#and the popular girls call her a poser

[plushie-lovey]

Thinking about the plot and details of a plushie related story. Will post about it when more details are developed. Meanwhile read my tags to read some vauge ideas I have rn

[stevieharringtonwifeguy]

steve, robin, chrissy, and nancy starting a band together. each have their own kind of more classical musical training with robin being in marching band and steve, chrissy, and nancy all having Rich People Music Lessons as children, but everyone's shocked when they decide to turn that talent towards a punk band called Baby and the Girls

and they start off kind of small, with their Gimmick being the disconnect between their more prep/normie visual aesthetic and the angry, violent tone of their music. steve's the singer (he has a lovely voice, kind of warm and croony until he really starts screaming), chrissys the drummer (she's so tiny you can barely see her behind that thing), nancys the bassist (solid, dependable, gets a little smile on her face whenever she's got a particularly sexy baseline bc she knows the bass is what makes a song a fuck song), and robins on guitar (and keyboard, and violin, and one time an accordion which is still her favourite song to perform. basically whatever other instrument the song calls for she's got it)

and they get kind of a following not just for their angry music criticising the government and society and the like, but also because of how unabashedly queer they are. chrissy/nancy/robin have all visibly flirted with each other during concerts and no one's quite sure what the deal is there. steve performs like 75% of their shows in full drag as Baby (hence the band name) and winks flirtatiously at both male and female audience members alike

eventually they get Real Big, and get signed to an actual record label. despite knowing how queer they were before signing them, it's still like the early 90s so the label makes them tone it down a bit. song lyrics get a little more ambiguous (but not if you actually like. listen to them. i mean steve sings about eating a wide variety of fruits and vegetables in a way that like. We All Know What The Peach Is Steven), steve's not allowed to perform in drag anymore (although he does lose a suspicious amount of bets whose forfeits 'force' him to perform in a dress. new fans are baffled at how bad this guy is at bets), and the band name has to change, becoming Stevie and the Girls (the label wanted it to just be 'steve' but they compromised)

and over the course of their career, at some point they end up on a talk show with the Other Band From Hawkins, corroded coffin. the host is clearly angling for a punk/metal standoff, maybe Known Non-conformist eddie munson will call them posers for wearing so many pastel colours, or since everyone knows that steve chris and nancy at least used to be pretty popular in high school maybe there's some lasting high school drama to up their ratings

and yeah, their ratings skyrocket for that episode, but only bc steve and eddie reveal they've been dating since 1987

[punkeropercyjackson]

Pjo characters as tropes

Percy:The cool hot alt girl who's super resourceful and experienced and the Team Mom and has a snarky and sour outside with a big gooey inside(She's trans)

Annabeth:The black girlgenius who's really intense and does her best to be nice but sadly dosen't always get it right due to not being taught how to

Grover:The 'wimpy' male sidekick who is emasculated by other guys and is actually a total badass and a sweet dude,just not traditionally masculine and is mocked for it

Clarisse:The mega rough and tough tomboy that starts off as the mean girl but gets redeemed as we learn she's only like that as a child abuse defense mechanism and befriends our mc thanks to softening up

Thalia:The mysterious girl who's talked of cryptically and positively by everybody due to haunting the narrative who we get to meet face to face in a sequel starring her

Bianca:The parentified eldest child who dies for their younger sibling's reverse character development and influences their whole life afterwards

Nico:The soft sunshine boy who's beyond optimistic but also a little shit who runs his mouth,is powerful as fuck,platonic soulmates with the aformentioned salty sweet hot alt girl and has self-identity problems from his starter plot

Rachel:The neurotic frizzy ultra weirdgirl who's not a pick me but rather surprisingly likable and genuinely an activist instead of a racist poser hippie

Beckendorf:The older black male mentor who dosen't get nearly enough screentime due to antiblackness and got an undeserved fate

Silena:The older,wiser girl who's chill and also mentors but in girl things specifically(Percy in her transition,not debutchifying Clarisse)

Ethan:The token developed goon to the Big Villain who's a lot more interesting than them and has way more chemistry with the mc too but is somehow the less popular ship

Jason:The Golden Retriever Boy most popular guy who's a legit example of positive and healthy masculinity that gets (correctly) called a nerd by the cool girls

Piper:The Girls Girl Tomboy that has at home struggles but goes on a journey where she makes real friends and has her queer awakening

Leo:The goofy lil guy who's riddled with sadness and self-hatred but puts on a show to avoid confronting his trauma and gets it resolved with the platonic love he's always deserved(He was done so fucking dirty)

Drew:The Queen Bee with a hidden heart of gold who's a misandrist because she's actually a lesbian in denial and flirts by being antagonistic cause she dosen't know how else to

Hazel:The creepy cute goth middle school girl with wild ass abilities that're specifically to help the plot along and is treated specially by everybody because she's the baby of the cast

Frank:The jittery nervous dude who's nonetheless tough and packs a punch contrary to what the villains think and earns everyone's respect by proving himself as such

Reyna:The 'no nonsense' girl that's perfect but at a dehumanizing level rather than self-confidence and refuses to let her image go because without it,what is she?Just like everyone else?Unacceptable and unacchivable to her

[galtips]

The origins of gyaru possibly go back to the 1980s when all-girl biker gangs ruled Tokyo’s streets. Their hardcore style, attitude and rites of passage like graduation ceremonies, very much remind us of the gyaru of today. Even more so they embodied a rebellious spirit, now referred to as gyaru maindo (gyaru mind). The magazine “Teen’s Road” that brought this biker style to small town schoolgirls. Over time, leather jackets and boiler suits with kanji lettering became a more mainstream trend and real biker girls got angry at posers! Teen’s Road eventually ended because the staff were “tired of being physically assaulted by the readers” and some biker girls were even kidnapped.

At the same time, elite university clubs were throwing parties in Shibuya with organisers known as chiimaa (teamers). These well-to-do chiimaa regularly hit the dance floor instead of hitting the books. Chiimaa’s girlfriends mimicked LA beach style and earned the nickname paragyaru or “paradise girls”. Paragyaru didn’t know yet but their dress sense would inspire what was to follow in the 1990s,

Kogyaru (“ko” meaning “little” or “kid”) appeared in the 1990s. The name is believed to have originated as bouncer slang to describe the high school paragyaru girls who tried to sneak into clubs by dressing older. Affluent high school girls with chestnut coloured dyed hair (chapatsu), short school skirts, designer uniform blazers, oversized cardigans and modest tans were the trendsetters of the time. Loose white socks and white eye makeup were the cherry on top! But why were high school girls wearing their uniform after school? It was actually a popular ploy for rich schools to entice new freshmen with the fashionable designer uniforms. Girls wanted to be seen wearing their blazer and skirt after school as a marker of style, school pride and as a symbol of youth.

High schoolers eventually took over department store Shibuya109. Anything bought there was considered kogyaru style, like crop tops from Me Jane and Esperanza platform sandals. Many of the first kogyaru began to work at 109 shops becoming well-known gyaru fashionistas, dubbed “super charisma clerks” (スーパーカリスマ店員). Celebrities like singer Amuro Namie with her natural kogyaru appearance placed gyaru style into the mainstream’s consciousness. She had a natural Okinawan tan, light brown hair and wore white lipstick. Her stage outfits mimicked 109 style, and so Amuro fans thinned their eyebrows, wore chunky platform boots and colourful belly tops in admiration. That earned them the nickname Amuraa (Amuro admirers) which crossed over with gyaru style.

In 1995, Egg magazine launched as the number one source of gyaru fashion and lifestyle. After all, gyaru didn’t care what others thought about them and they took pleasure in being loud, sex-positive and even developed their own slang. Egg magazine took street snaps of kogyaru who sometimes went on to become regular models, for example Rumi Itabashi and Kaoru Watanabe. Meanwhile, purikura launched in 1995 with the idea for business professionals to take miniature portraits of themselves for their business cards. No one foresaw them becoming super popular in gyaru culture, with pages and pages dedicated to them in Egg.

Adults were worried about Japan’s declining national character in the late 1990s. Kogyaru with their gyaru mind ethos were targeted and chastised for their alleged practice of enjo kōsai (compensated dating). Growing up with new tech like pokeberu (early pagers) and terekura (telephone clubs), these women gained more independence but also new ways to wreak havoc. For example, terekura were created to connect men and women who wanted to date. But when kogyaru called in to the terekura, they set the men up on a date just to stand them up.

Teenage girls were also widely viewed as serial shopaholics. People thought that they wouldn’t think twice about selling their worn underwear to businessmen for money! Even though only a handful of kogyaru did this, the media didn’t care! Kogyaru were the face of “shameful” public morals. But the more the media covered enjo kōsai, the more schoolgirls congregated in Shibuya’s streets to make big bucks! In the end teenage prostitution became associated with kogyaru style.

After a decade of kogyaru mania, new substyles and gyaru circles emerged. One of the most prominent gyaru circles was Angeleek. Angeleek primarily wore a style of gyaru called ganguro, which were gyaru who darkened their skin. Other substyles like mamba and yamanba evolved out of ganguro. Yamanba wore the darkest foundation they could get their hands on, wore extreme white eyeliner, harsh nose contour and decorated their cheeks with gems and flowers. They liked tropical, beachy clothes and floral accessories. It was dramatic and yamanba were impossible to ignore! But by the early 2000s there was a sudden decline in these more extreme styles. Due to the style’s unsavory reputation, girls turned to other substyles of gyaru or stopped being gyaru completely. Egg even took a break from publishing for a few months. Was this the end?

Not exactly! Egg and other gyaru magazines returned as the mid-2000s brought about an unexpected gyaru renaissance. In 2005, another magazine called Ageha was launched. It was aimed at gyaru Hostesses who called their style agejo. By 2008, gyaru was thriving and there were so many genres of gyaru and the style became more popular internationally. Styles like hime-gyaru, hime-kaji, onee-gyaru, rokku-gyaru and ame-kaji entered the scene. Tsubasa Masuwaka, a prominent gyaru figure at the time, was featured on both gyaru and non-gyaru magazine covers. She also launched a makeup and false lashes line called Dolly Wink which is still popular today!

The late 2000s to mid 2010s saw a more laid back toned-down look. Gradually, girls lost interest in the style and Egg and Ageha ceased publication. Gyaru brands followed the magazines by toning down or rebranding. In 2014, Alisa Ueno’s brand Fig&Viper was dubbed as neo-gyaru in an article by ViVi magazine which sparked some debate. Many gyaru did not view this brand as gyaru and Alisa Ueno herself admitted that she never called her brand neo-gyaru.

Not many other styles have lasted as long, or made so many comebacks. From the biker gangs of the 1980s to the yamanba of the 2000s, gyaru fashion has gone through many changes. Some even claim we are in a post-gyaru era! Will it ever become a mainstream fashion again? Who knows, but in the meantime we’ll be rehearsing our Para Para dance moves!

Ps if you don’t want to read all of that here is some YouTube links!

[atopvisenyashill]

Top 5 smallfolk characters?

NICE QUESTION!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE COURT ATOP VISENYA'S HILL BABEEEEE. I'm making Sylvie, Essie, and Gaemon all one bullet point here so they don't dominate the whole thing but I love them so so much. The family they build against all odds, the desperate attempt to gain some sort of control over a king’s landing that has descended into chaos, the reforms they attempt to push - and the way their own reforms are SOO popular that it forces the other two Kings to start offering food and safety as well!! - and the sad, tragic end of Essie and Sylvie while poor Gaemon looks on. The way all three are denied dignity even in their dying.

Davos Seaworth. LOOK the rest of the nerds in the fandom can call him boring as much as they want but you will never catch MOI calling our only insight into the smallfolk boring, EYE have class solidarity unlike the rest of these posers. I find him equal parts frustrating and engaging; he is so clear eyed on the moral issues that people face yet covers his own eyes when it comes to Stannis' deficiencies. He is determined, always, to keep going, keep fighting. He's a flawed man with a flawed relationship with his wife and sons but he loves them so dearly, so normally. His greatest achievement is that he learned to read. He is so so dear to me.

Mya Stone. MY GIRRRRRRRRL I love how protective of Alayne Stone she is, I love that she knew she had to figure out how to protect herself and provide for herself and learned how to deal with the mules. I love that she had lofty dreams of marrying so far above her station, I love that she's forcing herselfto take the rejection in stride. I think I want a realistic happy ending for her, but a definitely happy ending - I want her to marry for love, I want her to be safe, I want her to feel fulfilled by her life, because she enjoys living, she doesn't take it for granted!

Shae. SHAE FOREVER AND EVER. I prefer her show counterpart - which, I do think they were trying to imply that she was higher class in Essos but ran away, but whatever, ignoring that - but that's largely because we really get to know Shae herself, through her own eyes. The way she grows to love Sansa, is desperate to protect her even against Tyrion! The way she chooses safety and comfort over love and testifies against Tyrion (the way the actress believed - and I do too!!!! - that she would have chosen Sansa, to protect Sansa, had she not been written by Those Dudes). "Your horse eats better than his children" is just an amazing line and she never lets Tyrion or Sansa forget that even with the troubled lives they've led, the smallfolk have a very good reason to resent them! And book Shae!!! She's just a young girl!!!!! She's a teenager picked out of the crowd by Bronn to be Tyrion's mistress, except she doesn't get to have all the safety and power that usually goes with being a mistress and she can't say no. She tries so hard to see the good in Tyrion, to see the intelligence, to get to know him, and she only stops when he gets physically violent with her. All she wants is safety, stability, and it's all ripped away from her before she's even reached twenty years old. She's treated like a pawn, both versions of her, a piece to be moved about by more important people, but she wasn't a piece, she was a girl, a woman, with her own dreams!

blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hard to narrow it down i’ll say KYRA (with the keys). She’s such an interesting, tragic character to me. The way she maneuvers to be Theon’s mistress, only for her trust in him to be completely betrayed when he assaults her. The way she very smartly realizes she can’t get home without Theon, and manages to rescue him and get SO CLOSE to freedom. She’s very much a quintessential sort of smallfolk character - she tries to rise above her station and is repaid by sexual abuse, literally hunted down for sport and gruesomely murdered. But at every turn, she tries so hard to assert her own agency!

Special mention because i debated that fifth spot a lot but Gendry, Nettles, and Alayaya are very close to my heart as well. I didn’t count the wildlings otherwise Ygritte and OSHA would be number two and three.

[pienhime]

ugh, "otasa no hime" is spreading around again. how long till overseas poser jirais start calling it the newest "jirai kei substyle" or smth.

in case u dont know, its a term popular originally in nerdy circles and 2chan to say that a girl who joins an anime, idol, etc club at school is always ugly, "easy", lying about her interests for attention, lolibaiting, and manipulating the club for gifts and attention. it became popular to draw otasa no hime as wearing girly kei coords that werent fully girly kei bc there were otaku-ish accessories mixed in (think ur 2010s ita lolita with cat paw gloves, converse, stripey socks, and a super cheap replica dress... but the girly kei equivalent).

westerners on /cgl/ like 15 years ago translated graphics to try to figure out about this "new fashion type" only to translate enough to realize its just a term used to accuse female nerds of faking their nerdy interests to get attn from otaku bc theyre too ugly to find it elsewhere. so naturally they stopped. buuuut it was a popular halloween costume this year, but thats how the "omg jirai kei fashion!!!" misunderstanding started in the west in 2020....

[sevicia]

I made new OCs

and I'm gonna make it everyone's problemmm

From left 2 right:

Dentist - Rude, ambitious and proud. She excels at academics (any subject except language-oriented ones), but is physically weak and not very socially conscious. She has a fascination with teeth, which is why she is studying to be a dentist. Said fascination creeps out most of her classmates. Her current concern is making good connections at school. She's 21.

Candy - Cheerful, energetic and friendly. Loves bright colors, sweets and magical girl shows. She doesn't have a job and spends most days on the internet lurking in obscure internet forums. A lot of people like her, but she still has trouble making friends due to her tendency to forget most people she comes across. Her current concern is finding her calling in life. She's 19.

Poser - Shy, reserved and self-conscious. He's into dark, alternative fashion, but loves pop music, rom-coms and all things happy and bright. Has a lot of trouble speaking to people because of the gap between his appearance and likes. He doesn't notice, but a lot of people have a crush on him. His current concern is trying to enjoy heavier music to fit in more with his own appearance. He's 19.

Weirdo - Optimistic, awkward and loud. Tries very hard to make friends, but finds that most people avoid him due to the fact that he tries so hard. He will listen to anyone talk about anything, being interested in most things as long as it's someone else speaking. He doesn't have any strong interests of his own except for a few bands that he's into. Becomes shy when someone actually reciprocates friendliness. His current concern is learning how to control his volume when speaking. He's 20.

Bookworm - Calm, kind and polite. She's popular and well-liked, due to her willingness to help those in need. However, she only does it out of a sense of obligation and is reaching a point where she's tired of doing everyone favors. Her favorite activity is reading, with her favorite genres being classics, poetry and non-fiction. Is pursuing a literature degree. Her current concern is feeling like she'll explode at the next person who asks for help with their homework. She's 21.

Zombie girl - Shy, nervous and quiet. Fresh out of highschool, she is trying to convince her parents of letting her go to an art school to pursue a film-making career. Having always been into horror movies, particularly zombie films, she was regularly called creepy in school, causing her to become distrustful of others. She hates it when people shun zombies, calling them boring and/or overdone, and will defend them even if her voice trembles. Her current concern is cutting her bangs herself and having them turn out right. She's 18.

[prtty-ika]

IMPORTANT NOTES

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[angelicsw33t]

Calling people posers is so cringe, but I just got into it with some poser girl lol.

She was shitting on local bands and complaining about small bands being disgraceful and sounding like chicken scratch….And she listens to Lorna Shore💀 Girl is literally complaining she only listens to popular metal so unsigned bands shouldn’t have the right to play at the local metal fest.

First, thats absolutely pathetic.

Second, she’s is LITERALLY a poser by definition by only listening to cool stuff that she thinks makes her so bad ass. But she’s also a gatekeeper? She’s gatekeeping a community she actively hates and doesn’t support any new growth in, because she thinks only popular music should exist in any space.

I don’t get it. Rant/Ramble over.

[sunset-unbound]

taylor swift makes a new album → lyrics have performative "bad girl" or sadgirl stuff → people call her a poser and say she'll never be [other musician]

[other musician] is also pretty popular → different people say [other musician] is a poser and can't compare to [3rd musician]

[3rd musician] is mildly popular in their genre → yet different people say [3rd musician] is a poser and can't compare to [4th musician]

so on and so forth

[theinsidersstories]

The Outsider

The Insider’s Stories

Lena always felt like she didn't belong. She was different from the other kids in her school, and she knew it. She had dark skin and curly hair, while they were mostly fair and straight-haired. She liked to read books and draw pictures, while they preferred to play sports and video games. She was quiet and shy, while they were loud and outgoing.

She tried to fit in, but it never worked. She wore the same clothes as them, but they still teased her for her appearance. She joined the same clubs as them, but they still ignored her or excluded her from their activities. She laughed at the same jokes as them, but they still made fun of her for her accent or her opinions.

She felt lonely and unhappy. She wished she had a friend who understood her, who liked her for who she was, who would stand by her side. But she didn't have anyone like that. She only had her parents, who loved her but didn't really get her. They were immigrants from a different country, and they had their own struggles and worries.

She wondered if there was something wrong with her. Why couldn't she be like the others? Why couldn't she be accepted and liked? Why did she have to be the outsider?

One day, she decided to change. She decided to stop being herself and start being someone else. Someone who would fit in, someone who would be popular, someone who would be happy.

She dyed her hair blonde and straightened it with a flat iron. She threw away her glasses and wore contact lenses instead. She bought new clothes that matched the latest trends and styles. She stopped reading books and drawing pictures, and started playing sports and video games instead. She forced herself to be loud and outgoing, even if it meant lying or pretending.

She thought it would work. She thought she would finally be one of them. She thought she would finally be happy.

But she was wrong.

She soon realized that changing herself didn't make her feel any better. It only made her feel worse. She felt fake and empty inside. She felt like she had lost herself.

She also realized that changing herself didn't make them like her any more. It only made them dislike her more. They saw through her act and called her a wannabe and a poser. They still teased her and excluded her from their activities. They still made fun of her and bullied her.

She felt even more lonely and unhappy than before. She wished she had never changed herself. She wished she had stayed true to herself.

But she didn't know how to go back.

She felt trapped in a life that wasn't hers.

She felt like an outsider in her own skin.

One day, Lena was walking home from school, feeling miserable and hopeless. She hated herself for changing her appearance and personality, and she hated the other kids for rejecting her and bullying her. She wished she could just disappear.

As she was crossing the street, she saw a car speeding towards her. She froze in fear and couldn’t move. She thought it was the end.

But then, someone pushed her out of the way and saved her life. She fell to the ground and looked up at her savior.

It was a girl about her age, with dark skin and curly hair like hers. She had a friendly smile and bright eyes. She helped Lena get up and asked if she was okay.

Lena was speechless. She couldn’t believe that someone had just saved her life. And she couldn’t believe that someone looked like her and seemed to care about her.

She nodded and thanked the girl. The girl introduced herself as Maya and said she went to a different school nearby. She said she saw Lena walking alone and decided to follow her because she looked sad and lonely.

Lena felt a surge of emotion. She felt grateful and curious. She felt a connection with Maya that she had never felt with anyone else.

She introduced herself as Lena and asked Maya if she wanted to hang out with her. Maya agreed and suggested they go to a nearby park.

They walked together and talked about everything. They found out they had a lot of things in common. They liked to read books and draw pictures. They had similar tastes in music and movies. They had similar experiences of being different and feeling excluded.

They laughed and cried together. They felt understood and accepted by each other.

They became friends.

Lena felt happy for the first time in a long time. She felt like she had found her real friend who accepted her for who she was.

She decided to stop pretending to be someone else and start being herself again.

She dyed her hair back to its natural color and wore her glasses again. She wore the clothes that made her comfortable and expressed her style. She read books and drew pictures again.

She didn’t care what the other kids thought or said about her anymore. She knew they were wrong and mean.

She only cared about what Maya thought and said about her. She knew she was right and kind.

She was proud of herself.

She was no longer an outsider.

She was happy.

[xoutmysoul]

Chapter FOUR.

My name is ETHERIA, and I have no last name. On the first day of school me my friends went on the gothic adventure that was the coolest thing to ever happen to any goth ever. And on the way home we found a book it's called the Bible of other and we read some of the chapters in decided that we would all try to become spirits of the underworld and become powerful goddesses that lived powerful lives hidden in the magic of the Bible. But I couldn't wait to read the Bible on my own so I could get my very own selfish amount of power out of the book and become the most powerful gothic vampire dark soul girl that ever existed in life. We decided that we will share the book everybody would get a week to read and decide on what they wanted from the book and I was going second I waited and waited for a long time even though I didn't trust Lacey with the book and I especially didn't trust Halo I was gonna do my own thing with the book in this led me to believe that they couldn't be trusted at all for a little bit I sat in my room listening to my chemical romance and blasting music in my room I start alone and waited and into this baby the day I could read the book on my own then my mom came into my room and she told me your music is too loud so I told her to shut up and threw a pillow at her and she left because she didn't want to argue with me because the last time that we argued I punched the door and slammed the door in her face after calling her a b**** she knew not to mention me and I knew that I could easily make her mad and it was her fault that my dad left her because she was crazy and always mad and she secretly knew I had been cutting myself because he left us.

I had so many plans for the school year like finding a boyfriend and making more frames and even spreading rumors about my English teacher who I hated that he was having sex with the head two leader in giving him fired the principle wouldn't believe me because I was always in trouble but the counselor had to believe me so when I was ready to spread that rumor I was going to tell everyone including the council that I thought from myself that way by the time the counselor with it do his research everybody in the school would already know I was just a weird lonely gothic girl so why would anybody think that I would lie and this was my plan at the beginning of the year because I was dark-minded dark spirited and I was super bored. Also I was lonely so I was hoping like getting a boyfriend would be cool so he could take me in a concert in we could explore the local medals he because all the grown-ups got to go to metal concerts and we were too young to even go to the bars where they all hung out so I was gonna do my plan in fulfill the great prophecy of running everybody's lives including my friends if they got in my way.

So I paste my room thinking about what I would do and say with that friend of their negative day at the bus stop because they were so boring me. Even though I didn't hate them I always had to pick on them because they knew that we had to be the coolest golf girls ever to exist and they were doing lame stuff and taking too long to make moves and it made me nervous that we would fail in in the being try hard like the rest of the posers and emo kids at our school that we totally ignored.

But that totally didn't bother me the one thing that bothered me was the head emo girl that everybody knew that I hated in everybody knew that she hated me in hunting with Deondra. The head of the Emo's.

My biggest part of the plan was I was gonna ruin her life first standing up against me and for being an emo golf girl because she wasn't even smart enough to be a god so I was gonna ruin her like and make sure that she was never popular we can and even make some of the emo kids turn off so they could be our followers and then get a god boyfriend because everybody on the internet was always talking about how golf girls need a golf boyfriend and now super hot guys love to listen to Marilyn Manson and we're gonna sneak into the mail and maintain concert below did my friends know that I was gonna try to get them backstage so we can meet me on the mountain in all his hard friends and I could have sex with their base player Twiggy Ramirez.

THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL

The next day I will excited to talk to my friends because I think that I was never going to tell them even though my friends were pillar than me and were doctor closed and me and had more spiked changes and beautiful outfits that I secretly couldn't afford because my mom was a hater never took me to hot topic I had a plan to become a more extreme goth girl than they ever could have been. I was gonna become a witch first and learn all the magic spells I the bible of Other and become the strongest goth witch ever.

A//N:

Thank you so much for reading another Chapter, I'd you are really a fan of this book you can show me love by Sharing this book with all your friends. And NO I don't hate emo kids,I was emo once but then I grew up and became the awesome goth I was destined to be so thank you very much.

[punkeropercyjackson]

The superiority complex y'all have over Percabeth........You're stanning a boy and a girl who met they were 12 where the girl hated the boy for petty reasons that had to do with her literal nepotism and he does his best to mind his bussiness but she keeps pursuing him no matter how much distress it causes him because 'she is never going to make things easier for him' and everybody kept teasing them about ending up togethet even back when they hated eachother based on them BEING a boy and a girl because 'if a girl tries to kill you,she's definitely into you' and calling it peak m/f writing and raised standards.Y'all's fault oreo supposedly 'afrolatino' Percy got popular too instead book accurate actual black man Percy and i know y'all write him like that because no black man would date book accurate Annabeth and Annabeth is comphet butch lesbian-coded but admitting that would force y'all to also admit Percy isn't bisexual-coded but transfem-coded and that would ruin your precious lil fantasies of poser punk Percy worshipping Luke and gods as he hates Rachel as if he didn't say himself in his narration he loves her because she's Annabeth's opposite but Y'ALL would never an autistic woman so that's why Perachel hurts y'all.Annabeth's not actually liking of Percy either considering all the compliants she does of him being himself as he's a no masking game autistic yet adores Piper for the same reasons including the autism so once again:Comphet lesbian!!Loser asses shippin' the worst canon Percyverse couple and thinkin' they hot shit for it.Your friends bullyin' you is flirting actually!!!Please i'm too black for this,can somebody come collect their Leah harrassers

[pienhime]

yeah, that. my other main issue with it is that it still asserts jirai kei as being the name of a fashion, instead of an adjective to describe multiple fashions. then theres the fact that the people in it have harassed girly kei wearers into deletion, think menhera subculture is actually fucking evil (but tagging their posts cosplaying as jirai with it, using it in the derogatory "mentally unwell woman" way instead), call people who s/h publicly or do sex work "gross" and claim its a "problematic" thing to do/morally awful (despite one of them having been an OF girl before iirc but i might be thinking of her bestie so dont quote me and having made a video of her commissioning hosts at host clubs), but then go to kabukocho for uwu kawaii jirai kei fashion desu pics to post.

literally nothing ab these videos were good imo. like these girls not only arent jirai, they hate jirai, and they hate anyone who uses names of specific fashions instead of referring to shit with trendy words that imply the clothing is now inherently sick because it got popular with sick people.

also this is most EN speaking fashion/poser jirais first exposure to the term, so i blame this video in particular for all the "jirai kei is the name of a fashion invented by mentally ill teenagers that totally didn't exist before!! jirai kei has no negative meaning bc the fashionistas reclaimed it~" people

What is Jirai Kei? The Fashion Side Of This Currently Trending Style Fro...

I am always wondering what the Jirai community feels about this video and their opinion on it is.

[yikesharringrove]

Egg the Cat

Chapter 3

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Billy had to double-check to make sure he hadn't accidentally followed someone else home from the party.

Because Steve lived in a fucking mansion.

“Jesus Christ .” Billy stared at the house. “You didn’t tell me you’re fucking royalty .” Steve rolled his eyes, leading Billy towards the house.

“Can it. You got the booze?” Billy shook the bottle at him.

Steve looked better. Like maybe he had gotten a bit of a handle on himself.

Billy followed him into the pool of light cast over the porch, the unmistakable scream of a very excited cat sounding from inside.

Steve pushed open the door, bending immediately to scoop up his purring cat, holding her close to him as he went inside.

Billy gave a low whistle as he took off his boots, lining them neatly next to Steve’s shoes.

Steve just climbed the stairs, assumed Billy was following.

Steve’s bedroom was nice enough.

Felt as impersonal as the rest of the gaudy house, but there was a cat tree by the window, and a cat bed Egg ignored in favor of curling up on Steve’s lap as he settled in bed, sitting up against the headboard.

Billy didn’t know what to do with himself.

Last time he was in another boy’s bedroom, very different things were happening.

But then Steve gave him an odd look, eyes flicking to the spot next to himself, and Billy took that as his cue.

“I can’t drink a lot. Gotta be home in three hours.” His dad had a very clear rule about curfew: You miss it, don’t bother coming home.

“This is for me, anyway.” Steve gave him the weakest smile Billy’s ever seen, taking the bottle from Billy’s hand, and taking a long pull.

He grimaced at the taste, gasping for breath.

“That’s fucking rank .”

“Not used to cheap liquor?” Steve swatted at his arm, but took one more pull before passing the bottle to Billy.

Egg was still settled in his lap, and Steve ran long fingers through her dark fur.

“She can always tell when I’m feeling bad. Gets extra snuggly.”

“More snuggly than at the diner?”

“Nah, that was the more. She could tell I had been freaking out looking for her.” Her ear twitched and her tail swished, like she knew they were talking about her. “She’s the smartest cat in the world, I think.” He was quiet for a few moments as Billy took a drink from the bottle. “Took better care ‘a me than Nancy ever did. That’s for damn sure.”

“Sucks that she dumped you like that. All drunk and shit.”

“Isn’t there an expression? Drunk words are sober thoughts? Wish she had gotten drunk a year ago. Woulda saved me a lot of fucking trouble.” Egg perked up, standing to pace on Steve’s lap, curling up again, her chin resting on his tummy. “See? Has a fuckin’ sixth sense for when I’m upset.” She purred, her eyes closing as Steve scratched between her ears, down her back.

“How long have you had her?”

“Like five years? Someone was just, giving her away. Said he didn’t need bad omens, or whatever. ‘Cause she’s a black cat. I think that’s fuckin stupid. She’s brought me nothing but good.” Egg purred again, blinking slowly at Steve, nipping playfully at his fingers.

She really was cute.

Billy had never been much of a cat person, always favored dogs a bit more.

But Egg was so human, the way she tracked their conversation, like she could understand it.

“Man, don’t laugh.” Steve took the bottle from Billy, taking another long pull, shuddering halfway through. “I’m already feelin’ this. Haven’t drunk in so long .”

“Pussy.” Steve huffed a laugh, Egg meowed as his stomach shifted, jostling her head. He let the silence sit for a moment, just watched Steve’s fingers stroke through thick dark fur.

“So, uh, are you like, friends with Tommy?” Steve’s voice was way too measured, his tone far too light and casual.

“Who?”

“Tommy. The guy that was parading you around all night.”

“Oh, uh Karate Kid, guy?”

“Yeah.”

“No. He just kinda started talking at me, told me to do a keg stand. Said the guy that still held the record was a poser.” Steve outright laughed at that.

“Yeah, you broke my record tonight. I’m the poser.”

“No shit?”

“No shit.”

Billy turned to look at Steve, found him smiling this stupid fond smile at the cat on his lap. The room was dim, only one lamp clicked on, throwing a warm glow around the room.

“Can I ask you what happened? You said you used to be hot shit.”

“Nancy.” Steve’s smile evaporated like a flash. “I used to be a real douchebag. Ruled that fucking school. I mean, it’s not like I liked myself. I could definitely be called a bully, like, which sucks. But, you know. I had friends. I was popular. All that.”

“But she didn’t like that.”

“Nope.” Steve made sure to pop the ‘p’. “It’s not like she blatantly said that, but I could tell. I think that, I think that the changes have been good, like I’m nicer to people now. But I kinda cut off all my friends. Just hang out with her most of the time. And now-” Steve trailed off, taking another swig of shitty tequila. “Guess it’s just me and Eggy.”

“You say that like I’m not sitting right here.” Steve smiled at him, a real one, not the tight ones he’s been using all night.

“You hang out with me, you’re gonna be a fucking laughing stock, new kid.”

“Oh, come on. Have you seen me? I could literally never be a laughing stock. If anything, I'll make you cool again.” Steve just hmmmn ed at Billy, his eyes going a little far away.

“I don’t know if I really, really care about that anymore, if I’m being honest.” He swallowed thickly. “Some major shit went down last year. Like, more than Nancy shit. Kinda put things in perspective, I guess.” Egg had sat up, kneading at Steve’s stomach, making a noise like a little cat alarm.

Egg was so in tune with Steve it was utterly fucking ridiculous. They must be wired directly into one another’s brains.

“What kinda major shit?” Steve was quiet. Egg began walking up him, stepping softly until she settled on his chest, her chin resting on his shoulder, little pink nose tucked into his neck.

“Just like, major shit. Like, like people died kinda major.”

“Damn.”

“Like, I legally can’t talk about it kinda major.” Egg sniffed in his neck.

“What, you get mixed up in some kinda lawsuit or some shit?” Steve just sighed.

“Man, I just said I legally can’t say anything.” But he had a ghost of a smile on his face when he turned to look at Billy. “Can I ask you something?”

“Free country.” Steve rolled his eyes.

“Why Hawkins ?”

“You asked me that like, three times yesterday.”

“And you never answered.”

“I said my dad remarried and wanted a-”

“Fresh start, yeah. But you could move one town over and have that. You could stay in the same damn state and do that. Why Hawkins ?”

There was something more behind Steve’s voice, something strained.

Billy just looked back up at the ceiling.

He had to take a breath, talking himself out of actually telling Steve. Telling him how Neil wanted him out of California, where gay bars were only a short drive away. Where Billy could cruise the piers, where a carefully toned you goin’ my way? could lead to a sloppy blowjob in the car.

Hawkins wasn’t necessarily specific, but Neil had wanted a small, God-fearing town. One where he would know if Billy got up to anything unsavory.

“He found a job here,” he said lamely.

Everything in him was screaming to trust Steve. To tell him the truth. Which was just a fuck of a lot. Billy doesn't trust people. He just does not.

He blames Steve.

Blames those soft brown eyes.

“Well, that’s thrilling .” Billy rolled his eyes, smiling a little to himself.

“What were you expecting?”

“Something more exciting. You moved here from California. That’s like, the coolest place ever .”

“I lived in L.A., too.”

“So like, the coolest place in the coolest place.”

“You ever been?” Steve just gave him a dark look.

“Last time I left the state was ten years ago. My parents took me to Chicago.”

“Damn. You’re like, a true hick, then. Only know this little town.”

“That’s me. Pure hick .” He scratched Egg’s back hip. She purred softly. Billy took another long drink, officially calling that his last one. He needed to be sober by the time he went home. Couldn’t be loud and clumsy as he made his way to his room.

He just pressed the bottle into Steve’s hand.

They spent the rest of the time before Billy had to leave just talking.

It was nice, Steve filling him in on the Hawkins drama, told him which gas stations had better candy selections, that the liquor store on the corner of Haven and Burbank didn’t card. He told him that Andrew Conner always had good weed, but it was cheaper to buy from Lisa Kendle.

And the more Steve drank, the more his eyes drooped, the lazier his smiles got, the closer he scoot to Billy.

He was warm, pressed up to Billy’s side, cat still curled on his chest.

He listened with rapt attention as Billy gave him stories about California, about the boardwalk and metal shows, told him stories of his best hookups, told him they were girls.

He was in the middle of one story, switched out the name from Daniel to something more appropriate, when he looked over, found Steve knocked out, mouth hanging open, tequila dangerously close to spilling, cat sleeping soundly on his chest.

It made Billy falter.

He just took in the scene, wanting to remember it.

He moved slowly, tried not to shift the bed too much, and turned out the light in Steve’s bedroom as he left.

[xfangheartx]

First Impressions- A NaLu One-Shot

Just something I made the other day and I just wanted to share.

 Natsu Dragneel might seem like your typical guy: brash, a bit reckless... okay, a LOT reckless, had a fiery attitude that matched his magic, and ate as if food and money grew on trees. People often thought that he was just some punky kid who always got into trouble the first chance he got. However, if you got to know him long enough, you'd realize that he actually has something of a sixth sense when it came to reading people.

 This was especially when he met a certain blonde-haired Celestial Spirit Wizard during his and Happy's trip to Hargeon. In all honesty, he didn't know what to make of her at first, mostly because he found her in a crowd of women, surrounding some purple-haired jerk who was calling himself "Salamander"... but he'd worry about him, later. At the time, the only thing he could focus on was his empty stomach.

 So imagine his surprise when he got treated to lunch. He was instantly sold. Anybody who was willing to pay for his food had to be a nice person!

 So, as he scarfed down whatever he could grab and filled his hungry belly, the girl rambled on and on about how she wanted to join the most popular guild in Fiore. Instantly, that rang a bell with Natsu because he was a member of that guild. He just didn't say it at the time because... well, for one, he was still too busy eating, and for another, the girl didn't exactly say it herself.

 Lucy... that was a nice name, actually.

 Another thing he noticed was how absolutely giddy she got whenever she talked about the guild, even if Happy said it might have been a bit annoying. It actually made Natsu feel pretty good inside, hearing such nice things about it coming from a random stranger. Plus, even though he probably wouldn't admit it... she had a rather cute smile when she talked, too. Normally, he'd hear about how Fairy Tail was a guild of reckless juvenile delinquents... whatever that meant. Maybe when he got back, he could tell Gramps all about her!

 So after lunch was had and Happy strolled around town for a bit, he couldn't help overhearing a certain conversation regarding that same "Salamander" from earlier. When he heard the name of Fairy Tail in that sentence, he knew something was up, immediately. He never saw that man before, let alone knew his name, so how did he know about the Fairy Tail Guild?

 If there was one thing Natsu couldn't stand, it was a liar... especially when that liar tries to commit crimes under the name of the guild he cherished. As if things weren't bad enough, the moment he dropped down onto that yacht, he found her there, of all people... and though she had a look of shock on her face from his entrance, he could smell the bitter saltiness of her tears.

 He knew he heard her voice earlier... yelling at her captors for disgracing the use of magic.

 Not only was this girl nice and passionate about the guild she wanted to join... she was righteous about how magic should be used.

 Now he was going to teach these punks a lesson... but first, he had to get off that damn boat.

 By some miracle, his wish was granted, because the next thing he knew, he was standing on solid ground, his stomach no longer twisting in knots from his motion sickness. What's more, it looked like Happy managed to get Lucy to safety, along with all the other girls that had gotten captured, somehow. Now that they were out of harm's way there was only one thing to do.

 Kick bad guy butt.

 All it took was a good 2 minutes and that poser was down for the count... and the harbor was also in smolders, but he got the job done at least!

 As usual, the army had to be a bunch of party poopers. As they were drawing nearer, Natsu realized that he had come all this way, hoping for a clue as to the whereabouts of the dragon that he called his father, but instead wound up on a cold trail. That's when he glanced over at Lucy.

 Well... he wasn't going home, empty-handed.

 So, he snatched her up by the wrist and sprinted off as fast as he could, dragging her along with him.

 "Where the heck are you taking me?!"

 "Just come on! You said you wanted to join the Fairy Tail Guild, didn't ya?!"

 As she gaped at him in surprise... he gave her an impish grin.

 "So let's go!" he told her... and soon, that same smile appeared on her face.

 He knew, right then and there, that she was going to fit right in at Fairy Tail. If he liked her, then he was damn certain that everyone in the guild would, too.