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aspecpplarebeautiful · 1 year ago

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This is my first time using the ask feature on tumblr, let’s hope I’m not doing this wrong

For the past year or so I’ve had a feeling I was aromantic but I never looked into it and I always simply convinced myself I was wrong or making it up. Around 5 days ago I finally decided to look into it some more. I spent a few hours during the evening reading about aromanticism online and thinking about it and I realized that I strongly related to most of the descriptions and traits of aromanticism, and I got thinking about things about me that I’ve never understood that would make sense if I was aromantic (such as basically forcing myself to have a crush on a guy I know. I find him physically attractive but honestly there’s zero romantic feelings for him, it’s all platonic). I felt kinda weird about it so I just went to sleep and tried not to think about it. The next day I continued to think about it and finally accepted that I was aro, and honestly it felt good to be able to tell myself that. Everything felt more clear if that makes sense, like I didn’t have to convince myself i felt romance anymore

But even after I’ve accepted it the part of me saying I’m faking it hasn’t gone away. No matter how many times i try to, I just can’t validate myself. I just feel like I’m making it all up.

I’m still young (not going to say my age but I’m a minor) so I keep wondering that maybe I’m not aromantic and I just haven’t met anyone who I feel romantic attraction to, and I feel like if I call myself aromantic without knowing 100% for sure I am I’m stealing the spotlight from actual aromantics. I know how stupid that sounds but it’s still weighing on me. I could list off all the reasons I feel like I’m a “fake” aromantic but it wouldn’t really achieve anything

And when I’m not stressing over whether or not I’m faking being aro I’m thinking I’m broken or something. I guess I’ve built up some internalized stuff over the years because, like I said, I feel broken. Like I’m missing something or I’m heartless

Idk. I guess what I’m getting at is that I can’t accept myself and I feel like I’m faking it. And it hasn’t even been a week since I discovered I was aro. It’s tiring. This is mostly just a rant on my end but if you have any advice then thanks. It feels weird asking a stranger on the internet for advice but hey you gotta do what you gotta do I guess

Feeling like you're faking is actually very common for aros, especially if you've only recently started identifying as aro. One of the big reasons is that you're defining an absence, and it's human nature to wonder if maybe you're just missing it somehow. It's very different then when you're defining a presence of something, and you can focus on something tangible that you can feel when you're feeling unsure.

I have a theory that we often also feel like being aro should feel like something, we should feel different. But often we just feel normal, and if we normal we feel like we should be normal (as society defines it, as being allonormative). But being aro is normal too, and it's what's normal for us.

But neither of these things mean you're faking, Anon. And often the longer you identify as aro, the more those feelings of being fake tend to settle down. One big thing that can help is knowing that it's OK to have these feelings, and they're not a sign of anything being wrong or that you've made a mistake.

This can be harder too when you're a minor because a lot of people will invalidate you, but minors know how they feel and they know if a label is right for them or not. And I know a lot of aros who started identifying that way in their teens, and still aro well into adulthood.

As for the possibility that you may develop romantic feelings later, it's possible, though less likely the older you get. We can never 100% predict the future (even people well into adulthood will sometimes experiences a change in orientation), but I always encourage people to go with what fits them now, and remember labels aren't written in stone and can always be changed later. Though if you'd rather wait a bit before using the label officially that's OK too and something a lot of minors also choose.

You're not broken, but it can take a while to unlearn all the societal messaging we get around the importance of romance/romantic relationships. A lot of this messaging is harmful even to alloromantics. Like the idea that you need a romantic partner to be happy/fulfilled, or that you're incomplete without one, since it pressures people into relationships that may not be right for them because they think being single is worse (often it's not), or discourages them from understanding themselves or developing their life and who they are outside of the context of romantic relationships.

In reality life is complex, and there's so many things that may make a person happy or feel fulfilled. And what that will be and won't be fulfilling to someone will vary from person to person. It's up to us to figure out what's important to us. For some that involves romance, for some it doesn't. But you're not broken, anymore that someone who isn't interested in say food isn't broken, even though their best friend may be a professional chef.

My big advice would be try and follow some aro blogs, and consider joining a community like on discord or a forum like arocalypse. Some people also live near meetups, so that's something else you can look into if you want to. Seek out aro media, there's more out there than a lot of people realise, especially for podcasts and books. (You can often google rec lists too and often find stuff.) And that should help a lot.

Sometimes it also just takes time to process a change in identity, it can be a big change in how you think about yourself and the world. So don't be afraid to move at your own pace, and don't think you have to have everything figured out right away.

And don't feel bad for reaching out, this is why the community is here.

All the best, Anon! Good luck!

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themomsandthecity · 2 years ago

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Seth Rogen Gets Candid About Not Wanting Kids

Seth Rogen is challenging the notion that married couples should want kids. The actor has been happily married to Lauren Miller since 2011, and during a March 5 episode of the "Diary of a CEO" podcast, Rogen was met with a question often asked of married people, particularly women: why don't you want kids? During a discussion about his success as an actor and filmmaker, Rogen noted that that not having children played a role in helping him realize his goals. When asked if having children would make him happier, Rogen was candid. "I don't think it would," Rogen responded. "I've been around, obviously, a lot of children. I'm not ignorant to what it's like. Everyone I know has kids. I'm 40. I know. Some of my friends have had kids for decades. Some people want kids, some people don't want kids." "The older we get, the more happy and reaffirmed we are with our choice to not have kids." Since tying the knot, Miller and Rogen have only become more sure of their decision to remain child-free. "I mean, a lot of people have kids before they even think about it from what I've seen, honestly," he said. "You just are told, 'You go through life, you get married, you have kids' - it's what happens. Me and my wife, neither of us were like that. Honestly, the older we get, the more happy and reaffirmed we are with our choice to not have kids." For the couple, the freedom that comes with having only each other to worry about is invaluable. "We are in the prime of our lives," Rogen pointed out. "We are smarter than we've ever been. We understand ourselves more than we ever have. We have the capacity to achieve a level of work and a level of communication and care for one another, and a lifestyle we can live with one another that we've never been able to live before. And we can just do that, and we don't have to raise a child - which the world does not need right now." Image Source: Getty / Matt Winkelmeyer / FilmMagic Rogen's quotes prompted listeners to realize how rare it is for men to be questioned about not wanting children. Women who express no interest in motherhood are often met with harsh criticism and invasive questioning that forces them to publicly justify what is, in reality, a deeply personal decision. In the comments section of Rogen's interview, listeners supported the star's decision to speak out. "Very refreshing to hear someone vocalize, without shame or expectations from society, that they don't want to have kids and are happy with their choice," one commenter wrote. For Rogen and Miller, not having children is something they've always agreed on: in an August 2018 interview on Dax Shepard's "Armchair Expert" podcast, Rogen explained that, while he feels he'd make a good father, he is perfectly happy without children. "A lot of people [try to convince us to have kids] because they seem to like their kids," he said. "People get joy from it, and they feel as though I don't have that joy. I appreciate that. I'm pretty at peace." Speaking on "The Howard Stern Show" in May 2021, Rogen said that not having kids gives him the freedom to focus fully on his work, bringing him a level of joy he compares to that felt by people with children. "I don't know anyone who gets as much happiness out of their kids as we get out of our non-kids," Rogen said. "Like, we're f*cking psyched all the time! We're laying in bed on Saturday mornings, smoking weed, watching movies naked. If we had kids, we could not be f*cking doing this." Related: Da Brat Announces Pregnancy, Says She Didn't Think It Was "in the Cards" at 48 https://www.popsugar.com/family/seth-rogen-not-having-kids-49110520?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=tumblr

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critterfloozy · 3 months ago

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For a different perspective on this:

Religious and cultural practices aren't good at giving facts, but they are good at giving vibes that inform worldviews.

We know at least a little about the religious practices of Wildemount and Taldorei through the setting books - there's typically a couple temples, most of the Prime Deities have their own holiday, some Prime Deities are more popular in some sections of Tal'dorei than others. Worship of non-lawful prime deities is banned in the Dwendalian empire, but there are pockets of hidden worship and resistance, and plenty of temples. The Raven Queen's holiday's focus is moving from a more Dia de Los Muertos feel to anti-Kryn effigy burning sentiment a la Guy Fawkes. The Dynasty doesn't disallow other religions, but it has a huge focus on the Luxon, including practicing colonialism through Missionaries. We've also seen a good amount of religious practice in Issylra - both Vasselheim's, uh, dogmatic approach and the primordial worship elsewhere.

Even if the baseline for interactions with the gods was just 'celebrate the holidays in that area', well. That's enough to give comforting vibes and a vague narrative. People might not know the full story behind the gods, but that's also true for real life. I'm a bad Jew, but I also don't think it's unusual for other Jews to be a little unsure about who the Maccabees were fighting or why or when that happened. But that's also not really the point. There's a joke about Jewish holidays being all about times people tried to kill us, and that's kind of true. There's multiple reinforcements throughout the year about how Jews are always the victims and survivors (lets ignore what the Maccabees did next), and that informs worldviews. Not that people can't break out of that one, but it takes some doing.

Not vibing with that one? That's okay. Ever see anyone freak out over a black Santa? Talk about why cop shows hate internal affairs? Try to convince someone that jokes about running over cyclists are kind of gross? Everybody's got biases that are enforced from various cultural elements, and that's going to be true for Exandrians too. In this case, it's that the Prime Deities should be worshiped and holidays should be celebrated.

2. People are really good at redirecting their anger somewhere else, especially if it's just one moment of dissonance.

So there's this tumblr post going around with a Rebecca Larsen talking about the image of the Conservative Woman, and her inability to redirect the anger to someplace that's worthy and useful, and instead punching down because it's easier than admitting that you spent your whole life thinking of a lie. But, in truth, lots of groups do this. It's easier to redirect your anger from systems that seem impossible to change to your more unfortunate neighbor, and it's easy for people to fall into these traps. If only it was that young people were lazy, or that fat people just can diet, or that people didn't obey the law, or that homeless people just don't like shelters.

It's also really fucking hard work to change people's minds. I don't know if I even have to give evidence for this? But people, even smart people (especially smart people), are good at justifying away evidence that doesn't fit with their worldview. We all think that we're immune to this, but we're not.

So I don't think one broadcast from Ludinus is going to change people's minds. I think that it's entirely possible that people will think it's a trick of Asmodeus or think that Aeor was a shitty place that deserved it, or people that have been primed to think that he was right will follow him. I think it depends a lot on how effective the Ruby Vanguard have been at dispersing aid and convincing people.

Honestly, consider a farmer in Wildemount. They might not even know magic is wonky, but they'd probably have seen the massive firebird raining destruction overhead, or noticed that trade's off because of everything that happened in Zadash or Rexxentrum or the mermaids taking over the swamps, and maybe even rumors that the Wizards that were kind of in charge but not really (but yes really) all fucked off for some reason?

Then you get a magic vision of Aeor. Do you blame the gods? Or do you blame the wizards, for standing up to the gods? Maybe that's what's happening now. Maybe wizards fucked it up for everyone again, and this is a warning from the gods. And you can't find those Rexxentrum Wizards, but there's a girl who does cantrips up the road for a little bit of money, and well.

Or maybe you hear that this all has to do with Ruidis, and blame the ruidisborn. People find their reasons.

3. Do the people in Exandria see their gods as fallible anyway?

The assumption that Gods aren't, on some level, fuckboys feels like a very Christian one - not that other religions don't do the same thing, but not every religion does. The ancient Greeks and Romans certainly saw their gods as flawed. Asking this question to a bunch of Jews will likely get you an argument, invoking Noah and Job and a bunch of other shit.

But, D&D was created by Christians. Matt Mercer is coming from a Christian perspective, and the way the players approach the gods can feel awkwardly monotheistic at times, so. Maybe the average Exandrian does feel that way? But I don't think we can take it as a given, especially considering that many of the Prime Deities aren't thought of as good at all.

This is kind of a cynical take, and I might more cynical than Matt when it comes to this. But while I can see Ludinus thinking it'll make a difference, I think it's more likely that people will just reinforce their own pre-existing worldviews

something i've already posted about in the past but am thinking about again because of the conversations in this episode is that i still truly do not understand bells hells'(well, particularly ashton's) view on what is going to happen if the information about aeor gets sent out to the people of exandria. obviously, i'm not an average person living in that world and am instead a viewer of the media with fairly extensive knowledge of the lore, so i could definitely just be missing what the impact would actually be! but the insistence that it would be a world shattering revelation that completely turns everyone against the odds just... doesn't make sense to me?

unless ludinus has a way of editing the information he presents and can take away the context, which would basically make the "footage" even more strange, what they're going to be seeing is... the gods saving themselves from people with the active ability to murder them all and having a rather humanizing crisis of what they should do about it? i guess the working with the betrayer gods part could be considered the controversial aspect of it, but overall, considering everything else that was destroyed in the calamity, aeor really was the one instance that was closest to being "justified". i don't think anyone who cares enough about the gods for this to cause any sort of big disruption of faith would have as big of a problem with it as they are assuming, nor do i really think it's something that would cause mass revolts against the gods in people who aren't devout.

#critical role #meta #long post is long

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teklarn · 3 years ago

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hi, this is my first ever ask so I'm not sure I'm doing this correctly, if that's the case I'm sorry; I don't know how tumblr works just yet >:')

would it be possible for you to write something about bakugo, pining incredibly hard for fem!reader and initially hating how strongly he feels about her? because they're not even friends, they only exchange few words occasionally and she doesn't even glance at his way whereas he slowly finds himself unable to divert his eyes from her during classes? shes always with damn deku and his friends and doesn't even seem interested in him at all but his heart can't ignore the way she looks at him proudly whenever they spar together, the way she sends him small confident smiles as they fight each other with all they have; so he thinks that maybe, maybe he might have a chance. basically bakugo liking reader so much he's completely lost in self-hatred because he always thought feelings were for weak romantics and not great people like him, but everytime he sees reader doing some badass things (again, like sparring with him and basically matching his skills etc...) he's reminded of how badly he likes reader? but when he finally accepts he's fallen for reader, after ignoring and trying to forget about how she makes him feel, he masters up the courage to confess? and it's a very clumsy confession because he's awkward and has no idea how to deal with those feelings? and he tries so hard to make reader realise he's never been more serious than now? and reader is startled and speechless before rejecting him? and at that point he's just completely humiliated, so he nods and walks away.

it might be a little dramatic but I've always been into unrequited love and one-sided pining. thank you, its okay if you don't want to write about this, i'll understand <33

𝓫𝓻𝓾𝓽𝓪𝓵 - 𝓴. 𝓫𝓪𝓴𝓾𝓰𝓸𝓾

character(s): katsuki bakugou x fem!reader (my hero academia)

reblogs are greatly appreciated!

a/n: AHHHHH this is so cute <33 honestly this is super exciting for me and this ask made me so happy, lovey. i’m fairly new to tumblr, i’m usually just a reader but i wanted to migrate here from wattpad so this made me so happy. here u are my love <33 i hope this lives up to what u wanted !! :)) a bit lengthy, but i had a lot of fun writing it !!!

summary: bakugou finds he’s rejecting his feelings for you in fear of becoming weak, however he just can’t seem to ignore you.

genre: fluffy, fluffier than the clouds istg, however the clouds are sprinking a little teeny weeny droplet of angst.

warnings: cursing (bakugou, duhh), one-sided pining (on bakugou’s part) second hand embarrassment (on bakugou’s part bc we can all agree he’s a complete idiot when it comes to trying to get someone’s attention), just bakugou being a jackass, i gave the reader a quirk

word count: 3,859

(pls excuse any typos or mistakes, i edited to the best of my ability but i miss some things sometimes !)

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part 2 is here my loves <3

brutal. it was utterly ruthless. he couldn’t focus, couldn’t think right. his hands were already exceptionally sweaty, but gosh when he saw your damn face, he was ready to explode. literally.

what the hell was it about you? was it your stupid smile? or the way you just seemed to carry every battle on your back? was it all the undeniably sweet things you do for others ‘just because’?

it made him angry that he thought about you, but gosh he couldn’t wait to see you every day.

just like any other day, bakugou found himself staring at the large door to the classroom, awaiting the moment you would bounce into his day, skirt shifting around your legs, bag slung loosely around your shoulders.

his leg was bouncing eagerly.

bakugou didn’t know when the feelings came. his cheeks just started flaring up all of a sudden and one day you just looked...different. you hadn’t done anything different to yourself. it was just him. not that he would ever admit that, to you or anybody else.

you were insufferable. you were stupid and obnoxious and so...so damn...

“y/n! come look at this!”

you’d come walking into class just as expected, and as soon as you did, that stupid nerd had called you over.

it didn’t help that deku sat right behind him, either. the two of you had recently gotten closer. bakugou noticed it last month when he yelled at the two of you to shut up about all might and get to work. he’d turned around to find you leaning over deku, hands resting on his shoulders while you peered at his phone.

“sorry, bakugou,” you’d said, barely acknowledging him. you had waved him off like an annoying fly. is that all you were to him? some nuisance that got in the way of your oh-so-entertaining conversations with deku?

all he heard nearly every day was your chipper voice talking to deku. always, “oh my gosh, midoriya, did you see the fight edgeshot was in last night?” or “midoriya! i have something to add to our quirk analysis book!”

that was the one that took the cake. you two dorks shared a notebook, occasionally passed between one another, and filled it with junk about quirks and pro heroes. but no matter how much he tried to tune you out, no matter how he tried to zone off and think about something else, you were always there. it made him want to vomit how much he thought about you.

you were doing an adorable shuffle over to midoriya’s desk and leaned over the table as you usually did while he angled his phone your way. “did you see this hero report?”

deku let you slip the phone out of his grasp to get a better look.

“no,” you breathed. “was this just recent?”

“yeah,” deku said, taking the phone back. “last night.”

“holy—”

“can you guys shut up over there?” bakugou said, his voice quaking.

“sorry, kacchan.” deku scrolled through the article.

dammit, bakugou thought. “i wasn’t talking to you, nerd. i was talking to shitface over here.” he jerked his head towards you. his eyes flared in anger when he saw you were looking down at your phone, now focused in on the article yourself. “i was talking to you, asshat!”

your eyes flicked up to his. you looked around for a moment before slowly pointing to yourself as if to say, “me?”

his face scrunched. “yeah, you. you’re so damn loud.” gosh, he hated how his voice was cracking, how he could feel his ears and cheeks lighting up in a swollen, cherry red. his stomach flipped.

she’s looking at you, gosh i’m sweating. i’m going to throw up. she’s so gorgeous. what the hell? they’re ugly as shit, i don’t think anything of them.

his eyes bore into yours.

“did you...need something?”

your voice broke his trance.

“kacchan, are you okay? you dozed off there for a second. you look like you’re burning up.”

bakugou looked to deku who was currently stretching out of his seat, arm extended. he pressed the back of his hand to bakugou’s forehead. “you’re really warm, kacchan. should we call recovery girl?”

it took him a moment to realize what was happening. his vision got blurry every time he was with you. bakugou smacked deku’s hand away. “i’m fine!” his voice lifted at the end, cracking. “i’m not sick. don’t you think i’d take better care of myself?”

“i don’t doubt you take good care of yourself, kacchan, but everyone gets sick once in a while. there’s nothing wrong with that.”

“i never get sick!” besides, if i got sick, i wouldn’t want you to be the one taking care of me.

he was still pissed. he was always in a bad mood, however, more so right now because you’d gone straight back to your phone and that stupid hero article that was supposedly so damn interesting.

soon enough, the bell rang, and you were seated at your desk. it was jirou’s old spot, however, after much convincing, you two had switched spots so you could be closer to deku. just a few months of getting close to the idiot and you two are suddenly best friends. jirou hadn’t minded one tiny bit, claiming she needed a break from how loud that section of the room was.

late as always, aizawa came trudging into your room. thankfully, his entire body wasn’t obscured by a yellow sleeping bag that smelled of something unwashed and coffee and gasoline. (for some reason, aizawa’s clothes always smelled of it.)

“lucky for you,” he began while shuffling papers on his desk, “all of you are doing training for these first periods.”

the class cheered in perfect unison, followed by their individual chatter. you had erupted with glee along with them, and bakugou was sure he felt his heart clench and then explode. just a tiny bit. but he shoved the feeling down just as quickly as it had come up.

“go out to the field and wait for further instructions. don’t make a sound in the halls otherwise, i’ll expel all of you.”

this shut everyone up in almost a second, the sound draining out just as water does. the first years trailed out into the hall, single-file mimicking the positions baby ducklings would take when following their mother.

bakugou found himself walking faster when he saw you take up your spot in the line, hoping to land his spot right behind you.

unfortunately, this idiot who considered himself bakugou’s friend tugged him back. “bakugou!” a familiar voice rasped.

“shitty hair, let go of me.”

“hey man, chill out. wanna partner up if we’re doing training in pairs?”

bakugou glanced at the line, the spot that should have been reserved for him now taken up by sato.

bakugou tugged his sleeve from kirishima’s hand. “whatever,” he snapped.

“sounds good!” kirishima flashed him a toothy grin and a thumbs-up. the bubbly feeling in bakugou’s chest died down as he stood behind sato, the overwhelming scent of sugar filling his nose, various candies that would go straight to your arteries.

“you smell like ass, damn,” bakugou remarked, squeezing his nostrils together.

luckily, sato was tall enough to not hear the insult, as he towered over bakugou by just another head. the line began moving like a sloppy train down to the change rooms.

bakugou scoffed as he listened to your giggle. he should be making you laugh.

“you’ll be given partners randomly from this box.” aizawa held up a familiar red box. “inside are all your names. i’ll select one, then that person will come up and pick another name from the box. that will be your assigned partner for today. as soon as you have your assigned partner, i want you guys to get straight to work.”

denki raised a hand, speaking before being called on. “sensei, why are we getting random partners? we’re always allowed to choose.”

“in the real world, you’re going to come across different villains every day. you’ll never improve your skills or your quirks if you keep fighting the same person.”

denki sighed, slumping back.

dammit, bakugou thought, gritting his teeth together. there wasn’t any way he wanted to be partners with you. it’s obvious he’d win the fight in the first few seconds.

yes! exactly right! bakugou internally grinned. his fluctuating feelings had finally soothed themselves. you were just another extra, and he had no room for you in his head.

aizawa took a moment to fiddle with the slips of paper inside the box. soon enough, he pulled out a name. “todoroki.”

todoroki walked up, digging his hand into the box when aizawa held it out for him. he pulled out a name, delicately unraveling the slip. “uraraka, you’re my partner.” he deadpanned.

the brunette grinned. “great!”

the two found their own spot on the field, and the class’s attention was once again diverted to their grouchy teacher as he pulled out another name.

“bakugou.”

bakugou strutted up without a worry in his mind. he pulled a name to find...

“y/n,” he said, voice a low growl. instead of the annoying fluttering in his chest, his eyes met yours, and they were filled with a different, new ferocity. he crumpled the paper in one hand, letting it twirl to the ground.

you looked at him, unsmiling. your eyes gave away nothing, and to bakugou’s knowledge, all you saw in him was another opponent.

it took him a moment to realize you had both locked eyes for about a minute. perhaps the two of you would have stayed as you were if aizawa hadn’t snapped at the two of you to get moving as yaomomo’s name was called.

bakugou was on his way to the back of the field, you followed close behind. while there was plenty of room still, he chose a secluded area. while it was still open enough to view everything going on so nobody got hurt, it was often nobody chose to train here. for whatever reason, you weren’t sure.

“wait up, bakugou,” you said. after a bit, you caught up to him.

“if you can’t keep up, then...” then what? he looked at you from the side of his eye. “then don’t keep up...” gosh, here came the embarrassing, disgusting feeling of redness in his cheeks.

you laughed. “what?”

“shut up.”

“you’re an idiot, bakugou.”

“i said shut the hell up!”

“what, so you can call me shitface in front of the entire class but you get all pissed when i call you an idiot?”

so you had heard him!

he tongued his cheek, curling his hands around an invisible ball, explosions sparking in the centers of his palms. “don’t expect me to hold back, dumbass.”

“i wouldn’t dream of it.”

gosh he loved that about you.

bakugou caught his thought in the air.

ahem...gosh he hated that about you.

you both charged in at the same time. his cry was louder than yours, but you struck first.

he admired your quirk. while he’d overhead you explaining all the drawbacks it had, it was strong, and you were strong because you knew how to control it.

purple arrows flew from your arms, going in your desired directions. if you lost focus for one moment, they’d vanish and weaken. if you focused too hard or long, you’d be plagued by a splitting headache.

he’d spent too much time obsessing over your strengths and weaknesses.

your arrows were weightless, however they were solid objects capable of carrying any mass, any thing, and worked as extensions of your body.

the violet arrow had shot out at him, twisting around his right gauntlet and crushing inwards. it’d snaked around him without him noticing, slithering along his back.

bakugou struggled to get the air-light arrow off his wrist, but it was no use. he glared back, only to see your focused, furrowed brows. he’d expected to see your cocky ass smiling. it was nice to see you weren’t.

that was one thing that had also caught his eye. you never underestimate your opponent, but you never underestimate yourself, either.

you conjured a larger arrow. it snaked around your right arm as you hurled bakugou into the air, releasing your grasp on him. you shot your other arrow into the air, and it raced into the sky.

it swerved. bakugou’s eyes went wide as the tip of the arrow came down on his chest. if they weren’t intangible things, he would have been bleeding out.

another drawback: the arrows, while they could solidify, they couldn’t do any actual damage. you had to use your surroundings to inflict harm on your opponent.

he coughed out as the arrow shot him into the ground. he hadn’t even touched you, and here he was, vulnerable and so...so...

you stood over him, hands on your hips.

vulnerable and so lost in that adorable, winning smile.

“get away from me, idiot,” he grunted and turned onto his side, his back crying out in pain.

“i think i won this fight, bakugou,” you chirped, rocking on your heels.

“don’t get arrogant, shithead. you won’t be winning against me anymore.”

you grinned, arrows shooting out behind your back.

the dorms were exceptionally quiet. you were typing away in the common room, bakugou on the couch reading. everyone was off doing something else. it was the weekend, luckily. he’d expected you to go bounding out with everyone else, however you’d stayed back, claiming you had some homework to catch up on.

bakugou being classic bakugou had stayed back. he was excited to have the dorm to himself, but your dumbass was stuck here with him. couldn’t you have done your typing in your room?

you were so aggressive on that poor keyboard.

“oi, quiet down with your shit typing.”

you barely grunted in response.

“don’t ignore me.”

“i heard you, mom.”

“the hell did you call me?”

no response. only your aggressive typing is a bit less aggressive.

“i can still hear it,” bakugou remarked, eyes fixed on your back.

“‘kay,” you said. your typing slowed a tad, and your pressure on the keys lessened.

it was quiet now. bakugou should go back to his book. he shouldn’t still be looking for a reason to talk to you.

the pages crinkled in his fingers. he bit his tongue, keeping his snarky comments in.

“you’re a fucking idiot, you know that? doing your damn homework. it’s due tomorrow.”

you turned, pursing your lips. “and how would you know what i’m working on? are you stalking me?”

“i- what? no. you’re such an idiot, of course i’m not—”

“i’m messing with you,” you breathed, face un-moving.

“o-oh,” bakugou stuttered out. he blinked awkwardly.

“gosh, what’s gotten your panties in a twist?”

“you’re annoying.”

“you’re a jackass.” you returned to your work. bakugou settled with reading in his room. reading consisted of jumping onto his bed just as the stereotypical high school girl would in an eighties movie. he buried his face in his pillow, face burning bright red. he cursed you for making him feel this way, and hated himself even more for how much he enjoyed it.

the next day came swiftly. you’d left early to go train with midoriya. there were many improvements needed to be made, but you weren’t doing too bad.

you propelled yourself forwards with an arrow, and your green-haired friend shot back, lightning flickering around his body.

landing back on the ground, you panted and swiped the sweat from your brow. from the corner of your eye, you could make out both kirishima and bakugou coming to the training grounds.

bakugou stopped in his tracks, frowning at the sight of you.

it was evident he hated you a bit more than everyone else. he was always making his annoying comments, he was always snubbing you. you saw no reason to talk to him, so you didn’t. either way, even if you tried, he would still get angry for no reason.

it’d taken you quite some time to get used to his obnoxious attitude. tuning him out had been the best course of action, in your opinion.

the way you and midoriya had bonded was through bakugou, in a way. the first day of school, bakugou had snapped at you for tripping over your laces and nearly crashing into him. later that day, midoriya had stepped up and apologized for his old friend’s actions.

you two had never been too close until now. the recent incidents going on with the league of villains had snagged your attention, and it seemed you were the only person who didn’t mind listening to him ramble on about heroes.

you were just as passionate and just as dorky, but midoriya could talk your ear off. you never minded, and he always took the hint when you didn’t want to listen.

you brought your leg up, twirling in the air with ease and watched your heel collide with midoriya’s face. he grunted, stumbling back.

you were about to charge in again when a hand landed on your shoulder, big and rough. you turned to see bakugou standing behind you, a scowl on his face.

“fight me again,” he demanded.

“excuse me?”

“don’t act like you didn’t hear me.”

“i’m in the middle of fighting midoriya right now.”

“so?”

“so if you think that i’m just going to ditch my friend because you want to fight, i won’t.”

“you’re being stubborn.”

“i’m being reasonable. back off.”

“y/n?” midoriya rubbed his jaw—right where you had struck him. “what’s going on?” he jogged up to you and bakugou.

“he wants to fight me in the middle of our fight. it’s nothing serious. don’t worry about it, midoriya. let’s just ignore him.”

bakugou made a sound someone would only make if they were choking. “the hell did you just say?”

“we’re ignoring you!” you waved him off and placed your hand on midoriya’s shoulder, wandering away.

it was new to him, not getting what he wanted. and what he wanted right now was to be around you. again, it wasn’t like he would ever admit that to himself.

“dude? you good? i thought you went off to fight y/n. i was so ready to cheer you on, dude,” kirishima’s chipper voice piped in. “she’s not fighting with you? why not?”

“the dumbass was just probably scared of getting her ass beat by me.”

“dude...that sounds really weird.”

“whatever, shitty hair. let’s go.”

the clock ticked. his ears were on fire. again.

gosh, it was happening again. it was all you. his face scrunched up, his voice would surely crack if someone were to ask him what was wrong.

bakugou was once again stuffing his face in his pillow, hiding his expression from no one. why did you have to go train with that shitty nerd? why were you always around deku? deku, of all people. what did he have? why was he so great?

bakugou was a man of many insecurities, but losing to deku? that was possibly his biggest fear.

perhaps he wasn’t the nicest, or the most soft person out there. bakugou could admit that, at least. but he was smarter than deku. he was stronger and he was better and people liked him more. right?

what was so...amazing about deku?

it was often bakugou would find himself obsessing over little, insignificant things such as these.

you were what he was thinking of most of the time. just yesterday, he’d gotten a test returned. he was expecting an eighty at the lowest, but more so expecting a high ninety. it’d come back exactly sixty percent.

sixty. percent.

bakugou vividly remembered staring at your face. he also remembered not being able to focus because of it. his grades were dropping because of you.

you were the only person to be able to do this to him.

his heart grew quiet, but the pounding of his didn’t cease. he lifted his head.

“alright, fine,” he said aloud. “you win, y/n. you win.”

he settled with getting over his feelings the way he’d read them in his collection of romance manga.

bakugou left his room and knocked on your door. (he was banging on it, but it was his nice way of knocking.)

you answered, looking around awkwardly. “yes?”

his hands shook. how was this supposed to go? sure, he’d seen it in romance movies and read it in books but it was always easy to tell whether the guy would get the girl or not.

in this instance, bakugou was clueless. for once in his life, he was clueless. you stood, tapping your foot with a hand on your hip, waiting expectantly for him to tell you why he was here.

“um.” he scratched behind his neck. “you uh- i uh...i’m sorry i called you a, um...a shitface.”

“okay? is that it?”

what? come on! it was already unlike him to apologize. what else did you want from him?

“did you...i’ve been thinking, maybe? maybe we could..train together as...friends?”

“...what?”

gosh dammit, as friends?

“whatever, um...the uh...” oh gosh, what did the boys do in all the books he’d read? right! bakugou stretched out his arm, resting his forearm on the door, leaning to the side.

although he didn’t, really, because like the clumsy jackass he was, bakugou missed completely and nearly toppled to the floor.

this earned a snicker from you.

his stomach flipped and churned, and bakugou found himself unable to reach your eyes. “uh, would you maybe..? okay, um. do you want to go on a date with me? you absolute fucking dumbass.”

your eyes flew wide. “...what?”

“no, that’s not what i— i mean i didn’t mean the last part. um, i meant the first part. the first two parts. the part where i was asking you if you wanted to go on a date with me and then before that when i said maybe because it’s still a maybe until you say yes. or...or no because that’s an option too.”

he swallowed.

you resisted the urge to mock him, just a little bit. “um, bakugou, listen.”

he leaned closer. “yes?”

“it’s going to be a no. i’m sorry, but i’m just not interested in you like that.”

it took him a moment to register everything. his shoulders sagged. gosh that was brutal.

“oh, alright.”

“yeah, uh, sorry about that.” you offered him a weak smile, still a bit shocked yourself. he did his best to return it, and when you closed the door, his face was ready to explode.

it was so damn difficult to deal with these feelings, but maybe it was better this way. knowing where you stood on your end, he knew he wouldn’t miss out on anything.

perhaps it was alright to admire from afar. things could happen in the future, right?

right now, he’d just wait. for a long, long time. bakugou pressed a hand to his chest, feeling his erratic heartbeat. maybe it was alright to not have you right now. perhaps he could better himself for you. just for you.

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btsandvmin · 3 years ago

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BTS&Vmin analysis pt. 2 - About me and my views

I think you who follow me here on Tumblr already know my stance on shipping vs. 100% believing a ship is real. Even if I’m making a lot of analysis like this, and find some things odd about Vmin, I am still not convinced they are real. I think I know they love each other, but I can’t know in which way. Love does come in many forms, and is complex and individual. I don't think anyone should feel convinced about Vmin being together after reading my analyses, which is why I post this to begin with. I could not with good conscience post something that might out an actual couple that obviously would have reasons to hide their relationship. Despite everything I think I know about Vmin it’s still not enough to convince me Vmin is a real couple. Just as no other ship analysis has convinced me about their ship either.

If you are unfamiliar with me I might recommend reading the posts My Vmin story, I ship Vmin. and Shipping vs Believing to understand me and my view on Vmin and general shipping better. I do touch on these topics in this long analysis as well but I talk about it in more detail in these specific posts.

I will go through a few different points in this post to properly explain myself and how I think shipping should be handled, as well as some things I think are important to know before reading my analyzes (or any analysis really).

Proving a ship is 'real' and how I think about it

Trust in what we see and don’t downplay other ships

Narrative based on facts

My bias towards Vmin and going beyond shipping

If you haven’t read part 1 yet, here is a link: BTS&Vmin analysis pt. 1 - An introduction

Proving a ship is 'real' and how I think about it

Most ships in BTS have “strange” moments according to their shippers, and these moments are easy to miss when you only focus on one ship at a time. In fact it’s easy enough to miss things about your own ship, and you might not notice things until after other people bring attention to it. It's also easy to misunderstand or misinterpret moments for many different reasons. All shippers have these obstacles, in particular with shipping real complex people, but I think we rarely stop and consider these factors and how much it can affect our ideas and in extension beliefs.

Honestly, the fact that there are many “weird” moments with all ships makes the ships kind of cancel each other out. Or at least it makes a lot of things people use as proof pretty futile. Many moments are not unique to just one ship and can be seen between several members or even with people outside of BTS. Most of the time the biggest difference is framing by fans and interpretation.

When you love a ship you usually hyper focus and put more weight on the things your ship does compared to others. It can also happen with the most "threatening" rival ship; that we note their actions more simply because we have been conditioned to "worry" about them. Most people who write analysis seem to ignore their own bias and simply speak as if what they say is fact and unique to their own ship. This is why I want to talk about bias and other problems before I start my analysis, because with all ships you can pick moments and put them together to make things look suspicious and believable.

There are things speaking against all ships, Vmin too, I just choose not to include it. In fact you can partly use this analysis as a counter for other analyses, as well as using other analyses to counter this one.

The fact that several ships have many analyses and have people even believe them as true should say a lot on its own how much shippers simply believe what they want to believe. If people are just as convinced about something else being real as you are, how can you be so sure you are the one that is right?

Also, ask yourself why it’s so important that your ship in particular is real? Likely it has more to do with yourself than with what it would mean for the members. What difference would it make when looking at the members' relationships if they are romantic or not?

Most things brought up in these shipping analyses only show the members being close or physically comfortable with each other, not that they are in a relationship. Many analyses also say very similar things and have the same types of "proof", likely because the consensus is that certain things make the most sense if you want a ship to seem real.

I think it says a lot that many ships have theories about the same things. Like their ship using ARMY as a substitute for each other, that they hide in each other's rooms, that they sleep together, jealous moments, matching couple things, that their songs are about each other, that they leave clues for ARMY to find to support them etc. Some shippers even take other shippers' theories and bend them to fit their own ship as well by just applying a different perspective (for example inspiration behind songs). Basically people want certain things, often the same things, for their ships and thus will search and find clues to prove it. With a lot of material over 7 years, picking and choosing moments and presenting vague enough connections any ship can be made to make sense to various degrees. Especially when some of that material in turn can get slowed down, zoomed in on or taken out of context. And even more so if the person mostly focus on a ship and their moments are what they consume the most or even exclusively at times, because then they might not notice similar behavior with other pairs.

To many shippers it doesn't matter if different ships share similar moments though, because it's either not noticed, gets explained away, or has many reasons why their moment has a different weight to it. They might say the “vibe” is different to other ships. In Vmin's case everything they do is often excused as platonic soulmate behavior. No matter what they do people “know” it’s platonic. And many others agree, so it has to be legit right? But just because many say the same things it doesn’t make it true, though it for sure can make a shipper feel better and more secure in their belief.

Even if moments or behaviors are unique to one ship, we have no idea why they are unique to that ship or if they might be romantic or sexual in nature. In fact, a lot of "proof" used can still be 100% platonic and the nature of a relationship is very difficult to understand from a distance. If the relationship is controversial it might be even more difficult to define and interpret (as would likely be the case for any K-pop romance, not to mention a homosexual one). Remember that there are many K-pop idols dating and very few who reveal it willingly.

We also have to remember that making analysis regarding ships being real are often not based on objective facts. A lot is speculation and interpretations. You can't easily compare ships to one another because many aspects play a part in how and why they could act in a certain way. Shipping analysis tends to have a lot of gaps that people fill with their own speculations, interpretations and projections because we are missing too many of the pieces.

Things get interpreted as romantic or sexual mostly because that’s how shippers want it to be. The fact that most peoples’ go-to conclusion is a romantic, healthy and loving mutual relationship between two people also tells you it’s often tied to what the shippers’ ideal scenario and norm is. Reality could be much more messy and is usually more complicated than our own ideals and ideas.

In the end, there is no definite empirical evidence to prove any ship is real. Or any evidence to define their sexualites and/or gender for that matter. People might call it proof, but I personally would rather call it speculation as nothing has been confirmed.

Trust in what we see and don’t downplay other ships

Shippers, and even more so believers, have emotional stakes in being right, and this can often lead to wanting to disprove or discredit other ships or its shippers/believers. This isn't a versus game or fanfiction where everyone is a rival and there is a winner and a loser. If there is a real ship in BTS it doesn't change the fact that they are all close and love each other. Even if one ship proves to be in a romantic and/or sexual relationship, that doesn’t make the other relationships between the members any less real and important.

There is no point in trying to disprove one bond to highlight your own ship, this just makes it seem like you don’t care about the members as individuals. They have said multiple times that they are close to and love all members. If you try to prove the opposite you don’t trust their words. And if you don’t trust what they say regarding some things, then why trust them only when it matches your own views and wants for your chosen ship?

A theory might sound convincing because the creator chooses moments and narratives that benefit their own view. I, as a creator, also choose what to present and not to present in my texts. It’s what all shippers and believers do, conciously or unconciously. The basis for analysis should come from BTS themselves, and no matter how I shift the focus I need to recognize and trust the things they have said and shown us. I won’t discredit another ship because they look close, because I believe all the members are close and there is nothing wrong with that.

To me it's also important to not go against the material we have. I don't want to stray too far from what we see and in particular from what the members themselves say. For example when Vmin says they are soulmates I trust that they mean that. But this mindset needs to include trusting things that contradict my views as well. Because otherwise there are no boundaries for what is real or not. I can basically justify or believe anything.

There is a difference between BTS lying by omitting or bending the truth and by making up things.For example, of course I don't want the soulmate claims to be fake, but I also see no purpose for them to exaggerate their bond to that extent. BTS can lie for sure, but some things wouldn’t make sense to lie about and would be very difficult to fake for this long. If BTS are lying about their relationships and are capable of exaggerating their closeness I see no reason to trust the members at all. Thus when I see BTS as a whole talk about being close I trust that.

My wish is for all shippers to realize that we need to be able to trust BTS for the most part or you can basically bend anything to fit your own view. Then the truth literally doesn’t matter anymore, because only what you as an observer says is true counts.

And please, no one needs to go to other shippers and tell them why they shouldn't ship what they ship or why their ship is better. Let's just try to be nice and ship and let ship.

Narrative based on facts

A narrative is basically the story a shipper or a group of shippers come up with to explain the actions of their ship and the members in a way that (supposedly) fits. But it’s still a story, only partly based on the truth and the things we know.

Any ship can be bent to look a certain way when a biased shipper picks what to show and puts their own meaning behind it. I am sure most shippers could make and do have a similar analysis to this one. Most shippers will make their theories in a way that presents it as a narrative, with something similar to a storyline and that is easy to envision and relate to. They have their own stories and fill in the gaps with interpretation to reach their conclusions. Shippers who make you believe in a ship are usually great story-tellers who write in engaging and convincing ways.

People who go beyond shipping and start to believe ships to be real can be called believers. These people exist in all fandoms concerning real people, and definitely for all the ships within BTS. I've seen analyses for not just the biggest ships but for ships like Nam*Jin, Hope*kook, Tae*Jin, Yoon*Min, V*hope, Min*yoon etc. where people present proof and are convinced of their ship being in a real romantic and/or sexual relationship. Everyone has their own bias and agenda regarding their ship. This leads to further problems like echo chambers, false information being spread, and interpretation being presented as facts.

I once again recommend reading my post Shipping vs Believing if you haven’t.

What you consume can be viewed and analyzed from many perspectives. A hater may attribute Vmin's odd behavior as dislike or them faking it, while I read it completely differently and a third person might not even have noticed these things at all. What everyone does is fill in the gaps, consciously or not it will happen. Since the material is not just limited but also at times shown with a particular narrative we also need to be aware of the gaps and what we fill them with.

The fandom can’t all agree on one thing, and not even shippers of the same ship has the same views or theories, which should tell you again rather clearly that it’s not fact-based most of the time.

Within the BTS fandom every individual chooses what they consume and what they hold on to. It’s important to ask yourself these questions when you consume fan material. Have people fact checked their information or not? Are they aware of the difference between fact and interpretation? Are they biased with an agenda? Are they open to having their view challenged? Because what you end up with every time you read a BTS analysis is your own interpretation of someone else's interpretation. And those two separate interpretations might not even have the same conclusion. For example, I have seen people misunderstand my own analyses many times. That’s because it’s not just facts, but rather a narrative based on facts that can be viewed differently. Every person is filling in the holes between the facts with speculation.

I do not want to end up spreading my theories as facts because it could be both deceptive and even harmful if it ends up as fuel for people who want to spread negative agendas or if it makes people believe in Vmin who then turns out to not be real. Again, these are all biased opinions and my analysis could be completely wrong, and that is fine, I am not here to “prove I’m right”. I am also not out to disprove or discredit any other ships and I do not want a ship war.

If you want, this big analysis could even be considered my Vmin storyline, the “BTSandVMIN narrative” rather than a analysis. All the things I’ve read into Vmin’s and the members’ behaviors while watching them and speculations on what it might mean.

My bias towards Vmin and going beyond shipping

I am a Vmin shipper, but beyond that I also think if a ship in BTS is actually real (in whatever form) Vmin makes the most sense. I have a bias towards Vmin and I love their type of relationship, which makes me partial no matter how objective I try to be. Confirmation bias always makes being objective very difficult.

I love Vmin's dynamics as a ship and is drawn to romance between friends in many stories/fandoms and real life. Vmin are easy to love and have a lot of great moments and a very close bond that I admire. No matter the status of their relationship their bond is something I aspire to and wish to have with a romantic partner. I suggest reading my post My Vmin story If you want to know more on how I got into BTS and fell for Vmin as a ship.

I try to separate the shipper in me from the analysis writer as much as I can, and see the difference between enjoying a fantasy and speculating if Vmin might be in a relationship for real. Enjoying Vmin as a ship is not the same as thinking they might be real or writing analysis, but being a shipper does make me more biased towards the conclusion that Vmin is real in real life. I suggest reading Shipping vs Believing for more on the subject.

I started off as a BTS fan, became Jimin biased, and then became a Vmin shipper rather quickly after falling for their bond. As for making analysis I started to write about reasons to ship Vmin (10 Reasons to ship Vmin, 10 more reasons to ship Vmin) and how they got friendzoned more than other ships (The “bromance” issue), because I was frustrated that people wouldn’t let Vminies ship Vmin romantically in peace. And as time went by I noticed interesting behaviors and patterns that I felt like pointing out. Not to prove anything or to say that Vmin must be more than friends, but simply to make people open up to the idea and discuss the possibilities. I also wanted to make it as a sort of counterweight to the other two maknae line ships which have a lot of analysis.

I am always trying to make think-pieces rather than propaganda. I don't want to tell you there is one correct way to see things, I just want to add my own perspective.

I am a Vmin shipper, and that preference and bias will always be present in the things I write. Thus my analysis can never be made with objectivity no matter how hard I would try. I think this is true to all ship analyzes, no matter how objective they might claim to be. There are simply too many things about writing shipping analysis that makes it difficult to be objective and conclusive. I will go through the things I find are some of the biggest and most overlooked problems with analyzing real people in my next post.

Lastly. Feel free to read my theories and agree or disagree. This is simply my way of thinking. Don't let me or any theorist writer do the thinking for you.

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ecliptsukki · 4 years ago

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his delinquent phase ❧ kaoru sakurayashiki // cherry blossom

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➣ genre: fluff

➣ warnings: adam’s existence

➣ request: can i request a one shot where you’re cherrys s/o and like childhood best friends with joe and cherry and adam and you’re gushing over cherrys old bad boy look with piercings and everuthing and cherry one day goes to S with his piercings and hair the same way as before just to see you fawn over him skjfks

➣ a/n: this took me three times to type up because the first two times i did it, tumblr thought it would be funny to delete it. i’m not sure if i love how this came out, but it’s still better than my original plan. hopefully this was correct to what the anon requested. enjoy!

ps: i’m also going to be going on a trip for four days tomorrow, so i’m not sure if i’ll be able to post. i’ll definitely try to start working on my other requests!

You had known Joe, Cherry, and Adam ever since the four of you were in high school. Out of the three, you had met Joe, first, not soon before you met Cherry.

You were walking down the eventful streets of Okinawa, admiring the sights and getting accustomed with the area. You had moved to the city not too long ago and already were growing attached to the place. In your defense, the city was your perfect and desired location to live in.

A gentle breeze blew through your hair, rustling the leaves of the green trees. You sighed at the feeling of the cool breeze tickling your warm skin. Not long after that breeze had gone, another, harsher breeze blew past you. You flinched at the abnormally sharp wind, snapping your head to the side, in its direction. You were met with honey red eyes and short, green locks, swaying.

The male slips past you, stopping abruptly.

“Sorry about that,” he smiled, embarrassed, “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

You were in awe, seeing what the boy was standing on, and on alert because you had always been taught to be cautious around strangers, especially when you were walking alone.

“Um, no. I’m alright, just shocked,” you shrugged, replying quietly.

Another harsh, but gentler than before, wind blows past you, revealing a pink-haired male. He had three piercings on his ear and one on his lip. Half of the boy’s face was hidden by his long bangs, allowing your focus to lock on his golden eye.

“Watch where you’re going,” he snaps at his green-haired friend. “Sorry about him,” he apologizes, giving you a polite smile.

All the sirens were going off in your head.

He has so many piercings! Is he a delinquent? Are both of them delinquents? If they are, I can’t fight them off on my own. What do I do?

“I’m Kaoru,” the bubblegum-haired male suddenly said, “This is Kojiro.”

Kojiro nodded at you, an embarrassed blush still grazing his cheeks.

“Hey, aren’t you the new kid?” Kaoru asked, finding your puzzlingly familiar.

“Oh, that’s why I felt like I’ve met you before,” Kojiro spoke up, nodding his head when he realized who you were.

Awkwardly, you shyly respond, “Sorry, I can’t seem to remember seeing you guys at school. Are you in my class?”

Until dusk, the three of you talked, getting to know the each of you better. You were also able to befriend the boys you were so afraid of, becoming your first two friends in the city.

You met Adam in the dark of night, beside Cherry and Joe.

They had brought you along, one night, wanting to skate with you. You already knew the basics of skating, nothing more, nothing less. Therefore, as your closest, and only, friends, they wanted to get further acquainted with you in something they loved.

“Who’s the sweet cheeks?” His hoodie-covered eyes left an eerie pressure on you, causing goosebumps to emerge from your skin.

“This is our close friend, Y/N L/N,” Cherry spoke up.

“She goes to school with us, and we wanted to bring her skating. Mind her tagging along?” Joe asks his hooded friend.

“Not at all, just as long as she can keep up,” he spoke in a cocky tone.

The pretentious attitude the unnamed face had was irking you in the wrong way. He seemed too mysterious for your liking. A third of the boy’s face was hidden in the shadow of his hoodie, leaving you only able to see the blue tips of his hair and his structured nose.

He must’ve noticed your timid stare because he looks at you, under his hood, “Call me Adam.”

Cherry and Joe look at you expectingly.

“Just call me sweet cheeks, for now,” you reply, distantly, not ready to let your guard down just yet.

You hear your two friends sigh, chuckling to each other.

“Don’t worry, she’ll warm up to you, soon,” Cherry told Adam, “We know firsthand how she is with meeting new people.”

You blush, remembering your first encounter with the pair.

Thinking back, you still regret letting your walls down and accepting Adam as a friend. Not a day goes by that Adam doesn’t linger in your mind, as much as you’d hate to admit.

You despise that man with a passion. From your first interaction, you should’ve known that there was something off about the blue-haired male, but pondering on these frustrations now wouldn’t change anything. As much as you’d like to curse the man for hurting your friends’ and your feelings, you knew you had to move on.

You sat on the soft mattress of your shared bed, scrolling through old pictures stored on your phone. You saw pictures taken by Kaoru when you guys went on dates. Majority of the photos were candid, seeing as he always had told you that you were the “most photogenic woman” he had ever met.

You remember the day he had told you that. You also remember your laughed reply.

“Then you’ve got the whole world to explore, my love.”

Although, honestly, you thought Kaoru was quite the photogenic one himself. His gorgeous, sorted, pink hair matched with his golden eyes and perfect face never looked bad, not even at the crack of dawn or in the late of night.

Speaking of which, you scrolled upon a photograph of Kaoru sitting all pretty with his piercings on display. Those piercings brought back many memories, humorous and lustful.

Ironically, the thing that brought you fear before now brings you yearning.

Honestly, once you had befriended Kaoru and came to trust him, the piercings no longer frightened you but instead, fascinated you. Those metal hoops further increased your attraction to the ponytailed man, leading you to the relationship you were in now.

Obviously, Kojiro played a big role in setting the two of you up together because both of you were completely oblivious to the other’s feelings. It got to the point that Adam almost had to step in and wack some sense into the both of you.

Anyways, ever since Kaoru had started working in the calligraphy business, he removed his piercings to maintain a professional image. You detested the idea, but you also knew that it was the best for his business.

Now that you were looking back at photos of Kaoru as a teenager, you began to crave seeing him in those metal rings once more. You missed the “bad boy” look your boyfriend used to have, not that you didn’t appreciate how he looked now. It’s just that there’s a different vibe to his current and past aesthetics.

As you stalked through more pictures of teenage Kaoru, you were unaware of the very man you were thinking about watching you. He noticed the longing and craving in your gaze. Then, he caught a glimpse of what was being projected on your screen: it was him but in his teenage years.

Suddenly, everything clicked for Kaoru, and he had the perfect plan in mind.

Something was off. Usually your boyfriend would insist on bringing you to “S” himself but not today. If anything, he was urging you to go with Kojiro.

“He’s been your friend for the same amount of time as I. You should take this time to your advantage and catch up,” was Kaoru’s excuse.

First of all, catch up on what? It’s not like you haven’t talked to Kojiro in months. Actually, you talked to him a day ago, at “S.” Secondly, what’s up with the sudden lenience and weak excuses?

Joe, who was also in on the plan, tried to help his friend out, making a feeble attempt to lure you with free food.

“I can get free food from you whenever I want,” you replied, squinting suspiciously at your friend.

“Not with that attitude, you can’t.” That pulled a raised brow from you and a regret-filled face from the muscular man.

Though you weren’t fully convinced that nothing was off, you still left with Joe, caving into their terrible attempts of covering up whatever they were hiding from you.

You had arrived at “S” with Joe for about ten minutes now, but there was still no sightings of your beloved, Cherry. Joe caught glimpse of your searching eyes and reassured you that he would be coming, be it later than usual.

Reki, Langa, and Miya had made their way over to you, sparking up a conversation with you, making you forget about the missing presence of a specific male.

Miya was explaining the new training regiment and diet he was to use in order to advance his strength, leading you to worry for the small teenager. If he didn’t eat enough, it could become fatal to him. You didn’t understand why a child was being treated so harshly by his managers, forcing him to eat barely anything and train long hours of the day.

You were concernedly asking Miya if he was feeling alright and offered him an energy bar you carried around in case of emergencies, which he gratefully accepted, when you heard the cheers of fangirls behind you. Knowing they weren’t meant for Joe, you turned around to meet the golden eyes you’d fallen in love with.

This time, there was something different. His face wasn’t hidden by his mask. You could see the pale skin of his cheeks and the pink of his lips. Besides the absence of the black cloth, you noticed metallic rings decorating your boyfriend’s lip and ears. Also, his hair wasn’t whipping behind him, as per usual, but laid low, drifting in the wind.

For a hot moment, you had thought you had finally lost it, but when you blinked your eyes, looking at Miya then back to Cherry, you realized you were still sane and your boyfriend still looked like he aged back into his high school days.

“Is that Cherry?” Miya asked from beside you.

You nodded, speechless.

You heard someone let out a loud laugh beside you, “Since when did he have piercings?”

Ignoring the redhead’s outburst, you were mesmerized by the Cherry you had been obsessing over a couple days ago. It felt like one extravagant dream that you didn’t want to wake up from. In your defense, as he stepped of his skateboard, coming to embrace you, he looked straight out of a fantasy. His skin was practically glowing, and his hair gently floated perfectly onto his shoulders.

“Hello, darling,” he spoke in a sultry voice, placing a soft kiss to your forehead as he held you in his muscular arms.

“K-Kao—” you quickly realize your soon-to-be mistake and fix it, “Cherry.”

His eyes shrink as he laughs, endearingly, admiring the flustered and confused look you were portraying.

“Is this why you and Joe were being so weird earlier today?” You asked, cheek pressed against his slim, toned chest.

“Indeed, my love. What do you think? Definitely brings back some memories of the old days,” he lifts your chin, forcing you to look him in the eyes.

“I love it. It’s perfect. You’re perfect,” you smile brightly, eyes lustrous. Pushing yourself up on your toes, you whisper into his ear, “You also look really hot.” You quickly pull away, turning a vibrant red.

“I think you broke her,” Joe told his friend, placing a heavy hand on the pink-nette’s shoulder.

After the supposed one occurrence surprise, you began to avidly ask him to wear his piercings, loving how attractive and domineering he looked in them. If he denied, you would ask him to, at least, tie his hair in the relaxed half up half down hairdo. He didn’t mind the different hairstyle as much as he did the piercings so it became a normal look for him. The only times he would willingly put on his piercings were when he was going to “S” or when the two of you were safe in the comfort of your own home, for research purposes.

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shinra-makonoid · 2 years ago

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Okay so I want to talk about that. I do think that people who are on death beds in general are beautiful. I don't think that being emaciated or with cables, veins and all, slow or weak, is really ugly. I'm definitely not going to tell that to a patient or their family, but I dislike the idea that "estheticism" should have any kind of rules and that "they aren't part of it". The reason why they're not part of it is because people have stigmatized views of sick people and death. Seeing someone who is weak and emaciated and near death is ugly because we are scared and uncomfortable with death. It's driven by emotion and not an actual objective standard of beauty.

And also I don't mean illnesses or pain is beautiful, I just mean the body of people who are approaching death. It's different.

People see those people as "death" already, like, "dead men walking" basically. And sure, some you can see their skulls because of how little fat they still have because they don't eat. But isn't it impressive too? I see life in that, actually. In the rawest way, and it has something comforting about it. In the end, you can see that, even nearing death, there’s still life. A body still debating itself to survive a little bit more, one day more.

My tutor has been saying that once she had a question from someone who was pro-euthanasia, and he ended up saying that “it was not about helping people in palliative care, it was about you, you do that for yourself”, and sure, I cannot argue against that. If I do that, it’s for many reasons, from the “most altruistic” to the most selfish:

I have issues with pain (all its forms)/loneliness and I wish people didn’t have to go through that (but I don't think the answer to that is a quicker death).

I think it’s important that people feel still integrated in society even when they’re disabled or sick, in fact it’s a core moral value of mine, they shouldn’t be abandoned because they’re considered as “broken toys” by others.

I think it’s important to develop listening and caring skills for other people who are not like me, and who don’t think like me. And damn the amount of religious people is unreal there, which is uncomfortable but important to learn to deal with.

I think about death all the time, it’s kinda comforting to see that if I was going to be in their shoes, that I would not be in pain and taken care of. It helps me in those ways and it allows me to be more at peace with dying or having a deadly disease. It eases my anxiety around that topic a lot, and it makes me able to focus on other things.

It gives a bit of meaning and humanity in a life that seemed to have lost it all.

I find that those bodies are different and beautiful, I have an interest in gore/disturbing stuff in general, it satisfies me, (and that’s probably due to old traumas of mine, after all I saw my mom in a coffin when I was 15, but even if it wasn’t, that’s still how it is for me).

Does that mean that I am a “vulture” roaming around sick people for some disturbing reasons. Kinda, and honestly it sucked to think that some people might see that first. It's uncomfortable to think that. I can be a weird little freak on Tumblr because I don't care how people who don't know me see me. And honestly I am convinced that everyone is a weird little freak inside of themselves and that it's just that some people are less open about it than others. But IRL I wouldn't want to be looked with disgust or distrust because I'm doing this volunteering. I also didn't choose to have those ideas to begin with. But I don't want people who are sick to see me as a "vampire sucking them out for my pleasure" either, you know? The same way I don't think doctors who work in there are like that.

And this isn't black and white. It's selfish, because it needs to be in some way otherwise we'd get destroyed, but it's also giving of your time and your efforts for it, for something that you believe in. And I do believe in it strongly. Without believing in it, I wouldn't do it, I would do something else. The "selfish reasons" for doing it have never been enough reasons for me to do anything.

I had a new volunteering time and I could even do an accompaniement alone. I was a bit thoughtful after a discussion with my tutor (the retired doctor, she's actually quite nice I like her), but the thoughts are just missing from my head today because it was, on top of that, a very hard day.

So maybe I'll talk about it tomorrow, it had to do with beauty, death, why I do this volunteering in general, and about how people who are in palliative care see us.

The retired doctor said I was already quite comfortable and that maybe near the end of June, or begining of July, I could be doing it autonomously.

#long post #volunteering #palliative care

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wlwcarries · 4 years ago

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i'm becoming more and more convinced that charlie's dms are real. i’m going to give you guys the evidence there is so far, for you all to make your own conclusions. personally, as much as i hate to say it, i think the dms are real.

i want to preface this by saying that i hoped as much as everyone else that the screenshots were fake. i honestly debated even posting about it at this point because everyone seems to have made their peace that they’re fabricated and moved on, and i don’t want to start or rehash anything. i promise you, i hated making this post as much as you guys are probably going to hate reading this. but i feel like we as a fandom deserve to know and address the truth, and choosing to ignore this will only do more harm than good.

there are two tiktoks showing proof of the messages: here and here

it’s pretty clear imo that charlie sent those messages in that group chat. there’s publicly available information proving a lot of what i’m going to talk about, but i’m not going to expose anyone especially since a lot of the people involved are minors. if you want to talk more about it, feel free to dm me but i’m not going to post anything publicly beyond those tiktoks.

so yeah. charlie talked about smut in a group chat with at least one confirmed minor as far as we know. in the screenshot you can see that someone explained what smut was to him, and then he continued on talking about the explicit fic.

i know that a lot of us on here, myself included, love to harp on l*lex shippers, and while the racism involved with the ship should by no means pushed aside that's also not my biggest concern at the moment. a lot of these people are young teenage girls and there’s a clear power imbalance involved. they’re fans, and he’s an adult man who they look up to. yes, they shouldn’t have sent the fic to him in the first place, but charlie’s an adult and should have known better than to encourage this. this is on him. he really can’t see that interacting and talking about sexually explicit material with minors isn’t alright??? is he that scared of his fans turning on him if he doesn’t act like he’s their close personal friend???

he needs to realize that he’s not going to lose his fanbase if he establishes boundaries with them. honestly, there’s more of a chance that he’ll lose them if he doesn’t establish boundaries. other people said this better than me (i’d like to link chloe @willexx’s post here which makes a lot of really important points regarding this as well as discussing madi, and this post by @reggieshairflip which goes really in depth into a lot of great points), but this is really concerning.

i also went on twitter last night to see what people were saying on there, and i’m beyond words. the majority of the commentary seems to be along the lines of “protect charlie from the smut!!”

y’all. charlie isn’t the one who needs protecting. regardless of the legal situation, if he wants to read fanfic he’s gonna find ways to read it. he’s a grown man, he’ll be fine. that’s so far removed from the actual point, i don’t know how else to explain it. charlie will be fine. we don’t have to be worried about him.

maybe people should focus on the fact that he’s talking about smut in a group chat with minors on it? like first off, don't be in a group chat with fans of your show, but especially don't talk about smut with minors, what the fuck. and the fact that he doesn’t even seem to realize the issues with what he’s doing is troubling in and of itself.

charlie has been involved in various other groupchats with fans for a while (this isn’t a new thing by any means), and i will admit that most of those interactions thus far have been innocent and harmless. regardless, the fact that he’s in group chats with fans at all worries me. these people are largely young, teenaged girls who idolize charlie--they’ve practically developed a parasocial relationship with him, and that’s not healthy in the slightest.

he’s not their “bestie,” he’s a celebrity. he keeps up with the innocent and harmless things, and encourages them, but doesn’t establish boundaries--and that’s what leads to people thinking that doing more is okay because he hasn’t said otherwise. people meeting him at the airport at 2am, fans showing up to owen’s house at midnight and then charlie entertaining them. that’s what this kind of behavior leads to, and i fear that it will inevitably lead to much worse in the future. i’m not trying to take blame away from the people who did these things--fans have to respect boundaries, set or not--but as a public figure charlie has a responsibility to set clear lines.

the point of this post is absolutely not to “cancel” him or anything. that wouldn’t be productive at all, and one of my favorite things about the jatp fandom on tumblr is our ability to have actually constructive conversations about things like this. this is tumblr, and i know i’m basically speaking to an echo chamber here-- but i feel this is important enough that it has to be said, even if nobody outside of this site will probably see it.

he needs to be held accountable and made to realize that what he’s doing isn’t okay. i get that this is his first experience being at the center of a large fandom like this, and i understand that he’s probably really excited about all the fans and wants to connect with them as much as possible. but he would do well to take notes from jeremy (and hell, madi, and she’s sixteen and didn’t have any prior acting experience at all), and engage in a healthy, responsible way like they do. i’m not going to speak about owen because i don’t really have much info or knowledge about how he interacts, but this potentially extends to him as well.

this is a really complicated and messy situation, and i get that. feel free to share your thoughts, but please be respectful. sending love to all of you guys rn 💜💜💜

EDIT: TO CLARIFY. i have seen this post making the rounds on twitter. i’m okay with that as long as it’s not a screenshot and the post is directly linked HOWEVER charlie did not straight up send smut to that group chat. they sent him the title, and he looked the fic up and sent the link in the group chat to clarify it was the one they were talking about. he was informed that it was smut, but it wasn’t just him sending the fic unprovoked. everything i said above still applies, he should not have engaged or encouraged the conversation but please don’t spread false information.

#again feel free to message me if you want to talk about it more/if you want further proof #but i'm not about to drop links publicly so please don't ask me to or come into my ask box with that kind of stuff #not sure if this post will show up in the tags bc of the links so i'm trusting y'all to spread this #charlie gillespie #jatp #julie and the phantoms #jatp fandom #jatp discourse #luke patterson #mine #willex #juke #julie molina #alex mercer #reggie peters #owen joyner #jeremy shada #madison reyes

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toa-kirhan · 2 years ago

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First time watching ToH S1E8 (Once Upon a Swap). Thoughts below:

Detailed thoughts:

I thought that this was going to be another lighthearted, low(er) stakes episode w/ not much to reveal, but Luz’s story dropped a couple of bombshells about Eda and Lilith.

I’m not sure which of the sisters are older, but Lilith seems to view her sister in a pretty dismissive way considering she thinks Eda is afraid, that she’s “a danger to those around you”, and that her actions are “clearly a cry for help.”

The fact that Eda wanted to join the EC is really interesting considering how far Eda’s strayed from that path. What happened that managed to repulse Eda from the EC so hard but convince her sister so thoroughly? Is it their views on magic?

I mean, that’s certainly part of it, considering Eda believes magic should be wild, free, and taught to anyone w/o join a coven. Lilith seems to have a more restrictive, elitist view. Perhaps she thinks that ‘uncontrolled’ magic should only be in the hands of those who can be trusted to handle it?

General thoughts:

Luz has made a lot of progress on her light magic considering she managed to get her runes(?) to link up and turn into an animated sign of Eda’s face.

I knew we got her name during E6, but I didn’t expect Bosha to get much focus. Apparently she has her own posse of Hexsidians. Also confirmation that Luz is a teen (assumed previously).

One day the King of Demons will get the respect he deserves.

Why is Eda dressed up as my Tumblr dash?

Eda is actually concerned about being caught by the guards? She opens her stall every weekend on the same spot and they still haven’t caught her! Lilith and the EC should be ashamed that her sister clowns on her on such a regular basis.

Eda: “I'm kinda on the run! Remember? Every guard in town would be at my doorstep if I had my name in lights.”

Also Eda: “I'm Eda the Owl Lady, the most powerful witch on the Boiling Isles!”

Also Also Eda (after establishing how much danger she’s in): “Body swap!”

Body swap episode? I see we need to meet the quota for classic cartoon plotlines.

A face and voice swap? An interesting combo. Keeping everything the same but w/ the VAs impersonating each other is my favorite, but this is still good from an accessibility + understanding point of view.

I LOVE HOOTY! let Hooty roll in the mud he deserves it c:

Sub-episodes w/ subtitles! How exciting!

Eda is killing it as King! Honestly if the characters didn’t swap faces and VAs, I’m not sure if I’d be able to tell Eda and King apart.

Is Dotty is a demon or does she just do that?

So is it that all demons can’t do magic or just King? I remember Adegast using magic when disguised as the Wizard, but I’m not sure if that was part of the illusion.

o7 Bow-tie cat. A true revolutionary spirit broken by the system.

MUSIC! SONG! LYRICS! AAHHHH!!!!!!! (clarification: shouts of joy)

So is it canon that the main species on the Boiling Isles are called Elves? It hasn’t really been clear until now.

Man, Hooty really gets the short-end of the stick from everyone. At least this time they aren’t hurting or yelling at him.

Alas, even the Boiling Isles struggles w/ crumbling public infrastructure.

But fr, what is Dead Man’s Curve? Is it an actual road or just some random dilapidated track overlooking town? What is this, Pokemon?

Shoutout to Bosha’s friends for giving Luz (King) a pass on racing around Dead Man’s Curve.

Luz is getting a lot of good practice using magic in Eda’s body. If she ever needs to swap bodies w/ someone again then at least she’ll be prepared.

Luz is a natural saleswoman. Eda should just have Luz run her stall for her. I know that’s not the lesson this episode’s trying to teach, but she should really consider it.

Eda gets all of her treasures from sending Owlbert into the human world, so I suppose selling anything makes for some pretty good margins. In Eda’s case, the main cost would be the opportunity cost of storing certain items over others.

Chest face centaur makes his triumphant return from E2. Very sweet seeing him get his new decoy face so he doesn’t have so much trouble w/ others.

THEY ARRESTED OWLBERT ;_; o7

Boy the writers sure do know how to instantly ratchet up the tension of a scene like that. First the guards, then the EC, then the big reveal of Lilith.

Eda’s list of crimes grows: misuse of magic, demonic misdemeanors, petty theft, refusing to join a coven, operating a stand without a permit, and owning a hocus without a pocus.

Lilith “we can just make all your problems disappear if you join us” - ACAB

Lilith (after trying to comfort her sister and telling her how much she cares about her): “Bring out the branding glove!”

It’s surprising that more prisoners never escaped considering Luz was able to blast a hole in the precinct while cuffed with the head of the EC standing next to her.

HOLY FUCK! OWLBERT SWOLE! He busted through that jail door like it was nothing!

Very minor but the clothes they got after the swap swaps with their minds too?

JESUS CHRIST! EDA REALLY IS THE STRONGEST WITCH IN THE BOILING ISLES! She just body swapped 9 people (+ 1 (demon?) dog)!

Also Eda has a lot of magical bile considering how many powerful spells she and Luz used (unless the magic for the body swap spell comes from Owlbert).

#toh #toh season 1 #toh s1 #now labeling the episodes by name #a lot more of my notes made it through to the final post on this one #the owl house #media analysis

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jonsa101 · 4 years ago

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Do you think when Max double back and said “we never talked about it” do you think Helen took it as yes finally he’s opening up and that’s why she hug him and laugh that relieved laugh? And then she asked him that question and she realize he still doesn’t get it??

Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!! This is a great question and such a hard one to answer as well! I’ve honestly considered a lot of scenarios in my mind about where Helen’s mind was at before and after the hug. I have gone back and forth about it but after analyzing it for awhile these are my final thoughts on it.

In my last ask I got from @abriaashley, I had mentioned that there was a very brief moment in that rooftop scene that reminded of me their rooftop scene in 1.17. Before I answered this ask, I took a couple days to really make sure that I knew what I was talking about but after analyzing it I know without a shadow of doubt this is the exact same expression. To me, this brief moment below is the most important key in understanding everything that happened during and after their hug.

But in order to understand why Helen has this expression on her face, we need to first examine the scene where we saw this expression first. In episode 1.17, Max and Helen are having a conversation within a conversation about their relationship. Everything is subtext but essentially Helen tells Max that she needs to “triage,” she can’t be his “all of the above” and that she’s removing herself as his doctor. Of course Max is upset by this and with his wonderful Freudian slip he reveals his true heart’s desire when he says...

But what if I want you?

After this declaration, we get this expression on her face and then Helen STICKS TO HER RESOLVE!

In the context of this scene, Helen’s expression here tells me two things:

Max telling her “what if I want want you” is exactly what she wants to hear. She clearly has feelings for him and hearing that is supposed to tempt and sway her resolve. But based on their current circumstances the idea of them is simply not possible and it’s heart aching.

She clearly doesn’t want to do what she’s about to do in this moment but she’s BUILDING UP THE WILL POWER to do what she feels she has to do!

This is my interpretation of why Helen has that expression on her face. When I look at episode 3.10 where Helen has that same look before she hugs Max, I think the same reasons apply for this moment as well. As an avid Sharpwin shipper it’s easy to fan girl about these intimate moments and get carried away but when you logically look at their scene and the scene that took place right before, hopefully what I explain will make perfect sense to you.

Before Max and Helen’s moment on the roof, Helen had a GUT-WRENCHING scene with her niece. Mina is still heavily grieving her father and this explains so much of why she’s also had a lot of behavioral issues. She’s suffering emotionally and is desperately trying to find some semblance of peace and healing. Shanthi Sekaran, the writer for this episode, said the inspiration for this scene was Micaheanglo’s Pieta and how fitting it was for this moment between them.

“Pieta” which translates to pity or compassion, shows the the Virgin Mary compassionately holding on to the dead body of Jesus as she sorrowfully contemplates the death of her beloved son.

Like this sculpture, Helen compassionately holds Mina and comforts her as Mina is overcome with her grief and as Helen is trying to empathize with the depths of Mina’s sorrow! It’s just such a beautiful thing to witness and why I’m hoping Mina sticks around for the long haul. There’s so much emotional investment already and in this moment of their lives, they desperately NEED EACH OTHER! So when you look at everything from a wholistic perspective and you look at the chain of events that led Helen to be on that rooftop in the first place, does it LOGICALLY make sense that Helen would be in the headspace to address her relationship with Max or even kiss him? Nooooooooo!!!!

It doesn’t make sense!

If anything, her actions in this scene is a reflection of what she did earlier with Cassian when she broke up with him. As she made her niece first priority with Cassian, she is essentially making her niece first priority again with Max, despite being in love with him!

Let’s breakdown 3.10’s rooftop scene so y’all can know where I’m coming from.

Part 1 of this scene is Max and Helen discussing parenting and him emotionally supporting her when she feels like she had a parenting fail. This should have been the first clue for us to understand how this moment between them would play out because this issue with Mina was the main thing that was clearly plaguing her mind!

In part 2 of this scene, Max turns to leave and then after briefly hesitating, he turns around says

“I’m sorry about Cassian.”

As soon as he says this we see this same expression we saw in 1.17. Then Max continues and says.

I don’t know what to...say. I mean, we never talk about it.”

Y’all I said this in my last ask but this is a really big deal! This is Max’s first attempt to bring up the elephant in the room between them and it’s something that he’s never attempted to address before. Helen knows this is a big deal too and she knows where this conversation was headed. Hence why before the conversation could even go anywhere, Helen cut him off with a hug!

Like I said at the beginning of this post, the expression Helen makes before the hug is the key to understanding this scene in it’s entirety! Similar to 1.17 I believe the same reasons apply for her expression in 3.10 but vary slightly.

Once again, what Max is saying is exactly what Helen wants to hear but also what she’s been waiting for him to do! Unlike in season 1, Max and Helen are in completely different circumstances than they were back then. Subconsciously, they had feelings back then but now they are both fully aware that they’re in love with each other. The massive elephant in the room exists between them because they don’t talk about their feelings and they’re to afraid to voice that they’re in love with each other. There is no doubt in my mind that Max finally being able to at least broach the topic is something that she has always wanted Max to do. They seemingly don’t have anything that’s holding them back from being together but based by how I see it, the heart aching look on Helen’s face tells me that in Helen’s mind it’s essential she puts her sole focus into Mina, even if this is something she’s always wanted. (This Is KEY!)

Like 1.17, I think Helen was building up that will power to tell him that she’s happy that their friends even though she’s in love with him. That hug between them was a lot of things. It was deeply loving and heartfelt. It was cathartic with pent-up angst and longing semi-released but most of all, it was desperate and supportive. Despite this, I also believe that this hug was used to avoid a conversation that Helen didn’t want to have. If she allowed that conversation to go any further she would have 100% been swayed and would have probably given into her feelings. But Helen didn’t want to be swayed. She wanted to stick to her resolve that Mina is her first priority! Is this a problematic mindset? Yes! But after that emotionally charged moment with Mina I can see how Helen might think she’s making the right decision.

Also, I’m convinced that if Mina’s breakdown didn’t happen before Max and Helen’s moment on the rooftop, they would have probably had that conversation. But since it did happen, it totally plays a role in what transpires between Helen and Max.

For the moments after they hug this is how I interpret those interactions:

When Helen says to Max “what you said earlier” initially I thought she was referring to something he said earlier in the day. Now that I’ve taken a couple of days to really think about it, I just don’t think that makes sense. Again, after Helen’s moment with Mina, I don’t think she was in the headspace at all to talk about her feelings for him. This scene was more so about Max stepping up and being emotionally supportive of her and I think what’s she’s actually referring to is Max saying “But it helps not to be alone.” In that moment Helen recognized that Max will unequivocally support her and I think that’s something she’s incredibly grateful for. When Max responds with “what did I say?,” I genuinely believe he’s not thinking straight because he so overwhelmed and overjoyed to have Helen in his arms. Also, I think naturally he asks that question because he wants to know for future reference what he needs to keep saying to keep her in his arms 🥰.That look that she gives Max before she tells him that she’s really glad that they’re friends isn’t necessarily a look of disappointment because of Max. After I watched it again, that look to me is more so of a look of “I hate that I’m doing this but I have to do this.” As she is gazing into his eyes, it’s her final push to stick to her resolve! Her mind was already made up and she was going to see that decision through.

Y’all I’m going to wrap this up here because this ask wasn’t supposed to be a meta but ended up that way! Lol! Though these are my opinions on what transpired in 3.10 that doesn’t change my opinion of how I see things unfolding for Sharpwin this season. I just think it’s important to put scenes in proper context. Though Helen might have said that they’re friends, it is so evident that she is clearly in love with him. Like Max, she can’t pretend or neglect her personal wants and needs forever! The great sleeping bear of her desire stirred and is wide awake! Sooner rather than later that bear needs to be fed!

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Not Her Idea

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Summary: She most definitely did not adopt a small black cat and name him Mini Noir. Nope. But she can't help but swoon over what an adorable sight the real superhero with his mini namesake is. Based on this Tumblr post by @akuma-eater

It wasn’t her idea. It most definitely was NOT her idea to adopt a black kitten and name it after Chat Noir. Nope. If you ask, her parents were the ones who insisted. Because it was not her who suggested it.

She would definitely regret it later if she did. But she didn’t.

Although as Marinette pets the small, soft creature, a smile forms on her face. He rubs up against her, craving attention. Of course she gives it to him; who is she to deny?

She was still debating if she should tell her partner or not. His ego is already so huge, and there are so many of his fans that have named a pet after him already. If he knew that his own partner named her cat after him?

She would never hear the end of it.

There was also the fact that Alya would freak about the name and start demanding answers, because what teenage girl in Paris wasn’t attracted to the, admittedly hot, superhero? Again, she would never hear the end of it.

But when the words slipped out of her mouth in class, her friends immediately wanted to see the new kitten. Which makes sense. She really should have expected it. So she said that they can all come over after school and meet the little guy.

Now she’s frantically running around her room, tidying up before they make their way into her space, while Mini Noir innocently sits on her chaise, staring at her with wide green eyes.

All posters of Adrien ripped down: check. Scattered trash in garbage bin: check. Litter box cleaned and kitten has food and water: check. Fabric put away: check.

“Tikki, hide,” she whispers to her kwami, who promptly phases into her purse on her desk.

She takes a deep breath.

“Alright, you can come up!” She calls.

Footsteps are then heard making their way up the steps, and suddenly she’s not alone in her room anymore.

Attention is immediately turned to the kitten on her chaise. She watches in awe as Alya coos over her, and Nino rests a hand on his girlfriend’s shoulders, keeping her grounded. He reaches over to pet Mini Noir with his other hand, who leans into his touch and starts to purr.

Marinette glances over at Adrien. Her knees buckle at the look of pure happiness in his eyes, and she can feel a her cheeks heating up. Their eyes meet and she smiles.

“Y-you w-wanna pet the smitten, I MEAN kitten?”

He sends her a grin and nods.

She somehow finds the strength to look back at her other friends.

“Hey guys, can A-Adrien see him?”

Yeah, she hates the stutter just as much as Alya does.

They agree and happily back up so that the blonde model can pet the little creature. Adrien slowly takes a few steps forward and puts out his hand for the kitten to smell. After deciding that Adrien is apparently a safe human, he rubs against his hand.

“Aw,” he mumbles. “He’s so sweet.”

Her heart melts.

“Hey, Mari. What’s his name? You didn’t tell us at lunch.”

She barely hears the question. Her eyes are trained on her crush as he carefully picks up the kitten and sits down, letting Mini Noir stand up on his lap. He gently pets him, coaxing him to lay down.

“Marinette,” Alya says, catching her attention.

“Oh,” she looks to her, then gulps.

Should I tell her? She’s not gonna let me live this down.

…. Oh, whatever. He needs people to refer to him as something.

“Mini Noir, or just Minou.”

Marinette looks back to Adrien, not wanting to see her bff’s reaction, and bites her lip.

His grin had softened, but his eyes are watering. He continues to pet her kitten, who had finally laid down, as he blinks to stop the tears from falling.

“Are you okay, Adrien?”

He looks up at her, and suddenly he can’t stop the salty liquid from rolling down his cheeks. A smile crosses his features.

“I’m perfectly okay. Just… wish I had a cat.”

Not that she has a say, because she sucks at lying herself, but she can tell that he’s not telling the truth. Something seems… off.

“I get it. I’ve wanted a pet for so long. I can’t imagine what it’s like being alone in that huge house with no one, not even a pet,” she says, and woah she just talked to him without stuttering.

Adrien nods, looking back down at his secret namesake, and scratching behind his ears. Even though it may compromise his identity, he has to come visit tonight as Chat Noir. He has a right to meet a cat named after him, right? He doesn’t want to leave him at all.

But he has no choice. His father needs him home by four o’clock to get ready for his interview at six. Not that he’s excited for it, but he doesn’t want to disappoint the man any more than he already has. He’s sick of being a failure.

With that depressing thought in mind, he lets out a sigh.

“I gotta get going, guys. Let me know if you ever wanna hang out again and I’ll see what I can do.”

The three of his friends nod, Marinette looking oddly worried, and Adrien takes Mini Noir in his hands. He stands, handing the kitten to his favorite everyday Ladybug, but not before leaving a kiss atop the cat’s little head.

After he leaves, the atmosphere turned awkward.

Nino grunts.

“His dad is getting on my last nerve,” he grumbles. “You guys don’t even know half the shit he goes through. I wanna get him out of there, but I don’t know how.”

Marinette’s eyebrows furrow.

“What’s going on?”

“Yeah, Nino, you haven’t even told me anything. And I’m dating you. So?” Alya asks, hands on her hips.

The DJ sighs, taking his cap off and running a hand over his short hair.

“Gabe isolates him from his friends, doesn’t eat with him at dinner, and Adrien has to set an appointment to even see him. That’s neglect. Gabriel is not a good father, and something tells me there’s something he does behind closed doors that Adrien can’t tell me about.”

Alya and Marinette stare at him, now concerned.

“Well, what can we do?” Marinette asks.

Nino shakes his head.

“Nothing. I’ve tried to talk to Gabriel, and obviously I was banned from the mansion. Adrien doesn’t think there’s anything wrong, Nathalie keeps saying that it’s not her business, and the Gorilla doesn’t even talk.”

“True, and even if we’re able to convince Adrien that his father is a dickhead, we won’t be able to do anything because he’s rich and famous and will probably be able to overrule any charges we press,” Alya explains with an eye roll.

The entire subject makes Marinette’s heart pound, and she honestly just wants the focus to go back on her kitten.

So, she swallows and forces a smile.

“We’ll figure it out. You guys wanna play with him for a bit while I help my parents down in the bakery?”

Both friends agree with an excited nod, so she hands off Mini Noir to Alya and rushes down the stairs. The tension in that room was too much for her to handle. She needed to get away.

—

Marinette sits at her desk, hand-sewing her latest design with soft music sounding from her speaker. Her face twists in concentration as she tilts her head, readjusting the position of her hands to work at a better angle.

A knock at her top bedroom hatch startles her.

Gently setting down the piece she was working on, she stands and takes a few steps to the other side of her room. Then she glances up at the window on the hatch above her loft bed, and smiles at the sight.

She really should have guessed.

He comes by every other night. Originally, it was for some pastries for his kwami, but it soon became time for him to unwind after a busy day. She has come to quite enjoy his presence.

It’s why she named her kitty after him; he was so important to her, and so was Chat Noir.

“Coming,” she calls to him as she steps up the ladder.

When she reaches the hatch, her eyes lock with the black cat hero before pushing it open.

He jumps right through the opening, landing right on top of her bed. She shakes her head as she closes it, eyeing him through her peripheral. His forearm lay over his eyes, head on the pillow, breathing heavily.

“You good, kitty?”

He nods, pulling his arm away to look at her.

“My dad wanted me home for an interview earlier and then said he didn’t want me to go,” he frowns. “I had to leave my friends. I didn’t want to, and I didn’t even need to!”

“Aw,” she mumbles, lowering herself at the end of her bed.

“Well, I think I have something that will cheer you up!”

One of his eyebrows perks up, as well as the corner of his lips. “Oh yeah? And what’s that?”

She holds up a finger, trying to stifle an excited smile, then makes her way down from the loft.

A soft mew is heard from below, catching Chat Noir’s attention. So he looks over her railing, and the pure glee he feels when a black kitten is spotted cannot be tamed. His grin hurts, eyes following Marinette’s movements as she struggles to catch him (or her, he didn’t know) from running around the room. When she finally secures the small creature in her hands, she huffs a sigh of relief. Chat bites his lip, watching in awe.

She’s so adorable.

Oh, and the cat’s adorable too.

Marinette struggles as she walks up her ladder, out of breath, but ultimately looks up at Chat Noir with a winded smile.

“Meet,” she swallows, “Mini Noir, or Minou.”

“Aw, oh my gosh. You named him after me? Mari, really?”

She could tell that his question was full of innocence, despite how teasing the word’s connotations are.

“Of course,” she feels her cheeks heat up. “You mean a lot to me. I would name a million things after you, Chaton.”

Chat Noir tried to stop it, but tears started forming all over again. Just… knowing that he actually means something to someone… it’s overwhelming. Not to mention that he loves cats. This is like a double whammy.

He’s so happy. He wishes he knew how to thank her. For now, a simple smile and hug would have to do.

She lets herself be engulfed in his arms, replying to his “Thank you” with an “Always.” He makes sure to leave room for their furry friend, who had resolved to curling up in Marinette’s lap.

When they separate, Chat Noir immediately looks down at the kitten, petting him with a smile.

Mini Noir stares at his honorary father with wide, green eyes and a little heart-shaped nose that nearly makes Chat melt. He scratches behind the kitten’s ears, enjoying the purrs that erupt from him. He wishes he could restrain himself from purring, but that seemed frivolous because he doesn’t even know when he starts.

Marinette giggles beside him and he sighs, not taking his eyes off Mini Noir.

“Was I purring again?”

“Yup,” she says, popping the ‘p.’

Then fingers are running through his hair and everything around him comes to a stop. His eyes flutter closed, and he leans into her touch. His purr returns, unwillingly, as he accepts the pets from Marinette. An angry meow from her lap makes his hand start moving again, giving Mini Noir the same treatment that his favorite fashion designer was giving him.

He was in heaven; experiencing pure ecstasy, feeling a kind of love that he hasn’t felt in such a long time. And the kitten… he just feels so appreciated.

Understandably, he’s disappointed when she pulls away. He glares at her, frowning hard, but she only boop’s his nose and hands the kitten over to him.

“Sorry, Chat. Gotta get those treats from the bakery, and set up the video game. Have fun!”

He shakes his head, leaning back on the bed and letting the kitten crawl on top of him. His little paws knead into his leather suit, leaving his claws to dig into the leather, so he ends up having to tenderly pull his paws off of him. He rubs the pads, gently massaging them. Mini Noir lets him, surprisingly. In fact, he plops down onto his back and stretches, allowing his paws to web out.

Chat Noir giggles, “Hey, princess? Are you sure this one’s for me?”

She scoffs.

“No, Chaton. This is my kitty. You just get the pleasure of seeing him a lot.”

He feigns hurt, dramatically gasping.

“You mean that I’m not your kitty?”

Marinette groans, “You know what I meant. Besides, aren’t you Ladybug’s kitty?”

Chat shrugs, looking back at the cute ball of fluff on his stomach. He smiles.

“I don’t think so. She calls me ‘kitty’ but it’s just a nickname. We’re not together or anything.” His voice drops into something smaller as he takes ahold of his mini’s paws again. “I wish we were, but she doesn’t like me like that. I’m sure I annoy her.”

The designer wanted nothing more than for him to believe that he was not annoying but he had such a low self-esteem that it was hard to really convince him of anything. But she sighs and does her best anyway.

“Chat Noir, you are anything but annoying. If she doesn’t see how amazing you are, she’s missing out.” Her tone turns predatory. “And if she ever says you are annoying, or stupid, or anything you’ve said about yourself, I will NOT hesitate to send her a giant punch to the gut.”

Her empty threat causes a smile to break through his chagrined frown, and a chuckle to escape his larynx (yes he pays attention in science class).

“You always say the right thing, Princess. Thank you,” he admits.

Marinette was going to reply, but her mother called her name from downstairs. She sends her two kitties a nervous smile.

“Be right back.”

Then she exits the room, abandoning the symbols of bad luck on her bed. She just hopes they will behave until she gets back with a tray of yummy, cheesy pastries.

To her surprise, they do. It’s Chat, actually, who ends up falling asleep, while mini Chat Noir prances around her room. He was de-transformed, but luckily he had already turned away from the hatch, hiding his true identity from her. This made her sigh in relief.

A snore sounds through the room, and she shakes her head.

Poor kitty doesn’t get enough sleep.

She makes a point to grab a throw blanket from her chaise on her way up to him, then drapes it over him. Then she heads back down the ladder to catch the little kitten, before bringing him back up to the real superhero. Mini Noir immediately settles in next to him, curling into a little ball flush against his side. Marinette can’t help but mumble a tiny ‘awe’ at the sight.

“Psst, Chat. Can you hear me?”

Nothing. He’s out cold.

Plagg flies in front of her with crossed arms, grunting.

“What is the meaning of this, Pigtails?”

Marinette shrugs, “Meaning of what?”

Plagg rolls his eyes.

“Why is there another thing here? I thought I was the main event!”

“His name is Mr. Mini Noir, or Minou. You can call him Chat Noir Jr, for all I care, just whatever you want to call him, Plagg, but nothing disrespectful,” she looks at him with indignation. “It’s a small kitten. Please be gentle.”

Plagg scoffs, floating over to the cat. She wants to turn and see his interaction with the other cat, but then she’d risk seeing Chat’s civilian identity and she wasn’t ready for that yet.

“This is family, Pigtails. We’re the same breed—“

“No you’re—“

“—And I will always love my kittens. I just don’t always outwardly show it. My insults are laced with love, little lady.”

She tilts her head slightly in admission.

He floats back in front of her, that scowl returning on his magical features once more.

“Okay, now where is my cheese.”

It wasn’t a question, but a demand. She smiles and shakes her head.

“It’s on my desk. Be quick before Chat wakes up.”

She watches Plagg glance over her shoulder at the sleeping boy, before he nods and promptly takes flight. Then she feasts her eyes on the way he inhales a multitude of cheese triangles that have been sat on the desk in front of him.

Only one minute passes before he’s back at her side. His tiny arms are crossed over his chest.

“Thanks, Pigtails. Where’s Tikki?”

Marinette smirks, “If she didn’t come out, that means she doesn’t want to see you.”

He rolls his eyes, floating back to his chosen.

“Rude,” she can hear him mutter angrily.

Plagg zips back into the ring, and a flash of green light encases her room before fading away. She is left with two sleeping black cats and a heavy load of homework.

—

It most definitely was her idea to adopt her mini chat noir.

That’s certainly why she’s sneakily snapping a few photos of the pair, snickering as she does so.

What’s one kitten without another? Just lonely.

Something tells her that Chat is already lonely enough outside of the mask. She didn’t want him to feel that way anymore. Who is she to deny him of a friend?

She doesn’t regret it. In fact, she is very happy with this turn of events.

Things are now paws-itively purr-fect.

#mlb #miraculous ladybug #miraculous fanfic #marichat #black kitten #adrienette #Adrien Agreste #marinette dupain cheng #ladybug and chat noir

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ofgentleresolve-a · 3 years ago

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8, 15, 16 and 38 UwU THROW ALL THE SALT TO THIS SEA, IT'S ALL GOOD, pls have a great day, sending you heartus; CARE YOU HEAPS!!! C:

this is just once in a blue moon ( ft. be honest meme w/ @theimpalpable )

8. Name any three things about the rpc that bother you.

a. the general need for ppl to apologize for the lateness on threads- honestly, getting through drafts is neverending cycle....there'll always be more to do sooner or later. you're never going to be on top of drafts so honestly we should all just enjoy the ride no matter how much the drafts pile up jdklsjdlfkj

b. the general pushiness of some ppl in the rpc...look, i'm selective so if i don't follow someone, there's no convincing me. me not following should not be a sign that says 'convince me' bc it's not and honestly it just makes me want to block them....also why would anyone want to write with someone who's not excited about writing with them?? i'd just feel guilty in that case :/

c. the emphasis on romantic shipping over platonic dynamics. like of course, writing romantic ships is VERY FUN ( like the one we have!! ), but also platonic dynamics can be just as if not sometimes even more fulfilling to write out...and as someone who is pretty picky about who they ship with, this can be disheartening as sometimes i get the sense i'm seen as less interesting bc i don't want to start romantic ships on the fly.

15. How has rp changed you personally? ( was answered but i have one more thought here- )

writing wise, i think it's made my dialogue much better than it could ever be with just traditional writing. when i make characters for rp, one of the first things i think of is their voice- how do i make their voicing unique from the others....the better grasp i have on my character's voicing, the easier it comes overall to embody the character in my writing!!

16. If you could change one thing about rp on tumblr, what would it be? Why?

i wish muns took interest in one another as more than just thread partners and when i say that i mean, i wish muns took interest in one another as individuals and as writers outside of what's written in the threads...it makes me feel used tbh when writing partners only really pay attention to me when i either a. respond to their threads/asks, b. compliment them or c. mention something about getting to work on drafts, never anything else, not even if it's about my health so...i've learned to keep a distance from those kinds of individuals :/

38. What advice would you give to someone new to rp?

don't worry so much about fitting in with everyone else- focus on making the blog/character that will satisfy you first!! because if you feel like you're having fun on your blog, people will notice and will be drawn to that kind of enthusiasm!! that and the ones you'll best vibe with will most definitely come in as well 😊

#theimpalpable #( ferre answered. )#that would truly be wonderful ( answered. )#ALEX!! THANKS FOR THE SALT :DD #but also hopefully these make sense....#anyways care you lots and pls have a wonderful day #i think i'm gonna go sleep now :'D

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sarahjtv · 4 years ago

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BNHA Chapter 311 Quick Spoiler Analysis: Searching For Answers

The new chapter is out after waiting 2 weeks! I hope Horikoshi and every other mangaka had a good Golden Week! Anyway, there was a lot of dialogue in this chapter and it was primarily focused on the Top 3 Heroes: Endeavor, Hawks, and Best Jeanist. The last few pages had All Might and Deku in it and 2 surprise guests! I don’t think I have too much to comment on, so this might be a short one:

The chapter starts off with Endeavor taking out a couple of villains who broke out of prison with Detnarat support items on them. Endeavor quickly takes them out with a new Super Move called Ignited Arrow. Well, I say new, but I think we’ve seen this move before back in the Stain Arc. It was that fire spear that Endeavor threw at the winged Nomu. I think that it was only in the anime and it didn’t have a name then. Well, it does now.

Anyway, the Top 3 are trying to capture as many villains as they can in hopes they can trace back to Muscular and ultimately Shigaraki and AFO. No luck so far though. It’s not like finding AFO is going to be THAT easy, c’mon...

But, of course, there are people who have lost their faith in Heroes and are now actively protesting against them picket signs and all. The Top 3 tried to convince them that they’re still Heroes during their big press conference, but it’s clear that wasn’t enough for some people so they just leave in the Jeanistmobile. The ironic thing is that none of these 3 are “False Heroes” Even Endeavor, while he was still a shitty dad, was a great Hero in his own right. Right now, the Top 3 are the last people who should be getting yelled at by the public.

It’s a short detail, but Hawks makes sure that Edgeshot is still looking into the Liberation Front. I’m glad to know that it’s confirmed that Edgeshot is still doing Hero work by gaining intel from the enemy. I don’t think we knew about Edgeshot’s status before.

Another small detail: During this long talk, Hawks calls Izuku “Midoriya” and Endeavor calls him “Deku”. They’re both treating Deku like the kid he is, but it’s interesting that they address him differently. I think that Endeavor is trying to see him as a hero just as much as a child. He did mentor him after all.

The Top 3 have agreed that they should still keep their distance from Deku since they don’t want Deku to be caught with the mass media. Endeavor comments that Deku shouldn’t be burdened anymore than he already is. Even if all this is his idea, Deku shouldn’t have to do this in the first place. I remember reading a comment somewhere that basically said that it was refreshing to see adult characters remind us and our Shonen protagonist that, at the end of the day, they’re just kids. Characters like Reigan from Mob Psycho 100 and Nanami from Jujutsu Kaisen are good example of this. I’m kind of glad to put Endeavor into this category now too. Big improvement from the beginning when he straight up tried to intimate Deku during the Sports Fest.

As Endeavor’s talking, there’s this one panel that shows Deku presumedly when he told his idea to the Top 3. Ngl, this panel makes me sad. Deku just looks so serious and detached in a way. The light in his eyes is still gone. Someone here on Tumblr pointed out that the light in Deku’s eyes have basically been gone since he went off on his own. I quickly went back to the last 5-6 chapters and yeah... That light is just gone. I honestly can’t even tell if that light was there when he woke up back in Chapter 309. Deku’s been through too fucking much. I don’t know if my heart can take it anymore 💔😢

*sniffle* Anyway, the Top 3 are taking about their plan in all this, the status of Shigaraki and AFO, and why they’re after OFA. It’s basically things we already know, including why AFO needs Shigaraki, how much power Shigaraki actually needs and why (they call it “Hatred”), and how they can lure AFO and Shigaraki out. These 3 are just putting all the pieces together into this one massive puzzle that we’ve all been trying to figure out. There’s an interesting focus on Endeavor at one point when he figures out that Shigaraki has a “Lack of Heart” which is probably what’s fueling that Hatred to begin with.

We transition back to All Might who’s keeping track of Deku’s GPS in his own car. All Might comments that Deku’s not getting a lot a of sleep lately. He thinks of what Sir Nighteye said to him back in the day, that All Might should get some rest. For one, Deku needs to get some rest. Sleepless nights aren’t going to help this kid at all. Second, I’m worried that Deku’s going down the same path that All Might went. Being broken down, but still hanging on to that heroic spirit enough to keep fighting even when he probably shouldn’t. Third, I wonder why All Might was thinking of Sir Nighteye specifically here. I feel like All Might still has some regrets about how he didn’t listen to Sir Nighteye before he died. I do wonder why now though?

Suddenly, Deku’s GPS signal is gone and All Might is ambushed with an explosive! Horikoshi please don’t let this be how All Might dies! I highly doubt he’s dead, but god I’d be mad if this is how All Might goes out. He deserves a more ceremonial goodbye when that happens. I’m hoping the car he’s driving his has some sort of extra shield on it like Nick Fury’s did in Captain America: The Winter Soldier.

Finally, we go back to Deku who’s nearly shot at by a mysterious assassin. That assassin being the mysterious women in Tartarus who freed Overhaul! She has a sniper rifle oozing out of her elbow and she has new gear on. It’s also stated that she was sent by AFO himself, so Deku’s plan is actually working so far. I wonder if her Quirk is similar to Momo’s Creation but with only weapons as opposed to almost everything under the sun. We all thought she had an electric-type Quirk earlier, but maybe she made a taser of some sort. IDK, I’m spitballing here.

Speaking of Overhaul, HE’S RIGHT NEXT TO HER TOO! I wasn’t sure with the early leaks because I could only see his head and hair, but the cleaner leaks are out and that’s definitely him. He’s sitting on the roof flappy sleeves and all. I can’t tell if he’s conscious or not, but it’s interesting that the Assassin woman brought him with her. I wonder what his role is going to be? He’s not doing anything at the moment. The Ultra Analysis book said that Overhaul’s Quirk developed somehow without his arms, so I wonder how he uses his Quirk now? With his feet maybe? Also, how’s Deku going to react to this? Will he kick Overhaul’s ass again? Will he try to turn Overhaul to a better path away from the Yakuza and villainy? He wasn’t able to do it last time, so this might be Overhaul’s second chance. Though I’m not sure given that he’s probably one of the biggest pieces of scum in the series. I mean, what he did to Eri especially is straight up unforgivable. I don’t know how Deku’s going to try to redeem Overhaul if he tries. But, I wouldn’t put it past him if he doesn’t.

Yeah, that’s the chapter! It’s good to be back! No sign of Bakugo or Shoto though😭. I want my kids, Horikoshi! But, I’m glad to see that we’ll get to know who this mysterious Tartarus women is. It’s time to simp again, my dudes. I need to know if All Might is ok and I need to know what Overhaul is going to do too. I need to know what Deku’s going to do now too. Things have gotten a lot more interesting now that it seems like Deku’s definitely going to encounter former Villains from the past.

Me rooting for our Heroes and admiring our new villain 💙:

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icharchivist · 3 years ago

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Yan for Danchou Belial? ... .//.

I think I am a degenerate because that thought seems fun to play with. Of course Danchou isn't his main interest, his 'true love' belongs to Cilius solely, but as a... 'fun' distraction? But he still prefers if the Singularity died (after all, killing Lyria kills Danchou as well), so less of the 'love' aspect of yandere and more of the violent aspect (and maybe a little of 'only I can do this to them')them.

Or maybe it's too much Tumblr again and I should poof, dunno 🤔

oh god. Nonny.

See this is the problem if you come and ask me about it because, while my heart of course only belongs to one person, i can assure you i totally indulged into the thought of "mhmmm Belial is totally having something for Danchou. Sexy."

But yes, basically, i feel like he could. totally see MC as a fun distraction. We know Belial is rather lonely, in his whole rant he went on about how mortals that can accept the primals will all die anyway, so there's nothing that really sticks for them, right? so in a way, even if he gets attached to MC, he knows there's a "date limit" to it. Maybe he can play around with it, maybe he can have fun while it lasts.

Honestly idk if you got into the Seraphic's missions but it's. Genuinely. WOW. Like it really got me in the crush right there.

Mostly he's interested in seeing MC getting corrupted, seeing how such a pure soul can move forward into something bad. the worst is that he tries to discourage MC from doing it and is really honest about how "if you go further down that path you will lose yourself" and when MC doesn't reply, he laughs because "but you're too far gone already, aren't you? That's reassuring. It means i don't have to worry about you turning back now." (here's the scene)

There's both a way where he seems to care that MC is losing themselves, while also being thrilled about the idea of seeing how MC would be once completely corrupted.

He def has a major curiosity for MC, maybe to kill time, and in way where he definitely is flirting. And personally i feel like the flirting is less the type he does to say, Rackam, where it's so disgustingly sexual you don't expect him to be geniune, there's truly something smooth and sly about it, like a snake slithering words into your ear to seduce you. It's sexy as fuck i hate this bastard so much.

Like genuinely i don't care he was trying to manipulate me this sentence live in my head rentfree:

Like. He's definitely playing around. He would be delighted if you died too considering how much you did against his beloved. And i think he loves Lucilius too much to even think someone else could come into the picture, or he convinced himself of that so much he wouldn't consider any other attachement he gets to be noteworthy.

But i do think he has.... a fascination with MC. That his slyness and manipulation isn't just out of pure destruction, but about some sort of delight about trying to charm MC. Perhaps having a little interest for them that could eventually develop into more yknow?

EDIT: and ALSO give it to Belial to ACTUALLY try to destroy everything he cared about. He acted like he was going to kill Sariel in order to remove the toxic power in him. Belial only focus on how he loves Lucilius that he activelly toy with the people he actually cares about, like Sariel, and hurt them, specifically to distance them from him so they don’t throw their lives away with him. Nothing says he’s not doing similar with MC.

Like think also about his Summon: considering the length he goes into to destroy Sandalphon if he's in your party, the fact otherwise he plays with MC when you summon him shows he doesn't consider MC fully in the "enemies i want dead" category like he does Sandalphon. Sometimes he wants to hurt you, sometimes he wants to charm you, sometimes he wants to help you. He has more interest in MC at least.

and. Truth be told, i do feel like it's cygames playing into some fanservice because Belial is their most popular chara, who's always overflooded with Valentine's chocolates during that season, who's everyone is begging to get playable, especially to flirt with him in vday... i think cygames didn't set it up at least in wmstb2 that way, that Belial was meant to only be devoted to Lucilius. but the possibility of having an interest to MC is especially this sort of fanservice of whoring him out to go "oh yeah if you want more of him he tooootally loves you in his won fucked up way. Buy our stuff."

a bit cynical, but therefore also something i genuinely think was supposed to be the reading of the Seraphic Quests: that Belial may have an interest into Danchou if you want to interpret it like that. Because cygames is generous toward self shipper and just give us enough food to create our own content.

And personally i do admit that when i'm in the mood to purely rotten toxic and disfunctional fantasy with a "i can fix him. Or he can make me worse. Both works" fantasy, those scenes come to my mind and i sigh lovingly.

..... so yeah i'm sorry i'm slightly down for Belial and it made this answer a little unhinged, my bad.

#My own true love is my king - owner of my heart and everything and he's the one i marry #but. Belial is the 'not the type you settle with but the type you keep thinking about the wild adventures you had about'#I am not immune to Belial and i think his whole thing is very hot #no commitment only 'wow hot man makes me go brrr'#and i'll stop at that.#ichareply #anonymous #ichafantalks gbf #ichablogging gbf #ichablogging wmtsb

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