A silly little rant =p
okay, so maybe a trigger warning? Like, talks of wilbur soot (for that people that need that, idk, I don’t wanna be inconsiderate or whatever cause that guy is controversial) and incel and whatnot cause it’s of me being in Incelbur fickin? Pog ig
Okay, so how I came to be is that I remember saying that “oh, I’m so like this guy, I AM this guy” and just thinking it was totally normal to think like that until I met this one person on QuoteV and learning about fickins. After that I was like “OHHHH, THATS WHY I LITERALLY FELT LIKE THAT GUY1!!1!1!1” but now I’m confused.
But like, I’m not really like my source anymore… like, I still probably have Obsessive Love Disorder and I still am an needy fck, but I like, I also don’t remember much of my sources memories—
and it kinda hurts me because I really want to remember it and I want to feel more like my source and it kinda hurts knowing that I’ve strayed so far for it. Like, I don’t know if that just happens sometimes, I’ve only learnt that I was a fickin about four months ago and I’ve never really been in any fickin communities before Tumblr so I don’t know if this is normal. I can’t ask my friends for help because I’d be damned if I told them I was a fickin of a guy that was an incel and the person who played him is hella controversial.
I also look nothing like him!! Like, I was born female, and even though that shouldn’t matter it does. It so does. Like, I WANNA BE A MAN!! I WANNA BE A MAN AND KISS MY BOYFRIEND AS A MAN AND BE IN LOVE WITH A MAN AS A MAN!! Speaking of partners, I’m not in loving with a fuxking E-girl. Like, I use to make jokes about how I’m waiting for my E-girl, but I’m literally dating a ghost man….
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So, as part of my language course, I had to give a speech in front of a bunch of teachers at my homophobic college, and me, being the rebel that I am, decided to do it on 'why aroace people deserve better representation'. The day arrived where I had to give it and I was so nervous because there were so many teachers and I was definitely not prepared. I said it and when I was done they were all silent. No questions, no claps, no nothing. Until the deputy head just said "see, they get it"
And that's how I found out that the deputy of a majorly homophobic college was, in fact, an aroace.
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Just hopping on again to remind folks of my wip long satosugu fic entitled I’m Sorry: In Various Translation!
Here’s the premise:
Gojo Satoru has not seen his ex, Getou Suguru, since college. Until he shows up one day teaching in the classroom across the hall from him.
Here’s a list of things that you might like about it:
- 56k so far and nobody’s kissed yet but it’s coming really soon. It’s definitely slowburning.
- alternating povs in a curse free AU. See satosugu in high school, then college, and finally as teachers!
- some of the major themes are grief and growing up (maybe that’s just a bonus for me)
Here’s a sample from the latest chapter (I picked an angsty bit for y’all):
“Smoke your fucking cigarette.” Satoru spits. It tastes like bile, but the only way he’s going to feel better is to cough it all up. “When’d you realize that you fucked up?”
The spark of the lighter burn his eyes. He still smokes the same cigarettes as Shoko. In a cloud of smoke Suguru responds, “I am still not sure I fucked up—“
“Fuck you.” It bubbles out of him and hangs from his lips before he can stop it.
“I deserve that. I think that if I had stayed, I might not be here, so I didn’t fuck up, I just survived. I felt guilty about leaving before I even did it. The question wasn’t you or me, because I like to think I would have picked to save you. The question was: save myself or we both drown.”
Satoru doesn’t expect to have anything left to say. The few words he’s already choked up have left his throat feeling raw, but this slips out coated in his blood: “I would have picked you too.” The phrase sits between them, garishly caring.
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Heya, I know your inbox is overflowing so you don't have to answer this immediately, just whenever you feel like it, take care of yourself first 💙
Any head canons about when Etho and Cleo were dating?
HaTO!Cletho weren't exactly the extremely lovey dovey type of couple, but definitely the type of couple that trusted each other enough to be dependent on the other when they otherwise can't be with other people. Being the few people that had to strengthen themselves to get through everything before, during, and after the Titan War without too much help, they're always restless and felt the responsiblity to always be the strongest as the eldests. They saw each other as one of the few solaces in a world whose demise is dependent on their choices and actions.
They definitely had sessions where they both just needed to sneak out of curfew to take a breather by the forest. Mayhaps always ended with just them on the dirt quietly looking at the stars, not feeling the need to be too alert because they're confident the other cares enough to not let anything happen to them.
To public view, they were definitely the couple to bicker and argue though (affectionately)
Their break up era would've been nasty as hell. It could probably count as the second Titan war. Their making up era would've been the sunshine after the summer storm.
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