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[very-grownup]

Sports series and their lessons

SLAM DUNK: Ball is life.

HAPPY!: Ball is life and sex workers are great babysitters.

PRINCE OF TENNIS: Ball is life but a big responsibility because you might accidentally cause a mass extinction event.

KUROKO NO BASUKE: Ball is life and fistbumps are dangerously powerful.

FREE!: Water in large quantities destroys lives and the battle between a well-done coming of age story and capitalism and fanservice will give a director no choice but to seek solace in emotional devastation and violent action scenes.

HAIKYUU: Ball is life and volleyball is made up.

REAL: Ball is life and legs are optional.

ROBOTXLASERBEAM: Ball is life and it's important to teach this lesson to robots before their uprising so we have common ground.

YURI ON ICE: Getting shitfaced to meet your idols will only benefit your personal and professional life.

ALL OUT!: Ball is life and if you embrace this you can overcome your physical insecurities.

SK8 THE INFINITY: You don't have to be the best at something if you're enjoying it with someone you love and if there had been skateboarding in England in the 1880s JoJo's Bizarre Adventure would have been much shorter.

OOKIKU FURIKABUTTE/BIG WINDUP: Ball is life and your pitcher's health is paramount because if he is injured you have to take him to the outfield and shoot him like a horse with a broken leg.

TEPPU: There is no point in sports if you don't draw blood and excessive Jean Claude van Damme movies will permanently alter your sexuality.

EYESHIELD 21: Ball is life and Satan rules.

MEGALOBOX: No matter how dystopian the future, people will always want to gamble on the outcome of two men punching each other.

HIKARU NO GO: Ghosts are real.

[hikaru-sama]

Miguel checking every once in a while your heartbeat because he needs the reassurance that everything is real, not a dream.

He still can't believe how someone as beautiful and perfect as you loves a monster like him. I mean just look at you!

Miguel who needs to lay his head in your chest to sleep, your heartbeat assuring him that you're alive, healthy and most importantly, with him.

[effloradox]

Means To An End

pairings: hitachiin twins x gn!reader, ohshc x gn!reader

summary: tensions are running high in the host club when the twins start to fight over a comment made by Haruhi. as their best friend, everyone expects you to have the answers but when you failed to notice any tension between the two of them, you’re left wondering if you don’t know them as well as you thought.

notes: set during episode 1.05 (the twins fight), works in the same verse as We Want You Here but is fine as a stand-alone fic too

word count: 2.2k

There’s trouble in the air. You’d say you can smell it, but with all the rose bouquets scattered around Music Room 3 it’s hard to get away from the floral smells that all your friends, hosts or otherwise, are perpetually laced with. Yesterday had been normal as far as you could tell, even if you had left school early for an appointment, but when the twins’ car had arrived at your home to pick you up to take you to school you’d been surprised to see them sporting new hair colours.

“Should I be worried about that?” The two of them raised an eyebrow in unison before your eyes drifted up to their hair. You couldn’t deny that the blue and the pink suited them really well but they’d never expressed an interest in dyeing their hair before. Not to mention how much their mother loves their natural hair colour. To dye it on a whim with no deeper purpose would be seen as a crime in her eyes. Yuzuha Hitachiin is not a woman to cross, you don’t want to think about the arguments had over this new development in the twin’s appearance. They exchange one more glance between themselves before Kaoru finally answers your question.

“It’s a means to an end.” You take a few moments to mull over the vagueness of his words, staring hard at the blue, before replying.

“Am I going to be dragged into the middle of it?”

“We’d prefer it if you didn’t.” At Hikaru’s words, the tension in the car seems to evaporate and you finally relax into your seat. You drop your bag onto the seat next to you, smoothing a crease in your uniform.

“Suits me just fine.” The rest of the journey is filled with small talk and petty gossip, just the way you like to spend your morning journey to Ouran. By the time the three of you have arrived at school you’re almost used to their new looks.

It takes until your lunch period for you to actually find out the reason for the twins’ weird behaviour. Your involvement in various clubs and extracurriculars had kept you busy and away from your friends aside from shared classes where you’d been too busy studying for upcoming exams to pay attention to your idiotic best friends. You finally had a moment of peace on your way to the dining hall when a commotion drew your attention. The pink and blue hair makes it incredibly easy to identify the twins and you can only watch in mild horror at the food fight that has broken out between the two of them. You’d been more than content to turn on your heel and head back where you came from when a foreign pair of arms grab you, pulling you down a corridor not far from the dining hall.

“I demand you tell me what’s going on with those shady twins!” It takes you a few beats to realise that it’s Tamaki that pulled you away. You’re more than used to being manhandled by the twins but Tamaki doesn’t seem like the type to do so unprompted to anyone but Haruhi. When Kyoya appears in front of you as well, you begin to suspect maybe he put the Host Club King up to the mild kidnapping he’s just committed.

"I have no idea Tamaki-Senpai.” Your words send the blonde into a predictable fit of despair and it becomes clear to both you and Kyoya that he will no longer be an active part of this conversation. The two of you are more than used to tuning out Tamaki’s breakdowns so it’s easy to pick up the conversation without his involvement.

“It’s in your best interest to tell us everything you know (Y/N).”

“They told me not to get involved. I’ve learned to trust them when they say that.” You can tell your answer hasn’t pleased the megane but you can’t really find it in yourself to care much. If the twins told you not to get involved, you’re more than happy to let whatever this is blow over without it affecting you as well. Since you’re not a host and whatever they’re doing doesn’t affect your classes together you’re more than happy to watch from the sidelines. If it truly is just a means to an end like Kaoru said it was, you can’t imagine whatever they’re doing will last longer than a day or two. “I’ll see you both at the club after class for my usual appointment.”

It’s only when you’ve started to walk away that Kyoya responds to your statement in a monotone voice that somehow feels more calculated than usual. “If things continue the way they have been, we might be unable to fulfil your usual appointment. We’re down a pair of loving brothers you see.” You stop walking at his final words, turning on your heel to face him.

“What do you mean?” Your question, plus the blank look that appears on your face, instantly brings Tamaki out of his fit as he looks at you with an expression you can’t quite read. You place it somewhere between bewildered and perplexed but there’s another part of it that you find yourself disliking.

“Haven’t you heard? Hikaru and Kaoru are fighting.” It almost feels like the world stops spinning for a few moments as you process Tamaki’s words. The problem is that the world starts spinning again and you can almost feel the system error taking place in your mind as you wait for the blonde to tell you he’s joking. When Tamaki doesn’t rescind his sentence you feel the first prickle of anxiety starting in the back of your mind.

“They don’t fight.” Tamaki merely blinks at you owlishly.

“They’ve been fighting since yesterday. It started at the club.”

"If they were fighting, I would know."

“Is it possible that you don’t know them as well as you thought?” Part of you knows that Kyoya doesn’t mean his question to sound as harsh as it does but it still stings somewhere deep inside you.

The twins might not have fully opened up to the host club yet but you know them. There’s no way they could be fighting; there’s no way you could’ve misread the car journey that badly to miss some sign that there was disharmony between them. They’re never fought in all the years you’ve known them.

“I’ll guess we’ll find out after classes are over.” Your tone sounds more defeated than you’d care to acknowledge and you’re quick to turn away from the two hosts before you spot any kind of pity growing in their expressions.

It’s almost a relief when your free period starts and you can spend your time as you wish. Normally you’d seek the twins out, or vice versa, but something about your earlier conversation with Tamaki and Kyoya is replaying in your mind and the idea of sitting and stewing in a crowded library sounds like the worst thing on earth. You find yourself walking through the grounds of the academy, hoping some fresh air and sunlight will do something to improve your mood. It almost works until you hear a loud shout from behind you.

“Hey! (Y/N) wait!” You start to quicken your pace when you hear two sets of footsteps coming up behind you but it’s not long before Hikaru and Kaoru catch up to you. They come to a stop a few paces behind you, waiting for you to turn around and face them. The bright colours of their hair make you feel sick.

“What gives?”

“Yeah, why’d you ditch us?”

“I don’t know what you’re doing, but you need to wrap it up soon.” It’s clear your comment isn’t what the twins were expecting from you when they flinch back at your tone.

“What're you talking about?" You narrow your eyes at them.

“Your means to an end. Whatever the end is, I hope it’s worth it.” The way the two of them look at each other when you speak sends a wave of irritation over you that you rarely feel towards your best friends. It feels like they're in on some joke that you've been left behind on and you don't enjoy the feeling.

"Don't be like that."

"Yeah, it's not a big deal." Hikaru's blasé tone does nothing to soothe your irritation.

"Kyoya seems to think it is. He also seems to think I don't know you well enough to notice that you're fighting." Your words get the first serious reaction from the twins as they look at you with an unreadable expression on their faces.

"When did Kyoya say that?" Hikaru's tone is cold and you can't tell whether that's directed towards you or Kyoya. Or both. Maybe both.

"During your little display at lunch. Him and Tamaki pulled me out of the dining hall to try and work out what the fuck is going on."

"He had no right to involve you."

"Yeah, it's none of their business."

"Actually it's entirely their business if it directly affects the host club. Which it seems like it has since Kyoya’s cancelling appointments.”

“It’ll be over soon, we told you.”

"I don't know why you're pretending to fight, but I want no part of it. You told me you didn't want me involved and I was fine with that but now I am involved and I want out."

"We didn't mean for this to happen to you."

"I know."

“We’re sorry.”

“…I know.” Kaoru is the first to approach you, waiting for your reaction. When you don't take a step back, he approaches and pulls you into a hug. His brother is quick to follow and the three of you spend the next few moments entwined in silence. You listen for their breaths and even your breathing so that you're all in sync.

Their synchronicity is an ability that is as innate to them as breathing and it always feels special when they let you in for moments like this. It's only when your breathing is completely in line with theirs that you begin to untangle yourself from their arms. The events of the day feel like they’ve hit you with full effect and you’re left feeling weary.

"I'm going to go home. I'll see you tomorrow." The twins let you go without protest, the weight of their gaze heavy on you as you walk towards the main building of Ouran. After muttering some excuse about feeling unwell, it’s not long before you’re in your car on the way back home and it’s all you can do to put the events of the day behind you.

When you wake up the day after, you’re honestly not sure what to expect when one of your maids tells you that the twins' car has pulled up to take you to school. It’s nothing out of the ordinary, in fact it'd be more unusual if they didn’t, so it’s not hard to see that your maids are confused by your hesitancy to go to school. You climb into the car and sit in your usual seat, barely looking up at your companions as you grab your seatbelt and secure it. It’s only when you look away from the seatbelt that something odd about the energy in the car hits you.

It takes you a few seconds to realise why something feels off. They’ve switched colours. The weight of their eyes on you makes you shift in your seat and the seatbelt suddenly feels far too restrictive.

“Aren’t you worried about frying your hair if you keep changing it?” The smiles that appear on your friends' faces immediately settle your anxiety. If this was some test, you’ve definitely passed it.

“No one else noticed.” In a way, you’re unsurprised by that. The two of them pretend to be each other so frequently that you can only imagine their house staff have long since given up trying to work out who’s who.

“Don’t you think it’s a bit cruel to give people a way to tell you apart only to pull the rug from under them by changing it immediately?”

“We don’t want everyone to know who’s who.”

“Yeah, it takes away from our mystique.” It’s a fair comment, one you can’t refute, but there still seems to be a gaping hole in their logic.

“Some people will still know.” You gesture to yourself as an example, watching as their smiles seem to get a fraction wider.

“Yeah.”

“You'll know.”

“Looks like you do know us well enough after all.” Hikaru’s words take you by surprise. The three of you have never been the type to be overly doting on each other and you’re not sure if you’re reading the situation right.

“You did this for me?”

“Of course!”

“Can’t have Kyoya thinking he knows everything, can we?” Hikaru’s words touch you in a way you don’t think you’d be able to put into words, and as soon as the moment is with you, it’s passed; as is usually the case with the twins.

“So! You missed the craziest love confession after school yesterday…” As Kaoru goes into a tirade about some poor girl who tried to confess to Haruhi, it’s all you can do to bask in the moment of harmony with the two of them.

A/N: I’m kind of obsessed with the concept of the twins having this long suffering friend figure in their life, I think it’s such a fun avenue to go down with Ouran fics.

series masterlist

[sugar-grigri]

Creating a story from grief

I reread Volume 1 of The Summer Hikaru Died and sometimes I try to imagine how the author came up with this idea.

I can't answer that question, but I think everyone can find some answers through their own experience of grief.

The terrible thing about death is the disappearance, and even if it seems obvious, I think it's more precise than it seems.

The terrible thing about losing someone is :

1) the idea of death: our loved one ceases to live and can no longer accomplish anything

2) the idea of disappearance

Even if you're a believer in the afterlife, the most terrible and material thing is to know that suddenly you'll no longer be able to see this person, smell their smell, touch them or hear their voice for the rest of your life.

If I try to break down my own bereavements, there were 3 feelings that went through me with death

1) the person is no longer alive and can no longer accomplish anything, which means rage for them

2) their absence, i.e. no longer having what they brought into my life

3) a purely sensory and material aspect: no longer feeling and seeing my loved one.

I think it's brilliant that Yoshiki knows it's no longer Hikaru he's looking at, but accepting the creature means accepting that his best friend's body doesn't cease to exist, and that he himself can continue to hear and see his best friend.

In exactly the same way as we would watch photos, videos and recordings over and over again.

Trying to feel the person, telling ourselves they're still with us - these are ideas that help us to mourn.

But in reality, to mourn is to digest the disappearance, not to pretend the presence of the other.

Why did you make "Hikaru" look so dangerous and childish?

Because it is the consequence of not mourning

1) by instinctive and childish reactions to want the other person close to you

2) but that's doing more harm than good to yourself

"Hikaru" is a creature we can't identify.

But it also symbolizes all the dangers of unfulfilled mourning.

Imitating the lost being almost perfectly

But without perfectly piecing it together

Like memories

[imalwaysaslutforthevoid]

The Summer Hikaru Died and onomatopoeia

I've wanted to gush about this topic for a while and i have no organized thoughts but a lot of feelings i need to get out. First and foremost being "Holy shit this manga is so damn loud" which is a weird feeling to have since manga is generally understood to be a silent medium.

And yet the Mangaka MokuMoku Ren has filled their work to the brim with sound. Now comics using onomatopoeia (words that echo a noise ie: crunch) is nothing new the sound of a fist hitting it's target and walls being wrecked is nothing new. But usually onomatopoeia is worked into whatever action is resulting in the noise

adding both a sense of motion as well as sound. Which is what makes The Summer Hikaru Died's use of it so unique and compelling. To utilize onomatopoiea you have to give up on space that could otherwise be going to deatil work in the background or foreground. Now this is fine with smaller unobtrusive effects like Wolverine's claw extending, and there's numerous example's where a sound will take up large portions of the page to show how loud something like a bomb going off is. But i've yet to see another comic western or otherwise so consistently use this facet of the medium to instill such claustrophobia and dread. As a slower paced horror manga The Summer Hikaru Died builds it's suspense mostly through atomosphere, the supernatural happenings weighing on the surrounding evironment until they break the surface

The use of sound is heavy, it's harsh, it's a vehicle to show how wrong things have gotten from the whisper of "it's coming" heard in the ringing bell of a train crossing to the omnipresent call of birds, bugs, and frogs that pushes in on the paneling shrinking the world with their cacophony.

the way sound shrinks the world making reader and character both feel suffocated by the drone is matched by how the manga uses silence as a way to make the characters feel exposed and vulnerable. the page is now empty of distraction the world of the story on full display and it still feels wrong it's agorophobic, at least amidst the din there was some sense of anonymity being just one voice among hundrends.

even the speech bubble feels out of place as it wanders off desperate to fill the space. The manga is full of these moments of sound and silence in some dance with eachother always too much or too little, never comfortable. It adds a lot to the horror of the manga, and is just one part of many that makes The Summer Hikaru Died such an excellent manga, every chapter I can feel my skin crawl as the setting becomes more hostile to the charactres while they uncover more of the truth of their circumstances.

[yuseirra]

realities

...seeing how things are in the current story..; why do I feel like we landed on a bad ending in a game with multiple ends...it feels like a wrong timeline where everyone failed

I hope we do get some sort of message out of it all...

[silversword7000]

🩸Star Trek TOS Period Headcanons!!🩸

Kirk:

Kirk would be the kind of guy who has a pretty average period and he would try to just power through and thug it out but you already know he is crying to Spock behind closed doors. He absolutely would need to be taken care of when he is on his period but he tries to pretend nothing is happening when he is on shift. Definitely struggles with mood swings, he would cry at the smallest things sometimes and he wouldn’t know why. Pretty bad pain and heavy flow the first two days but then moderate for the next 5. He has a 7 day period for sure. He would be curled up in a ball with the heating pad and he has a secret stash of chocolate for when he is bleeding. You already know that man is going to get some strange food cravings for real. He would also be a tad bit off balance and he would be shaky when he stands up or sits down. If you tried to fight him while he is on his period he would lose. If he has the time (he doesn’t) to get some extra sleep while on his period he can sleep through some of the worst sections of pain. He could definitely use a few extra naps on his period cause it does make him more exhausted than usual. Sometimes he would have to take a few extra seconds or hear something repeated a few more times for him to make a decision because of his brain fog but it wouldn’t have a big impact on being captain. Actually, whenever he is in a stressful situation he is able to focus up and power through his period way better than when things are slow. When he has something urgent to draw his thoughts then he can manage his symptoms like a pro. He just struggles in those periods of down time because he can’t help but focus on what’s happening to his body and this is what makes him so distressed. 

Spock:

Ok Spock would have pretty bad pain, not as bad as it could get but it would be a consistent level of bad pain the entire time. Spock has the vibe of having a 6 day one. He would have a heavy flow but he has a routine about changing pads and everything so he is good. He literally just powers through the pain because showing that he is in pain or god forbid, struggling, would be “illogical”. This man just wants to get through his shift with nobody noticing he is on his period. He would definitely have intermittent bad headaches. He does not get the butt cramp. He tries to keep a cool exterior but sometimes he is clenching a fist SO HARD. He wouldn’t really experience many of the symptoms, like no digestion issues, no cravings, no fatigue BUT he would absolutely be a lot more depressed for no reason and it makes him so mad because he doesn’t know why he feels that way and how to stop it. Kirk would definitely help him deal with these feelings if he actually opened up to him about it which would take Spock a while to do. This is why he went to Uhura first who was a great help in understanding and accepting how his period makes him feel. 

Bones:

You already know this man is going to have the most MASSIVE SPLITTING HEADACHE his entire period. His would be 5 days but oh my god he is going to be having the WORST time. He definitely has a lot of pain pretty much the entire time. His hands would be shaky because of the pain which pisses him off immensely because he needs to be precise for his work. He gets irritated even more than usual and has trouble regulating his emotions which can lead to him blowing up at random patients. He definitely gets hit with the butt cramp sometimes and he just has to stand there and grip a table for a minute while he rides it out. He would have to piss all the freaking time and it is so frustrating to him. He would’ve tried tampons at some point but they make his cramps even worse and he also can’t get the applicator to even work most times so he just give up and uses pads. He on occasion would use a menstrual cup but only if he is on shore leave because he really doesn’t like fooling with washing it while he is on the ship. He has found that having pain elsewhere in his body momentarily distracts him from his period pain so sometimes he can be found gripping his leg extremely hard or trying to drive his nails into his palm. Medicine does absolutely nothing for him, believe me he has tried but he just has to suffer. He would have to have the heating pad on blast just to get to sleep and he also gets cold a lot easier, even when it’s warm. His hands would be absolutely FREEZING!! He wouldn’t get any cravings but he is absolutely hit with both constipation AND diarrhea. Poor Bones is having an absolute time of it on his period. He also started getting his around when he was 11 years old and it used to be less bad but became worse over the years. He wasn’t good at dealing with it anyways when it was easier so he didn’t even get to appreciate the years that were calmer. A lot of the crew just try to avoid him even if they are injured if they know he is on his period because they’d rather be in pain than face his wrath.

Scotty:

He definitely gets pissy when he is on his period. It is totally fair though because he has a LOT of pain. He definitely has to pass a large chunk of blood each time and then after that is gone he is pretty much good. Before then though he is in so much pain it is all he can focus on. He even gets distracted with his engineering tasks! He doesn’t get any headaches but he gets very bad mood swings and you already know that man is being HIT with the butt cramp. It would literally make him be on the floor with pain. His stomach would also hurt randomly when he is eating but other than that he wouldn’t have any digestion issues. He would be extra gassy though. Everyone knows to stay FAR away from Scotty when he is bleeding. Sometimes he just resorts to getting so drunk he blacks out to avoid the pain because he just can’t take it anymore. It’s really not a great way to cope but the poor guy hasn’t found anything else that helps so he has to resort to that sometimes. Dealing with the hangover after almost makes it not worth it though but he really doesn’t know what else to do.

Uhura:

Hers are overall pretty moderate. She would have a heavy flow but the pain wouldn’t be too bad. Of course there would be some moments where she is struggling with it but overall it is pretty chill for her. She could definitely take a few ibuprofen or some midol and be fine. She would run hot and need a little fan on her at all times cause if there is no airflow it makes her feel worse and lightheaded. She also gets nauseous occasionally, especially in the morning but it is also worsened when she is hungry. This leads her to usually swap out her usual coffee for some mint tea that week so that she can calm her stomach. It does lead to her being more tired and a bit less focused in the first hour of her shift but it isn’t really noticeable to anyone outside of her. She would sleep like a rock while on her period but also randomly get woken up by pain and then have to sit and read for an hour or so before she can go to bed. She would definitely be bleeding for 7 days (and sometimes 8) but the last 3 days would be pretty chill, just more of waiting it out than anything. On rare occasions, she catches herself getting angered by innocuous things. She knows that normally these things wouldn’t anger her though so she is always able to keep her emotions in check. Spock would come to her when he is struggling with his emotions when he is on his period. 

Sulu:

Sulu’s pain fluctuates pretty frequently. He has learned to just try and appreciate the moments where the pain is light cause he definitely would be struggling when his pain is bad. His pain wouldn’t be bad often or even consecutively much but every once in a while he will just be HIT with pain and then he would need to sit down. Being with his plants helps him because of the fresh air, plus it gives him something to focus on so he will take his mind off of his pain being all over the place. He is having a rougher time with it when he is on the bridge since the work is more demanding and he really needs to make sure his mind is sharp and on target. He has learned a few breathing exercises that help him but medicine and his heating pad also help. He would definitely have some of those portable heating pads for periods. He also definitely has some essential oils that help keep him calm and able to recenter himself when he is on shift. He uses tampons most of the time because he really hates how the pads feel, it always chafes no matter what he does but sometimes he has to wear them because he is worried about leakage with the tampon. He would definitely have a lot of digestion issues. Sometimes when he would just smell some food he would get super nauseous. He would be able to quell his digestion issues by making sure to eat extra healthy (as if he doesn’t already) but it doesn’t make eating that much easier for him. He would be harder on himself than normal when he is on his period which is so sad cause he should give himself extra grace now of all times! He just can’t help it though, he gets frustrated when he can’t do as much as he would normally do. When his pain is lighter he exercises and practices fencing whenever he can because the movement and physical activity helps keep his pain lowered. He has to sit out when his pain is worse though.

Chekov:

Oh lord. So his pain level also varies but less so than Sulu’s. It will vary by each period so he will have one period that will be very bad and another that will be totally chill but Chekov is complaining the ENTIRE TIME. Every single person on the bridge knows when he is on his period he literally will not shut up. Sometimes he makes random freaking noises because of the pain. He would also get headaches randomly but when he gets one it is there for the entire rest of the day. He cannot focus on anything and gets very easily confused. He absolutely suffers from mood swings but not as badly as Scotty or Bones. He wouldn’t get digestion issues but he would get so constipated it would be so bad. He just really struggles with dealing with his periods especially since his vary in intensity and symptoms each time. He wouldn’t have gotten his period till later though around like 16 or 17. Chekov just really doesn’t have any good coping mechanisms and he complains a lot because he needs help and he just doesn’t want to admit that he really needs someone to support him during his periods. Eventually though Sulu would figure this out and try to work with him to find some coping mechanisms that work. Heating pads don’t help him but taking some medicine and using a cold compress does make his headaches better. Chekov would get absolutely ROCKED by the butt cramp, he is getting that thing multiple times every period and lord he would just die. He doesn’t notice it but his mood swings definitely make him more stressed than normal and sometimes he cries out of frustration. He also gets easily frustrated when the coping mechanisms don’t help him. He uses pads but hates the feel of them. He also has a lot of blood clots throughout the beginning of his period. His only lasts 5 days but for those 5 days poor Chekov is really struggling. Chocolate does make him feel slightly better though. He would’ve definitely tried getting drunk at some point to see if that made it any easier to deal with but because of his period he would get way more nauseous than normal. The whole room would be spinning and he’d STILL be feeling all of that pain. He couldn’t get to sleep for HOURS. He tried that again after that horrible night. He usually struggles with insomnia (but also doesn’t realize that it is his period causing it) cause he goes to bed late anyways but some nights it really gets to him and he gets so pissed off about not being able to sleep. The next morning he is half dead during his shift. Poor Chekov is just an absolute mess when he is bleeding.

Chapel:

Lowkey hers are definitely pretty mild. I feel like they would be light but constant pain all day. She definitely relaxes with a heating pad and some tea and that is enough to pretty much set her straight. Sometimes when she is on shift she gets brain fog though. She is way more gassy than usual and actually a lot of the time her gas pains are worse than her period pains. She gets so embarrassed about being gassy even though there isn’t anything she can do about it. She has a stretch routine that she uses to help relieve her pain and refocus her. If the medbay is particularly slow (a rarity on the Enterprise) then she sometimes does her stretches during work but usually she is running around so much that she doesn’t have the time. If she turns too quickly or stands up a bit too fast she will get absolutely ROCKED by dizziness sometimes. It isn’t that often but it is always in the back of her mind so most of the time she is extra careful but when the medbay is busy she doesn’t have that luxury. Her feet are more cold than usual so sometimes she has to wear fuzzy socks to work because she will be freezing otherwise. She bleeds for about six days but has some lingering spotting. Overall though hers are very manageable to her which she is thankful about.

✨💫Thank you so much for reading!! I have the innate ability to make period headcanons for literally any character I don't even think about these they just are divinely spawned into my mind. Reblogs and comments are adored!!💫✨

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[aerospas]

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍 ; their pet name for you ── tos characters !

𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐒 ; ᶜʰᵃᵖᵉˡ, ᶜʰᵉᵏᵒᵛ, ᵏᶦʳᵏ, ᵐᶜᶜᵒʸ, ʳᵃⁿᵈ, ˢᶜᵒᵗᵗʸ, ˢᵖᵒᶜᵏ, ˢᵘˡᵘ, ᵘʰᵘʳᵃ

( SWEETHEART ) sweetheart ; they'll tenderly cup your face in their hands, their thumb gently tracing the curve of your cheekbone. each glance at you feels like a stolen moment of bliss, as if the universe conspired to bring you two together. in their eyes, you are the embodiment of all things sweet and pure, a cherished gem in a world of rough stones. they'll shower you with affectionate words and gestures, their love for you pouring out in every touch and smile.

kirk, sulu

( DARLING ) darling ; it is a term that dances on their lips with an effortless grace, carrying with it a promise of warmth and tenderness. their gaze holds a depth of adoration that knows no bounds, as though you are the centre of their universe, a guiding star in their sky.

chapel, mccoy, scotty

( LOVE ) my love ; they possess an innate tenderness that envelops you like a warm embrace, their arms a sanctuary where you find solace and comfort. they lavish you with affection, expressing their devotion through every word uttered and gesture made. in their eyes, you are not just a person, but a soulmate a companion in the journey of life.

chekov, rand, spock, uhura

[theres-nothing-to-be-scared-of]

end-chapter art   (volume 1)   THE SUMMER HIKARU DIED PART 1 (of 2)   (part two here)

click each image for text! anyone can reblog! check my tags! note: "Hikaru" is referred to as just Hikaru in image descriptions, for the sake of simplicity.

[bonesfucker3000]

How the Star Trek TOS crew would act during a blunt rotation (since y’all wanted to hear this :D)

Kirk: he would act like he knows how to hit a blunt but he would hold it in and swallow it and start coughing like crazy and basically acting like he’s dying 

Spock: he would hit the blunt gracefully not hogging it at all and when high a very comforting presence though he prefers hitting the bong (Vulcan za will get you fucked up though) 

Bones: he takes long drags and will hog it a bit but not greedy with it, he either softens up or just traumadumps while he’s high, no in between 

Scotty: he would start out taking small puffs but at the end he’d be taking really long drags and will be high as a kite resulting In him just speaking Scottish Gaelic 

Chekov: the worst fucker to pass the blunt too, he will hog it for few minutes straight he’s a greedy fuck, and his fuck ass bob smells of kush, he will complain about the rules and will mooch off other people’s weed, a nightmare to be around since he will start shouting in Russian and becoming even more paitrotic than usual 

Sulu: would only take small puffs of the blunt and like Spock prefers hitting the bong, very chill when high and probably doesn’t say shit but just smiles and grins like crazy 

Uhura: would also hit the blunt gracefully but would hog it a tiny bit and take long drags but not greedy with it, when high she won’t shut the fuck up 

Chapel: would take small puffs of the blunt but prefers hitting the bong, will hog it but overall is really calm and comforting

(I need help 🫶)

[domokunrainbowkinz]

[lunaetis]

[ man made weapon muse(s) only loyal to one person & no matter how twisted they are, the said weapon would listen to them. complete devotion. i was made to be wielded by you / i only take orders from you is good aesthetic. you cannot change my mind. ]

[rustycopper4use]

It’s always been you (Rewrite, yay)

It’s Always Been You (Re-Write)

Kyoya ootori x Male!reader

In which a school filled with filthy rich heirs and heiresses spend their abundant free time; doing anything and whatever they want. This is Ouran Academy, the playground for the rich and famous.

“Welcome!”

…

A disheveled boy pushes himself against the sleek wooden doors he’d just entered through, he stood out from his environment, truly.

“Oh, wow, it’s a boy!” 

“Hikaru, Kaoru, I believe this young man is in the same class as you, isn’t he?” Kyoya looked towards the twins.

“Yeah, but he’s shy. He doesn’t act very sociably, so we don’t know much about him.” They shrugged.

“Hm.” 

“Well that wasn’t very polite, Welcome to the Ouran Host Club, Mr. Honour Student.” Kyoya crossed his arms, looking towards the boy.

“What?” Tamaki unexpectedly moves closer, “You must be Haruhi Fujioka!” 

Haruhi tries forcing the door open in a panic. But to his dismay it wouldn’t budge, as the group stare at him like a zoo exhibit.

“You’re the exceptional honour student we’ve heard about!” 

“How did you know my name….?” He slowly turned around, notably more stiffer than before.

“well you’re infamous, it’s not everyday a commoner gains entrance into our academy.”

Kyoya continues,

“You must have an audacious nerve to work hard enough to fight your way into this school as an honour student, Mr. Fujioka.”

“…Well, uh, thank you, I guess.” Haruhi hesitated, clearly tense. He began to jiggle the knobs, muttering.

Tamaki pulls Haruhi closer to him, going on a monologue about commoners as the Honour student pulls away from his grasp.

“Tamaki is gonna scare him off.” Y/n sighed, looking at the two.

“Like that’s a surprise.” The twins slide behind Y/n, catching the man off guard.

“Warning next time! God. I need to put bell on you two.” He clutched the front of his suit jacket. Easing his now elevated heart beat.

“Ho ho~ very naughty Y/n” The twins lean on his shoulders.

“you know that’s not what I meant.” 

“Whatever you say, y/n~” the two practically purred. Y/n waved a hand dismissively 

“Hey! Come back here Haru-chan!” Honey yanks Haruhi backwards.

“You must be like a superhero or something. That’s so cool!” Honey chirps.

“I’m not a hero. I’m an honour student. And who are you calling ‘Haru-Chan’?” 

Honey yelps, retreating away.

“I would’ve never imagined the famous scholar would be so openly gay.” Tamaki thinks out loud.

“openly what?” 

“So tell me what type of guys do you like?” 

“The strong silent type? The boy-Lolita? How about the mischievous type? The cool type? Or the nerdy type?”

“Wait what’s that supposed to mean?-“ Y/n gets cut off, with Hikaru hand over his mouth.

“Or maybe… you’re into a guy like me?” Tamaki coos, getting impossibly closer to the Honour student.

“It- it’s not like that I just came here for a quiet place to study-“ Haruhi backs up knocking right into something, he quickly turned, seeing the vase falling he reaches out for it, 

And it shattered into thousands of pieces on the marble floor.

“And there goes the vase, or vase. Whatever you’re supposed to say.” Y/n looks at the broken pieces.

“Look what you’ve done commoner! That vase was going to be at the school’s auction, the bidding was gonna start at 8 Million yen!” The twins loom over the man, as he stares onto his massively expensive mistake.

“I’m gonna have to… pay you back..” Haruhi choked out.

“With what money? You can’t even afford the school uniform. Yeah what’s with that grubby outfit you got on?” The twins rubbed salt in the wound.

“Well… what do you think, Tamaki?” Kyoya grabbed a shard off the floor.

Tamaki sits on his throne, and with cocky a smirk he spoke. 

“There’s a famous saying you might’ve heard Fujioka, when in Rome you should do as the Roman’s do. Meaning, starting today you are now a Host!” He points at Haruhi, who’s looking like a statue at Rome, at this point.

“You think he’ll be okay?” Honey poubts, poking at the unmoving man.

…

As guests filled the room, gathering around their respective hosts, girls swooned and sighed, the hosts would flirt and entertain.

A red head placed her teacup back on the table, making a crisp click.

“I’ve recently heard the host club is keeping a little kitten without a pedigree.” 

“I don’t know if I’d call him that.” Tamaki gave a weak chuckle.

Haruhi walked in to the bustling club room, holding the paper grocer bag in one arm, he looked around the room unsure on where to put it.

“Oh! Here I’ll take it out of your hands.” Y/n grabbed the bag, immediately digging through it. His eyes widened as he finally found what he was looking for. He pulls out a tall can out of the group and popped it open, taking a swig.

“Y’know I didn’t think anyone at this type of school would drink that.”

“I hate the taste of regular coffee and tea, I have to soothe my caffeine addiction somehow.” Y/n puts the can at an adjacent table near him.

“Ever tried Soda? It’s healthier for your heart.” 

“Speak of the devil! Haruhi why don’t you come over here” Tamaki calls out, loudly.

“Good luck-“

“You too Y/n!” 

“Goddamnit.”

Haruhi walks over to Tamaki and the red head, as Y/n trails after with the paper bag. Tamaki grabbed the bag right from Y/n’s hands.

“Let’s see, what did our little piglet buy?”

“Hey- wait a minute what’s that?” Tamaki holds up a sliver can.

“Just what it looks like. It’s coffee.” 

“I’ve never seen this brand before… is this the kind that’s already grounded?”

“What do you mean? It’s instant coffee.”

More and more guests begin to surround Tamaki, and for once it wasn’t just because of his looks. Y/n sneak past the now crowd, sitting at the table his drink is. 

  An applause erupted from the crowd, as Tamaki announced; “I will drink the commoners coffee!”

“You’re a hero, Tamaki.” Y/n yelled over the crowd, teasing him.

“It’s just the job as the host clubs king Y/n!” He sparkled.

“He can never tell when I’m sarcastic..” he mumbled to himself with an amused expression.

As Haruhi poured the group the instant coffee, by Tamaki’s request. The girls stood, staring anxiously at the coffee.

A wave of unease filled the once vibrant crowd, but Tamaki nobly took the first sip.

…

The twins coo and purr at each other as the girls squeal over their brotherly love, Tamaki pumps out cheesy lines, Honey-senpai plays into the cutesy charm.

“Are they always like this?” Haruhi sits down next to Y/n.

“Yes. Every. Single. Day.” 

“How do you deal with them? It’s been what? Half a day, and I already have a headache.” He rubs his nose bridge, his glasses rising with it.

“You gotta try harder than that if you want my backstory,” He grins. “It’s too dark, too grim for the average fool.” 

“And besides, the other hosts stories are far more interesting characters than little ol’ me.” 

“They are definitely… something..” Haruhi looked off to the side.

Before Haruhi could continue Honey strolls up to the two. 

“Haru-chan! Y/n-chan! we grabbed you two some cake, here!” He goes on his tippy toes to place the cake slices on the table. He holds up Usa-chan as he spoke,

“Usa-chan thought you two might be hungry!”

“Well thank you Usa-chan.” Y/n pats the pink rabbits head.

 Then Honey walks over to Haruhi,

“Usa-chan wants you to say thank you too, Haru-chan!”

“Oh- thank you. Usa-chan?”

“Cute rabbit right?” Y/n grinned.

“Uh- yeah he is kinda cute..”

Honey looks up at Haruhi, as his eyes widen slightly before walking away with a smile.

“So- how exactly is he a third year?” 

“Well it happens when you graduate the second year.” 

“Im just kidding, he may be small but he is a terrifying prodigy.”

“You’ll notice that our club utilizes each man’s characteristics to cater to the desire of our guests.” Kyoya appears behind Y/n.

“And just so you know, Tamaki is number one around here, he’s the king. His request rate is 70%.” 

Kyoya spoke looking in his slick black notebook.

“What has the world come to.” 

“And in order for you to pay off your ¥8,000,000 debt with us, you will act as the Ouran Host Club's dog until you graduate.”

 “I'm sorry, I meant our errand boy. You can try to run away if you want to Haruhi, but just so you know, my family employs a priavte police force of 100 officers” kyoya snaps close his book, tilting his head.

“By the way, do you have a passport?”

“Huh?”

Then Tamaki leans over Y/n looking at Haruhi. 

“You’re gonna have to work hard to pay off that debt,” he moves closer to Haruhi,

“My little puppy.” 

 Haruhi jumps nearly falling off his seat,

“Never do that again.”

Like it was that easy to get him to stop. Y/n thought looking absentmindedly at the two.

“You’re gonna need a makeover, or no girl is gonna look twice at you.” He eyes Haruhi.

“I’m not trying to get girls to look at me.” Haruhi grumbled.

“The gay allegations are getting harder to deny Haruhi.” Y/n grinned.

"Are you kidding me? That's the most important thing. You have to learn to be a gentleman and please the ladies, like me."

Tamaki flips his hair.

“I just don’t think it’s all that important.” Haruhi plainly spoke, moving farther from the blonde.

"Why should I care about appearances and labels anyway? I mean, all that really matters is what's on the inside right? I don't understand why you even have a host club like this." 

“Don’t make him start-“ Y/n begs.

"I understand how you feel since not everyone is blessed as I am, but you must console yourself. Otherwise how would you go on living? And think about this Haruhi. Why do you think they put works of art in museums?” Tamaki yaps begins to monologue, again.

As his speaks Haruhi seems deep in thought before cutting him short.

 “Obnoxious!” 

Y/n began to snicker, covering his mouth with his hand as he laughed.

 “Oh you’re a hero alright.” The twins join in the commotion.

“Sorry senpai, but your lesson did strike a small chord with me.”

“Really, it did?” He sways.

“Boss?” Kaoru started.

“Call me king.”

“You can teach him the basics, but he's not going to get very far with the ladies if he doesn't look the part you know. He's not exactly host club material but...” Hikaru reaches for Haruhis face,

“Maybe If we took off his glasses it’ll help..”

"Hey! I need those. I used to have contacts but I lost them on the first day of school." However Haruhi’s word fell upon deaf ears, the hosts stared, he was gorgeous.

“Hikaru, Karou.” 

“Got it!”

Haruhi gets dragged off.

"Kyoya, my hairstylist. Mori-senpai, go to the eye doctor and get him some contact lenses."

“What about us?” Y/n gestures towards himself and Honey.

“Honey-senpai.”

“Yes sir!”

“Go have some cake.” And just like that Tamaki dashed off, Honey mopping off in the corner.

Okay then…

…

Y/n walks over to the smaller part of the room, flipping open his phone and his screen was covered in notifications, “Mom”.

He slides down the wall, holding his phone to his ear.

“Look mom I can’t-“

“No, I’m sorry. Just-… what do you need?”

…

“Y/N!”

He immediately jumped to his feet, wiping his face with the back of his sleeve, he made his way to the changing rooms. As he did, he was immediately greeted by the host club fawning over Hauruhi.

“You sure it’s really okay for me to keep this uniform?” He asked, adjusting the cuffs on the uniform.

“You sure clean up nice.” 

“Cute! You’re as pretty as a girl! Adorable!”

“Haru-chan, you look so cute!”

“If we had known thats how you really look…” Hikaru began,

“We would’ve helped you out sooner.”

“Who knows? Maybe he’ll draw in some customers.”

“You know, that's just what I was thinking. Our errand boy is moving up the ranks.”Tamaki posed, for whom? Couldn’t say.

“Starting today, you are an official member of the Host Club. I will personally train you to be a first-rate host. If you can get 100 customers to request your service, we will completely forget about your ¥8,000,000 debt."

“A host…?”

…

And now here Haruhi sits, being the centre of attention of a group of girls. How’d he get in this mess.

But as Lady Luck would have it, he’s a natural, using the right story he had the girls infatuated with him.

Much to the king’s surprise,

“Why is he so popular?”

“He’s a natural.” Kyoya retorted.

“No training needed… unlike someone else we know.” The twins tilted their heads to y/n. 

To which y/n just stared daggers at the two’s uncalled for drive-by.

…

“Looks like the ‘Princess’ has her sights set on Haruhi.” Y/n mumbled, shuffling the deck in his hands.

“What makes you think that?” Hikaru and karou picked up the freshly dealt hands.

“Because, for once, there aren’t the stray razor blades in my books, shoes or even my cards..” he grabbed the now empty box and flipped it upside down. Nothing falling from it.

“And secondly, look behind you.”

As they looked they saw Haruhi’s bag emptied out in the schools fountain. Haruhi trying to recover what’s left of his bag, the King right there with him.

“If you knew that, why didn’t you tell Tamaki? Or even Kyoya.” Hikaru gave a look, discarded a card and picked up another.

“You of all people should know they’d listen to you.” Karou picked up Hikaru’s card, removing one of his own.

“Don’t tell me you’re jealous of the newbie.” Hikaru deadpanned, picking up and card and discarding it just as quickly.

“Not at all, I think Haruhis’ great. I just have no real proof that it’s… her behind this. Could be anyone doing this. And besides, if I do say something, the princess has way more sway than I do, I’m not messing with someone like that.” Y/n shivered.

 Karou picked up a card, and with a smile lay down his hand. “That’s gin-rummy.”

“Oh come on!” Hikaru tossed his hand.

“Better luck next time.” Y/n scooped up all the cards, putting them in a neat stack before shuffling them.

…

Y/n walked into the host club, the twins trailing behind.

Walking over to his table, he placed his bag on his chair, preparing for the next game with his costumers. 

“Will you join my game, like last time?” He placed a handful of card decks.

“Well how can we say no, especially since our lovely guests had such a blast.” Hikaru smiled.

“Speaking of which… what game did you have in mind, dealer.” Karou joined in, taking a deck.

“Nothing special, just poker.” 

“Boo, not strip poker..” Hikaru whined.

“It’ll take a lot more than you two crying, before you see me naked.” He leaned over and took the box of cards from Karou—

 A wave of cheers and swooning over took the room as a group of girls watched the three bicker.

“Sorry were we intruding are you guys?” One of the girls spoke timidly, her mind making up unthinkable scenarios of what was gonna happen.

Y/n cleared his throat before speaking,

“Not at all ladies, you came just at the right time~”

The group sat in the chairs, as they began to idly chat.

“Today we’ll be playing poker! I’ll be your dealer for this game, I hope you enjoy.” Y/n began dealing the cards out. 

More people began to fill in the host club room, till a certain someone sauntered in.

“Hikaru, Karou, come here will you?” Y/n places the last set of cards.

As the two walk over, the group stares, not daring to make a peep.

“She’s here, and I believe she requested Haruhi. I want you two to keep an eye on her in case she tries something.” He whispered. The twins nodding.

“Now pretend I say something flirty.”

“Oh~ mister. Dealer, saying something so naughty… when we have guests?” Karou gasped, covering his face.

The group burst out in cheers.

“This is just like in a boy love book I was reading!”

“What did he say?!”

“A true gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell ladies~ besides… I wouldn’t want to make any of you jealous.” Hikaru leaned on y/n, a devilish smirk painted on his face.

The girls lost their minds, some of them even redder, if that was even possible.

“It’s such a shame all of these people are here—“

“No Haruhi! Leave me alone! Somebody help, he just attacked me!” 

Everyone stares at the scene, the table was flipped over, glass shattered, and Haruhi was on top of the princess.

“Somebody do something! Teach this commoner a lesson!” She squealed.

Y/n discreetly passed a pitcher to the twins, an evil grin was all he saw before they dragged him with em’. As they get to the two, they dump water, drenching them both.

“Why did you do that? Do something, Tamaki. Haruhi just assaulted me.” She gave him the fakest puppy eyes.

“I’m disappointed in you. You through his bag in the pound, didn’t you?” Tamaki looked at her, almost apathetically.

“You don’t know that. Do you have any proof that I did?”

"You know, you're a beautiful girl, but you aren't classy enough to be our guest dear. If there's one thing I know, Haruhi is not that kind of a man."

“But, why Tamaki? You idiot!” She begins to cry.

“Hmm… Now how am I going to punish you? Because it is your fault after all. Your quota is now 1000!”

“Huh? 1000?”

"Come on. I got high expectations for you, my little rookie."

…

“Going to change-“ Haruhi stopped, and nervously looked at the hosts.

“Do you guys have another spare uniform?”

Kyoya looked towards Y/n.

“Oh! Right, I do. It’s my… old uniform, I think it might fit you.” Y/n, handed over a bag to the wet dog 

Haruhi.

“It’s better than nothing right?” Y/n gave an uneasy smile.

“Thanks a lot you guys. I’m gonna go change.”

…

“Tamaki, can you bring Haruhi these towels.” Kyoya handed a fresh towel.

Tamaki nodded before running off like a man on a mission.

“Y’know I could’ve done it?” Y/n looked at the man.

“If he doesn’t figured it out now, he’ll never learn.”

…

A high pitched scream echoed throughout the room. 

Took him long enough.

The hosts go up to the changing rooms, Tamaki was beet red, while Haruhi brushed off some debris off the dress.

“Listen Senpai, I don't really care whether you guys recognize me as a boy or a girl. In my opinion, it's more important for a person to be recognized for who they are rather than for what sex they are."

“Well isn’t this an interesting development.”

“I think we’ve had plenty of those-“

The twins crowded y/n, each one leaning against him,

“Oh yeah.” Hikaru gave a taunting look towards Kyoya.

"Now, I could be wrong but I think we may be witnessing the beginnings of love here." Kyoya spoke.

"Being a host and getting fussed over by a bunch of girls might not be that bad." Haruhi gave a soft smile.

 "I wonder how I can pull it off. I've got it. I'll just call everyone "dude" and "bro" now." They chuckled at their own joke.

…

And just like that, Haruhi became just a little more comfortable in their place in the just club.

[effloradox]

Hikaru doesn’t like having his sleep disturbed. He’s a heavy sleeper so it takes a lot to wake him, and there better be a good reason for someone to disturb him. Even his twin is on thin ice if he wakes him up in the night, god have mercy on anyone else who dares to disturb him.

So, when his ringtone wakes him up at almost 3 in the morning, he’s furious in a sleep-deprived way. In hindsight, it’s his own fault for leaving the damn thing on volume, but that doesn’t matter at the moment. What matters is that someone has made the very bad decision to wake him up and there will be consequences. The caller ID comes up with your name, and it’s with a frustrated sigh that Hikaru picks up the call.

“This better be important.”

“H-Hikaru?” His heart stops at your tone. You’re crying, he can hear it in your voice, and he immediately feels awful for the way he answered the phone.

“(Y/N)?” He’s fully awake now, mobile phone pressed close to his ear so he can hear you. “Are you okay?” He can vaguely make out the shifting form of Kaoru next to him, who he’s definitely woken up, but right now most of his focus is on you. He hears you take a few shaky breaths down the phone, like you’re trying to steady yourself.

“I-I’m sorry I woke you. I had a nightmare and I didn’t know who else to call.” Hikaru feels Kaoru place his head on his left shoulder and he shifts the mobile phone so his twin can hear you as well. He knows you won’t mind, you would’ve known they were together when you called. He doesn’t even have to look at his twin to voice the question he knows they’re both thinking.

“Do you want us to come over?” Your home isn’t close per se, but they could get someone to drive them there relatively quickly if you wanted them with you.

“No, no, I’ll be fine, I just-�� You take another shaky breath before continuing, “Will you stay on the phone? Just until I fall asleep again?”

“Of course.” The two of them settle back down, this time with the phone placed on the pillow between their heads. You’re on speaker now, but they’re not worried about waking anyone up. One of the many perks about living in a mansion is that most of the bedrooms are far away from each other. Kaoru’s eyes are full of concern for you, and Hikaru doesn’t doubt that his eyes are the same. They exchange a look before Kaoru breaks the silence.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Kaoru speaks softly, like he’s scared to startle you. You’re quiet as you think about the question, the only sound is your still uneasy breaths.

“Not really. Maybe when it’s not as raw.”

“That’s okay.”

“We’ll be here for as long as you need.”

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[houkagokappa]

Bless Mokumokuren for outright stating that the genre tags for Hikaru ga Shinda Natsu have never changed, i.e. the official site never dropped the "BL" tag from the series as it got more popular to reach a wider audience. It's been a persistent rumor in the fandom, and one I'm afraid will start circulating again once the anime starts airing.

If you mainly follow English language sources, please remember that whatever tags different anime and manga sites, databases, aggregators etc., either add or leave out don't always reflect the author's intent and the official sources, and should NOT be used to argue for what genre or demographic a certain work belongs to. It can just be random people claiming whatever they want based on their own interpretations and I've seen plenty of errors and real time changes to them based on new chapter developments, that might help catch the attention of some people, but don't suddenly change the genre of the work itself.

Not having BL as a genre tag also doesn't mean that a work can't include any boys loving. The queer themes have always been present in HGSN, and if you're up to date with the manga, they've been outright stated. Having queer characters or a queer story line doesn't automatically mean that a work is BL or yuri, and not including those tags doesn't mean that it's just "baiting". This gets brought up so much I think Mokumokuren's gotten tired of it, because the other day they clearly spelled it out for everyone, assuring that the story is queer, although it's not tagged as BL or focused on romance.

Here's what they shared on their Bluesky account:

The genre tag and advertising direction on the official website have never changed since the beginning of serialization. From the beginning, it has been consistently promoted as a "coming-of-age horror" within the official reach. (It's also true that the official reach is very limited…) Whatever the genre tag is, and even if this story isn't a romance, as the author, I guarantee that it is a queer story. There seems to be a persistent false rumor going around that "the author suddenly removed the BL tag from the official website by the 3rd volume," but the truth is that there was never an official BL tag from the beginning. (This is not to deny any queerness.)

And further back:

My opinion that the genre of The Summer Hikaru Died is something that the readers are free to think about on their own remains unchanged, but I view it as a story that sympathizes with those who have been left out of stories about love and sex, so I describe it as "coming-of-age horror." I think the key is the fear of not being “normal” and not having a place to belong, which is common for all kinds of people regardless of their attributes. I think it's fine for queer stories that aren't romances to exist. That's why I've been careful not to position it as a love story from the start.

Let's stop obsessing over tags and allow queer stories to exist and thrive, even when they lack a clear romantic plot or subplot and are more subdued.

[crowley-n-his-bentley]

They were both made from another person, expected to be that same person, held loyalty to them and their image, before finally choosing their own lives/happiness.