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Clarification: I don’t hate this book, I love it, it’s amazing. It’s just that taking a step back and looking it out of context is still really funny. Especially the line “We participated in a genocide, Barney.”
Bedrock is having a mayoral election. One of the candidates is a violent war mongering asshole that riles people up against the lizard people. This reminds Fred and Barney of their time in the army.
Back then the father of said violent candidate was riling people up against the “tree people”. Fred, Barney, and other soldiers fought what they believed to be a defensive measure against the tree people. Turns out, it was actually an invasion, in order to kill off the tree people and take over their forest to build Bedrock.
That’s what Fred means when he says he and Barney participated in a genocide. They literally did.
(Extra fun fact, Barney adopted a tree person baby after the war, and his son Bamm-Bamm is the last tree person.)
When discourse comes around about the apparent “lack” of transmasculine voices and contributions in history as compared to transfeminine ones, I always think of this diagram:
Survivorship bias is such a huge factor when it comes to which queer narratives and stories survive the march of time. For transmasculine people, the challenge has always been not only overcoming anti-queer sentiments of the day, but also contending with a lack of legal and societal personhood that put them in a position where telling their story- or even discovering themselves- was literally impossible. The level of risk involved in even just exploring your identity in secret, let alone finding community and recording your experience, was astronomically high when you were considered another person’s property, largely uneducated and expected to not communicate with anyone other than your husband, relatives and children. I’ve seen mentioned how many societies outlawed and punished gay (mlm) relationships but not lesbian ones, but the rather obvious conclusion to that is because it was seen as such a non issue that it was beneath notice, due to the lack of cis women’s ability to exist outside of the constant control and supervision of her male relatives. To say they were “privileged” for not being legally barred from sapphic relationships would be silly, because legally speaking they would’ve been at the total mercy of their owners (male relatives) if discovered, which served as punishment in itself.
All of this maps pretty cleanly onto trans dynamics of the time, especially since the distinction between sexuality and gender was often considered nebulous or nonexistent. Like gay cisgender men, transfeminine people came back riddled with bullet holes- but they came back (aka, built community and survived through the historical record). For transmasculine people, however, very few ever did, and of those we can point to their identities are the subject of fierce debate even to this day. It’s always “brave WOMAN dresses as man to escape oppression”, never “trans man gets the right blend of luck and ingenuity to tell his story”. Because those who didn’t never came back, never even got out the door in the first place. All of that in mind, it’s insanely cruel- and ahistorical- to say that we “never contributed anything” to queer history, when history was barred from our contribution from the moment we were born.
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ch20 preview: praying for nirinso (2). 1k preview of the first scene! it is almost done. a lot of answers, and still many mysteries. this should be the last chapter of this part. unless im wrong...
for my fic, a kingdom of time :>
Asuka stood up, feeling no pain from his swollen ankle. The woman — unlikely to be human — must be telling the truth. Stopping time… Even he had a hard time believing it. He felt incredible power capable of bringing global devastation while he had been in Goku's evolved form, but Asuka doubted he could come close to performing a feat such as this. This was closer to the realm of…
"Gods?" finished the woman for him, reading his mind. She smiled. "Not really. The only difference between Heaven and the Lower World is the existence of time itself. The Lower World constantly moves and changes. But if it wanted to, it could eliminate time, as well. Though that would be quite the sad day, so I hope it never comes to pass."
Asuka stared at her. What should he say? What should he ask first? Asuka looked at the chip of where his e-Pulse lied, frowning.
"…Why me?"
The woman's smile vanished. In that moment, Asuka saw again the sadness she'd showed her, looking at him. As if he was a reminder of something painful for her.
"That's just how it is," she said after collecting herself, her arms crossing and displaying sharp, nails from long, slender figures. "But you at least have some of it figured out."
"Goku?"
"Yeah, that runt. Though he's far from being responsible for your situation either." She let out a quiet, heavy sigh. "He's — well…"
"A bigger victim in someone else's design?"
The woman's eyes turned sharp. Asuka could feel an overwhelming force from her. She was not happy with his remark, yet she kept to her silence.
"The dream I saw wasn't a dream," he stated, boldly waiting a reaction from this ethereal, unknown entity. "It had Tomoro and I in some sort of island alongside Goku. And in that dream — in that memory, Goku didn't have a diadem on. Did you put that on him?"
He received no reply.
Asuka wasn't surprised, and he believed he knew why.
Goku, his partner, who possessed the diadem. His e-Pulse, which the diadem reacted to, allowing him to to combine with his partner in an empowered state.
Wasn't it awfully similar to a Sapotama between a Sapowner and their Digimon? The diadem, which none had paid much mind to, was an even bigger mystery than Asuka and Goku themselves.
"How odd," said the woman quietly, knuckle touching her lips. "You really don't know."
Asuka frowned. "What?"
"You already made the connection. The runt's diadem is the link between you two. It's a part of him now, but it wasn't always the case." When Asuka continued to stare at her, the woman grew more perplexed. "Kid, the diadem came from you. Your e-Pulse gave birth to it. How could you not realize that?" she whispered, frowning.
It didn't. She made no sense.
"W-was it from Goku's memory? Wait, that's another thing—" He grabbed his head, overwhelmed, realizing how much more there was that needed answering. "How come Goku has memories of Tomoro and I that we don't recall? And Goku — he was — " Asuka's hands hovered to the width in which the other him carried Goku up. "—A really young child! But my brother and I looked exactly the same then and now!"
"That — I don't know either. I'm serious," she said at his wide-eyed, baffled look. "Heaven is aware. That's why we're more involved with the affairs of the Lower World more than ever. A great calamity must have occurred here to distort Heaven."
"So you are a god."
The woman considered for a moment.
"Yeah… but for the sake of putting things into perspective, would you consider Digimon to be gods? No?" she asked at Asuka's even more confused look. "No, then. But you know, some people would. In certain cultures, they already see Digimon as divine beings, and depending on how you would define 'god,' their perspective might make more sense than yours."
"Well, you're a god and you're here. It would be helpful if you told me how I should define you."
"Guiding humans to their happiness. Pretty standard definition," she answered nonchalantly, putting a hand out. "Not that we're required, mind you. But it is the expected role for us, the same way humans are responsible for the care of other living beings."
This wasn't a subject Asuka thought was important to know about. He still had too many other questions, and he had this inkling this supposed god wouldn't be able to stay long enough to answer them all. But this would probably not be the last they'd meet either. Asuka wanted to understand how this unique associate of his thought.
And of course, she knew why he entertained this idea, able to read his mind.
"Does that mean Digimon are above humans?"
"That remains to be seen. You understand when I say Digimon don't belong in this world. You felt how their mere presence attacked the fabric of reality." The god tilted her head, curious at Asuka's complicated expression. "Oh? I thought you hated Digimon."
"That's…my personal feelings. Objectively, it's not like they asked to come here. So, how are they similar to gods like you?" he asked, ignoring the smile that returned to the god's face.
"Even without a Digimon of your own, you know how they're born, right?"
"Yeah. They come from the powerful emotions of people. The e-Pulse generated from it—"
A long finger was raised in front of him.
"No." Asuka followed her finger as it drew a circle by her chest. "They are born from the emptiness inside humans. To fill the holes created by desire and earthly attachments. Since the dawn of civilization, humans have reached out to external power to relieve them of their never-ending despair and suffering. They prayed. They offered sacrifices and conjured rituals according to a system of beliefs. They longed for fulfillment that could last for eternity. 'God,' was the being that responded to them. Just as…"
Asuka's mouth moved on their own as he stood in shock.
"…Digimon respond to e-Pulse."
Haruomi's fierce, dark eyes flashed in his mind, but it was Asuka's own voice — his own speculation — that came back, speaking to him of a chilling sign.
"What more could World Union not be telling us about e-Pulse?"
"Tell me about Tomoro!" Asuka was upon her, completely forgetting just who — or what — he was speaking to. His desperation — the need for answers from years of watching his brother be pushed aside by a Sapotama-driven society — put every matter besides Tomoro aside. "Are there other people like him? Why does his e-Pulse cause Sapotama tech to malfunction? Why are Digimon drawn to his e-Pulse?"
Asuka recognized intuitively the minute details of the god's facade. Not all of them — at least one of them had an answer she could provide.
"Digimon do not belong in the physical realm," she explained, unfazed by the gal of a human to approach her up close. "The material plane constantly rejects them; they, who are not bound to reality, are like water spilling out of a broken cup. e-Pulse adds more volume to the water, but it does not fix the cup. As a survival instinct, they become naturally drawn to energies that would strengthen their existence. Your brother must have such an e-Pulse."
"You don't sound sure."
"I am. The problem is, it doesn't make sense. A human wouldn't possess that kind of energy."
Asuka couldn't help but display his disappointment. So there isn't any other case like Tomoro.
"That's not what I said."
"Huh?"
"I said, a human wouldn't. But Goku isn't a huma now, is he?"
this chapter only has two scenes! gonna rest for now and finish the second one. we'll see how fast i can get it done as this would be the transition toward the next part...
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so in my mainly digimon (beatbreak) based fic crossover with saiyuki, kanzeon showed up and like you know, literal god out here and i remembered that's usually like crazy or maybe even a cheap plot device in usual stories/fics bc wdymn god's here to answer questions and im like. no, no really guys, god is just 1 zoom meeting away you don't understand it's the setting im sorry
it wasn’t something i planned in particular when i made this fic but asuka’s out here actively asking about tomoro’s e-pulse and im proud of him and happy for tomoro. it just makes sense he does it and tomoro’s all 🥺 niisan i wanna know and asuka’s like i got ya fam i’ll ask god too
This is so silly but I'm watching a short video essay on sincerity in cinema and the creator is talking about how he watched Lord of the Rings for the first time at 17. He explains that he'd grown so used to the 'ironic' meta style commentary in the movies of the 2010's that as he was watching the opening narration of LotR, he spent the entire time waiting for the joke to come. For someone to take it all back with a zinger line. He listened to Blanchett describe and explain the backstory, and he waited for the other comedic shoe to drop.
And he kept doing it. Scene after scene.
He spent the film expecting someone to make a joke about how unserious things were or to break the fourth wall or do some other self referential type thing.
Now, maybe I'm just at that point in my cycle or maybe I'm too delicate in general, but I literally teared up hearing that. Straight up cried a bit. It is so fucking sad that sincerity and genuineness is being bred out of people.
People say all the time 'this generation can't take anything seriously!' and really, is it any wonder? Younger people have been trained out of it. You are no longer encouraged to be genuine or show emotion or be honest. You are actively punished for it. In fact, you are almost guaranteed to suffer for it.
That is so fucked up. I'm sorry to go on a bit of a random ramble rant but it's so fucking gut wrenching to see younger people lose that element of themselves. You can't express your passion without being told you're 'crashing out' or 'cringe'. You have to live in this neutral state of fear of perception, and god forbid anybody step outside of it!
You're told you should only consume and succumb and be ironic and emotionless and cool.
Listen, if you're following me and you're like.... 25 or under, let's say. Please. I beg of you. Do not fall for this rhetoric. Please, for the love of all things, feel. Feel and create and be honest with yourself. Indulge in things that make you happy. Be sincere. Wear your heart on your sleeve. Do not let this hyper-capitalistic, hyper-consumerist, self-centred, individualist culture take that from you.
Bleed yourself into the work you create. Live. Don't fucking let anyone tell you different.
ch20 preview: praying for nirinso (2). 1k preview of the first scene! it is almost done. a lot of answers, and still many mysteries. this should be the last chapter of this part. unless im wrong...
for my fic, a kingdom of time :>
Asuka stood up, feeling no pain from his swollen ankle. The woman — unlikely to be human — must be telling the truth. Stopping time… Even he had a hard time believing it. He felt incredible power capable of bringing global devastation while he had been in Goku's evolved form, but Asuka doubted he could come close to performing a feat such as this. This was closer to the realm of…
"Gods?" finished the woman for him, reading his mind. She smiled. "Not really. The only difference between Heaven and the Lower World is the existence of time itself. The Lower World constantly moves and changes. But if it wanted to, it could eliminate time, as well. Though that would be quite the sad day, so I hope it never comes to pass."
Asuka stared at her. What should he say? What should he ask first? Asuka looked at the chip of where his e-Pulse lied, frowning.
"…Why me?"
The woman's smile vanished. In that moment, Asuka saw again the sadness she'd showed her, looking at him. As if he was a reminder of something painful for her.
"That's just how it is," she said after collecting herself, her arms crossing and displaying sharp, nails from long, slender figures. "But you at least have some of it figured out."
"Goku?"
"Yeah, that runt. Though he's far from being responsible for your situation either." She let out a quiet, heavy sigh. "He's — well…"
"A bigger victim in someone else's design?"
The woman's eyes turned sharp. Asuka could feel an overwhelming force from her. She was not happy with his remark, yet she kept to her silence.
"The dream I saw wasn't a dream," he stated, boldly waiting a reaction from this ethereal, unknown entity. "It had Tomoro and I in some sort of island alongside Goku. And in that dream — in that memory, Goku didn't have a diadem on. Did you put that on him?"
He received no reply.
Asuka wasn't surprised, and he believed he knew why.
Goku, his partner, who possessed the diadem. His e-Pulse, which the diadem reacted to, allowing him to to combine with his partner in an empowered state.
Wasn't it awfully similar to a Sapotama between a Sapowner and their Digimon? The diadem, which none had paid much mind to, was an even bigger mystery than Asuka and Goku themselves.
"How odd," said the woman quietly, knuckle touching her lips. "You really don't know."
Asuka frowned. "What?"
"You already made the connection. The runt's diadem is the link between you two. It's a part of him now, but it wasn't always the case." When Asuka continued to stare at her, the woman grew more perplexed. "Kid, the diadem came from you. Your e-Pulse gave birth to it. How could you not realize that?" she whispered, frowning.
It didn't. She made no sense.
"W-was it from Goku's memory? Wait, that's another thing—" He grabbed his head, overwhelmed, realizing how much more there was that needed answering. "How come Goku has memories of Tomoro and I that we don't recall? And Goku — he was — " Asuka's hands hovered to the width in which the other him carried Goku up. "—A really young child! But my brother and I looked exactly the same then and now!"
"That — I don't know either. I'm serious," she said at his wide-eyed, baffled look. "Heaven is aware. That's why we're more involved with the affairs of the Lower World more than ever. A great calamity must have occurred here to distort Heaven."
"So you are a god."
The woman considered for a moment.
"Yeah… but for the sake of putting things into perspective, would you consider Digimon to be gods? No?" she asked at Asuka's even more confused look. "No, then. But you know, some people would. In certain cultures, they already see Digimon as divine beings, and depending on how you would define 'god,' their perspective might make more sense than yours."
"Well, you're a god and you're here. It would be helpful if you told me how I should define you."
"Guiding humans to their happiness. Pretty standard definition," she answered nonchalantly, putting a hand out. "Not that we're required, mind you. But it is the expected role for us, the same way humans are responsible for the care of other living beings."
This wasn't a subject Asuka thought was important to know about. He still had too many other questions, and he had this inkling this supposed god wouldn't be able to stay long enough to answer them all. But this would probably not be the last they'd meet either. Asuka wanted to understand how this unique associate of his thought.
And of course, she knew why he entertained this idea, able to read his mind.
"Does that mean Digimon are above humans?"
"That remains to be seen. You understand when I say Digimon don't belong in this world. You felt how their mere presence attacked the fabric of reality." The god tilted her head, curious at Asuka's complicated expression. "Oh? I thought you hated Digimon."
"That's…my personal feelings. Objectively, it's not like they asked to come here. So, how are they similar to gods like you?" he asked, ignoring the smile that returned to the god's face.
"Even without a Digimon of your own, you know how they're born, right?"
"Yeah. They come from the powerful emotions of people. The e-Pulse generated from it—"
A long finger was raised in front of him.
"No." Asuka followed her finger as it drew a circle by her chest. "They are born from the emptiness inside humans. To fill the holes created by desire and earthly attachments. Since the dawn of civilization, humans have reached out to external power to relieve them of their never-ending despair and suffering. They prayed. They offered sacrifices and conjured rituals according to a system of beliefs. They longed for fulfillment that could last for eternity. 'God,' was the being that responded to them. Just as…"
Asuka's mouth moved on their own as he stood in shock.
"…Digimon respond to e-Pulse."
Haruomi's fierce, dark eyes flashed in his mind, but it was Asuka's own voice — his own speculation — that came back, speaking to him of a chilling sign.
"What more could World Union not be telling us about e-Pulse?"
"Tell me about Tomoro!" Asuka was upon her, completely forgetting just who — or what — he was speaking to. His desperation — the need for answers from years of watching his brother be pushed aside by a Sapotama-driven society — put every matter besides Tomoro aside. "Are there other people like him? Why does his e-Pulse cause Sapotama tech to malfunction? Why are Digimon drawn to his e-Pulse?"
Asuka recognized intuitively the minute details of the god's facade. Not all of them — at least one of them had an answer she could provide.
"Digimon do not belong in the physical realm," she explained, unfazed by the gal of a human to approach her up close. "The material plane constantly rejects them; they, who are not bound to reality, are like water spilling out of a broken cup. e-Pulse adds more volume to the water, but it does not fix the cup. As a survival instinct, they become naturally drawn to energies that would strengthen their existence. Your brother must have such an e-Pulse."
"You don't sound sure."
"I am. The problem is, it doesn't make sense. A human wouldn't possess that kind of energy."
Asuka couldn't help but display his disappointment. So there isn't any other case like Tomoro.
"That's not what I said."
"Huh?"
"I said, a human wouldn't. But Goku isn't a huma now, is he?"
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We knew their ending would be tragic in Gaiden but I wasn't prepared dammit 😭😭😭
I mean, yes the 1st comment was absolutely right. They all escaped and lived happily ever after, especially Nataku. He and Goku lived a wonderful happy childhood together and getting spoiled rotten by the other three. Ofc ofc ofc...🙂↕️🙂↕️🙂↕️
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