(アニメ「進撃の巨人」OP) - 紅蓮の弓矢

(アニメ「進撃の巨人」OP)

紅蓮の弓矢

ectobruisebosom:

firedragonprincess:

thereluctantwarrior:

rainbowjaeger:

jadesharleys:

紅蓮の弓矢

(music box ver.)

It’s quite silent now.

It’s peaceful now, and you prefer it this way. You see in front of you some good few yards the mangled bodies of your former comrades. This actually wasn’t too far from where Squad Levi was defeated by the Female Titan, you realize. That seems appropriate. Valiant leaders see their fellow soldiers die their valiant deaths at the resting place of the loyal and determined.

You’re one of the few left moving. Even then, it’s only a few twitches of the limbs and your eyes looking around. Armin is the one closest to you, his head of soft, blond hair sticking to his forehead, slick with blood to soon dry. A deep slash from his blade runs across his chest. This you saw happen: he was darting through the forest, seeming just fine until one of the abnormal titans brought a fat, meaty hand down on him, forcing his drawn blade into his chest when his body slammed into the nearest tree. He deserved so much better, you thought. It reminded you of when he spoke to you of the outside world, the world you and him and Mikasa had hoped to see outside these walls. Instead you were all greeted with death.

Nature itself seems to pity him, you thought. Small wildflowers popped through the ground at his feet and what used to be his legs; moss cushioned what were only minutes ago his regular back, arms, head, and neck. This made you smile just a little. If he was going to die like this, then he deserved a beautiful funeral, and that was what he was getting. Mankind would never forget dear Armin; you would make sure of it.

Slightly further away was Jean. His 3D Maneuver gear was still hissing and steaming, broken into shards and being the reason for his death. It malfunctioned in the air when his gas was running low. Connie had made sure that no titan had gotten to him. Nice of him, you think, to do that. Maybe you really never gave Jean a fair chance. Then again, neither did he. Of course you would bicker over this with yourself with your last dying breaths.

Speaking of Connie, there he was across from Sasha. You wondered how all of your training comrades happened up here. Connie had given up his life for Sasha, only to have her beaten from behind. That really got to you, you realize. No one deserved that. But their efforts most definitely aided humanity. Without any of these soldiers, success could not have been remotely possible. You like to think this often. It comforts you.

Mikasa was somewhat closer to you. She didn’t die of blades or titans or blood or anything of the sort. What was it called? You remember this term being used once, just over your shoulder. Something to do with your heart beating too fast, stopping. And how could you blame her? She was doing so much for you, for everyone. You could have sworn that it had to do with this. After all, there were no stab wounds peppering her body, no missing limbs, no organ or bone shattered under the crunch of a titan’s jaws. Maybe she had just had enough. So had you. You could see the colorful, carefree wildflowers snaking around to the sky, providing as a reasonable, beautiful burial ground.

You didn’t know where Captain Levi was, nor Commander Erwin, nor Squad Leader Hanji. You trust that they died more peacefully. They deserve some peace and quiet, after all.

You had to look up to see Reiner slung over a branch, his legs twitching and his eyes closing. You never did see how he died. Berholdt wasn’t too far off, you see. The look on his face was so much more peaceful, and for that you’re grateful. Ymir, God knows what happened to her, had attempted taking Krista somewhere that was supposed to be safety, but as far as you were concerned, there are no survivors today. But there was still something comforting about that.

There are no survivors on either side.

Mankind has finally defeated the titans.

no i am not crying these are not tears

calm down satan

thanks for making me cry…

Then, you awoke to nothing but black. Were you dead? No, no you knew you were, but where were you? You believed you looked around, and then your optics fell on a white speck.

Moving closer, you quickly realized it seemed to be a passageway. But where to? As you neared it, you could see specks of green and blue, and then cheerful shouting. You moved until the passage was bigger than you, and what you saw made your spirits lift.

Everyone was there.

Eren and Mikasa had their arms around a woman that looked a lot like Eren, Armin smushed between them. They were all laughing and sobbing, just like almost everyone around.

You could see Levi, Hanji, and Erwin surrounded by their squad. The Lance Corporal had more expression on his face than you’ve ever seen, a honest-to-god grin on his face and what looked to be tears in his eyes. Hanji was whooping loudly, and Erwin was just laughing.

Jean had his arms around what you realized to be Marco, the two hollering, sobbing, and most of all, laughing. They were yelling about how much they missed each other. You could tell, they were both pretty damn loud.

Everyone was with everyone else, reuniting. Then, you saw them.

Your parents.

They were striding over, big tears and even bigger smiles on their faces. Your eyes widened, and you felt just nothing but joy. You took a deep breath and let out a whoop that rivaled Hanji’s, running and joining everyone in the tears and laughter.

You felt like a winner.

(Source: komo--rebi)

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Mary Sue, what are you? or why the concept of Sue is sexist

adventuresofcomicbookgirl:

Looks like this essay was needed, so I went ahead and did it. Not sure I said everything I wanted to say, but I tried.

So, there’s this girl. She’s tragically orphaned and richer than anyone on the planet. Every guy she meets falls in love with her, but in between torrid romances she rejects them all because she dedicated to what is Pure and Good. She has genius level intellect, Olympic-athelete level athletic ability and incredible good looks. She is consumed by terrible angst, but this only makes guys want her more. She has no superhuman abilities, yet she is more competent than her superhuman friends and defeats superhumans with ease. She has unshakably loyal friends and allies, despite the fact she treats them pretty badly.  They fear and respect her, and defer to her orders. Everyone is obsessed with her, even her enemies are attracted to her. She can plan ahead for anything and she’s generally right with any conclusion she makes. People who defy her are inevitably wrong.

 God, what a Mary Sue.

I just described Batman.

  Wish fulfillment characters have been around since the beginning of time. The good guys tend to win, get the girl and have everything fall into place for them. It’s only when women started doing it that it became a problem.

TV Tropes on the origin of Mary Sue:

The prototypical Mary Sue is an original female character in a fanfic who obviously serves as an idealized version of the author mainly for the purpose of Wish Fulfillment.

Notice the strange emphasis on female here. TV Tropes goes on to say that is took a long time for the male counterpart “Marty Stu” to be used. “Most fanfic writers are girls” is given as the reason. So when women dominate a genre, that means people are on close watch, ready to scorn any wish fulfillment they may engage in. This term could only originate if the default was female.

 In fact, one of the CONTROVERSIES listed on the TV Tropes page is if a male sue is even possible. That’s right, it’s impossible to have an idealizied male character. Men are already the ideal.

 In our culture, male tends to be the default. Women take on the distaff parts. “Him” and “mankind” are what humanity are, “her” and “womankind” are secondary. Yet this isn’t true for Mary Sue as a term. That name was created first. It was a Star Trek fic that coined it and the female desigination was likely a big reason it caught on. This female is name the default to use when describing idealized characters. Marty Stu and Gary Stu are only to be used if you’re discussing men specifically.  Heck, there isn’t even an agreed upon term for them. So the only time female can be default is when discussing a badly written character, someone who is more powerful or important or liked than they should be allowed to be, someone the plot focuses on more than you would like, someone you don’t want to read about. Hmmm.

 What’s really wrong with a thirteen year old girl having a power fantasy, even if it’s badly written?  Who is it hurting? Men have baldly admitted to writing power fantasies and self inserts since the beginning of time. How many nerdy, schlubby guys suddenly become badasses and have hot girls chasing after them in fiction? See: Spiderman- blatant everyman who happens to  stumble across amazing powers and catch the eye of a supermodel.  Mary Sue is considered the worst insult to throw at a character as it renders them worthless. But since when are idealized characters automatically worthless? Aren’t all heroes idealized in some way? Don’t all heroes represent the author in some way? Aren’t these characters supposed to be people we look up to, people who represent human potential, the goodness that we strive for? Fantasy by nature is idealized, even the tragic ones.

 If you look at the TV Tropes page for Mary Sue, it’s ridiculous. You can be a sue for having too many flaws, or not enough, for fixing things or messing things up, for being a hero or a villain. And of course, this is specifically pointed out as a trope related to the Princess and Magical Girl genres- genres aimed towards women are naturally full of Mary Sues.  Magical girls are powerful and heroic and actually flaunt femininity as a good thing. They are a power fantasy designed for girls. So of course, a girl using traditionally feminine traits to dominate and triumph means she’s a sickeningly pure Mary Sue who makes everything go their way. Feminine traits are disdained and look down on, so when the positive feminine traits are prominent, the reader has an aversive reaction. How can a character be so feminine and triumph? She must be unrealistic, she must be badly written, because everyone knows it is impossible to be feminine and powerful.

 Let’s look at what kinds of Mary Sues people will point to. People will claim a female character is a Mary Sue if she is a love interest. Put a female character within a foot of a male character, and people will scream “Mary Sue!” Why does someone falling in love with her make her a Mary Sue? Well, she hasn’t “earned” this awesome dude character’s love. What has she done to show she’s worthy of him? Fans miss the irony that this line of logic makes the male character seem more like the Sue in Question, as he’s apparently so perfect one has work for his coveted love and praise.

  The idea that woman has to “earn” any power, praise, love, or plot prominence is central to Mary Sue.  Men do not have to do this, they are naturally assumed to be powerful, central and loveable. That’s why it’s the first thing thrown at a female character- what has she done to be given the same consideration as a male character? Why is she suddenly usurping a male role? “Mary Sue” is the easiest way to dismiss a character. It sounds bad to say “I don’t like this female character. I don’t like that this woman is powerful. I don’t like it when the plot focuses on her. I don’t like that a character I like has affections for her.”  But “Mary Sue” is a way to say these things without really saying them. It gives you legitimacy.

 If a character is badly written, there’s generally something much more problematic than idealization going on. The plot will be dull and the character will perpetuate harmful stereotypes while other characters act oddly.  For instance, Bella Swan is one of the only characters I’d even begin to classify as a Mary Sue, yet it’s not really her supposed Mary Sue traits that bother me. I don’t mind that she gets what she wants and everyone loves her, that she’s Meyer’s power fantasy. What I actually mind is that Stephenie Meyer has her perpetuate harmful anti-woman stereotypes- women need to be protected, women are shallow, women’s worth rests in desirability. That’s what’s actually harmful about her and worth discussing. I would criticize that rather than even get to the fact Bella got to be “too perfect and powerful”- that’s just a tiny, insignificant thing not worth mentioning in a huge pile of problems.

 And that’s why I don’t call characters Mary Sue anymore. There’s really nothing bad about a power fantasy or wish fulfillment. It’s what’s fiction’s about.  If one of my characters is called a Sue, I’ll proudly say “yep”, because that must mean that she broke out of that box a female character is supposed to be in.  So I’ll go and say it: I love me some Mary Sues.

(Source: ladyloveandjustice)

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9.17.12. fanfiction,

thatjessjohnson:

As someone who does not herself write fan fiction, I still find it a bit funny when professional writers complain about fan fiction writers as if they’re just “lazy” writers.

Leaving aside the arguments of originality and intellectual property that they use to back up this idea AND skipping over the well penned counter arguments of commentary and transformative works, here’s the deep-down secret truth I think they’re missing when they say this stuff:

Messing around with characters and stories can be really, really fun.

Not everyone who writes stories (and this goes for original stories as well) does so with the goal of becoming a published author in mind. I, for instance, don’t fancy myself a writer, but I write sometimes. Because an idea is in my head anyway, might as well type it up and see what it is. Because I want to entertain a friend. Because it’s fun. 

Just like playing a game of basketball in the park can be fun even if you don’t have aspirations of going pro (or so I hear). If that’s your dream, that’s obviously great, but writing can also be a form of play. It can be enjoyed just for the sake of storytelling, like role playing. It doesn’t mean it isn’t work sometimes. Putting one word in front of another can be horrible work. (There goes that “lazy” argument.) It also doesn’t mean that it can’t be emotionally cathartic or deeply personal. Playing is emotionally cathartic. How we play is deeply personal. Humans need play, it’s important for social and mental well-being. Pick up one in any number of self-help books and it’ll tell you that.

I don’t always appreciate the assumption of some Big Kid writers that everyone who writes wants to be just like them. No, not necessarily true, this sandbox is big enough for all of us.

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italianfishy:

arkhane:

Medieval fantasy Avengers:Loki, Hulk, Captain America and Hawkeye.

Art by theDURRRRIAN

Oh my goodness, Hawkeye.

(via theconsultingfreak)

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oftohgodwhat:

saltbay:

Whut: Ficlet: Playtime

love-charlatte:

dw-t:

This popped into my head when I noticed the glasses dangling from Tron’s grip in Winzler’s latest *fans self* little contribution to the Tron fandom …

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Tron tilted his head, bird-like, in the way that Alan’s learned to interpret as rapid…

This is what I saw:

Have I mentioned that you are baaaasically my favorite person

*dying all over again*

(via oftaggrivated)

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samspratt:

For some reason a bunch of folks from PBS came to my studio and interrogated me about pop culture, internet memes, fan art, and tumblr.

Here’s the video they recorded during the interrogation – which also happens to be my very first on-camera interview — pardon the nervousness … the lights were crazy bright.

pbsarts:Fan Art: An Explosion Of Creativity

The fan art community is one of the most creative and active online. Taking pop culture stories and icons as its starting point, the fan community extends those characters into new adventures, unexpected relationships, bizarre remixes, and even as the source material for beautiful art. Limited only by the imagination of the artist, the fan art world is full of surprises and brilliance.

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Preludin Fugue - sneak peek

that-runneth:

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(Source: tronochrome)

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4.23.12. fanfiction,quote,

“ Fanfiction is a way of the culture repairing the damage done in a system where contemporary myths are owned by corporations instead of owned by folk. ”

Henry Jenkins (via awwyeahquotes)

Henry Jenkins is my favorite academic of all time.

(via daystarsearcher)

(Source: saved-awwyeahquotes, via partitano1)

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aeropuertoamigo:

tvtropeswillruinyourlife:

One of Us - Neil Gaiman

He writes fanfic. Cthulhu Mythos mostly, he wrote a crossover fic featuring Jeeves and Wooster as well.

He also wrote a story about a boy who was molested and then grew up to be a molester that was based on that Billy Goat’s Gruff story. We read it in English.

(Source: , via theconsultingfreak)

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winzler:

kesomon:

winzler:

Here’s a doodle for Stalkingbit who isn’t feeling well. Get better, Bit! ♥

If I can get the creative juices flowing in my brain I might drabble for this. *squints at it* I don’t think this is exactly what you pictured for this doodle, but it’s what came to my mind.
For a programmer to code something is to put a piece of themselves into their work, like any artist. Alan tapped the end of his pencil against his arm, peering at the lines lain out on the screen before him. Gradually, he shifted parts around. Add a descriptor here. Change the wording there. Type out the final directives, each one essential. Not a misplaced hash, nor stray period, nor reversed slash symbol to be found. The final line slotted into place. He removed his hands from the keyboard and sat back, gazing at his reflection in the glass, the code framing his reflection, shining white and blue as though painted in glowing light on his skin.
“Hello Tron,” he said with a satisfied smile, and imagined for a moment that, outlined in code and with his own face, the program seemed to smile back.
wordcount 141. Almost a drabbleandahalf. Feel better, Bit!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!FGJKHJF YOU YOU YOU ARE THE MAGNIFICENCE
Alaaan! I can just see him, all intent, then genuinely pleased because he’s the type of guy who gets satisfaction from getting stuff done. Hhhhh. And how it bleeds through the screen and defines the program… ♥

winzler:

kesomon:

winzler:

Here’s a doodle for Stalkingbit who isn’t feeling well. Get better, Bit! ♥

If I can get the creative juices flowing in my brain I might drabble for this. *squints at it* I don’t think this is exactly what you pictured for this doodle, but it’s what came to my mind.

For a programmer to code something is to put a piece of themselves into their work, like any artist. Alan tapped the end of his pencil against his arm, peering at the lines lain out on the screen before him. Gradually, he shifted parts around. Add a descriptor here. Change the wording there. Type out the final directives, each one essential. Not a misplaced hash, nor stray period, nor reversed slash symbol to be found. The final line slotted into place. He removed his hands from the keyboard and sat back, gazing at his reflection in the glass, the code framing his reflection, shining white and blue as though painted in glowing light on his skin.

“Hello Tron,” he said with a satisfied smile, and imagined for a moment that, outlined in code and with his own face, the program seemed to smile back.

wordcount 141. Almost a drabbleandahalf. Feel better, Bit!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!FGJKHJF YOU YOU YOU ARE THE MAGNIFICENCE

Alaaan! I can just see him, all intent, then genuinely pleased because he’s the type of guy who gets satisfaction from getting stuff done. Hhhhh. And how it bleeds through the screen and defines the program… ♥

(Source: , via )

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