#I'VE KNOWN I WAS GAY SINCE ELEMENTARY

[queer-froggit]

guys... i think i'm bi...

[patscorner]

write a Paige fic with them being rivals on the court but secret lovers off the court please and thank you patty🫶

yes ma'am 🫡

Always and Forever

Summary: You and Paige hate each other, or that's what you have everyone else thinking.

wc: 1,780

Contains: swearing, two kisses, just fluff

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For as long as you could remember, you loved basketball. You don't know when it started, but you knew that it was gonna be your future career. You joined your first team in 5th grade, and quickly became MVP, making progress faster than you could blink.

There was another girl in your class, and for whatever reason, she hated you. She also happened to be on the same basketball team. She made it known she didn't like you, because the first day of tryouts, she shoved you for no reason. Her hatred for you didn't stop there though, she refused to pass the ball to you, even if it meant costing your team a game, or taking unnecessary risks.

Nobody knew why she disliked you, but that animosity only grew as you both did. But there wasn't anything you could do, you both loved basketball, and you weren't gonna stop playing because some kid didn't like you.

But what you didn't know is that she felt the exact opposite. She was so painfully in love with you and so deep in the closet that she didn't know what to do with these feelings. Her only solution was to make you hate her.

Another thing you didn't know is that you felt the exact same way. If an outsider were to look at you two, you'd think it was one of the most intense long lasting rivalries of all time. But you two were head over heels for each other.

You only found out your junior year in high school, because the teachers and coaches were tired of you both bickering. They put you two in a room and told you to figure your shit out. Obviously, it started in a screaming match, but eventually you both grew tired of arguing, and a different type of tension filled the room.

You both start to have an actual conversation, without the arguing and fighting. Of course, there were small jabs at each other, you both still weren't friends, but by the end of the day, you weren’t enemies. Nobody knew that you were gay, so the only solution in your eyes was to pretend to hate each other.

Eventually, she admitted her feelings for you, and you didn't say you liked her back, but instead answered with a kiss. You started dating shortly after, and decided to keep your relationship on the down low. You both know it's for the best, as not everyone was open to the idea of you being gay, including your parents, so you both continued pretending to hate each other.

Even if everybody else thought you couldn’t stand each other, you were so head over heels for the kid who hated you for all of elementary and middle school.

Little did you know that kid would end up being the Paige Bueckers.

“So how does it feel being matched up against Paige Bueckers? I know that you guys have a long history.” the reporter asks, her smile matching yours. Oh, you have history. She's been your girlfriend for about five years now, but the media didn't know.

You and her were never super far from each other, since she got accepted to Uconn, and you got a scholarship to CCSU. The colleges were only thirty-five minutes away from each other, so that made seeing each other much easier.

“Yeah, it's gonna be tough, she's a good basketball player, y’know, great defense, amazing three-pointers.” You smile at the camera. “I'm excited, I can't wait to absolutely destroy her. I've done it before, and I'll do it again, no problem.”

The reporter chuckles at your words. “Big talk, can't wait to see the match up. Anything last words for Paige?” You can't help but smile at the reporter’s egging you on.

“Yeah, give me your worst, Bueckers. I'm coming for you, baby.” You say with a wink, before thanking the reporter, and walking away. You can't help but shake your head at the ridiculousness of your empty words. Everyone but Paige thought you were being serious, and to an extent you were, you had a bet with her that you'd score more than twenty points this game, but the rest was bullshit.

Of course, Paige saw the interview, laughing at your ‘seriousness’. So when it was her turn to be interviewed, she had to say something back.

“I mean, it'll be a fun game. Can't wait to see the big game that CCSU’s ‘top player’ was yapping about.” She throws up hand quotations and tilts her head mockingly as she speaks. “I'm excited to bring her hell and knock her off that tall ass high horse she's sat herself on.”

The reporter is eating up every word coming out of Paige’s mouth.

“Lots of trash talk from both ends, it seems the feud continues?” Paige nods and smiles. “Always and forever.” She winks at the camera as she speaks.

Always and forever.

The words Paige made you repeat back to her when she gave you the promise ring that you had safety-pinned to your jersey at all times. When you first put it there, it sent the media into a spiral, rumors spreading like wildfires. When interviewers finally asked you about it, you said there was someone, but the rumors about who were all incorrect.

Nobody would've guessed Paige, and you both made sure to keep it that way.

The game was just as tough as you imagined it would be. With 4 seconds left in the fourth quarter, the score was tied, 89-89. It was the Huskies ball, and they had one chance to win.

Nika passes the ball to Aubrey from out-of-bounds, starting the shot clock. Aubrey sneaks past defense, and attempts to pass into Paige. But, Aubrey's defender blocks the shot with her fingers, sending the ball flying into your hands.

You react quickly, sprinting back towards the basket, watching as the shot clock hits one second. You're only half-court, but you don't have enough time to get any closer, so you take the risk and let the ball fly.

Just as the ball leaves your hands, the buzzer goes off, and the stadium goes silent as the ball soars through the air. You freeze as you watch the ball fall through the net, the crowd erupting into screams. Your shot went in, making the final score 92-89.

You're immediately surrounded by your teammates, who are chest bumping you, and dapping you up. This moment is something you never want to end, but there's something missing. This moment won't be the same without one thing.

You manage to wiggle free from your extremely hyped up teammates, ignoring your name being called as you make your way to the Uconn bench. You try to ignore the eyes on you, as you find the only person you want to ever have to look for.

When you spot the back of her head, you quickly make your way to her before your confidence runs out. You pull her sleeve, and her eyebrows furrow as she makes eye contact with you.

“What-” She starts, but you cut her off.

“I'm going to kiss you now.” You say, but you don't move. You want to make sure this is what she wants, but as the smile grows on her face, her compliance becomes clear.

“Okay.” she nods as her face turns a bright pink.

You grin as you pull her into a searing kiss, her hands finding your waist as she reciprocates your passion. You hear the gasps around you, which only makes you smile more. When you feel Paige grin against your mouth, you wrap your arms around her neck.

She pulls away, laughing as your whine. Even though there's thousands of people in the room, she only cares about you. “Guess they know now.” she chuckles.

“Paige Madison Bueckers! What the fuck?!” KK screams, causing Paige to roll her eyes and look over her shoulder. “Can I help you?” She deadpans. “I'm a little busy right now.”

KK’s jaw drops even more from the audacity. "I can see that, I better be filled in after."

Paige looks back at you and smiles. “Yeah, later. Now, do you mind?”

“Oh, by all means, continue making out with your arch-nemesis. Don't let me, the six giant cameras, or the sold-out arena stop you.”

You laugh at this, kissing Paige’s cheek before pulling away. You look at your team, and around the stadium, and everyone's sharing the same expression, jaws dropped, eyes wide, and frozen in shock. You look up, and see yourself on the big screen.

Paige smiles down at you, her arm still wrapped around your waist. “I can't believe you did that. You're fucking crazy.”

You shrug and smile. “You love it.”

She kisses the top of your head. “Damn right.”

After the excitement of the kiss calmed down, the same reporter from earlier asked to interview both of you, to which you of course said yes.

“So what is your guys’ relationship status?” She asked, pointing the mic in your direction. You smile widely before answering. “Paige is my girlfriend, and she has been for five, almost six years.”

The reporter shakes her head in shock. “What made you guys choose to keep it a secret and cover it up with a seemingly harsh feud?” This time, she hands the mic to Paige, who shakes her head.

“Well, it started out real. Like I could not stand her, ever since we were on the same basketball team in fifth grade. But eventually, I started to like her, then I started to love her. Turns out she liked me too, so in high school we started to date.” She finished with a shrug.

“Oh wow, I mean this is a shock to everyone. You both played it off very well. What were some of the hardest moments?” You nod as the reporter speaks.

“Probably pretending to not care, especially if one of us has a rough loss or a great win. It was hard not to comfort or celebrate publicly.” You say.

“So everything after junior year in high school was fake? The rivalry, I mean.”

You smile. “Yeah, it was all for the cameras.” Paige’s eyes light up as she looks down at you. The camera picked up on the sparkle in her eyes as she looked at you with nothing but love.

Her hands squeeze your waist as the interview ends, and you both walk away. It felt like a huge weight had been lifted off your shoulders, and you've never felt happier.

You knew that whether the world knew or not, it was gonna be you and her.

Always and forever.

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taglist: @wintersstan @bueckerslover @lilia22hicks @fake-intelligences @girlokwhatever @pbloverr @breeloveschris

[victimsofyaoipoll]

Round 2

Propaganda Under Cut

Joan Watson

How were BBC Sherlock shippers so rancid about a WOMAN who wasnt even in the SAME SHOW?????

Lucy Liu real life victim of yaoi despite being on a DIFFERENT TV SHOW. And everyone was so busy hating her for getting in the way of johnlocke that they ignored the massive yuri potential of Elementary :(

she wasn't even in the same SHOW as the yaoi I've been convinced she deserves to win the entire poll. I was a Johnlocker but I did watch the first season of Elementary and it was fine????? It was totally okay????? Especially in hindsight given how hard Sherlock season four flopped. Also Lucy Liu is a queen and deserved zero vitriol for *checks notes* playing a character???? A fucking fictional character???????? Oh my god we were all SO mean to this show and we (or at least I) thought it was like The Good Fight™️, like we were defending BBC Sherlock against copyright infringement and straightwashing and Jonny Lee Miller's bizarre scarf, (it wasn't a good scarf I do stand by that) but then Elementary didn't make Holmes and Watson a couple either???? And also it didn't insult its audience constantly etc etc we've all seen the Hbomberguy Sherlock is Garbage video. This is really long sorry hashtag justice for Joan Watson.

Yona

She’s the fiancé of prince Sidon, (arranged marriage) and since Sidon is almost always shipped with link, people went feral the second they saw her. She’s genuinely very kind and cares about her people and wants Sidon to be happy! She is NOT jealous, she wants him to hang out with his Best Friend. I have seen firsthand in real-time, people being SO misogynistic and cruel, and saying she’s ugly. She’s good in a crisis, very friendly, has a great design, and she doesn’t deserve the hate in the slightest!

so the breath of the wild fandom is pretty well known for REALLY liking prince sidon aka that one really tall fish guy. and they're also really well known for shipping him with link because every fandom needs a gay ship right. so then the sequel (totk) comes around and it's revealed that sidon has a fiance now and it's not link it's some zora girl from another domain. the game hasn't even been out for a month but i've seen people act so vile towards her like yona get behind me!!!! 

i think it should really be mentioned now people in her round 1 poll were literally still treating her like shes there to stop yaoi that was never intended to be canon to start this with.in the poll about criticizing people doing that.

[feral-ass-raccoon]

hey bitches its fuckin pride month, which means- *yanks out a soap box*- i'm going on a tangent. because i have heard far too many times that minors/younger people "can't be gay/trans/queer" etc because they're "too young to know what they're doing/saying" and that is Complete Fucking Bullshit.

[potentially heavy topics ahead, watch out <3]

hi. i've known i was gay since ✨️elementary school✨️. i identified as aroace for YEARS. and i've used several umbrella identities while i learned more about myself and found what fit the best [bi -> omni, aro -> demiromantic, ace -> still. still on the ace spectrum, actually]. and not once was i told by any of the LGBTQIA+ community that there was sonething wrong with me. you know who DID tell me that??? "supportive" straight ppl who said that "every young girl wants to get married and have kids." "you'll change your mind when you're older." and that does affect children more than they seem to realize

so no. we aren't "confused" or looking to hop on a trend. we're learning that it's safer to be different now.

this goes for the aromantic members of the community. this goes for asexuals. this goes for everyone who uses queer or gay as an identity because they haven't found the right word for it yet.

THIS GOES FOR TRANS PEOPLE!

all the argunents, including the one i've heard the most- "but what happens if a 'trans' person goes into the girls bathroom and rapes someone?!?" - is bullshit. a rapist is going to be a monster regardless, so maybe focus on the actual problem instead of shifting it to what scares you. being trans isn't the problem- and if you think it is, ask yourself: "are you fucking the trans man?" and "are you medically treating the trans woman?". if the answer to both of these is no, mind your own fucking business.

yes, minors can be gay. no, you don't get to tell them otherwise. if you fucking try, i will hit you with a baseball bat. repeatedly. thank you for coming to my tedtalk

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for remarrying only 3 months after my husband's death? I (mid 30s m/gay/polyam) have known my husband since elementary school. He was in my older brother's class and we've been inseparable since, dated since we were 16 and 18. Many considered us soul mates, even our boyfriend (early 30s m/bi/polyam) who has spent the last twelve years at our sides.

Now three months ago my husband/soul mate suddenly passed away. I'm still absolutely devastated and I don't think I'll ever fully heal from his loss. Our boyfriend isn't really doing better. We will get help soon though. Nevertheless due to certain circumstances we thought it would be best if we got married. I earn well, he takes care of the houshold, me (I've been in an accident at 18 which left me in a wheelchair), and everyone we consider family so he contributes to our life more than enough even without a stable income but I want him to be secure in case anything bad happens again. He accepted and we got married last week. It was really small. Just me, him, my brother, his sister, daughter from an earlier relationship and best friend/daughter's mom - our immediate family. As I said, we are all still very much grieving our partner, so no celebration at all, we just got that certificate and that was it. Now we've let my late husband's family know of it shortly after and they started harassing us. Like at least ten phone calls to each of us, mails and text messages. How could I replace him so quickly? did I even love him? They think I trampled on all those years we've been together. I mean I get them. They are also grieving and it may be strange. But I didn't marry any random guy just to be married, I married the other man who shared my life for over a decade. I have not and will never forget my husband who stood by me all my whole damn life. But I also love my other partner dearly and need to take care of him as well.

So was it really so bad we got married?

[princess-dirt]

Long Rant, please ignore... or don't

Growing up, my mom would tell me how handsome I was, how I'd have to be careful with girls because of how many I'd have to deal with. She told me this as early as elementary school.

Of course, she couldn't have been more wrong. I grew up with undiagnosed adhd and likely autism. I had social anxiety and horrible self-image issues. I never cared how I looked, but hated how I looked. I was socially awkward and could barely talk to girls. That's to say very few girls ever approached me.

I was thinking about this, and only now have I really connected the dots. The patriarchy and heteromormativity of the world fucking sucks. Like I grew up and every good thing about my appearance that my mom would say never materialized. No wonder I suffer so bad from self-image issues. I had my mom pushing it down my throat that I should have a girlfriend, but also to be careful of girls, but also that they'd be all over me, but also that I have to make the first move since I was a guy.

I think the worst part about all of this is that when I was in high school, the lack of any romantic relationship really fucked with me mentally. I already had a pretty shit childhood, so it was frosting on the cake. It got so bad I fell down the alt-right pipeline and was a few months away from becoming an incel.

But I watched MLP. This show was the first time I was ever really taught empathy, and it changed my life. Fast forward senior year, and I've been experimenting with how I look. I have alt and queer friends, I'm learning about myself.

I spill my heart out to my mom about everything and how trapped and hopeless I felt about relationships. Like 20 minutes she listened to me. I was crying and desperate for any bit of advice from my parent.

"So are you gay?" My mom asks sounding almost annoyed.

Which leads to me begging her to listen to me and to take what I am saying seriously.

"Well, how do you think I feel?" She says now sounding angry.

This same conversation happens a half dozen more times. Each time I become more desperate for any hint my mom cares at all.

"You just need to approach them and be nice."

"You should try harder."

"Are you calling me a bad mother?"

"I didn't raise you this way!"

Now, both of my parents are brainrotted by Fox News. My dad is mentally ill while being the most toxic man ever, never being emotionally available for me ever. My mom still thinks I just need to try harder and that girls will just throw themselves at me. Her state of delusion is horrifying tbh.

It sucks because they will both die never having known their son. They'll die never knowing I use he/they, never knowing I'm pansexual, never knowing I crossdress, never knowing I cosplay, never knowing me, the pansexual nuero divergent femboy. And I don't feel bad over it.

I know my story about this kind of shit is way more common that I'd like. I've seen tik toks with very similar events I've mentioned with 100s of 1000s of likes and comments.

To think a generational gap could have such destructive consequences. My only solace for this is that I was able to overcome their horrible parenting.

It seems to me that as each day passes, the only way I'll remember my parents when they are long since dead is the mental scars they've left. I hate it, but I love my parents. They tried their best, but their best failed me and my 3 brothers horribly.

Anyways, back to watching Vampire Dormitory. It's a gay ass anime about some twink and a vampire.

Edit: finished episode one, the Twink was girl. I feel so betrayed.

[animelover32456]

POV: you just found out that your crush is gay 🥹 and you're a short trans guy 🥹🥹🥹

You don't know how happy I got from hearing that. He himself told me since we're friends. I've known him for over 5+ years (we met in elementary and I don't want to count 😭).

[lumithealien]

I want to note before I go on this tangent that people discover their queerness at all ages, and all of it's valid. Some realize later in life, some realize super young.

Me?

I've literally always known, I just didn't find the appropriate words for it until probably middle school.

I had crushes on people regardless of gender since elementary school, and I was always pretty apathetic towards my own gender, even as a kid.

My first comic I ever drew at 11 was a super gay mlm story, and also at 11, I made a silly Sims 2 youtube video about a lesbian goth and cheerleader falling in love.

Middle school hit, and gender dysphoria hit me hard right out the gate. Eventually, I discovered the term agender and felt it fit me pretty well, but didn't come out as agender until a couple years ago because I was scared. There was awhile I thought I might be a trans man due to my bad chest dysphoria, but that never quite fit.

My first kiss, and later on first love were both girls back when I still identified as my assigned birth gender (afab).

My mom was completely unsurprised every time I came out to her, but did take some time to get used to they/them pronouns, but was always supportive.

I didn't realize that most people weren't demisexual until high school, and it hit me like a ton of bricks that I'm literally incapable of sexual attraction without personal connection first. Celebrity crushes were never even a thing for me, I had to at least feel like i knew a fictional character before even having an inkling of a crush on them.

I kept the demisexuality to myself for awhile because I was tired of everyone acting like it wasn't a valid sexuality.

Anyway, from day one, I was hella queer and never ashamed of it, and I hope we can eventually reach a point where no one has to feel ashamed of it.

[beanie-babie-vents]

Hi, yall, welcome to my #druittblr account! You can call me Beanie or Star :3

I believe the idea of druittblr was started by @bigbadwolfbutch, so shout out to them!

Now about me :

I'm a 27 year old enby/nonbinary person who is typically very femme, but will sometimes dress or feel more masc or androgynous.

I love anime and manga, and comics and cartoons. I am an illustration major. I was on break from school since January '24 as I had a very, very bad case of burn out. Lasted for like, three months, and I'm still trying to get back into drawing. Writing has been easier lately. I restarted my semester at the end of August, but had to stop again because my family bullshit was worsening my mental health, so. Hopefully I can move soonish and get back to school.

I want to live my life how I want to, but due to my family's control and religious background, I am currently unable to do so. I hope to move out ASAP so I can start to truly live.

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I am so fucking queer, guys, I'm gay. I'm so gay, so fucking GAY, I'm gay queer genderfucked womanliker. I'm an trans and gay and queer. So queer.

Anyway, as for my actual orientation, I consider myself demi-neptunic, nonbinary genderflux, and polyamorous. Might start using the term nonbinary lesbian. I've learned recently that l'm not really sexually attracted to those with masc bodies, moreso aesthetically and romantically attracted. And apparently the romantic feelings I can feel for guys doesn't fuckin last? Unlike with girls and fellow femmes, that shit lasts for years. I swear, I sill have lingering feelings for my friend I'd known since elementary school, and another friend I've known since kindergarten. And a friend I met in college. Help -

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I have been learning more about spirituality and witchcraft, and would love to truly practice my craft, but I either forget to do so, or feel too paranoid/nervous about my family realizing what I'm doing.

Currently, I'm prooooobably agnostic? Maybe? Thinking there could be a god, but if there is? They probably don't fully care about what humans are doing? So long as we aren't hurting others...They certainly don't need us to abide by everything the Bible says.

Anyway, I also love the idea of Unitarian Universalism, and have been wanting to watch more UU services. Hoping to join a congregation after I move.

---

I am so damn neurodivergent, yall don't even know -

I'm diagnosed with ADHD, Dyscalculia, Autism, General Anxiety, Major Depression, OCD, and.......some schizo type disorder otherwise specified? Don't think that last one's accurate, though. Also probably have cyclothymia. Yep, brain's haunted fr.

As for chronic illnesses -

Was born with a Congenital Heart Disease. Don't have a full on diagnosis yet, but am quite certain I have prosopagnosia (face blindness). And there's def something up with my reproductive system. Finally saw a gyno, but I still don't fuckin know. Also diagnosed with POTS/OH. Technically have both. Other than that, I have GERD and IBS/possibly IBD. Due to medical mishaps I didn't get a colonoscopy when I was supposed to, but was told that I probably have IBD. So yeah. Fun...

Also wouldn't be surprised if I had Sjogren's. Had blood work to see, but never had other tests to confirm. So who knows, man.

Also at this point I think I could have a connective tissue disorder??? My body's fucked, that's for sure!

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Current special interest : Hazbin Hotel

Other interests : Anime/Manga, Cartoons, Comics/Webcomics, Music, art + drawing, writing/reading, cosplay, J fashion, video games

[thesimpsonsultimateshowdown]

Methodology & Character List

Methodology

The Simpsons is known for it's many-years long run, and over that time, the show has accumulated over five-thousand different characters! Of course, not all characters are made equal. To pick out and eliminate characters, I created a vague set of rules for myself to follow which pretty much came down to one rule: Must have appeared in enough episodes with speaking roles and/or influence. "Influence" to me is what purpose the character serves in the series. A character like Jenda can make it in because, even though she's appeared only a few times, she's very important in the Bart timeline and to future episodes. In another way, a character like Janey is in because, even though she has next to no personality, she has been around since the start and has served the plot whenever they needed a young girl character, like as Lisa's friend or a school mainstay. Influence will not, however, get a guest star character in, like Cecil or Mindy, as they have much less an impact on the overall series compared to other Springfieldians. (Though a poll has been made to decide a select few guests to make it in the bracket).

Character List

The character list is right here -> :D

Update: I've added a 1-4 score besides every entry based on popularity predictions, with 4 Ranked characters being highest

It's been constantly updated, but during the bracket, it will only be changed to mark losers. If you don't want to look through the spreadsheet lagoon, I'll attempt to summarize here: the Simpson family, Flanders family, the Bouviers, the barflies and Moe, the Nahasapeemapetilon family, the Wiggum family, Krusty productions, Channel 4 News productions, Springfield Elementary staff and kids, Smithers and Burns, the Van Houten family, the Lovejoys, the Doctors, Springfield mob, criminals, police, celebrities, business people, gimmick characters, the Spucklers, Springfield work force characters, the gays, the elderly, Jebediah Springfield, the entirety of Shelbyville, Shauna, Kumiko, Kashmir, Jenda, and Kang, Kodos, and the Leprechaun. Also Matt Groening because why not.

[little-yugi-muto-rp]

He couldn't help it, he laughed.

"Anzu? Really? But she's a GIRL!" When the other didn't respond, he added.

"I'm gay, Fuuya. As in I like guys. Anzu's just a really good friend. I've known her since elementary school. She knows I like guys."

@fuuya-kun

"My keys are in my pocket...can you find them for me?" It was an awkward question for the blue haired young man to ask his classmate, Yugi Moto with trying to get into his apartment, but his hands were full of their studying along with his own deck of dual monsters.

"Why don't I just hold some of your stuff for you instead?"

//do you have an info page about your character?//

[blanketorghost]

The three heirs of the Fujisaki Family🪻

Welcome to Ghost's unhinged little multiverse (ghostverse for short) and their first family introduction. Izumi and Nagihiko are characters from the kabuki phantom and shugo chara! Respectively, but I've just given them my own little twist so i can link them to my lil universe hehe

Backstory of the Fujisakis is down below! Minor spoilers for the kabuki phantom pertaining Izumi's past

The Fujisaki (藤咲) clan is a long-standing Kabuki troupe that resides in Tokyo. Known for their draconian training regiments and top-tier Onnagata performers, they've become part of the Kabuki elite.

Despite that, the family fractured into two distinct factions relatively recently, which then poses the question about inheritance.

Two generations ago, the first-born son of the Fujisakis, Hiroshi (寛) came out as gay and was subsequently disowned due to his refusal to enter an arranged marriage to produce a heir.

After being kicked out, Hiroshi started up from the bottom and created his own troupe in defiance, eventually gathering enough funds to even open his own theater.

In the meantime, Hiroshi's younger brother, Nagisa (凪咲) became the head of the family and had two sons; Ataru (陽) and Kamui (奏紫). Ataru, the oldest, was slated to succeed his father, but at 17 he broke down due to the stress and ran away, eventually being taken in by his uncle Hiroshi and building a life for himself outside of the stage.

Ataru would later marry and have two children; Kotonoha (言葉) and Yuu (夕), who would grow up with a minimal knowledge of their father's side of the family aside from tidbits they heard from their great-uncle, which babysat them from time to time.

Unfortunately, though, right when Yuu was a toddler, Ataru got laid off and his family fell into poverty. This forced him to swallow his pride and once again enter into contact with his father, whom agreed to pay for his children's schooling if Yuu started Kabuki training as the next heir.

Yuu was a bright kid, and from a very young age he knew the situation his family was at. So even though he despised practice, he kept silent through his elementary school years.

Once Ataru got back on his feet, he gave the option for Yuu to quit Kabuki, an offer he quickly and gladly took on. This decision would drive the rift further between the family.

With now three heirs having rescinded their roles, the only viable head before Nagisa would die was Kamui; his second and youngest son.

Kamui was already married and had a singular son; Nagihiko (凪彦). Due to the small age difference, Nagihiko and Yuu managed to practice together for a couple of years before Yuu quit, and even though both sides of their family hate each others's guts, the two cousins have actually become quite close, bonding over their shared experiences under their grandpa.

Hiroshi's theater would eventually become quite famous, and with his training as Onnagata, he eventually started accepting apprentices. His most talented prodigée would end up being Izumi (いずみ), a teen actor who ran away from home and the spotlight as soon as he turned 18. His story endeared him and reminded him of his own family struggles. Given Izumi's desire to fully cut contact from his old life, Hiroshi offered to give Izumi his surname for legal documents so he could start over on a clean slate.

Since Hiroshi has no children of his own, Yuu was slated to be his successor, but given his disinterest on Kabuki, Hiroshi eventually decided on giving his Onnagata title to Izumi if Yuu doesn't change his mind. Kotonoha, Yuu's sister, is also slated to inherit half the property alongside Yuu, but given that women don't traditionally take part on acting, she'll mostly take care of the business part of his legacy.

Despite him being no longer recognized by the main family branch as the heir of the family, Yuu wears a Juzu bracelet that has been passed down through generations as a heirloom. Nagihiko holds a replica of said bracelet.

[renjuseyo]

Can I request a Dino x male reader where they’ve been in a relationship for 3 years but the school doesn’t know since Dino is a jock and reader is chubby. Dino wants their relationship to be known but reader is insecure. Dino comforts and reassures the reader. You can decide the ending :].

insecure ; dino

group: seventeen

pairing: lee chan / reader (male)

synopsis: you and chan have been dating for three years. he wants to make your relationship public, but you’re insecure.

genre: angst, fluff

warning: body image issues, bullying, explicit language

i would like to apologize for not posting any fics in so long! ^^" i hope i delved into this topic as realistically as possible. i honestly lost inspiration for this, but it's been sitting in my drafts for so long so i just worked my way through. i'm sorry for this mess :( that aside, feedback is appreciated!

"say, (name)-ssi, what do you say about being my gym buddy? we can exercise together," chimes yoon taeho one thursday afternoon.

you look up from your notebook, unimpressed. despite being your senior, yoon taeho has a notorious reputation for his crude remarks. where his terrible attitude came from, no one knows. you once caught him throwing out all insults imaginable at a boy from your chemistry class, simply because he had accidentally spilled his water on him.

you had marched straight up to the duo, looked taeho in the eyes, and stepped on his toes as hard as you could. that was the first time you two met.

the memory nearly makes you laugh, especially since he hadn't expected a bystander to step in. but even when you've gotten on his bad side, he still pesters you through an overly sweet facade, like now.

before you can ask why, he scans your sitting frame, making sure you see the way he winces. "i've been noticing that you've been putting on some weight lately! it's not healthy, you know," he innocently explains.

your eye twitches.

you aren't unfamiliar with mean comments like his. although they aren't so excessive that you're being thrown into a garbage bin, the malice is obvious in their words no matter how subtle they try to be. mirroring his smile, you set your pencil down and lean towards him, cupping your cheeks. "say, taeho-ssi, what do you say about being my study buddy? we can study together," you mimic.

he shoots you a quizzical look, but you don't give him the chance to ask, because you follow up with, "i've been noticing that you've been slacking in all of your classes! it's not good for your gpa, considering how you always brag about your plans to enroll in prestigious universities."

his jaw drops in shock before quickly contorting to one of offense. but your smile is unwavering as you continue, "i know it's hard, especially with your microscopic brain cells, horrible work ethic, horrendous personality... oh, i'm rambling aren't i? but despite all of your flaws - your many, many flaws - i know you can still do it!"

by the time you lean back in your seat, smile still intact, his face is red with fury. from your peripheral vision, you see your friends seungkwan and yena standing by the door. gathering your stuff, you shoot taeho one last smile. "for a homophobe, isn't it pretty gay to be checking me out all of the time?" his jaw practically hits the floor now, but all you do is throw up a thumbs up. "gotta run! i have more productive things to do than talking to brain dead assholes."

you approach your friends with a smile. peering over your shoulder, seungkwan shudders in disgust. "is that asshole still bothering you? i swear, he needs to get a life."

waving a dismissive hand, you shrug. "his insults are elementary. i've heard worse."

yena winces. "that's... a little sad."

you exit the classroom, walking into the hallway. you're about to respond with a witty remark when you hear loud laughter from the other end of the hallway. turning your head, you watch as students lined against the walls of the hallway pause to gape at the small group in awe. the group consists of kim mingyu, xu minghao, hansol chwe, and lee chan. the popular jocks, if you will.

chan is laughing at something that mingyu said when he turns and makes eye contact with you. you're both staring at each other from afar, suddenly tuning out of your conversations with your friends.

it isn't until yena playfully slaps your shoulder that you're pulled out of your staring contest. "why'd you stop?" she asks.

before you can answer her question, seungkwan looks over your shoulder, following your line of vision. "ah, are you staring at them over there?" he throws an arm over your shoulder, sighing. luckily he doesn't notice that you've zeroed in on one person in particular. "it's okay, i understand the appeal of unattainable men, too."

yena rolls her eyes, flicking his forehead. "what happened to your monologue about self confidence?"

"have you seen high school musical? you've seen what happens when different cliques intermingle together."

she slaps an exasperated hand against her face. "you and your corny disney movies."

"hey! what do you mean corny disney movies?! i will not let you disrespect sharpay like that!"

as they continue bickering, they pull you away from that end of the hallway and towards the stairwell. even as you're about to head down the steps, your gaze lingers on chan, and you can see his gaze on you, too.

you, seungkwan, and yena have been an inseparable trio since elementary school. all of you have different accounts of how your friendship blossomed, but the one thing all three of you can agree on is that your mutual love for girl groups sealed the deal. you three are so close that there are barely any secrets within your trio.

well, aside from two that you keep from them.

at your school, there are several cliques, but the ones that most of the student body deems as the most popular is the group of jocks that consists of mingyu, minghao, hansol, and chan. it's no surprise, considering how the group is comprised of a mix of visuals and great personalities. almost everyone you talked to has had at least a small crush on one (or all) of them. well, except for yena, but that's because of her crush on their underclassman yuri. they're friendly to everyone they meet, but from what you can tell, they really only have each other.

well, aside from chan. because he has you.

and that's your first secret: your friendship with chan.

you and chan have been classmates and neighbors since elementary school. despite this, you had never talked to him until one day during the seventh grade, when he kicked a soccer ball straight through your bedroom window. to this day, you still don’t know how he kicked it so high up. but oddly enough, the punctured soccer ball and shattered window marked the beginning of a friendship. it's a little hard to hide from your friends, considering how chan spams your phone with memes and texts at any given opportunity, but through sheer luck, your friends are oblivious, only knowing him as your next door neighbor.

your second secret is your relationship with chan.

befriending him is already odd enough. who would've thought you'd be his boyfriend, too?

your relationship with chan isn't like one straight out of a fairy tale, but it's heart-fluttering and comfortable, like any relationship should be. but despite how perfect and amazing it may be, it's something you two have kept under wraps for three years, mostly because you know it isn't one that would be kindly looked upon.

if you're being honest, you never would've thought about befriending him, much less dating him. although he's an absolute dork, you both stand on opposite sides of the social spectrum. while you're the quiet wallflower who, unfortunately, is the target of unwanted teasing, chan is the shining star of the dance team who basks in the limelight. high school can be a harsh time during one's youth, so hanging out with someone outside of your clique would draw for unnecessary attention. or as seungkwan would say, a scene straight out of high school musical.

personally, you think it's ridiculous, being categorized by cliques. but you're already ostracized for simply being a wallflower and looking different. you wouldn't want chan to undergo similar pain, either.

when chan had texted you, suggesting you two have your next date at a amusement park he had tickets for on the weekend, you were both nervous and excited. amusement parks always bring out the child in you as you hop onto all of the rides possible, radiating with joy. but you were also nervous about the location, since it's a hot spot among your classmates. still, chan had reasoned that weekends were always crowded, so the chance of being seen were fairly slim. so eventually you had accepted, and now here you two are.

the rides on the park leave you two breathless, but whereas you're breathless from excitement, chan's breathless from fear. with his low tolerance in mind, you decide to take a break, sitting on a park bench as you sip on sodas and munch on churros. so far, your date had been going quite smoothly. you're planning what to do next when chan pipes up, breaking the silence.

"are you ashamed of me?"

chan's comment is short but unanticipated, and sounds many alarms in your head. you frown, shifting yourself to face him. "of course not, why would you say that? did i do something to indicate that?"

he shrugs, but you can tell he's bothered by the implications his statement comes with. "it's not that, it's just... why don't you want our relationship to be known?" he asks.

come to think of it, of the three years since you've been dating, chan never once asked why you were so keen on keeping your relationship a secret. before you can open your mouth, he explains, "i've been thinking about this for a while now, but i don't want to hide anymore. especially since i have to hide my wonderful boyfriend from the boys and put up with them trying to set me up on blind dates. i was wondering, were you hiding it because you were ashamed of me?"

your eyes widen as you scramble to explain. "that's not it, i promise."

"then why? it's been three years, (name), and you haven't told me anything."

you can hear the dissatisfaction in his voice, and it does nothing to calm the nervous beating of your heart. the appeal your food had suddenly vanishes, only making you feel queasy. "can we not do this here? please?" you ask, voice laced with desperation. while this is a conversation you'd like to avoid altogether, you'd rather do it somewhere secluded, as opposed to a public spot like here.

"then when? when can we be talk about this?" he asks, voice tense. he no longer looks like he's enjoying himself, all giddiness from the amusement park gone.

you sigh, shaking your head. since neither of you seem to be in the mood to go back and enjoy yourselves, you explain, "i'd rather not talk about our relationship so openly. if we're going to talk, we do it at my place."

he doesn't oppose, instead silently trailing after you as you head to your house.

thankfully your parents are out for work, so you two have the entire house to yourselves. once you've shut the door behind you, you turn to face chan, whose arms are defensively crossed over his chest. he's silently awaiting your response, which only makes the hairs on your arms stand. chan is never this quiet unless he's frustrated.

you sigh, taking a few deep breaths to collect your thoughts. "i'm scared." he raises an eyebrow and looks like he's going to interrupt, but you continue, "what will others think? i'm not exactly what people picture when they think of your ideal type."

"who cares what others think? as long as we're both happy, that's all that matters."

you laugh, dry and sarcastic. "that's easy for you to say. you've been showered with praise all your life, and everyone loves you. you can say and do what you want and come out unscathed, but me? they'll bat your eyes at you, all pretty and polite, but the moment i'm alone, i'll just get more shit than i already do."

you had made it a point to not tell chan about the bullying in fear of worrying him, but now that you're revealing your reasons as to why you two shouldn't go public, there's no reason to hide it anymore. his eyes widen in shock before contorting to one of betrayal. "you-"

"you're the shining star of the dance team, the boy that everyone just adores. i'm this antisocial introvert who only has two friends, and i'm built like a snickers bar. even in private, i question if i'm good enough for you. but if we put things out in the open, i know for sure that i'm not the only one who's going to criticize my self worth."

he looks upset, but you're not sure if it's because of your differing views or your sudden revelation. "if people have been bullying you, why didn't you tell me? i could've at least helped ease the pain."

you think about people like yoon taeho, who would criticize just about anyone, even if it's someone like chan. people like him are brain dead assholes, so his words rarely upset you. but you know that once things are out in the open, people like him will increase. "it's one thing, dealing with it by myself. but i'm not going to let you get dragged into my problems."

"you're not dragging me to any problems. none of this is even your fault. i'm your boyfriend, (name). what kind would i be if i just let people push you around without doing anything?"

no one wants to date someone who simply looks the other way when they're in trouble, but you'd rather shoulder all of your pain than share it with chan. "the thing is, it's easy like this, to pretend we don't know each other. but- to go public!" you laugh in disbelief, but he doesn't reciprocate the motion. "this is going to affect us both, channie. people are ruthless. i don't-" you bite your lip in frustration. "i don't want to dim your light."

"why do you get to dictate how i'll feel? i just want to hold your hand and kiss you in public, and go on dates without worrying about our classmates and gush about you to the guys. what's wrong with that?"

you feel like pulling your hair out of frustration. "can you not try to understand my point of view? do you think the little shits at school are simply going to accept that the school icon is dating..." you pause, all of the insults you've heard in your life suddenly echoing inside your brain. "someone like me?"

"there's nothing wrong with you, (name). you're so much than what others think. as long as i like you, who cares? why don't you get that?"

"you don't understand, channie," you begin. you don't realize that you've gotten emotional until you hear your voice waver, but your eyes remain firm. "i tell myself that i don't care, but in reality i care so much. it's so dumb, seeking validation, but what can i do? it's hard enough, living in this body. you've been there for me whenever i've had my episodes where i wanted nothing more than to crawl out of my skin. i'm not a model with a sculpted six-pack like the guys at our school, nor am i this soft, wholesome boy that people adore. i'm reminded of this enough, being at school. it's not that i listen to the shit that the mindless assholes at school say, but years of going through this... it piles up."

his eyes that were flaring with frustration have softened after hearing you speak, and he no longer looks tense. "(name)..."

he takes a step towards you, but you instinctively take one back. "i act like it doesn't affect me, because i'd rather pretend to be confident than conform to the likes of the bullies at our school. i at least have an ounce of respect for myself. but when it comes to you... i'm myself in my purest form when i'm with you - well, and with seungkwan and yena. i have a lot of insecurities, but they're all gone when i'm with you, even for a moment. but i'm terrified that if people find out, this comfort that i have will disappear, and suddenly i'll have all of these eyes analyzing my move, wondering if i'm good enough for you. because everyone only wants the best for you, the school icon. i'll admit it, i question my worth sometimes, too. but to also have a bunch of outsiders question it... it fucks with your head."

by the time you finish your tangent, you can hear your blood pumping in your ears and eyes pricking with tears. chan is stunned into silence, and judging from the way his eyes widen, you guess that he sees your glassy eyes. "i don't even want myself sometimes. why would you ever want me?"

although his expression has softened, he approaches you with a newfound urgency, as if he's afraid he'll lose you if he doesn't do something. his fingers ghost your shoulders as he implicitly asks to touch you, but from the way you move to the couch and curl in yourself, he opts to sit beside you instead. you stare at your knees with blurry eyes, willing the tears to go away. but the moment you start sniffling, aggressively wiping your tears away, you know it's no use. "i'm not going to say i understand, because as much as i try to empathize with you, i'll never truly get how you feel. but i'll try my best, okay? i'm always here for you, you know that."

"i know," you mumble, voice muffled.

"but you don't," he softly says, "because if you did, you wouldn't be fussing about if you're good enough for me or not. and i know my words alone won't help you understand just how much you mean to me, but (name) (last name), you're the only one i want. i fell for all of you, not just one part." he gently places an arm on your back, and breathes a sigh of relief when you melt into his touch. "i'll admit, i should've tried to be more understanding, and i'm sorry for that."

in an attempt to lighten the atmosphere, you snort, wetly chuckling. "wow, what's this? this is the first time i've heard you apologize."

although you can't quite see his face, you can tell he's rolling his eyes. "you make me sound so bad. i own up to my mistakes."

"since when?"

"since now."

you can't help but laugh, tilting your head to look at him. there are tear stains and loose strands of hair on your face, and you can only imagine how gross you may look. but chan looks at you like you hold the world, eyes shimmering as he leans in to thumb away the tears. "my handsome, amazing boyfriend," he coos. "you deserve the whole world, and it's so saddening to hear about what you've gone through. but you're so, so strong. i'm so proud of you, and i love you no matter what. you are so much better than your insecurities and the hoard of idiots at our school. i'll tell you that every day until you believe it, too."

he scoots closer, raising an implicit eyebrow as he tentatively wraps an arm around you. when you nod, he brings you close, pressing the side of his head against yours. as much as the small voice in your head tells you that you don't deserve his warm touches, chan clings onto you as if he never wants to let go. his grounding presence is enough to quiet the voice, even if it's for a short while. "it's not like i want to hide forever. but... i'm not ready now. maybe when i'm more confident, we can try." you timidly loop your pinkies together, keeping him close. "i'm sorry, channie. if you had someone else, maybe you wouldn't have to worry-"

"hey," he interrupts, frowning. "what did i say earlier? i told you, you're the only one i want. and your worries have reason to them, so i understand. i'll wait until you're ready."

"...you're a pretty impatient person, channie. can you even withstand waiting without knowing when i'll be ready?" you ask, voice quiet.

"i'll wait for you," he simply repeats. "until you're happy and see just how beautiful you are, we can just keep things simple. we don't need to go big on pda." he pauses as if to collect his thoughts. "but... there's one thing i'd like to do. we don't have to do it if you're not comfortable, though."

"what is it?" you ask.

chan smiles, sheepish. "i want to tell my hyungs about us, if that's okay. i've known them since we were kids, and it doesn't feel right for me to lie about someone so important to me. they won't judge, but i just wanted to ask you in case you don't want me to."

his words make you think of seungkwan and yena, as well as the guilt that comes with lying to them. they tell you all of their secrets, no matter how dark or embarrassing, because they trust you. and it's not that you don't trust them - you would trust them with your life, even if they're a reckless bunch - but when you had started dating, you both had kept it a secret from everyone, even those as important to you as them. you suppose there's no harm in telling them, but...

as if he's read your mind, he squeezes your hand. "i know my friends won't judge, just like you know yours won't, either. but it's okay if you aren't ready now. i just thought i'd let you know."

after pondering his words for a few minutes, you shake your head with a small smile. "it's not that. i agree with you. you can tell them, i think they deserve that much, anyways. i think i'll just need more time before i tell seungkwan and yena, though."

he nods with a smile. "of course. anything for you."

you both stay close together for a while, reveling in the bliss of sorting out your feelings. although there are still many things about your relationship to discuss, you're glad he is open-minded about how you feel, and you make a note to do the same, too.

chan is the first to break the silence, flopping onto the couch. "all of this talking has made me tired. let's cuddle."

being in his embrace sounds wonderful and cozy, and you want nothing more than to do that. yet despite having been reassured by him, you still feel hesitant. seeing the subconscious frown on your lips, he opens his arms, gesturing you to come over. "are you just going to leave me hanging? come here, i'll even give you my hoodie," he innocently convinces.

this sly fox. chan always knows how much you like wearing his clothes; how dare he use it to his advantage! you glare at him, but it's void of its usual malice. "you can't do that. that's cheating."

"then come here~ i need my hugs from my warm, lovely boyfriend~"

you roll your eyes but comply anyways, laying down to slot yourself in his arms. despite how different you two are, chan feels like home, your solace when times get tough. no matter how many times you think about it, you always wonder how you got so lucky.

"i love you. i wonder how i got so lucky," he hums, thoughts matching yours.

perhaps it's because of how much energy you exerted at the amusement park, or how draining the insecurities and crying has made you. whatever the reason, you feel yourself grow groggy, falling into his embrace. "love you, too. thank you for staying by my side."

"anything for you."

[ofpd]

🦚, 💙, 🏳️‍🌈 for the ask game?

🦚 - are there any queer books/shows/etc. that you would suggest?

yes. see: my blog. but here are a couple suggestions that i don't blog about much. brokeback mountain changed my brain chemistry & made me feel sick for days. the gay and wondrous life of caleb gallo is such a fun little youtube series clearly made by people who love each other. falsettos meant so much to me when i was 14/15 (when i somehow still considered myself an ally....) and it definitely holds up. i just listened to it again actually.

💙 - when you first learned about the queer community, did you immediately realize ‘that’s me!’ or did you consider yourself a ‘really good ally’ for some time?

oh i absolutely did not realize at first lmao. i've always known that gay people existed but i do actually remember the first time i learned about trans people at some point in elementary school (i was in the room when my mom was watching some tv show and i was like “wait is that person a man or a woman” and she explained it to me), and i remember my reaction was to be like . hm if i feel any type of way about that i should repress it 👍. i considered myself at some point between ‘really good ally,’ ‘questioning,’ and ‘ok yeah im gay’ between ages like 13–15, and then i've consistently identified as some sort of queer since. before that i didn't even consider that i could be queer.

🏳️‍🌈 - do you enjoy the colors of your preferred flag? do you incorporate it into your outfits, decor, etc.?

i love the bi flag a lot but no i don't incorporate it into outfits. bi earrings sound nice though...

ask game

[ladyfeldspar]

21x02: Put It Down

I've wanted to do a watch/writeup of this episode for a while now. Tweek has been my favorite character since Gnomes aired, when I was still in elementary school and secretly watching South Park with my dad at night. Craig, while I enjoyed him as a character before, absolutely won my heart in the Pandemics and gets third favorite. (My second favorite is Clyde but that doesn't matter right now.)

And when I got into SP fanfiction, and discovered that Creek was a thing, I hopped right on that train and have never looked back. Tweek x Craig made my life when I first saw it and this episode... Well, you'll see.

Disclaimer: I have A LOT of feelings about this episode. Sorry not sorry about how long this is.

"...a performance by one of our students who has written a song..." Raise your hand if the first time you watched, you also figured it was Cartman, the most musical one of the kids.

Raise your other hand if you also got unreasonably excited when it was Tweek.

Tweek "playing" piano is both exactly what I would have expected, and nothing at all what I expected.

I really, really just want to give this poor kid a hug, Jesus Christ.

Everyone just looks so shocked, but I feel like Kyle and Stan might actually care?

"He's your boyfriend, dude." Ugh, my HEART. They are legit and adorable and that's not the last time I'm going to say that.

Shut up, Cartman. I mean it's great you don't care if someone's gay or straight or whatever but shut the hell up.

Tweek being scared of his locker slamming, oh my gosh.

Okay. Jesus Christ. This. We've known Craig for almost 21 seasons at this point and he has been incredibly well-established as not caring about a whole hell of a lot. So when he comes up to Tweek actively trying to help him and chill him out it melts my icy heart SO MUCH more than a cool island song ever could.

I generally hate the terms "babe" and "honey" (I'm honestly just not one for pet names) but Craig calling Tweek those things is fucking adorable.

Side thought: I want another episode just about the two of them, and I want Tweek to be wearing Craig's hat.

"Cuuupcaaaaakes!?" Kills me every time.

Heidi is too sweet for Cartman.

Stan you're such a douche but I love you anyway.

Tweek's cupcakes are frosted 1000% better than mine ever are.

But his kitchen looks just like mine after a day of baking.

Fuck you Garrison for ruining Tweek's happy little moment. He deserves all the happiness in the world.

Craig just calmly walking into the kitchen, like, was he there the whole time? Just hanging out letting Tweek do what he had to do and destroy the kitchen? More proof that they're legit - find me anyone else that Craig has supported this much.

Like he went out and bought Tweek a fidget spinner how fucking cute is that?!

Okay. "Go ahead and bomb us, Kim Jong Dong," also makes me laugh for like twenty minutes.

Why is this song so catchy?! Why are Cartman's songs always so fucking catchy?? Like Minorities which I constantly have to stop myself from absentmindedly singing in public.

Logic!Cartman is remarkably inclusive.

Mic drop.

Poor Tweek, like Jesus, his dad is infuriating and so stupid. Not Randy level stupid but like, quit shoving a fidget spinner in your kid's face and actually talk to him for Christ's sake.

But I mean, this is also the parent who pointed a gun at Tweek's head while teaching him how to avoid being abducted, so I don't know what I expect of him honestly.

That poor kid getting run over. And yet it's that part of the story that pushes this episode into feeling like a older episode and is half the reason I love it so much. There's a really good point to be made, but the constant killing of kids by distracted drivers gives it the fucked up South Park edge.

I love PC Principal in this episode too, and how he just doesn't really care what the hell Cartman wants.

Open door, turn on light, close door. "Waaaaaagghhhh!" "Hey, Tweek."

You have to wonder how often this has happened. And AGAIN, more proof that Craig really legitimately cares about Tweek. Imagine if anyone else woke Craig up like this. I really don't think he'd be so calm.

But it's Tweek, so he just yawns and deals with it because that's what you do when you care about someone.

Also, Craig sleeps with his hat on and that's adorable.

I love how they edited Tweek's picture into real photos.

I feel so bad for Craig here. And through most of the episode actually. He's doing all he knows to do, because this is the kind of stuff that helps him. He's really trying, and Tweek's just wired differently.

And he has a stuffed astronaut monkey, because long live Spaceman Craig.

Again, shut up Cartman.

He brought him to an AMUSEMENT PARK, Craig has pink cotton candy, and they're holding hands. It's this kind of stuff that makes my brain explode from cuteness.

"THE FERRIS WHEEL!!!"

Of all Tweek's twitch noises, I for some reason find the, "rrrrgh" he does on the Ferris Wheel one of the cutest ones.

This fight breaks my heart a little because again, Craig is trying. He has put so much effort into doing his best to help Tweek and finally, finally gets frustrated. It shows how much patience he has for Tweek that it took him so long to get to this point.

I just want to hug them both during this fight. God knows they need it. It's just such a realistic argument, ugh.

And then this moment. This moment where everything clicks, both for us (the parallels of Logic!Cartman/logical Craig vs emotional kids needing to grieve/emotional Tweek needing to freak out) and for Craig, who finally realizes that everyone handles stress differently and you have to adapt to their coping mechanisms to be able to help them. And as soon as he puts that together, he's off to go find Tweek because he's worth it to him. And my heart melts again.

And he does so well, too, despite being completely out of his element. Their little smiles after Tweek calms down, Jesus Christ.

This song. THIS SONG. I don't know what it is about this song but it just hits me SO hard every time. Tweek actually being able to play the piano beautifully (I will argue that it's because Craig is there with him and that makes Tweek feel so much better), CRAIG SINGING even though he clearly isn't the most comfortable with it and is obviously doing it for Tweek (ANOTHER point of proof for the realness of their relationship), the chorus, the Cartman rap (!!!!), the memorial of distracted driving victims (Kenny)...

And this moment, right here. When it goes back to the two of them there, and the spotlight focuses on them and they smile at each other, just oh my gosh. I get really weepy almost every time I watch this. They're adorable. They support each other. They're willing to grow and adapt for each other. They have a real connection with each other. They're happy together. Like look at Craig's smile. How can you not love that?!

Thanks for reading my rambling disjointed nonsense. This episode is always going to be one of my favorites. Tweek and Craig forever. The end. 💜

[bipercabeth]

I've known one of my best friends since we were 13 (we're 23 now) and i was incredibly nervous about coming out to her recently. (We live in different states now)

Long story short, we are both bi and the reason we didn't figure it out until college was because one of us would make a comment about a girl and the other would agree so it never occurred to us that this wasn't Straight Behavior™ until we weren't around each other to back each other up.

Our mutual girl friends never corrected or called us out so they either knew or agreed🤔

oh my god this is everything to me. my best friend in elementary/middle school and i had our gay awakening over the same woman (hello lana parrilla) and never realized that we were saying Extremely Gay Things because we were loners. i feel this in my soul. so proud of u for coming out and i’m so glad it went well! love some oblivious bisexuals 

send me asks about ur friends