#Monkey gay awakening

[nekohime19]

AITA for sleeping with the guy my girlfriend is cheating on me with?

Idk what happened but I just had the funniest idea ever and I just had to write it. So basically it's a reddit post style short story with Wukong's pov. It's an interactive story so the comments will be used as the answers. There will probably be a part two (maybe even a part three) but I don't think I'll write more than that.

Shadowpeach is the end goal and we don't forgive cheaters in this household.

Also sorry Spider Queen, love ya.

AITA for sleeping with the guy my girlfriend is cheating on me with?

Okay, so I'm not used to this internet madness but my successor once said it could help sometimes so here I am sharing drama.

So I (5000, He/him monkey immortal) have been dating this other person we'll call Venom (??, She/her, spider demon) for quite some time. And I've been quite happy with her. I know I'm not the most… upfront with things and I have issues (like a lot) but she liked me and we worked well together.

But then we got into more arguments when I began to train my successor (21, he/him, human???), we'll call him… Bud, just because.

The thing is, Venom got this whole world domination plan, which is kinda normal for demons. A lot of demons do that. And it never really bothered me because I was retired (for context I'm a retired hero who used to battle demons a lot). Besides, I had some kind of the same phase in my youth so I just thought it would pass when she'd realize it's kind of a stupid plan, and anyway she never did anything to achieve it.

But then I found a successor, Bud, and I began to train him to protect the city and fight demons, all that heroing stuff. Venom, of course, wasn't happy with that and we began to get into arguments. She accused me of betraying her and I just told her I was a hero from the start so she shouldn't have expected me to agree with her view and all.

Things got really bad when Venom decided to pull a end-of-the-world shit show on New Year when we agreed beforehand to go on a date that day. It felt like she was spiting me. Plus, she destroyed more than half of the city and gave Bud a really awful time so I was, understably I think, very angry with her.

We got on our biggest argument and took some time apart to cool off. But then Venom got back all sweet and said to leave that behind us, so I was very happy and just decided to forget our arguments entirely. I thought she just decided to stop her world domination thing. It wasn't weird for us to do that. Not the first time we got into an argument about heroing and usually we just get back together after a little bit and decide to move on.

But then I started to notice some weird stuff about Venom. Like, she was on her phone a lot more (when she always thought those mortal things were lame before) and she was kinda dismissive and distant. She forgot some of our dates and had some lame excuses, like taking weeks of vacation or something??? When she never did that before.

In hindsight maybe I shouldn't have done that but I'm a monkey you know, so I'm naturally curious. So I took her phone and snooped around a bit.

Turns out Venom was cheating on me with another guy (??, he/him, monkey demon) we'll call him Six. She was seeing him behind my back and all, planning date and calling him “darling”, 🤢. I saw red. Like cheating ???? I know we have our ups and downs but to the point of cheating on me? I was really hurt by this.

So, I don't know, to try to calm down I started to investigate on Six. Like what kind of guy he is? Is he better than me? I was kinda surprised to discover he's another celestial monkey, like I always thought I was the only one?? But also it kinda hurt because Venom was cheating with a cheap dark version of me.

So I got petty.

I wanted revenge. And info. I decided I was gonna confront this Six guy first and pull a Monkey Cop, sussing him out to see if he was aware of my existence and to clarify this situation. Maybe I should have just talked to Venom but, idk, I guess some part of me was dreading the confrontation with her.

So I got to Six workplace with a disguise and all (sunglasses and hoodie). He works in the local theater and, okay, he was kind of good on stage. I'm not gonna lie, he's also kinda cute. Just a little bit. So I approached him at the end of the show, praising him for the performance.

One thing led to another and we kinda took dinner together??? I learned he moved in recently and that he got in a relationship with Venom three months ago (which hurt). But he seemed to genuinely like her and had no idea he was the side piece here. Sooo, maybe I took pity on him, like the guy didn't deserve that? I offered him a bottle and we got waisted. In hindsight, a really bad idea, especially since I have a loose mouth when I'm drunk.

We had a fun night, doing stuff together. He admitted my disguise was shit (which, rude 🙄) and was excited to meet another celestial monkey. We talked about our experiences and we really bonded. Annnd, I got to ruin it and spill the beans, saying the truth about how Venom is in fact my girlfriend.

At first he didn't believe me, but then I pulled pictures and, yeah, he was understandably upset. He kinda looks hot when mad. We got even more waisted and cried and cursed Venom and ate ice cream then we got on my mountain, drank some more of my personal celestial wine collection, and watched Monkey Cop… Then I say “You're kinda cute.” and he says “You too”.... One thing led to another and, yeah, we slept together.

And so now I'm in my bed typing this with the worst headache on earth and with very obvious marks of what happened last night on me. Six is sleeping next to me and I'm questioning my life (and my sexuality???)

WHAT DO I DO????

AITA ??

[shadowlit-shows]

Hi besties ahah I'm alive 😎👍

Anyway, art

The char on the left is my oc for my animated series I'm making

Everything else is me simping for Syntax

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i might fuck around tomorrow and tell my friend that was my gay awakening exactly that and see what happens 🤔

[louiesselfshipramblings]

Straw Hat Headcanons! (And selfship eligibility cause like this is a selfship blog still)

Monkey D. Luffy: Nothing really major. Just darker skin to reflect his Fantasy Brazil heritage, and frizzier hair. I don't wanna say just what Iñaki Godoy looks like, but...yeh, what Iñaki Godoy looks like. Self ship eligibility...no shade to peeps who do, love ya, but I see my boy Luffy as AroAce king. Man was immune to a fruit literally EVERY man was vulnerable to, and he didn't even realize it! On the scale, 0/10 [for me personally].

Roronoa Zoro: Yeh similar to Luffy. Prob darker skin, but him being Japanese, I get a paler complexion. Also he is def a closeted gay man for Sanji. Gonna be so cool when they find the One Piece and the two make out. Very progressive and cool. Tho he's not my type; too emotionally unavailable, and passes it off as being "cool". Fuck you, Zoro! But I still love your goofy ass. Be silly again! 1/10

Nami: NAMI!!!! She should be FAT!! She should be BIG!!! She should be able to eat everything she wants now because she's a free pirate, goddammit!!! And she should still be seen as beautiful cause she's a Straw Hat!!! LET HER KILL PEOPLE WITH HER CLIMATE BATON, YOU LET HER DO THAT IN PUNK HAZARD AND NEVER AGAIN ODA WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!! (Can you see who I made this list for. Shush, it's a secret.) I was late on the Nami train tbh, but when I hoped on I hoped HARD. Nami is so wife...I wanna make her happy...I get it, Sanji...now move it and let me date her! You can have Zoro! Oh, and I could personally see her as pan. 11/10

Usopp: Please. Come on. You know what I'm gonna say. Usopp, my boy...he needs his melanin back even though he barely had it in the first place in both anime and manga but sshhhhhh. The boy's South African, and is explicitly played by the clearly black Jacob Romero Gibson. I suppose Oda is bad at coloring and all, but I see you Toei. I see you still keeping Blackbeard black while making Usopp paler. Racist ass studio...also, no donut lips. I'd still say he'd have thicker lips, but not exaggerated to that, and if it don't work with the style, don't have em, no biggie. And Oda CAN draw Usopp without them cause he DID when he drew Jacob AS Usopp in that promotional letter, SO WHY DON'T YOU DRAW USOPP MORE LIKE JACOB NOW, ODA!?!?!? Ahem...I feel Usopp could be a bi boy. Genderfluid, or maybe in a way to boost his ego. You understand. Personally, I feel I would have to be very lucky to get with GOD Usopp, but maybe, just maybe...6/10.

Sanji: Tbh, he got off most easy for the New World redesigns. Really only switched his bangs and grew some beard. Kinda ugly but in that charming way, ya know? No real changes, he can be the Straw Hats local white boy. Just...please tone down the pervness. I was joking with the Luffy-Iñaki stuff, but please, make Sanji like he is in the live action. I will say he's been on good behavior since Fish-Man Island, so...I'd say Sanji is bi, maybe gay, but I find it funny the hypotheticals that a bi Sanji would be useless cause he couldn't hit men or women. But anyway Sanji is the reason Zoro comes outta the closet and they kiss at the end. But for me...he's not my type, but less not my type than Zoro, so...2/10

Tony Tony Chopper: Oh, Chopper. Poor, poor little thing you. Salty was right; Enies Lobby was the last time you were allowed to be interesting. Tho, I agree, with all the New World upgrades, I suppose controllable Monster Point was the one thing he needed...I mean I feel accessing his other forms without the Rumble Ball is fine enough. Maybe like...semi controllable Monster Point? I dunno. I feel his New World design cutes him up too much...reduce the hat down a bit and keep the goofier face he had from Drum Island, aka the best damn arc in the manga, argue with the wall. Man, I really hope he gets some cool shit when his Human-Human Fruit awakens, RIGHT, Oda!?!? Oh and self shipping? Uh...that's a child. -1/10

Nico Robin: Robin...oh, I love you. Not as much as Nami as I've come to realize, as she's a bit more my type but gosh I love Robin. She's been gettin a lotta love recently, for obvious reasons if keepin up, which I like. Main things with her is bring her bangs back (which the manga is already doin for super emotional reasons), and like Usopp, give her darker skin! Doesn't have to be as dark as Usopp, but some darker complexion would be nice. "But it was a tan, she's Russian". A tan she had for TWENTY YEARS? And only lost over a TWO year time skip? There can be black Russians. Toei inadvertently cooked early on and they were cowards for reversing that. I make it secret I enjoy thicker women, but honestly I think Robin works better as a lanky beanpole. Not to the...proportions Oda draws but def lean and tall. Good contrast to her buff hubby Franky. For fits, I'd really liked to see her wear more mom-style fits, or back to Cowboy Robin. Cowboy Robin was peak, argue with the wall. I feel she could be pan, maybe demigirl? Feels right with her powers, oddly enough. And like yeah, she's my fave behind Nami for Straw Hat self ship. 9/10

Franky: Franky is already SUPER perfect as is, and even his New World style has grown on me. Buuuuuuut...ugh, the shoulder pads...too much. I get he's top heavy, but that's just a bridge too far. I like his forearms being bigger, those should be kept. And maybe less "meaty"/thick fingers; I like em big, but it's funny he has a second pair of small hands in em. Def some more mechanical detail over his bod. His default hair should also go back to the pomp. I like the gimmick he changes it each arc, but the standard buzzcut kinda sucks. Like actually. You gotta understand, I consider pre-time skip Franky perfect character design. Legit, Oda peaked with him. Franky, def bi, but I could see him being trans! Maybe a bit on the nose with the whole "rebuilt himself" background, but it could work! Robin too, tbh. They can be t4t. Not my preferred, but cute! As he is, Franky is def a hunk. I like em big, yeh, and would prefer him fat strong, but strong on its own is nice. 7/10

Brook: Oh, Brook. Poor, poor Brook. It would have been so much better had there been another full arc between Thriller Bark and Sabaody to really get you with the crew (whichyoucankindaachivebywatchingFilmStrongWorldinbetweenTBandSAbutanactualbreatherarcbeforethetimeskipwouldhavebeennice), but even then you are still the best Straw Hat. Again. The wall. Suppose it's made up for the fact he's with the gang for the whole arc even before officially joining, which hadn't been done since, like, Usopp on Syrup Village, damn. But yeh! Like Franky, I kinda consider Brook's pre-time skip design peak, and his New World fit...bad. I get what it's goin for, but it's too many ideas! I feel Oda realizes that cause a lot of Brook's fits have been just his old look (Dressrosa, Whole Cake, Onigashima), which is nice. Skeleton in a suit and top hat, it's a classic. I like the crown hat tho for the "Soul King" aesthetic, but maybe smaller. More top hat than crown. And maybe he can just have themed suits, ya know? And yeh...like Sanji, turn down the perv elements. Like, it was funny the first two times cause "Haha, a skeleton asked for WHAT!?" but it lost its luster after that. At the very least, he's been on good behavior; last he did it genuinely was Punk Hazard I think, but he also pulled it on Big Mom at the end of Whole Cake is a genuinely awesome way (makes sense in context). Also, I feel Brook should be black. I get he's a skeleton now, obvs, but I dunno. Feels right for the Soul King. I have a feeling he'd be asexual—not out of choice, but...ya know—and maybe some level of agender? He is a skeleton after all. Who knows what being like that does do your personal perception. As a partner...eh. I love him, but as a friend! I'd wanna be a string duet with him! I feel Brook should be with a very specific type of person, ya know? Not that he's not my type, just I'm not for him. 3/10

Jimbei: Honestly, I'm not as madly in love with Jimbei as everyone else is! Yeah, he's great. Great in Impel Down, Fish-Man Island, Whole Cake, Wano. He's great! But I'm not drooling over him like some peeps are. And hey, more power to ya! Not much I'd change about his design...maybe make him thicker? Like, fat fat! Around the arms and such! Make him look like a strongman; would contrast nice to Franky's more bodybuilder-inspired physique. Maybe show off him being a lil older too? Gray streaks in his hair, hair a lil frizzy? Idk, just rambling. Tbh, Jimbei is either gay or straight. Feels right for him. As for me...he'd be a decent catch. Get it. Cause. Fish? Heh...5/10.

And that's em all! Granted, I have a few other, bigger OP crushes. Not many more (Perona, Law, Lilith), and I could include some honorary Straw Hats like my daughter Vivi and the cool boy guy man Yamato and maybe Lilith again cause I have theories tee hee hee. But eh, wanted to cover the main crew, so if I do wanna cover the others, I'll do it in a reblog. Who knows.

[gayboyasher]

YOU ASK FOR GHIACCIO YOU GET GHIACCIO (my gay ass was summoned by your post) caaaan I ask for Ghiaccio with a male reader who was like his. Gay awakening. Like I don't think Ghiaccio's ever been like "I'm straight. End of story." But I think being attracted to a dude would still catch him offguard? Hope this is good

THANK YOU

Thank you oh my GODDD. Honestly Ghiaccio drives me NUTS I NEED HIM. I Hope I interpret it  right.

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Honestly, everyone at the base just kinda KNEW Ghiaccio was somewhere on the homo-scale. No one knew what though. They had only seen him with a few women, all who only dated him for a few weeks and couldn’t handle him

He jokes that maybe he’ll look another man’s way, but it doesn’t seem like he will he’s too scared

But actually, he doesn’t really understand when a guys flirting with him unlike a women. He only understands Melone’s flirting because it’s Melone, but another guy flirting with him? — YOU flirting with him?? He gets awkward and flustered, and he gets frustrated and just goes as red as his glasses.

He will shove you away awkwardly and storm off. Don’t take it personally though.

He’s having a whole sexuality crisis. He doesn’t know what exactly is going on, because yea, he can appreciate a man, but you’re making him REALLY appreciate a man.

He doesn’t really know what to do with his feelings at the moment. He feels awkward

He’s not really good at talking about them either, so to be safe he just stops talking to you for a while

He’s angry, but not at you. He will be avoiding you for weeks though.

He also doesn’t know where to turn. He can’t talk to Melone about it, because it’s self explanatory, and the only other person he trusts is Rissotto, but he’s not gonna talk to his CAPO about this!!

Maybe let it slip out in front of Prosciutto, only because he’s actually an okay advice giver.

Prosciutto just told him to date you, and he lost his mind. Literally went bat shit banana monkey crazy.

After all of the avoidance you two were put on a mission together to “make up” because Rissotto cannot have conflict in between his gang members. So reluctantly and happily he has to be with you (Prosciutto recommended Rissotto to do this, he will take credit for everything)

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Awkward silence and tired screeching was all that could be heard at the current moment. Ghiaccio was quiet and driving his car faster than usual, almost as if he just wanted to get it all over with. Eventually, he slammed on his breaks, flinging you forward slightly. You clutched onto your seatbelt, looking at him. “What’s wrong? You just almost blew a red light and now your slamming on your damn breaks like a maniac!” He turned to you, sucking his teeth and looking annoyed.

“Haven’t you realized something?? You’re just throwing me off and it’s pissing me off!” He yelled, slamming on the gas and going once the light turned green. His face was a tad bit un-readable, but his body language was clear as day. He seemed a bit on-edge, not knowing what to say. You spoke up again “what are you talking a—“ “The damn flirting! The way you look at me, the way you act! Everything! You’ve got me questioning myself! I don’t get it!” He then turned down a street so fast you guys almost drifted off of the road. He then pulled over, slamming his hands onto the wheel. You sat there awkwardly, not really knowing what to say.

“I know I never said I was, straight, but now you’re making me think I’m actually gay.” That sentence actually didn’t make sense. The smart guy, the literal grammar police, just said something dumb? “What?” You asked, he started to talk more. “Like, as in, I was questioning for a while, I mean, I think you turned me gay.” Huh. Was that meant to be a compliment? Or was it backhanded? “Being gay isn’t contag—“ “I know! I know! But like, just recently I’ve been looking at you more than like, any women, or anyone.” Then it clicked for both you and him. This mf just had a gay awakening. Poor boy had his first guy crush and didn’t even know what he was doing. “Is that why you’ve been avoiding me? Almost crashed the car and killed us for?” You asked. He stayed silent. Then you started to talk it out with him.

After the conversation, you guys had to rush and get the mission done, and safe to say, you guys returned to the base “reluctantly” holding hands because a stand user attack, and that you guys “would totally not hold hands if you had a choice” in Ghiaccio’s words. (There was no stand attack; he just lied to hold your hand with out being awkward about it in front of everyone) (everyone, and I mean EVERYONE knew he was lying)

[quitealotofsodapop]

While most celestials do confuse reincarnations for their original selves, I think Iron Fan would have spent enough time in the mortal realm to learn to see the difference so the confusion over their reincarnations doesn't last long. And since she knows Wukong spelled the entrance, that means he somehow wanted this group of people to have access to his sacred home. It on Fan has enough of a brain to realize these were likely the Pilgrims' descendants and reincarnations rather than the Pilgrims themselves abdvthey just happen to have access because Wukong would never deny his troop or their decendants.

And Iron Fan isn't one to go against Wukong's wishes, not when he's sleeping just a bit further into the cave, buried under his favorite peach tree. So she does the courteous thing and brushes off her centuries of neglected hostess skills and offers them tea, only slightly threatening them.

Tang is absolutely delighted and near has a meltdown when PIF confirms that this is indeed Aolai, and not only that, but Water-Curtain Cave itself. Hecwas standing in the home of the Monkey King himself!! Pigsy brings him back to reality by asking the former celestal why she was there, since the last he'd checked, the Demon Bull Family had no reason to be anywhere near the Monkey King.

Iron Fan finally having company after so long, explains that there was much behind the battle between DBK and Sun Wukong that is and shall remain unknown to mortals and celestials alike. Namely, that DBK had done what he'd done by provoking the Monkey King on a misguided attempt to protect his only remaining sworn brother and had not listened to reason when she had warned him of the foolishness of his plan. When asked what DBK had been protecting Wukong from, PIF refused to answer.

Then, a curious baby dragon began digging, having slipped out to play with the monkeys. PIF has had to gently scold and chase monkeys away from her brother's resting spot for many, many years, but she hadn't accounted for company and a dragon. By the time she realized what was happening, it was too late, and Wukong's stone covered nose was exposed.

PIF wishes she could blame the dragons, but even she knows Wukong wouldn't have wanted that

PIF understands reincarnation a lot better than most Celestials, simply because she's more aware of Buddhist teachings + understood that the Tang monk back in the day was the reincarnation of the Golden Cicada. Redson himself has a soul thats seen a powerful previous life.

So when Iron Fan sees a Not-Monk (too sassy/gay to be a real one), a short Pig demon, and a tall buff fish demon suddenly start hanging around her brother-in-law's island one day; she gets a gut feeling that its "almost time".

Part of her believes it's fate giving a clear sign that Wukong is to awaken soon, and will require the company of his companions even in their new lifes to move forward.

So she leaves her post for barely a day at most to pick up Redson from Guanyin. Her family derserves to be reunited in whatever way it can.

And her little fireball runs off into the jungle of the island to play with a baby dragon he saw...

And when she finally catches him and makes their way to Water Curtain Cave, the whole squad are already there and half-dig up Wukong...

PIF hasn't had to play hostess in centuries, but she tries her best to make her company feel at ease - especially since the Not-Monk appears to be close to fainting at every piece of information she divulges.

Oh gosh if Mei had been the one to dig up Wukong as a curious baby dragon (and maybe a "its ok" from the spirit of Ao Lie), that would be so cute. PIF thought Mei was busy playing with Redson when she finally notices two pairs of little hands digging into the ground by the peach tree...

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SNAP OUT OF IT: ERIC SOHN 2

read chapter one here !

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TV interviewer: As you can see we’re reporting live from outside of the venue that global sensation rock band The Boyz will be performing at live tonight, it’s chaos, there’s screaming, crying and the boys haven’t even arrived yet! How are you guys feeling in the queue?

Girl 1: Better than ever! *screaming into the camera* I’d sell my soul for you Juyeon!

Boy 1: Hyunjae Lee you were my gay awakening!!

Girl 2: My mom accepts our marriage Eric!!

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y/n pov

A Friday night from hell, I don't think it could of been any worse. First of all being ditched by my friends back at the cab service, second of all being forced to walk home at such a late hour through the city's night club zone. Last and certainly not least almost being kidnapped by a shifty man in a burnt out junk car on the sidewalk.

Yanking at my dress ties, I strode in my heels over the sidewalk in tired drags - echoing with a concrete sounding graze below. The unknown fawn haired boy that rescued me from being thrown into the man's car following closely behind. I insisted on buying the drinks at the nearby convenience store, since he didn't have anything on him like a wallet or credit card. The little white plastic bag looped between my fingers as I placed the goods on the metal table between us with a clink. I cracked open two dark brown tinted bottles, sliding the other one across to him - which he caught casually with one hand, leaning back into his chair lazily.

"So, what's your name?" I asked briefly, looking up in confusion as he thought about his answer - who has to think about their name?

"Youngjae, Youngjae Sohn." He replied, setting his bottle on the table. His smile was cunning, his teeth white and sharp.

"Young.. Jay? " I looked at him like he'd just told me some terrible rap name before chuckling to myself lightly.

"It's Korean." He laughed to himself, enlightened by my reaction - teasing another flash of his pointy top teeth. "What about you?"

"I'm Y/N, Y/N L/N." I smiled flatly taking a swig of the open necked bottle between my fingers before asking further.

"So do you go to University or anything?" I added with a short sigh.

"Uh, no. I dropped out of high school." He responded, shyly scratching the back of his neck.

"Oh." I nodded knowingly, "I mean who needs the education system anyway."

"Too true." He giggled to himself once again, leaning over the metal table and lighting a cigarette between his lips.  "Do you smoke? Is it okay if I-"

"No but go ahead."I shook my head with a nervous laugh, as he closed the packet. Even If I did smoke, I was in no way shape or form taking a cig from the decrepit, crumpled, god knows where it's been, box he drew a light from.

"What are you doing for a living yourself?" He asked taking a puff of the lit tobacco between his lips.

"I'm just a waitress, this is the first Friday night I've had off in months." I raised my eyebrows lightly in reply, stretching back into cool metal of the chair behind me.

"Oh yeah, that's another thing." He reiterated, taking the cigarette from his lips briefly, "How come you were even stood alone in a sketchy area in the first place?"

"My friends only bought a 4 seater cab and decided to just leave me out of the ride home." I scoffed, my tongue poking the inside of my cheek in annoyance.

"That's something my friends would do to be honest." He replied with a chuckle, empathizing with me bittersweetly.

"Self absorbed assholes?" I asked with a cock of my eyebrow, referring my own friends to his own.

"Pretty much." He nodded with smirk, meeting my eyes for the first time in the entire conversation.

"I could have sworn he looked just like Eric, it was the same blonde hair." Two girls approached the convenience store, wearing matching shirts and flannels tied around their waists.

"But he had his hood up." The other one giggled, ignoring the conversation I took another sip of my drink.

The boy in front of me jolted, pulling his hood over his head and resting on the table. The girls jumped slightly at the sudden action as they walked by - shrugging it off strangely and giving me a strange look before waking inside. I took the time to notice the slits on his fingers, all shredded and the skin on them cracked toughly. His knuckles were bruised, as if they'd just been in a fight - or punched a nearby wall.

"Are you okay?" I asked as he lifted his head slightly, checking the surroundings before sitting back.

"Y-Yeah, fine." He shuddered, keeping the hood over his head conspicuously.

"Did you know them?" I pointed back into the store the two girls walked into, my bottom lip protruding curiously.

"Something like that." He chuckled nervously, quickly ducking back down as the shop door reopened.

"Uh Miss, you might wanna check your friends pulse.." One of the girls pointed to the slumped over boy in front of me.

"You might wanna stick to your bed times." I smiled bitterly at the two teenagers, watching them scoff sending me their pathetic dirty looks with their narrowed eyes. Turning on their heels, they continued to walk and turn a corner at the end of the street.

"You can get up now." Informing the boy with a light shake of his shoulder, watching him lift his head in a slight daze.

"They're definitely gone?" He asked peeping his head over my shoulder cautiously.

"Who are they?" I scoffed at the man in front of me, lips quivering like a poor train wreck, all because of some bitchy teenage girls.

"It doesn't matter." He rolled his eyes with a nonchalant flick of his wrist. I shrugged the interaction off, throwing one of the potato chips I bought on to my tongue and crushing it with a muted crunch.

The disruptive click of a camera and distant flash alerted the both of us - snapping our heads in the direction of the shuttering snap. Upon a balcony in the apartment block opposite the store, an older man holding a chunky black camera peered over the spindled balcony with a smirk.

Furrowing my brows and taking a peculiar glance at the boy opposite me. Confusion kicked in when he grabbed my hand and pulled me from the table. He pulled me down the next street, feet plodding heavily until we'd reached a busier street.

"What was that?!" I tugged my arm away from him with an alarmed huff.

"I'll explain later, I need you to trust me, so I can know you get home safe." He breathed out, signaling for me to walk ahead with him.

"Ah yes, let me trust the strange hooded man I met on the sidewalk an hour ago, the same man that I've just been photographed with by some random guy on a balcony. How do I know you're not about to put me in a car and throw me across the border?!" I asserted with a sneer dripping from each sentence that passed my lips.

"Listen I'm not taking you anywhere sketchy, there's plenty of people nearby. I'm just gonna need you to come with me, you won't believe me if otherwise." He elaborated calming the situation with his hands and trying his best to bring any comfort he could.

"Fine, but if I'm making the wrong decision right now, just know you're a piece of shit." I gave him a slight look of malice, which he shrugged off and continued to walk ahead.

Bringing me to a towering theatre looking building, supported by large brick pillars that reached from the ground to the top floor. As he said there were many people around, making sure his hood and cap covered his face. We stepped inside, cleaning staff dotted across the lobby as well as some music fans with matching shirts - the ones those girls were wearing earlier. Reading down one of the fronts of the T-shirts, in a gothic font it read:

THE BOYZ

JUYEON

ERIC

HYUNJAE

SUNWOO

On the back, a bunch of cities and venues they'd played. It was clear they had a concert here tonight, to add to the confusion being yanked back stage confused me even more.

"ID?" The guard asked the boy in front of me, taking his hood and hat up momentarily. The guard's eyes appeared shocked for a second, standing aside and letting the both of us pass.

"ERIC!" Somebody's voice boomed through the hallway, it was a male's strangely soft pitched for the yell they'd produced. "What the fuck? Where did you go?" A black haired boy stormed down the corridor, stopping when he reached our feet. Softening up when he saw me, he sent me a flirtatious nod which I returned with a weird look. If there was one thing about this boy, it was that he reeked of weed - and it was disgusting despite his attractive nature.

"Lay off Juyeon, I need to help this girl get home, her friends ditched her and the only way to get to her neighborhood is sketchy." He explained, finally taking his cap and hood down with a elongated sigh.

"No offense to this lovely lady." The boy named Juyeon sent me the same smile before switching back up, "But this is why our manager says your too nice."

The only thing passing my mind was Eric, flashing back to the T-shirt earlier... We were stood talking to Juyeon, they're in a band? A popular band? So why would he lie?.. If anything that's extra lady magnet points.

"She can take one of our cabs, where abouts is your neighborhood?" Juyeon asked further as the both of them looked at me attentively. Snapping me out of the many questions I had circling my mind.

"Just out of Central." I replied as they both shared a nod between each other.

"Yeah you're not walking through Downtown alone to get there in that." Juyeon laughed lightly eyeing up the short black dress I was wearing. I returned the chuckle nervously, partly in disgust as they brought me through to one of the back rooms , where staff were frantically wrapping things up and fanning the two other celebrity looking boys sprawled out on couches. There were electric guitars and other hardcore instruments being shoved back into their cases. Speakers and amps lying around with their wires tangled and spewed out on to the floor.

Now you tell me, who had I met on the sidewalk again?

——

For a moment, I felt as if my life had stopped in time, I stared at the ceiling for hours whilst the band smoked, drank and partied in the next room. The two other boys hadn’t bothered to greet me, instead they just stared with blank doe eyes that felt as if they stared miles past me. To be completely honest, I just wanted the warm linen of my own bed sheets wrapped around me, the comfort of my own home. It seemed as if I'd been trapped in this venue for decades before the music, the screaming, the sound of youthful life even had time to fade out. I'd already had my night out before I arrived here, but these boys wouldn't stop until the night eventually became morning.

That's how I slipped out.

With no money to get a taxi, I grabbed a merchandised hoodie that had been draped over a nearby chair and threw it over myself. The venue was like a hellish assortment of back rooms, every door led to either a cluttered storage room filthy and covered with layers of thick dust, or another room filled with feeble chairs and a stage for local performances.

There it was. A fluorescent, flickering green light attached to the ceiling 'EXIT'. It led me out to the back alley of the place, it was quiet, quite comforting actually. Whilst I made my way out to the front of the building, the sun coming up and streets clear of anyone from the night before, I looked back at the huge billboard flashing at the front of the venue.

"THE BOYZ. UK & EUROPE TOUR."

I continued on with my journey just out of town, along the deserted main road, not a vehicle nor even another pedestrian in sight.

Despite my heels feeling as if they were about to snap off, my knees shaking, struggling to stand, my eyes ready to collapse shut any minute - I managed to make it home to my block of apartments just in time for it to hit 7 AM.

Living alone has its benefits, despite failing secondary school and having no financial stability whatsoever, not having any parents screaming into your ears or any siblings you have to floor - it was a piece of complete serenity. My waitressing job seemed to be going well for me, as long as there's no proper numbers or any Scottish serial killing monarchs to get in the way of me - I'm sure I'm going to do just fine in life.

However I couldn't help but envy the absolute monstrosity of a lifestyle people like Eric have the audacity to live. It must be so easy, racking in so much money for bare minimum talent and a pretty face. It must be so easy to have women chasing after you 24/7, I bet that privileged nepo baby doesn't have a clue what the cost of living crisis even is.

Less Thinking More Sleep

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[vaguely-concerned]

zeblue sketch dump

here we go! :) this will go long because I Love them

I personally think of Blue’s glasses as less of the conventional nerd kind, more of the insufferable tech bro vibe. He IS a nerd but he’s also a scammer trying to get you to think it’s a sound financial investment to buy his cryptocurrency

God I wish I was more interested in/better at drawing clothes and fashion, because the idea of Blue wearing Aava hand-me-downs is one of the greatest mental images I’ve ever incepted myself with and I don’t think I can ever do it justice. + obligatory blue's dumbass jester my beloved

The Most important version of fullly armoured knight zero that I unforgivably forgot to include in my original post

Introducing Nephili ‘Neph’ Ax-Vel, one of the Force-sensitive kids that I invented for my ever-fixed mark ‘verse! Featuring an omwati redesign because the idea behind the species seemed so cool and yet what little art there is looks like uh… just humans with 80s hair and that was Not It for me. 

She is incredibly interested in technology and is showing signs of integrating her connection to the Force in that, exactly as Aava was so interested to see someone do! However (the monkey’s paw curls for Aava) Blue is her absolute favorite adult in the whole world, for unknowable reasons. (It probably comes down to them having some ineffable yet powerful autism2autism communication going on; he is surprisingly non-awful with her.)   

She’s also the only one of the kids small and literally bird-boned enough for Blue to be able to carry. (Dar-Yen — who even as a little babby 10 year old besalisk is pretty solid — once made a bet with his BFF that Blue would catch him if he jumped into his arms, Brooklyn 99 meme style. This experiment ended with several bruised ribs on all sides and a stern talking to. To this day the kids argue over whether Blue at least tried to catch him before they both went down like matching sacks of potatoes, or was just trying to save his cup of caf. Reader, I think you know in your heart what the truth is there.)

Before Aava and Zero started trading off haircutting duty, Blue’s hair got pretty long, which Neph took as prime free ‘I’ll braid your hair!!!’ real estate. 

Feared lethal assassin Agent Zero play fighting with the kids and dramatically pretending to fall to their combined might is something that can actually be so personal (is so personal I guess considering I made it up for myself lol). It is partially just to be an uncle-shaped jungle gym, but also a way to sneakily train them in working as a group the way he used to when running with a pack in his youth  

*blue voice* but why did theseus seduce ariadne though. Why did he not put the moves on the minotaur instead. This seems like the more obvious and productive cause of action long-term (and I have no other horny reason to think this)

*affectionate Zero voice* you’re insane (and extremely gay) but alright I’ll be insane along with you

(I could imagine this being a real in-universe statue that got commisioned and that they'd pose for fdskajfa Zero has gone through all the stages of grief long ago when it comes to what Blue does to his libido and has arrived at the perfect Zen of 'this will awaken something in me. and that's chill we live and learn about ourselves')

:') they

(Slightly older?) Neph and Blue, and some Zeros I doodled as a means to cling on to my sanity while stuck on a train for a couple of hours. Aava is right he handsome

important information being exchanged (the fact that blue specifically calls the hired killer he employs pretty... I will never be over it what is wrong with him)

The silly stupid little arms-wide-open-in-welcome doodle of Blue in this might be my favorite thing I’ve ever drawn. He really saw bae, went :) , and it fills me with such simple delight

(there’s also a Zero looking sad on this page of my sketchbook that didn’t make it in here, but that’s the context lol)

[whiskyarts]

The Fandom talks about how gay hugo is(the an -bodiement of an gay brake down). But consider how gay Varain is. Like bro build a whole shrine for some random guy. Then comeing out of prison and having another "role model" to look up to. I haven't rewatch the TV show yet, but I swear he uses the monkey man's name like, "oh my Demanitis". I could be making up in my head tho, lol. But hear comes my HC. Hugo finds his old shrine and goes into 5 or 7 stages of grief. Then his insecure ass like were mine?

I feel like the fandom actually usually portrays Hugo as INCREDIBLY bi/pansexual (and with Anna almost explicitly saying he doesn't have a preference, that tracks). But I do see your point lol

I personally HC that Varian always thought he was gay (maybe not that word specifically given the time period, but he knew he was attracted to guys) and him getting a little crush on Cass was his bisexual awakening, making him realize he likes girls too!

But yes absolutely Hugo would see his Flynn Rider shrine then look him dead in the eyes and go "So where's mine?", you're so right lol

[marshmeowpenguin]

as the year comes to it's end, i present to you, my fellow tumblrinas:

~~TOP 10 things that happened to me in 2022~~

I've met my best friend, about whom I think everyday, and I can't wait untill I fly over to meet him, and do all the things we promised to eachother we would do:D

My anxiety reached it's previously unseen peaks, and my well-being had been rather lowgfdhrtdhgfhdf

But, that's okay! I've learned alot about myself and the world, and I started to express myself alot more! I'm trying to learn drawing now, writing fanfics, poems... It feels amazing to show the world who I am:)

I GOT BACK TO READING and it consumes most of my time (which I'm very okay with) - omg, experiencing the song of achilles, the picture of dorian gray, seven husbands, the house in the cerulean sea, SIX OF CROWS AND ON EARTH WE'RE BRIEFLY GORGEOUSretretge'g;eld(amazingly beautiful book, please read it:3)

I'VE PLAYED OMORIIII omgg it was amazing hdsdsdfgd, it hurts alot, but it's the kind of pain that's worth going through, for all the moments, the friends, ghhhfhfdh, basil really reminds me of my childhood friend i unfortunately lost contact with,,,,,, i kinda acted like sunny with him, its painful to look at, but, i love itgfhfg

I've watched ToH OMG MY FAVOURITE SHOW EVER AGDFGHFDGH it inspired me so much to be more expressive, soothed my fears, and even if for a moment, made me feel like I'm... okay, like i can be seenfgjhgjgh

I had my musical gay awakening. Lana Del Rey, Melanie Martinez, Mitski, Phoebe Bridgers and LORDEEEEEE are the queens that became MY RULEEEEEERS omg aghghah, they really helped me in finding what i like in art - emotive beauty, tenderness, and stories - of teenage fun, adult heartbreak, childhood scars-hkfjfytghjhg ALSOO MCR, GORILLAZ, THE NBHD, THE ARCTIC MONKEYS, SUFJAN AND HOZIER, WE STANNNNN<3

I've felt excrutiatingly alone this year, as usual, but this time, the darkness didn't overshadow the joy, I often felt as loved as ever, like I could bring something into this world, something that would establish a connection, between what lies within me, what i was scared to show for so long, between who i really am, and someone as scared of life as medfgesgfhgfhd

i am very gay

i started quetioning my gender identity (like, alot); i was amab, but it never quite felt rigth... i never felt like i really fit in with any 'masculine' group of friends, idk, i wish i could explopre my feminimity without fearing that i'd dissapoint my parents, (like what i am now wouldn't be enough lolll)... i got called a 'she' on a discord server once, and it felt so wonderful, to hear that someone finally recognizes you for who you reall am... idk if im trans, nb, agender or just ngc, but something's not rigth... for now atleast; i'll look, and i'll find. Maybe in some time, i could go back to this post, and say, with the widest smile of empathy for what i thougth i was, blooming over my face: "it's okay, lilly/mick/girl/person/*me*; We're finally hear, you can look in the mirror, and love what you see, you can let others love who you really are, and we really don't need anything more:)

[zestezele]

09/14

Ol'"you" would hate new "you" for saying that, but... I got used to it.

I've never wanted to write a private journal, don't know, never felt like my thoughts were worthy being kept, like my experience had some sort of importance, of special value. For myself, nor for anyone. Though this morning, for once, I had a feeling, a sensation, a shiver in my body - gossebumps from my mane to my claws ,- I would like to remember. This clear and clean impression that, despite it shouldn't be that way, I got used it.

Remember? How the first week was? I would have sworn my nightmares will never stop, that I'll always wake up soaked in sweat. And covered in fur. Each dawn was the same shock. *sigh* ... The transformation in itself was... the moment I will remember 'til I die. And will surely be the last memory I'll dwell on when I'll pass away. Useless to describe it, there're no words. And I doubt any future "you" would lose the perfect remembrance of the swelling muscles, growing teeth and sprouting fur. I've heard some have fainted right after they've changed. Well... each awakening was exactly as stricking as the transformation itself. Expecting my flat human feet, getting these... beasts' ones. Excepting the mild smell of coffee, getting this air swarming with all the odors of my neighborhood, filling warmly what was nothing else but my muzzle! My... muzzle, my snout. MY! I was still the human me in this body, and the human me couldn't accept to call it "mine".

This body of a fox...

I mean, now I think of it, I don't want to complain. Some have became boars, monkeys or walruses. Wait! If anyone reads this, first, please close this diary, it's called respect. Then, if respect isn't your stuff, know that I'm not specist. Boars, monkeys and walruses are fine, may they live the best possible life. But I wouldn't have liked to become one! I, with hindsight, feel relieved and lucky. Thanks this... thanks what? No one really knows, why it happened. Thanks, this God?! Some say it was a kind of divine punishment. Fervent believers preach it was because makind was rotting in sin, most countries letting gays mary and women abort freely, that we had to repent truly to get our human bodies again. Let me say one think: lol. If mankind was decaying, furrykind is no better. Treehuggers say it was Mother Earth desperately showing us we had to be vegan, for its sake. Don't beleive in that neither. But I would prefer this one, if I had to choose. Sins haven't ceased, meat production has. Or perhaps actually, Thanks this alien experiment which has, from outer space, messed up with our genes. Anyway, no matter what, the result is the same: no one knows who to thank. Or to blame.

I blame not. What does it mean, if not that this is not serious, after all? No, I shouldn't say that... Some haven't been able to take it, and, well... Prefered to end sooner. It's serious, but it's not an insurmountable ordeal. Days, weeks, months of tears and crises, depending on mental strength. I didn't want to eat, didn't want to go outside. The world, these first weeks, was a total mess. But luckily mankind... or furrykind, should I say, found a stable point rapidly.   

And... I got used to it. We got used it (except Thomas, poor him!). I imagined that seeing this world beeing peopled by anthro wolves, eagles and sharks, cats, frogs and lizards was something I will always struggle to see as normal. And know what? Now, it is normal. I shiver again, now I realize how plastic habits, that if I can so easily forget a body I've lived in for decades, that's I've known from my birth, if I call this fox body mine now... I can call anything "me". And honestly, it freaks me out...

See you perhaps. 

[nekohime19]

It is coming! The final part of quotes inspired by panels from shadowpeach bio parents au!

Art and au belongs to @kyri45

PART 3!

"When your hunger demon take over"

"Monkeys... You will not escape cuddle time, being grumpy isn't accepted as an excuse"

"Gay awakening"

"THE TALK, both are dying on the inside"

"I do not swoon, says the swooning monkey"

"If your demons comes to you, then let me hide you away. My arms shall be your fortress"

"AYO Guanyin you are supposed to be the goddess of mercy, not the goddess of tragedy"

"Let me hit you with my feelings real quick. There, now panic because I WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO SAY THAT"

[justhellacesome]

the things is I realized my childhood was the peak of my childhood romance.

Cuz when I was six years old and a first grader (finally. after they asked me to repeat kindergarten twice)

I had a crush on a boy named Brian. I liked him a lot. But never really acted upon it other than not talking to him until my best friend, CK, (whos on the cusp of gay(trans) awakening at six years old that she ask us to call her KC) tried to tease me about it with the others.

They told him as snitches does and I didnt deny it, I didnt let them tease me and actually said that I did to his face. (It was the best decision I did then)

They asked me why I liked him when no one else did, because his bottom lip the right side looked like it was healing from a bee sting,

It wasnt, it was just a little lumpy but that didnt matter to me when he looked the kindest than the rest of them, more than Richard or Eugene and everyone else I cant quite remember the name.

And I was right. Because after that I learned Ck (Her name is Clark Kent! I never really understood it before but i think its hilarious now) was family with our next door neighbors when one day I was outside and heard him knocking on an empty house. And he lived just a minute outside of school.

I lived behind the school a block around.

And Brian lived at my streets end but I never did find out where. Ck knows but I never went because when CK and Brian and I would go home together after class.

I was always the first they would drop at home. So we all could change clothes and drop our bags. Before they would walk by and pick me up in our bikes.

At this time Ive learned how to ride a bike (After borrowing my neighbors and almost crashing into a canal and hitting my neigbors leg when they waked by and I did the know how to turn or break)

Ck rather likes to stay at home, but brian and I would ride our bikes in the neighborhood, back to our school and visiting a classmate who invited us to visit her house. Going to the park and circling the basketball court and the playground. We would ride our bikes everyday or whenever we could.

Brian would always be outside to pick me up at home.

One day, we made our first move away. Just a couples blocks away.

But when I went to school Brian told me he came to my house but I wasnt there. (My heart fell when I heard it. At the same time it made me happy)

Cuz I went home, and nobody else was home other than our babysitter and my baby brother. (

(And at this time Kids were left unsupervised as long as we get home by dark, or atleast playing right where out front the house where our parents could see us and call us home for dinner.)

(I think, looking back, I was really the youngest of the neighborhood kids, not counting our baby brothers)

So I would take the bike lock key from the hiding place my grandma put it (at the highest shelf where they thought i couldn't monkey climb my way up on)

and I would just run out and bike away.

I biked to school. (realizing how dangerous it was to leave a six year old to bike the neighborhood blocks away. I saw the bike years later and it was the small bmw and it used to be like a mountain bike for me then. I was tiny

And met brian. I lead him to my new house and friends and after that. He would also pick me up from there. Blocks away and Id see him outside.

Not everyday but often enough it stuck with me.

and it was a happy day whenever we did. I was happy whenever we could. I loved riding the bike and going exploring and playing with friends outside.

I was happy.

But One night, my mom and dad told us that we were going to visit my grandma downtown. Because we had just opened a business there and they rented a house.

I remember we left after we ate, the dishes unwashed in the sink, we expected to come back.

We never did.

And just like that, I remember when Brian went to my first house and couldn't find me, and I thought Brian would come back to my house again. And We never came back again.

I didnt get to say my goodbye as we just disappeared in the middle of the night.

I realize it years later that yeah. Baby kiddy me had more friends and fun going on when she hasnt known the feeling of having to leave wvery few years and never making friends to play with outside again.

Having a crush was also an empty need to just choose someone because everyone else had one.

But Brian, I still havent seen you again. I wanna say sorry and say hi, i hope wherever you are your doing alright and that im so glad you knew because you are one of the sweetest memories I have.

[blueberry-chick]

OMG me too! Kinda like in a tokusatsu series where the fight would require a second encounter or more with the monster villain that they couldn't defeat, keeping our hero characters on edge, and questioning their fighting capabilities and teamwork.

[Specifically in Jetman, the characters concern themselves with the relationship they have with each other and how that affects the team's fight against the villains, and their need to have a good relationship or at the very least (in the beginning between Ryu and Gai) a truce be able to cooperate for the sake of protecting mankind, & as well as for their friends. They also concern themselves with how another teammate treats the other, like with Gai and Ryu. ]

Like how Karasuma was being too harsh on Kamoda for not being able to fight back properly, or tweet (use telepathy) to not give away their strategy to the enemy.

The way they treat each other is important, to not misunderstand their feelings and struggles.

Possible changes to add~

So, let's say Irene got picked up by her agent and her Bolt didn't get melted away yet. (This would add Eden having a bit more control over her, not necessarily caring for her).

So, the characters are given time to regroup and think over the fight they just had. Pressured on how soon she might attack next.

I think their could have been more time for Kamoda to express his feelings of not being able to tweet like the others, feeling not well integrated with his piers. It's prevalent in chapter 26 how he really wants to join in, attempting to use tweet.

[A feeling of being stuck playing the monkey in the middle].

A conversation between Umino and Kamoda.

I would have Umino express the same sentiment to Kamoda, and how similarly she struggles to arrive on time and feels left out. (Reason why back on ch 23 she personally asks Karasuma Eishi to tweet for her, as she is situated far away from the rest of the Bird Club).

And Kamoda would reassure her that's not a fault of hers, because immediately after she arrived she managed to saved a boy in trouble, unlike him he couldn't fight back at the time where 'his' friends were in trouble when he was right there. In Umino fashion, she cheers Kamoda up, having a sweet character interaction between the two.

(Image)

It also serves having them interact more, other than the time she kicked him in the nuts. ( :D) Which was their last interaction back in ch 17.

A conversation between Karasuma and Sagisawa of how he acted back there.

Giving a bit of self reflection for Karasuma towards how he treats his friends and not necessarily meaning ill intent, but as a leader character, he needs to learn to know what to say to help his teammates grow.

Sagisawa clearly sees Karasuma cares for Kamoda despite the way he verbalizes it. For example back in chapter 19 when Karasuma awaken his Bellwether ability, he leaked his true feelings when Kamoda got shot despite acting somewhat composed.

I'm not saying he should use "nice words" but actually know what actions should be best to direct according to their abilities of the situation.

(Image of Karasuma being Kamoda's Pokémon trainer)

Even so, Kamoda never took Eishi's verbal insults as an issue, it was the way he was trying to get him to do things that weren't working. Basically trying to force him to use fiscal ATTACK moves against an opponent with high evasiveness as well as having their accuracy being staggered.

It kinda bothered me how it's not explored here, despite noting Karasuma's actions here, being forceful. It's very underlined and is dismissed going forward immediately after Kamoda gains his new ability, like it solves itself.

Second encounter with Irene

And now, what if on a second encounter/battle with Irene. He apologizes to Kamoda in this scene, as soon as Kamoda gets hurt protecting him, Karasuma fiercely expresses guilt of leadership and his angry toward Irene (like in the original). It would add greater value Kamoda obtaining his awakening this way, specifically for his type "life stealer". With a funny bit of Kamoda responding to Eishi's apology by tweet, and reassuring their bond to us the readers.

Takayama's participation

Like in the original, Takayama would be mostly absent in their first fight with Irene, because he was at the time saving people from the train incident.

However, after Umino joins in, they still find themselves in a pickle against Irene, and just when she has the upper hand, without any need to overdose, Takayama swoops in to defend everyone but by attacking fiercely back. It would be cool if he started using his wing mass as blades like he demonstrated before (ch 5), but now for action.

I like Irene's concern for Bolt, so somehow Bolt is pinned down when she's not looking, but not by our "Bird Club fellows", instead by Eden agents (I mean, how did they transport Bolt in the first place?! The cat's big!). By then she's taken away from the fight as she states she was close to winning and threatens them for their next encounter.

Afterwards. They would devise a plan to prepare her next attack on them.

I would've really wanted to see them use Takayama's linker ability more in the story (before Umino takes on the role).

They could have used it to trace Irene's next attack. Start learning how to work around it with school or blackouts, improving their sensing abilities despite the distance between each other, more meetings about hero work with the profesor, right before Takayama leaves the team in the following chapters.

Show a stark contrast on how they depended on his ability to know when & where to save people in need. I mean they talked about being heros and their need to make society their ally for their own protection even after Irene's fight (mentioned in ch 30-31).

The story seems to take Takayama's involvement of the train incident as enough proof for society to be on their favor, but for me it could have been more meaningful for the rest of the Bird Club characters to actively do hero work, even more so after chapter 31 stated it as it was going to be a given.

We could've had them react to a small bit of a growing fanbase in the public eye. Like people identifying 5 distinct birdmen in Tokyo, idk saying which ones are their favorites, making a joke on how Karasuma is visibly the shortest birdguy of them. It could be funny, them experiencing being more popular~.

(Really, I would be just adding stuff to spice up the content between the arcs, not necessarily changing it, but because I haven't fully read everything yet. I also want to be respectful towards Tanabe's story. I'm currently rereading the story and so far I'm on the 8th volume. I just really like thinking of what if there was an anime adaptation, and what aspects of the story could be fleshed out more in an animated format? I keep daydreaming of getting to watch episode one, but it doesn't exist (┬┬﹏┬┬)).

Extras~

I'd add a joke where they mention at least she didn't take out some weird cat minion foot soldiers or something, as she was already a handful with Bolt.

(Image of the cat boys parodying tokutatsu series)

Also, a bit of a missed opportunity here not having Bolt, a big cat, hunt them down like little birds, cause you know, they're birdmen~

And this would also greatly add towards the lack of action in the series (as I've seen people have said).

There can be so much more space for more character interactions and growth in interesting ways.

[mimi-ya]

coming out as non binary headcannons

zoro, sanji, luffy, ace, law | nb!reader

summary: how each reacts to their partner opening up about being non binary

masterlist

Roronoa Zoro

immediately thinks of kuina after you explain, maybe she could have explored her gender if she had lived long enough

but back to you, he’s pretty awkward about it, as he is with most feelings

knows this is important to you so he doesn’t want to fuck it up

but also, you’re still you

“that’s cool.”

you wring your hands together, a little nervous with an awkward laugh, “uh, thanks i guess?”

zoro curses under his breath when he sees you’re looking at him like you expect him to say something else. but he has no clue what to say.

“it doesn’t change anything. well, i mean, it does!” zoro immediately back tracks, “if you want it to. but you’re still you, and i still love you- will always love you, even if you-”

“zoro.” you stop him with a soft smile on your face and he immediately lets out a breath of relief when you cup his jaw, “thank you.”

and you press your lips to his, a kiss that he returns fully and deeply.

words may not be his strong suit, but he hopes his actions can say what he can’t.

Sanji

really hopes you didn’t have a hard time figuring it all out like he did (man represses his queerness so much it’s tragic)

is really truly happy you feel safe to tell him

and there’s a little part of him that’s saying, ‘i knew it’

sanji flicks the cigarette bud over the ship before turning towards you with a knowing smile, “i know.”

your face contorts into confusion, “what do you mean, you know?” thinking how you just came to the realization recently yourself.

his eyes widen slightly at your tone, “wait, no, i didn’t mean i know know. but c’mon,” he motions to himself, “you’re talking to the king of queer panic, you think i couldn’t see that in you?”

“i didn’t panic.” you argue back, but with a smile, loving to see sanji open and honest with himself as you try to be.

he scoffs, “and zoro’s tits were definitely not my gay awakening.” sanji reaches for your hand, rubbing his thum agbainst your wrist, “thank you for telling me.” he looks at you with a soft smile that makes your heart melt, “i’m glad you’ve found this piece of you.”

“me too.” you say, trying not to let your voice crack. even with how supportive sanji’s being, it’s still a lot to say out loud, “it feels good.”

sanji brings your hand to his lips, and presses a soft kiss to your knuckles, “that’s all i want for you.”

Monkey D. Luffy

cocks his head, ‘what’s that?’

after you explain he takes a moment to let it sink it and then shrugs, ‘sounds good!’

asks you if you want to go get something to eat to celebrate

but even as you’re eating, he’s still a little worried about something

“you’re still my nakama though, right?”

you blink, “i mean, as long as you’ll have me.”

“shishishi! course i will!” he takes his hat off and plops it on your head, “even after i’m pirate king!” luffy loves when you’re wearing his hat, that way he can see two of his most important things right in front of him, “you’re with me forever.” he tightens the strings up to your chin.

you raise a brow, “gonna hold the whole crew hostage?”

“maybe.” luffy shrugs, “but you’re different. you’re mine.”

“oh am i?”

“course! and i’m yours!” luffy pauses, “i am, right?”

you smile, resting your cheek in your palm as luffy stares at you, still scarfing down his food, “yeah, you are.”

Portgas D. Ace

probably the most experienced with understanding gender, has met lots of people that identify lots of ways

has the widest smile when you tell him

knows what it’s like to hide parts of yourself and is glad you feel comfortable to be your true self with him

“i love that for you.” ace pulls you flush against his chest and presses a kiss to your lips, “how do you feel about pronouns? is it okay if i still call you babe? what about other names? hotstuff is pretty gender neutral, although that’s probably better for me. hey, can you start calling me hotstuff?”

you laugh as the words tumble from his mouth. all the nervousness you had a minute ago has left your body and was replaced with the lightness that’s usually accompanied around ace, “how about we take this one day at a time?”

ace nods his head like an excited puppy, “whatever you want.” another kiss, but when he pulls back this time there’s a soft and seriousness to his face, “i’ll always love you, so don’t hide yourself from me, got it?”

you nod, feeling tears well in your eyes as you bury your face against his warm chest, “you either.” you whisper, unsure what else to say.

“deal.” ace pauses, “then did i ever tell you gold rogers was my father?”

“what.”

Trafalgar D. Law

he’s a doctor, knows better than anyone the body is just a body, and identity is independent of it

another awkward bean, but very soft inside

feels immensely touched you’d share this with him

also becomes v protective and won’t hesitate to cut someone up that disrespects you

“good.” he nods with a serious expression.

you cock your head, a little confused why he’s got his ‘thinking face’ on, as penguin would say, “good?”

law’s flushes a bit, being pulled back from his protective thoughts of you, “i mean, I’m glad you told me.” he face darkens a bit again, “and if you ever need me to take care of someone for you, i will.”

you roll your eyes and scoff fondly, “i don’t think that’s going to be necessary.” you pat his cheek, completely ignoring that menacing aura of his you can see through, “but thank you.”

law grabs you hand, squeezing your fingers tightly, “i mean it.” he says in a low voice, “you’re perfect, and don’t ever think anything else.”

you feel your throat getting a little tight at the seriousness of his expression. law isn’t an overtly emotional person, so anytime he’s wearing his heart on his sleeve is usually for a good reason.

“thank you.” you’re able to whisper before he pulls you tightly against his chest.