#Like king this is normal fandom behavior

[sir-meows-a-lot]

every month or so my twin gets obsessed with a fictional man (As dubbed: White Boy of The Month) and changes their pfp on TikTok to a bbg edit of said character.

let’s just say I’ve influenced her and now their White Boy for now is Evan/HABIT (though they say with her chest that he doesn’t like habit at all. I have my doubts) He likes him (/them cus plural cus two different people??? Whatever) so much that she made not one, but TWO bbg edits.

These are those edits:

Such talent, yeah?

[haliteatiger]

Happy Werewolf Wednesday, ya'll! We're serving up a big pot of tea tonight so get those cups ready!

Special thanks to Blackbackedjackal and King for their help in putting this together, editing, and especially to Jackal for being so supportive and encouraging. I'm very much not normally the type to do call-out posts, but people need to be aware of Dogblud, as she has hurt, not only myself, but quite a few others as well, and seems to have somehow gotten away with behaving like this for 20-odd years. I'm of the mind she shouldn't be allowed to do so any more, hence this post.

TL;DR - Beware of Dogblud, aka Ashryn, aka DogofBlud, aka ThatDogMagic. Very, very long post under the cut.

With everything happening with DogBlud and Blackbackedjackal's studio, I felt emboldened to come forward with my own experiences with her. This is something I've been carrying around since it happened roughly 2 years ago. It was one of the main reasons that put me off drawing werewolves, my own characters, or engaging any more in the fandom. I've hinted at it a few times but I've never had the energy to come forward and deal with the fall out. I wanted to move on with the rest of my life because IRL was more important than online drama. And I knew her behavior would come back to bite her sooner or later, regardless of what I did. 

It's been very validating to see that I was right.

It was around the time that Blud and I became friends that I was feeling a bit burnt out on werewolves. I'd been trying to pull together my own werewolf-related project for something close to 12 years. The past 4 years had also been pretty draining on me creatively and socially, as it had for a lot of artists with regards to the pandemic. I also had some IRL things I was dealing with: mainly with my marriage and transitioning between medications to manage my anxiety + bipolar.

Unfortunately, I didn't have the foresight to screenshot everything at the time. I do have logs from back when we roleplayed together. There are several conversations in them but because they were saved as text documents, they're pretty dubious in terms of solid evidence. 

It would have been better if I had taken screenshots as it was happening, rather than just saving the logs. With what I *do* have, however, I feel as though it may be enough to make the point that I'm trying to make, and to exhibit how horrible things got.

I'll provide some context.

I had talked with Blud on and off over the years, and we had always gotten along. We had a lot in common and after we had started talking more, our friendship eventually grew into a collaborative project. We were going to combine our stories and write a comic based on it. We had a lot of discussions on how Blud was reticent to do this in the beginning and how she wanted a contract to be made up so that in the event that something *did* happen, we could both walk away feeling like it was handled fairly.

Honestly, I should have listened to the first alarm that went off in my brain, when, in an act of ominous foreboding she said something along the lines of don't be so sure, it could happen. It was in response to me being like "we're getting along so well and share so much of a bond right now. I can't fathom that being a problem!" 

The contract never materialized. It was something we had decided to do *after* we had put together something of a prototype project to see how well we worked together. It made complete sense to me at the time as we were both eager to focus on the fun parts of writing and drawing together.

It was decided that I would be the lead artist (doing coloring and final lines) while Blud would do everything else (which was inking, layouts, and the majority of the writing). The both of us felt that she had more experience in those areas. I also believed that she had a better knack for it as well. I had felt that she had a better understanding of story structure than myself. And I thought that Blud had felt the same way about my art. That I had the experience to take point on that. 

Since I had collaborated with other artists and writers before, I attempted to approach the project with the same sort of professionalism I always do. Especially the projects that I genuinely thought stood a chance of being published in the future. We had started out trying to get a feel for each other's flows and rhythms. I had expected Blud to try and meet me in the middle of where our processes would potentially differ from one another, so that we could develop a fairly smooth workflow.

I had also expected, according to our discussions on the matter, that we would value each other's opinions on things and take them into consideration. We had such good synchronicity already.

In the beginning, there wasn't any unusual behavior that caught my attention. Blud was a bit uncomfortable with trying out new things but I did my best to accommodate her so that our project could move forward without too much turbulence. She had also mentioned to me before that she was autistic, and since my husband is also autistic, I knew how difficult it could be when it came to adapting to new routines. But when it was time for her to deliver the first set of layouts, it wasn't at all what I expected.

What I had expected was something with margins, clearly marked boxes, and figures that I could do rough lines over. I also expected notes that confirmed what we had discussed earlier about the project; that way I knew what she wanted or if there would be any changes. She took offense to this, feeling like I was violating our agreement. Though Blud did try to give me space with regards to the actual art, and while she would offer criticisms here and there, I trusted her opinion as an artist and as a friend. But apparently that didn't go both ways. In fact, Blud seemed to be offended that I expected more from her.

Blud agreed to concede. She suddenly seemed fine with the changes that I had asked for after seeing the layouts. I guess she was feeling overstimulated by the change and I might have been applying too much of a critical tone to her responses to begin with. I have had to deal with rejection sensitivity throughout my life and it's certainly prompted me to approach what people say to me online with a bit of scrutiny (sometimes too much).

And while I was mildly annoyed, although admittedly I was more concerned with Blud's overall reaction to my asking for clarification about several things in the layouts, I let it go. But it seemed like there was a problem. The majority of my ideas were either rejected or outright overridden with Blud convincing me that my faulty memory had made me unable to remember what we had agreed upon. Or that I might have been misremembering in my own favor.

There was one time where we were discussing a monster's design. Blud had already decided to settle on one design that she had come up with, even as I continued to offer other suggestions. The story was to take place in my setting, so I was under the impression that I got to decide what kind of creatures should populate it. The conversation ended somewhat ambiguously. I had assumed that we'd come to a solid conclusion later. 

I came back the next day and it turned out that we were using her design because that was what we had decided on. "Don't you remember? You really need to do something about that faulty memory of yours, Tek. I can't be doing this for you all the time."

At which point, Blud would go back and meticulously scour the conversation until she managed to find a set of lines that would make it seem as though I had 100% agreed. Even when I tried to explain that I had meant something else, she took it as an affront on her inability to understand nuances due to her autism.

I admit that my memory isn't that greatest at times, but I've never had anyone complain about it before. And none of my friends have ever minded providing reminders to me if I did misremember something incorrectly. We all forget stuff at times, right? It's *still* something that I'm self-conscious about because (like a lot of people with ADHD) my memory seems selective at times. This was, apparently, a problem that I needed to manage. 

And even as I'm remembering these incidents to the best of my ability, I've already spent so much time recounting all of this to friends. I feel confident in my recollection. There are some details that may overlap or become entwined with other things, but it all basically tells the same story. Especially in conjunction with what's been said by others. You're free to take it as hearsay since I do not have screenshots to back this up.

I will mention (since I've been told it's something that Blud has taken particular interest in) that at one point, I did have a crush on her. I was having some problems IRL, and it was nice to have someone whom I felt actually understood me. I also felt like I saw a lot of myself in her. I think that, at one point, I did describe her as the kind of "girlfriend" I would want. Blud seemed to indicate the feeling was mutual.

Between our collaborative partnership and all of the details we shared about our lives, it did feel like an intimate relationship at times. I had no intentions of pursuing it. We were not compatible in our romantic and sexual identities, and I had no intention of leaving my current partner for her.

I had begun to notice red flags, even if I wasn't ready to accept them yet.

I've had experience with abusive relationships in the past but they were in person, and not online. I knew what to look out for and yet I was being willfully ignorant about our friendship. I wanted to give Blud the benefit of the doubt. I wanted the project to work *so* badly that I was willing to work with her increasing demands as the months went by.

I had no idea that those demands would change into, quite literal, temper tantrums. It would then trigger my fawning response which was due to an abusive family situation that I had dealt with before I moved to Canada. The tactic was this: concede to someone until there was a time that they either understood reason or I had the chance to use it against them if necessary.

I started to take screenshots. I wish that I had taken a lot more of them so that everyone could get a better idea of what was happening. I did go back and manage to record the majority of the first outburst. It was the first inkling I had that Blud wasn't playing with a full deck of cards. I knew that that would be one of the first conversations that she would promptly delete. And consequently, I was right.

This assortment of screenshots will exhibit the first serious confrontation that Blud had with me. I am absolutely *not* proud of how I handled this. I was literally panicking at the time and doing whatever I could to get her to calm down. Because I have a temper that can look similar to this in person, I knew that I had to wait until the post-tantrum clarity would hit Blud. I tried my best to not lose my own temper in turn but looking back, I feel that I came off as sounding too timid.

I didn't want to ruin this project.

I wanted to make a comic with an individual that I admired and respected as a fellow artist. And, with me not knowing how to respond, my main priority was to not make things any worse than they already were.

Below is the conversation in its entirety:

I had taken this screenshot on my phone after I had stepped away to compose myself. Blud had handled the confrontation and criticism with a reasonable amount of apprehension. But what had not occurred to me was that I could have said something that would remind her of past experiences with a roleplaying group.

It was something that had evidently scarred Blud for life.

I took away the wrong things from what she had told me, choosing to focus on the aspects of the "betrayal" that had appeared to bother her the most. And in hindsight, I did not see the correlation. I was genuinely apologetic that I had hurt her feelings.

But I *will* critique Blud for her poor handling of the situation. Whether or not I had hurt her feelings, no one is entitled to act like this or claim that this is what attempting to resolve a problem should look like.

I wasn't sure on how to initially respond to Blud. It had been ages since I'd had to deal with someone flying off the handle like that.

The following screenshots are where the conversation picked up, after she had already deleted the above message:

We had weathered the "storm" and after Blud calmed down, she was ready to communicate. There was a part of me that was genuinely sincere when I apologized to her. I did mean it when I said that I had no intentions of hurting her and that I hadn't considered how my statement would sound to her.

I had hoped that this had been a stress response due to factors outside of our collaboration. And especially when I took into account how she had interacted with me in the past. I knew that Blud had a lot going on IRL, and that she had already put a considerable amount of energy into this project.

I had taken her meltdown more personally than she could perceive that I would, because this was something that was acceptable to her. She had a "condition" that would absolve her of these abhorrent meltdowns and I needed to get used to them if we were going to continue working on that project together.

I was shaking the entire time we were typing in the chat.

I was sincere in my responses. I really did want to work things out with Blud and give her the benefit of the doubt. I could have been taking the things that she said too personally or maybe I had been reading too much into the situation. Was there a chance that I could have been misreading her outburst? I tried my best to keep an open mind though I was still somewhat baffled by the fact that she would have meltdowns as often as she did.

I confided in my husband and some other friends about the situation. They were also bewildered by Blud's actions.

By this point, I was struggling with the reality that this collaboration was most likely *not* going to work out but I still wanted to try. I still cared about Blud. We would still hang out together and talk about things like music, our characters, or our stories.

While I did have the foresight to go back and screenshot this section, I wasn't fast enough to get screenshots of everything else that I will be going over. Blud *did* admit to going back and deleting certain exchanges due to a mixture of shame; not wanting to look at them when she would scroll through our conversations. 

In retrospect, it was very telling.

And even after that meltdown, I still enjoyed the friendship that I had with her. I kept my guard up but I was willing to make compromises on her behalf if it resulted in better communication between the two of us. Blud made me promise to immediately tell her if I had a problem with something. I also agreed to keep notes of our conversations.

It worked for the most part.

In the end though, it became apparent that Blud wasn't willing to do the same for me (even after we had an extended conversation about it). I then realized that I had been tasked with basically *managing* her autism for her. I was already busy with my supposedly "bad memory" at the time; and Blud was more than ready to scroll back up through our conversations to cherry-pick a line or two of text to remind me of what was said earlier.

Because, for her, circumstances couldn't ever change. If they did, it would mean that Blud had lost control of the situation and that she was in the wrong. She could *not* be in the wrong. 

And if she was in the wrong? It would take solid evidence, three witnesses, and a court of law to prove it.

She had two other major meltdowns after this. I managed to step away from communicating with her through one of them and I don't remember the other meltdown lasting very long. She immediately deleted the texts of both of those instances before I could take screenshots of them.

It seemed like I could do nothing right when it came to Blud, no matter the lengths I would go to accommodate her. I knew that it was a common tactic used by abusers. I finally accepted that our partnership wasn't going to work out and I began thinking about an exit strategy. The final straw was when she began to expect me to be at her beck and call.

I had promised that I would be there for her, within reason, and I was willing to offer reassurances whenever she would ask me for them. The promise had been made back when we had first started to talk to one another with more frequency, before Blud had shown me her true colors. I would end up completely underestimating just how badly she would need reassurance.

To be frank, I underestimated a lot about Blud in the beginning.

I would end up mentioning that I enjoyed my space in several different conversations with her. That there was a chance that I might be offline for several days so I could take care of things IRL and recharge my social batteries. I'm somewhat of a recluse. And an adult who enjoys things that aren't online.

She said that it was fine.

I became incredibly anxious when I would talk to Blud, especially after her somewhat abrupt change in personality.

I then attempted to put my foot down about boundaries and this is what she had to say:

I decided to walk away for a bit and I came back after I had had some time to think things over. This wasn't healthy for either of us. I wrote a couple of sentences to say goodbye to Blud before I blocked her. I knew that my actions would probably infuriate her. She had told me in the past that she *hated* not being able to have the final word... which she was able to do through email:

“And I'm not letting you pretend you have control over the situation, or the high ground. You distinctly have neither. But since you're determined to stick to your 'principles' on this, I've decided to make it easier for you.”

She thought that she was absolved of all sins just because I had said that I would stand by her at her worst. And at the time that I said that, I had no idea that her worst would be her trying everything possible to protect her boundaries while stomping all over mine. It didn't matter what she said or how often she would apologize when I would confront her. She kept doing it.

I admit that I wasn't perfect in this situation either.

There were times when I was condescending, critical, or downright mean when I talked to Blud because that was the way I had felt when she was talking to me. I soon realized that it didn't matter either way. I could have been using the friendliest tone imaginable and she still would have perceived it as either mocking or dismissive on my end. There were even a few times where I would preface my explanations with an advisory “please know that I am not attacking you and try to read this in an understanding tone,”etc. I would then post an explanation I had spent hours picking at to ensure that there was no way she could misinterpret the intent. Even so, she still read the majority of what I said as criticism and would take it to heart.

I never expected Blud to do something that made her uncomfortable; nor did I expect her to overextend herself when it came to our project. I would go out of my way to make sure everything was fine when we would talk about it. I only expected mutual respect in return.

When we would get into discussions (arguments), she would never attempt to understand my point of view or let me explain myself. It would have made it about me when it should have been about Blud and her needs. She sometimes would agree to come to a compromise about something, but only if I would admit that I was in the wrong.

I know that if Blud was to look at these screenshots, she'd be incredulous that I'm trying to distract from the horrible things that *I* did. And those horrible things that I did? I tried my best to work with her.

It wasn't just her poor teamwork that bothered me. It was her attitude and the lack of respect that she showed me. She would never ask me to clarify something that I said; always assuming that it was a criticism against her. I can only speculate that Blud did not want to hear about how any of this was her fault, like in the email she sent me.

I don't know if I was actually her friend at any point. Friends make efforts to understand one another. Ideally, they’d want their friendships to continue, and they would want everyone to be getting along and having fun. She seemed to actively defy that.

I would argue that things like this don't just happen in a vacuum. There's almost always a reason for such things, but it's honestly a mystery to me as to where this vitriol comes from. I don't know why Blud sees monsters in every word, especially if they come from a  "friend". 

I've seen her viscously mock herself during meltdowns; it seems like she hates herself and expects everyone else to hate her too. I think that she wants it to be the truth, so that it validates the feelings she has about herself. The behavior patterns that I'd been exposed to are consistent with the idea that Blud is seeking confirmation about the personal assumptions she has about herself. It's what makes her so volatile to those around her. Yet, she refuses to break the cycle.

I hope that she can make that choice in the future but at this point, I'm not holding my breath.

[greenhappyseed]

Extremely belated MHA 392 leak reactions:

Young Himiko’s parents thought she wasn’t normal, so they tried to use quirk counseling to force her to fit in. Sounds a lot like the Aoyamas.

Except the Togas repeatedly say their daughter is not normal until they reach their breaking point and say she’s not human. Holy shit, denying their CHILD’S humanity to her face is a whole new level of horror. Toya’s parents denied him attention and Tomura’s parents denied him his dreams, but Himiko’s parents denied her existence as a person.

It makes me so sad that Himiko felt she wanted to drink blood and nobody else does. That just can’t be true! We know Stain licks blood and Vlad King can manipulate his own blood, so even if Himiko’s quirk is a mutation or rare, there have to be others out there. That’s the quirk counseling she needed.

Himiko remains haunted by the “mask” she wore, which broke when she killed her middle school crush, Saito (who looked like Izuku). She was then forced to run away from home. In other words, inside Himiko’s head, she’s agreeing with her parents that the “real” mask-less Himiko is a killer. A monster. She loves being full of love, but she’s resigning herself to being a villainous inhuman. She tried to escape what she is and be free but got “caught” (her greatest fear) by her lack of humanity.

Okay, I really wasn’t expecting Kamui Woods to pop up again. Definitely not on my bingo card!!

Clones of Tsu and Jiro appear, meaning the Twices aren’t JUST Twices. They’re clones of Toga-as-Twice and can independently drink blood and transform?!?!???

The real Tsu explains to Himiko what Ochako is trying to do. Tsu even reflects on her pre-Kamino behavior that she later recanted. Himiko may not realize it, but Tsu is saying that righteous feelings DO matter. Damn the man, save Empire Records Himiko Toga.

Then Tsu says that understanding is harder than arresting or killing people. I’m excited for the official translation here, and I’m hoping Tsu is saying that BOTH heroes and villains are wrong.

Himiko doesn’t listen and just stabs Ochako, making her spit blood. However, Himiko doesn’t seem to delight in seeing bloody Ochako the same way she swooned over bloody Izuku. That’s how we know something is very, very wrong. Himiko says she doesn’t feel the same joy as everyone else, and it sounds like she’s completely lost her lust for life.

I’m aware there some fandom swirl? Controversy? Over a panel of Himiko grabbing Ochako. Idk, I won’t look until Sunday, so I’m not weighing in on that rn.

[tetsunabouquet]

hi :) ok, just watching shaman king 2021 in 2024 recently so the fandom seems gone LOL and I have doubts thanks to the spin-offs. in shaman king marcos; marco was shy and victim of bullying and luchist saw good in him, adopted him and gave him a happy childhood (luchist doesn't seem an abuser) so how a shy bullied kid became a violent abuser adult? luchist said he was disciplined? does it means marco hit kids for not doing homework?

hao used to be good and became bad later in life, so can't stop thinking marco became bad 'cause of his hate for hao and his wish to get revenge, hate changes people. maybe he started abusing kids in search of the perfect weapon to kill hao and found it in jeanne, plus, living a big lie without nobody to share with, it must have driven mad, he lost it when yoh said he was the leader. so he was well aware of his lie.

hao wasn't a murderer, pain and human idiocy changed him.

and it may explain why luchist abandoned marco? luchist always wanted to join hao, but created x laws for marco, he was supposed to be a great father and left his son suddenly, maybe he couldn't see how bad marco became and couldn't kill him.

ren and chocolove did bad things and changed to good, so good people can change to bad. tamao changed too, she used to be shy and kind, now does she hit hana?

sorry, I'm just late to the party, 3 years late LOL not sure whether to watch shaman king flowers, it seems canceled and don't want to be in cliffhanger and have to wait 20 years more.

thanks for replying to my annoying questions LOL

Hao and Marco's childhoods are incomparable so they don't make for good comparisons. Hating someone with a burning passion doesn't suddenly turns people into (child) abusers. Sure it corrupts people, but corruption only ever shows what was already under someone's surface. With the attitude of the church at this time, it is very likely that Marco already picked up that behavior far before Hao came around. Hao was very much a murderer! He killed people, humans and shamans alike. That's the very definition of a murderer. Pain and trauma which isn't idiocy had twisted him into a murderer. A sobby backstory doesn't excuses away that he as someone who is mentally an adult throughout the entire story, killed plenty of innocents.

Ren, Joco and even the Shaft gang hadn't reached psychological maturity and never knew any better which is why I don't consider them the same as Hao. Adults should know better, and Hao still performed heinous crimes. You do know of Tamao's her arc into becoming a legendary gangster in her teens is one of the things Takei hasn't expanded upon, right? She and Ryu alike are probably more accustomed to tough love then gentle love. Yoh's dad literally slapped children, have you forgotten about that? We do have to take into account that corporal punishment is still much more common in Japan as it is in the West. It's more normalized over there as about 70% of Japanese children still get spanked at home. We do have to take account how certain cultures and time periods in Marco's case, normalize child abuse. It doesn't make it right, but at this point with the numerous examples we have seen, it's very clear that Takei himself is amongst those who believe in abusing children which is one of my issues with the franchise. PS: Whilst the 2021 is superior in terms of following the manga, I've been part of the fandom since the original anime aired. The Shaman King fandom has pretty much always been comatose. Welcome to the club. PPS: Also, Shaman King Flowers the anime was literally released in January in Japan....

[daeneryseastar]

it’s hard to take some individuals seriously on this app (or ANY social media app since they use the same talking points that can be disproved with a quick google search or idk OPENING THE BOOK) when they go on and on and on about how the series as a whole is only about ‘feudalism BAD’ which YES it is but this is a fictional f a n t a s y series and deliberately choosing to ignore that grrm is known for using his work to critique multiple points of interest and maybe, just maybe, he can critique the monarchy and still bring up other talking points; like how rhaenyra was usurped due to misogyny (it’s also weird the number of people that don’t seem to care about grrm creating the amethyst empress and the bloodstone emperor as direct parallels to rhaenyra and aegon and how each event affects the world of asoiaf but whatever).

it’s ridiculous to claim you’re team green (which means you want aegon to be king, not that you like tg characters) and in response to those on the other side try to take the ‘moral high ground’ by ONLY mentioning how the monarchy is bad when rhaenyra, a potential female ruler, is involved (which is a bit on the nose, don’t you think?) stanning team green and being anti targaryen is almost point blank the definition of hypocrisy. trying to claim you support them bc they were being neglected/abused (even though most of the abuse came directly from their mother and grandfather) which apparently gives them the ‘right’ to steal the throne, or the use of andal tradition (not law) as a way to demean rhaenyra’s position as heir, or even how they only want what’s ’best’ for the realm and aegon is that; despite how he very much would have been aegon the unworthy before we even made it to aegon iv’s generation; and no, you can’t use ‘he had a better council!’ when he fired anyone who didn’t immediately give him what he wants i.e. removing otto as hand bc of him not wanting to resort completely to bloodshed during the dance.

so feudalism is fine if it benefits alicent? aegon? aemond? but i thought all targaryen’s are evil and should go extinct? and aren’t alicent’s children TARGARYENS? so by spreading anti targaryen rhetoric you should be happy that the green’s entire bloodline was wiped out, right? it’s normal to like/dislike certain characters but to state that an entire house should be obliterated whilst liking the characters that exacerbate the worst traits of said house (or are enablers of said behavior) is especially rich, and would really be downright hilarious if it didn’t showcase how insincere and sanctimonious some can be in this fandom. stop constantly moving the goalpost and just admit that your views contradict one another regularly, it would make it a million times easier to engage with you.

[prismozo]

You Fell First!

☆Warnings: None

☆Genre: Friends to lovers

☆Character(s)/Person: Eijiro Kirishima & Katsuki Bakugo

☆Pls Enjoy!! This is my first time actually writing for a fandom i’m not active in anymore!

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You never fully understood how you felt towards your friends I mean.. they're your friends? but somewhere in your heart you knew these weren't friendly feelings.. going out of your way to hold Kirishima's hand or purposely annoying Bakugo because you thought the face he made was cute.

You ignored those feeling you had because it didn't make sense?? You didn't like them both, you just loved them a lot like a best friend would.. right?

Even if you ignored those feelings and pushed them away everyone else noticed..

Midoriya noticed the instant smile on your face just hearing their voices or just seeing them around.

Kaminari noticed how you eventually became more touchy and always found a way to be close to them no matter what.

Mina noticed the sparkle in your eyes just at the mention of one of them.. you were oblivious to all these things and so were Kirishima and Bakugo but everyone knew you were in love.

Without realizing it you became concerned with your looks and what you wore around them, even simple movie night had you throwing around clothes and putting on the slightest of make up so you looked presentable.. odd isn't it?

While you were concerned with your own feelings you failed to noticed the change in Kirishima's behavior.. he went out of his way to buy you gifts or to hang out with you, even as far as calling you late at night because he "couldn't sleep without talking to you first".. It was so painfully for everyone involved to watch all three of you be oblivious to your feelings for each other but they still never said anything even though they noticed the big changes especially with Bakugo.

Midoriya immediately noticed the change in Bakugo's behavior, He had a small but apparent smile always sitting on his lips whenever he was around you two. It was almost scary watching him act like this.. he was so gentle when he would mess up your hair or slightly tug on your backpack when you walked in front of him in the hall.

The changes were frightening to everyone on the outside but it seemed like normal Bakugo to you and Kiri.

You three love struck idiots still continued to have slight changes in your behavior around each other all the way up to graduation and into your hero careers. Any sane person would assume you three were dating or something but no.. so even as it got so painfully obvious to all of your friends that you all liked each other no one made a move.

Well till your camping trip, your parents had reached out and mentioned your grandfathers cabin that you used to go to when you were younger which led to you asking if they had any plans to go there.. they said no and sent you the spare key which ended up in you asking your best friends if they could get a couple days off and take a trip with you.

They both were able to get four days off which is surprising especially since they're both in the top 10, either way the trip was set and Kiri called being the driver so it seemed like you and Bakugo would be fighting over the aux until someone fell asleep.

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You sat in the huge king size bed that could fit like six people as Bakugo stood in the doorway "No fuckin way we all have to share a bed" It was right of you and Kiri to assume he was serious but eventually you both found out he wasn't.

Day one of the trip was calm, you all went to the lake and swam around for a while before Bakugo went inside to prepare dinner while you and Kiri got a fire started outside.

Day two was a lot between all the stuff they both wanted to do, you all ended up swimming, catching fish, sailing out on your grandparents boat, and cooking dinner together.

Day three was boring.. for you, the sun for the first two days ended up being a lot for you so you had to sit out and rest on day three so you don't really know what the boys did.

Day four.. it was almost like you were in a movie, you were all super touchy with Kiri like you been the whole trip on the morning hike Bakugo insisted you all did and he just blew a fuse, he went off on a rant of you two making him a third wheel and doing all the touchy stuff behind his back.

"Katsuki wait!" It was raining hard and you could barely see which direction he ran of to down the mountain but he was probably headed for the cabin right? You and Kiri frantically called his name at the top of yours lungs trying to be louder then the pouring rain.

The rain had lightened up making it easier to find Bakugo, you and Kiri had spilt up to cover more ground and you ended up wondering off the trail only to find him on a bench soaked in rain water "Oh my goodness Katsuki you scared the shit out of us" You walk over the rocks and sit next to him on the bench "Fuck off I don't wanna be bothered" Almost like clock work Kiri found you both before you could call out to him "Jesus man you had us worried what are you doing out here" He's now standing in front of you two causing Bakugo to stand to his feet "I'm heading back to the cabin".

You reach out to grab him but Kiri beats you to it "Before you do I want to say something first" He only mumbles to himself before sitting down "Hurry it up" Your ears perk as Kiri opens his mouth to speak "I'm just going to get straight to the point" You nod as he looks between you both "I'm in love with both of you, I don't know how or why but it started near the end of our first year at UA... I realized that the feelings I thought were friendly weren't and I didn't understand how I could feel the exact same about two people at the same time. I wish I said something earlier because I've been holding this in for so long but I was afraid of how you both would react and I didn't wanna lose the most important people to me" Tears well up in your eyes but it's hard to tell because of you bein soaked in rain but you felt relieved knowing you weren't alone dealing with confusing feelings..

You opened your mouth to reply but nothing came out and before you could even try again Bakugo speaks up "I feel the same.. my feelings started developing around the same time and confused me so much" Smiling like an idiot you rub you eyes before attempting to lighten up the mood "Well mine started developing exactly a month into our friendship in our first year so I win because I fell first!" They both laugh as Bakugo turns to hit you softly in your shoulder "It's not a competition dumbass" Laughing you punch him back before Kiri interrupts "I hate to be a party pooper but we should probably get out this rain before we get sick" You and Bakugo agree and get up to make your way back towards the trail.

Back at the cabin you all sit under the blankets in your dry and warm pajamas "With the rain picking back up along with the wind getting harsher I think it's best if we leave tomorrow" Everyone agrees with your words as you grab your phone to email your sidekick.

___________________

With the extra day because of the weather you all talked through your feelings and how your relationship would be along with other things such as boundaries.

You all felt comfortable with this arrangement so the rest just came naturally so like dates, plans with friends, and even different work schedules were easy to work around as time went on.

You fell first but they fell harder.. but you still won because you fell first duh.

★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆

Jeez this was a lot i started writing this at 12:38 am and finished at 2:33 am.. i have school but i really wanted to get this out my brain!!

i didn’t proof read this so i apologize for any mistakes!

the whole camping trip is inspired by my favorite Youtube VA Yuzuya!!

if you would like to hear that part of the story told a little differently in a x listener audio

click here ➡︎ Yuzuya Summer Series

Tysm for reading and if you would more Kiribaku x reader from me lmk!! I don’t write much but i will about my fav ship :3!

[berrypass-de-murdler]

73. Kitschy Kitschy Killing

I wish I was a real part of the murdle fandom fjnwjklfnrklfnkr 😭

ahem

uhhh...

well then

DON'T READ THE EPISODES UNTIL YOU'VE FINISHED THE FIRST BOOK!!

If only this weren’t literally what the restaurant is called. As soon as Logico steps in and takes a whiff, he can tell why Bookie doesn’t want to go here ever - it smells like ACTUAL garbage and there’s grime everywhere. He runs into Shadow plopped at a table.

LOGICO: EXCUSE ME? SHADOW: I was waiting and then I got hungry. LOGICO: How do you even EAT?! SHADOW: … LOGICO: [cough] I’ll get a sandwich or something

On the way to the counter, Logico wanders by unwanted people.

GREY: Hello, dear LOGICO! LOGICO: Please no please no please no- RASPBERRY: WELL HOW Y’DOIN’ LIL’ MAN? Funny seein’ ya here AGAIN! COFFEE: Quite so, quite so, my Logico! How are you?

Logi covers his face from the embarrassment. And then-

AUBERGINE: HEEYYYY, SHORT KING!! [shoves a knife through the counter then violent hug] LOGICO: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!? I JUST WANTED A FUCKING SANDWICH- AUBERGINE: HAH! Nope. Sandwich guy’s dead. LOGICO: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Murdle time! Raspberry tears a decaying chunk of metal off the wall. 

RASPBERRY: LOOGIT THIS THING! Silly lil’ feller, I think I’ll call him MYE-KALL! COFFEE! COFFEE LOOK! LEZ GET THIS PARTY STARTED!! COFFEE: Yes yes, my little one, very entertaining. Pass me the poison, will you? GREY: The seating in this place is terrible. [dumps oil over everything and it catches fire]

Despite everyone’s HORRIFICALLY suspicious behavior, it’s pretty obvious who did the crime - the one standing RIGHT next to the body the whole time.

AUBERGINE: All right FINE. He wanted to prepare a toxic blowfish I said you gotta leave the good parts IN. But he said to take them OUT! So I killed him with a spoon, and I bet you’d want to know how. And I’ll do it again! Nobody questions my expertise! ESPECIALLY MEN!!!!

She climbs over the counter and flees. Logico takes a deep breath and… he’s supposed to be caring about revenge, right? He feels so… normal. Like he’s at ease with his memories of Irratino. Almost. Maybe his ghost is wrapped around him.

The end!

I like making stupid scenes with my murdlebucket (what I'm calling gacha now)

God Copper looks so weird why is it easier to make a seahorse than a dog

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

[deadtwinksdetectiveagency]

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Thank you dear!!!

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

Edwin and Charles don't actually play Cluedo very often. Charles, with his ADHD and dyslexia, has a bitch of a time keeping track of revealed clues without Edwin's prompting, and Edwin finds the game simple at best.

The bulk of their collection came from a longtime client (a magician) who shared a love for mysteries but lost manual dexterity as they aged—ergo, they gave their Cluedo collection to the Agency. At first, it was one edition at a time, then shortly before the client's death, he gave them the rest.

It's possible that as the Agency grows, Cluedo will come out more often. After all, the more players, the more interesting the game...

Yes, some of the editions are enchanted, what of it?

🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual?

Interact with me (nicely, excitedly) via tags, comments, ask box

Have some kind of tagging system so I can blacklist tags I don't want to see

Write and post your work on AO3 and include a link to your Tumblr where I can find it so I can follow you everywhere

🍬 ⇢ post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

Oof, honestly I don't have many unpopular opinions re: DBD.... at least when compared to, say, Tolkien haha. Let's see, here are some thoughts that I've either seen contradicted or rarely/never mentioned:

I liked Crystal right away

The Cat King is 10000% a predator (literally and figuratively)—and he's also a delightful character

If literally any of the mains were normal at all, they would have found Monty insanely suspicious. (Like... why the fuck was he outside the T&T at the ass-crack of dawn?!?! You're supposed to be a teenager! SLEEP IN.) To be clear, I love Monty!!! But his behavior/habits are extremely unusual, and I think it's quite telling that none of the core four pick up on that. And again—I love Monty, and I think his demeanor is one of the most winning on the show.

🦴 ⇢ is there a piece of media that inspires your writing? 

I mean, right now, Dead Boy Detectives lol!

Generally, there's nothing specific beyond the canon I happen to be writing for. I'm more inspired by my own experiences/interests/tastes than other media. I will sometimes have ideas that are clearly inspired by moments in media (there's a future plot point in my fic A Familiar Story that is inspired by something from The Owl House, for example), but I don't tend to think of inspiration in that way.

🦷 ⇢ share some personal wisdom or a life hack you swear on

Roasting = 500°F and NO LESS

Do cognitive tests as an adult on a semi-regular basis so you know if/how/when something changes.

Find offline hobbies. I recommend swing dancing!

Ask A Manager is a GODSEND—highly recommended for any kind of job/school-related advice!!! Cover letters, interviewing, gut-checks, managing... etc.

Send me interesting asks!

[horizon-verizon]

The Targaryens practiced incest even in Old Valyria when there were other Dragonlord families around. So it wasn’t to keep their magical blood pure. They are just genuinely attracted to their own brothers and sisters. That’s disgusting and not in any way normal. The Targaryens are groomed from birth by their parents before them to view their own brother or sister as a potential spouse. That’s abuse. GRRM is clearly condemning incest.

It’s alarming how this fandom has become so comfortable with shipping incest and even defends it. The Targaryens may practice incest in Westeros to keep their magical dragon riding ability, but let’s not act like they aren’t actually into it and enjoy it. There’s no excuse for that.

...

The first and main purpose of marriage in Westeros and everywhere else in this universe (plus much of the real world) is not to bring two people in love together.

It's about/for power, and power is bestowed through lineage, parentage, and ancestry.

A)

First of all, grooming:

Grooming is a method used by offenders that involves building trust with a child and the adults around a child in an effort to gain access to and time alone with her/him. In extreme cases, offenders may use threats and physical force to sexually assault or abuse a child. More common, though, are subtle approaches designed to build relationships with families.  The offender may assume a caring role, befriend the child or even exploit their position of trust and authority to groom the child and/or the child’s family. These individuals intentionally build relationships with the adults around a child or seek out a child who is less supervised by adults in her/his life. This increases the likelihood that the offender’s time with the child is welcomed and encouraged. 

Behaviors of grooming involve:

An adult seems overly interested in a child.

An adult frequently initiates or creates opportunities to be alone with a child (or multiple children).

An adult becomes fixated on a child.

An adult gives special privileges to a child (e.g., rides to and from practices, etc.).

An adult befriends a family and shows more interest in building a relationship with the child than with the adults

An adult displays favoritism towards one child within a family.

An adult finds opportunities to buy a child gifts. 

An adult caters to the interests of the child, so a child or the parent may initiate contact with the offender.

An adult who displays age and gender preferences.

And to get ultra-specific:

bathing a child

walking in on a child changing.

deliberately walking in on a child toileting.

asking a child to watch the adult toileting.

tickling and “accidentally” touching genitalia.

activities that involve removing clothes (massage, swimming).

wrestling in underwear. 

playing games that include touching genitalia (playing doctor).

telling a child sexually explicit jokes.

teasing a child about breast and genital development.

discussing sexually explicit information under the guise of 

education.

showing the child sexually explicit images.

taking pictures of children in underwear, bathing suits, dance wear, etc.

Tell me how this in any way relates to Targaryens practicing sibling marriage? Or general Westerosi feudal/real ancient and feudal marriage practices?!

B)

Ancient Egyptians also married brother to sister for hundreds of years. Are you really going to sit here and say it was because they were "genuinely attracted" to their own siblings? What about the Inca? Korean kings and their sisters? Hawaiian chiefs and their sisters or brothers?

This was somehow a collective decision to cast some sort of spell to make their descendants magically only able to fall in love or desire only their siblings?

Were the ancient Korena, Egyptians, and Hawaiians all just "genuinely attracted" to their own siblings, each and every generation? Every single member? And attraction was their only, prime reason to marry and have lineage-claims?

Was there somehow some sort of spell cast to make all these people crave to fuck their siblings? So all these cultures are not cultures at all, anon, but just sex freaks?

C)

The Valyrians, in sibling incest, are analouges of ancient Egyptian/Hawaiian/Inca royalty and their practice of sibling marriages.

The idea behind any close-kin marriage for ancient peoples was that in their blood/spirit/souls rests part of some life-affirming/life-sustaining spirit/society-defining god or spirit who gave them the ability or permission to rule and to preserve that god-given ability/permission to rule they must marry other people with that same blood/spirit and assure the god keeps a close connection to humans, or the society in question. What comes with that is material prosperity...what assures material prosperity? Land, resources, claims, etc. Even if it is violent or has to do with conquest, dragons do not even exist for real humans to marry incestuously and make it a genuine cultural/political practice for royals/those with the most prominent, executive/military, decision-making power.

Sibling marriage-- in many societies, if not the ones that allowed cousin and avunculate marriages without the sibling one--was the closest.

D)

You: "The Targaryens practiced incest even in Old Valyria when there were other Dragonlord families around. So it wasn’t to keep their magical blood pure."

This is what A World of Ice and Fire says about how Valyrians viewed themselves and their dragons:

The tales the Valyrians told of themselves claimed they were descended from dragons and were kin to the ones they now controlled.

And before that:

the Valyrians, who learned to tame dragons and make them the most fearsome weapon of war that the world ever saw.

Later:

The tradition amongst the Targaryens had always been to marry kin to kin. Wedding brother to sister was thought to be ideal. Failing that, a girl might wed an uncle, a cousin, or a nephew; a boy, a cousin, aunt, or niece. This practice went back to Old Valyria, where it was common amongst many of the ancient families, particularly those who bred and rode dragons. “The blood of the dragon must remain pure,” the wisdom went.

1.

Remember what I said about close bonds before? The dragonlords were still surrounded by non-dragonlords who held land, and who were still political leaders. They were thinking of those people, as those to distinguish themselves. Those persons who GRRM states didn't have to be dragonriders themselves (which means some could have been but the families did not have enough riders in one or two generations at a time to constitute a traditional dragonlord clan), but were blood sorcerers.

Here is what GRRM said in this interview:

2.

Dragons, like gods and prime spirits, are overwhelming supreme entities that enable people who have the closest bonds with them to have and use power. Dragons do not have to be gods or be believed as gods because religion is not what this is about so much as what gives humans the most ability to have as many economic, political, and material benefits? Dragons are power, as gods and spirits can be power. Dragons grant their riders the ability to gain and maintain power. Therefore, the reaction to that, like that of real ancient peoples and some medieval examples, is to marry their cousins, sisters, uncles, etc.

So we have a repeat of what humans have done, not for "genuine attraction", for thousands of years.

And I'm not talking about morality here, I'm talking about facts.

E)

(Link to AWoIaF wiki page)

First-cousin, avunculate, and step-relation marriage don't count as incest to you, anon?

First cousins share at least one grandparent. Why do you think real-life royals/Westerosi royals/nobles are okay with first-cousin incest, or that the Faith allows such a thing and doesn't view it as incest despite first cousins clearly being close family members no matter how you slice it? So again, why allow first cousins and avunculate marriages at all?

It's because they share a grandparent and thus they both share a claim. Just as a dragon rider has the blood to bestow their kids to ride dragons and already share with their brother/sister/cousin/uncle/etc.

The more direct or close or straight-laced the blood, the more claim you have. It's it is the most convenient for ancient/feudal politics, which had grown the concepts of clans (clannism) and "houses" pretty much all over the world, in some form or another. The more you can claim your future kids are directly descended from whatever spirit or god your rule claims legitimacy from, (ancient Egypt, the sun god, for example) the more claim/legitimacy you and your kids will have to rule.

So, why do the nonTarg Westerosi nobles practice first-cousin marriage exist (which is incest), if not because they believed that their cousins and they themselves had god-like blood and lineages (ex.Garth the Gardner) or just because their ancestors were "great" leaders who "passed on" their own abilities? Or really, accrued connections, wealth, longevity THROUGH MARRIAGE, AND KEEPING IT AS CLOSE TO THE FAMILY AS POSSIBLE (one way, but a consistent way, a way they have depended on for thousands of years)?

The foremost point of incestuous marriages in all these societies was to maintain and assure everyone around you that your kids/your claim is "true" and to allocate the available resources (or set of possible ancestral claims) your spouse/you have to who the most to gain from said unions, present or future wise.

Aegon V and Betha Blackwood wanted to arrange their kids' marriages and didn't prioritize love for their kids despite themselves marrying for love.

Aegon V was decidedly against the Targ practice of sibling marriage. Yet their kids Shaera and Jaehaerys II disobeyed them and continued on to marry out of mutual desire. No grooming.

Aegon IV was not in love with his sister Naerys. He hated her and abused her and their brother out of jealousy and fear of his brother's strength, reputation, and public respect. Aegon IV and Naerys, brother, and sister, were arranged by Viserys II.

Aegon had nonTarg/unrelated mistresses and affairs, sometimes simultaneously and a few for years on end: Melissa Blackwood, Barbra Bracken, and Bellegere Otheyrs are just a few. Viserys II--Naerys, Aegon IV, and Aemon the Dragon Knight's father--did not arrange for Aegon IV to have mistresses as well. No grooming.

Daena did not sleep with her cousin the future Aegon IV because she loved him--she did it to combine claims and give her child one, claim back the power that her uncle Viserys II took for Baelor I for herself and the child.

Daeron II married neither for love nor desire to a Martell, nor made his sister Daenerys marry another Martell thinking she loved Maron (when there were already rumors of her loving Daemon Blackfyre, their brother).

Daeron II did not marry a Martell because he loved her, but only to finally bring the Dornish into the Targ/Westerosi realm. And Aegon IV neither his Naerys, (his and Daenerys' parents) arranged either of their matches. No grooming.

Aerys I notably had no kids with his cousin-wife Aelinor Penrose, and it's rumored they never even had sex.

Maekar and his wife Dyanna Dayne were not a love match. Yet they had several kids.

Aerys II and Queen Rhaella were not a love match and though it began amicable if not romantic, it devolved into abuse similar to Aegon IV and Naerys.

Visenya proposed Rhaena marry Maegor, not thinking of love or desire or romance at all.

Aegon, Visenya's brother, was traditionally/customarily obligated to marry her. He was not in love with Visenya, even though he was in love with their other sister Rhaenys (and you can be in love with two people at once, yet GRRM makes it a point to show us he only romantically loved Rhaenys [one sister], and would not take other wives the Westerosi lords offered to him).

Of course, there are going to be love matches/marriages of love and thus exceptions to the "marriage is for politics" phenomenon since life is never as black and white as that, and human emotions are changeable (and GRRM creates a universe that is not black and white regarding human emotions and politics and history, his goal for his world to mimic those aspects of humanity): Aegon V and Betha Blackwood; Duncan Targaryen and Jenny of Oldstones; Samantha Tarly and Lyonel Hightower, and many more.

And there are marriages of politics that grow into genuine love, incest or not.

The paths that society/models of cultural or political identity create for power's sake can and often also open up paths for desire.

Hence this Twitter post by GRRM himself:

Jaehaerys and Alysanne were not actually the highest standard of a romance anyone should have nor even inside the world of ASoIaF (apart from the Westerosi cultural narrative), since their marriage degraded over the years and they started out not really understanding the other.

Alysanne and Jaehaerys were actually slated to marry outside of the Targ tree. After their elopement to Dragonstone their mother Alyssa Velaryon, and Jaehaerys' Hand, Rogar Baratheon, tried to get them to annul their marriage and break them apart.

Alyssa Velaryon was cousin to her husband (Alysanne and Jaehaerys' father) Aenys I. She was a Velaryon, a non-dragonriding Valyrian-descent house. Her two eldest kids, Rhaena and Aegon, were arranged to marry and married and had kids together. She knew why sibling marriage was the practice for Targs/dragonriders (power/tradition). the reason why she disfavored her kids marrying was not because she thought sibling marriage was wrong but because at the time she felt it was unsafe not just for them but for herself and the dynasty (Faith response after Maegor). She also did not think that love, desire, or attraction (which Alysanne and Jaehaerys had enough to run away and elope) was good enough to have her kids marry in the tradition of their house.

So no to the "The Targaryens are groomed from birth by their parents before them to view their own brother or sister as a potential spouse." Especially the "GRRM is clearly condemning incest."

Really, the love and desire between siblings and non-siblings are not directly caused by grooming, but by personal and political factors, some of which you have to parse out or will never truly identify as some will have to do with the individuals and how they individually perceive things and others.

[dash-n-step]

(at least from my understanding) people finding the pairing of the onceler with himself weird/funny wasn't because the action of doing so was somehow inherently immoral/problematic but because the circumstances of there being no other character but an eviler version of themselves to ship with and then how it compounded into hundreds of AUs centered solely around said character being shipped with themselves is something to behold

If fandom had a better and more recognized word for these kinds of ships other than [x]"c*st", then (while there would understandably still be people who would find it weird and offputting) there would be less people who think someone being shipped with an alternate version of themselves was somehow "problematic".

I can't find it because I'm bad at tagging my rants, but I've said it before: the power of language is a heavy thing in why people are so bad at seeing how "pro"sh*ppers are because the first thing they see without context is someone who is "pro shipping", meanwhile "anti" invokes a strong negative feeling even if that person is literally just someone who says "hey, this is kind of gross, don't follow me if you're into that", which is why "antis" range from "just a normal human being who really shouldn't be called anything" to "someone who is proactively against and calls out the behaviors of people doing bad things, sometimes to the detriment of themselves of those around them"

Basically, people who see something with "cest" in it very rightfully and generally will have a reason to react negatively to it, before getting any kind of context.

It all depends on the story's text and (since it's shipping) fandom interaction: there's a stark difference between, say, people who might actually end up somehow shipping Simon with the Winter King who are basically their own archetype of "Simon" versus people who somehow ship Finn and Fern even though the writing contextually and consistently portrays them as familial and brother-like (by Finn's own words even) and almost always attracts *those* types of creeps who would ship them precisely because of that

In a way, it requires experience with stories that may vaguely touch upon it through clones or alternate timelines (or sometimes genderbending), then the ability to think critically in what's being portrayed and for what purpose, and then whether or not it's even important/relevant to be talking about shipping in the first place

Basically, same conclusion as last time: if it was called literally anything else, there'd probably be less of an immediate ick factor

[devilcatdarling]

11, 12 and 13 for the comfort character asks?

Going to do these for Hollow since they're my biggest comfort character <3

11. my favorite relationship they have with another character

- Canonly we don't get to see a whole lot into their relationships with other characters besides some snippets between them and Ghost and the Pale King, so I'll go for fanon relationship instead

I LOVE and ADORE slow-burn fanon sibling bonding content between them and their sister, Hornet. I love seeing two of the most emotionally repressed and traumatized characters having a found family bond filled with lots of bumps and hiccups along the way that make it more relatable and personal. Hornet and Hollow sibling relationship is just hhhh I'd die for them, your honor

Also honorable mention to my self indulgent x OC ship full of even more emotional constipation and angst because I have no self control and I'm proud about the slow burn hurt/comfort agony that I made to both torture and comfort myself with

12. what i like about the way the fandom portrays them

- I love how the HK fandom as a whole has unanimously decided that Hollow is a BAMF and the strongest character. They held a whole ass god inside them for who knows how long, had next to no kind of a life outside of being treated like an object, and undoubtedly have the worst mental health in the world but they held on and went through with the vessel plan probably knowing full well it'd eventually fail. And then at the end of it all they come back to kick the Radiance's ass personally in DNM/walk out of the temple to freedom dragging literal broken chains behind them in ETV. They are "I won anyway, bitch" personified. I also like how we all agree they get to have slice of life indulgences afterwards and wear pretty dresses because it's the W they deserve

13. what i dont like about the way the fandom portrays them

-The only things I can think of are when people infantilize them and gatekeep ships for them

Hollow is definitely our beloved scrunkly who must be loved and appreciated, but they most certainly are not "baby" in the sense that "this character needs to be infantilized and put in bubble wrap because they are helpless and sheltered" which is...augh

They are not only a fully grown adult character, but also an ascended god and a dangerously capable trained knight and we see this explicitly in canon through their PV fight and the stubbornness they possess to hold onto the Radiance for so long. They aren't a child and they are fully deserving of being treated and respected like an adult. And I don't mean that drawing them lounging in a nest of stuffed animals or watching cartoons are examples of this, because adults can and should enjoy whatever makes them happy and if that's hugging a stuffed kitten or picking flowers and braiding wreaths then that by no means makes anyone less of a grown adult worthy of respect and independence. We need to normalize adults enjoying comforts that make them happy and still respecting and treating them like adults

This also doesn't include them having to be cared for with their near fatal post-canon injuries and absolute shit mental health. We stan caretaking. But they are still an ADULT. They don't need to be thought of as completely helpless and shielded from the world as though they've never been and would never be capable of defending themselves and others or being respected for the dangerous eldritch god-knight that they are

-Most of the shipping discourse I've seen kinda falls back into this with the handful of examples I've seen mostly being people throwing hands that they're too "baby" to be "ruined" with shipping and it's like...not only is shipping discourse in general extremely chronically online behavior but its taking a whole ass adult character and going out of your way to tell people their personal headcanons and indulging in shipping a canonly adult character is "ruining" the character because you've bubble wrapped them into this image of infantilized "purity" when this is a wholeass grown ascended god who could and would beat your ass into the ground if you glanced at Hornet disrespectfully in front of them xD

[minachan95-written-works-on-ao3]

Title: If One Wasn't Enough Already… Chapter 9.

Fandom: King of Fighters

Pairing: Iori Yagami x Kyo Kusanagi

Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Iori Yagami, Shingo Yabuki, Chizuru Kagura

Status: Completed (10 chapters) Summary: [The remake of 2 Kyos - 1 Yagami] [This story is set in between KOF96 and KOF97]

When everything seem to back to normal, Kyo has no idea about the new opponent lurking just around the corner, who might be a more intimidating and fearsome, than other foes. Who is this youngman? How did he got there? What kind of business he has with Iori? Read and find out.

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A week has passed since the older Kyo lived in Yagami’s apartment.

Unfortunately, the anomaly of how this version of Kusanagi got stuck in this timeline remains a mystery.

Also, the longer this creature stays, the more the other brunette doesn’t like his pretense.

However, it also made Kyo realize something important.

Despite how much Iori’s obsessive behavior and attempts to provoke him into a fight irritated him, he secretly enjoyed dealing with the redhead and teasing him.

Besides, Kyo was never bored, not even once, during each encounter.

He even convinced himself that Iori would never be tired of chasing after him nor let him catch a break.

Unfortunately, he finally understands he took Yagami’s devotion toward him for granted when it was already too late.

More importantly, Kyo dislikes how he cannot explain why he is anxious and frustrated by Iori ignoring him and only paying attention to his look-alike.

Who knew that his most bitter enemy would become a future version of himself?

It’s the first time Kyo experiences such strong, irrational emotions caused by his old-time rival, who doesn’t even understand how he slowly and agonizingly drives him crazy.

But for now, after Kyo lowers his head and grinds his teeth, he punches the shower wall. “You are an idiot, Yagami!…”

As the warm stream of water washes him down, the Kusanagi is determined to see Iori soon and settle down business with him.

____________________

It is already the afternoon of another day.

Finally, Kyo’s classes were over, and he finished dealing with his disciple’s caused problems.

According to Shingo, earlier, a group of delinquents have insulted his precious Master Kyo’s honor. Therefore, he had to protect Kusanagi-san’s good name.

Thankfully, the Kusanagi heir showed up at the right time, and after rolling his sleeves up, he has shown these punks their place.

One thing was knocking out these ignorant fools. Another thing was carrying enormous responsibility on Kyo’s shoulders by having such a reckless student like Shingo.

Yet, Kyo was relieved his disciple was alright and only brought off by a couple of bruises.

Even when he helped Shingo to get into the infirmary, he had mixed feelings after seeing the younger brunette giving such a lively and proud look when the nurse was treating his wounds.

In the end, the Kusanagi heir had to put on the mask of a role model and keep a stoic posture while reminding him to be more careful instead of letting his emotions and temper control him.

Sometimes, Kyo can swear that he feels like looking after a younger sibling whom he didn’t ask for.

However, he could never bring himself to be mad at the Yabuki. After all, he only acts this way because he believes it’s the right thing to do.

Besides, he understood what he was getting into when he accepted Shingo as his disciple. So, if there is anyone to blame, it might be none other than himself. Or so Kyo reminds himself.

Unfortunately, Shingo’s loyalty and hard work will never be enough to improve his situation, even with the best guidance, if he continues to behave recklessly and immaturely.

After all, the Kusanagi won’t be able to protect him forever.

Although Kyo won’t tell this to the younger brunette and let him figure it out by himself.

Either way, Kusanagi reminds himself that he still has to solve one painful issue caused by his future self.

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Some time has passed. Upon arriving at Yagami’s apartment, Kyo banged on the door with one hand while keeping the other in his pants pocket. “Oi, Yagami! I know you’re here. So, you better open up, you coward.”

Even after the redhead shows up, Kusanagi only indignantly stares at him.

For now, Iori facepalms. “I dunno what’s your problem. However, if you came all this way just to do this, I suggest that you leave before I kick you out.”

Instead of saying anything, Kyo thrusts his chest, making his way inside, and closes the door behind him.

Meanwhile, Yagami steps back, baring his teeth, and growls without removing his eyes from his rival. “The hell is wrong with you? Or are you asking for problems?”

Step after step, Kyo corners Iori against the wall.

When he lowers his head, he cracks a fake smile. “Hey, just stop playing dumb already. It’s starting to get on my nerves.”

Suddenly, the brunette roughly grabs his partner’s shirt.

After Kyo brings his face close to Iori’s, he speaks through his clenched teeth. “I don’t like it…”

As the Kusanagi shakily respires, he lifts his knee and spreads Yagami’s legs until it touches his crotch.

Lastly, he whispers into Iori’s ear in a nearly delirium voice. “I cannot fucking stand how someone stands in my way and manipulates you.”

This Kusanagi’s behavior makes the redhead widen his eyes and instinctively push Kyo away.

Unfortunately for him, the Kusanagi is too clingy and stubborn.

A second later, he withdraws his face and stares at the bewildered Iori without saying a word.

“What a hell happened to you today?” The redhead asks while trying to keep a straight face.

“You. It’s all your fault for making me feel like this…” Kyo immediately responds.

When Kyo places his palms on Iori’s cheeks, he nervously swallows saliva without removing his demanding amber eyes from him.

After a brief pause, he adds. “So, I do anything to make you look only at me and no one else. As long as you won’t leave me, I’m fine, even if you despise me.”

Meanwhile, Iori only silently observes his rival hesitating for a few moments.

Nevertheless, he allows the Kusanagi to do as he wishes. Besides, now, it will be easy to get rid of him.

After Kyo places his hand on Iori’s shoulder and closes his eyes, he momentarily presses his lips against his.

When he withdraws, he shyly looks at the mildly surprised Yagami. “There… that should be enough for you to chase me until you get me.”

Just before Kyo turns back and walks away, he gets alerted when Iori roughly grabs his arms and sinks his fingertips into his upper arms.

For now, Iori narrows his gaze. “Tsk. Don’t make laugh. At least do it right, you stupid brat.”

At first, the brunette is confused about how he is still alive.

A second later, he closes his eyes and shrugs on the side of his assaulted neck. “The hell… what are you?…”

Yet, Yagami soon licks the exposed side and listens to his partner’s sweet mewling noises.

Soon, Iori lifts his hungry eyes and orders him in a deeper voice. “Open your mouth.”

“What for?-” The Kusanagi asks.

However, his voice is cut off by Iori pulling him into a rough kiss.

Suddenly, the brunette panics when he feels how his partner’s tongue tries to part his lips and get inside him.

Thus, Kyo stops resisting and submits to this man’s will.

Despite that, he is bewildered by the new sensation of someone exploring every little part inside his mouth.

Even in his wildest dreams, he never guessed that Iori would be the one who would steal his first kiss.

Of course, he can still push away Yagami. Yet, he doesn’t mind it.

Kyo even oddly enjoys it that he loses control over his body and feels the heat rushing to his cheeks.

More so, he cannot stop letting out adorable soft moans in between catching his breath.

But for now, the brunette blissfully closes his eyes and allows his rival to conquer him.

Who knew deep kissing could be so pleasant? Kyo decides while he is under Iori’s will.

Once the redhead removes his face, he comments on Kusanagi's drunken gaze. “Just look at yourself… Next time, think twice before challenging me like this.”

As he strokes Kyo’s neck, he adds in an arousing voice. “However, I cannot let you go that simple. … Not yet.”

Lastly, the redhead removes his hands from his partner and warns him. “Listen. I’m giving you a last chance to leave.”

Yet, Kusanagi takes this another challenge, and his morbid curiosity and new desires win.

While he keeps an innocent gaze, he asks. “What do you mean? Even if you wanted, you won’t get rid of me.”

“Don’t whine that I didn’t warn you earlier…” the redhead replies as he wraps his arm around his rival’s waist and brings him closer.

For sure, such a gesture doesn’t seem promising to Kyo, but he doesn’t regret his decision.

But for now, he gives a questioning look. “Just what do you want me to do?”

Yagami only cracks a smile and gives a new command. “Sit on my lap.”

“That’s it?” the brunette asks in an unsure tone.

Iori only closes his eyes and nods. “For now, you don’t have to do anything else.”

After Yagami removes his arm and sits down, he leans his back against the wall while observing the Kusanagi.

Kyo only obediently follows the given orders, and after making himself comfortable, he rests his back against Iori’s chest.

At first, he turns his head and gives a shy, questioning look as wanting his partner’s approval.

“What’s wrong? Are you scared?” Iori asks in a serious tone.

Yet, Kyo only slightly frowns. “Who’s scared of whom?”

Instead of saying anything else, the redhead’s hand slides under Kyo’s t-shirt and brushes his abs and chest.

While Iori is busy unbuckling Kyo’s belt and lowering his zipper, Kyo silently exhales and turns his head away.

At the moment, Yagami’s hair tickles his neck.

Soon, the brunette lets out purring-like noises when Iori pulls out his half-hard dick and slowly strokes it while the other hand massages his chest.

When Yagami’s hand movement around his hard-on becomes faster and rougher, Kyo only bites into his palm and deeply breathes while he cannot hold back his lewd voice any longer.

Meanwhile, his partner’s surprisingly adorable expressions entertain Iori.

Who knew that one day Kusanagi’s heir would reveal his true colors only to him and melt in his hands?

After Iori exposes his partner’s shoulder, he sinks his fangs into it until the first blood appears while enjoying Kyo’s erotic groaning and shivering.

When Yagami licks the blood from his wound, he savors every little drop, as it is the finest treat only made for him.

Eventually, the Kusanagi reaches his limits and lets out a long, sweet moan as he climaxes, and his vision goes white.

In the end, he doesn’t care that he is covered in his hot mess. Right now, he only wants to regain his breath.

While Kyo blankly stares, he feels how Iori gently holds his chin and turns his face to pull him into another kiss.

Once again, he doesn’t mind it. Besides, it’s the first time someone like Yagami has shown affection.

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A few minutes passed by. After Iori pushes him away and stands up, he fixes his clothes and addresses him without looking at him in the same indifferent voice as usual. “Are you happy now? Just get up and clean yourself before you leave.”

Just before walking away, the redhead widens his eyes and looks down.

Apparently, Kusanagi holds onto his leg and refuses to let it go.

“I’m not going anywhere, you fool!” Kyo announces while he rubs his cheek against Iori’s leg.

Even when the redhead tries to shake him off, Kyo closes his eyes and clings tighter to him.

But for now, Iori gives an irritated look while trying to walk. “Tsk. Get off! Don’t you have any dignity left?”

“If I do it, you gonna replace me with that cheap copy! So, I won’t let that creature toy with your stupid head,” the brunette backfires.

“Don’t have to go home? It’s late already. So, leave.” Iori backfires.

Yet, Kyo still desperately clings to him. “Not until you’ll take your responsibility for what you’ve done!”

Suddenly, Iori gets alerted by these words. Despite that, he keeps his poker face. “What are you talking about? You’re stormed into my house and messed with me. So, do not play a victim now.”

When Kyo lowers his gaze and loosens his grasp, he calmly objects. “But you’re the one who pushed it further. So, I had no idea that it’d differ completely from I expected.”

“You could simply push me and run away if you were that disgusted…” Iori murmurs.

While the brunette rests his head against his partner’s leg, he explains. “Did I ever tell you that? I didn’t hate it, but I was rather shocked at first. But somehow I was fine because it was you and I thought it may let you forget another me, even if just for a second. That’s all.”

The redhead facepalms and sighs.

In the end, he addresses his partner. “You fool… I could finish you at the same spot. However, I have no interest in a broken doll. First, decide what you really want and then, when you are ready to give your answer, we meet again.”

Of course, such an answer doesn’t satisfy the Kusanagi and strangely gives him heartache.

Despite that, he lifts his head and replies. “If that is the only way to get to you, then so it be. But I won’t give up that easy, Yagami!”

‘Of course, you won’t…’ the redhead thinks. However, no matter how much he wants to ruffle Kyo’s hair, he holds back. More so, he cannot allow himself to get softer towards this Kusanagi heir.

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[domilino]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: IT - Stephen King, IT (Movies - Muschietti) Relationships: Henry Bowers/Original Female Character(s), Henry Bowers/Lizeth "Liz" Johnson Characters: Henry Bowers, Patrick Hockstetter, Victor Criss, Reginald "Belch" Huggins, Peter Gordon (IT), Lizeth "Liz" Johnson Additional Tags: Beverly Marsh is lightly mentioned, Ben Hanscom lightly mentioned, Henry in love?, Henry is a fool, Patrick only appears once and it's scary, Victor Criss is a good friend, Henry Bowers in love, Did I already mention that Henry Bowers is a fool in love? let him live, Lizeth Johnson is also called Liz or Lizzy (by Henry), ocxcanon, This would count as my selfshipp because I love Henry, Forget it, it's just a pretty OcxCanon

"Henry Bowers has felt a strange curiosity towards a girl who has just moved to town.

He hates her, from the first moment he saw her he hated her… or so his brain wants to make him believe, but there is something inside him that says that is not entirely true; that is a lie.

Too traumatized to properly understand love, which is normal for many people except him."

Henry had only seen her from a distance a couple of times Although he didn't interact with her, he could say with certainty that she—who had only been living in Derry for three weeks—had already adapted enough to the routine to seem like an average citizen of the town.

From that moment on, he started seeing her every day, whether he wanted to or not. Without fail, he watched her leave the classroom with a smile on her face, exuding an aura of extra energy and kindness that made her seem like the typical cliché of a "fallen angel from heaven."

There was something that constantly caught his attention, an inexplicable factor that affected him and significantly increased his curiosity about the girl.

Maybe it was the fact that Lizeth had easily adapted to the dull life of Derry, yet she continued to stand out everywhere: her colorful clothing, the long and curly hair that seemed to be the softest in the world, or perhaps it was her beautiful green eyes.

"It's like an orange cat; too energetic and silly." Those were Henry Bowers' words to describe Lizeth Johnson.

Everyone noticed it, or at least those who knew him and spent enough time with him to know that something was going on. His two trusted friends noticed it, his gang members did too, the losers also noticed it, and even his father—who didn't bother to check if he had breakfast or failed any subjects—noticed an unusual behavior in his son Henry.

He couldn't accept it, or rather, he didn't know how to handle something that was undoubtedly normal for many, for all those people who did have a normal life. I mean, he could barely—try to—control his moments of anger, something he knew and understood like the back of his hand. Because Henry knew what someone's real anger felt like.

[ . . . ]

Every day without fail, Henry saw the girl leaving school, always with a lovely smile.

It no longer seemed like a coincidence to encounter her in the hallways or just as she was leaving one classroom to enter another because it wasn't. But it looked so normal after a while that it became part of the routine.

And Henry Bowers still didn't say a single word to her...

"Do you have something?" A voice interrupted, Victor Criss's voice, Henry Bowers' closest friend.

"Who cares," grunted Henry, then headed towards the school cafeteria.

Victor Criss and Reginald "Belch" Huggins looked at each other for a moment. It was clear that the gang leader wasn't going to say anything, especially knowing that there were still plenty of people walking through the hallways.

"come?" Patrick Hockstetter called, looking at the others who were still leaning against the wall. They followed their leader to the cafeteria, curiously far from where she was.

[ . . . ]

Henry saw her every day, whether he liked it or not.

He was beginning to understand a little more about this strange curiosity about Lizeth "Liz" Johnson, and no, it wasn't the same as what he had "felt" for Beverly Marsh. This curiosity, or rather, this feeling was very different from that. And the more he thought about it, the more the feeling grew, and it was something incredibly stupid.

How could you love someone you only saw for a couple of minutes a day? He knew her name because a week before her arrival, rumors had spread that someone would move to Derry. From then on, he knew nothing, and that made him feel so foolish. He wanted to get rid of that feeling, he hated it, it made him feel weak, and he couldn't ask anyone for help. What would they say about him?

"Henry Bowers, Derry's bully, is in love with a silly girl."

It's so...

IT'S SO...

"Henry, Henry, damn it," Victor shouted. "You've been thinking about who knows what the whole trip. We arrived at the arcade 10 minutes ago, and you're still in the damn car."

The brunette gave his companion the most bitter face he could muster.

"Who cares," he said. "My thoughts are my problems, nosy."

Victor sighed.

"Look, we... the guys and I will be inside playing. When your mind is more relaxed, you can come. Also if..."

"Yes, I'll go in a moment," declared Henry.

Victor didn't say anything, knowing perfectly well that Henry wouldn't speak again, so he just left him alone in the car.

[ . . . ]

Henry always saw Liz Johnson every day, and with each passing day, he thought Liz was even more beautiful than the day before.

Through his eyes, Liz had become truly beautiful. To the point where she seemed almost unattainable.

She was so cute, as sweet as a dream.

And...

And he hated her so much.

[ . . . ]

Lizeth was also noticing it; she knew of his existence, and that made Henry's heart race. The fact that she had looked at him for even a second excited him; it made him so happy.

Henry Bowers had thought for a moment about talking to her.

He could approach and have a conversation with her, but then his doubt arose; doubt that turned into an assumption and then fear.

What if she was afraid of him?

It was no secret that people were afraid of Henry; he was a stupid and rough bully, and he had cultivated that image along with his gang for years.

What if she didn't want to get close to him?

That just put him in a bad mood.

His own thoughts made him upset.

So Henry chose not to do it, besides, it would be weird for someone like him to approach someone like her.

That was his thought.

[ . . . ]

Henry's behavior changed gradually, not enough, but there was a change, unfortunately for many, it was for the worse. Henry now got irritated more easily than before.

Henry was alone that day, a rare sight but not unusual. He still looked terrifying and emitted an aura of unease. Henry Bowers kept his hands in the pockets of his jeans as he watched the students pass by. No one approached him, even though he was alone, just the fact that he was so irritable made them nervous.

Henry spent the entire school day alone—his friends were busy, and they had to skip school, except for Patrick, who had been suspended for a week, who knows what trouble he got into—until lunchtime, where Henry decided to skip the remaining hours of class on the school field.

The bully walked through the hallways, from the cafeteria entrance to two large worn doors at the end of the hallway.

Henry Bowers pushed the door and entered, thinking that there wouldn't be anyone at this time of class.

"What are you doing here?" An unfamiliar voice; a very different accent than he was used to hearing.

That was her voice. As beautiful as always.

Lizeth was sitting on the bleachers of the sports field.

"Hey," Lizeth called again.

"What?"

"Did you skip class?" she asked.

"I could ask you the same question, Lizeth Johnson," the boy added.

It was clear that Bowers didn't expect her to be here. It could be anyone, but not the girl.

Lizeth smiled sweetly.

"Maybe," she replied. "I don't like chemistry. I understand certain things, and believe me, I would be willing to waste my student life learning about carbon atoms or hydrocarbons and their nomenclatures, but... I won't endure almost five hours of daily class with that bitter lady.

Henry smiled slightly and said, "You sound like a nerd."

"And you? You seem very alone today, Henry Bowers. Where are your friends?" She raised an eyebrow, looking at her companion with curiosity.

Henry swallowed and said, "How do you know...?"

"Henry Bowers, leader of a gang of bullies who happens to carry your last name," she interrupted. "I know who you are; I've heard about you since the first day of school. You seem like a Hollywood star with how much your name is heard inside and outside the school hallways."

Henry made a face, not knowing how to feel now; proud or unpleasant.

He used to feel happy when he knew his victim would have pure terror towards him, as had happened with Ben Hanscom in his first school year.

But Liz was far from being a victim of his heavy jokes.

"Oh, it was to be expected."

"I guess it's normal for you, right?" she questioned, looking at Henry and sitting on the front bleachers. Then she patted the spot next to her, offering the boy to sit beside her.

Henry looked at her but didn't even move from his place.

"I don't sit with losers" he said, crossing his arms.

"You don't have to be aggressive with me."

"Do you not fear me?" he warned, with some irritation in his tone.

"Why would I fear you? Are you going to do something to me?"

Henry opened his mouth, but there was nothing to say.

"Who cares"

Liz let out a little laugh and then stood up from where she was sitting.

"I assumed so," she began walking towards where Henry was standing, giving him a few pats on the shoulder. "It was nice trying to have a conversation with you, but I have to go; the chemistry class is almost over, and I have to go back," she joked. "Let's talk more often, Hank."

Henry Bowers heard her steps moving away, heard the small squeak of the door opening. He could feel his heart lighten, and his cheeks started to take on the same reddish color as his shirt.

He was... so angry with himself and with Liz.

It was so stupid.

"Darn it, damn fool!" He felt offended; truly offended.

[ . . . ]

Every day, Henry saw Liz Johnson leaving the classroom, but this time, as she passed by Henry and his gang, she smiled and greeted him, waving her hand enthusiastically. Even knowing that her greeting would not be reciprocated by his friend, who just remained with his arms crossed.

"She greeted you," Peter Gordon pointed out to the girl when there was already a considerable distance between them.

"I know, I'm not blind, idiot," he clarified in a sarcastic tone.

Henry remained the same, or so it seemed, but clearly, something had happened or that something Victor Criss already suspected had happened.

And no one, but no one, was going to deny the fact that Henry Bowers, with each passing week, day, and hour, was falling more in love with Lizeth Johnson.

NOTES:

It's just a silly story of my OcxCanon with Henry Bowers, because I discovered IT and I love all the characters and Henry is just a fool who needs love (therapy and a lawsuit against his father). This was written in spanish, so if there are errors, sorry. I try my best to write well in English (it's not a language I understand very well) Also say that I did this writing """"inspired"""" by the song Oh Love, I think you're really beautiful by Starry Cat. Although, Lmao, the only thing it has in common is the title.

I HOPE YOU LIKED IT!

[ridiasfangirlings]

Hi!

I'm going through a period of revisiting K, and something that struck me with the autism discourse generated during the pandemic (and its return as a topic of discussion with Al Haitham in the Genshin fandom) is... Could we read Reisi as someone in the Asperger spectrum? Like, he has issues socializing outside of people he personally picks (I don't remember someone from the Outside successfully approaching him on a personal level), spends his time concentrated on games, is fast with answers and has a complex and ample vocabulary (one story even has him speaking Spanish fluently, though there only were a few phrases exchanged), is a fucking genius but struggles to communicate outside of work, gets uncomfortably close to people, and the audio dramas more or less show that Mikoto finds the timing of Reisi's conversation a bit "off". I don't know if GoRA were well-informed on the topic of Austism it during 2012, but... I'm getting a bit of a Twilight Reinaissance-thing right now with Reisi and the Asperger Spectrum

As always I Am Not A Doctor with asks like these but honestly, yeah, I can absolutely see Munakata being on the spectrum. I don’t think Gora necessarily intended it — I feel like they were more going for ‘he’s just weird’ — but I think he shows a lot of traits that are also present in people with autism and unlike, for example, Fushimi, Munakata had a perfectly loving upbringing so there’s no ‘is it autism or is it just the massive childhood trauma’ problems muddling things up. He definitely shows some issues in things like reading social cues but at the same time he’s excellent at reading people, I feel like Munakata is someone who when he wants to can mask like a champ so you have the confident, charismatic King coexisting with the pleasant dork who doesn’t seem to understand why his clansmen don’t want to spend fun bonding time with him. Munakata is very perceptive but I can also see him as someone who studies normal human behavior the way some people study animals, he doesn’t entirely understand it himself but he’s fascinated to learn and so he manages to read people’s motives while at the same time not really entirely understanding normal emotional responses. He gets super close to people in ways that make them uncomfortable but seems blithely unaware of it, like someone’s told him it’s important to get close and make eye contact and therefore he’s doing it without understanding that this is not how most people communicate.

There’s also the way his interests align, how he shows particular interest in things like Fushimi Mikoto puzzles. We know some of his interest in puzzles is just something to challenge his intellect but I could definitely see those as some measure of a special interest for him, that he’s just largely fascinated by puzzles and likes to do them all the time (also putting pieces down is a nice repetitive calming behavior, and you could even read it as some level of stimming that he works on them even while talking to his men). Also even just his existence as the King of ‘order,’ someone who prefers schedules and routine and having an exact path laid out in front of him for him to follow, which feels like there could definitely be some neurodivergence happening. Of all the cast Munakata is definitely the one who I read as most likely being on the spectrum. 

[sparkliingdust]

I don't understand why we're not supporting more real LGBTQ+ artists instead of Taylor Swift

I'm just shouting into the void at this point, but like - I've never been a die-hard Gaylor. I'm just queer and heard her lyrics through that lens, and gave a hard side-eye to the countless references she's made to Karlie Kloss through her wardrobes, which to me on some level is not healthy on Taylor's part.

I get that a lot of Gaylors, like many straight Taylor fans, take things too far (it's okay to AI Taylor and Travis with a wedding and babies, the constant wedding rumors with every boyfriend, etc. but not to think about Taylor as remotely queer but I digress)...but for most of us, we're just "normal" people who like Taylor's storytelling through her songwriting and there are legitimate analytical conclusions we can make about queer-coding.

After a year of articles hitting out about the ~~~~LGBTQ+'s obsession with Taylor's sexuality~~~~, Taylor's hollow allyship with our community since Lover, telling us not to think about Betty being gay/queer in our own interpretations, and the recent backlash about the NYT article...I could write a long bullet point list of things that we all should've questioned and side-eyed this whole time but whatevs.

I just wander when is the Gaylor part of the community going to take our energy and put towards real LGBTQ+ artists who are taking huge risks and need support celebrating all of us. Sam Smith? Girl in Red? Janelle Moane? Kim Petras? Lil Nas X? King Princess? etc.

I was a major Swiftie - went to the eras tour, saw the movie, and I won't regret how much I love her music. But I'm tired of listening to her music without inevitably and inadvertently thinking about the global impact of how it effects Taylor Swift ™ and her whole universe...when we're the part of the community that is used as a shield for other distractions (the Golden Globes gossip, her hiding the Mahomes family from the lawsuit being dropped, etc). I'm taking a big step back from the pyramid scheme that is her brand and just enjoy her music for what it is (again, even though most of us were already doing that), and put more energy into other artists, and for fucks' sakes, my own life.

Why do we - as a world - constantly feel like she is a victim who needs to be saved, defended, safeguarded? Why can't we say we don't like one of her songs without a million people jumping in to vindicate her or we have to prepare why we don't like something with a novel about how much we are actually a real fan? Like this is not normal parasocial attitude even if you are the most casual fan of Taylor Swift, we have to recognize even this kind of behavior is rampant in our fandom whether you are LGBTQ+ or straight.

She is a 34 year old billionaire, and we need to stop thinking of her as the young girl who was wronged during the VMAs or the country girl "who just got lucky" with her songwriting and her dad just "happened to invest" in a music label. And, let her make mistakes and live life and maybe be an artist with some real risks to take and not constantly give her all our attention, energy, money.

[just-some-random-blogger]

While watching a video on Tiktok (from another fandom) I had an idea and needed to tell someone.

Morpheus has had a crush on the reader for a long time, he then decides to try to declare himself or talk to her/him/they. but he realizes that you have specific types (who don't look like him in appearance) so to try to win the reader's heart, our lord changes his form a few times, but the reader rejects him. (In the future the reader sees Morpheus with his "normal" appearance and is enchanted, of course.)

(sorry if there are mistakes, I'm using a translator)

Here is the video so you can understand better:

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMjnmK1Pa/

omg you like genshin impact?!!! I havent played that in monthssss lmao. i'm honored to be the person you told this to!!!

first of all, morpheus declaring himself in and of itself is so 🧍‍♀️🙄✋ incredibly extra of of him HAHAH. maybe its the way it was translated but declaring HAHAAH yeah he really would. omg okay go off king.

second of all, him changing his appearance for reader HAHAAH we love a pathetic meowmeow. i also think its funny and really fitting that when he used his 'normal' appearance, suddenly reader is like (; hey how you doing 🥰 HAHAH this is the most normal dream of the endless behavior HAHAH

dont worry about the mistakes!!! it's all goodie i can understand it perfectly (((: you shouldn't apologize for it. it's fine