#[Anything] other than what is conventionally acceptable.

[amorne]

Eloise [S2, EP1]: Everytime I walk into a ballroom, I know they are comparing me to Daphne. She was so good at being the diamond and it made my mother so happy. I can never live up to that. I do not want to live up to that, but it does not make it any easier to know you are constantly disappointing people just by walking into a room.

[bombshellsandbluebells]

the Nate Shelley s3 arc reminds me of the s5 Murphy arc in terms of how much I actually loved it despite it not being widely liked by the fandom and was actually disappointed because it wasn't ugly enough lol

and it's basically the same arc. character with deep-seated wounds and a lack of true self-love has realistic, damaging coping methods and crashes and burns spectacularly by hurting other people around them and isolating themselves because it doesn't matter how good things get for you, deep-seated wounds that don't get addressed will eventually come out one way or another. and it will be ugly when they do.

the Murphy arc was disappointing because it got wrapped up way too easily with Memori getting back together which didn't actually address ANY of Murphy's issues and Nate's was disappointing because it just didn't commit fully to being ugly and didn't let him be enough of an asshole

[17020]

gn reader, reader is older than 18, younger than aizawa. suggestive.

having shota aizawa as your situationship (?) when you're coworkers is... weird. at first, at least. he feels weird not because you're a tad younger, but because he finds himself doing irrational things for you every day.

because why on god's beautiful earth is he sneaking around the teacher dorms just to get to your room in the wee hours of the night? the upturned corners of his lips have him pondering too—why he has the tiniest smile on his face whenever your surname pops up on his notifications, the world does not know.

your coworkers notice the change in behavior, yet nobody says anything directly to your face. probably because aizawa's almost never touches anyone yet his body is found gravitating towards yours, his fingers grazing yours when he and you exchange papers to grade, or his leg tangling itself with yours during teacher conferences.

but when there's no one else around? he can feel himself loosen up a bit, his hand cradling your jaw and caressing it oh-so softly with the excuse of there being a strand of hair in the way. or when he asks you, his teaching assistant, to dinner—to discuss the upcoming training for class 1-a, of course. or when he knows you've had a hard day and he's suddenly pushing your head into his chest, grumbling about how you need to let it all out in order to focus on other things later on. when the two of you are alone, he sighs whenever you address him, only two words daring to escape his lips.

"it's shota."

and sure, he pushes his feelings aside at first. because it's not rational to have feelings for his coworker. his conventionally young, hot and very smart coworker. the coworker who looks out for him more than any of his other coworkers do, the one who his class has basically accepted as their confidant, tutor, and loving parent.

aizawa feels ridiculous whenever you pop in his mind. because deep down he knows he's throwing all logic away whenever he's with you. the rule to never date a coworker goes in one ear and out the other when the war settles in. it's now or never, right? what if he doesn't get to live another day, what if you don't?

perhaps it's the fact that it's his birthday that has him overthinking. that must be it.

the thought to put a label on what you have never crosses his mind. it's his old man brain kicking in. he doesn't see a rush to label anything. he's yours, and you're his. what's the problem? does the whole world need to know your business?

unfortunately, they do. because his attraction for you goes unnoticed by the ones who aren't on inside his bubble. including ms. joke, who has your eye twitching from jealousy as her mouth seems to move in slow motion as she asks for his hand in marriage for what seems like the fifth time today.

and your mind runs. it goes on and on, you start feeling dizzy. it's not until later in the night when the homemade birthday cupcake with the candle is long forgotten in his nighstand, his hands desperately gripping your thighs as your hips roll against his. you sigh as your swollen lips part from his, gaze fixated on his lap as you try to avoid his eyes.

when he asks what's wrong, you simply shrug. "i know it's not my business since we're not exclusive, but what's the deal with you and joke?" aizawa can tell there's inconformity in your voice as his eyebrows furrow.

"we're not?"

shota aizawa is an idiot. an old, stupid idiot. is this the generational gap at work? you looked at him bewildered, "well, you never said anything about it, so i figured..."

his grip on you tightens. "who else are you seeing, y/n?"

you giggle as you shake your head. "no one else, you big goof. just you." it's during this moment when he feels like he can breathe again. he recomposes himself before replying, "joke likes to run her mouth. doesn't mean i'll concede her every word."

you smile before pressing a quick, sweet kiss to his lips. "do you want to be exclusive, shota? or perhaps are you building your own avengers roster?"

"see, when you put it like that..."

you gasp, playfully slapping his arm. his low, borderline sexy chuckle sends shivers down your spine as he raises his hand to cradle your jaw. "kidding. don't tire your pretty brain for things like that. tell you what, i don't pay any mind to joke—or anyone—because they're not you."

your whole body heats up from his statement. you stare at him in awe as he continues, "you're making me live a life i never lived in my youth."

smiling, you feel your eyes flutter close as your head unconsciously leans towards his chest. he's quick to get you off his lap and tuck you into his bed with him. how in the hell can you get sleepy in the middle of a—

"shota, i can still go on" you whine, a yawn betraying your plea. he shakes his head as his hands fiddle with the rubber band on his hair to let it loose. after switching off the lamp on his nightstand, he turns to you. "i'm a grown man, y/n. your needs come first, and you need sleep."

you smile at him as he lays down at your side, pulling the blanket to cover you both, leaving only your heads to be seen. "happy birthday, shota" you whisper, to which he smiles.

"i l... appreciate you, y/n. very much."

he's not revealing he's utterly lovesick. not anytime soon.

taglist (open): @stunies @hayatoseyepatch @okkotsushi @maruflix @nyxypoo

i'll add a banner later on maybe i'm too lazy. happy early birthday to aizawa sorry if he's ooc. first bnha work in like 4 years. not proofread i'm gonna hit the hay like aizawa and y/n.

[moonreader1010]

Pac- how can you be the b*tch that never loses<3

(the pictures do not belong to me. All rights go to the original owner)

Pile 1. Pile 2.

Pile 3 ^

Pile 1:

Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen

How I roll, how I get it on the low (oh)

You have a really bright aura. You should really use it. it will take you to great heights. You have this ability to shed enlightenment over literally anyone. That's your superpower. Your connections are very important. You should work on your tolerance. Try to not get so involved in matters that don't concern you. Be helpful but to an extent. I see you giving A LOT to other people. But please look after yourself first. You are sensitive to certain things. Use this ability. Don't let it use you. Okay?. You need to learn how to balance your pride and when to compromise. I see you leaning toward one side more but bby different situations need to be dealt with differently. Yes balance. Another card is also pointing towards balance. Learn balancing things and you will be unstoppable.

There has been some loss. There is some anger too. And bby it is only contributing towards emotional instability. Don't let it control you. You are made for greater things. You might have felt left out a lot in your life but that's because people don't know what to do with you and your amazing self. You are different. And that's such a good thing no? Why don't you let yourself accept it. You won't fit in and that's because you simply are just better than them. Use it!!!!!!

Your brain is AMAZING. Your Ideas are amazing. You can play with emotions!!!!!! Girlllll!!! You really need to go out there and get it. Period.

Additional- Libra, high achiever, materialistic, 3, 1, affinity, triumph.

Song for you - tell your friends by the Weeknd

Pile 2: a bit 18+

You gotta be a star to jump over the moon so when you touch on me

You're a shooting star (a star), oh yeah (a star)

You know you got somethin' for the world to see and there I go

Still wondering who you are (a star, a star, yeah)

Your friendships are very important. Your communication has so much potential to make you a winner. Why don't you use it? You might love solitude and your own company but bby you gotta get out to play. And to win. Sympathy seems to be something that you know how to use. You have it in you. Again, friendship and community has been highlighted. There is a gift that you have inherited from your ancestors. You also seem to have a power in creating suspense and mystery and it's really attractive. You should use it more. Oohhh I see that you are quite feisty. You are not someone who just simply agrees to anything. You oppose it. You make things interesting. Yum. Are you possessive? Because people really admire it in you. In a sexy way. There is this arrogance that even though is conventionally bad but your arrogance is different. It makes things interesting almost. You give people ecstasy. This euphoric feeling. Very feminine energy from this pile.

Additional - cat, business, money.

Song for you - star by Megan thee stallion (feat. Lucky Daye)

Pile 3-

You came along when I needed a savior

Someone to pull me through somehow

I've been torn apart so many times

I've been hurt so many times before

So I'm counting on you now

Somebody already broke my heart

Straight up I'll tell you that i got very slippery energy. Very teasing. I also had this sudden moment where I got really angry. I feel like this pile is very "good girl gone bad" types. Past wounds. You have been hurt. A LOT. There was an earlier version of you that has been killed. You are an entirely new person. I'm getting very "don't touch or I'll break your hand" energy. Ummm. Baddie. Haha. Anyway, there has been a lot of stress, overworking or like some overwhelming experience. Too much to handle. Or maybe that's what people made you feel, that you are too much to handle or very high maintenance. But what do they know. They didn't deserve you (i suddenly felt like I had to tell you this). So true. They definitely don't deserve you. Maternal trauma. I'm so sorry bby. Heavy theme of transformation. Keep your good fait up bby. Do something for your soul and watch how you win. You have been oppressed a lot and it's time to break free. Don't hide. Despite all this, there is an innocence to you and it drives people crazy. Girlllllll. I got goosebumps. Please invest in yourself. Omg are you seriously okay bby? I'm so sorry. But it's over now. Get up and make sure nobody ever thinks about hurting you ever again. Don't suppress your memories bby. Feel them and let them transform you. Girl you are going to win.

Additional - heart, tears, fox, red, 8th house, scorpio.

Song for you - somebody already broke my heart by sade (this song is like a dedication from you to yourself)

[yandere-romanticaa]

masterlist.

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍! who's the talk of the town once he moves and settles in. The gossip started to pool in mostly due to his looks. He wasn't necessarily what one would call "conventionally attractive" but there was this air to him that was impossible to ignore. It was hard to find him anywhere throughout the day because he spent almost all of his time in the morgue, regardless if his work hours had long since passed. The only time he could really be seen was if you would be lucky enough to see him in the wee hours in the morning, large briefcase in hand and heading straight towards the usual destination. Small amounts of people would gather in the coffee shops and spy on the man. Gossip spread like wildfire but no one had the guts to actually approach him.

One chilly October morning, you decided to be brave. Pushing your insecurities aside your curiosity ended up getting the better of you. There was no turning back.

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍! who's caught off guard by your sudden and bold approach but he doesn't mind.

As a matter of fact, he finds it quite refreshing.

He's not saying much as the day is just a bit too early for him and despite his drowsiness, he is paying attention to you like a hawk. His soft brown eyes are focused on your lips, listening to your every word. You invited him out on a coffee but he frowns - he has to work. A serial killer has been on the loose recently and due to that individual his work keeps piling on. Families need closure and he is an important part of that process. With a sad sigh he declines your generous offer and your demeanor is like that of a balloon which was violently popped, by his own hand none the less. He feels a bit guilty and proposes the idea that you actually come to his place of work if you're so keen on getting to know him. It was a little twisted of him but he was curious to see how fast you would shoot him down on this offer but the opposite happened.

You accepted it in a heartbeat.

Well, now he has to tidy everything up.

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍! who can't help but to feel a little starstruck once he actually meets you on this would-be coffee date. He actually prepared a selection of teas in advance just in case you didn't actually like coffee, along with an assortment of snacks to boot. You sit in the lobby and make small talk with each other. The atmosphere is comfortable as soft music plays in the background, ranging from the latest pop music to classical violin. He doesn't like the quiet, he confesses to you. He can't do anything properly because the silence is too deafening to him.

He doesn't tell you that the sound of your voice is like lovely rain on a hot summer day to him. Cooling, refreshing. Perhaps a little bit necessary. His work hours are long and odd and the only people that surround him are not even alive.

That's his own fault though. His urges are too much to handle, sometimes. He has no one else to blame for enhancing his work other than himself.

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍!, who starts to make room in his schedule for you whenever he can. Ideally, he doesn't actually like bringing you to the morgue. The place where he works is dark, desolate and cold.

That is no place for the likes of you.

No, he likes to see you bask in the warmth of the sun with a hot beverage in your hand, a goofy smile on your lips as you tell him the plot of the last book you read or the game you had played. He never has the heart to tell you to stop, your excitement is far too precious to him.

He is aware that he is not the easiest person to approach. Aside from the fact that people get a little jumpy once they learn that he works with the dead, his personality isn't much to brag about either. Whilst polite there's a level of dryness to him, a lack of humanity which other people are not so keen on. His shoulder black hair is always messy and, yes he will admit it, his fashion choices are a tad bit archaic. He's gotten an earful from strangers that he looks less like a man from the 21st century and more like a vampire from an 18th century gothic novella.

He knows those are not meant to be taken as compliments but he still sees them as such.

You like to tease him for his fashion choices and make an attempt to improve his wardrobe but you don't want to do too much. Truth be told, you like the way he looks but you don't dare tell him.

If he were to find that out his ego would go through the damn roof.

Within weeks, his closet was filled with comfortable blazes, a sweater or two, some casual t-shirts and some fresh, crisp white button ups that go along with pretty much anything and everything. He gave you the liberty of picking everything out for him.

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍!, who starts to act more like a member of polite society rather than a reclusive shut in. You took his hand and showed him a glimpse of the world, just how beautiful everything can be. There are so many colors and smells, all so dominating and sweet. You take every chance you can to get him outside even if he's not very fond of the sun. You chastise him for how pale and sickly he looks as you shove food at him, his lanky body showing obvious signs that he was not eating properly.

He simply was not hungry. Food could never satisfy him. He only ate because his body demanded so of him. And for you, of course. He would never turn down any food you gave to him. Ever.

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍!, who starts to become sloppy. His cuts are imperfect and his concentration has never been worse. He stares down at the corpse on his steel table, the bright light above him giving the dead hunk of flesh an unearthly aura of peace. With his gloved hand he reached for the poor victims cheeks, which have now gone hollow and dead. Your face suddenly flashes through his head, your giggles filling his ears, in a manner similar to that of when a person is submerged under water.

What would happen if this were you?

He never could have imagined that he could ever be this charmed by another human being.

For his entire life all he has ever had were his books, notes and his own gloomy company. He was not deserving of someone like you, a creature that thrived among the living. He suddenly stabbed the corpse beneath him with his scalpel, his hand shaking from the rage which overtook him.

Why couldn't he be alive like that?

What was wrong with him?

He could never get along with human beings, no matter how hard he tried. He stopped trying ages ago because the harder he tried, the more he failed.

There was no denying the fact that he was a freak of nature.

An abomination.

If he cannot function around the living he could always turn towards the dead. They made for much better company anyway, always there to listen to him and his woes.

It was frightening how much he relied on you now. His sanity was in your hands and you had no clue.

How cruel.

He hated you. He was beyond envious of your ability to function like a normal human being. All the things which you had perceived to be normal were nothing but pure anomalies to him. And yet, the more he hated you the more he craved you. He could never regret the decision of allowing you to enter his life. It was nice to be wanted.

He loved it when you wanted him.

Do you want him in the same manner in which he wants you? Did you possess the same wicked desires which he did? Human beings are all the same when push comes to shove. Their true colours are shown once they're faced with death.

And suddenly, he knew what he was going to do later that week.

🥀 𝐀/𝐍: I'm not good with creating original characters and I apologize for that. However! I keep having the same dream over and over and I just thought that it would be neat to turn them into entertainment for the rest of the world to see. Please share your thoughts and opinions with me, they are always highly appreciated!

[mad-scientist-enthusiast]

Yor Forger- Character Analysis

I think Yor is such a fascinating character. For one, she has a very unique relationship with femininity. Growing up, Yor had to be "the strong one" and look after her brother in the absence of their parents, and this led her to becoming an assassin so she could provide for him. But even without the Garden, Yor has always been physically strong, blunt, and brutal. Her upbringing didn't allow for the same societal socialization as most girls her age had, which also plays a role here. Despite this, Yor makes a great effort to present as formal and as feminine as possible. And to her credit, she does hit all the hallmarks there. She dresses the right way, has a formal manner of speaking, works in a stereotypically feminine occupation as her day job, and goes out with her coworkers when invited; yet her coworkers, and presumably others still seem to know there is something inherently different about her.

In any other setting, this might be okay—an odd coworker is nothing to worry about—but SPY x FAMILY takes place during the Cold War. People are willing to turn even neighbors in to the Secret Police on just mere suspicion, and that's not even including those who make false reports just because they don't like someone. Yor's survival (or at least freedom) relies on her ability to perform femininity according to the standard, but even when she does everything right, she's still alienated from her peers. A lot of this has to do with language, as she tends to only be aware of syntactic and basic semantic context of words and phrases, instead of the pragmatic context used in Ostania. This was likely also a result of her upbringing. She's not only living a double life as an assassin, but also having to perform this femininity to such an extent is another mask she has to wear. Throwing the pretend marriage into the equation, you get an unrealistic amount of masks to juggle all at once.

Although I'd like to think she's able to take a few of them off when it's just her, Loid, and Anya. Outside of Yuri, Yor has felt that her strength and brutality are things to hide and be ashamed of, so it's a pleasant surprise when her new family immediately accepts and praises her for these things. Loid doesn't think there's anything untoward about her, and typically finds Yor's strength to be quite useful (and hot). And Anya looks up to Yor, wanting to be strong like her one day. This is one of many reasons why their family works so well. So much of her life is spent feeling inadequate for things she can't control while living in fear that someone might report her to the Secret Police, and yet now, with her new family, she is treated normally and with respect. She is able to live a fantasy she never thought she would be able to have with her social difficulties. 

I mention her communication struggles as part of her separation from accepted standards of femininity because the way that women talk and their ability to be socially savvy is inherently tied to their femininity. To me this reminds me of the gender disconnect many autistic people (like myself) feel when they are unable to perform their gender roles conventionally. Even strongly masking, it can feel like theres something so deeply wrong with you that everyone else seems to pick up, but you can't for the life of you identify what. Yor wants to perform femininity, as seen by her uniform with the Garden. She very easily could've gone for something more practical or comfortable, but instead chose an outfit that is seductive and feminine. But the issue comes into play when she's presented with different social contexts. She didn't connect that wearing a seductive dress would probably be inappropriate for getting drinks with her coworkers, because she doesn't realize what is and is not appropriate in the first place. 

Overall, I think this view of her character adds so much depth to her and is way more interesting than the "female himbo dommy mommy" box that the fandom tends to stick her in, to me. (No hate btw, to each their own).

[cripplecharacters]

hey, that ask about vitligo reminded me - i used to date someone with vitiligo (who struggled with it) and they'd see representation AS fetishisation, since in their mind the recent "widespread acceptance" of vitiligo (eg. in ads) was just some people's "sad attempt to convince others they're more tolerant than they really are". What do you think about that?

Hi, I do get the sentiment, but I don't fully agree with it. [Disclosure, I have a facial difference but not vitiligo specifically].

The recent "boom" in vitiligo representation is largely shallow marketing and often a poor attempt at being inclusive of people with disabilities and facial differences. The media just found the one facial difference that able-bodied people are "fascinated" by and exoticized it to death in order to make them look better. It's not for us. It's a way to seem accepting while cherry-picking the most acceptable representation, because god forbid there was also someone that read as more "obviously disabled/deformed" in their make-up ad or whatever. The way that vitiligo is usually presented is often obviously objectifying; it's like models who have it ARE their vitiligo and don't have anything else to offer, media will often just result to calling them "model with vitiligo does xyz" rather than, IDK, by their own name. They're not treating the people as actual human beings, so the whole basis of "being inclusive" falls comically flat.

TLDR; vitiligo representation is just the marketing's world hilariously exclusive attempt at checking off the disability inclusion box while still making sure it's the abled audience that's comfortable and aesthetically pleased (because god forbid they weren't). Like, sure, I am glad that they're showing vitiligo as something that shouldn't be hidden, but they're also sending the opposite message to all the other visibly disabled people whose disabilities aren't as "fascinating" to the mainstream, despite the fact that we are all in a similar position and form a community together. It's all about them and none about us.

There's a reason you're not seeing people with neurofibromatosis or severe burns in these mainstream "body positivity! show yourself!" campaigns. They're too much, and the able-bodied audience doesn't like that. People who boast about how "inclusive and accepting they are" don't extend that to everyone, it's only for those that they deem attractive and exotic, as close to an able-bodied, conventionally beautiful person as possible but with something "new" so that they feel good and inspired. It's othering on the very basis of it, and it's a sentiment hardly unique to disability acceptance.

With that said, I don't agree that all representation is fetishization. Huge chunk of it is, sure, I just wrote a mini essay on that. But I think that saying that as a general statement is doing a disservice to both models who are trying to pave the way for other disabled models in the industry and spreading awareness, as well as creators with vitiligo who just want to see themselves in their own work.

Those are my thoughts on this, I'm very much not an expert. Just what I observed in my own life and what I have previously read from FD community members who do have vitiligo

mod Sasza

[starmosaics]

Natal Sun square Uranus

I have this aspect in my chart and it's one of the most challenging ones I have so here's some things I've piled up from my own experience with this aspect and how its manifested within other people's charts;

Those with a Sun square Uranus aspect often experience a strong need for personal freedom and originality. This aspect gives one a drive to break away from the conventional road and way of living to forge something that is uniquely their own. As a result, conformity can feel uncomfortable and frustrating for these individuals. Most people with this aspect feel very drawn to seek out radical and original experiences, often finding themselves fighting against societal expectations and standards. These folks are not seeking conventionality, they're seeking radical and original experiences.

Because of this they can feel out of place a lot of the time. Their takes and opinions may be very outlandish to others because of their free thinking abilities. They may feel like the odd one out, feel like they stick out like a sore thumb, feel like they do not quite fit in, or feel like an outsider within in their environment. Sun-Uranus folks have a very hard time accepting their differences and the things that make them unique at first. Because of their crave for unorthodox experiences, this can lead to feelings of alienation. This can be particularly challenging when their innovative ideas or unconventional approaches are met with resistance or misunderstanding from others. Their sense of not belonging can become a battle within themselves, which could lead to suppressing their unique traits in an attempt to gain acceptance in worst case scenario. They can also end up pretending to be someone they’re not because of rejection from society/others.

This can make one a rule-breaker, an inventor, risk taker, a contrarian, defiant, a rebellion, scientist, alchemist, villain, etc. These people will refuse to do something if it goes against their beliefs or is unethical to them; they can be incredibly set in their own ways. They tend to do things with a different approach that works for them which tends to piss others off, especially those who like control. Often needing to do things differently than the common person, they may purposely take the harder route and go against the grain. This resistance to approach things in a conventional way can be liberating, but can also lead to conflicts and a lack of compromise with those who take more traditional approaches. People usually have a hard time figuring out those who have this aspect.

Those with a Sun-Uranus aspect thrive on innovation and variety. They are unpredictable and hate being told what to do. Their open-mindedness make them willing to try almost anything as they view most things an experience to learn and expand. Nothing feels normal to these folks. Sun-Uranus people are the types to act first, think later. They're also frequently changing things about themselves internally and externally. If stuck in one place for too long, they tend to feel restricted and restless.

Famous people who possess this aspect include; Doja Cat, Dennis Rodman, Elon Musk, RuPaul, Sky Ferreira, Mitski, Grimes, and Frida Kahlo. These people are known for their unconventional lives, innovative ideas, unique/distinctive styles, and refusal to conform to societal norms.

Some scenarios a Sun-Uranus person might experience:

Not trying at all in school because they know it won't be relevant to their future aspirations.

People having to compromise with them a lot because they tend to want to do things their own way.

Leaving their 9-5 job because they got tired of the same day-to-day tasks.

Facing issues in their personal relationships because of lack of communication.

Doing the opposite of what someone wants them to do because they don't like being ordered around.

Getting up and leaving one day without telling anyone because they felt trapped being in one space.

Deciding to do something last minute, neglecting their responsibilities.

Having issues with their bosses or other authority members.

Challenging rules and those of authority because they might believe certain rules don't apply to them.

Waking up one day and deciding they want to completely change their appearance/ways of living.

Creating a trademark for themselves whether it's through fashion, music, art, etc.

[cry-ptidd]

This is a bit out of the blue but I just wanted you to know that the way you draw your OC genuinely makes me feel better about my body in a way nothing else ever has. I used to be pretty over weight and even though I lost most of it I still have a lot of extra skin on my gut area and like her I've always been a pretty busty girl. Seeing you celebrate that kind of body in your OC is just... I have no words. Thank you ❤️

I don't think you understand how happy this makes me, that my art helped you feel a bit better about your body.

I've struggled with body dysmorphia for so long, and I've learned to accept my body and to see each appearance as a gift and one's unique character design, so to speak.

The extra skin/fat in the gut especially is something that a lot of people (especially women) struggle with, and I personally think that's a crime considering how cool I think it looks. A large bust is also somehow both "celebrated" by society by being sexualized and then in the same vein people will be made fun of their chest when it looks anything other than conventionally hot (ie when it sags, etc)

Laura is supposed to be an evil character but her body is not what makes her evil. It is just a part of her (one that she got hurt for), and one's body shouldn't be punished for its appearance. It's doing its best for you.

[andromedastarrs]

Hey i have a request what would be the type of partner for miguel o’hara ? Thanks if you write this

Miguel O'Hara's Type (S/O) - SFW Headcanons

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Hey Anon!! You're my very first Anon lol this is so very exciting for me, I hope you enjoy my headcanons for Mr.O'Hara's type!!🤞💙❤️

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Miguel doesn't date people for the way they look - so if you're hoping for him to look your way because you're conventionally attractive you're outta luck.

What I mean by this is that he's definitely more of the type to look at someone's actions/inner beauty.

I think Miguel likes individuals that are independent, financially and whatnot. I don't picture him as the type to enjoy babying (I mean this as in taking care of everything for them lol) his partner. However that does NOT mean that he doesn't enjoy getting them gifts and helping them out when they need it.

I think he'd want his partner to be patient. It's no secret that he can be explosive when angry and can sort of act like there's a switch in his head when it comes to his emotions, so having someone that is naturally patient is something that he would definitely look for.

I think he'd look for someone who has different interests/hobbies than him. I feel like he gets bored easily, so having an S/O that has interests he knows little about would peak his curiosity and would sorta act like brain food?? Does that make sense?

In general he would look for someone who is the tender opposite of him, tender meaning that you'd have to be different enough to be interesting but not too different to where you guys have clashing opinions on absolute everything.

Miguel is noooooooot into excessive public PDA, so he'd look for someone who shares that same opinion as him. He doesn't mind hand holding, making each other laugh in public, etc, but he will absolutely never do anything raunchy in public-

Doesn't like pessimistic people.

He'd look for someone who puts effort into their hygiene and general public appearance. AGAIN he is not into people just for their looks, but he IS into people who care about how they present themselves. Does that make sense?? Like he doesn't care if you're Goth, Emo, Coquette, "Basic", etc - he'd be into any aesthetic as long as his partner smells nice and has a cohesive look. (I tried my best to explain but hopefully you get the pic.)

Definitely not into lazy people or people who lack life goals- he wants someone who has a reason to keep going at it in life. Also... don't make him your reason to keep going, he wants you to be independent of him, remember?

I think he'd like people who are into skincare because I headcanon that he's into that 😭🙌. No this does NOT mean he is only looking for someone with clear skin, people can have good skincare routines and still have acne, etc.

He'd look for someone who accepts his past obviously. Also I say this because I think that his backstory is something that's gonna have him traumatized till the end, meaning that idk how he'd feel about kids with his S/O...is it just me that thinks he wouldn't be into it? I think he'd be too scared of losing either you or the possible kid, so instead he'd rather avoid having them again.

(On that note, if you are someone who wants kids I think he'd slowly, but genuinely consider it. He'd probably go to therapy to make sure he's in the right headspace as well.)

Is it a controversial headcanon to say that I don't think Miguel would look for a specific gender to date? I think he'd just genuinely look for a connection.

He'd look for someone who's an early bird like him, he wants to wake up around the same time as his S/O. However I don't think this applies to bedtime, since he has work to do and probably stays up late, he wouldn't wanna hurt his S/O's physical health.

Sorry guys I do not think Miguel likes pets, I think he likes his home tidy and clean. I think he'd lose a sense of control after everything that happened to him, and having a clean home gives him back some sense of control of his life. Maybe a few years into the relationship (after you've moved in) he'd be ok with pets but definitely not at the start.

Also, just because he doesn't want pets doesn't mean he isn't good with animals.

He'd look for someone who is a foodie, I think Miguel is one himself, so he'd look for someone that has the same eating habit of trying new foods. He'd also want this because I think he'd like making them try out recipes. :')

He'd look for someone who doesn't mind quiet days where the both of you barely talk but enjoy each other's presence.

It's no secret that Miguel has an erratic schedule, so he'd love to find someone with a very flexible schedule so that they could always make time for eachother. :')

Unless you are genuinely mature for your age (21+ acting/behaving 26+, don't be weird, thanks) I don't think he'd go for someone significantly younger than him. 🤞Also I think him being 27 makes sense but idek how old this man is because I can't find a certain answer anywhere.

He'd look for someone who can make him laugh. 🥹 He needs more happiness in his life.

On that note he definitely likes people that are optimistic and happy, people who just radiate warm energy. People that are genuinely kind.

Does not like people who try to purposely annoy him, sorry folks.

Also, yes he's handsome. But I headcanon that he wouldn't want someone who's just into him because of the way he looks. And he can always tell.

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[oldmisfortune]

MC is meant to be "inconsistent" with the boys because she has a different relationship dynamic with each one. It took a long time for her to be "nice" to Rafayel, and even now there are options to tease and bully him. The people who say MC is mean and want her to be worried about him are misogynists who believe women owe men who show affection or sacrifice anything. If Sylus was ugly and they thought him cringe, they would not be saying she owes him any kindness for his feelings or choices to save her. In fact, they would see it as him being disrespectful of her boundaries when she already said "no." Let's not forget she blocked him from socials but he still saw her posts through Luke and Kieran. This behavior would NOT fly if Sylus were the men these people might have faced IRL who don't take no for an answer and expect reciprocation and pursue women to exhaust them into a relationship on the excuse that it's "courtship."

Hi, anon!

Long reply ahead because I think your opinion is incorrect. I wish to simply debate your statement and it is by no means an attack towards you or your opinions but simply a discussion of it.

Firstly, about the MC’s change in personality, I don’t really know, as I mentioned, because I didn’t look too deeply at MC’s dialogue and I’m still relatively new to the game. It’s just a vibe I got and I thought it was worth noting. Your argument does stand. She could simply be reacting differently depending on the boy but again, I haven’t looked into it.

As for the rest:

Let me rephrase your statement so we’re sure we’re on the same page. You believe that people think MC should be nicer to Sylus because of misogyny. Misogyny is the dislike and prejudice against women, meaning you believe that these people have a level of engrained hate/prejudice that makes them favor a man over the MC, a women. Specifically because he’s conventionally attractive. And if he wasn’t conventionally attractive, people wouldn’t want MC to be nice to him, they would even go as far as to hate him for his behaviors. Correct?

I don’t personally think you are correct.

I hope that you were simply trying to educate me on the matter and not accusing me, because if you were, we need to have a different conversation all together. I’ll still reassure you and say that it’s not the case for me. I wasn’t condemning her behavior in my post, nor was I condoning it. I even stated that MC has the right to be mean, and honestly, I considered her too kind at first.

And I agree that some of his behavior is terrifying in real life. I would even venture to say that it shouldn’t be romanticized and that Infold shouldn’t have taken so much inspiration from dark romance to begin with. I’ll never excuse his behavior nor should anyone. HOWEVER, this is a fictional character. As long as these behaviors remain fictional and aren’t being accepted or sought or romanticized IRL, I think people should like what they like even if we don’t understand why they like it.

But I’m diverging.

We're trying to understand the answer to this question: Why are people upset enough by how mean MC can seem towards Sylus? And let’s not focus on the game but on the fandom.

I believe that it’s far more simple than misogyny. Players like Sylus. MC is supposed to be an insert for the players. MC perceived as mean to Sylus. Players don’t want to be mean to Sylus because they like his character. Thus, MC is no longer a proper self-insert for the players. The immersion is broken. Players are angry.

I think that the players would be just as angry if MC was mean to any of the other LIs in a way that they didn’t see as fair. And I’m not talking about teasing. I’m talking mean enough to break the immersion. And I think that for a lot of people, at least those complaining, this breaks their immersion and dampens their enjoyment of the game. I could be incorrect but I've seen this happen in other fandom for other games.

From now on, I’m just babbling but I think it’s worth mentioning. What I do believe is misogyny is more fandom on fandom hate rather than hate for MC. Let me explain. I’ve seen on tiktok creators getting harassed for not liking certain LIs, mischaracterizing the LIs, and for out of character headcanons. The creators that were harassed and that I know of are women and they were attacked by other women for the sake of a fictional male character. That can be argued to be misogyny and this is where we should direct our focus towards instead, making this fandom a community a safe space for everyone even if we don’t agree on certain things or like the same characters.

[the-fatal-impact]

The scene in which Jayce says to Viktor that he were never broken, that his imperfections is what makes him beautiful and how much he admires him is such an amazing and romantic moment, unique for their relationship, because…

THIS STATEMENT IS SUCH A F@€&ING BULLSHIT!

Like, think about for a while! Conventionally attractive, body abled, well build man from privileged background tells person with disability, whom comes from poverty and fought for any scraps to achieve anything. And even after that he is hit with perspective of dying prematurely. Like, do we need to remind Jayce that while he was is bed with his hot girlfriend, Viktor was fighting for any hope to even stay alive.

Now, don’t get me wrong. I know that Jayce has his own demons too. But it doesn’t change the fact that his statement there is in poor taste at best. Like, this massage is all and good, but not necessarily in this context. Like, isn’t body able people admiring people with disabilities for their braveness is something our society moved from??

Jayce, buddy, your partner fights every day against his own body to do things you never even think about to much. He does not need your admirations, he needs solutions to improve his quality of life you dumbass!

AND YET IT WORKED!

It really, really worked and I do not believe there is any other explanation than Viktor really wanting to hear that from Jayce. That he sees him and accept him the way he is.

NO OTHER EXPLANATION, THANK YOU!

[adropofelixir]

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𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨): mattheo riddle x fem! reader

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: when a girl with a consuming mental illness meets the boy with the immense childhood trauma, toxicity arises between their relationship. there's already enough communicational issues between the two of you, but somehow, everything always manages to get worse.

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: TOXIC! reader, mentions of borderline personality disorder (i'm writing from my personal experiences with it), reader and mattheo are in their fifth year at hogwarts, self-sabotage, crude language, lots of yelling, very angsty, let me know if i missed anything!

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚: this fic is going to have a few triggering ideologies and themes to it, please DO NOT continue on if you are not comfortable with the subject matter. as someone with the disorder that i am writing about, i will not tolerate any hate speech or assumptions being made about the disorder itself, please be kind and head the warning that although this is fiction, this disorder is very real and something a lot of people deal with. feel free to send me suggestions for writings! much love, lea.

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daphne.

the one name you thought you could go one day without hearing, and yet here it comes to haunt you once again. she's become a recurring theme being mentioned in the same sentence with your boyfriend.

she's just tutoring him. he needs help with his studies.

it couldn't drive you any more crazy than it already was. it just had to be her, didn't it? the girl everyone in the entirety of your bloody magic school thought was breathtaking.

it took a lot for you to accept being with someone like mattheo. he's more than just conventionally attractive, and you knew that before you had even caught his eye. between his undeniable good looks, his sultry voice every other girl including you gets to hear, and his mannerisms, it's not a secret that he drives almost every girl in the school mad.

with all of this being a factor in your every day life, knowing that she's his tutor couldn't bother you more. he has tried to tell you that he's not interested, and his old habits aren't a problem in your relationship as he had made the effort to change for you, but it does nothing to calm the rage boiling under your skin.

you're sitting in the library, theodore at your side as you both try to focus on your potions project that's due within the next few weeks. his focus is undivided on all of the notes he took earlier that day, meanwhile your eyes burn holes into the bookshelf that barely manages to hide her body sitting awfully close to mattheo's.

"you know, one of these days, you might kill her with your stare." the voice breaks you out of the trance you found yourself falling into, snapping your head to meet the familiar italian's eyes as you looked at him with furrowed brows.

"what are you on about?" there was attitude abundantly clear in your voice.

he gestures with his quill towards the pair that sit three rows ahead of you two before his eyes find yours again, "daphne. she's just helping him study, y/n. you know how important grades have become to him since his argument with his father over summer."

"he cares that much that he could ask her instead of his own girlfriend?" you snapped, staring at theodore with fire behind your eyes.

his lips purse together, just nodding to acknowledge your feelings as he didn't want to anger you further. "don't worry about the project for a couple days, i'll handle it and get it set up. just, don't drive yourself bloody crazy with obsessing over if she has a crush on him or not." he parted ways with you after finishing his statement.

you thought getting away would help, so you grabbed your own bag that remained unpacked the entirety of your study session, before making your way out of the library. you were sure to shove daphne's shoulder on the way out before you made your way up to your dormitory.

you looked at pansy and smiled a tight smile. pansy, knowing what's going on just by the look in your eyes, is quick to sit up and give you her full undivided attention.

"does she have to be such a bitch and be so close to him all the time? it's pathetic really, how badly she wants his fucking attention."

her response is in a softer tone than yours, almost comforting, "i can agree, she does get awfully close, but you don't need to worry about that y/n. mattheo's with you, and every since he's met you he's been wrapped around your finger."

"that doesn't mean that she can't reel him in if she starts acting like a whore." that comment was uncalled for, you knew it was deep down, but your emotions weren't allowing you to calm down.

pansy almost hissed at the vulgar word you chose, before hearing the door being fumbled with as her eyes watched mattheo enter your shared dorm room.

"i'm going to hope that i didn't hear what i think you just said." his eyes are locked on yours as he stands in front of you.

your eyes roll quickly. pansy, sensing the argument brew, is quick to make her exit to give you both some privacy.

"here you go, fucking defending her once again." your tone is laced in venom, knowing that if you hear about her one more time you're certain you'll want to take care of her yourself.

"i will defend someone who hasn't done a single thing wrong yet she's being called a name like that. she hasn't flirted with me once, nor has she touched me in any way, y/n we haven't even brushed hands or shoulders. she's just tutoring me."

"yeah, she's tutoring you right? on a subject that i'm higher than her in the class? sure thing mattheo, try to convince me you didn't go to her because you found her hot."

you knew his reasoning for wanting to be tutored by her instead of you; the two of you were inseparable. mattheo wanted your relationship to work out, and he knew in order to do that, he had to retire old habits. one of them included being codependent on each other for everything.

however, when it comes to you, you rely on him to function properly. it's far from healthy, but what can you do to control it? absolutely nothing. you were helpless. you didn't want to act like this, you wanted to be normal. you didn't want to need him around you at all times in order to feel secure in your relationship.

"you know that's far from the truth, y/n. the photos of you i've painted are littered in my notebook, if i was letting her tutor me so i could be around her due to her looks, i wouldn't keep those in there. that's common sense."

his words weren't helping calm you down, in fact, those were your breaking point. before you knew it, you were attacking him.

"then take out the fucking photos mattheo. take out the photos, go on your fucking study dates with her in her skimpy little fucking outfits, and let her take up your time. i'm clearly never going to be enough for you and that's final. i'm done wasting my time with someone who needs another person despite already having a girlfriend. get out."

his eyes scanned your face with utter disbelief. he knew you had episodes, but you had never told him to get out or that you felt like your time was wasted with him. his heart was hurting, and he needed space. without another word, just a singular nod of his head, he opened the door and left.

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it's been days since you and mattheo have spoken. you're going crazy, and you knew you more than likely had blown your chance. you didn't mean for any of it to happen that way. you didn't understand why you had grown into such an awful person, let alone partner.

you haven't gotten out of bed in what felt like ages. you could be another year older, for all you knew. you had told him you felt like your time was wasted.

fuck.

it never was. time with him was the only thing that kept you sane. him being around you made your senses heightened and feel like you were on cloud nine. he was the love of your life, there was no doubting that.

all he's ever tried to do was love you. yet, you blew it by acting like he's against you, as if he's your enemy. you never got the chance to open up and tell him what was wrong. every time the conversation would come up you'd go into an episode by creating false narratives as to what his response could end up being.

none of this was how it was supposed to go. you weren't supposed to push him away. you weren't supposed to ruin this.

but, that's all you ever seemed to do.

mattheo had retired his usual ways just for you to give him a chance. he had confided in you numerous times about how you've become his safety net, especially due to his upbringing. he never trusted anyone the way he trusted you.

now, you were sure you had blown everything up.

there was a soft knock at your door. you were so caught up in your mind that you almost didn't hear it. you opened your mouth to speak, your voice sounding hoarse as you haven't used it in days.

"it's open." the sound level of your voice is almost at a whisper, but you can't muster to get the energy for it to be any louder.

the door slowly creaks open, illuminating your dark room with a sliver of light as the person squeezes in through the doorway.

"hi, love."

your heart stops beating, your body freezes, goosebumps arise on your skin at the sound of his voice. it can't be him right? surely, you're mistaken.

you sit up as you look at him. "mattheo?" your voice is breaking as you speak his name, your eyes turning doe-like as your hopes rise.

he steps closer so that way he comes into your view, a sad smile adorning his features. his head tilts softly as he takes in all of your features, and fuck does he take his sweet ass time doing so.

the words start spilling out of you before you can control yourself. tears are rushing down your face as if they were running a marathon for a prize.

"i'm so, so fucking sorry matty. i don't know why i say the things that i do. i don't want to be this way. i want to be normal. you don't deserve to be treated like that. i don't want to be another burden in your life, i'm so sorry-"

his voice cuts in through yours, "pansy explained everything to me, you don't have to apologize. you can't control any of it, i know."

your lip quivers as you stare at him, his eyes full of understanding which makes you start sobbing uncontrollably. your hands cover your face as you sob into them, feeling warm arms wrap around you as he pulls you onto his lap when he sits down next to you.

"i-i thought i blew it.."

"shhh, we're okay, everything's okay. i would never leave you. i just needed you to talk to me, love. that way i can understand you and what you need during your episodes."

his fingers push your messy hair behind your ear as you peek up at him, your face now puffy and pink from your tears.

"i don't mean to be difficult, i'm sorry you have to deal with all of this."

a smirk finds his lips now, as he takes in your apologetic state. "now, now, where's the fun in dating if you can't keep me on my toes every now and then?" he kisses your forehead before he finishes, "i love you, y/n. no amount of arguments is going to change that."

you felt like you can breathe once again as he pulls you even closer, laying down with you wrapped up in his limbs. his gentle voice hums your favorite song as he plays with your hair, trying to soothe your nerves and help you get rest. your eyes are fluttering shut before you can notice, and your breathing mellows out as he smiles contently down at you.

"off to sleep you go, pretty girl. see you in the morning."

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𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚: hello again! i haven't proof-read this, as i'm currently sick while writing it! i may come back and edit it if need be, but i hope you enjoyed this angsty attempt at displaying one of many examples of living with borderline personality disorder in a relationship. i can't wait to come back and write again! i love you all!

[queeraliensposts]

I would like to preface this post by clarifying that obviously you should wear and present however you feel comfortable and the way you dress doesn't actually say anything about who you are as a person and what your values are.

Anyways, in my experience interacting with alternative subcultures, I've noticed that alt girls who dress alt but still try to look coventially pretty tend to say the most problematic things, will treat trans men and transmascs like absolute fucking garbage especially when we set basic boundaries like "please don't call me girl, even if you're using it in a gender neutral way", engage in cringe culture, often say the most ableist things about problematic people, and throw around terms like "pick me girl" and "chronically online".

Whereas alt girls who dress alt and don't care about looking conventionally attractive are often very progressive and really nice.

In my opinion maybe this boils down to internalized misogyny and wanting to signal to others that you're better than "other girls" because you're not afraid of offending people, because being alt these days isn't as "edgy" or "cool" as it used to.

It could also be that a certain amount of nonconformity is admired but there comes a certain threshold where it's no longer acceptable.

Obviously wanting to be pretty =/= having internalized misogyny or being problematic, as I've seen a few examples of alt girls who don't care about looking conventionally attractive being problematic, and alt girls who do care being nice, but that's not the majority.

Before anyone twists my words beyond recognition, I always encourage everyone to dress however they feel comfortable, and dressing a certain way does not make you inherently problematic, I am simply pointing out a pattern I've noticed, commenting on it, and giving my own theory as to why it is.

[miokki]

# CHOCOLATES

✰ synopsis: valentine’s day with your secret high school sweetheart

✰ character(s): scaramouche x gn!reader, tartaglia

✰ content warnings: nothing

✰ note: happy late valantine’s day! (i forgot to post it yesterday) also if it seems a little rushed it is bc it is. school!au btw.

if there was anything scaramouche hated more than sweet things, it was the day that seem to be filled with them. valentine’s day always repeats itself for the boy, at least since he started high school that is.

this year appeared to be no different, he could already see the first waiting for him at his locker with a box of chocolates. in past years, scaramouche would’ve tried to refuse gifts but after weighing up his options, he’s found that it’s easier to just accept people's gifts rather than outright refuse. the tactic has been working well as he now has fewer problems and the people appear to be okay after the initial rejection.

even after three valentine's days of countless confessions and an overload of flower petals he still has no clue what to do with all the chocolates. he’s figured out what to do with all the teddy bears and he just keeps flowers at home. yet there’s nothing that comes to mind when he needs to get rid of the leftover chocolate his mother won’t even eat. and as much as he hates chocolate or any kind of sweets for that matter, he hates to see food go to waste.

as of right now, scaramouche is eating by himself while working on something in his homeroom. it’s one of the only places he can find escapism at this moment in time due to his popularity amongst the girls. scara doesn’t get it. he doesn’t get why most of the girls at the high fawn over him, he isn’t anything out of the norm. but what do they know? all they see is some boy that always trails behind that group at school. coincidentally, childe doesn’t get it either, he is just as aloof as any other of the loners at this school. the only difference is that he's conventionally attractive.

“how many do you have so far?” childe asks as he barges into the room

scara lifts his gaze to see the redhead gleaming at him from across the room while walking up to his desk.

“23 girls and one boy,” the boy answered as he looked childe up and down.

“a boy too? damn, i'm jealous, i've only managed four and not a single boy in sight,” the tall one whined as he leaned himself against the desk beside scaramouche’s.

“i can see why there hasn't. you act more interested in mr zhongli than any of your classwork.”

“don't start getting cocky with me. i am the sole reason you can eat in peace.”

scaramouche chuckles, “so what did you end up doing?”

childe watches as scara takes another bite into his sandwich before relaxing back into his chair. he hasn’t been in this good of a mood since his mother came back from her trip with her girlfriend. even before, scara has never been this friendly towards him, not that he minds it of course. he's enjoying the conversation they're sharing. childe just wishes that he could see this side of him more often.

“ah. i didn't do much, i just told your fangirls that you were hanging around the fountain on the south side of the school. i have no idea why you'd hang there but they believed it.”

scara sighs, “i told you before, they're not my fangirls,” the dark-blue-haired boy glared.

“but it's true!” the tall boy exclaimed.

“they squeal when you walk past and when i told them you were near the fountain they fucking ran. i swear if you started selling posters of your face they'd sell them out in an instant. it’s like you’re whole of one direction to them. i wouldn't blame (name) if they ever got jealous.”

despite the last sentence being mumbled, scaramouche heard just enough to freeze. he’s sure he didn’t slip up, well not in any area he is aware of. perhaps you told childe, but you rarely even talk to scara himself during the school day so that isn't an option.

“what? you look like you've seen a ghost. you aren't that hard to figure out scara. your eyes drag when they're close by, you never give anyone that time of day,” the redhead explains.

“anyway,” childe sighs as he gets up from the desk, “hey you wouldn't mind if I take a few boxes from your stash, i wanna give something to tonia, teucer and anthon.”

“all yours.”

“thanks, buddy,” the orange-headed boy smiled as he ruffled scaramouche’s hair.

scaramouche waved him off as he exited the room, which left him in this lone classroom. the boy sighed as he started to settle back down into what he was originally doing. picking back up his pen to start writing until he was interrupted once again.

knock, knock.

looking over for the second time to see you poking your head through the doorway. “childe told me you here by the way.” you beam as you let yourself in. it makes his heart flutter; your smile. it’s sweet, the genuine kind, as opposed to chocolate which needs sugar to mask its bitterness. to him you’re like dark chocolate. the kind that isn’t overly sweet. and though still bitter, that's the part he enjoys most.

“do you want some?” scara offered as he waved the assorted box of chocolates in front of you. “i got them on the way here,” the boy clarified just in case. “sure,” you shortly responded before snatching the box from his grasp. “so you told childe?” you asked as you started to tear the plastic wrapping around the box. “i didn't tell him anything,” he begins as you inspect the packaging of the chocolate. turning over the box you notice the price sticker is still on.

“wait, 10,000 mora?” the boy pauses his explanation to look at you, “kuni, your fangirls are treating you so well. you should go thank them,” you teased as you placed one of them in your mouth. “mmh, I will say, they’re are worth at least half of all that mora, the texture is lovely.”

the upturned corners of scara’s lips are now apparent as he watches you devour most of the chocolate. he’s glad you enjoyed them otherwise he wouldn’t know who else to turn to. in all honesty, scaramouche feels strange, this year valentines aren’t like all those years before. he still is bombarded with tens and tens of gifts however he has someone to go to after school rather than home alone this year. and though he is at peace, he still has one more thing on his mind.

“do my uh— fan.. girls bother you?” the boy blurts out.

you almost spit out your chocolates yet you end up choking on them instead. after calming down you decide to speak, “is that what's been on your mind the entire time? don't tell me. did childe say something that made you think that?”

“n-no.”

quickly, you get up from your seat to wrap your arms around your boyfriend's slim figure, “aw my poor baby, there's no need to worry.” you pout, your body hanging over his shoulders.

“i wasn't worried,” scara denies.

“aww, my prince was worried. there's no nothing to be ashamed of, i'll have you know i have my own set of fangirls, so if you were to be worried i’d hope it would be that instead.” scara only shakes his head in shame before taking the last chocolate from the box. notably faster than you did. “I thought you said you didn't like sweet things.” you questioned, raising him a brow as you waited for a response.

“i don't but this one's dark chocolate.”

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Assumptions that will completely ruin your media comprehension skills:

The story is about the self-actualization of an individual, whom we are supposed to admire and emulate.

The main character is meant to embody goodness and righteousness. You can always determine what the author believes through observing the main character.

Conventionally attractive and charismatic characters are meant to be admired and emulated.

Characters who speak with firm, confident tones should always be read as correct, rather than charismatic.

A character who exhibits silliness, eccentricity, or characteristics associated with autism and ADHD should be read as incompetent or incorrect, especially if they are in conflict with a conventionally attractive and charismatic character.

The edgy character's opinions are harsh truths we have to accept if we want to survive. We are meant to admire and emulate them.

Mentors and authority figures should always be taken at their word unless it's unambiguously clear they are malicious, incompetent, or scheming for their own ends.

"Performs a beneficial service" = "ontologically good."

If a character is very obviously Bad, then the character who opposes them must be Good; thus everything they do is always justified.

One party must be read as Bad and the other side must be read as Good. It's either You're The Asshole or Not The Asshole; No Assholes Here or Everyone Sucks Here are not options.

We must pick a side; we cannot simply be neutral observers watching how the conflict shakes out.

Personal disgust or shock is a reasonable basis for passing moral judgment or dismissing things.

Characters in conflict with each other must be read as the embodiments or agents of Supreme Good and Supreme Evil; one cannot interpret conflict through, for example, actor-network theory, or the comprehension that everyone seeks comfort and safety through whatever means are available and feel justified.

Responsibility is a binary; people are either 100% responsible for things or 0% responsible for things. Systemic and social pressures are either irrelevant or absolve people entirely.

Characters who do Bad things deserve punishment, because only punitive justice can put things right.

We should always assume that the story's main character is the only person in its world with the capacity to solve the problems currently presented by the narrative. When other characters say they're the only ones who can do it, this should always be read as fact, not opinion, prejudice, or manipulation.

If Conventionally Attractive Gal, then Love Interest For Conventionally Attractive Guy.

If Conventionally Attractive Guy, then Needs Conventionally Attractive Love Interest Gal.

Things can only be truly right if they become a couple.

You don't need to know anything about the context the story was written in or what the author was responding to in order to understand it.