this scene went on longer than i thought

A Standing Ovation w/ Izaya Thoughts

Finally got my copy of the latest addition to the Izaya spin-off series 臨也と喝采を (Izaya to kassai wo). Compared to what most people have been talking about (which is rather few in comparison to the last installment), I thought there was a ton of content to analyze. Mind you, I read through this rather fast, so I still have to re-read it to really absorb all the details, and I am just writing from what I remember and took notes of. In terms of plot, I would not say it was anything new, but what I give the book praise for was how it was done. What made the whole book to me was the style of how it was told and the characters.

So let’s get the main observations that most people have already mentioned before out of the way before getting into new territory.

1. Izaya is left-handed.

Yes, this is something that has been already established, but it was never really a detail explicitly noticeable. Right in the first chapter, Izaya and Sozoro have a conversation about baseball and Sozoro brings up that Izaya is left-handed. It is also brought up again in the later chapters. So for those that missed the detail, now you know.

2. Izaya knows nothing of baseball.

I myself do not have a particular interest for sports, so I am also at a loss of what point Sozoro was trying to make exactly (yeah, I am ignorant too). He brings up something about how a right-handed person would stand in the batter’s box in relation to the pitcher. Confused, Izaya thinks and makes a motion as if he was holding an imaginary bat. “Oh, isn’t Izaya-dono left-handed? Do you even know how to hold a bat?” Sozoro goes on to explain about the stance one takes in the batter’s box. Izaya makes a comment, “Oh, I already know that.” Only for Sozoro to prove Izaya has no idea what he talks about.

I find it hilarious how Izaya pretends to know everything until he is proven otherwise. He would naturally say “hey, I’m only an informant. I can’t know everything.” But when Sozoro teases how Izaya made such a big lie, Izaya immediately starts to have a conversation with Nec (the gothic girl with glasses). While Izaya can admit certain aspects of himself, he still can show embarrassment in his own cute way.

3. Izaya’s Information Gathering/Acting

I guess this is the best way I could describe it with little context. Basically Izaya comes to the stadium because a previous client of his offered tickets for the game as payment for the information Izaya provided. Though naturally, Izaya just came to see the thousands of people gathered in one place and observing them rather than the game itself. So it is just coincidence he is there. Nec, who seems to me to just hack into the system because she had nothing better to do, is the reason why Izaya figured out about the murder.

Compared to the last novel where Izaya comes to town knowing pretty much everything, Izaya has no knowledge of the events that led up to this or even why there is a cleaning crew to take care of the body. This is what gets Izaya involved, his intrigue. This is what made this novel so interesting to me. Izaya had no prior knowledge to anything and had to figure it all out as he goes along. There is a point where he is meeting one of the big heads, named Hiura, at the stadium and says a few keywords to suggest that he knows what they are hiding, referring to the object/prized possession as “that” or bringing up information that he could remember that seemed important Nec found in their system only a short time before while behaving as if he knows everything the group has done up to now. The truth is, Izaya really did not. But he makes them think he does, and based on their reactions to his words can he tell if it actually means something or not.

There is another instance after his meeting with Hiura where he actively tries to make them think he was involved with the events of the murder. He made it sound like he was part of some organization and has connections (well, Haruto brings up that Izaya has “police friends”). Basically, when you get down to it, Izaya is just great at acting and reading people.


4. Izaya’s trauma

There’s another trauma incident. The professional killer, Iroha, was with Hiura and Izaya playing as a “servant.” If it was not for Sozoro coming along, she probably would have tried to eliminate Izaya (at this point, the organization thinks Izaya is possibly involved and dangerous). Izaya paid no attention to her at first until she asked him if he wanted anything to drink. She was wearing a bartender outfit.

What got me in this scene was there was not a lot of description of Izaya’s reaction itself. This is because at that moment, we were given Iroha’s thoughts on her next coarse of action. In the last novel, the police guy that was with Izaya noticed his behavior. In this one, Iroha was just thinking about her job and was not focusing on Izaya too much. It was not until Hiura asks about Izaya’s complexion that it is clear Izaya completely blanked out for that moment. “Sorry about that. I had a traumatic experience with a bartender, you see.” And he regains his composure and goes on like nothing happened.

I cannot help but feel like that scene went on for longer than it probably did just because there was little description on Izaya’s reaction. Just the emphasis on the words bartender uniform…And it was just that. It was a girl, who does not look like Shizuo at all, in a bartender uniform. Just the uniform alone caused a reaction.

5. Sozoro’s Entry on Izaya

Like the last novel, this one starts off with someone being interviewed asking about Izaya. Pretty sure it was Kine. I’ll talk about that later (this is a super long entry). But the rest of the “logs” are interviews with the people who are with Izaya: Haruto, Himari, Nec, and Sozoro. These interviews are called “What type of person is Izaya?” Sozoro’s entry brings up something very interesting and new depth to his character.

“If Izaya ever where to fall in love with one human being, something would change….If he ever really fell in love with one person, then he would truly become evil. To obtain that person, he would be fine with destroying the world, killing people, or making a mess of society….We probably should find ourselves fortunate. That such a man as he, a twisted philanthropist, to love the whole human race equally.”

Really paraphrased that last, but that’s really telling. He would be perfectly fine to destroy the world or kill to obtain the person he would love. Who does that sound like? It’s clear Izaya’s personality mainly was influenced after he met Shinra. Izaya has held jealousy for Shinra too. I think this further backs up Shinra’s observation of Izaya distancing himself so he wouldn’t get hurt. While he admired Shinra, he saw the dangers in being like that.


Now this brings something I think is going to be tackled eventually, but I think this is enough for now. I still have to talk about the other characters. We learn a LOT about the other characters. Yeah, Izaya is the main reason we read this spin-off series, but the other characters are quite enjoyable too. I have to explain some of the events that happen in the book and the characters that appear to also explain what I feel like is a “set-up” for a possible, inevitable future event.

Hope this is enough for now. I know a lot of people cannot get access to the book or read Japanese. I am NOT translating the book. You know, legal issues and all that. Not a professional translator too. But I am just super excited with the developments and thought I could share some of my thoughts. If there is anything I can clarify, I will try my best to elaborate. For those that read this massive post, thanks for reading. Hope this was not too jumbled. ありがとうございます。失礼いたします。

Wine-Buzzed ACOMAF Feelings

So I’m sitting here after a few few glasses of wine and I just feel this extremely long post coming on about Rhys and Feyre.  Buckle up, people.  

To begin the rant: I knew the moment that Feyre decided that she needed sex from Tamlin right after she was brought back to life that something was going to go wrong. I don’t remember much about the first time I read ACOTAR but I do remember four specific things.  I remember not letting myself like Rhys (because this was my first book by Maas so I was not yet accustomed to the love interest changes), (that being said, I remember that I wasn’t even completely sold on Feylin anyway), I remember feeling sick to my stomach when all Feyre wanted to do with Tamlin after the whole terrible ordeal was to have sex when the reader could clearly tell that she was about to fall the fuck apart, and finally, and I CLEARLY remember the scene at the end when Rhys acts all weird and leaves Feyre standing on the balcony, confused.  In my heart I think I knew.  I think I knew that she was going to end up with him, but because we only got to see the side of Rhysand that terrified and pissed people off, I was not having it.

As I said, this was the first book of Maas’s that I had ever read.  It didn’t draw me in completely like Throne of Glass did later. Because of this I read ACOTAR once, felt okay about it and then didn’t really think about it again until ACOMAF came out.  Even then, I only picked it up because of my love for the Throne of Glass series. I had NO idea what I was about to get myself into.

I have just finished reading ACOMAF for the third time since it has come out and each time I am more and more blown away by Rhysand’s love for Feyre.  It takes my fucking breath away.  Every.  Single. Time.  A few days ago I actually went back and re-read all of the parts in ACOTAR where Rhys interacts with Feyre, just to catch a second glimpse at their initial meetings and see if I could tell what he was thinking.  Since I’m feeling pretty ambitious right now, I’ll go through Rhys telling Feyre what he went through and/or go through the actual scene from ACOTAR.

Painting

FIRST OF ALL. Can I just say how crafty Maas is?!? She practically told us. RIGHT FROM THE BEGINNING—what was in store for our lovely Archeron sisters. Feyre painted THE NIGHT SKY for herself.  AND WE LATER FIND OUT SHE WAS BORN ON THE LONGEST NIGHT OF THE YEAR. I can’t even.  She painted flowers for Elaine….we all know why that was.  And finally, flames for Nesta—can’t wait to see that theory 100% proven in book three.

Calanmai

ACOTAR

A half smile played on his lips.  “What’s a mortal woman doing here on Fire Night?” His voice was a lover’s purr that sent shivers through me, caressing every muscle and bone and nerve.

ACOMAF

Calanmai. “There you are.  I’ve been looking for you.”

His first words to me—not a lie at all, not a threat to keep those fairies away.

Thank you for finding her for me.

So I started walking away, thinking you’d be glad to be rid of me.  But then you called after me, like you couldn’t get rid of me just yet, whether you knew it or not.

Second. Calanmai.  You guys, we should have fucking known.  From the very moment she first laid eyes on him, she thought he was the most male alive. It just is so crazy for me to go back and read the scene with him playing with her, acting like he knew her.  When really he did.  He knew her from his dreams and she had no idea.  How crazy that must have been for him to see her for the first time and know that he couldn’t have more.  He couldn’t have pursued another conversation with her, lest someone see and report back to Amarantha.  I know when I first read that scene in ACOTAR I knew that Rhys was going to come back and play a significant part but I was more annoyed than anything that she was giving him attention when she already had one attractive male Fae…

Also….partly terrified that Feyre has to be anywhere near Tamlin during Calamani but let’s be real…she can easily handle him.

EDIT:  I actually read a thread from Maas’ FB where she said that Calanmai had actually passed while Rhys and Feyre were in the cabin soooo we do NOT have to worry about this.  REPEAT, we do not have to worry.

Visit at the Manor

ACOTAR

Lucien interrupted, “What do you know about anything? You’re just Amarantha’a whore.”

“Her whore I might me, but not without my reasons.” I flinched as his voice whetted itself into an edge.  “At least I haven’t bided my time among the hedges and flowers while the world has gone to hell.”

This quote is something else because in the first book, it literally means NOTHING to us. We know nothing about Rhysand, other than the fact that Lucien and Tamlin hate his guts.  By default, I started to, too.  And even though this quote really has nothing to do with Feyre, I needed to include it because damn if I didn’t want to strangle Lucien after going back to this part after ACOMAF.  Those two idiots from Spring Court knew NOTHING of what this amazing guy was putting himself through in order to save his home. I hate knowing that so many don’t know what he sacrificed for almost fifty whole years.

ACOMAF

”But I was so selfish—I was so stupidly selfish that I couldn’t walk away without knowing your name.  And you were looking at me like I was a monster, so I told myself it didn’t matter, anyway.  But you liked when I asked.  I knew you did.  I had your mind in my hands, and you had the defiance and foresight to lie to my face. So I walked away from you again. I vomited my guys up as soon as I left.”

ACOTAR

Rhysand now faced the High Lord, and his perfect face was void of emotion before his brows rose.  A flicker of excitement—perhaps even disbelief—flashed across his features, but he whipped his head to Lucien.

Again, in ACOTAR, this entire scene just really cemented my dislike for Rhys.  All we see the first time around is how cruel he is.  How he makes Feyre cower before him and Tamlin beg for her life on his knees. What this really is—him, having to hide how crazy excited he is to see Feyre one last time while also probably feeling a dagger to the gut, knowing that she’s in love with fucking Tamlin of all people and also fearing how involved Feyre is in their lives, knowing that she could be dragged to Under the Mountain as well.  And the fact that we find out that this encounter rattles him so much that he pukes his guts up afterwards..just makes me so sad that I ever thought he was a horrible person.  DAMN YOU MAAS.

Under the Mountain

ACOMAF

And then I learned your name.  Hearing you say it…it was like an answer to a question I’d been asking for five hundred years.

“I decided, then and there, that I was going to fight.  And I would fight dirty, and kill and torture and manipulate, but I was going to fight.

SCREAMS.  He had to act like nothing was wrong.  Like he didn’t just learn the name of the girl that was probably his mate.  He had to look cold and disinterested, like he couldn’t care less that he was the cause of Clare Beddor’s torture and death—all in the name of throwing Aramantha off the scent of Feyre.  He was so good at fully immersing himself in the character that he needed to be in front of Lucien and Tamlin and EVERYONE for that matter, that we just have zero clue what he goes through in book one.  None at all.  And that makes my heart hurt so horribly for him.

Feyre’s Cell

ACOTAR

“What do you want?” I demanded.

“A moment of peace and quiet,” he snapped, rubbing his temples.

I paused. “From what?”

He massaged his pale skin, making the corners of his eyes go up and down, out and in. He sighed.  “From this mess.”

“Because I’m tired and lonely, and you’re the only person I can talk to without putting myself at risk.”

ACOMAF

”And that last night, when I found you two in the hall…I was jealous.  I was jealous of him, and pissed off that he’d used that one shot of being unnoticed not to get you out, but to be with you, and…Amarantha saw that jealousy.  She saw me kissing you to hide the evidence, but she saw why.  For the first time, she saw why.  So that night, after I left you, I had to…service her.  She kept me there longer than usual, trying to squeeze the answers out of me.  But I have her what she wanted to hear: that you were nothing, that you were human garbage, that I’d use and discard you.  Afterward…I wanted to see you.  One last time.  Alone. I thought about telling you everything—but who I’d become, who you thought I was…I didn’t dare shatter that deception.”

I honestly think that this scene hit me the hardest when I went back and read it in ACOTAR. In this instance Rhys is truly stripped bare for the first time.  It breaks my fucking heart that we had no fucking idea he felt that way about Feyre.. NONE. He was tired and stressed and just fucking done with playing games with Aramantha.  He didn’t want to spend time with Feyre just because there was peace and quiet in her cell. No.  He wanted to just see her.  To be reminded that there was something better out there.  Something other than the hell he had been living for the last fifty years.  And even if Feyre was to fail the next day, at least he could have spent one last moment with her—trying to let that small moment chase away the horribleness that he would have had to endure just minutes before.  It breaks my heart to think about.

Feyre’s Last Trial

And I knew as I picked up that knife to kill her…I knew right then what you were. I knew that you were my mate, and you were in love with another male, and had destroyed yourself to save him, and that…that I didn’t care.  If you were going to die, I was going to die with you.  I couldn’t stop thinking it over and over as you screamed, as I tried to kill her: you were my mate, my mate, my mate.

ACOTAR

-“Feyre!” someone roared.  No, not someone—Rhysand.

Rhysand yelled my name again—yelled it as though he cared.

Then Rhysand was on his feet, my bloody knife in his hands.  He launched himself at Amarantha, swift as a shadow, the ash dagger aimed at her throat.

-I ached my back, my spine straining to the point of cracking, and Rhysand bellowed my name as I lost my grip.

ACOMAF

”But your final trial came, and…When she started torturing you, something snapped in a way I couldn’t explain, only that seeing you bleeding and screaming undid me.  It broke me at last…

But then she snapped your neck.”

Tears rolled down his face.

“And I felt you die,” he whispered.

Tears were sliding down my own cheeks.

“And this beautiful, wonderful thing that had come into my life, this gift from the Cauldron…It was gone.”

This. This is some kind of horror that I will never be able to comprehend.  The first time that I read this, I think I thought that he had just started caring about her because of their bond and that they had reached some sort of peace.  But NO. He felt that way because he finally knew that she was his mate.  His equal. And he friggen found that out as she was being killed.  How messed up as that?!  I know at this point the first time around, not only was I like…starting to silently applaud Rhys for trying to help her, I also started noticing how Tamlin did…nothing. Feyre—a fucking human girl—left the newfound comfortable lifestyle that her sisters were again living, journeyed to Under the Fucking Mountain and went through three excruciating trials for that mother fucker and what did he do??!? He begged for her life.  RHYS WENT AFTER AMARANTHA WITH A KNIFE.  Over and over again until he couldn’t anymore. AHHHHHHHHHHHH.  

My Mate

ACOTAR

He bowed at the waist, those wings vanishing entirely, and had begun to fade into the nearest shadow when he went rigid.  His eyes locked on mine, wide and wild, and his nostrils flared. Shock—pure shock flashed across his features at whatever he saw on my face, and he stumbled back a step. Actually stumbled.

“What is—” I began.
He disappeared—simply disappeared, not a shadow in sight—into the crisp air. 

ACOMAF

”When I went to leave you…I think transforming you into Fae made the bond lock into place permanently.  I’d known it exsisted, but it hit me then—hit me so strong that I panicked.  I knew if I stayed a second longer, I’d damn the consequences and take you with me. And you’d hate me forever.  

I landed at the Night Court, right as Mor was waiting for me, and I was so frantic, so…unhinged, that I told her everything.  I hadn’t seen her in fifty years, and my first words to her were, ‘She’s my mate.’  And for three months…for three months I tried to convince myself that you were better off without me.  I tried to convince myself that everything I’d done had made you hate me.  But I felt you through the bond, through your open mental shields.  I felt your pain, and sadness, and loneliness.  I felt you struggling to escape the darkness aof Amarantha the same way I was.  I heard you were going to marry him, and I told myself you were happy.  I should let you be happy, even if it killed me.  Even if you were my mate, you’d earned that happiness.”

Ummmmmmm can we just talk about the fact that Rhys was down there for FIFTY YEARS and he’s worried about Feyre being there for three months?!  He is putting her mental health above his own.  Yes she had to kill two people and DIED defending Tamlin but he was mentally and sexually abused for fifty years with no one there to help heal him..He had the weight of trying to conceal and save his entire court and people that entire time.  She DOES deserve that happiness and safety but so does he.  A thousand fucking times over.  Like he sees his only family after fifty years but he is so torn up about finding out Feyre was his mate that that is literally all he can say to Mor when he first sees her.  How crazy is that?  He already loved Feyre that much.  I get butterflies every single moment that I think about it.  So here we are folks…even though a good portion of this was quotes…in a Word document this is six, almost seven pages.  This is what wine and a bit of passion will do to you.  And if you read ACOMAF, even after not liking ACOTAR, you’ll see what I mean!!

Fic: Your Heart is the Only Place That I Call Home

Fandom: The 100

Pairing: Kabby

Word Count: 6591

(A/N: This one got a LOT longer than I thought it would, so sorry for waffling. Picks up immediately in the final scene of season 3 and goes where my head went from there. I’ve used some Trigedasleng, probably badly, sorry if that’s a bit rubbish. Includes a shower scene because that’s where the Kabby Squad has been at for the last few months haha. Hope you all enjoy.)


But I know it’ll have to drown me, before I can breathe easy

Marcus is drowning. Lost in a flood of violent memories that shouldn’t belong to him. He feels the dual sensations of nails piercing his wrists, then being the one to drive them home, through flesh and bone. There is the echo of feeling Bellamy’s neck giving under his hands, his body fighting uselessly for life against Marcus’ relentless grip. Aiming a gun at those he cares about, at family, and squeezing again and again without so much as blinking. So Marcus clings to Abby like a drowning man, buries his face in her neck and tries to block out everything that isn’t her. She feels so small, but so strong as she near enough holds him up. He wraps his arms around her and breathes her in as she runs a hand over his hair. She smells like salt and earth and blood, but she smells like home.

He rests his forehead against her collarbone and gasps, realising he’s been sobbing into her skin, open and vulnerable in a way he can’t remember being since he was a child, and she has simply accepted him, with no judgement or blame, and cradled him tenderly to her breast. She has borne the weight of his sorrow; of both their sorrow, he thinks, with a sudden jolt. He feels the pain in his wrists and wonders how she must be feeling, in light of the love and care she is showing him in this moment.

When he raises his head to look at her, his eyes and breath catch on red, raw skin; a necklace of rope burns encircling her throat, and a fresh wave of horror rises in him.

“What-?” His voice cracks, he can’t bring himself to ask; he needs to know but already can’t bear the thought of her answer. He strokes his thumb ever so gently over the abrasions but Abby still flinches. Then she shakes her head.

“It doesn’t matter.”

“Abby…” He can’t keep the pain from his voice, and she can’t keep it from her eyes when she looks at him then.

“They were trying to get answers from Clarke.” Her voice is rough from the abuse her throat has suffered, “ALIE made me…” she doesn’t finish the sentence, she doesn’t need to: hang myself. The image of it in his mind’s eye has Marcus breaking all over again. From the look of her injuries it’s clear it was far too close. He could have lost her.

“God, Abby…”

“No… Hey,” She’s holding his face now. She has black blood on her hands but he doesn’t care, her touch is everything. “I’m okay. We’re okay.” But even as she says this, her hands are moving to take his own, removing one of the poorly wrapped bandages around his wrists to reveal the wound, and her face is pure anguish. “I’m so sorry…”

Marcus doesn’t care about his own pain, he only cares about hers, and the pain he’s unwittingly inflicted on those he loves. In this moment he only cares about stemming the flow of her tears.

“You didn’t do that.” He leans in and presses a soft kiss to the marks on her neck, whispers, “Just like you didn’t do this.”

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The Provocative Relation Validation

“I don’t get how you guys could possibly think you are a better couple than us” Penny had her arms folded across her chest in anger. She had doubts about her marriage too, but it did not help that Sheldon constantly felt the need to point out their flaws as a couple.

“I’m not necessarily saying you’re in a bad relationship, it’s just that Amy and I are superior. As I’ve explained to you, among many things, we enjoy spending time together” Sheldon glanced at Amy, who was sat next to him, and gave her a beaming smile.

“Yeah alright, you said. But that doesn’t mean you’re any better than me and Leonard, we enjoy spending time together as well” Penny pouted.

“You guys” Leonard sighed, “Will you stop? We have very different types of relationship, you can’t really compare them” he tried to make peace and calm them both down.

“You know, Leonard’s right” Penny sounded sarcastic, “We are very different. Leonard and I have a young, hot, fiery marriage whilst you and Amy are basically an old wrinkly couple” Penny snapped.

“Excuse me but who said you need to be all over each other all the time in order to have a healthy relationship? And I would like to say that due to the recent developments in our relationship, I would have to argue that Amy and I are just as fiery as you”

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Boueibu Christmas Episode

Y’all, I think this is my favorite episode. Gora was great, everyone was like, “En, you okay?” and then come to find out the whole thing was because of that Christmas card, they just invited the monster to their Christmas party, and the BEPPUS!

The Beppus were on their A+ game today, no joke. They were dehydrated, I tell you. They were all set to Grinch it up, and the second Gora was like, “Hey, wanna Christmas?” they were like, “We would literally trade our firstborn children to have Christmas with you.” Somebody get them a glass of water. And then they they’re just like, “Cancel all of the shenanigans we had planned, Dad, we got invited to Christmas with that man!”

Dadacha be like, “O.o. Uh…okay?”

And then they way they just flat out Another Yumoto and pretend he doesn’t exist, and they’re super “notice me senpai” to Gora, I was dying. Especially since En was throwing so much shade. 

That frosting on the face scene was the single most thirsty thing I’ve ever seen.

Dadacha’s charades-style communication to the Beppus was great.

The Reindeer Monster just wanted to have a Kuripa! 

”Let’s just close our eyes for no reason.“ 

“Oh, no, my stomach, it hurts~”

“YUMOTOOOO!!!”

“Everyone, this way, to the hospital!”

“No way, they fell for it…”

And someone ruining their plans to transform at every turn.

Those idiots are sharing a pair of gloves, and they made a giant sweater which was definitely for Gora, the Beppus were the MVP of this episode.

This post went on longer than I thought it would. -_- At any rate, long story short, the Student Council sent a postcard, and that cinched this as a great episode for me. I loved literally everything about this.

One last thing, En is so rude. :D

“David Duchovny actually has one pupil larger than the other as the result of a basketball injury and for the first season of [The X-Files], maybe longer, he would actually put drops in his eyes before every scene to dilate that pupil or vice versa to expand the other one so that his eyes were balanced. And then he gave up on it, he just went with the mismatch which I thought was always interesting that no-one really took note of it.”

Chris Carter, DVD Commentary for “Deep Throat” 

Closed Starter: Burning Memories

for @arthur-the-ghost-mechanic:

How long had it been? Months? Almost a year now? Though Vivi never took the time to count, she could never forget the day their lives had changed so drastically. A cave with an eerie green glow, one she had insisted they had to explore before moving on. There was a fork in the path, so the group split up.

Remembering the exact events made her heart tremble. Arthur lost his arm and a good chunk of his memories, Vivi lost her memories as well, Mystery had to blow hiscover completely, and what happened to Lewis was the worse portion. The entire world had fallen apart as the members of the gang needed time to recover before finally going back onto the field.

It was Vivi’s passion after all, despite how much more aware the group was of danger, and Arthur would never let her go alone. They went on simple cases for a long while, until a new one erupted in their face and demanded attention.

It sounded like the setup for an old horror film. A beautiful summer camp with a lake in the middle was suddenly losing popularity. People claimed that they saw a being with glowing eyes staring at them, going through them as if searching before erupting in absolute rage. Mystery theorized with Vivi that it could be an elemental spirit that was angered by disrespectful humans and was out getting revenge, but Vivi thought the activities were strange. Either way, the gang packed up and went towards the sight.

The familiar van pulled up to the scene and Vivi sorted out the arrangements. They were given a cabin to use, and Arthur parked the van by it before he started moving supplies inside. Once the blonde was clear, Vivi looked down at Mystery and let out a sigh.

“How is he Mystery…?” She asked calmly, eying the door Arthur had went into. “Has he remembered anything? I’d ask him myself but I know he’s more honest with you…”

I think it’s worth pointing out that after Riza, Ed and Scar manage to talk Roy down from his rampage, his eyes look exactly the same as they do in the Ishval chapters.
Even after he’s decided NOT to kill Envy, even after he’s backed away from the line between monster and human, he has the eyes of a killer. It’s not until he’s realized how far he almost went that Arakawa draws his eyes like this, btw. Here and in volume 15 there is a sorrow and a weariness in his eyes that only comes with the guilt and self-disgust that he feels when he realizes he almost crossed that line between human and monster.

Plus, he looks like this for the rest of the scene. Realizing he almost let himself become “a beast hiding in the skin of a person” (in Scar’s words) affected him more deeply and lingered with him a little longer than I originally thought.
Gakkou Gurashi - Ongoing

Okay, I decided to combine all my other Gakkou Gurashi posts into one long post because it’s mostly just theories and I want to keep them all together. :o I will update this intro with the last episode I watched, so don’t read unless you’re caught up.

Last addition: Episode 6, August 17, 2015.

Spoilers. Read at your own risk. It’s long and will continue to grow.


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anonymous asked:

what are your thoughts about last night's episode fight sequence?

I thought it was actually kind of great??? I am so surprised to be saying this, because a lot of the fight scenes from this season have been subpar or just total bullshit (I’m looking at you Dorne), but this was really well done - I think better done, even, than the Attack on Castle Black. For the first time all season, the camera actually stayed with Jon for more than 5 minutes (actual POV star of ADWD!! Imagine!!!), so I was incredibly relieved to have some full, almost well thought out Jon scenes. 

Sure, the battle scene was longer than it needed to be and sure, it really took advantage of the grotesque nature of zombies (if you love zombies so much, D&D, WHY NOT INCLUDE STONEHEART!!!?!??). However, I still thought that it was so interesting and I really enjoyed watching it! The scene with the wildling elders actually went on long enough for it to be believable, and I loved PitchPerfect2-lady-turned-wildling (until she died via maternity but w/e). And we actually got some Jon and Tormund friendship, which we desperately needed! The fight scenes were pretty good and I especially was into Jon vs. Big Scary White Walker Dude; I knew that Jon was going to be fine of course but I was still ON THE EDGE OF MY SEAT and then the Valyrian steel that Jeor Mormont gave him saving the day, BE STILL MY HEART. And they played that mashup of the theme song during it oh my god I was almost crying, Jon snow = game of thrones, don’t even talk to me about this

 And that last image, with the Night’s King and Jon and the dead rising and the motherfucking SILENCE as the boat slowly floats away I got CHILLS that was incredible, I was so into it. I’m worried about what that emphasis is going to mean via Jon Snow in season 6 but let’s just pretend that’s not a possibility because I don’t want to have to set myself on fire

I think that, most importantly, it brought a lot of perspective to the casual watcher, who may have been too caught up in the politics of Westeros to care about the white walkers or what the Night’s Watch is doing (especially because we haven’t really seen white walkers as a threat since season 2). It showed what “winter is coming” really means and what we’re going to need to worry about in the coming seasons/books - the more surreal parts of this world taking over, aka dragons, white walkers, whatever tree!Bran is doing, etc - and how the politics that have mattered so much to us in the past are going to really have to take a backseat. AND it highlighted how important Jon is, not just for the narrative, but for the battle of survival in Westeros!! I was talking to my mom after she watched the episode (she’s a casual GOT watcher) and that was the main take away that she got - that Jon Snow is a vital part of the coming storyline. This was essential to highlight this season, especially considering what’s going to happen in the next two episodes, so thank god we finally got some of that