#I just wish the circumstances were different

[wewillbeseen-butnotbeheard]

Have you considered the term transspecies? What you're describing sounds really similar to a transgender person who hates their birth gender and would die if it meant being reborn "correctly", but won't accept being transgender because that means they'll never be cis. There are people who can't transition genders due to circumstance, but they're still trans. Most people don't feel so strongly negative about their gender or species. Acknowledging that you're human but you'd do anything not to be feels very trans-coded, just in a species way

actually; yes. but i think it opens up an interesting discussion over the politics of it and it’s also kind of complicated

the label “trans-species” has probably called to me for a while. i felt something like that could be right. even in the past, the thought has definitely crossed my mind, and the only reason i’m not “transspecies” is because it’s not exactly “something you can do” PHYSICALLY in real life.

on the other hand, i don’t know if it’s exactly “okay” to use terms like that. i don’t want to belittle or diminish the experiences/struggles that actual trans people have and i don’t want to come off as being ignorant or offensive

on a slightly similar note, i would assume the bar for “being” that sort of thing is a little more than just suffering with species dysphoria and wishing your body was something else. of course, if we instead were talking about being transgender, then it would probably be very much “enough”. i suppose that the two things are similar to each other, but as far as i can tell, they’re still vastly different facets of one’s identity that aren’t entirely identical; especially regarding what i just said. is that right? or am i missing something. yeah

[helreginn]

Hel let her hand be taken and kissed and held. She sat quiet and listened to him pick up burdens like a child might pluck petals. Entirely unaware they'd be in the grass and far away by the time the porch light comes on.

Entirely unaware Hel had no such notions herself.

She gently touched his lips with the fingers he didn't hold. Truthfully, that.. hadn't occured to her until he gave it voice. It was true the circumstances were not much different the first time Odin had forced her hand; A grab at power he feared both losing and facing. A choice untimely revoked.

But it was a choice she had already started making.

Had she once given marriage a thought? No. Did even one of her future plans dis-involve Lucifer? Most ardently, no.

"Hey," She breathed shakily, "Don't.. This.." Settling her weight on her shins, Hel leaned up and captured his face in her hands, making sure he could only focus on her, "It would only be you." Her brows wrinkled slightly, unsure she should speak the rest but maybe it was important. And given she'd already said the hard part the goddess was finding that words weren't so tricky. Like a glass jug uncorked, the began to flow quite easy.

"If he tried it with anyone else, I would have just.. perished." She knew he would feel some type of way about that. Slid her hand over so he couldn't respond until she'd finished, "That is the mercy of being incarnate. I can die, if I wish. There is power in that. For me. But this? You and our misappropriated hearts? It's not like the first time. And it's not the same if it were someone else."

She replaced her hand with her mouth and kissed him tenderly, eyes falling shut. And then she pulled back just enough to press her nose into his cheek, "It's not fair that you're going mad feeling guilt over me when my every thought is sorrow for you."

Hel rested her cheek on his shoulder and let her left hand fall to his neck as the other came around his back. "I'd suggest divorce and re-marriage down the line," She offered playfully, "But I think it's safe to assume that particular legality will be nullified in whatever contract he and his pet concoct."

Luci took her hand and brought it to his lips, his touch gentle but deliberate. “Okay, cor meum,” he murmured. “I loathe the circumstances. I loathe that you’re in this position again, married off as if it’s not your choice to make. But I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I think the joining of our peoples might be a good thing—and that I’m glad we’re finally free to court openly.”

His gaze dropped, and the weight of his emotions was palpable. “It’s like a massive weight was lifted off of you, only for them to release it and let it come barreling down on you again. I’m sorry.” He paused, his grip on her hand tightening slightly as if grounding himself. “I wanted us to be free—to be happy—and instead, I’ve made things worse. I didn’t think through the cost of what I wanted... and now it’s fallen on you.”

He looked back at her, his eyes searching hers for any sign of reassurance. “This is my fault, and if I could take that weight off your shoulders, I would. You deserve more than this, more than what they’ve given you.”

It wasn’t a goodbye, but pure remorse etched across his features—for once again, he’d ignored her warnings, and it had cost her.

Sure, she had been courting him too, but now, with the privilege of hindsight, he couldn’t help but wonder: if he’d seen the bigger picture sooner, could he have approached things differently? Could he have protected her from this?

“I do not regret loving you,” he said firmly, his voice steady as he sought to reassure her. “I just wish there was a way we could sneak a win past those two—marry because we wanted to, on our own terms, in our own time, when we were ready.”

[highabovethecloudssomewhere]

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[skunkes]

[frogs-in3-hills]

anyways it’s funny that i say i prefer stories that work with themes on a bigger scale meanwhile my favorite piece of fiction in the entire world is nana by ai yazawa, which is so deeply embedded in its characters perspectives that it almost becomes apolitical. like i don’t know if ai yazawa fully realizes that nana k is a csa victim or that ren manipulates nana o with sex or that shin & reira’s relationship is unhealthy. she might or she might not.. it doesn’t matter what she thinks because she’s just fully uninterested in passing judgement on these things, instead focusing on portraying them and the characters’ experiences extremely authentically & leaving the viewer to interpret what it is and what it means. which counterintuitively makes them more compelling to me (the themes enjoyer…) only because she’s so fucking good at doing that. truly i have seen some very well-written characters but i have never seen anything like the characters in nana……..

[flythesail]

Over a month after Nancy Drew s4 I'd say my opinion is still largely the same. Not my favorite season, but I enjoyed most of it. Like I wish they did something different with the black door and the sin Nancy erased, but I can also see why they wanted to go that route and how it lines up with the show's themes. Is it effective? Eh, I think the payoff could have been better. The unfortunate thing is that regardless of whether or not it was the final season, trying to fit that into a handful of episodes would always be hard. But at least if it wasn't the final season, they could have addressed it more going forward rather than wrap it up all at once. Plus, it's just never going to sit well with me introducing Alice to kill her. There's just better ways they could have gone about that mystery. All this is going on as Bess is committed to proving the good and necessity of the supernatural too. I can do my own analysis there. Yet if they had more episodes, maybe these two storylines could have intersected on screen.

Overall though, what I have to keep coming back to is how different it would feel if this was just another chapter in the story rather than the ending. I wanted more nace and I wanted more scenes with the drew crew this season. Ace missing out on the cake fight is ESPECIALLY disappointing because I'm always going to want the characters over plot. That's not what happened. Yet if there were two or three or even one more season to come, there would still be time to fill in the gaps that s4 left.

[memorys-skyscraper]

i wish that when people bring up the fact that eating well and exercising and meditating and all that are good for your mental health/overall wellbeing, they would also mention the fact that doing all that shit fucking sucks

[datastate]

to clarify: rio is not a weak character, necessarily. unless he is considered on his own. typically he exists in contrast to other characters: gashu, michiru, or kai (with honorable mention of maple/obstructors). he is much more of a plot device than he is a character, which is why he fits within the main yttd plot quite well. we see him balance out the antagonism expected of asunaro and makes michiru seem more sympathetic in turn. his death displays how cold and meticulous asunaro's researchers are when it comes to experiments such as these. his very existence in the wake of kai's death/banishment from the organization is meant to uphold this shadow of kai alone.

however, with the addition of sei... rio is easily overshadowed by the two of them. sei's existence does add a bit more meaning to the experiment mentioned with rio, as ranger is directly based upon him, but ultimately not enough that couldn't previously have been extrapolated with the implication rio was meant to be a successor/a son. if gashu did not already have kai, then sei's addition would be perfect because it allows us confirmation to fully realize where gashu felt he went wrong in training sei up.

but... kai does exist. and he was the only one that we really needed to get across gashu's sentimentality & connection to his family / desire to have a child who would not fail asunaro - as the punishment for failure is execution, which he himself carries out.

additionally, although we are given proof that kai abhors the idea of killing others (unable to deal the killing blow on sei despite it being second nature drilled into him, disbelief toward the other children killing one another with the hope that this couldn't truly be them, etc.), i do worry if it comes across to others as if the only thing withholding kai was sei's death and the admission of how terrifying death feels when you finally experience it. there is much more resolve kai has before this to not kill, but simply incapacitate, which i wish we could've seen explored how his mindset works here despite being told he is meant to be a tool for killing while being raised in asunaro. was it gashu who unintentionally influenced him? was it a trainer? sei hasn't been here long enough to truly affect kai, so why did he stop himself from killing sei then when given full opportunity to uphold the role he's been born for? it has to have been something beforehand, as strict as gashu tries to be.

inevitably, gashu identifies compassion as the problem and proceeds from there to see if in any scenario his apprentice/s would've succeeded. both the compassion found in himself, though he evidently struggled to refrain from offering brief moments of affection, and in his child - whether they reflected it from his moments of weakness and desire for normalcy or learned from another.

sei's existence in this regard feels redundant. which really hurts me to say, because i do know exactly what nankidai was going for. but rio exists in relation to other characters by virtue of being incomplete, and is now split between kai and sei in this shared relation to gashu. i feel similarly about rio now as i do with mishima being brought back three more times simply to die, if you understand... it's a little overdone than what it had to be with the story already given.

[gierosajie]

I like to imagine that Venti was the youngest of the original Seven, and the others where shocked when they saw, during their first reunion after the war, that a freaking newborn god was the new Anemo Archon.

They where also kinda sad because he was a kid, and he never had a choice in the matter, the title was practically forced to him

I personally think he's somewhere in the middle in terms of age in the OG 7 since Zhongli did say Venti's the second eldest so he's probably at least a bit older than Makoto

BUT- yeah I do agree that they'd probably be quite shocked since Venti became an archon as a newborn god. Everyone else was already an established god for possibly a good while before getting the seat of an archon, meanwhile Venti was over there sprouting in the lowest rung of the divine hierarchy barely above a slime and basically got slingshot up to the second highest position just under Celestia in one fell swoop

There was barely any breathing room and dude just went on an archon speedrun from tiny spirit to major god with nothing in between and losing at least 3 people among his little friend group in the process

[perenlop]

i love kirby super star fanfic or comic adaptations where marx and kirby are actually best friends during the course of the entire game and marx blindsides kirby, to the point where i want to do something soooort of similar with my kirbyverse, but i also just kinda love how in canon marx was just like “im gonna very specifically ruin this guys week”

[lilith-clawthorne-appreciation]

When i first started this blog i was like "i'm gonna tag everyone consistently so i don't lost any posts unlike my main" and now my tagging is more messy than my main.

[heteromenckenist]

where do people get their serious wants lmao. my wants possible or otherwise will not happen so i just stopped thinking about them, how do you want actual stuff and why.

[soup-mother]

do wish there was more trans media acknowledging that like.... when you probably didn't even grow up as a feminine boy (although in my case compared to a lot of guys I was cus i like....cook and clean and tidy up and stuff) and so the trans feelings kinda just come out of nowhere and overwhelm you and all the realising stuff is in hindsight. like in hindsight i always wanted to dress a certain way or be called a girl but i absolutely didn't know it at the time. like not everyone is that stereotype and a lot of the time you were basically a bit of a lifeless husk before realising you're trans and that makes it so difficult to navigate. like you have no aspirations, maybe 3 friends all of who suck and suddenly you're realising you wish you were a girl. semi related to how vitriolic people are about the very concept of trans girls who used 4chan and stuff. it's like... I guess a lot of people's ideas of what trans women are and were like is very different to a lot of our lived experience.

like a lot of the time, pre transition gender and personality looks like a mattress on the floor, instead of cute feminine always wanted to be a girl always played with the girls sorta thing (again, complicated in my circumstances and a lot of it was essentially not being raised as a Patriarchal asshole)

[bonafidehero]

mostly I'm just jealous of when people have fam—*immediately starts crying*

[improvapocalyps]

You have 90 minutes to complete. (original poem: r.a.)

In participation of the MCYT Recursive Exchange 2024 hosted by @mcytrecursive!

Inspired by know that all my love will be your breath (i will save you when your lights go out)

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1. Have you ever been in love? (Please circle your answer.) a. It's me and him b. Our hearts beat in sync c. Our lives intertwined

2. Do you understand what you’ve done? (Please circle your answer.) a. I couldn't do anything b. I lost my balance c. I doomed us both

3. It's been god knows how long since you felt phantom hands on your neck and there is no one in sight. If you were soul-bound to him and both of you died at the same time then why are you still waiting in the void? Please answer clearly, in full sentences. (Not a correct answer：I just wanted to see him one more time).

4. Define two (2)： Fate | The feeling of his forehead against yours Curse | The moment you realise he isn't linked to you anymore

5. True or False： i. It was your fault. ii. You wish you had met him under different circumstances. iii. You can’t regret a single moment that you had him. iv. You would do it all over again if you could. v. It ended long before either of you said anything.

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[yandere-sins]

Imagine getting isekai’ed into otome game as a background character, watching the main character going down routes as you live your peaceful, mundane life, but you’ve unknowingly been going down a route as well, a route for a hidden character that you didn’t discover during your time playing the game.

That character being the reason the game has a dark content warning.

Gosh anon, that idea is so good!!!! I didn't know it would tickle all the right places in my brain, but when I started I couldn't stop lol. Love it, thank you for sending it in ♥

If this had one of these super long titles that are tmi it would be:

I got Isekai'ed into an Otome Game as a Background Character and now I Have to Finish It with the Secret Yandere Love Interest!!

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A serene smile spread over your lips as you watched the two lovebirds in the corner of your coffee shop.

Swirling the milk into a cup, it created a little white heart surrounded by foamy coffee, its aroma drifting into your nose. Had someone told you that the little things like a cup of coffee made with love and care were enough to give you the peace of mind you always wanted in your previous life, you would have laughed at them. For you, it had always been the hustle, the making money, finding a partner, and creating a family. Make everyone proud while being successful, whether it costs you nights of sleep or days without proper meals. But looking at yourself now, it all seemed so far away now, and you let out a content sigh before setting down the cup in front of the customer at the bar. 

"You seem happy today," your regular at the counter noted, picking up the cup and taking a moment to appreciate the aroma just like you had. A smile sneaked onto their lips, too, after they took a sip, and you couldn't help but feel your heart swell with pride and happiness when they gave you a satisfied nod. 

"I am! I'm really getting accustomed to my new life here, it's... been a while since I've been so content."

The truth behind everything that happened to you was something you couldn't speak about lightly. Not when it turned the life you knew upside down, leaving you to start over completely. One day you were an employee of a well-known company, responsible for sales and reports and everything stressful. And the next, you were in your favorite, cozy video game, running the coffee shop the main character liked to visit with all the romance options in the game.

Isekai was the genre that came to mind when you thought about your situation. Luckily you were spared the memories of your death in the real world, the circumstances blurry as you barely remembered going home late from work, only to wake up in this very different universe. Perhaps you were just comatose, and this was a dream. Still, by now, you had managed to slip into your role as the barista of the small coffee shop, a barely mentioned background character, just fine.

Your eyes jumped back to the couple in the corner, giggling and teasing each other over a group project, and you felt an immense relief you weren't reincarnated as the main protagonist and had to go through the years of studying and trying to establish connections with the love interests again. You already did that in your old life, and it wasn't as romantic and fun as the game made it out to be. You only played it because it got your mind off things, the art was pretty, and it had the exact amount of cozy time management you needed to relax. But living as the main character in it? No, thank you!

"Jealous?" your regular teased, and you chuckled, shaking your head. They tapped their—now empty—cup, and you took it from them, replacing it with some water until you had the next cup of coffee ready for them.

"I just think it's cute. I never had someone so interested in me they'd take me out for coffee and share their cake with me when I was younger."

Your words tasted a little bitter on your tongue. Still, you genuinely couldn't wish for anything but the main character's happiness. It was just the feeling of being loved, desired, and wanted that you missed, even though your new life was more than satisfactory despite you feeling a little lonely sometimes.

"Well, it's never too late to start," they chuckled, taking up their fork and cutting off the tip of their strawberry shortcake, including the big chunk of strawberry on top, picking it up and holding it out towards you. 

"Oh, I wouldn't dare--"

"I insist! As thanks for the amazing coffee every time I come here."

Nudging your lips with their fork, you let out an awkward chuckle. It was okay, right? They wouldn't sue you for eating the cake they paid for, would they? This was just a silly little game. What could go wrong with you accepting their kindness?

Opening your lips, you let them feed you the cake, taking a moment to let the sweet and fruity notes mix with the fluffy whip cream before you were sent straight to heaven. Not to toot your own horn, but your baking skills had improved so much since you started working at the shop. Who knew you had that in you?

Occupied with the moment of bliss as you let the cake flavor mix in your mouth, you hummed happily before devoting yourself back to making the coffee with a smile on your face. Unaware of your regular fixating on the fork you had just eaten from, staring at it like it was some strange artifact. Your phone dinged softly in its drawer, and you checked it briefly to see the notification pinging up, saying, "Achievement unlocked: Cake-Master - Provide the most delicious cake to your customers."

"Excuse me!" the main character called out to you, stepping up to the counter, and you directed your attention to her, ignoring the little game notification you've been receiving since starting your new life here, the love interest not far away before the two began fighting over who was going to pay the bill this time lovingly. Of course, the love interest won, but you wouldn't have expected it any other way. Seeing the blush on the main character's face after her romance option told her he'd "always take care" of her made you grin like a little fan, and you cheered them on in your head. 

By the time you returned to your regular, their knuckles had gone white with how hard they were gripping the fork in their hand, their eyes following the couple who was about to leave. For a moment, it made you wonder if they had a crush on either of them, their sweet interaction surely uncomfortable if that was the case. But you didn't remember there being a jealousy scene in the game. You'd know, almost playing it 100% before your death. There apparently was a secret route you never got but were trying your hardest to achieve. Now you were left to wonder what it entailed.

But the second you returned, they looked up at you, expression softening and the tension disappearing, and you chalked it up to having witnessed a cringe moment that they had gotten so awkward. "Thank you for the cake, that was really nice of you! Do you want another fork?" you asked and were met with a headshake and a smile. 

They quickly began eating their cake and complimenting your baking skills, stroking your growing ego when they rubbed their belly. 

"I never had a cake that good!" they proclaimed, and you laughed out loud, overjoyed that you had made them so happy. 

"Say..." they suddenly spoke up again, leaning on the counter and watching you with gentle eyes. Your heart set out for a second, tension rising as you didn't know what they were going to ask. Ever since you opened the coffee shop, the main character, love interests, and this regular had come by constantly. If you were honest, you enjoyed their visits more and more. Their presence felt like it belonged here with you, and you were a part of something bigger after all, washing away the small, lonely part of you. 

And maybe... just maybe... this was how your happy end would play out.

"Are you this nice to every customer?"

Halting your movements, you set aside the brew head that you used on the espresso machine, despite having to clean it, thinking about your answer for a moment. It was a strange question to ask someone who worked in customer service. Still, you appreciated your regular, so you didn't want to give them a snarky answer.

"Uhm, well, I am just trying to make everyone feel welcome! But of course, it's a bit different with my regulars! After all, they come here often, like a second family. So I guess I'm a bit nicer because you really get to know and appreciate these people that stay to chat and tell stories."

"I see," they muttered. "Family, huh..."

After that, you suddenly were swamped with sudden orders, excusing yourself to fulfill them, chatting and laughing with even the people that were just passing by. Maybe you really were just nice? Perhaps this new environment had made you more relaxed and gentle than the harsh world you lived in, and it was showing? But their question was shoved into the back of your mind as you kept fulfilling orders and earning your keep.

Once the rush was over, you returned to your regular, only to find their seat empty. Strange, you thought. You could have sworn that you felt their eyes on you the whole time you were away, but luckily, they didn't walk out on their tab, leaving the money and a folded-up napkin beneath their empty cup for you to find. You quickly stored away the bills, trusting your regular with knowing what they had to pay after so many weeks of the same order.

You were about to throw away their napkin when you noticed some red marks on them, unwrapping the paper to find a note scribbled in what you had to assume was ink. 

"You're so beautiful when you laugh."

The surprise wore off quite fast, and you smiled, thinking nothing of it but that it was a nice compliment from your regular. Still, you ended up throwing the napkin away—not knowing if it was dirty, after all—taking the coffee cup and plate to the sink to clean them, overseeing the red tip on the fork that was too dark to be from the strawberry.

The rest of your day was uneventful, and by the time you were closing, you were tired and ready to tug in for the night, wrapping up your business at the shop quickly before walking home. You didn't have a chance to look at your phone since you glanced at the achievement notification, so you took it out, startled when you saw a dozen new messages. 

Achievement unlocked: Happy new life - Be content with your new life

Achievement unlocked: A fork for two! - Share a fork with someone special

Achievement unlocked: Jealousy - Make someone special jealous

Achievement unlocked: Soothing - Calm someone special down with your presence

Achievement unlocked: Family - Have someone be moved by your words

Achievement unlocked: The nicest person in town - Be beloved by all, but especially by someone special

Achievement unlocked: Blood in the cup - Have someone hurt themselves at your coffee shop

Achievement unlocked: Wonder-Barista - Complete twenty orders in less than thirty minutes

Achievement unlocked: Strange compliment - Receive a compliment through unusual means

Achievement unlocked: Blooming infatuation - Have someone special fall in love with you

Achievement unlocked: Shop-Pro! - Close the shop twenty times after making a profit from your work

Achievement unlocked: Tired - Hard workers deserve to relax

You blinked a few times, surprised by what you were reading and a little weirded out by some of these achievements. They gave you some extra coins in your shop till and reputation with the townspeople, so you usually didn't mind them. But to say some of their descriptions were weird was an understatement. You couldn't even remember someone getting hurt at your workplace that day.

By the time you reached your apartment, you decided to ignore the strange notifications and just let the day come to an end with a hot bath and your favorite show. But you were startled when your phone suddenly began ringing loudly, even though you had turned off the sound back at the coffee shop after the first notification. The first messages that appeared before you were more achievements, and you stopped turning the key in your door as you read them.

Achievement unlocked: Follower - Have someone special follow you home

Achievement unlocked: Welcome home! - Arrive at home, not alone

Achievement unlocked: Wherever you go, I'll be watching you - Ɨ ΔΜ ΔŁŴΔ¥Ş ŴΔŦĆĦƗŇǤ ¥ØỮ

Lifting your head, you looked around you, glancing over your shoulder and into the courtyard below. No one was out; everyone was at home eating dinner and occupied with their lives. Confused, you swiped all the notifications away before another pop-up appeared.

ALERT! You're about to enter X's route. Do you want to continue?

> Yes > No

Panicked at this point, you pressed "No," but nothing happened. You kept tapping it repeatedly, not understanding what was happening with your phone. But nothing changed, the notification staying in place. The sound of something breaking inside your apartment tore your focus away from your phone, startling you. 

You must have finally managed to close it, the pop-up disappearing just as you unlocked the door to your apartment, still having held on to the key when you were surprised by the sound. Darkness and silence greeted you from inside, everything seemingly normal.

Majorly confused, you shook your head, slowly entering the hallway leading inside. "Hello?" you called out, reaching for the light switch. The light flickered on, and... there was no one. Holding your breath, no sound reached your ears, and you groaned, realizing you got freaked out about... nothing. 

This wasn't some kind of horror game, and the story never had a murder-solving subplot. True, the ratings for it were kind of strange—it being rated as 18+ on the website—but seriously, what should happen in a cozy little city like the one the game played in? You didn't even think they had a police station here.

Pushing off your shoes as you shrugged off the weird feeling from before, you walked up the hallway to your living room, turning on the light before coming to an abrupt halt. There were broken pieces of glass underneath your living room window, but what really freaked you out came into view only when you lifted your head. You could look into the mirror of your cabinet door from your position, red marker dripping from it as if someone had hastily scribbled on it just seconds ago. You weren't sure it was a pen anymore, judging by its deep red color and the fluidity of it.

"𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺"

Your phone pinged.

Achievement unlocked: 

On the Highway to Hell - Unlock the secret route