#If someone confessed to me like this

[hrtzstargirl]

Sa'yo lang puso ko. (My heart is yours).

Hanni Pham.

Synopsis: You thought it was just her and her friends singing at the back of the classroom, a thing they always do every recess and every day. But soon, you noticed that whenever she sings a love song she's always looking at you, but you brush it off thinking it was nothing. But boy, were you so wrong.

Pairings: non idol!Hanni Pham x fem!reader

Songs: Gitara by Parokya ni Edgar. Sa'yo by Silent Sanctuary LISTEN TO THE SONGS GUYS! I LOVE IT VERY MUCH, it sooo romantic

Warnings/side notes: FLUFF. Classmates to lovers (Don't do it guys, it hurt so bad), Story takes place in a Philippine high school, alr ppl ik, why did I made it like that? Well simply because the song is OPM (Original Pilipino Music) and it fits well in that setting since most high school students found love (yuck, don't mind me I got broken hearted) few tagalog words, don't worry I'll put translation for u guys because I love u and I want you to read it (I just wasn't able to finished that minji fic I was talking abt) that's all, enjoy💙

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The once silent classroom—well except for the teacher speaking—was broken once the teacher said his goodbyes and left.

You sat next to the window, scribbling down notes since you don't want to do it once you got home. Your friend—Wonyoung is too busy fixing up her make up to give a damn about anything.

Rei, on the other hand, is too busy munching food as she watched Wonyoung with a furrowed eyebrows, "I just don't understand why you have to fix your make up every five seconds. It's perfectly fine."

"Ugh, no! If I feel like it's not, then it's not." Wonyoung responded, too busy looking at her hand mirror and fixing her foundation or was it blush?

You don't know since you only glanced at her one time, "Hey! Why are you writing down notes? Wag mo na gawin yan!" (Don't do it!) Rei noticed you.

"Tsk, tinatamad ako gawin sa bahay, dito ko na gagawin." (Tsk, I'm too lazy to do it at home, so I'm doing it here.) You said without turning to look at them.

"Leave her be, she just wants to play games when she got home." Wonyoung snickered.

Rei nodded in response, munching on her snacks. "Hays, gaming talaga priority mo, Y/n," she said with a laugh. (Gaming is really your priority)

Before you could respond, the classroom door swung open, and Hanni walked in, her presence immediately capturing everyone's attention. She scanned the room briefly before her eyes landed on you.

You two locked eyes for a brief moment before Minji bumped into her shoulder 'accidentally', "Ay, sorry bro, hindi kita nakita, liit mo kasi." (I didn't see you, you're small)

Hanni glared at her, walking toward the back of the classroom with her guitar but not without stealing one more glance at you.

You felt a flutter in your chest as Hanni stole one more glance at you before settling at the back of the classroom with her guitar. Her presence always seemed to have an undeniable impact, and you couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more behind those glances.

Every recess, Hanni and her friends would gather at the back of the classroom, their voices harmonizing as they sang their favorite songs. It was a routine you had grown accustomed to, one that provided a pleasant background to your daily activities.

At first, you thought nothing of it. It was just her and her friends, enjoying their time together, singing their hearts out. But as days turned into weeks, you began to notice a pattern. Whenever Hanni sang a love song, her eyes seemed to linger on you, her gaze soft and meaningful. You brushed it off, thinking it was just a coincidence.

But boy, were you so wrong.

Minji looked back at Hanni, then at you, then at Hanni. Something seems to click in her mind because she made a shocked face before letting out a huge grin. She walked over to Hanni quickly, sitting down next to her on the floor as Hanni tune her guitar.

"Bro, alam ko na." (I figured it out/ I know) Minji wiggled her eyebrows at Hanni annoyingly.

Hanni look at her in confusion, "Know what?"

"You like Y/n."

Hanni froze, she slowly turn her head towards Minji with a shocked look on her face. "WHAAT?"

Minji nodded excitedly. "Yeah dude, I figured it out earlier when you glanced at her before coming here at the back. You weren't so subtle you know?"

Hanni's face turned a deep shade of red as she stammered, "N-no, you're mistaken. I just... I mean, it's not like that!"

Minji chuckled, clearly enjoying her friend's embarrassment. "Come on, Hanni. It's obvious. You always look at her when you sing those love songs. Just admit it."

"I'm not admitting anything! I don't like her, you're delusional!"

"Yes you do! Ask Yujin or Minjeong, they also know! They're the reason why I figured it out quickly." Minji said a bit loud, causing a few heads to turn—except yours.

"SHHHH! You talk too loud, they'll hear us." Hanni whispered fiercely, glancing around nervously.

Minji grinned, clearly enjoying Hanni's discomfort. "Relax, no one’s paying attention. But seriously, why don't you just talk to her? What's the worst that could happen?"

Hanni sighed, fiddling with the strings of her guitar. "It's not that simple, Minji. What if she doesn't feel the same way? I don't want to make things awkward between us."

Minji placed a reassuring hand on Hanni's shoulder. "Hey, it's a risk, but it's one worth taking. You might be surprised by how she feels. Just give it a shot."

Hanni glanced over at you, deep in conversation with Rei and Wonyoung, oblivious to the discussion happening at the back of the classroom. She took a deep breath, feeling a mix of anxiety and determination. "Alright, I'll think about it. But no more talking about this here, okay?"

Minji winked at her. "Got it. But remember, I'm rooting for you."

As Hanni watched you laugh with your friends, she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to share her feelings with you openly. Maybe it was time to take a leap of faith and see where her heart would lead.

Without a thought, her hand moved on its own, as Hanni's fingers moved effortlessly across the guitar strings, the familiar tune of "Gitara" by Parokya ni Edgar filled the classroom. Everyone knew this song, and it had a way of captivating anyone who heard it. She began to sing, her voice soft yet filled with emotion.

The strumming of guitar catches your attention because the tune is one of your favorites.

"Bakit pa kailangang magbihis?

Sayang din naman ang porma

Lagi lang namang may sisingit

Sa t'wing tayo'y magkasama"

Hanni's eyes found yours, and for a moment, the world seemed to fall away. She didn't even realize it, but she was looking directly at you as she sang.

"Bakit pa kailangan ng rosas

Kung marami namang mag-aalay sa'yo?

Uupo na lang at aawit

Maghihintay ng pagkakataon"

Her voice conveyed a depth of feeling that resonated with you, making your heart beat a little faster. The lyrics seemed to hold a personal message, one that was meant just for you.

"Hahayaan na lang silang magkandarapa na manligaw sa 'yo

Idadaan na lang kita sa awitin kong ito

Sabay ang tugtog ng gitara

Idadaan na lang sa gitara"

You couldn't tear your gaze away from her, the connection between you both growing stronger with each note. It was as if she was pouring her heart out through the song, hoping you'd understand what she was trying to say.

"Mapapagod lang sa kakatingin

Kung marami namang nakaharang

Aawit na lang at magpaparinig

Ng lahat ng aking nadarama"

The emotions in her voice were palpable, and you felt a mixture of surprise and warmth. Could it be that she had been trying to tell you something all along

"Pagbibigyan na lang silang magkandarapa na manligaw sa'yo

Idadaan na lang kita sa awitin kong ito

Sabay ang tugtog ng gitara

Idadaan na lang sa gitara"

Hanni continued to sing, her eyes never leaving yours. The moment was filled with unspoken words and emotions, the music bridging the gap between your hearts

'Pagbibigyan na lang silang magkandarapa na manligaw sa 'yo

Idadaan na lang kita sa awitin kong ito

Sabay ang tugtog ng gitara

Oh-oh-oh-oh, idadaan na lang"

As the song drew to a close, the room was filled with a charged silence. You could see the vulnerability in Hanni's eyes, too scared and shy to do anything, you stood up following your friends out the classroom. Giving her one more glance and a soft smile before leaving.

"Wow. I was just about to say that you could confess to her in this event the school is holding next week but uhh that could work too? Wait—did it work? I think it didn't" Minji's voice rang beside her.

Hanni sighed, looking down at her guitar. "I don't know, Minji. I couldn't even see her reaction properly. What if she didn't understand what I was trying to say?"

"Well, don't worry, you can do it again! Look here." She placed her phone right in front of Hanni's face, the other girl flinched before glaring at her and taking the phone from her hand.

"Oh, Christmas event?" Hanni asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Yup! It's a new one, you know how they always don't make events like this, it could be a chance to confess properly!" Minji said excitedly.

"Now before you refuse. You couldn't actually. You're one of the people that will perform on stage."

"What? Me?!"

"Yea, Ma'am Santiago already chose you, she said you couldn't back out since you've got the best voice in the class and everyone loves your performances."

Hanni groaned, running a hand through her hair. "I can't believe this. I'm not ready for this kind of pressure, Minji."

Minji laughed, patting Hanni's shoulder. "Relax, Hanni. You've performed plenty of times before, and you've always nailed it. Besides, this is your chance to make your confession extra special. Imagine singing a beautiful song and then telling Y/n how you feel in front of everyone. It's like something out of a movie!"

Hanni sighed, her anxiety mixing with a hint of excitement. "I don't know, Minji. What if I mess up? What if she doesn't feel the same way?"

Minji shook her head, her expression serious. "You won't mess up, Hanni. And even if things don't go exactly as planned, at least you'll know you tried. That's better than never knowing at all."

Taking a deep breath, Hanni nodded. "You're right. I'll do it. I'll make sure my performance is perfect, and I'll use this chance to finally tell Y/n how I feel."

Minji beamed, giving Hanni an encouraging hug. "That's the spirit! Let's start planning your performance and make it unforgettable."

Two figures joined them on the floor, the familiar faces of their friends—Yujin and Minjeong munching on snacks as they settled down beside Hanni and Minji.

"What's up with the serious faces?" Yujin asked, raising an eyebrow as she took a bite of her sandwich.

Minji grinned, gesturing towards Hanni. "Our dear Hanni here is planning a grand confession at the Christmas event."

Minjeong's eyes widened in surprise. "Really? That sounds exciting! Who's the lucky person?"

Hanni sighed, feeling a mix of embarrassment and anticipation. "It's Y/n."

Yujin and Minjeong exchanged knowing looks, both of them nodding in approval. "Good choice," Yujin said with a smile. "Y/n's a great person. But are you ready for this, Hanni?"

Hanni took a deep breath, her determination growing stronger. "I think so. I want to give it my best shot."

Minjeong patted Hanni's back encouragingly. "Don't worry, we're here to support you. We'll help you practice and make sure everything goes smoothly."

Minji chimed in, "Yeah, and we can even help you come up with the perfect song for your confession. It has to be something really special."

Hanni smiled, feeling grateful for her friends' support. "Thank you, guys. With all of you backing me up, I feel more confident."

As they continued to discuss and plan, the anticipation for the upcoming Christmas event grew. Hanni knew that this was her chance to finally express her feelings to you, and with her friends by her side, she felt ready to take that leap.

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It was nice to say that Hanni was shaking, today is the day she's going to confess to you. Well more of a confession via singing a song not exactly like the typical words "Hey, I like you for a long time now, please go out with me?" No, Hanni wasn't a straightforward person; she preferred to do things her own way—through music.

She stood backstage, clutching her guitar, feeling her heart race. The Christmas event was in full swing, and the festive atmosphere did little to calm her nerves. Minji, Yujin, and Minjeong had been by her side all day, offering encouragement and support.

"Remember, Hanni, just breathe and let your music do the talking," Minji said, giving her a reassuring pat on the back.

"You've got this," Yujin added, her smile warm and confident.

Hanni nodded, taking deep breaths to steady herself. The sound of the crowd cheering as the previous act finished echoed through the hall. It was almost her turn.

As Hanni stepped onto the stage, the bright lights momentarily blinded her, but she quickly adjusted. She took a seat on the stool, her guitar resting on her lap, and glanced out at the crowd. Her eyes quickly found you, sitting near the front with your friends, looking up at her with a curious expression.

You didn't expect to see Hanni up on stage with her guitar. No one had mentioned that one of your classmates would be performing. As the spotlight illuminated her, you felt a jolt of surprise and curiosity. What was she going to play?

Hanni took a deep breath, visibly nervous, but as she began to strum her guitar, a familiar tune filled the room. Her voice, soft and melodic, resonated through the hall, and you recognized the song immediately. It's your favorite song—one that tugged at your heartstrings with every note. Sa'yo by Silent Sanctuary.

"Minsan, oo, minsan, hindi

Minsan, tama, minsan, mali

Umaabante, umaatras

Kilos mong namimintas"

As she sang, her eyes remained locked on you. The connection was palpable, and the lyrics seemed to be a heartfelt confession.

"Kung tunay nga ang pag-ibig mo

Kaya mo bang isigaw?

Iparating sa mundo"

You felt your heart racing. Was she singing this just for you?

"Tumingin sa 'king mata

Magtapat ng nadarama

'Di gustong ika'y mawala

Dahil handa akong ibigin ka

Kung maging tayo

Sa'yo lang ang puso ko"

As Hanni's voice filled everyone's ears, the sincerity and depth of her performance were undeniable. The music carried her emotions, and you couldn't help but be drawn in.

"Walang ibang tatanggapin

Ikaw at ikaw pa rin

May gulo ba sa 'yong isipan?

'Di tugma sa nararamdaman"

Each verse seemed to echo her unspoken feelings, revealing a side of Hanni you had never seen before.

"Kung tunay nga ang pag-ibig mo"

You watched, captivated, as Hanni poured her heart out through the song.

"Tumingin sa 'king mata

Magtapat ng nadarama

'Di gustong ika'y mawala

Dahil handa akong ibigin ka

Kung maging tayo"

The next part is where everyone sings their heart out, the part where your heart almost jumps out your chest.

"Kailangan ba kitang iwasan?

Sa t'wing lalapit, may paalam

Iba'ng anyo sa karamihan

Iba rin 'pag tayo

Iba rin 'pag tayo lang, ahh"

The drums kick in, and Hanni's voice picks up, transforming the slow, beautiful melody into something more intense and emotional.

"Tumingin sa 'king mata

Magtapat ng nadarama

'Di gustong ika'y mawala

Dahil handa akong ibigin ka

Kung maging tayo (kung maging tayo)

Kung maging tayo (kung maging tayo)

Kung maging tayo

Sa 'yo na ang puso ko"

As the song reached its powerful conclusion, you felt a rush of emotions that left you breathless. The entire room seemed to vibrate with the intensity of Hanni's performance. The music had bridged the gap between your hearts, and you knew in that moment that her feelings were genuine and deep.

Minji appeared beside you, a wide grin on her face. "Hi! Come with me." She didn't even let you respond before grabbing your hand and dragging you up onto the stage.

"Hey-what?" you exclaimed, bewildered as you found yourself standing next to Hanni, who looked equally surprised.

Minji gave you a playful push towards Hanni. "Well, since you two clearly have some feelings to sort out, I thought you might appreciate a little nudge," she said with a wink.

It feels awkward with everyone's intense and confuse stares directed at you two.

"Minji, this wasn't part of the plan!" Hanni whispered-yelled, her cheeks burning bright red.

Minji just grinned, completely unfazed by the attention. "Relax, Hanni. Sometimes plans change, and this is one of those moments," she said, giving Hanni a reassuring pat on the back.

You couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed too, but seeing Hanni's flushed face made you want to ease her nerves. "It's okay, Hanni," you said softly, squeezing her hand gently. "So what's going on?"

You glanced at Hanni, whose cheeks were flushed with a mix of nerves and excitement. She took a deep breath, her eyes locking onto yours. "Y/n, I... I just wanted to say that the song I sang was for you. Everything I felt, everything I wanted to express, was in those lyrics."

"It uhm, means that I uh... Like you for a very long time, I know I wasn't subtle, those times we were singing at the back, those love songs was meant for you, I don't know if you've felt it.

Your heart swelled with emotion, "Hanni, I felt it. Your music spoke to me in a way words never could. Trust me, I wanted to talk to you about that but you did it first. And I want you to know that I feel the same way."

The crowd around you erupted in cheers and applause, but in that moment, all you could focus on was Hanni. She smiled, her eyes shimmering with happiness.

"Really? You do?" Hanni asked, her voice trembling with emotion.

"Of course, that song is my favorite," you continued, your smile growing wider. "And hearing you sing it made it even more special. It felt like you were speaking directly to my heart."

Hanni's face lit up with happiness, her eyes shimmering with emotion. "I'm so glad you felt that way, Y/n. I put all my feelings into that song, hoping you would understand."

You nodded, feeling a sense of warmth and connection. "I did, Hanni. And I want you to know that I'm grateful you had the courage to share it with me. Your music really speaks volumes."

You cupped her cheeks gently, staring into her eyes. The world around you seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in a moment of pure connection. Hanni's eyes, filled with hope and emotion, looked back at you with a depth that took your breath away.

"Hanni," you whispered, your voice trembling slightly with emotion. "I've never felt this way before. Thank you for sharing your heart with me."

Hanni's lips curved into a soft smile, her eyes glistening with tears of happiness. "I'm so glad you feel the same way, Y/n. This means everything to me."

You leaned in closer, your foreheads touching, both of you basking in the warmth of the moment. The festive lights of the event cast a gentle glow around you, making the scene feel even more magical.

With a tender smile, you closed the distance between you, your lips meeting in a soft, heartfelt kiss. The world seemed to stand still as you both shared this intimate moment, the culmination of all the emotions and unspoken words that had brought you to this point.

The crowd around you erupted in cheers and applause, but in that moment, all that mattered was the connection between you and Hanni. The kiss was a promise of the beautiful love story that was just beginning, a story that would be remembered long after the music had faded.

This moment became the happiest day of your entire life.

[opikiquu]

iknow my comics are ugly please just hear me out

[cthulhum]

does anyone realize how crazy it is to have the actor of a mostly headcanoned queer ship say the fans were never crazy and they were right all along after 10+ years of everyone just absolutely going nuts over the said queerbaited ship

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Look what we've become.

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[heyhanibee]

courting dance♡

[killrisma]

I don’t understand the concept of sex as the natural progression of romance. I understand having sex, I understand how it can be romantic, I just don’t understand how it is seen as the only course that romance takes.

Like love confessions immediately turning to sex is always so ???????? to me. Like ok get it I guess but how did we get here???

[proshipconfessions]

Not proship but proship adjacent and I hate when people say "proshitters". Are you fucking 5??? It just sounds like calling someone a poopyhead. It's worse when it's a grown ass adult saying it.

———

[myheadphonesareneverloudenough]

logically Ted is probably the worlds worst caregiver. i mean look at his outfit in tgwdlm. he can’t even dress himself never mind raise another human being.

logically Pete lives with their parents and Ted is moved out. Pete talks about his dad in npmd. Ted is still around because he drives Pete to camp in ac. but Pete is definitely still parented by the unnamed Spankoffski parents.

logically.

however. it’s sure fun as fuck to think about Pete and Ted living together. to think about a universe where the Spankoffski parents aren’t in the picture anymore and Ted is left as the only role model Pete has left. it’s not logical but it sure makes me happy.

[rwby-confess]

Confession #140

[sideblogdotjpeg]

ive been thinking about the red string superstition recently and also sol bufo always and it makes me sick how uncannily caldwell tanner has made sol to perfectly target me personally

(+ cropped versions !)

[forsoobado137]

Recently got dragged back into the fandom and I like your take on the reveal stuff! I always had a soft spot for em, and I was wondering what other headcanons you had for America? Or maybe if you see him as this unshippable character that's just a bro to everyone lol

America was literally MADE for fame. He loves making public appearances, being on TV, and posting on social media. He's always doing something crazy, whether it be climbing the Statue of Liberty, or trying to build a rocket in his backyard.

America makes all kinds of posts. They usually involve memes, comics, superhero shows, dangerous stunts, or jokes about trending topics. His instagram is a mix between "Official pictures", gym pics, parties, and selfies with other nations. Whenever he posts a picture with England, it's a common trend to find England's POV on his instagram and compare the two contrasting attitudes.

He also has a cooking series on YouTube and Tiktok (That Canada usually co-stars in). It's basically become a matter of "Which foreign dish will he bastardize this week?" He's a good cook, but everything he makes is extremely American. A lot of his other videos involve him trying to rope Canada into trying a dumb challenge together. America also does viral dances. He thinks those videos are popular because people like his dance skills. But they're actually popular because he's a hottie. He's completely oblivious to that fact.

America is so meme-ified that it's a little jarring to see him carrying out official duties. There are some people who tweeted stuff like "Why is Alfred with Obama?!" before realizing he's literally the NP and not just a funny American dude. I imagine this has always been the case, like when America fought in WWI, people were like "Oh damn I see you".

As for your last sentence, you're kinda right 🤣 I personally see him as aromantic. But also see him as someone who enjoys getting laid, so I ship him in that way. But I'm not telling you who I ship him with because it's a secret shhhh...

[drenched-in-sunlight]

A little comic I did for an AU where Arquebus captured 621 right after the Ice Worm mission and they never managed to escape.

Freud and Snail who captured a scavenger bird.

Rusty who did not get the chance to confess.

621 who did not remember a single thing.

vögelchen means little bird.

I feel dumb posting the comic without even posting my design of Freud and Snail yet so I include them at the end.

[dreadfuldevotee]

literally atp my main desire for iwtv going forward is that they dont tone down the fact that everyone is obsessed with eachother. Yes, because thats how 70 percent of the plot happens in the first place but also because im so petty and the "who is in love with who" arguing makes me want to shoot this place up

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Why are you running?

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[s-aint-elmo]

*twirling my hair* do you have some good yuri manga recs?

(lying on my stomach and kicking my feet) i'm SO glad you asked!

to preface this i'll be excluding better-known yuri or yuri that's recently gotten its flowers (whether thru virality or adaptations) (e.g. in love with the villainess, love bullet, bloom into you, etc. etc.) and will instead be recc'ing works i don't often encounter in the wild. some will be more well-known than others, but all of these i've enjoyed and would encourage others to check out! under the cut because. this got. so long. i heart yuri <3

multi-chapter

the princess of sylph (ongoing; self-publishing): plot-heavy fantasy yuri between a bereaved princess with the aura of a thousand sad hamsters and a persistent nun whose silliness conceals a deep well of trauma. gushed about it plenty here. i recommend starting with the serialized version, the proceeding to the twitter version + extras. cw: blood, violence, dismemberment (nothing too graphic, more standard monster-fighting fare).

i love amy (completed): school loner strikes an unlikely friendship with the girl known (and feared) for her violent tendencies and single-minded obsession with the school prince. cute but striking and skilled art with a surprisingly nuanced handling of trauma and neurodivergence. cw: attempted child murder, animal death (non-graphic). there are also depictions of standard yandere fare (kidnapping, torture basements) but they're always presented comedically.

i see you, aizawa-san! (ongoing): girl who steadfastly pretends not to see ghosts meets one she just can't seem to ignore: a deceased classmate and former j-pop idol, who has taken to haunting their classroom. ft. art that harkens back to classic shoujo and a supernatural mystery centred on the relationship between the two leads--that one of them can't seem to remember. cw: blood, body horror.

school zone girls (on hiatus): slice of life yuri comedy ft. a massive interconnected web of girls spanning at least three schools. it juggles gut-busting comedy with genuine heartfelt moments of character growth and connection and expresses it all through a solid, dynamic art style. the sprawling cast also makes for incredible outsider pov moments that lets us really appreciate how far some characters have gotten. this genuinely motivated me to revamp how i approached ensemble casts for my ocs.

brides of iberis (completed): wedding planner unenthusiastic about her engagement falls in love with a bride she's taken as a client. bittersweet but deeply loving; and so compassionate to each and every character, even the men the female leads have relationships with. cw: infidelity.

destroy it all and love me in hell! (ongoing): model student finds her miserable, tightly controlled life unraveling after being blackmailed by the class truant into indulging her ugliest impulses. toxic yuri extravaganza eleganza between two girls desperate for escape and the catharsis of fucking! shit! up!!! also hits that sweet sweet "love triangle as a conflict of ideals" beat. cw: blackmail, coercion, bullying, violence, emotional abuse, physical abuse, verbal abuse, adult/minor relationship.

yuri is forbidden for the yuri otaku (completed): passionate himejoshi enrolls in an all-girls private school to observe class s yuri in action, but never to engage in it herself--at least, until a misunderstanding wins her the resident gyaru's heart. a surprisingly poignant exploration of being queer in a repressive society and experiencing your queerness through the safety of unobtainable fantasy.

the superstar idol crushes on me today too (ongoing): failed idol-slash-middling radio personality finds an unwanted superfan in the country's biggest superstar. explores the merit of pursuing your artistic passions in the face of repeated failure, and what makes an emotional anchor in the fraught seas of showbiz. they are also just so so funny. what if i emphatically declare you my rival in show business but you've been in love with me since you saw me in a cooking show as a child actor and you take any excuse to spend time with me and have my attention with blinding enthusiasm

normality and monsters (ongoing): outcast weirdo witnesses the class idol devour their homeroom teacher in one bite and begs to be trained in the art of appearing normal. the art is snappy and charismatic, the monster design is properly grotesque, and the friendship of convenience between the two leads teeters between overcoming the monster's nature and just being a prelude to the monster acquiring a new meatsuit. cw: blood, gore, death, body horror.

a monster wants to eat me (ongoing): suicidal girl meets carnivore mermaid who promises to eat her if she develops a desire to live. it's been a while since i read this one, but the monster designs are once again sick as fuck and the drama of being cared for by a creature that finds you tantalizing is sooo juicy. cw: suicidal ideation, blood, gore, violence, body horror.

liar satsuki can see death (completed): high schooler who can see corpses before the death occurs strives to save as many lives as possible despite being branded a liar by the entire student body. this and ryouko's other manga, a walk to death, are pretty banging declarations on the value of living ironically (or maybe aptly) wrapped in so much death. blanket cw for blood, gore and death bc i tell you every mini-arc somebody dies in a fun new way and we'd be here all day if we listed them out.

anthology:

i'm the villainess but i'm being captured by the heroine?!: an anthology featuring heroines of otome games swerving hard and sweeping the villainess off her feet. i am such a sucker for villainess yuri. mean women forever. my favourite chapters are vol. 1 ch.1 and vol. 2 chs. 1 and 4.

honourable mentions:

my idol sits the next desk over! (completed): loner idol otaku ends up deskmates with her oshi and between jealous sabotage from a rival stan and the herculean task of acting normal around your fave, lands herself in the first and closest friend group of her life. one girl does explicitly have romantic feelings for another girl, but i bumped it down here because it isn't explored to the extent it could have been. it felt like it was setting up a slow burn only to end abruptly. do not recommend if you want a love story, do recommend if you want lonely people forging deep and enduring bonds of friendship.

the one within the villainess (ongoing): the villainess of an otome game reawakens for her condemnation and sets off on a path of vengeance for the sake of the beloved transmigrator who's occupied her body for years. it's ostensibly het, but to hear the way that the villainess speaks of her transmigrator, the first person to love her wholeheartedly and wish for her happiness and so inadvertently prevent her from becoming the hollow bitter woman she originally grew into...... like. that is yuri. like what if i knew your life in its entirety and loved you for it and i found myself in the position to give you the happiness i always wished for you to have. what if we wrote fix-it fic for each other on the fabric of the universe. what if we never even had a conversation but we knew each other the best and loved each other most. and we were both girls. do you understand why i'm insane about them. cw: blood, gore, violence.

[sharess-festhall]

This may be mildly controversial and i apologize in advance: I really don’t like how I've seen some people say that Minsc couldn’t possibly be a romance option, specifically because he's too dumb, and wouldn’t understand consent.

Like, I don't even want to romance him personally, but that’s a very infantilizing thing to say about a grown adult, and also it's just factually incorrect. There are a few lines in (I believe) BG2 that suggest the opposite, there is a potential language barrier issue that might make communicating in Common harder for him in general (with him being from Rashemen and being bilingual, his true level of intelligence is at best murky), plus, according to the lore, he’s the way he is because he suffered significant head trauma in the past, so the whole supposition also has this really gross ableist twinge that I just really don't like. (Also, if one sincerely holds the belief that Minsc's brain injury makes it so that he can't understand consent, I hope that they also believe the same about every Durge character, just for the sake of logical consistency.)

Besides, on top of all of that… have you guys ever tried to hit on him? It could partially be Mercer having fun with the delivery, but those are not the words of a man who doesn’t understand what he’s talking about. No, he absolutely sounds like he's saying those lines with a wink and a nudge, and using being seen as dumb to tease the player, and make fun of them.

My headcanon is that he’s perfectly aware of Tav’s eyes on him, he knows very well the effect he has on them, and he’s just having fun playing at ignorance.