successfully gave away 400 zines yday and today at mcr <3 if you werent there i will probablyyyy make these zines available on my shop for cheap at some point soon. also i gave like 6 to mikey fucking way so um its possible? likely? gerard will also see my propaganda zines? you ever get so scared you just have to laugh
OK, screenshots collected and now I'm angry all over again at the idea Haman and Judau's relationship could ever have been reduced down to 'villainess attracted to teen hero'.
Like bloody hell. "People live their lives alone! That's what it is to be human," yells the woman who can literally connect with others via telepathy. And Judau, later: "You're just trapping yourself in your own flesh!"
Or
Haman: "Judau, come with me."
Judau: "Your very existence irritates me! You can go by yourself!"
Or
Judau: "Rid yourself of the blood that gives birth to hate and nurtures it!
Haman: "I will rid myself of nothing!"
The pathos of a kid who is unfiltered, unfettered youth going up against this proud, callous woman (girl) who decided the world needed to suffer for everything she'd been put through and won't cede one jot to the alternative path because it would destroy her ego. It's big, obvious, primary colour stuff but it's flipping effective! He's torn between seeing her as the embodiment of everything that's wrong with the world and someone in genuine pain, who he can't help but reach out a hand to. And she can't decide if he's terrifying or the most frustrating bad penny in the universe and either way, the only option is to kill him first because, again, conceding he's right about anything would render her, painstakingly defined entire existence completely pointless.
I know, I know, bad subtitles, hamstrung by being seen as the 'comedy' one, but it's so frustrating, you know? This is just as good as the A Baoa Qu duel it reiterates, if not better given it manages, incredibly, to provide a capstone to three series' worth of development of these powers and this setting. The fact it isn't a victory, that Haman goes out with pride and grace, entirely on her own terms, leaving Judau to face the hollow pointlessness of everything that's happened, that she is so clearly freed by her death in a way he's probably going to be wrestling with the rest of his life (c.f. leaving on the Jupitris II to get the same perspective as her) -!
Absolutely none of this is attraction. Not in that sense, at least. If it is in any sense, it's attraction like fate. A fight that's inevitable because neither of these people can countenance the other in their world-view. They literally view each other as monsters. But if the other person would just stop and see...
Judau reaches for Haman, extending his hand to the very end, and she is repulsed, flinging herself away from the offer of help.
She doesn't need anyone else.
She cannot live with the idea someone might have empathy for her.
I have decided I don’t really care about the outcome of this game because Lane was brought in specifically to deal with this brand of Kraken hockey. Which is looking very Krakeny.
Both Robert and Aaron have watches associated with their husbands they don't want to be married to, so they'll heal by giving each other watches at the next proposal. In this essay I will...