Y/N grabbing his shoulders. His black wool coat was torn on the shoulders and at the lapel and there were a couple of blood stains around either side of his ribs. His face was scratched up as well, but the man was still handsome.
“What happened to you?” Y/N asked.
“Business,” he said, a little blood spilling out of his mouth when he spoke. “Can you help me or not?”
Y/N nodded, feeling the caretaker inside of her take over. She wrapped her arm around his waist and he leaned on her for some support as she guided him into her examination room. Slowly, she helped him sit down on the sheet-covered bed.
“I am going to take your jacket off now, all right? Let me know if anything hurts.”
“Of course, doctor.”
Y/N tried to keep a gentle touch as she slipped his coat off his shoulders and arms before hanging it up neatly on the coat rack in the corner. She switched on the light in the room so that she could get a better look at her strange patient. When she turned the light on, the man looked at her and his blue green eyes widened.
“What is it?” Y/N asked.
“You’re a bloody bird.” He smirked, revealing his blood-stained teeth.
In spite of the warm feeling that spread throughout the pit of her stomach, Y/N ignored his comment and took his blood pressure and heart rate. She felt his eyes boring into her as she went through her basic procedure of checking with patients.
“What’s your name?” Y/N asked.
“Alfie,” he said.
“Well, Alfie, I’m going to need to take off your shirt so that I can get a better look at your injuries.”
“Sure that’s all you’ll be doing, love?”
She had to admit that most men in Alfie’s condition wouldn’t have tried flirting with her or speaking more than necessary. It showed just how much strength he had. Her nimble fingers made quick work of the buttons and she was as careful with taking off his shirt as she had been when she took off his coat. He had several stab wounds near his ribs, bruises all over his shoulders and upper back. Alfie had a considerable amount of muscle for his age and Y/N couldn’t ignore it. Also, Y/N couldn’t ignore the tattoos scattered across Alfie’s broad chest and back.
“It looks like you’ll need a few stitches. Let me know if you get uncomfortable at all, all right?”
“I’ll be fine.”
He managed to keep his chin up as Y/N disinfected all of the open wounds and was nearly silent when she began stitching him up. She caught him gritting his teeth a few times and shook her head.
“Experiencing pain is completely normal, Alfie, you don’t have to act tough. I have had grown men cry in here before.”
“They weren’t really grown men if they cried anyway,” Alfie said.
Y/N shook her head as she applied salve and tapped gauze over all of Alfie’s new stitches. “The lengths men go to solidify their masculinity will never cease to amaze me.”
“So I amaze ya?” Alfie teased.
“Not more than the average man.” Y/N put her stitching supplies away and cleaned off the blood from Alfie’s face, feeling her own burn up by the way he was staring at her.
“Tell me, how did you end up becoming a doctor?”
“Same as everyone else: studied hard, went to Cambridge, and got licensed. Is it shocking for you to see a colored woman as a doctor?”
“A little bit.”
“You would be amazed at what we can do when we’re not in a maid’s uniform.” Y/N dead panned.
“I didn’t mean it like that—”
“Well, you’re all cleaned up now. Try to stay out of any trouble and rest so you won’t tear open your stitches.”
And then you’d have to come back here, Y/N thought bitterly.
She threw away the bloodied Q tip and washed her hands. She should’ve worn gloves but she had forgotten them in the haste of trying to take care of the older man.
“Doctor, I didn’t mean to offend ya, I was just trying to make conversation. Personally, I don’t particularly care about the color of your skin since I think it adds to your beauty.”
Y/N was surprised at Alfie’s words and slowly turned to face him. They were quite sweet even though they weren’t articulated the best. His eyes seemed to apologize and she could tell that he was being honest.
“That was very kind of you, Alfie.”
“Thank you.” Alfie leaned forward a little. “You know, you never told me your name.”
“It’s Y/N, Y/N Y/L/N.”
“Y/N, sounds like the perfect name for a doctor.”
Y/N smiled thinly. “Let me go get you some painkillers.”
Before he could answer, Y/N sauntered out of the exam room and walked over to the room where she kept all the medication her patients could need. She plucked a bottle of ibuprofen from one of the shelves and on her way back to the exam room, gunshots rang out far too close to her practice. The gunshots were quickly followed by yelling and more gunshots. She hurried into the exam room to find Alfie slowly getting to his feet.
“What are you doing?” Y/N swiftly helped him stand.
“I’ve got to go finish the business that’s going on outside.”
“I should’ve known you were in some shady business.” She put the pill bottle in his pants pocket.
Alfie turned to her. “Don’t worry, Doctor, you’re in safe hands. Some of my men are out front.”
“And it doesn’t sound like it’s going well.” Y/N grabbed her pistol from behind her and handed it to Alfie. “Here.”
Alfie’s eyes widened at the gun in his hand. “This is a bloody Colt 1903. Where’d you get this from?”
“It was a graduation present from my father. You’ll probably need it out there. Keep a good grip on it since it is pretty small.”
“What else are you hidin from me, Doctor?” He smirked.
“I’m just defensive is all.” Y/N slid Alfie’s coat on for him and helped him walk out of the exam room and into the waiting area. Outside, there were still gunshots, but they had gotten even closer. “Stay here, I’ll be right back.” “You’re mad if you think ‘m letting you go out there.”
“You’re mad if you think I’m going to stand by and let a bunch of gangsters destroy my practice.”
Y/N stormed into her office and grabbed her Browning rifle from the closet that she usually kept locked. She loaded it and walked back into the waiting room. Alfie’s eyes were they size of saucers when he laid eyes on the rifle.
“Bloomin ‘ell,” he said.
“You can go outside first since that front door is the only way in and out of here. I’ll cover you best as I can.” Y/N set the weapon up properly in her hands and glanced up at Alfie’s stunned expression. “My father was a hunter and he taught me a few things.”
“Marry me.” Y/N rolled her eyes at Alfie’s words but did have a few butterfly flutters in the pit of her stomach. She had to focus at the task at hand, but it was nice to have impressed Alfie so much. When Alfie managed to exit the practice and evade Sabini’s—-due in part to Y/N covering him so well—-he was forever grateful that Dr. Greene, his usual doctor, had been in Switzerland at the time.
Hi folks, I know you've recced this before, but I'm just gonna give it a quick boost cuz it is fantastic and ask if you know of any other long, similar fics?? Anyway it's 'War, Children' by nonymous and if you've not read it you absolutely HAVE too. Possibly my favourite fix in any fandom!
KotFE tells us that Saresh refused to relinquish power once her term was up
According to Wookieepedia, a Supreme Chancellor is elected for a four year term, with a maximum of two terms in office for a total of eight years
Dorian Janarus, her predecessor, was Supreme Chancellor for somewhere between ten and twelve years, depending on when he took office after the Sacking of Coruscant
Saresh can only, at absolute most, have been in power for eight years as we are being rescued from carbonite (3640-3632), so either she was ousted after four years and she was just ~soooo powerful~ that she was able to continue to manipulate affairs for another four years, or her ousting has only literally just happened
When the game goes out of its way to tell us that no one likes her and she’s just a power hungry tyrant, so if she’s that lacking in support that she has to rely on the GenoHaradan to execute her orders, so if it was four years ago, how has she accumulated the money and the influence to remain relevant
But that doesn’t change the fact that her predecessor exceeded the term limit and there’s no mention of the emergency provisions like Palpatine exploited to extend his term
So I guess she just served one term? And oops I forgot she’s an abrasive woman so that means she has to be punished for being a shrill, arrogant bitch I guess
What I wouldn’t give for politically savvy Saresh as an antagonist who was actually, you know, good at her job like she’s supposed to be but I guess that doesn’t play into the extended Jedi Knight storyline WHOOPS I mean Knights of the Fallen Empire expansion
Ok, so let's say lightning is planning A surprise proposal for Sally. Who's on the "tell list" and who's on the "do not tell list" and who's on the "DO NOT TELL OR ELSE PLAN IS RUINED!!!!!" List? Also can we all agree that lightning would totally get into over-planning this thing down to the smallest details???
The Tell List:
Luigi and Guido
Strip and Lynda
The Do Not Tell List:
The “Do not tell under any circumstances I cannot emphasize this enough” list:
And oh absolutely. Obviously the only reason they aren’t engaged yet is because he’s been planning this shit for 10 years.
Update on Kid Sister watching Clone Wars: she’s now on Episode 6 and she just finished her first clone-centric episode (the Rishi moon one). I asked her if she has a favorite clone yet, and she told me, “I really liked the one that died. Hevy?”
*grins as she begins to gather all the Hevy lives content she can find on this site to show her*
She also went on to say that she finds the art style very distracting (smart girl), and she particularly hates how Anakin looks. I asked her what she thinks of Obi-Wan and his single block of beard. She smiled and said she likes it because it reminds her of the food critic from Ratatouille for some reason and I absolutely lost my fucking mind when she said that because the FOOD CRITIC DOESN’T EVEN HAVE A GODAMN BEARD I’m just–I’m gonna *implode*. W H Y, Kid, WHY.
Hi bonney, i just want to say that you are the reason why i am a hardcore gruvia shipper. I loved them before but when i read your stories, i loved them even more. Your stories are all amazing! Please continue writing as i believed in your talent.
You have no idea how much messages like this means.
When I started writing, I totally thought it would flop hard, I just wanted to write something I didn’t find for this cute and absolutely wacky couple. Before I knew, The Baby Problem had so many reviews and favorites, follows I couldn’t believe! And here I am, 7 years later with people telling me I am of the reasons to ship my favorite couple.
How is a girl not supposed to cry with this stufffffff????? TT3TT You guys are so great, you make me very happy! I only hope my stories keep being good enough to make you read them! Thank you so much for all the love. <3
(1/2) Dream Daddy fandom is the weirdest shit I've seen. It just proves that """"Fandom""" culture as a whole on tmblr is toxic and disgusting. I hated and absolutely DESPISED the picture and the reason the OP had for drawing it that they're having to defend because some fucknut decided that "Oh hey, telling people to kill themselves is an okay thing to do." Not that I'm upset that the Dream daddy devs defended them or anything. It's just I felt like there could've been an actual discussion
(2/2) about the reason why the picture wasn’t received too well but because of that dipshit they had to do that. It would’ve been bad not to. However, I don’t even know if the Dream Daddy devs felt about the pic, and of course everyone can have their own opinion. They may have not seen the problems I or others had with it and might like the pic for all I know, which is fine. I just hate how disgusting and immature people are about things on here, teenager or not. Teens know better than that.
(3/2) also to clarify I meant that I despised the concept behind the picture. I understand if you feel differently too but I kinda just had to get it off my chest.
tumblr fandom has embraced a belief of all or nothing. if something messes up slightly, its entirely rotten and should be kicked to the curb. is this entirely unfounded? no, of course not. people are sick and tired of the same things coming up, deservingly so, and they feel they deserve better by now, which they do. and to be fair, from what i saw of the tweets from the op of the art, they weren’t being too gracious to those who had criticisms, particularly those who pointed out that its a bit iffy to draw a canon trans man as a cis woman.
nonetheless, this is an unhealthy way to treat flaws in media and fandom. being “problematic” is not a light switch, where one side is perfect and flawless and the other is scum and filth. i completely understand those who feel frustrated and disenfranchised, but we cannot keep immediately switching to death threats at the slightest trip up. we should recognize when something is truly trying to be the good that we all want to see in the media we consume, and if there are shortcomings we should guide them along the way for both their and our sake. nobody who truly wants to make better content deserves to only have one chance.
What court would Wheeljack fall under? Or would he be one that isn't in a court at all?
(I totally forgot about Wheeljack!)
He would be in the Summer Court, along with the rest of the TFP bots. He’s a bit of a loner, but not enough to be considered a Courtless.
Being a Courtless feaformer is actually considered to be a very bad thing among court circles because in order to be one, you have to have either separated from your court, or have been kicked out for one reason or another. They’re considered either traitors, criminals, or vagabonds just too lazy to pick a side in the first place. The Courtless themselves, however give absolutely no frags about what the courts think. They’re far too busy doing whatever the hell they want to care.
based off of the season 4 trailer for the flash, it seems like caitlin is just back to normal, like killer frost never happened, and let me just say that i will be absolutely LIVID if thats the case. i loved killer frost right off the bat, and, although they did a pretty bad job with that storyline in season 3, i was really looking forward to what they would do with it in this upcoming season because they set it up to have a lot of potential to be a major and interesting plot point in the last episode of the last season. furthermore, the fact that julian albert will no longer be a regular on the show (which i am honestly devastated about…the reason i started watching the show is because i found out tom felton would be playing him) also points toward going away with killer frost because caitlin was julian’s love interest and he played a large role in season 3 in trying to help caitlin control her powers. he was intent on helping her, even at the end when she went full-on killer frost.
im hoping the show maybe just wanted to leave the whole killer frost ordeal as a surprise once the season starts because my heart would be broken twice (the first time bc of julian) if now they just decide to do away with one of my favorite characters and what could be an extremely good addition to the show if done correctly.
either way, im really looking forward to this season and regardless of what they do, i know i will still enjoy the show
Hello, girl! This is about time travel in DTL and IkeSen. Do you like the idea of the MCs being able to go back and forth in time to visit family and friends, (and get some modern goods) or do you prefer that they stay stuck in one era forever? For me, watching them go "screw it", and cutting off all ties with their previous lives is a bit shocking, tbh.
Hello, my lovely!
Absolutely! I love when an MC has access to both, especially when the changes to either timeline are either minimal or non-existent. There’s no reason not to.
Particularly when the method of time travel can be used at will, I don’t see why the MC has to choose.
Also, is it me, or does the MC almost always choose the past?
By doing that, aren’t you setting your own humanity as a female back, by actively choosing to live in the past? Not only because of some guy, but also in terms of all of the rights that both men and women fought for you to have.