#class-divide

[miiju86]

let that sink in....

[prontaentrega]

I hate this fucking post. Poor people have always existed and it was not this guys fucking dad with his own house and two cars. There was always people living in the street or struggling to make rent or living in "today's" poverty conditions

[boredbakedbeans]

class divide & struggle in haikyuu

haikyuu twitter has brought up the theme of class struggle in hq and it really got me thinking just how subtle and effective furudate is in portraying class divide throughout the story.

hinata is introduced riding a bike, seeing volleyball through a store TV (not his own like Hoshiumi, Ushijima, Kageyama), and years later he's still riding a bike up and down a mountain every day for an hour to get to school and practice. how the gyms in the public schools like nekoma and karasuno have stages because they're multipurpose, as opposed to the specific volleyball facilities that shiratorizawa and other private schools have. the bond that nekoma and karasuno have as being the public schools in their prefectures, being known as "scavengers", taking what they can get and fighting tooth and nail for it. THE DUMPSTER BATTLE.

Shiratorizawa Academy vs. Karasuno High. almost every other school (aoba johsai, shiratorizawa, kamomedai) having non-volleyball team-specific tracksuits and merch, while karasuno wears the generic "ics" athletic wear. star players like ushijima and hirugami having family that played pro-volleyball and got them started from a young age in professional spaces.

daichi's nightmare about the basketball team overtaking their gym and not letting them practice. kageyama noticing right away that the floors in the all-japan youth camp weren't wooden. takeda working overtime to try to get gyms reserved, practice matches organized, buses rented out. ukai still working at his grocery store his entire first year coaching karasuno (suggesting that karasuno couldn't afford to pay him enough).

karasuno having to adjust to the lights and the height of the ceiling at nationals, when all the other teams were used to it. karasuno renting out that little old inn for nationals, right next to the giant, 25-floor hotel that other teams were staying in. inarizaki intimidating their opponents with their huge student section, affording to literally transfer an entire student BAND from hyogo to tokyo.

it's the reason that there's something specifically annoying about ushijima when we first meet him, something off-putting as we see hinata and kageyama watching shiratorizawa practicing for the first time in their fancy gym at their huge school. something infuriating about hearing ushijima talk down to hinata and basically dismiss karasuno as a threat entirely. when ushijima says aoba johsai is "infertile soil", hinata thinks, if they are infertile soil, then I Am Hinata Shoyo from the Concrete. and our concrete school, despite all odds, despite lack of resources and funding and reputation, will still beat you. i don't have what you have and yet i will still make it to the top!!!!!!!

[alwaysbewoke]

[class1akids]

BREAKING MY SILENCE

I'm going to tear my hair out if I see one more person repeat the "Class A didn't contact Deku for 8 years" bullshit. This is why leaks are so harmful because bad takes spread like wildfire.

First, Deku never says that. He says it's harder to meet, because the schedules don't line up.

Second, I don't know if any of you went from living in a dorm and seeing people every day to suddenly navigating adult life in a competitive field with crazy working hours, but that's exactly what it feels like.

There is an empty hole that the people with whom daily contact was a given are suddenly sometimes cities or countries away, are working totally different schedules and you can't just spontaneously walk into someone's room to chat or go to the common area to hang out - you need to make conscious effort to meet and speak and any group meeting takes ages to organize and it's just not the same.

And while all his classmates left, Deku stayed in UA, among the same walls, the same classrooms - which means he felt more sharply a constant reminder of how things used to be and how they changed.

[fantasticgothicpeachsludge]

Vi and Jayce being gym bros in a modern AU!! I love them so much.

I need them to do dumb shenanigans together so bad. Like just being in the same room together neutralizes their brain cells.

Like Jayce is a big-name scientist known as one of the smartest people in the world, but he and Vi get together to hang out, and the world starts seeing them do the DUMBEST SHIT on tiktok.

And the internets like, “this is world-renowned genius scientist Jayce Talis??? The guy who did all of these world-changing scientific papers??? Who revolutionized prosthetics, mobility aids, and medicine with his partner Viktor Talis??? Making… weapons shaped like genitalia in his forge??? With a random butch- IS THAT FAMOUS BOXER VIOLET KIRAMMAN????”

Them getting drunk together and breaking stuff with “My girl is mad at me :( I hope I die T^T” in the caption.

[comatosebunny09]

you're good at this—playing all coy and social as if you aren't a clump of nerves ready to burst.

like your legs aren't bouncing beneath the table, and you haven't knocked your knees against its underside a few times, almost spilling your wine.

like you haven't bitten your lips to hell, and your teeth aren't stained with the pretty rouge of your lipstick because of it.

no one's the wiser to your plight. to the quiet war waging in your head and the anxiety spilling like lava into your extremities.

you'll never get used to this things, no matter how many you attend—these parties, these galas, these socialites, this acting.

none of it is you.

not the form-fitting gowns, the kohl clumped to your lashes, the facsimile of a smile you've worn all evening until your cheeks ached.

but through the chaos, one thing remains a constant: him.

him and the hand he has clasped around your thigh to tether you. anchor you back to earth. all big and warm and reassuring, and he's angling himself a little closer until your nostrils fill with the scent of cured leather and peeled mandarin. and, fuck all, he’s warm even from this proximity. so hot, you feel the pressure of his body slowly seeping into your own.

his eyes gleam like the sunset in your peripheral. silently, they ask if you're alright beneath a slightly raised brow, above a customary smirk—a mask he dons during these gatherings if only to make the time fly by. not meant to tease you, he promises. he reserves something genuine for you.

he knows you're not alright, which is why he rubs all gently at the notch of your knee—an attempt to bring you back when you feel your mind slowly disconnecting from your body.

- at an event with sylus. you're clearly nervous. you always are. so the pair of you bid an irish goodbye, and he'll murder anyone who has the gall to stop you.

- watching him sneer at the partygoers blocking your exit is low-key a turn on.

- the night concludes with you both settled on your couch in your living room.

- and, of course, kissing ensues. because why wouldn't it?

- and he's a little handsy, so deft fingers creep up the expanse of your thigh because, of course, the slit of your dress would beckon such actions.

- and sure, yeah. you're into it as he gently pushes you back against the sofa. slots himself between your split legs as your fingers rake through the riot of his hair.

- and he hums all nice and low into your mouth, very much enjoying the sticky grind of your lips together.

- this is sylus. he's always gentle. always takes care of you, treating you like aged porcelain preserved in a museum.

- so why the fuck are you so nervous?

- you’ve made out a thousand times before.

- sex, however.

- well, fuck.

[cruelsister-moved2]

lets say hypothetically that i wanted men to die and suffer for all time

[kodaswrld]

[t00thpasteface]

ideologically i don't agree with mister squidward tentacles but he did go off with his utter lack of company loyalty and his rigid insistence on getting paid overtime for performing any duties outside of his job description

[comradeboyhalo]

the unintentional poetry of foolish's kingdom building this lavish castle vs bad's rebel group camped out underground

[todayisafridaynight]

@passports-alt pointed out the goofiest shit to me the other day

[h-yeoni]

⠀ ︎ ⠀ ︎ ( ♡ ︎ ) ⠀ ︎ ⠀ ⠀i ⠀ love ⠀ you⠀ back. ──

⠀⠀ ⠀said ⠀ i ⠀ wouldn’t ⠀ take⠀⠀ nobody back

[anetherealpoetess]

we simply cannot allow two australian actors to star in wuthering heights. this is a story for vitamin deficient english actors raised in dense clouds of black mold vapours, forced to eat rat-poison laced digestive biscuit, running to and from school on their hands on knees while pretending to be horses because in their frigid society only animals are given any sort of affection.

this is not a film for a sun-kissed southern queenslander and a private sydney school boy. i know it's acting but you can tell!! you can tell when someone grew up with enough vitamin d! i'm australian, i have not left the house since i was seventeen, and yet i am beautiful! i am radiant! i don't know how to fix it! vitality peels off my pores like steam off a baked potato! we cannot help but look refulgent! (a word i just googled which means very attractive or impressive; dazzling; brilliant.)

emerald fennell grew up wealthy wealthy and you can tell. rich storytellers need to stay away from wuthering heights. they will never get it. it's a book for poor girls!

[lunxribuh]

Nicole Class of 09 x Male Reader Headcanons! 💞

-She kills you.

-Jecka kills you.

-Ari kills you.

-Emily kills you.

[amarguerite]

The actress who played Jane Fairfax and the actor who played Robert Martin in the 2020 Emma got married— and now I kind of what to figure out what would happen if Jane got tired of Frank and was like “you know what, screw the gentry class, I’ll be a farmer’s wife if it means I can live honestly and independently.”