#especially when physical touch is not considered 'manly'

[gojougf]

missing husband! satoru ♡

summary: you miss your husband, who's away on missions all the time.

warnings: smut, mentions of food, unprotected sex.

wc: 1.3k

i'm ovulating and the thought of being his little housewife is just rly appealing rn... ദ്ദി •⩊• )

being the wife of the strongest sorcerer to ever exist means that the chances of having your beloved home to yourself, is considered a privilege. being his wife is anything but easy—especially when your love language just happens to be physical touch. but how can you express it when the one you long for is barely ever home?

but on the rare occasions when you do have the special privilege of lounging around the tokyo penthouse you and satoru call home, you make sure to savour every moment—taking full advantage of the time you have together.

“toru, let me feed you!”

you don’t even give him a chance to respond before you’re clambering between his long legs, sprawled out on the fancy chair in the large dining room. still clad in the frilly pink apron you’d tied on earlier, you snatch the fork from his fingers, slicing into the stack of dorayaki you’d happily made for him. with a sweet smile, you lift a piece to his lips, coaxing him to take a bite.

" 'f course, sweets. anythin' you make tastes better when you're the one feeding it to me"

now, your husband is no stranger to your antics—he knows his prolonged absence has only made you clingier than usual. but he doesn’t mind. in fact, he grins happily, cerulean eyes crinkling with amusement as he leans back, letting you dote on him. his large hands find their place on your thighs, resting there comfortably as he soaks in your touch, completely at your mercy.

once breakfast is over, you unconsciously insist on being by his side for everything.

you settle into his lap as he vents animatedly about his disinterest in the higher-ups while sifting through paperwork, his free hand absentmindedly tracing circles on your back. later, you curl up next to him on the couch as a B-rated horror movie plays, fingers intertwined with his while your head rests against his broad chest, the steady rise and fall of his breathing far more comforting than the plot unfolding on screen. and even when he retreats to the bathroom, you follow, perching yourself on the counter, chatting away as he listens with a small smile—occasionally glancing at you through the mirror while carefully shaving the barely-there stubble that’s surfaced from his endless workload.

but such affections aren’t enough for you.

you need more.

the longing that’s been simmering inside you for weeks—fuelled by nights spent alone in an empty bed and days aching for his touch—demands to be satisfied. it’s not just his presence you crave; you need his attention, undivided and wholly focused on you.

which is why you're mewling out his name like a mantra, your hands raking through his ivory locks and feeling his undercut, legs folded to your chest by satoru's big, manly hands as he desperately fucks you like his life depends on it. his eyes are transfixed to where you two connect, watching as you take all of him in, eyes glued to the lewd action of your pussy enveloping his shaft like it was made to do just that.

"haah-- ngh, yeah you missed me, baby? missed the way i make you feel, the way i make this pussy feel?" he gasps out, his warm breath fanning onto your face as he brings his face closer to yours, spreading your knees to slot his large torso above your own. he doesn't stop with his relentless pace, a loving twinge making it's way through his chest as he watches how utterly blissed out you are underneath him. hence why he always prefers missionary over any other position. 

'y--yeah! fuck-- i missed you so much toru!" you manage to slur out, his cock sheathed deep inside your pussy making it hard for you to form coherent words. he grins at that, the pointed tips of his canines peeking through with how close his face is to yours. his white lashes flutter, and for a moment, he simply watches you—taking in the sight of your flushed, panting face with an expression that is equal parts amused and adoring.

 "aw, can't even form coherent words anymore, hmm? has my cock made you go dumb, baby?" he taunts, snickering as his hands make their way under your knees to push your hips up up up, him on his knees to expertly thrust his hips down into your raised pussy, his length rapidly melding it's way even deeper into your soft, wet heat. the new angle makes the white hairs on the base of his dick brush against your sensitive clit every time he fucks himself into you, your eyes rolling back in your head. the feeling of him so deep inside-- after going so long without it is so pleasurable that tears spill freely down your cheeks as you gasp and whine, your fingers clutching desperately at the sheets beneath you, knuckles white from the intensity of your grip. as satoru continues to pound into your cute pussy, his head moves down to suckle at your tits bouncing from the intensity of his thrusts, tongue swirling around the nipples simultaneously, warm hands still under your knees to push your legs back, 'n opened nice and wide for him, until you’re almost trying to stop yourself from orgasming on the spot, the sensations overwhelming you.

"s'toru! i'm gonna cum!" you shriek as his cock begins to hit that spongy spot within you repeatedly, your body taut. your hazy vision barely catches his thumb coming down to rub circles against your clit, making you squirm and causing you to clench hard around his length as you cum harder than you have for weeks, a white ring forming at the base of his dick. chasing the high, you lock your legs behind the small of his back, tugging him close to you as you ride out your orgasm. the action of you tightening around him, and hooking your legs around him so that he really can't escape, makes him lose control, pushing him over the edge as he gives a final, strong thrust, burying himself to the hilt as he spills inside you, thick ropes of cum painting your walls.

gently, he braces his forearms beside your head, his towering frame hovering over you with ease. his plump lips press soft, featherlight kisses to your tear-streaked cheeks—each one filled with quiet devotion—before capturing your lips in a slow, languid kiss, overflowing with adoration.

“my lovely girl, wasn’ too hard on ya, was i? missed you so much..” he asks, worried that he might’ve gotten a little carried away, too caught up in the moment since he hasn’t had sex with you for a while. he nuzzles his cheek against yours, his warmth soothing and grounding. his big hands envelop yours, fingers intertwining as if to remind you he’s right here—right with you. his hair tickles your skin, and despite your exhaustion, a soft, breathy giggle escapes your lips, making his own curve into a fond smile.

”no baby, i needed this. haven’t seen you in ages. wish you were home more often” you say woefully. wincing a little as he pulls out, the loss of him making you whine a little, even more so as he gets up to haphazardly step into his sweats to fetch a damp washcloth from your shared bathroom to clean you up. 

he begins lovingly cleaning you up, pressing an absentminded kiss to your knee as you flinch a little from the overstimulation. once he’s done, he slips beneath the covers with you, his body seeking yours instinctively. his head comes to rest against your chest, his muscled arms wrapping securely around your waist, holding you close as exhaustion seeps into his bones.

at your earlier words, he tilts his head slightly, looking up at you with a slow, lazy smile curling at his lips.

“oh, didn’t i tell you, baby? i’m home for the next two weeks.”

a/n: sobs and cries i need gojo satoru NOW!!!!!!!! ٩(๑`ȏ´๑)۶

also why have i mentioned his big hands like 3 times hshfghgsf oh my god i need his fingers in my mouth

[honksapling]

So obsessed with how DTK express physical affection so freely. Karl made sapnap so comfortable with touch during their first meet-up that by the end of it sapnap was initiating on his own. Dnf were just magentically attracted to each other first time they met. Kwt kissed multiple times when they first met. The dreamnap cuddles. Snf sleep together on beds all the time. Karl is the only one allowed to cuddle George and they kissed multiple times.

[suzukiblu]

Some assorted Smallville headcanons from some of my assorted WIPs for Plot Bunny. They did not specify which WIP they preferred, so I just picked a bunch of different ones and went from there! 

Smallville does not approve of Clark Kent’s parenting style: Smallville is a tight-knit, proud little community where everyone looks out for each other that is full of people who want to continue living in a tight-knit, proud little community where everyone looks out for each other. The population at large still considers Clark one of their temporarily-displaced own and were therefore very willing to pretend to believe the “cousin” story when “Conner” showed up–right up until they found out it was NOT a story meant to help Clark’s displaced kid he’d just found out about settle into the Kent family in a low-pressure environment while he got over whatever obvious trauma had happened to him. Now? Now there are pitchforks being sharpened and torches being lit. CLARK JOSEPH KENT, YOUR HOMETOWN IS NOT MAD, JUST DISAPPOINTED. 

Kara gets to Earth on time and the Kents get a two-for-one special on free kids: Smallville is pretty sure Jonathan and Martha did NOT get this emotionally-fraught teen mom and her weird but adorable little baby from any actual adoption agency, Norwegian or not, but what’s a little illegal immigration and identity fraud between neighbors? None of THEIR business, no sir. Especially not if any strangers ever show up in town asking QUESTIONS. 

Jon and Martha, professional soulparents: Oh Jon and Martha absolutely will be clearing out the attic to make Conner a bedroom the absolute SECOND they get back to Smallville. And also being heartbroken about Clark, obviously. Everyone in Smallville is going to cry on them when they hear about Conner and be both very sad and very happy for them. And then they’re all gonna be Weird About Conner, who isn’t gonna know how to talk to ANY of them. He’s gonna get his cheek pinched by so, so many old ladies and SO many manly back-claps and it’s gonna be a pain controlling his TTK enough to actually let people do it. Meanwhile, everyone in Smallville, internally: oh he’s exactly as weird as Clark was when he first showed up, noted. Jfc, Jon and Martha, AGAIN?? WHERE DO YOU EVEN FIND THESE KIDS. 

Kon is too trans for this pregnancy shit: No one in Smallville knew a thing about Kon’s physical sex, so they’re all gonna be VERY surprised very soon, but also Smallville in general is gonna take that whole reveal like CHAMPS and just roll with it, even if it might require some people having some Talks With Their Kids And/Or Slightly Bigoted Relatives. Like, there will be a few assholes and a few over-inquisitive weirdos around, because nowhere is a monolith, but overall Smallville is gonna roll with it and be chill about it while ALSO being incredibly out of touch with the up-to-date terminology/language and having very little grasp of the minutiae of queerness in general ( aside from a couple of very quiet people who are gonna feel a WAY about finding out that Conner Kent is trans and went completely unclocked all this time, and seeing how most of the town’s taking finding out really well, and does that maybe mean . . . ). 

the one where Kon isn’t the father: Smallville has politely not asked any questions about Tim aside from if he wanted a baby shower or not, but also ALL of Smallville knows Tim was Conner’s “boyfriend” and Kyra is “his” daughter. That’s just gossip-by-osmosis that all of Smallville knows. A lot of casseroles and crocheted things and quilts have happened to the Kent household since Tim showed up pregnant and traumatized. And baby stuff donations. And babysitting offers. And general helpfulness in general. People weren’t necessarily close to Kon, but a lot of people felt very bad about what HAPPENED to Kon, especially after finding out about Kyra. Not that any of them actually KNOW what actually happened to Kon or the truth about Kyra, but that’s a clone of a different gene donor, okay?? OKAY.

[hashtagboykisser]

LOVE LANGUAGES !!

ENCANTO KIDS !!

characters included: mirabell madrigal, camilo madrigal, luisa madrigal, dolores madrigal, isabela madrigal

this is in terms of RECEIVING, not GIVING, if this is liked enough i might do another :)

MIRABELL MADRIGAL: quality time

most may think mirabell’s love language would be words of affirmation - considering her family didn’t give her that for most of the movie,

but imo she puts her family and lover into two separate categories, and she doesn’t expect the same thing from each.

and plus, she does like affirmations like “i’m proud of you” not so much “you’re stunning” (as much as she does appreciate it, she would just explode lmfao)

she likes living in the moment with her partner, and it doesn’t matter what they’re talking about, or what they’re doing. it’s a breathe of fresh air - and she needs a lot of it sometimes - especially when she’s stressed.

she loves any kind of love her partner gives, but quality time means the most to her :)

overall rating:

quality time: 10/10

words of affirmation: 9.5/10

gift giving: 7.5/10

acts of service: 6/10

physical touch: 5.5/10

CAMILO MADRIGAL: physical touch

i think the main reason camilo is so into physical touch is becuz this boy CANNOT keep his hands to himself (well, he can, but only if he has to.)

i feel like he’s not a huge fan of words of affirmation and acts of service, he’ll enjoy them coming from u, but there not his favorites.

he doesn’t need words of affirmations becuz he already thinks he’s amazing lol. like you’d go “camilo, ur awesome.” and he’d be like “ik sweetheart, ty for the reminder.”

he also wants to show you how manly he is so he is big on doing acts of service for u, but not so much the other way around. XD

gift giving (or ig receiving in this case) and quality time are something he loves, but physical touch still is at the top.

this bitch is a damn love machine, so he’ll take from u and give anything to u.

overall rating:

quality time: 8.5/10

words of affirmation: 7/10

gift giving: 9/10

acts of service: 6/10

physical touch: 10/10

LUSIA MADRIGAL: words of affirmation

lusia goes through a lot of stress - even after the events of the movie (imo.)

so hearing a simple “your doing great today!” or a “i’m proud of you” makes her cheeks swell from smiling.

she also really appreciated acts of service becuz of this!

she loves gifts, but she feels bad about u spending money on her😭🥹

on top of all this, she loooves physical touch. she loves giving headpats lol. and she loves receiving hugs and kisses, hand kisses will be the death of her heheheheheh

overall rating:

quality time: 7.5/10

words of affirmation: 11/10 !! lol

gift giving: 7/10

acts of service: 10/10

physical touch: 9/10

DOLORES MADRIGAL: receiving gifts

gifts - big or small, mean the absolute world to dolores! to her, it shows you cared enough to 1: buy her something and 2: pay attention to what she likes. and she’s all for it!

your family doesn’t have much money? no biggie! she love’s physical touch too. hand kisses, holding her hips, and playing with her hair are her favorites :) are this things small? yes. but does she love small gestures? also yes.

words of affirmation she also loves, but the appearance based one’s rllyyyy get to her. “you look like stunning today.” or “i love your smile.” are the kind of things she loves :)

quality time doesn’t mean to much to her - as she can always hear her partner anyway. but don’t take that as she doesn’t wanna see you at all, because it’s quite the opposite!

she likes doing acts of service for her partner, and not so much the other way around, just becuz she likes having the feeling of doing something and crossing it off a list.

overall rating:

quality time: 6.5/10

words of affirmation: 9.5/10

gift giving: 10/10

acts of service: 5/10

physical touch: 9/10

ISABELA MADRIGAL: acts of service

home girl can get stressed out - just like the rest of her family, and she really appreciates when it’s taken off of her shoulders.

she really enjoys massages - so physical touch is smth she enjoys.

words of affirmation are sorta different for her, she wants to hear “you’re not perfect, but that’s what i love about u.” or “trying your best is all u can do, don’t push urself.” yk?

isabela enjoys receiving gifts, but it’s not always the way she likes to feel loved, but she cherishes everything u can give her like a diamond🫶

she likes quality time as well - but i can imagine her being busy a lot so sometimes it isn’t always so easy.

overall rating:

quality time: 7/10

words of affirmation: 8.5/10

gift giving: 6.5/10

acts of service: 10/10

physical touch: 8/10

hey heyyy

i hope y’all enjoyed!

if u wanna request smth go for it!!

if there’s anything offensive/inaccurate here feel free to lmk🫶

love yaaa!! <3

-hermy

[moonspirit]

in one of the anon asks you said, annie has a harder time expressing herself which makes me think she probably maintains a lot of distance with amin so as to not hurt him or get hurt by him inadvertently. while he gives her space he also feels lonely in the relationship especially when he is shouldering the weight of the world. I image he confesses this to annie and she starts to show more support by getting more involved in his work and backing him subtly in rooms full of old powerful men dissing armin for being young and polite and not manly enough. would love to think annie putting someone in place so tactfully that people have a new found respect for her strength of character!

Hi anon!

So tbh I think there's a lot of potential for heavy angst in the beginning of Aruani's relationship; they may have confessed to each other on the boat and then reunited on Fort Salta but that doesn't mean heading into their new relationship is going to be easy or smooth sailing by any means.

Annie does have a hard time expressing herself, preferring physical signals over vocalizing what she wants/feels - and even then, it's quite possible that she thinks along the lines of "I betrayed him once in the past, I'm bound to do it again" and therefore avoids him to a great extent, keeping him from breaching her space in the process. Apart from those moments when the desire for physical touch and love overpowers her, their relationship is possibly one that functions on a lot of "emotional distance".

And this does hurt and confuse Armin, and he'll never say it. As much as he appreciates it when she keeps him close, it's words of affirmation he really needs. He's lonely and scared because he's still too young and inexperienced to bear the burden of repairing what's left of the world and Annie refusing to allow him into her heart is very painful. But he'll never say it. Because "I put her in that crystal for four years, I have no right to ask anything of her".

The way I see it, they go through several low points, each one progressively worse, before something gives and both realize that something has to change, someone has to change (both, really) and things finally start to look up from that point onwards.

In later stages of their relationship, Annie's definitely dissing rude old men in meeting rooms even before they so much as open their mouths to say something condescending about Armin. She's always been sharp-tongued - she can finally get to use it for good purposes (Armin's the good purpose xD)

Even otherwise, I deeply love the idea that she gains much respect for her blunt and realistic approach to problems and issues - for being Annie Leonhardt, and not considered just a background Ambassador.

[drippingviolets3]

Feeling bored and a little frustrated, so here’s a Danganronpa rant about Chihiro Fujisaki.

Spoiler warning.

Duh

I hate how the fandom tries to brush off the themes of the second trial as just “trapping” because of Chihiro’s gender reveal.

What I find stupid is how everyone reacted when Kyoko physically investigated the body, touching around and stuff when that’s basic procedure in these types of situations. It’s normally not part of their job to go in depth, but there was no forensic pathologist who COULD investigate the body in depth. It’s how they find out if foul play was involved in someone’s death (which in the context of Danganronpa, might sound silly since we know foul play was involved considering it was a murder.)

My point is that Kyoko probably did the same thing to the other corpses. But she didn’t find anything out of the ordinary so she never said anything about that part of her investigations.

Second of all, and this is my main issue, is how people will blatantly ignore the themes of masculinity within this chapter.

THH came out in 2010, and while the 2010’s was a relatively progressive time, it’s still incredible that a game covered these themes. In the game we hear a lot of sexist themes, especially in the second chapter. Examples include Mondo and Ishimaru claiming that a girl “wouldn’t understand a bond between men,” and Asahina telling Kyoko after learning how she handled the corpse that she “should’ve let one of the boys do it.” Even before the second chapter we hear Mondo claim that it was wrong to harm a woman, but he had no qualms with hurting a man.

And then in the second trial we are IMMEDIATELY slapped in the face with a direct challenge to these supposed gender roles (if you could call it that, I don’t know a better term to fit in this context 😅). We learn that Chihiro was cross dressing the whole time. That he wanted to change and when his secret was threatened to be revealed, he took it upon himself to seek out help and challenge the reveal head on by working out to get more “manly.”

Mondo was the perfect role model in Chihiro’s eyes. Buff physique, rough exterior, and he was tough enough to where no one would think about making fun of him without getting their teeth knocked out of them. Mondo was the textbook definition of society’s depiction of what a man should be and look like.

But Mondo didn’t think he was a real man because of how weak he felt deep down. So when Chihiro approached him headstrong, telling him how he wanted to change, Mondo was jealous and overcome with rage.

But y’all didn’t read this to listen to me summarize chapter 2, you’re here because I’m writing this at 3AM and you want to see what bs I can put into words.

The fact is, Chihiro’s existence in the game was a direct challenge of society’s definition of men and women, how they should each be respectively. I hate how people with brush him off as a “trap” when he played such an important role in the series and included incredible themes during such a time period.

Honestly, the themes in THH were immaculate, it really feels like Danganronpa lost its touch with each release. I’m willing to go into more detail when I’m not sleep deprived and doing minimal research, but for the love of god please don’t fight with me. I don’t have a problem with people headcanoning Chihiro as transfem because I genuinely can see where they’d make the connections on a deeper level than just “Man wearing skirt = Trans Woman”. But I’m tired, these were my thoughts, and I’m not trying to make excuses for some of the problematic themes within THH (because there are a LOT).

[borom1r]

citing my sources bc I’m going to be referring to OceanKeltoi’s video about Aran and Asmund quite a bit while I talk abt this

pivoting from clothing bc while I Do need to be deranged abt Éomer’s layers and especially his winningas PINS like you know those would be really beautiful horse heads. anyways.

now like the really important thing to remember discussing “viking”* culture is that the surviving written records we have are extremely Christian. I could get into a whole thing about the term ergi in relation to Christianity but I’m not gonna (I’ll plug Arith Harger’s video on the subject, tho) — what matters for this post is what Ocean covers in his video: the Norse people holding a cultural view of gender which was focused on basically a sliding scale of manly to not-manly (men can lose their manliness, women can step into manliness, etc— being the dominant or penetrative partner did not affect manliness, but being the submissive or receptive partner very much did. At bare minimum in the eyes of Christian writers, anyways)

There are several burials of ‘men’ with women’s items and clothing, especially items relating to seiðr — may or may not be tied with transness and obviously we can’t ask the bodies, so I’m leaving men in quotes. What I think is important particularly in this case is that whether or not these people would identify as trans women today, they were respected enough to be buried in their (again, presumably) preferred clothing with items that represented their chosen gender expression. They may have “lost their manliness,” and Christian writers would absolutely paint that as being viewed as deeply negative; these burials and the fact that Oðinn himself lived as a woman to learn seiðr, making him ergi, calls the Christian perception into question

To circle back around to the topic of Ocean’s video, Aran and Asmund themselves using what can be boiled down to a legal loophole to get gay married and become co-kings is, you know. It’s important. There’s a lot to be said about mixing blood, sharing all earthly possessions including dividing all preexisting possessions, living together, ruling together, and vowing that when one of them dies the other will be buried with him.

All this to say, I find a sliding-scale concept of gender very interesting, especially when considering things like the myth of þorr losing his hammer and how he is always referred to as “he,” even when disguised as Freyja and having lost the physical symbol of his manhood— meanwhile Loki, transformed into Freyja’s handmaiden, is “she.”

*viking in quotes bc “viking” was an extremely specialized job. sailing, trading, raiding if trade was not an option— most early Germanic peoples were farmers. It would be like calling every person in Rohan a Rider of the Mark; most Rohirrim may know their way around a horse, but only a select group would be master riders and warriors trained to battle on horseback

So, Rohan. Gender in Rohan. I am extremely exhausted but this is giving me brain worms so excuse me if I ramble — I touched briefly on this in an AU fic which doesn’t suuuuuper tie into things, but it does give me some good examples to use: little separation being made between Éowyn, Éomer, and Théodred as children. It gives a good foundation for Éowyn’s resentment at being told to stay behind from battle and being treated like a frail thing, but with the old Norse background also provides a good reason why she was the one to stay home and care for Théoden while Éomer and Théodred rode out; the home was the woman’s domain in the sense that she quite literally had the keys and handled important things like finances. Keys were a symbol of ownership (and to call them a women’s symbol is again, deceptive and christianized; if the perception of keys = housewife is true, it’s probably better to say keys = receptive partner); Éowyn may be unwed, but Théoden was ailing and Meduseld came symbolically under her ownership.

And while I don’t think Éowyn could conceivably be labeled a “man,” I think it’s fair to state she chafes at, let’s say the Gondorian perception of “woman.” On the Rohirric sliding scale of manly to not-manly, one could safely place her alongside old Norse women like Visna and Lagertha from Saxo’s accounts who could be called “desirably manly.” — Lagertha especially, who’s described as: "a skilled female fighter … With locks flowing loose over her shoulders she would do battle in the forefront of the most valiant warriors. Everyone marveled at her matchless feats." This certainly matches Éowyn well, and I doubt that a figure like Lagertha would be buried with “feminine” keys; rather, with her “masculine” sword— again, much like Éowyn.

I also think it brings an interesting angle to her and Faramir’s relationship, considering the whole dialogue about him “taming” her and her saying she will no longer “vie with the great Riders.” — if we want to extend this analogy further, comparison could certainly be made between Christian writers documenting old Norse culture and Gondorians. Considering some of Faramir’s own words about Gondorians becoming like the Rohirrim and other “middlemen,” it’s… hm. Like I’ve posted before about Faramir and how he is just. extremely transgender in all ways. he contains multitudes. But he is also a Gondorian and a scholar At That Time and absolutely grew up in a very rigid culture of superiority. For all his kindness it’s impossible not to come away from that without things to unpack. I also think having ��owyn go “oh you want to marry me? I’m done with my entire way of life then 😊” is very… convenient.

I know that’s not the broad fanon interpretation of her but I do think it’s.. important? Especially because ‘healing’ for her implies accepting a role she actively hated— which was a role one could argue Faramir actually desired. Even when pushed into a combat situation, he was a Ranger, not a soldier like his brother or Éowyn (or Éomer, if you lean towards Faramir/Éomer like I do lol). But if we’re sticking as canon-adjacent as possible, I think there is sth genuinely healing about Faramir being 1) broadly introduced to Rohir culture and getting over his “middlemen” shit, and 2) being more specifically introduced to a sliding-scale gender structure where his “feminine” traits are embraced rather than being degraded and he can happily accept the “receptive” role Éowyn resented (also introduces the very funny parallel to shit-tier ugly ass elf of Éowyn hanging out w/ her Rider pals like “Éowyn why did you take such a girly ass husband” and she’s like “nay… I love him…”) (or perhaps even funnier, “why did you take such a girly ass wife” if you read Faramir as transfem)

I’m in the middle of another brief installment of that Ren Fest AU bc I love Faramir gender but if I ever get around to that Boromir&Faramir squire years fic I’m stewing on, I would love to explore Éomer’s gender more in the context of actual canon and not a modern AU— specifically because this sliding scale concept opens such an interesting door to “okay, and what are the layers underneath it?”

Obviously there’s biological sex, but then there’s all the flavors of manly and not-manly that extend beyond. There are men-who-are-manly and men-who-are-not and women-who-are-manly and women-who-are-not, and like soooooo much more. SO much more beyond that extremely basic idea!! + it’s a modern convention but “man” and “woman” were carved from an ash and an elm tree in the old Norse creation myth (or the surviving versions), so there’s this idea that there are as many genders as there are varieties of trees. I love that, conceptually. I think it’s very freeing in a way to be like, “this is the tree that I was carved out of. Even if it is a common tree, it is different from every other tree because it’s mine.” Hence my description of Éomer as “a man and something more.”

Askr may be “man,” but every ash tree tells its own story.

WAIT HANG ON. WAIT. Éomer old Norse winter garb is conceptually so important to me actually. you KNOW his winningas would be sooooooo pretty

chewing on things gnawing even. the potential for patterning significance in tablet-woven belts like the Birka examples too………

I also need to be deranged abt all the potential of Rohanese culture pulling from old Norse and the perception of gender at the time. Sorry it doesn’t help that I’m a Heathen and a reenactor AND lotr is my main special interest rn so I’m especially deranged about this intersection

[bakuhoes-dumbass]

Aberration - Chapter 2

MHA!Various x Fem!Reader

Thriller/Horror/Drama

Criminal!AU

Words: 1.5k

A/N: Yay, here’s the second chapter of my new AU! It’s a little shorter but I promise chapters will get longer as we go.

Warnings: Yandere Themes, Mentions of murder, blood, felonies, bullying, swearing.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of MHA, just this story. In no way does this reflect the characters, writers or VAs of the show/manga. MINORS DNI.

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Aberration Masterlist

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"Now, on to your next subject. Inmate 04, Eijiro Kirishima." You flip the page of your inmate profiles to see a picture of a red-haired man. "He is of a higher danger level, so make sure to keep your guard up. And for the love of God, under any circumstances…

Do not touch him."

Only slightly acknowledging his warning, you look down at your notes, eyebrows shooting up in surprise at the words on the page. "He suffers from Erotomania? Interesting…"

Aizawa nods. "Ah, yes. A very rare condition indeed, especially in males. The affected person strongly believes that another individual is in love with them. This delusion develops and persists despite clear evidence to the contrary."

"That's a very exciting find. I can't wait to meet him." Your eyes light up, quite intrigued.

Aizawa sighs and gestures with his head. "Follow me."

Kirishima's room was only a few doors down from Tokoyami's. Once again, Aizawa presses his hand to a key code and you hear the door unlock, following a buzzer. You slowly make your way into the room. It mirrors Tokoyami's down to the last detail, the only difference being a redhead was currently doing pushups.

He barely acknowledges a person stepping into his room, eyes flitting to your form and back to the ground. It takes him a moment to realize it was someone new. As soon as he does, his eyes widen and he springs onto his feet, slightly startling you.

"Oh! Hello there! You're new!"

You nod your head and smile at the red-head. "That I am. My name is Y/N and I'm the newest scientist at this facility. My role here is to get to know and observe you all to help further our findings for a cure." You choose to leave out the 'friends' part, as something about him makes you weary. You don't need anything being misinterpreted.

"Hello there, Y/N! My name is Kirishima!" He takes a step towards you but is suddenly stopped by a lower force. You look down to see his ankles chained to the heavy-duty bed frame, connected to him by quirk-canceling cuffs. You look back up to see him looking at you intensely, with a shark-toothed smile. "Man, you're really pretty!"

You swallow thickly, but keep your smile. "That's very kind of you to say, Kirishima. Now, if I may." You take a seat at the desk like you did with Tokoyami. Kirishima follows suit and sits across from you on the bed. His smile never wavers, making you slightly uneasy. You ignore it and turn to a blank page in your notebook. "Now, if you could please state your full name, age and date of birth?"

He gives you a chuckle and points to himself proudly with his thumb. "I'M Eijiro Kirishima! I'm 22 years old and my Birthday is October 16th!"

You giggle softly at his extroverted personality. "Ahh, same birth month as Tokoyami." You mumble to yourself. His ears perked up and his smile faltered slightly.

"You met Tokoyami already?"

"Hm?" You look up and smile fondly. "Ah yes, I have. He was the first one. A very nice young man."

You look back down at your notes, failing to see Kirishima's eye twitch slightly. He returns to his signature smile as you look up at him again. "And what is your quirk?"

"Oh, it's so cool! I can harden my entire body to an extreme. I can make myself a shield or a weapon! Pretty manly, am I right?" Kirishima wiggles his eyebrows at you, causing you to chuckle.

"That is definitely a unique one, Kiri." You, once again, fail to notice the way his eyes light up at the nickname, too busy looking down at your notes. "Now I see here that you've been charged with Stalking and 2 counts of second degree murder. Is that correct?"

"Yup! Although I don't understand how it would be considered 'Stalking', when she always knew I was around. She was okay with it, too! I mean, we WERE in love, you know." He furrows his brows.

You raise a brow and write down everything he says. "Care to continue explaining what happened? Why were you brought into this facility?"

Kirishima sighs and rests his chin on his hand, a dazed look on his face. "Well, you see. There was this girl. We were totally, completely head over heels for each other. You've probably heard of her, Kim Hyuna?"

Your eyebrows shoot up. Yeah, you heard of her. She is one of the biggest idols around right now, extremely pretty and extremely talented. She has millions of fans from around the world. You already can see where the direction of this story is headed.

He continues with a wide smile. "We used to go out on dates everywhere. To the mall, the salon, even to her dorms. We were so in love." His dazed expression turns sour. "Then that stupid boy shows up outta nowhere. He took her from me. He dared to take something so precious from me. So, I couldn't take it anymore and, uh, kinda killed them."

You watched him rub the back of his neck sheepishly, like the situation was no more than a mere broken dish he dropped on accident. You nod your head carefully, writing the last bit of information down. Clicking your pen, you look up and give the young man a fake smile.

"Well, that's it for today, Kirishima. I must take my leave, but I'll be back to run some tests soon."

Kirishima frowns and quickly stands up. "W-Wait, already?"

You gather up your notes and clipboard. "Yes, unfortunately. I do have some other patients I need to get to before-" as you go to stand up, your foot gets caught under the chair leg and you trip. You accidentally fall forward and into something hard. Looking up, you realized you fell against Kirishima himself, your hands splayed out against his chest.

His eyes widen, staring down at your hands against his chest, something shifting in his eyes. Before you're able to pull your hands away, his own reach up and snatch your wrists, holding them in place. A blush appears on the apples of his cheeks.

"Y-Y/N. I-I had no idea you felt the same."

Your eyes widen in fear. You attempt to tug your hands away, but his iron grip tightens into a bruising force. "Kirishima, I would advise you to kindly let go of me. Please, don't misunderstand the situation."

His grin widens, showcasing his sharp teeth. Red eyes bore into yours with a wild look. You hear the door buzz behind you and a flood of voices coming in. You feel a pair of arms reach around you and hands grip your elbows. Two pairs of hands each grab Kirishima by the arms and force him to release his grip on you. You watched two of Aizawa's assistants hold down a struggling Kirishima as you were forcibly dragged out of his room.

Once safely outside, you were spun around to meet the eyes of a fuming and worried doctor. "Are you alright, Y/N?" Aizawa's eyes travel along your body, doing a quick examination to make sure nothing was injured.

You nod your head and rotate your slightly bruised wrists. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little shaken up."

Aizawa sighs. "Didn't I say NOT to touch him? His obsession tends to solidify with physical contact."

You wince. "I know. This time it was an accident. I tripped and he just happened to, uh, be the 'wall' I fell against." You think back to the moment you fell against Kirishima. His chest felt almost rock solid, not like a normal human body would be. Now you're thinking that his quirk leaked through the cuffs and that thought scares you.

"Nobody said you were clumsy when you were hired," he sighs and runs a hand down his tired face. "There are still 9 other inmates you need to check with. And 6 out of the 9 are above Kirishima's danger level. Are you still up for it today?"

You shake out your hands and nod your head. "Yes! I am. A little scare never bothered me. This is my job."

Aizawa hummed in reply and flipped through his clipboard, stopping on a page. "Inmate 09, Keigo Takami. Mafia leader. He's a level 7 as well, but doesn't have delusions like Inmate 04 does. While he's very dangerous, he's a little more tolerable." Aizawa hesitates before continuing. "Er, minus the excessive flirting."

You sigh and flip through Keigo's information. "Oh goodie. Well, let's get this over with." You follow Aizawa to Keigo's door and once it buzzes, you enter the pristine, white room.

"Good afternoon Mr. Keigo, my name is Y/N and I'll-" You look up from your notes to see a half naked man with blonde hair and bright red bird wings lounging on his bed. Your jaw drops and you hold your clipboard up in front of your suddenly heated face.

Keigo looks over to you with his brows raised. "Well well, looks like we've got ourselves a new baby bird. How…" The handsome man's lips turn up into a cocky smirk.

"...interesting."

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[avmisworld]

Stray Kids reaction to you back hugging them:

Bang Chan:

Chan loves all types of affection, especially when they come from you, but there was something about backhugs that made them even more precious. It'll probably happen a few weeks before a comeback, when your boyfriend looks constantly stressed and sleep-deprived, his blonde hair a mess and his brown eyes sporting dark circles underneath. The second you'll wrap you arms around his shoulders, leaning your chin on top of his head, he'll sigh happily, his body sinking into the revolving chair, and his hands will come up to grab your wrist, stroking your soft skin absentmindedly, as if to ground himself, and the two of you will spend the next few minutes in peaceful silence.

Minho:

Minho is the type to tease you a lot, especially when it comes to how cuddly and affectionate you are, but it's just his way of showing love, and he absolutely adores how you cling to him and coddle him. Your boyfriend is probably busy downing water in large, desperate gulps after practicing the band's newest song for an hour straight when you come up to him, gingerly wrapping your hands around his slim waist. Minho will jump, his water bottle almost slipping from his hands before he manages to retrieve it, and he'll turn around to look at you, a frown on his face as he scolds you for scaring him, but he'll still wrap his own arms around you, playfully rubbing his sweaty forehead against your neck, until you whine and push him away.

Changbin:

We all know Changbin is the hard outside, soft inside type of guy, always trying to hide just how whipped he is for you, and failing at it completely. Since backhugs are one of your most deadliest moves, you usually use it on your boyfriend when he is mad at you, for instance when you constantly tease him for being small and cute despite his constant attempts to seem manly and tall. Binnie will face away from you on the bed, scrolling through his phone with a frown when he'll feel you press against his back, your pout clearly felt against his neck as you kiss the soft skin as an apology, and he can't help but a crack a smile at your cuteness, eventually turning around to press a sweet, loving kiss to your lips.

Hyunjin:

Hyunjin is more shy and reserved when it comes to physical affection with you, the tips of his ears constantly coloring as well as his cheeks whenever you're attention is focused on him, but he still loves it no matter how red it makes him. The two of you are probably just walking down the street, swinging your interlocked hands like two children, when you suddenly release Hyunjin, making him frown in confusion before you trap him in a tight backhug, his arms held underneath yours. Your boyfriend won't be able to help the chuckles leaving his throat when the two of you waddle down the sidewalk, hardly immobile, and he'll complain lightly about how hard it is to move, but it's hardly convincing with the sweet giggles leaving his lips.

Jisung:

Han is such a sweetheart honestly, always looking for ways to touch you and for you to touch him, whether it's hugging, hand-holding, hair-playing, and also back-hugging a lot, with Jisung usually being the one to initiate it, so when you do it, he always gets excited. Your boyfriend will just be on his phone in the kitchen, leaning against the counter lazily, when you come up behind him on your way to get a cup of water, wrapping your arms around him tightly and pressing your cheek to the expanse of his broad back. Han will immediately smile like a child, his heart beating in his chest as he wraps his own arms around yours, and he won't let you move anywhere for a while, whining whenever you try to move away.

Felix:

Felix is kind of person who naturally thrives off of physical affection from his loved ones, and he considers it a very important aspect in any relationship, especially yours. The two of you are making brownies in the kitchen, the whole area around you looking absolutely disgusting, egg shells and flour coating the floor, and your boyfriend is starting to clean up, tiredly dragging his legs over to the broom by your apartment door when you collapse on him, wrapping your arms around his waist to steady yourself. Felix will let you lean on him, dropping his own head backwards to lay on your lean shoulder, and the two of you will stay like that for a few minutes, trying to restore your energy and also contemplating life at the sight of the chaos you made.

Seungmin:

Seungmin is constantly singing around the house, whether he's practicing or just humming songs he's been hearing recently, and whenever you hear your boyfriend sing you can't help but stop whatever you're doing and admire his angelic voice. Right now for instance, you're standing outside your bedroom door, watching as Seungmin sings to himself softly, brushing his long, auburn hair in front of the mirror. You don't hesitate to walk straight to your lover, wrapping your arms around him and making him stop in the middle of a sentence, a shy smile creeping on his face when you demand him to continue, still holding him tightly as you press a loving kiss to his back, and Seungmin will agree, his cheeks rosy red as he finishes the song.

Jeongin:

Jeongin is in charge of the food in your relationship, always giving a bowl of steaming noodles or a carefully-made sandwich with a fond kiss to your cheek, and that's exactly what he was doing now, making the two of you ramen for dinner, when you come up to him, drawn to the kitchen by the amazing smell slowly filling the house. You'll wrap your arms around your boyfriend, feeling the way I.N tenses under your arms, slightly shocked by the display of affection. He'll try to play it cool, but he'll be so out of focus he'll eventually push you away gently, stuttering about how hot it is in the room and how he can't focus on the food, but the blush covering his fair skin and the lack of eye contact will tell the truth.

[thickenmyblood]

I’ll confess my sins. When I skipped the first chapters of Capri I got stuck on Laurent’s description as spoiled and similar to overripe fruit. So i was like ah. Royal Dudley Dursley with a blonde curly wig. Sounds about right. I finally saw some fan art and was like??? Who is this anemic Victorian vampire legolas persona?? Honestly tho in an alternate universe where Auguste doesn’t die and Laurent still dislikes sports but enjoys Veres sweet meats and his metabolism is only the slightest bit slower Laurent is absolutely getting chubby. And Damen. Smh he manages to be shadiest bitch while also being appreciating. Would he insult an overweight courtier who never touched a sword? Absolutely. Would he respect a meaty sumo ringer able to throw Damen around like a rag doll? Absolutely. He seems to appreciate multiple types of bodies just fine (muscled gladiators, frail slaves, sturdy vaskian women) so I feel like he’d also appreciate curvier partners as long as they. Well know how to use their body yk. Oh and what about chubby jokaste? We don’t know enough about akielon beauty standards at all. Sure slaves are probably mostly slender and frail to add to the submissive aesthetic (tho I do remember damens fixation on his female slaves big boobs, dude is far from subtle as always). But if it’s Ancient Greek inspired beauty standards jokaste most definitely rocks some tummy rolls. Either that or she’s got super toned abs from the Pilates classes she visits with the other trophy concubines. and akielon man are properly ripped but is it king-Leonidas-washboard-abs ripped?? Or more chunky functional muscle mass ripped? Perhaps akielon noble women are even trained like Spartan women and egeria was the one with the washboard abs. Also there absolutely was a time in Vere where the chubbier the pet = the wealthier it’s owner. Im so so sorry for rambling but your post got me t h i n k i n g

This is not only hilarious but also one of the best takes I’ve ever read. There is so much to unpack here that I truly don’t know where to start.

You mentioned Dudley, whose weight and fat (derogatory) tendencies are accentuated throughout the entire Harry Potter saga. I think—and this is my personal belief, it is not something anyone else has to agree with—that part of what makes Laurent interesting and redeemable to many readers has to do with the fact that he’s beautiful*. I don’t think many people would be willing to admit that, but Laurent’s pretty privilege as a fictional character is similar to Draco Malfoy’s (in fanon) or other morally grey villains/characters’. Ugly characters are harder to forgive, for some reason.

This got me thinking that had Pacat written Laurent as canonically fat, there would be a lot of stuff going on in Damen’s head that I don’t think we’d be able to excuse as easily as we excuse other (quite horrible) thoughts of his. But also, like I mentioned above, I think Laurent would have a harder time proving to some readers that he’s not Dudley, that he’s not just a stereotype of selfishness and greed and other things fatness is associated with (like childishness or an inability to take accountability for one’s actions). This would happen not because he’s fat, but rather because we see the world through Damen’s eyes. And Damen is. . . Quite opinionated.

You mentioned Damen would be judgmental of someone’s weight based on their ability to fight. So, like you pointed out, he’d make fun of a useless in battle courtier but not of a Sumo wrestler. I think in Book 1 Damen would make fun of anything and everyone, but I do understand where you’re coming from with that statement. It makes me wonder what Damen would think of people with a mobility/physical disability. Or even with learning difficulties. Or just about anyone that, according to him, doesn’t contribute to society. If you can’t be a warrior or a bed slave, and if you’re not in a condition to be a peasant and plow fields, and if you don’t have royal blood in your veins. . . I have a hard time picturing Damen being sympathetic.

Chubby Jokaste. . . I think I’ve always thought of her as a muscled woman, given the fact that Laurent can pose as her in Book 3. There’s been a lot of discourse lately on whether Laurent is muscled or a twigly twink, which I will not get into because I. . . do not know enough about gender and/or gender expression to add anything to any argument. I am also not a gay man, so I don’t know what could be considered offensive. I am also very stupid. I also do not know what the word 'twink' means anymore.

Your ask has made me think a lot about many things I’m usually not interested in. I think it would be interesting to see a chubby Laurent who still knows how to fight, who trains, who does things other than eat and hate. Canon Laurent is slender, and yet he never manages to beat Damen in combat, so I don’t think his ability to fight would suffer much from gaining some pounds. It would be interesting to see chubby Jokaste too, even though I don’t particularly enjoy the parallels between her and Laurent in canon. It would also be interesting to see. . . different types of bodies. You mentioned the Vaskian ladies, which I like a lot, but I don’t think I’ve read or come across any fics that focus on them. I think Vannes’ pet is also described as muscular and big, but I’m afraid I don’t remember the quote and I don’t own the books, so I can’t be sure.

What I liked the most was the ending of your ask, where you went on to add little worldbuilding details. Like I said yesterday, I wish canon was more detailed so we could maybe have something to hold onto when we make certain claims. It’s hard to say which parts of Damen’s thought process are entirely his (as a prince with a lot of privilege) and which ones have to do with his culture. Pacat has pointed out some to us, like the fact that Akielons don’t enjoy certain “spectacles” of the body, like pet rings or public sex, but they do enjoy staring at bodies when they’re wrestling or performing physical activities unrelated to sex. Other things remain little mysteries, in my opinion. Do all bed slaves have the same body type? Do women wrestle? How does marriage work in Akielos? What is everyone else’s opinion on fat people? I’m sure not everyone is like Damen, who we speculate cares about having a healthy body so he can fight and. . . stuff.

I am not saying Damen is the only character who, in the historic period where Captive Prince is set, would have fatphobic thoughts. If Damen was fat, Laurent would be the first one to use that against him, especially in Book 1. I just think Damen fits the fatphobic mold better because he’s described as this hypermasculine character, very into war (I think the blurb of the book calls him a warrior prince?) and manly things. Which is not to say war is inherently manly. Which is not to say Laurent isn’t manly. Which is not to say. . . whatever.

Captive Prince is a fantasy trilogy, set in. . . the past. Concepts such as fatphobia or toxic masculinity are not exactly applicable, but I think it’s fun to explore Damen’s character through his flaws. Laurent has a lot of flaws, but Damen’s are sometimes confused with virtues. In my opinion, they’re at their best when they’re being disgustingly horrible to each other.

I’m sorry for writing you a 90 paragraph response.

* He's almost universally beautiful in the Captive Prince world. Damen finds him pretty, and Torveld, and Jord (we've read that 'cute' quote where he describes Laurent at 15 to Aimeric). Not saying fat = ugly. I'm saying it seems like the 'hegemonic' body type for pretty is Laurent's, otherwise. . . why would everyone he comes in contact with comment on his pretty looks?

[dwellordream]

“The outcry over commercial beauty preparations focused especially on the morality of masking or transforming features and raised anew longstanding questions about women's nature and social role. Powder and paint had always been more identified with the feminine than the masculine in Anglo-American culture, but in the eighteenth century, their use was as much a matter of class and rank as gender. In England, enamel, rouge, white powder, masks, and beauty patches were instruments of fashion that covered pockmarks, drew attention to good features, and served as props in the spectacle of court society and posh urban life. Elite colonists of both sexes imitated the aristocratic mode and sought the grooming aids of apothecaries and hairdressers. Powder and paint proclaimed nobility and social prestige, as essential to fashionable high culture as ornamental clothing and tea drinking.

A challenge to this view came during the American Revolution. In a republican society, manly citizens and virtuous women were expected to reject costly beauty preparations and other signs of aristocratic style. The transformation in self-presentation was most pronounced in men, who spurned luxurious fabrics, perfume, and adornments as effete and unmanly. In a personal declaration of independence, Benjamin Franklin discarded his periwig. The "great masculine renunciation," as fashion historians call it, replaced spectacular male display, once considered an essential symbol of monarchial rule, with a subdued and understated appearance. Republican ideals of manly citizenship reinforced the idea: Men need not display their authority, since their virtue was inherent. The democratization of American politics after 1830 further advanced the new view of male self-presentation. 

The point of no return may have occurred in 1840, when Representative Charles Ogle, in a speech before Congress, attacked Martin Van Buren's presidency and his manhood by ridiculing the toiletries on Van Buren's dressing table. Corinthian Oil of Cream and Concentrated Persian Essence no longer endorsed the gentleman of rank but intimated the emasculated dandy. As a mercantile and manufacturing class gained power, businessmen avoided artificiality in appearance in an effort to gain trust in the marketplace. In turn, men who adorned their features were treated with contempt. Novelist Sara Willis, for instance, disdained a "be-curled, be-perfumed popinjay"; Walt Whitman said of a "painted" man on Broadway, with "bright red cheeks and singularly jetty black eyebrows," that he "looks like a doll." Of course men continued to pay attention to the mirror. Shaving paraphernalia, hair dyes and “rejuvenators," bay rum and brilliantine were all sold on the market throughout the nineteenth century.

Barber supply catalogues featured face washes, colognes, tinted talcum powders, and "cosmetique," a perfumed waxy substance used to touch up gray hair. Except for shaving and hair care, however, cosmetic practices among men became largely covert and unacknowledged. Women also were encouraged to shun paints and artifice in the service of new notions of female virtue and natural beauty. Early nineteenth-century literature bound the feminine to ideals of sexual chastity and transcendent purity. These views took root under the growing authority of the middle class, which perceived beautifying as the "natural disposition of woman," but only as it reflected those feminine ideals. A belief in physiognomic principles, that outer appearance corresponded to inner character, underlay these views and echoed the earlier belief in humoralism. 

Reinvigorated by Johann Kaspar Lavater in the 1780s, physiognomy and its nineteenth-century cousin phrenology claimed to reveal personality through the study of facial and bodily features. These pseudosciences classified men in terms of a diverse range of occupations and aptitudes. When it came to women, however, their subject was solely beauty and virtue. Thus physical beauty originated not in visual sensation and formal aesthetics, but in its "representative and correspondent" relationship to goodness. Assessments of female beauty, however, often unconsciously reversed the physiognomic equation, submerging individuals to types and reducing moral attributes to physical ones. Hair, skin, and eye color frequently stood as signs of women's inner virtue. The facial ideal was fair and white skin, blushing cheeks, ruby lips, expressive eyes, and a "bloom" of youth-the lily and the rose. 

Although some commentators disagreed, most condemned excessive pallor or coarse ruddiness. Nor was the ideal an opaque white surface, but a luminous complexion that disclosed thought and feeling. If beauty registered women's goodness, then achieving beauty posed a moral dilemma. Sisters Judith and Hannah Murray neatly captured the middle-class viewpoint in their 1827 gift book, The Toilet, made by hand and sold for charity. Each page carried a riddle in verse and an image of a cosmetic jar, mirror, or other item typically found in  a lady's boudoir. The pictures were pasted onto the page in such a way that when lifted, they revealed the answer to the puzzle. "Apply this precious liquid to the face / And every feature beams with youth and grace." A pot of "universal beautifier"? No, the secret lay in "good humour." In like manner, the only "genuine rouge" was modesty, the "best white paint" innocence. 

These riddles must have had a wide appeal. Harper’s Bazaar described an "old-fashioned" fair in 1872, where a girl sold for a dime little packages "said to contain the purest of cosmetics"-the Murrays' moral recipes. The Murray sisters acknowledged the allure of cosmetics in elegant bottles, but maintained that only virtue could produce the effects they promised. Even so, their gift book reinforced the widespread belief that beauty was simultaneously woman's duty and desire. Godey’s Lady's Book, the arbiter of middle-class women's culture, took up the theme, advocating "moral cosmetics" in tales of sad appearances transformed by plain soap and clean living. In "Lucy Franklin," an unattractive woman whose complexion combined the "colour of dingy parchment" with a "livid hue" becomes lovely under the guidance and friendship of an older woman. Happiness, the story concludes, is "a better beautifier than all the cosmetics and freckle washes in the world.”

Etiquette books addressed to African Americans, published later in the nineteenth century, similarly distinguished between cosmetic artifice and the cultivation of real beauty from within. Mary Armstrong, training Hampton Institute students to display signs of middle-class refinement and modesty, considered the use of visible cosmetics disgraceful. "Paint and powder, however skillfully their true names may be concealed under the mask of 'Liquid Bloom,' or 'Lily Enamel,' can never change their real character, but remain always unclean, false, unwholesome," she insisted. Nothing was more essential to beauty than self-control and sexual purity. "Those who are in the habit of yielding to the sallies of passion, or indeed to violent excitement of any kind," cautioned Countess de Calabrella, "will find it impossible to retain a good complexion." Management of emotion nevertheless coexisted with "management of the complexion," as one guide called it: pinching cheeks or biting lips to create a rosy hue, or wearing colors, especially in bonnet linings, to produce the optical effect of lightening the skin.

The ideal of pure, natural beauty disguised the way women's appearances were in fact dictated by middle-class cultural requirements. The new feminine ideal challenged but did not entirely displace earlier perceptions of women as sexually corrupt, deceitful, and vain, vices that face paint had long signified. In his 1616 Discourse Against Painting and Tincturing, Puritan Thomas Tuke had endorsed the use of washes made with barley, lemons, or herbs, the cosmetics of domestic manufacture. But, he warned, "a painted face is a false face, a true falshood [sic], not a true face." Women who painted usurped the divine order, as poet John Donne put it, taking "the pencil out of God's hand." Indeed, some viewed the cosmetic arts as a form of witchcraft. The specter of "designing women" led the English Parliament in 1770 to pass an act that annulled marriages of those who ensnared husbands through the use of "scents, paints, cosmetic washes, artificial teeth, false hair, Spanish wool, iron stays, hoops, high-heeled shoes and bolstered hips." 

That a woman with rouge pot and powder box might practice cosmetic sorcery suggests both an ancient fear of female power and a new secular concern: In a rapidly commercializing and fluid social world, any woman with a bewitching face might secure a husband and make her fortune. Nineteenth-century moralists continued to view face paint as "corporeal hypocrisy," a mask that did not conceal female vice and vanity. They invoked Jezebel, the biblical figure who represented the dangerous power of women to seduce and arouse sexual desire. Painting her eyes with kohl and loving finery, "Oriental" Jezebel was "the originator and patroness of idolatry," whose arrogance and pride brought death and destruction. Her example taught that women had a duty to spurn adornment, submit to authority, and cultivate piety. To most Americans, the painted woman was simply a prostitute who brazenly advertised her immoral profession through rouge and kohl. 

Newspapers, tracts, and songs associated paint and prostitution so closely as to be a generic figure of speech. In New York, "painted, diseased, drunken women, bargaining themselves away," could be found in theaters, while in New Orleans, "painted Jezebels exhibited themselves in public carriages" during Mardi Gras. Mining camp balladeers sang: Hangtown Gals are plump and rosy, Hair in ringlets mighty cosy. Painted cheeks and gassy bonnets; Touch them and they'll sting like hornets. The older view of the painted woman informed the efforts of the middle class to distinguish itself from a corrupt upper class. In Godey's Lady's Book, face paint and white washes often appeared as the potent temptations of dissolute high society to be avoided by respectable young ladies. New York journalists at mid-century exposed the "ultrafashionable" woman as all art and no substance. 

James McCabe offered a typically harsh assessment in 1872: She is a compound frequently of false hair, false teeth, padding of various kinds, paint, powder and enamel. Her face is "touched up," or painted and lined by a professional adorner of women, and she utterly destroys the health of her skin by her foolish use of cosmetics. . . . So common has the habit of resorting to these things become, that it is hard to say whether the average woman of fashion is a work of nature or a work of art. Lurid accounts described the "enamelling studio" as a den of female vice, where fashionable women could "get their complexions 'made up' by the 'quarter' or 'year.'” The enameller first "filled up the ugly self-made wrinkles and the natural indentations, with a plastic or yielding paste," wrote photographer H. J. Rodgers. "Then the white enamel is carefully laid on with a brush and finished with the red." 

Cosmetics and paints marked distinctions between and within social classes; they also reinforced a noxious racial aesthetic. Notions of Anglo-American beauty in the nineteenth century were continually asserted in relation to people of color around the world. Nineteenth century travelers, missionaries, anthropologists, and scientists habitually viewed beauty as a function of race. Nodding in the direction of relativism-that various cultures perceive comeliness differently-they nevertheless proclaimed the superiority of white racial beauty. Some writers found ugliness in the foreign born, especially German, Irish, and Jewish immigrants. Others asserted the "aesthetic inferiority of the ebony complexion" because it was all one shade; Europeans' skin, in contrast, showed varied tints, gradations of color, and translucence. And because appearance and character were considered to be commensurate, the beauty of white skin expressed Anglo-Saxon virtue and civilization-and justified white supremacy in a period of American expansion.

Aesthetic conventions reinforced this racial and national taxonomy. Smithsonian anthropologist Robert Shufeldt, for example, classified the "Indian types of beauty" in North America in an illustrated 1891 publication. The women he considered most beautiful were posed as Victorian ladies sitting for their photographic portrait. In contrast, the camera rendered those he classed as unattractive in the visual idiom of ethnography: haIf-naked bodies, direct stare, and frontal pose. Tellingly these women also used paint on their faces and hair, which to white critics illustrated the "lingering taint of the savage and barbarous." According to Darwinians, the use of paint even impeded evolutionary progress: If men used visuaI criteria to choose the best mate, cosmetic deception thwarted the process of natural selection. A light complexion preoccupied not only the educated in science and letters, but was the governing aesthetic across the social spectrum. 

…No one defined the antipode of the dominant American beauty ideal more starkly than African Americans. Kinky hair, dirty or ragged clothing, apish caricatures, shiny black faces: White men and women had long invoked these stereotypes to exaggerate racial differences, dehumanize African Americans, and deny them social and political participation. In the antebellum period, slaves audacious enough to cross over into the white mistress's "sphere" of beauty and fashion endured severe punishment. Delia Garlick, for instance, recalled the beating she received when she imitated her mistress's cosmetics use: "I seed [her] blackin' her eyebrows wid smut [soot] one day, so I thought I'd black mine jest for fun. I rubbed some smut on my eyebrows and forgot to rub it off, and she kotched me." The mistress "was powerful mad and yelled: 'You black devil, I'll show you how to mock your betters.'” Picking up a stick, she beat Delia unconscious. 

For this Southern mistress, fashionability, including the use of beauty preparations, underscored the class and racial hierarchy of the plantation. Significantly, she refused her slaves "clothes for going round," providing only "a shimmy and a slip for a dress"; "made outen de cheapest cloth dat could be bought," such clothes were a badge of slavery. By beautifying herself, Delia had defiantly claimed recognition as an individual and a woman as she burlesqued her mistress's feminine airs. Continually made aware of the social significance of appearances, nineteenth-century African Americans understood the power and pleasures of "looking fine" in the face of destructive stereotypes. Yet, observed antebellum author Harriet Jacobs, herself a former bondswoman, physical beauty contained a cruel irony, for it inflamed white men's sexual abuse of black women.

Racist representations proliferated in the latter half of the nineteenth century. Evolutionary science fitted African-American bodies into new visual classifications of inferiority based on facial angles and physiognomic measurements. Trade card advertising and minstrelsy caricatured the plantation slave's appearance to negate black Americans' efforts to define themselves as modern and self-respecting. One minstrel song, "When They Straighten All the Colored People's Hair," mocked an increasingly popular form of hair styling. For white Americans, sustaining a visual distinction between white and black masked an uncomfortable truth, that Africans and Europeans were genealogically mixed, their histories irrevocably intertwined. In advice manuals and formula books, white fears of losing their superior racial identity underwrote old anxieties about cosmetic artifice.”

- Kathy Peiss, “Masks and Faces.” in Hope in a Jar: The Making of America's Beauty Culture

[thatrandomwriter99]

Attack On Titan Facts #6

1. If Levi were to go to some cosplay thing, he’d just want to go home.

What Additional Characters Would Want To Do:

Mikasa— would go through the con all relaxed completely unphased by any stress around her

Reiner— would cosplay something from Marvel (maybe Captain America) and love it; he’d do photo shoots and everything

Bertholdt— would enjoy the merch and everything but would want to go home soon

Annie— quietly buy all the merch and goes again without being seen

Eren— three days of con, three cosplays. Sees all the shows, buys all the merch, and meets with the group.

Jean— does some closet cosplay and gets mad nobody recognizes him.

Marco— works at the con

Sasha- JAPANESE FOOD AND COSTUMES!

Connie— photographs every cosplayer

Historia— cosplays as Wonder Woman and slays despite her size; makes everyone kneel

Armin— goes to con mostly for the people he can meet there (comic artists and so on)

Hanji— wins the Yu Gi Oh! Contest

Erwin— is super overwhelmed by the nerd culture

Nanaba— couple cosplay with Mike

Mike— couple cosplay with Nanaba; everyone loves them

2. If Levi were to encounter a vacuum cleaner, he’d have a heart attack.

3. If Levi were to see all the fan art of himself (especially the weird ones and shirtless/revealing ones), he’d be pretty grossed out and want them deleted.

4. If Levi ever went to jail, it would be for using force against minors

Additional Characters In Prison/Jail:

Sasha— hunting in prohibited area

Eren— property damage

Annie— murder with a blunt object

Petra— murder with poison

Armin— possession of unregistered and exotic animals

Reiner— indecent behavior

Jean— graffiti in a holy building

5. Levi once laughed shortly, and when someone addressed it, he said he farted

6. Personality wise, Levi’s type is someone calm and rational. Someone similar to him who can still appreciate stuff and is positive.

7. Since Levi is good at cooking, his favorite thing to make is stew.

8. Levi would show affection to his lover by small stuff, like bringing them tea or touching them slightly.

9. Levi can have a top speed of up to 90 km/h (55.923 miles) during spinning while using the 3DMG

10. Levi has a secret talent that he wants hidden from everyone: imitating the scouts.

11. If Levi died, the reactions of the other characters would be:

Mikasa— yell at someone

Reiner— laughing

Bertholdt— would frown

Annie— would be nonchalant

Eren— NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Jean— “We’re screwed.”

Sasha— waits for a Titan to eat her

Connie— “someone save us!”

Historia— chokes on popcorn

Armin: “Oh no...”

Ymir— “cool”

Hanji— would be professional and go on doing stuff

12. Levi would have a Nokia 3300, and you apparently can’t get nice ringtones on those

Additional Characters’ Ringtones:

Mikasa— standard ringtone that was preinstalled

Eren— “SEID IHR DAS ESSEN? NEIN, WIR SIND DIE JÄGER!”

Armin— bubble sound or really calm sound

Jean— horse neighing

Marco— My Little Pony opening

Sasha— Woody Woodpecker

Connie— Horror Movie Scream

Reiner— military trumpets

Bertholdt— birds chirping

Annie— Let It Go

Hanji— Godzilla roaring

Erwin— the ringtone your dad has

13. Levi is okay. Physically? Yes. Mentally? No.

14. Levi wouldn’t have any kind of social media.

Additional Characters Would Have:

Mikasa— has all the accounts but never uses any

Reiner— does Grindr count?

Bertholdt— Tumblr

Annie— Instagram

Eren— Facebook and Twitter

Jean— Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat, Tumblr, and Twitter

Marco— Tumblr and Google Plus

Sasha— Twitter and Snapchat

Connie— Snapchat, Tumblr, and Twitter

Historia— Snapchat, Tumblr, Twitter, or Instagram

Armin— Twitter and Tumblr

Ymir— everything available

Hanji— Snapchat, Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook

Erwin— Twitter and Facebook

Nanaba— Instagram, Twitter, and Facebook

Mike— Snapchat

15. The Characters’ Reactions To Long-Haired Levi Would Be:

Armin— crying because Levi still looks manly with long hair

Oluo— would get extensions immediately

Erwin and Hanji— would make the weirdest hairdos for Levi

Petra— would reconsider her crush

Eren— would find it weird, but since he admires Levi so much, he’d have the same haircut in the end

Mikasa— would be raging, because Levi’s hair is silkier than hers; she’d try to then find out what kind of shampoo he uses

16. Starting from the time he was four years old up to the present, Levi considers all of it a bad memory. Almost all of his life is a bad memory.

[donutloverxo]

Fluffy alphabet

Pairing- Steve Rogers x reader Wordcount- 2.1k

Please do not steal or repost my works. Reblogs are welcome.

Masterlist

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Very affectionate. He loves you a lot and has no qualms about showing it. He shows his affection in the smallest of ways. He notices things and quirks. He makes mental notes of things you like.

If you mentioned liking a certain type of food he’ll try his best to cook it for you. He also likes buying you jewellery. It was common in his time to buy women diamonds. Now that he has the resources to do so, he’ll spoil the shit out of you.

Initially he was shy about pda. He’s a private person, he doesn’t want other people knowing his business. But now he has come to embrace it. He always has to be touching you in some way. Maybe holding your hand or pulling you into him by your waist. It’s also serves as a subtle way to mark his territory.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Steve isn’t too picky. He could be best friends with someone he has very little in common with. But someone with similar life experiences and job is preferred.

It will take a while to reach to that ‘best friend' status. He has a tough time trusting people. But if you are his friend you can depend on him for anything.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He loves cuddling. It’s one of his favorite things to do. Sometimes he doesn’t want to talk. It’s nice to just stay in silence listening to your steady heartbeat. Maybe smelling or playing with your hair.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He knows he can’t so he convinced himself he doesn’t want to. But the truth is he does want to settle down. If he could he would like to have children, a spouse, a house in the burbs, the whole nine yards.

He’s a clean freak and a minimalistic. Being in the military has straightened him out. He doesn’t like clutter. So if you’re someone who is messy, be ready for some nagging. He can cook some dishes, if he has free time he enjoys doing it and trying out new recipes. Cooking is a form of art and he is an artist.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

If he had to break up with you it would probably be for your own safety or happiness. He isn’t the kind of person who falls out of love with someone. Nor does believe love is some magical force where one day you’re crazy about each other and the next day you aren’t.

It would kill him to do it. He will sit you down, explain the reasons he can’t be with you, will tell you a million times it’s not you or it’s not your fault. He’ll carry the guilt of breaking your heart with him for a long time.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He’d propose in like six months or as soon as he knows you’re the one for him.

In his time people got engaged very quickly. He has faced death many times. He wants to make the most of his time with you.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He’s a sensitive soul. More so about other people’s feelings than his own. He rarely gets angry. Usually he’s patient and kind, albeit somewhat distant with everyone.

With you he’s a gentle giant. He knows he’s stronger than you, sometimes he uses it to his advantage, but mostly he makes sure to never hurt you.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He loves hugs. He hugs everyone very often, he isn’t shy about accepting them either. He will get a bit awkward if a stranger hugs him.

His hugs are warm and protective. They feel like home to you. He’s very large it’s hard to get your arms around him. But he feels tender and soft. He would subconsciously flex his muscles just to subtly show off.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It depends. He’ll probably wait a while till he is absolutely sure you feel the same way.

He will say it in other ways. Like spending quality time with you, listening to your ramble, holding the door for you and helping you in anyway he can.

If he knows you feel the same way and he could see a future with you he’ll say it. But it will probably be a spur of the moment thing. He sucks at lying.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He does get jealous. More than he’d like to admit. He trusts you completely, it has more to do with his own insecurities.

What if he’s not modern enough for you? What if his emotional baggage is dragging you down? Would you be better off without him?

He’ll try to conceal them by acting manly. He’ll puff his chest out, flex his biceps to intimidate anyone who dared flirt with you. Which doesn’t happen often. No one is messing with Captain Americas girl. There are times Tony or Bucky would do it just to mess with him.

He’ll show you how he’s the only one for you when you both get home.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you?)

His kisses are soft and passionate. Sometimes he likes a simple innocent make out that doesn’t lead to anything. He likes kissing you literally every where.

Especially your forehead. You’re so short and cute he likes to sneak a few pecks just because he feels like it.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Steve is kind if awkward around children. Especially toddlers. He has no idea how to entertain them. What can you even talk about with a kid?

He’ll always be a bit awkward around them until he has kids of his own.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He’s up at the crack of dawn sometimes sooner. He’ll go on a run, pick up a coffee or a muffin for you, shower and cuddle a bit with you till he has to leave for work.

He doesn’t like staying idle. But weekend mornings spent in bed are loved by you both.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Most nights he likes to cuddle and talk or make love. You almost always fall asleep before him. He likes to listen to you soft breathes and steady heartbeat as it lulls him to sleep.

More often than not, especially after a mission, he’ll wake up from a nightmare, sometimes waking you up as well. Even if you are patient and kind to him he’ll feel guilty about being an inconvenience.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves?)

It takes him a long time to open up. He’ll tell you the basic things almost everyone knows, but he’ll only reveal the real Steve Rogers after he feels safe with you.

He reveals them slowly. Not because he doesn’t trust you. He doesn’t want you to worry about him

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Extremely patient. He may never even yell at you. He believes that’s no way to treat a lady (not unless you do something stupid like make an AI that turns on you)

It’s almost frustrating how calm and collected he usually is. You would be yelling hoping to get a reaction but he'd give you none.

If he’s really feeling antsy he’ll take it out on a few punching bags. But never ever at you. The last thing he wants is to be like his father.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you?)

He remembers every single detail. He has a photographic memory it isn’t easy for him to forget things. He makes a note of your likes and dislikes. This knowledge comes in handy when he wants to buy you a gift.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

His favorite moment in your relationship is when you first said 'I love you’ to him. Someone like you loving him was hard to wrap his head around. He swoons every time you say it.

Close second is when you said yes to marrying him.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He is very protective and possessive of you. He likes taking care of you. He never felt he would be capable of taking care of someone or protecting someone the way he can now.

He could never bear the thought of losing you. Your affiliation with him does make you a target. He makes sure that you are safe and happy at all times the best he can.

Steve doesn’t care too much about being protected. He doesn’t think of himself as someone needing it. He does appreciate it when you do. Like when you defend him to anyone teasing him or insulting. He still prefers to be the one who does the protecting.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Listen Steve Rogers gives his 100% to everything he does. That includes working out, cooking, being an avenger, saving the world, fucking you and courting you. He gives his all to all your dates and has yet to forget a single anniversary or birthday.

He’s a classic romantic. Flowers, champagne, chocolates, long walks, candle lit dinners are some of his favorite things. He does try to change it up a bit which is how he ends up obsessed with Pinterest. Making you little handmade and intimate gifts.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Steve is a perfect human™. He has close to none bad habits. Something that might be considered bad is his obsession with cleanliness. If you ever drape your coat on the couch instead of hanging it on the hanger he’ll give you a look of disapproval or ever so gently nag you about it.

He is also humble to the point where it’s annoying. He fails to see just how amazing and exceptional he is.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He’s only concerned about his looks when it comes to you. If he ever tries to dress up or wear a set of pants that make his ass look snug it’s to impress you.

Usually he does look presentable and takes care of his hygiene. He has a smart casual albeit minimalistic wardrobe. But it isn’t something he thinks a lot about.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yes and no. He understands it’s not healthy for him to be completely dependent on you for happiness. He has plenty of strong friendships and a family.

But he misses you a lot when you’re not with him. If something happened to you, he might move on but he’ll never stop loving you. A piece of him will always belong to you.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Steve thinks about you a lot. He does little things for you that you wouldn’t even notice. He doesn’t do them because he expects something in return from you, it’s purely out of love. He’s intuitive he will know if you’re having a bad day. He will do anything to make it better for you. He’ll cook your favorite meal, give you a foot rub, run you a bath.

You are his muse and his inspiration for a lot of his artwork. Being in love, feeling so passionately for someone helps him in seeing the world in a different perspective.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Steve is pretty tolerant. He might roll his eyes at some things like hedonism, selfishness, crude jokes but there are very few things he’ll outright hate.

Something he doesn’t like is cruelty. Whether you’re cruel to others or to him. He also isn’t a fan of disloyalty and lies. Even if you had a good reason it will hurt him.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Steve likes to sleep on his back. He will not move an inch throughout the night. He rarely ever snores. He doesn’t like the cold so your apartment is almost always hot.

He has a fixed bedtime, if there’s no work you both have to be in bed by then. No excuses. Well if you bat your lashes and ask nicely maybe he’ll listen.

It takes him a while to fall asleep. If you’re with him to snuggle he sleeps well, his nightmares stay at bay, your warmth gives him comfort.

[bokunoheroanalysisforthefuture]

Sorry for disappearing! Real life stuff. You all know the feeling. 

Gonna finish up the battle training arc~ 

[No. 10 - Breaking Bakugou]

(Technically there could be a Breaking Bad-kugou joke here. Just saying.)

Character sheet! I love how Katsuki’s described repeatedly as ‘explosively X’ for each part of him. Especially him being explosively petty. Also, confirmed canon that the skin on his palms is especially thick - likely from the callouses from the blowback of his quirk! Which means he might not necessarily be able to feel things under his palm or even fingers, depending on just how thick those callouses are. 

(Also pfft, Hori telling Katsuki to pull up his pants already.)

In case you’ve forgotten how big the explosion Katsuki just set off was. Man, just look at all the damage, I’m shocked the building didn’t outright collapse. I mean, I guess buildings are a bit sturdier than movies like to show, but still, all those cracks and faultlines, especially on the neighboring buildings… 

Anyways, neither Tenya nor Ochako are prepared for how much the building is rocked by said explosion. Ochako recovers faster and decides to take advantage by tapping her fingers to her palms and then running for the bomb. 

(Also, the bottom of her shoes squish. How is that at ALL practical to run around in???)

Tenya realizes what she’s doing and moves to intercept, while Ochako thinks about how all she needs to do to win is to touch the weapon. She leaps over Tenya, having made herself weightless with that previous palm-tap technique (as Tenya realizes out loud), and then dispells it on herself in order to let gravity take her right towards the prize. She mentions as she falls that that special move takes a lot out of her.

Tenya, however, has the speed to yoink the bomb out of her way before she can grab it, shocking her and distracting her so that she makes a tumbled landing, her helmet bouncing away as she rolls back-first into the wall. Tenya notes that her quirk is no threat so long as she can’t touch anything, and slides back into his ‘villain persona’ as he tells her to keep struggling as he continues to waste her precious time. She grits her teeth as she mumbles that she’s counting on Deku, likely to come through with another distraction for her to get the weapon.

Yes, Katsuki is totally calm and rational right now. Honest to god, why was he given those gauntlets? Also, just noticed that Izuku’s got a layer of clothing/something under his costume, since that is not his bare skin. Seems to be a bit more explosion-resistant as well? Or perhaps that’s just shounen physics at work.

Katsuki taunted Izuku, and Izuku picks himself up while noting how the explosion was directed forward, thus giving him a ranged attack. Which makes sense considering that he can’t direct the energy of his normal explosions from dispersing in all directions equally in normal situations. Izuku puts a hand to his headset, asking after Ochako, and Katsuki calls Izuku out on ignoring him.

Kirishima asks All Might why he’s not stopping the match, saying Katsuki is crazy and looking to kill. All Might, however, thinks otherwise, considering some of Katsuki’s previous statements.

Ahahaha even his tentative complement of Katsuki’s ‘restraint’ is immediately redacted by the ‘just that petty’ comment. Also, All Might can hear everything all the students are saying, headset on or off, while they’re out there in the field. And you want to know something interesting he heard two chapters back?

I have to wonder how much All Might knows about Izuku’s history versus what he keeps to himself… I can’t imagine Izuku would mention the bullying, so this might have been the first he was hearing about it. :)

Anyways, he calls Katsuki out on using that move, noting that massive attacks like that being used indoors could easily bring the stronghold down around them, and that it’s a bad move for both heroes and villains, as well as a good way of losing points. All Might then thinks about how he should be stopping the match as a teacher, but…

(All Might knows it's the responsible thing as a teacher to stop the match immediately, but he also knows that his successor NEEDS to be able to prove himself as an equal to someone who looked down on him and bullied him before now, especially with Izuku so determined to not lose to Katsuki for once. It was a quiet kind of passion, one he hasn't heard from Izuku before, and he can't take that chance away too quickly, even if he wants to intervene and knows he should be.

And yes, I know his reasoning for his hesitation is more directly mentioned in a bit, but it’s a good place to remind people who seem to think he was thoughtlessly irresponsible here that he knew damn well what he was doing, and that it was for Izuku’s sake that he held back from ending the match early.)

Katsuki complains about the chastisement, while Izuku confirms Ochako’s location in the bomb room and starts trying to plan again. Katsuki leaps forward at Izuku with renewed intent to beat him into the ground, startling Izuku as he realizes he has no way to dodge, only counter-

Katsuki learns FAST from his mistakes in battle, and it shows. 

(Also, just realized there wasn’t an underlayer for Izuku’s costume, it was just that scrap of sleeve looking weird in that image. My bad!)

Shouto explains what just happened - Katsuki feinted with his first explosion while using it to leap around back, and then used a double explosion to maximize the force behind the blow to Izuku without being thrown back out the hole he made earlier. Yaoyorozu notes that while Katsuki doesn’t seem like a thinker, his battle strategy is fairly intricate, while Kaminari gripes about how good he is.

While Izuku is recovering from that attack, Katsuki sweeps in with an announced reight hook, Izuku barely having time to turn to look before he gets fucking clocked in the side by Katsuki’s gauntleted arm. He then grabs Izuku’s right arm, spins him around using a series of small explosions to build momentum, and then bodily slams Izuku down into the ground while saying Izuku is nothing compared to him. 

Izuku realizes Katsuki’s giving him no time to think, and that he’s just to strong, so he has to use ‘it’, aka One For All. The class is in shock, one saying that his actions are torture and that he could have ended it with the capture tape already, while another notes that it’s not very hero-like, and a third that they thought Izuku was good, but that Katsuki’s battle sense is unbeatable, and that he’s all instinct.

‘A part of him seems calm’ my fucking ass. 

Izuku surries away in a panic while Katsuki looms after him. Ashido comments on him running, while Kirishima says that it’s not manly, but Izuku doesn’t have a choice, even if the situation is odd (i.e. probably noting that Izuku hasn’t used his quirk yet, even though he knows how strong said quirk is since he was in the same arena as Izuku.) Izuku slams against a wall, bracing himself for Katsuki’s next move.

Katsuki demands to know why Izuku won’t use his quirk, and whether Izuku is mocking him, like he always has since they were kids. Izuku says Katsuki’s wrong, but Katsuki barrels on, saying how he knows Izuku is looking down on him. All Might thinks more about stopping them, but that he can’t take this from Izuku. Izuku says that it’s because Katsuki’s awesome that he wants to beat him.

The two of them are yelling at each other now (very shounen moment), Izuku about how he wants to win and beat Katsuki, while Katsuki tells Izuku to stop ‘looking at him like that’. All Might is in the middle panel between them, thinking about how he hasn’t seen izuku this pumped since the ‘I wanna be a hero’ thing. The class is looking on, someone noting how confident Katsuki is. All Might continues to think as the two boys move in for their respective attacks, noting that this battle is necessary for Izuku’s future. 

Izuku’s right arm crackles with the power of One For All as he begins to shout out his smash, while Katsuki’s prepping an explosion in his right hand. Kirishima shouts how bad this is and is almost begging All Might to stop this, and All Might is shaking with nerves as he holds back. He is just in the middle of telling the two to stop when Izuku shouts at Ochako, startling All Might into stopping. Ochako grabs the pillar, Tenya is confused, and Izuku watches Katsuki while he thinks about how he can’t measure up in a one-on-one fight, but.

Seriously, how did this building not collapse at all during this exercise???

Anyways, Ochako swings the pillar around, slamming all the other debris blown upwards towards Tenya in a ‘Comet Home Run’. Tenya says it’s no home run (which I imagine has to be in the exact same tone as ‘that’s no moon’) while shielding himself from said debris, which means he misses Ochako taking another flying leap towards the bomb until it’s too late.

Meanwhile, down below, Katsuki is looking at the damage done in absolute shock, like, he’s absolutely SHAKING as he repeats his belief that Izuku’s been mocking him from the start. 

Izuku’s right arm is in ragged disrepair, and his left he used to block Katsuki’s explosion is not exactly in better shape. He’s quivering as well from the shock and pain as he tells Katsuki that he didn’t want to use his power because he can’t - the blowback messes him up too much. It’s like Aizawa-sensei said, but it was all he could do at that point to win. 

This is really just a fantastic way to end the chapter. All Might’s hesitation as what just happened sinks in before he announces the win, Izuku finally collapsing unconscious as his body gives out on him, and Katsuki’s worldview thoroughly shaken as what just happened sinks in for him as well. Like, look at that, that is SUCH a mess of emotions he’s experiencing.

What a roller coaster of emotions. What a good character growth moment for everyone. 

I suppose next chapter, then, is the fallout and some stuff from the other kids in 1a. Hopefully that will go up this weekend!

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TWST - What They Hate + Why

Warning: kinda long, definitely unnecessary. Don’t mind me.

Riddle - rule violations; it’s been explained in his backstory in chapter 1 but he’s had basically every part of his life formed around obedience and following rules set out for him, so it makes sense that witnessing someone else go against that sort of thing would probably set him off

Trey - not having brushed his teeth before bed; Listen. I honestly have no idea why this boy like his teef so damn much. But thinking about it, him being around sweets all the time probably makes him wary of getting cavities. So there’s that.

Cater - sucking up to his older sisters; Completely understandable from a younger sibling’s standpoint.

Deuce - limited time sales; Another one that’s hard to understand without character context. But to me, this reflects on his inability to think of solutions in a pinch, and how stressing such situations probably are for him.

Ace - indecisiveness; Boy likes having a plan. Can’t argue with that. Also, his quickfire personality definitely contributes.

Leona - playing with children; And yet, he’s still a beloved uncle. But in all honesty, someone who radiates this strong of a tsundere vibe will automatically be reluctant to involve themselves in overtly emotional situations, such as anything dealing with kids.

Ruggie - being at a disadvantage; My boy’s from the streets, and most definitely has been in enough bad situations to warrant not wanting to experience such a situation again.

Jack - fighting without reason; He’s got a strong sense of justice, and works hard to get anywhere - especially grades - so doing things without a worthy reason or otherwise wasting time over starting drama and fights is against his personality. Good good boy.

Azul - relying on luck; He’s worked extremely hard at everything he’s ever done to get where he is now, and relies on his own learned methods and tools to get jobs done. So, it would make sense that relying on luck, or witnessing someone else rely on luck (and even worse, succeeding), drills directly into his being.

Jade - predictable and expected things; He and Floyd have said time and time again that if Azul were to become boring, they would leave him. And although Jade doesn’t have nearly as erratic a personality as his brother, they are close enough in motive that his sense of adventure and excitement would prevent him from being around anything overly boring - thus his trips up mountains and collecting weird mushrooms.

Floyd - shackles; I’m uncertain if this means shackles as in the object, or shackles as in he hates being restricted in any way, but I feel like it might be the second one. Floyd is a very, very free spirit whose ever-changing personality makes him unpredictable in every way. So, it fits that any method of restraint - mental or physical - would clash heavily with him.

Kalim - eating by himself; Why would anyone ever let him be alone??? My poor boy???? Alone??????????!?!?AaaaaaaAAAAA - But in all seriousness, it makes sense considering he’s probably spent a significant amount of his life surrounded by people, and the idea of having to go to a meal (or probably anything) completely alone would make him sad.

Jamil - touching bugs; Now, is it just the touching part, or do bugs in general...bug him? sorry not sorry Because both the situation of him calling in someone else to take care of a bug - maybe Yuu - because he doesn’t want to be anywhere near it should it try to crawl on him, and the situation of him freezing up at seeing one or shrieking when one lands on him are just so fucking funny. (I don’t really have any explanation for his feelings toward bugs since a lot of people hate bugs.)

Vil - intentional negligence; I had to look this word up I’m so fucking dumb Vil takes things like self care very seriously - even if his ‘routine’ is a bit lengthy and he seems harsh at times about it - and as such having to witness someone intentionally leaving themselves in a state of disarray because they simply don’t care about it would very much tick him off.

Rook - people intruding on his private life; He is a hunter. With a wall of mystery photos. And an album full of other mystery items. It seems he has no problem with other peoples’ privacy, only his. Probably because a lot of his things are weird. I still love him though

Epel - being mistaken for a woman; He wants to be ‘manly’, and as such, being called the supposed ‘opposite’ would be a blow to his attempted persona. Boy wanted to be in Savanaclaw, after all.

Idia - face-to-face conversation; Since we don’t have any other information as of right now - he’s an introvert. Who spends so much time inside, with only Ortho as his physical company, that talking to anyone in person terrifies him. Honestly, I feel like there may be more to this than just introversion, since he is quite possibly one of the most extreme cases I’ve seen in a character, but who knows, he could just be a stereotypical otaku-nerd-man character (like Levi!)

Ortho - lightning; I don’t really know enough about him to make any assumptions other than that, he’s a robot - or what many people have headcanons of, a cyborg - who runs on at least some form of power source, with its own generated energy. Lightning generates an absolute fuckton of electricity, and a human being struck by it can a.) hurt a lot, b.) permanently damage their body, or c.) fucking end them, so a robot/cyborg being struck by it - as machines being struck by lightning have shown - would be annihilated. Completely valid fear to have.

Malleus - using machines; He’s probably very old, being a fae and all, and although Lilia has shown that they play videogames and watch TV, he very well may have been raised away from it - although, he was raised at least partially by Lilia himself, so either they were both introduced to machines later on and Malleus was the only one who struggled, or he just never got used to them.

Lilia - losing things; I am unaware of any backstory to this, but it is a very valid thing to hate. I do it all the time, so it’s very relatable.

Silver - sleeping away his time; Seeing that he has been shown to fall asleep at random - possibly narcolepsy, or something else we’ll find out about later - and also him being a loyal knight to the current prince, it makes sense that the former would interrupt his duties as the latter. You can’t exactly protect someone if you’re knocked out. I mean, unless you sleep-fight. Then you’re good.

Sebek - being considered a nuisance by the Young Master, whining; I find his undying loyalty to Malleus adorable, to be honest. Having this much of a senpai crush going on would definitely make any negativity from said senpai hurt quite a lot. But what does it mean by whining - does he himself hate whining, or does he hate it when other people whine? Maybe both?

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Full name

Uchida Amida (Breath of Galaxy)

Preferred name/nickname

Amida

Generally referred to as

The man who can’t be moved BHDHSB

Appearance

Sex: Male

Height: 5'5"/5′6″

Weight: Somewhere around 50-70 kilos hehe

Build: He’s not muscular but he’s not skinny either.

Hair: Slightly curly and disheveled. (Fujita hates his hair because it’s too frizzy and dry. you can’t run your fingers through it.)

Skin: Surprisingly has a light complexion for someone who is living in the streets his entire life. Though light, his skin does feel rough according to frens.

Eyes: His eyes can sometimes be mistaken as pink but it’s actually purple in color.

Mouth: Plump (Fujita is lowkey jealous)

Hands: Long and boney.

Feet: Average

Scars: Acne scars.

Other features: Has a lot of acne scars.

Noteable features: He looks young (I checked him on the comics and damn he looks really young).

Voice

Accent: Has a hard time pronouncing some words.

Verbal Ticks: None

Language: Let’s assume they speak Nihonggo.

Articulation: He uses words and phrases commoners usually use and that confuses Junko and Fujita.

Laughter: Shrill laugh. Now, Imagine his high pitch laugh and Fujita’s snort in the same room :]]]]

Grump: He clears his throat most of the time.

Breathing: When he’s in awe, he makes this “Owwwww” sound.

Mannerism

Face: He likes to scratch his nose and to caress his cheeks (it’s where Senpai touched him for the last time).

Hands: Knuckle cracks.

Legs/Feet: None.

Habits: None aside from knuckle cracks and nose scratching.

Posture: Straight. He uses this to emphasize his height difference with Fujita and Junko (they hate it. Maria is cool with it).

Walking posture: Surprisingly manly.

Sitting posture: Normal.

Personal space: He’s kind of wary with other people but he wouldn’t mind cuddling with his wife (which only happens once in a blue moon)

Spacial awareness: He’s been living at the streets all his life. He’s very wary of his surrounding, especially that he was taught to be wary of bystanders/thieves whatever

Personal

Introvert/Extrovert: Was an introvert but became an extrovert. Mainly due to Fujita's influence.

Optimist/Pessimist: Pessimist. He just thinks things won’t go according to his way (especially with what happened to his senpai)

Gender: Male

Sexuality: He thought he is gay as he knew he has feelings for his senpai. But he thinks he is bisexual as he has unexplainable feelings for someone.

Romantic: He loves his senpai. And his wife.

Memory: Sharp! Living at the streets has sharpened his memory along with his spacial awareness.

Planning: He never plans. He’s a go with the flow kind of guy which is weird cause he is a pessimist.

Pensive: The only regret he has is when he left Senpai alone that night when they were running away from demons...okay, slightly grateful because he found his amazing friends and his wife :))))

Intuition: He couldn’t even tell if what he’s doing is right or wrong. He usually asks for Fujita’s opinion which is useless as she’s very spontaneous.

Goals: To find his senpai again. And to please his wife.

Insecurities: None. 

Achievements: He successfully escaped after being attacked by a demon.

Anxiety: When the group separated ways (separation anxiety).

Overwhelmed: When he had to leave his senpai behind.

Self-help: He’s bad at handling internal conflicts. He usually goes to Fujita or Maria (the best). She (Fuji) doesn’t really give good advice but it calms him down.

Comforts: His friends, Fujita, and the thought of Senpai.

Philosophy: None.

Triggers: Demons. And blood.

The Past

Parents/Guardians: He grew in the streets. His memory is hazy but he remembers a woman leaving him behind at a temple. He lived at the streets for days, dehydrated and starving. He's lowkey just waiting to die at this point.

Then his senpai (He never asked for his name. He always used the honorific), who happens to be also homeless, lend him his hand and before Amida knew it, he lived with his senpai. Surviving by scavenging and stealing.

School: The streets became his teacher.

Adolescence: He grew taller, I guess. But still baby face.

Leaving home: Leaving senpai, the one who considers home, made his life feel like death. Though he is accompanied with his friends, he admits that he still lingers to the thought of his senpai.

Further education:

Life events: Amida and his senpai were attacked by a demon. In the hopes of protecting Amida, Senpai let himself be wounded. A huge tear was on his back as he and Amida ran away from the demon’s sight.

Hiding in the woods, senpai covered Amida with mud in the hopes that it would cover Amida’s scent. He then told Amida to run on his own and to leave him behind as the demon would be able to trace him no matter what. Amida was able to hug his senpai for the last time before fleeing the forest. A tearful goodbye :’[[[

Worst day of their life: When he followed senpai. He shouldn’t have left him.

Lessons: There’s no such thing as ‘dull moment’ with his senpai. Even when he left, it was still brimming with life.

The Relationships

At this time, Fujita just ran away from hers as well. Amida, on the other hand, was decaying himself. People avoided him thinking he was crazy but he couldn’t care less. He felt like it was useless anyway.

Family: Senpai is the only one closest to family. Not until he met his friends and now, he might just have his own.

Pre-events:

After leaving senpai behind, he was alone at he street for days. Not until he met someone: Fujita.

Not until Fujita lend him her hand. She offered him food and clothing as she said he was an ‘eyesore’ when in reality, he reminded her of her brother (she thinks maybe this was her brother’s state before he died).

Friendships: Fujita, Maria, and Junko.

I can’t really describe their relationship but Fujita is very much important for Amida and vice versa.

Future events:

Maria, Junko, and Fujita separated ways with different goals. Amida's goal this time is to find Senpai, to find solace, alone. But he had separation withdrawals and so, in between his trsvels, he'd visit Fujita from time to time, bringing along different items with him from places he went to as a gift for her. It's just... Fujita's the second important person for Amida. She calms her down and Amida would realize soon she is as important as senpai and he wouldn't forgive himself if he loses someone special the second time around. He asked for her hand in marriage.

Friends in need: He loves to help with the chores (cleaning, cooking, etc.) along with Maria and Junko (lmao Fujita would never).

Annoyance: When in an argument, he’s mostly silent. When you scream at him, he wouldn’t scream back. He wouldn’t speak his mind and he would just let his mind absorb the hate which is toxic of course.

I haven’t really described his relationship with Fujita but I think Amida has feelings for Fujita as her kindness (when she found him) reminded him so badly of Senpai. Though they argue and bicker all the time, he knows deep inside he would never hurt her and he’d be willing to risk his life for her.

Romance: s e n p a i. And his wife :)))

Pre-events:

Marital problems: None. They're still in the honeymoon stage of their marriage :)))

You can consider it love but I don’t think it shouldn’t be when he only likes her as she reminds him of the person he really loves.

In the long run, he finally realizes that Fujita is someone as special as senpai and the longer he knows her, the more he realizes he cares and sees her differently from senpai.

Adversaries: -

Enemies: Demons.

Strangers: He’s very confident when talking to strangers now that he met his friends. He unconsciously wants to protecc them ✨

Fun stuff: He loves it when he and the gang do nothing and they just do silly things.

Best friend: Fujita, Junko, and Maria.

Dating:

Pre event: did thought of going to places with Fujita though.

Future events: LMAO HE'S MARRIED.

Love: His senpai. And his wife :))))

Interactions

Respect: Fujita. He respects her for not hesitating to help him when she found him.

Junko. Because she was that strong to be able to accept him despite being hateful towards men.

Maria. For being patient and wise despite all the shit she's been through.

Mingling: He’s very approachable and is friends with the pillars and other slayers.

Comfort levels: Comfortable to talk to anyone.

Physical: The little physical touches Fujita give: ruffling his hair, pinching him, slapping him (during banters), pushing him, etc. HE CRAVES FOR IT P L E A S E

Group: He’s fine talking to other people outside his social group.

Jealous: Jealous of no one. He's a contented man.

Temper: Surprisingly short? He easily gets irritated with Fujita’s remarks. Or like when people hurt his friends.

Empathy: He feels for Maria, Junko, and Fujita as they all had a rough past as well.

Affectionate: Lowkey. He’d express it through harsh words and scoldings. 

Distaste: When he hates someone, he tends to become very sarcastic to the point that the others would tell he’s faking it.

Responsibility: He feels like senpai’s death is his responsibility. He blames himself to this day.

Self-esteem: Sometimes, he feels like his combat skills is not enough. Because if he is really good like the others say, how come he wasn’t able to save his senpai that night?

Honesty: Not very honest. He hates deep talks.

Leader or follower: A leader alongside with Maria.

Praise: He loves his senpai’s praises. He hates Fujita’s praises because he feels like she’s just being sarcastic.

Criticism: He accepts them well.

Insults: He’s fine with other people insulting him but it’s a different scenario if it was Fujita, senpai, or his friends that you are insulting.

Embarrassment: He’s embarrassed when Fujita says something so sincere. JDBSBDHSB or when he receives compliments from Maria AND COMPLIMENTS SPECIFICALLY FROM JUNKO THO BECAUSE SHE IS A WOMAN OF FEW WORDS

Flirting: He can’t. Senpai’s face would flash on his mind. BUT SIKEEEEE he worked his way on Fujita without him knowing

Attention span: Very attentive!

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I know no one asked but I have 4 OCs from Demon Slayer universe and I'd love to create this with them but I'm confused on which OC do I make one first.

So pick a number between 1 and 4 :) (3, 2 and 4 are out-)