#he does not look this cool he is a loser (endearing)

[starrihan]

What about Virgin! Fuma..? I feel like I could see it but also I just KNOW he’s rearranging guts on the daily. It’s just a thought that pops into my head a lot sometimes.

-> i agree! like he def has women falling to their knees for him but he had to learn from somewhere, right?

-> Side note: I just saw a post on twitter this morning that a former classmate said fuma wasn’t interested in girls during school but girls also weren’t interested in him 😭💔 not the direction i took this fic but the idea of loser! Fuma is just so hot

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I can see Fuma as the kind of guy who would want to get to know his partner for a little while/ be with them for a couple months before having sex and that he would be the most comfortable if that was the case.

It would come up casually during a conversation one day. The relationship was still new, only about 3 months in. You guys were both busy with work so it didn’t bother you that guys hadn’t had sex yet. But when you were sitting on the couch in his apartment one day, he would admit that he was a virgin with a painfully obvious blush on his face.

You find it endearing that he hasn’t had sex just, wanting to wait for someone who he could trust and actually liked enough to do it with. You assumed he was telling you this as a way to indicate that he trusted you enough and wanted to have sex with you and you couldn’t be happier.

You take the lead, sitting on his lap and just kissing him like you normally would. He kept his hands firmly on your waist, feeling as you slowly grind on him. This practice wasn’t new for you, it had just never progressed much further than this. But he was letting himself relax into your kiss, keeping it slow and sensual, like you had all the time in the world.

You didn’t mind it, wanting to give him a good first experience. You liked the pace he held, not wanting to speed it up too much and letting your tongue play with his for a while. You're subtly grinding down on him the whole time, letting your arousal build up gradually and his too, feeling him get harder with each second that passes by.

Low grunts escape his lips and are muffled by yours, rolling his hips up into your clothed heat, matching your pace. You pull away for a second, taking in the flushed look on his face as you smirk at him, leaning back to pull your shirt off. He smiles as you pull him back in, fondling your boobs after he unclips your bra, sliding it off of your arms. You yelp, a giggle following as he rolls your nipples between his fingers, knowing you were sensitive.

This was the farthest he had ever gone before, but he kept his cool as you continued to lead him. He pulled his shirt off, holding you firmly as he lifted you up, lips never leaving yours and making his way to his bedroom. He lays you down on the bed, taking off his pants and boxers before climbing on top of you and slipping your pants off.

"Look at you, taking charge. Are you sure you're a virgin? You seem to know what you're doing."

You laugh, amused by his ability and awareness. His laughs with you, moving back up to kiss you, trailing a finger down your body to rub at your clit over your panties.

"Is this right? Does this feel good for you?"

You nod enthusiastically, arching your back slightly into his touch, pushing your chest into his face as he marks your boobs. You don't let him do much though, remembering that this was about him, and letting him feel the most pleasure. You tug on his hair, connecting your lips once again as you sit up, having him lay back against his headboard.

"You're doing really well, but let me help you tonight."

He nods, panting as he watches you dip your head down to his hard length, eyeing its red tip and licking your lips. You run your hands up and down the base, working him up before taking just the tip into your mouth and sucking on it lightly, tongue prodding at the slit.

"Shit, baby... that feels great..."

He tries his best to himself back, refraining from pushing his dick further past your lips. But you know exactly what he wants, taking more of his length in, bobbing your head up and down while your saliva cascades down his length. He has a firm grip on the sheets, feeling more pleasure than he's used to course through him in waves. Not wanting him to cum just yet, you releasing his dick from your mouth with a lewd pop, making sure to give the tip a few more kitten licks while maintaining eye contact with him, watching as he tries his best not to screw his eyes shut.

You sit up on your knees, eagerly pulling your panties off and grabbing a condom from the bedside table, knowing he kept them there for this very situation. You roll it on before you line yourself up with him. You plant your hands firmly on his shoulders, gripping onto them as you slowly shrink down on him. He hisses at the contact, sucking in air as your mouth hangs open from the pleasure, the stretch better than you could've imagined. It's like instinct that his hips snap up into you, wanting to feel more of you around him.

"Someone's eager,"

You laugh, leaning down to kiss him again as you fully sit on him, moaning into his mouth at how full you feel. You knew he was big, but the feeling of being so full had your walls clenching around him in no time, carefully picking your hips back up to bounce on him. His hands find your hips, helping you up and down on him as his eyes shut, grip on your hips so powerful they could leave bruises.

"Fuck, Fuma... feels so good..."

You moan into his ears, driving him further towards the edge as he feels himself getting close, embarrassingly quick for his liking. You can tell by the way he tries to stall that he's close. He doesn't say anything at first, trying to focus on not cumming so quickly until your voice echoes throughout his ear,

"Don't hold back. Cum for me baby,"

You say almost too sweetly given the context, and he bursts right then, pushing you down onto him as hard as he can as he trusts up into you just as hard. Your eyes roll back into your head for a second, orgasm quickly approaching as you ride him harder than before. He's overstimulated, extra sensitive but lets you continue to use him, letting out small and broken moans. He brings his hand up to your clit, rubbing it at just the right pace that has you almost screaming his name out.

You can't hold on for much longer either, arching your back like crazy as you feel yourself release around him, halting your movements as he continues his on your clit, rocking you back and forth slowly as you ride out your high. You don't pull yourself off of him just yet, going down to kiss him one last time. He helps hold you up, giggling at your shaky thighs while kissing you back, relishing in his post-orgasm state as you pull yourself off of him, a wince leaving both of your lips at the sudden feelings of emptiness.

"How do you feel? Was this good for your first time?"

You're smiling up at him like a kid who just received their favorite birthday gift. He laughs and places a sweet kiss on your forehead, pulling you into his embrace as he lets his heartbeat slow and breathing steady.

"It was perfect. Thank you baby."

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[luveline]

𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡? | 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧

you finally work up the courage to kiss Eddie for the first time and he can’t cope (even if he claims he can). 2k words. requested here

cw fem!reserved/shy!reader, first kiss, heavy kissing, mutual pining, eddie being a hot dork

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Some people (Steve) call Eddie your loser boyfriend, while other people (the girls at work) call him the rockstar. 

You see both sides of him now. 

“Sweetheart!” he calls, the passenger seat window rolled down, his voice strong where he shouts behind the wheel. The van bumps the curve, leaving a sanguine line of rust in its wake and a creak to make everybody on the sidewalk wince. 

“Hello,” you call back. 

The van hums. You wait for him to be at a definite stop before you approach, hands on the open window, leaning up so as to see him best. It’s not just a usual date night tonight, Eddie’s taking you to Indianapolis for a rock show, and he’s dressed the part. “Woah, you look cool,” you say, bravely, wondering if that’s the right thing to say. It’s undoubtedly true —he’s slicked his curls with mousse to define them and leave them pitch black in accordance with his eyeshadow, dark and tapped into his lash line. The top he wears is incredibly tight, carving the softer lines of his abs for anyone to see, and his black jacket is ripped in places to expose the ink of his tattoos. “Are they multiplying?” 

“What?” he asks, grinning at you. “Are you getting in? It’s freezing!” 

“Your tattoos,” you explain, opening the door and popping up into the van with one shoe on the step. 

“Shit, you wanna see?” 

You’re not scared of Eddie, you just like him. He doesn’t worry you, doesn’t pressure you, nothing nefarious about him. He’s pretty, he’s considerate, and he does stuff like this, peeling out of his jacket to flex his arm at you and show you the Saran wrapping around his bicep. “Like that one?” he asks.

He has nice arms, and they’re all the better for his painful obsession. His newest one is difficult to see well under the wrapping. He notices you squinting and moves it up, tape pulling his skin. 

“Another bat?” you ask. 

“Not cool?” 

“So cool,” you disagree. This bat is unlike the others on his arm, which are small and simple in comparison. This one is heavily detailed and very dark, fangs in small triangles bared. The eyes aglow. The skin around it is red. “Did you get that today?” 

“On a whim. Still wanna date me, or is it getting to be too much?” 

You can’t answer him, and he knows that. You’re not very good at navigating intimate conversation or circumstance, though you like him, and he must know that too. Or he must really like you. Your dates have been chaste. Only last time could you work up the courage to take his hand, but when you had, he rewarded your courage with a drove of tenderness, fingers rubbing your knuckles and squeezing soft patterns for hours at the back of the movie theatre. 

The drive to Indianapolis takes near enough an hour. Eddie puts you on map duty but doesn’t use it, ignoring your offer of directions on the insistence that he knows a shortcut and then rerouting when you get too lost. He tells you there are snacks for you in the centre console and laughs, endeared, when you pop the lid and smile at it all. You talk about the show, a band you’d never heard of but had wanted to see on the grounds of sharing his interests. That’s what couples do, right? They try to do things together. You have to put yourself out of your comfort zone, and you’re happy to try if it means you can do it with him. 

“You nervous?” he asks, pulling into the parking garage outside of the venue, a towering, multi-story fiasco crammed with cars and motorbikes. 

“No,” you say, not quite mumbling as you look down at your hands. 

“Good, don’t be. I’m gonna look after you, we’re gonna have a great time. And then we can get takeout after?” You look up. He stretches his arm out to glance at his watch. “I would’ve taken you before, but good old Indianapolis keeps getting further away.” He smiles apologetically. 

You laugh without meaning to. His smile ramps up a notch. 

“I love when you laugh. You have such a cute laugh,” he says. 

“I know you’re lying,” you say, still laughing anyways. 

“I’m not lying, I love the way you laugh!” He shakes his head, curls falling away from his face as he flicks on the light on the car roof. “We have half an hour till doors open.”

“You don’t wanna line up?” 

“It’s kind of overwhelming and I figured we’d stay near the back of the crowd for your first gig here, it gets pretty rowdy.” He says ‘pretty rowdy’ like a drag, nodding gently, eyes lit with mirth. You love it when he talks like that. 

“We can go now, get further in. I can handle it.” 

“It’s not about handling it, I want you to have a good time. Plus, they could ruin your nice dress.” 

You meet his gaze all smiles like he is, but heat flickers in your chest and in your stomach, and you have to look away. It’s an impulse you’ve always given into. You’re reserved in the feelings department but trying not to be, Eddie deserves reciprocation, but it’s hard. Either way, he seems to understand this about you, and he hasn’t complained. 

Still, a bedraggled silence falls. Nearly awkward, unsure of how to tread, you sit together in your separate seats listening to cars parking and doors opening, closing on either side of you, the headlights of the cars driving past glaringly bright, white flashing over your screwed palms. 

“You okay?” he asks. 

You’re sure Eddie wants to kiss you. Three nights ago at the movies, after an hour of languid hand holding, he’d looked at your lips no less than three times as he said good night. He told you he’d had an amazing time, and that he couldn’t wait to see you again. You’d said the same in earnest, and then he’d just walked away. All those stolen glances and he hadn’t made a move. 

“Eddie… why…” You poke your tongue into your bottom lip momentarily, chewing it over. “Why haven’t we kissed yet?” 

“Um–” He lets out a nervous giggle before roughly clearing his throat. You peek at him, watching intently as he takes his hair away from his face with two hands. “I’m just waiting on you, sweetheart. No pressure.” He laughs as he talks, a picture of panic, “You’re sort of shy about that stuff, you know? I didn’t wanna surprise you.” 

“But you do want to kiss me?” you ask unsurely.

He puts his hand on your knee, the space between you suddenly smaller and warmer, the light like white glaze on his pupils, illuminating his finer details. He has a mole nestled under his eyelashes too small to see until now; it catches your attention. You stare at him too long. 

“Of course I do,” he says, eyebrows pinching together in concern. “I’ve wanted to kiss you since I met you.” 

You nod and snap your head back to your lap. Why does he have to be so nice? You wish you’d listened to Steve, even if he was joking, you shouldn’t have ever said yes to Eddie, because now you’re terrified you can’t kiss him and you’ll ruin everything…

“Hey, it’s fine. I’m not waiting for anything. You can take your time or you could never kiss me, and I won’t care. I swear. I mean, I really want you to kiss me but I’ll find a way to cope, I’m sure.” He takes his hand from your leg softly. “Do you want my jacket? It’s cold out, n’ we should probably start walking.” 

You pull your head up slowly. 

He reads your hesitant expression. “I’m in no rush,” he promises, head ever so slightly ducked to yours. 

Okay, you think. Okay, I can do this. You hold your breath and start to lean in. He falters, a millisecond of misunderstanding, before he recognises what you’re doing and smiles. He reaches for your waist with enough care to give you a chance to change your mind, and when you’re close enough to feel his breath, his lashes shutter. 

You follow suit, blind, with nothing but your intuition as you press your lips to his. 

With a feeling like the hum of the engine under your hands, you bring your fingers to his soft cheek and hold him still. He breathes in harshly, touches you far from it, his palm slipping behind your back to pull you in. You lean into it; it feels natural to give in, to turn your head one way and part your lips, to have him kiss back with heat and surprising sweetness.

You feel unlike yourself in a good way, falling back to kiss forward again, a third time, trying to chase the lulling bliss of his lips. The stomach aching want. Your hand chases across his cheek and into the curls behind his ear, needing him closer but not expecting the sound it elicits. He sighs into your lips and you flinch back, startled by the sensation. 

Eddie rubs your back with his index finger, unjudging as you drop your head to catch your breath. 

“You okay?” he asks quietly. You can hear his affection. It’s palpable. 

You nod, a dizzy weight collected in your forehead, thankful when his free hand catches your cheek and he turns your face gently to the side. “I got too hot,” you confess, only half of the truth. 

“It was pretty hot.” He smiles at you like you’re the only person in the world, like you’ve a secret only he knows. “Want me to turn on the A/C?” 

“No, I–” want to kiss you again, you think. You might even tell him so, but he starts to blow on your face, disrupting any thoughts you’d had earlier. He purses his lips and blows cold breath on your cheek, a tenderness in his gaze and the tip of his thumb where it rests just under your eye. “Oh.” 

This might be the most romantic thing anyone’s ever done for you. Your face feels precious in his careful hand, pretty under his longing look. You’re not scared when he encourages you back to his lips, your eyes quick to close, your hands across the gap of your seats to gather his shirt between tight fingers. 

His kiss is a reflection of him. Loser, rockstar, he’s eager and his hands start to betray that, his kissing melty hot and addictive as the tip of his nose presses hard to yours. You turn your face to accommodate him better and that small action drives him crazy. He’s pulling you in, smiling into your mouth, making breathy sounds that’ll stick around in your head ten times as long as the tingles filling your chest as just kisses and kisses and doesn’t stop. 

“M’sorry,” he says, pulling away, and then stealing another heavy, soft kiss like he couldn’t wait. “Sorry,” he apologises again, stroking the skin beside your eye to encourage you into opening them. “I’m not trying to get carried away. Just can’t believe you just kissed me.” 

“No, it’s okay, I– I really wanted to.” 

He kisses your cheek. You aren’t expecting it and you don’t know how to deal with it. It’s like kissing him has invigorated him, you’re a shot he knocked back, his excitement catching as he begs, “Close your eyes again, sweetheart, just one more–”

You raise your chin and he practically gasps, immediately pressing a last chaste kiss to your burning lips. 

“I’m not always like this,” he promises, leaning away, his fingertips falling from your face to trace down your neck, your shoulder. “You’re just so fucking pretty I lost my mind. I’m on best behaviour from now on, swears.” 

He raises his hand up in a scout’s honour. 

You breathe out happily. “Thank you.” 

“Oh my god. Quick, we better get out of this van before I lose my mind.” He shakes his head. “You’re insane. I have such a crush on you, holy fuck,” —he turns away from you and gets out of the van— “Jesus.” 

You pull down the sun visor to check your reflection in the mirror. You look thoroughly kissed, eyes aglow with it. 

“Fuck!” Eddie swears. You beam at yourself as he wraps on the window. “Come on, sweetheart! I have a concert to pretend to pay attention to.” 

You slink out of your seat, brave enough to try for another kiss so long as it doesn’t kill him dead right here in the parking lot. 

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[luvingarisu]

headcanons | ryohei arisu

author’s note: i started aib and ohmygod this man, smut hc’s are definitely ooc but i just need him so bad so i’m feeding my own delusions.

warnings: nothing much, just my first time writing smut hc’s😭

synopsis: pre-borderlands hc’s! also this is LONGGG, i have too many thoughts.

smut hc’s are definitely ooc. realistically he’s gonna be a nervous wreck but let me pretend.

not proof read

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♡ pre-borderlands

♡ he’s a loser, you know it, he knows it, his friends know it, and his father definitely does. but it makes him all the more endearing.

♡ he’s so, so nervous at first, but once you both grow more comfortable in your relationship he’s giving into your every wish, genuinely at your beck and call. you’re his whole world and he just wants to make you happy <3

♡ he’s a little gamer! mainly pc (unfortunately, i’m a ps5 girly) but he knows his stuff. definitely uses emulators to play games like resident evil and the last of us.

♡ he prefers online shooters and stuff, but he doesn’t mind story based games if they’re more action based, like re4.

♡ i think he’d prefer a girlfriend who doesn’t mind video games (or loves them like him) so you can play together and talk about games :(

♡ would definitely emulate it takes two on both his pc and yours so you could play together, it’s such a cutesy little couple game! you guys would have a blast playing together! :(

♡ if you had a console best believe he’s using it for at least an hour every time he’s over, won’t admit it’s better than his PC but you both know it’s what he’s thinking.

♡ loves it when you sit in his lap while he plays :( and you love it too.

♡ arms wrapped around your waist as he rests his controller on your thighs, chin on your shoulder as he plays, but he always gets distracted, giving you the attention you want so easily, kissing your neck gently, rubbing his hands up and down your thighs and hips as he whispers in your ear.

♡ i can’t imagine he uses pet names often, if he does they’re classics like ‘baby’ and ‘babe’.

♡ “Baby, you wanna hop on call for a bit?” he texts you at least once a day every night you aren’t together, he ends up screen sharing a movie or show you can watch together.

♡ is also a boyfriend that makes you watch him play i’m so sorry but he just is. you see him rage far too often over COD.

♡ loves it when you call him ‘honey’, just does it for him.

♡ he’s a nerd so that definitely extends to different parts of his life other than video games, when you go shopping you always end up browsing new posters, figurines, and mangas.

♡ AOT is my favourite anime/manga so i’m gonna hc that it’s his too! ;)

♡ his favourite character is eren. without a doubt, just thinks he’s so cool, and absolutely loses his mind when he sees him turn into the attack titan for the first time, “Babe! Fucking look, that’s so cool!-“

♡ thinks you’re so pretty. while girls loved karube, the same couldn’t be said for him. in the show he’s in his 20s so i won’t say he’s a virgin, but definitely not super experienced.

♡ just can’t believe he has a girlfriend as pretty as you, no matter what you look like, goth, emo, a girl who loves to dress up and wear makeup, or if you prefer dressing down he thinks you’re so stunning.

♡ “you’re the prettiest girl ever.” (literal heart eyes)

♡ “your makeup looks really nice, baby :)”

♡ *stares at you in the mirror while you brush your hair.*

♡ “baby can you play a game with me, i’m bored :(.”

♡ dates are super lowkey! but you both love it that way.

♡ walks in parks, cinema dates, shopping dates, lazy days on the couch or in his bed watching movies are the most common ones.

♡ he does splurge on an actual restaurant for anniversary’s and valentines and your birthday with whatever little money he has.

♡ dresses up on those days too! He’ll wear a plain black shirt or white button up (whatever is more appropriate) instead of a graphic tee and some nice jeans or black slacks (he steals them from his brother.)

♡ for gifts he also keeps in lowkey, and so do you! you both can’t afford much so you just appreciate what the other gets you.

♡ he gets you little figures and posters he thinks you’ll like, or plushies! if you like makeup he’ll splurge a tad and get you a nice lipgloss you said you’ve been wanting.

♡ is definitely a boyfriend who gets gifts catered to your interests and things you like rather than buying you stuff he thinks all girls like.

♡ just over all very thoughtful, sweet, and very very handsome even though he refuses to believe it.

♡ pre-borderlands smut hc’s

♡ isn’t a virgin, but not experienced. one or two bodies before you i’d guess.

♡ let’s talk abt his dick 🤭

♡ he’s above average, but not insanely big. 6 inches, decently girthy but not so much so that it would hurt. it’s so pretty. a perfect size, two toned, a few veins and perfectly straight.

♡ i see far too many people hc him as a sub, but i honestly don’t see that, he’s neither and doesn’t have much of an interest in power dynamics

♡ you’re his equal, his baby, why would he wanna control you in anyway? :(

♡ such a titty guy. he is’t picky about size, but loves the way yours sit so pretty.

♡ soft pecks slowly grow into heated and lustfully heavy touching above your clothes, his big hands and lithe fingers shyly manoeuvring under your top. Inching their way up your soft flesh, they always find your breasts, caressing them gingerly as he softly loves on you.

♡ positions are nothing crazy, he loves classic missionary sometimes, just staring into your eyes, watching your face contort as you whine and moan. god you just look so good.

♡ but he also loves prone bone, getting you on your stomach, sliding himself in, slowly, almost torturously so. he fills you to the hilt, groaning into your ear softly as your bodies press together, sharing their warmth. he props himself up on his elbows, thrusting into you gently and slowly. he wants to savour every moment. without a doubt, he always brushes your hair away from your face, putting a large hand under you chin to crane your neck around to him, kissing you slowly as he fucks you into the mattress.

♡ bro LOVESSS head. like so bad. he loves giving, of course, he’s never been much of a ladykiller, so knowing he’s able to please you drives him mad.

♡ but he’s always down for you to suck his dick. he prefers laying with his back propped against the headboard, letting you work away. with a hand gripping your hair, or caressing the back of your head, and his other hand behind his own head, his mouth agape and eyes fluttering closed.

♡ on certain days, he thrusts up into your mouth, but poor boy always ends up feeling a bit bad :(

♡ ohgod and his fingers.

♡ long, lithe, slender. his hands are dexterous, soft and not overly calloused. anytime he uses them on you, he has you laying beside him whilst he leans over you, pumping them in and out, his thumb giving all it’s attention to your clit.

♡ the dirty talk is light, just filled with praise and light teasing

♡ he’s just too soft with you, he could never degrade you in the slightest.

♡ “attagirl, baby.”

♡”doing so good f’me.”

♡”you look so pretty, baby, my pretty girl.”

♡”makin’ me feel so good.”

♡ and just strings of curses as he praises and loves on you

♡ he’s just too good to you :(

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

what terms of endearment do you think bakugou would use for you? i'm a BIG fan of him calling you doll and/or princess 🥹🥹🥹

OUUU THIS IS SUCH A BIG TING TO ME U DONT GET IT!!! ive been waiting for an ask like this omg TSYM omg,,, i dont like him at all wdym??

but anyways !! i think it depends on high school katsu n pro hero katsu, let’s say you’ve been dating since high school so we can look at like a development! :3

now,,believe whatever you want,, but i think katsuki gets flustered very easily when its something he considers mushy. like he likes teasing you cus you’re the one getting embarrassed not him,, but he’d find petnames too sweet and that embarrasses him so he probably won’t call you anything besides your first name for a while, does that make sense ??

i think the fact of calling you by your name in itself is so intimate to him it makes him even more embarrassed than calling you a petname😭😭 but when he gets used to it he uses your name constantly. like you’re names just constantly in his mouth he uses it every chance he can.

slowly but surely i think he’d start off with babe, baby is too mushy for him to start off with and he’d get too embarrassed, it sounds a bit too loving and babe still sounds kinda cool. he is a loser lol if you hadn’t noticed.

but yeah he probably throws it out randomly and does not comment on it at all. also doesn’t look at you for a full ten minutes afterwards, don’t ask him for shit😭😭 he does alternate to baby when he’s feeling sweet once every blue moon or when he’s being a prick and messing with you lol

now for him as like a pro hero im also a realllly big fan of sweets ! its so cute and i feel like he’d use it ! sweets, sweetheart, sweet thing, sweet cheeks, sweetest YOU NAME IT HES GOT IT ALL POKEMON.

i think he’d like to throw in an angel in there too ! only to him you are very much a sweet thing like you can do no wrong, lotsa sweet stuff from him lol i DEFINITELY see him using princess too ! Half in jest and half cus you’re his pretty princess likee

(of course he Is an asshat so he has his teasing little nicknames but i feel like he wouldn’t use em much, like just to tease you i don’t see him actively calling you a dumbass 24/7 he’s a dick but not That much of a dick😭😭😭)

the older he gets the less embarrassed he gets like Everything is on the table for him, except ones he considers Too mushy because he thinks they don’t sound right when he says them LOLOL

also also this isn’t really a petname but i think he’d just loove calling you his,, his girl, his wife WHATEVER i feel like he does this all the time like his everyone is tired😭😭 its all “my girl this” “my girl that” like girl WE GET IT. LET IT GOOOO

much luv !!

[somepsychopomp]

Well now you got me curious. What would Paris and Odysseus's relationship be like

Short answer: if Odysseus isn't trying to escape Troy, he's trying to assassinate Paris. If Paris isn't busy being a huge loser, he's dodging Odysseus' assassination attempts.

But to really answer this question, I'd much rather start at the very beginning of their "relationship" when Paris first abducts him. (Also sorry everyone for making my omegaverse AU needlessly complicated by adding more and more spin offs to it, but this ask is in reference to this post I had about omega Odysseus being kidnapped to Troy)

First off, I don't imagine that Paris picked Aphrodite to give the golden apple to and she immediately snapped her fingers to make Ody appear. For as little credit as people & gods alike give her, Aphrodite can be very good at pulling strings behind the curtain. So let's say that there's a big celebration across the pond from Troy & several high-profile Greek royals are all together in one place. In my mind, I imagine some kind of grand, royal wedding taking place in Sparta. Penelope, as a former Spartan princess, is of course invited to come, along with her omega mate.

And wouldn't you know it, the Spartan royal house has decided, somewhat abruptly, to invite a party from Troy! A wedding isn't just a family matter, after all- it's an opportunity to talk trade, strengthen old ties, or forge new ones. And oh, how unfortunate that at the time the delegation is set to sail, King Priam has fallen ill. Not enough to kill him, but enough that he is certainly not seaworthy. He was supposed to attend the wedding with his wife, but decides to send two of his sons in his stead. Hector will no doubt perform well and generate a good image for Troy, but this will also be a great learning opportunity for Paris to better familiarize himself with politics and sharpen his mind. Plus, what could go wrong when he has his elder brother to watch over him?

Well, Aphrodite so happens to be a little voice in Paris' ear, giving him all the sweet words that the Greek kings want to hear. He endears himself to them, acting as nothing more than one of countless young princes from around the Mediterranean. He has few feats to speak of, no grand stories of hunting huge game or the like, but he's got such a way with words.

Why, the kings say, they ought to pit this young Trojan prince against Odysseus' swift tongue and mind!

Odysseus? Paris thinks. Who's that?

He's led through the throngs of wedding guests, away from his elder brother, and to the very queen of Sparta herself.

There she is, Aphrodite whispers to him, She is to be your wife.

And yes, Helen is beautiful. More beautiful than any other woman Paris has ever seen. She smells of flower petals drifting on the surface of a river: sweet, but cold. And she's not alone. She's talking with what looks to be a mated couple. They're clearly royalty, their richly dyed clothes speak of some wealth, but the lack of intensely elaborate embroidery suggests they must be from a smaller or less well-off nation. There is a tall woman, an alpha, with her arm laced through that of a shorter but still very muscled and handsome man.

Aphrodite coaches Paris through his introduction, earning him a few pleasant smiles and warm welcomes from the Queen and her esteemed gusts: her cousin Penelope & her husband, King Odysseus of Ithaca.

Aphrodite is about to really get to work and use her power as the goddess of love, but Paris hesitates. He knows that he was promised the hand of the most beautiful woman, and that's exactly what Helen is, but... does he want her?

Both Spartan women are so tall, and they carry themselves with such an intense grace belied by a such a daunting quiet confidence. Helen's cool and distant demeanor makes her feel so intimidating. There is no gentleness to her that is common among omegas, either. She has the face of a woman who could watch a man die for her and not even blink.

Paris thinks he could easily fall in love with Helen, but would she love him back?

That's what I'm here for, sweetheart, Aphrodite reminds him.

Before he makes his choice, a few of the other guests interrupt and say that young Paris is quite the eloquent and sharp-tongued speaker. The King of Ithaca is immediately curious.

Be wary of him, Aphrodite warns, He is a student of Athena.

Athena? This king has the favor of a god like Paris does?

Odysseus, who really doesn't look to be much older than Paris himself, immediately starts playing games with him. What few Trojan riddles that Paris knows, Odysseus can solve them within minutes, answering each puzzle faster than the last. But when Paris struggles to answer one of Odysseus' own riddles, the king of Ithaca seems to goad him, "I didn't expect this one to stump you. It seems you are running out of time."

And Odysseus gives him a pointed look.

"A sundial!" Paris says. "The answer is a sundial."

Odysseus smiles, "Correct. Well done, Paris of Troy."

Though Paris clearly didn't know the answer, Odysseus is neither disappointed nor seemingly upset he had to give out an extra hint when he himself needed none.

A few spectators around them clap Paris on the back. They're all a lot more drunk than Paris is, having been too nervous to accept any wine. Odysseus, too, seems to be quite sober. He asks Paris to walk with him. Penelope has been away from her natal home for about a year now and wishes to reunite with some of her old friends, anyways.

"So, you've been married for a year?" Paris asks.

"Indeed." Odysseus gets this dreamy look on his face, "It's been the best time of my life."

They talk a little about their families. Odysseus mentions off-handedly that he just had his first child a few months ago and the ordeal was quite the memorable one. Paris nods along, trying and failing to imagine what his children with Helen might look like.

It wasn't until they were walking through a more secluded wing of the palace that Paris finally notices the sweet smell of an omega in the air.

He stares at Odysseus in shock. When they were in a crowd, it was nearly impossible to tell anyone's secondary gender. Helen only stood out because he was searching for her scent. But when they were together like this, Paris couldn't help but want to lean into Odysseus' soothing, sweet scent. He smelled of honey and a warm fire, like a warm embrace welcoming him home.

Odysseus is a remarkable omega, he's beginning to realize. Intelligent, but not to the point of cruelty. Strong, but not merciless. Handsome with thick, luscious hair, broad shoulders, strong thighs, and a noticeable swell to his chest, but not vain. And, apparently, more than able to bear a healthy child.

Paris swallows, desire curling in his gut. Helen might've been the most beautiful woman in the world, but somehow, here was another omega who enticed him even more so.

He could be yours, Aphrodite whispers, nearly causing him to jump. She'd been silent for the entire time he's spoken with Odysseus. The heart knows what it wants. All you have to do, young Paris, is say the word.

He came here for Helen. He came here for Helen.

Paris keeps telling himself that, but it's impossible to ignore reality. Helen was a beautiful woman, but distant and vain. Odysseus was far kinder and much warmer. Paris could easily imagine climbing into bed with this lovely omega.

He stops in his tracks, causing Odysseus to stop, too.

"I want you," Paris says.

Odysseus gives him a bewildered expression. "I beg your pardon?"

But a dense fog comes to life all around them, isolating them from the rest of the palace. Odysseus gasps and his hand flies for the hilt of his dagger as a flurry of rose petals swirls around him. Paris can hear Aphrodite laughing in his head as Odysseus stumbles and nearly falls. Paris moves to catch the omega, alarmed by the way Odysseus' eyes dart back and forth beneath his eyelids.

The petals vanish as the wind fades.

Slowly, Odysseus opens his eyes and begins to purr.

"Alpha..." he murmurs, nuzzling against Paris' throat. "...take me home."

Paris' whole body throbs with want. But he knows he must act swiftly. The fog doesn't abate as he guides Odysseus through the palace, his hand around the omega's wrist. Strangely enough, no one else notices the fog. But through it, Paris and Odysseus go undetected.

"We must leave. Now." Paris says to Hector, finding him in the fog. Hector seems confused at first, but a glaze washes over his eyes as he nods in agreement. Yes, they must go home now. Never mind that their delegation was invited to stay for a week. They must return home before their father begins to miss them.

In the dark of the night, the Trojans load their ship and sail away. As Sparta grows smaller and darker behind them, Paris sits below deck with his omega in his lap. Odysseus has wrapped his arms around Paris' shoulders, pressing kisses to his neck and face.

"Alpha, how much longer until we're home?"

"Just a little while, now," he says, unable to resist a smile.

Hector and the crew won't come to their senses until they've docked at Troy's port. Once they're safely within the palace, Hector snaps out of it and gawks at the omega king that his brother apparently kidnapped. As the elder brother, Priam will expect Hector to explain how in the world this could've possibly happened!

Though he is typically slow to anger, Hector can't help but explode at Paris. "You fool! What have you done? Do you not think the Achaeans will notice that a king of theirs has gone missing? And what will his people do once they find out that their king is with us?"

For once, Paris stands his ground. Odysseus is his god-given gift. He has earned this omega as his mate & husband!

All while Odysseus hangs on his arm and purrs at Paris with star-studded eyes, as if Paris himself was a god.

King Priam, who miraculously made an instant recovery from his illness as soon as his sons returned does not know what to do... other than to give Paris & Odysseus his blessing. If it was the will of the gods, then how can he protest?

But everyone's thinking it: Will war come?

Perhaps. The Greeks love to squabble amongst each other as much as they love to fight outsiders. There's a sizable chance that they might not band together to reclaim Odysseus. Aphrodite points out to Paris that Ithaca is indeed a small and modest island nation. The people don't live in squalor, but they're hardly the most affluent city-state around. They certainly don't have the man power to go to war with Troy on their own.

So Paris gets married. Everyone can tell that his new omega is clearly not of sound mind. He's not mad, no, but Odysseus is... well, there's something wrong with him. He is too in love with Paris, can hardly do anything but hang onto his new husband's every word. But his body isn't that of a soft, coddled pet. He is hardened and strong, and despite Hector's best efforts to coax Odysseus into sparring or hunting with him, the omega has no interest.

The days turn to weeks. The weeks to months.

The Trojans soon hear rumors that a Greek army has begun to amass, but that they're stuck on some faraway shore due to bad winds. Supposedly, they've angered one of the gods.

Meanwhile, Paris waits for Odysseus' heat, as that will be the best time to form their mating bond & will offer the best chance at impregnating his omega.

Some more time passes.

Paris thinks to himself that everything's fine. He's a married man now, he's gotten exactly what he wanted. Sure, his family is not too happy with his actions but they can hardly stop him.

That is, until one fateful dinner. The royal family all dine together, with most of them pointedly ignoring the way Odysseus seems to sustain himself more so on worshipping Paris than actually eating. He's softened up a bit, some of his muscle replaced by the lovely curves an omega is supposed to have. Paris is glad for it, Hector thinks its a waste of a warrior's build.

Then all curtains are seemingly ripped off the windows as a horrible gale sweeps through the room. Plates fly and shatter, guards cry out in alarm, and in one big gust, all the torches and candles go out.

A figure appears. A woman nearly twice as tall as a man, wearing golden armor that gives off a brilliant glow. She comes to them shrouded in a long cape, a shield on one arm and a massive spear in the other. The royals, guards, and servants alike all bow before her.

"There you are!" she says, her voice full of familiarity as she addresses the only person in the room not cowering before her.

"Athena!" Odysseus says, a smile upon his face, "Athena, look! I've gotten married!"

No one in the room moves or speaks, but they watch as Odysseus approaches Athena and shows her the gifts his dear spouse gave him. New clothes, a lavish circlet in his hair, and a golden ring studded with rubies upon his finger.

Athena stares at him, eyes narrowed. "Yes, I'm aware you've been married. I witnessed the birth of your son. But this is hardly Ithaca, Odysseus. What are you doing so far from home?"

"Ithaca?" Odysseus asks, his docile smile never leaving his face even as his voice laces with curiosity. "But this is my home. My alpha is here.”

Athena gives him a long, hard look and slowly, as if speaking to a child, asks Odysseus to point at the person he thinks he's married to.

He points at Paris.

In an instant, Athena understands what has happened. Aphrodite originally promised Paris the most beautiful woman in the world, but somewhere along the way, the idiot prince has managed to snag her student and ensnare him in Aphrodite's magic.

Athena thinks of many ways to break the spell over Odysseus, but none are as effective as raising her hand and striking him across the face. Everyone in the room freezes in horror as Odysseus staggers.

WIth reflexes faster than anything the Trojans have seen from him thus far, Odysseus catches himself and stands tall. He looks down at his hands, his fingers curling into fists before opening again.

"Athena..?" He asks. His voice is groggy, as if he's woken from a deep sleep, "Athena, where are we? Where am I? What is this place?"

He speaks to the goddess as if she were an old friend. Paris has never seen anything like it outside his secret bond with Aphrodite.

Athena turns Odysseus around to face the Trojan royal family. She levels her spear at Paris, saying, "You've been married off to this imbecile right here."

"Married?" Odysseus repeated, sounding as if he's never heard the word before.

He continues to stare at Paris in confusion, then disbelief, shock, and horror. Slowly, his expression turns to one of pure rage.

Athena raises her spear high above her head. It shrinks in her hand until it looks like nothing more than a toy. But it is the perfect size for a man.

Odysseus takes the spear and lets out the battle cry of a king, immediately aiming for Paris' head.

Paris only barely ducks out of the way. The spear lodges into the stone wall behind him.

From there, it's madness. Servants flee. The guards have no idea who to arrest or what to do. Hector is less interested in protecting Paris than he is in stopping Odysseus, because he can properly see that the person in the room being backed by a goddess is the most important one to calm down. But Athena keeps supplying Odysseus with new spears, not only glad to have found her missing student but more than happy to see him try to murder that little weevil, Paris. And Odysseus, in the struggle, ends up with several bruises and minor injuries, but he doesn't rest until he's gotten his hands wrapped around Paris' throat.

"You stole me from my wife! My alpha! My son!"

But Paris isn't alone, either. A new presence enters the room and Odysseus is thrown off of Paris.

Aphrodite appears in all her glory. She and Athena size each other up.

Aphrodite says, "Paris has won his hand, there's nothing for you to do here, Athena."

Athena scoffs. "We'll see about that."

But Aphrodite is technically right in that Athena can't simply pluck Odysseus out of Troy and drop him off at Ithaca. Paris and Odysseus are legally married despite Odysseus' previous union with Penelope. Athena can do whatever she can to tip the scales, but if Odysseus is to return home, it will largely have to be by his own hand.

To all the room, she announces that a terrible storm is coming to Troy. And that she will be watching.

(From then on, Odysseus is kept in a new bedroom far from Paris' own. That doesn't stop him from scaling the palace roof and sneaking into Paris' chambers that very night to try to kill him again. It doesn't work, but at least it was a little cathartic to try.)

[yuikomorii]

// I’m making this post, as a result of seeing way too much hate and misinfo regarding every character. Nobody stops anyone from voicing their opinion but the need to degrade a character, while providing BAD reasons or stating incorrect/out-of-context facts about them only for the sake of internet validation, is such a loser move.

We’re all in this fandom to have fun and even if you have something negative to say about a character you don’t like, keep it to yourself or in private with your friends.

Ayato:

“I don’t like Ayato, he’s overrated”, omg you’re just sooo different! Definitely not like other girls/guys!

Everyone is allowed to dislike whatever they want but if Ayato is your least/one of your least favorite DL characters, then your opinion ISN’T valid. This is a franchise full of abusive characters and he’s literally the most heroic love interest. Why would you hate the hero…?

“He’s dumb and annoying”, says the person who spends their time insulting FICTIONAL characters. 1) Japanese fans like dumb characters, since they come off as endearing; 2) Ayato outdid everyone throughout the routes.

He did more good than all of his brothers and saying that X, Y or Z deserves the main role more, is fake fan behavior because at this point you’re just setting up your favs.

Kanato:

No, you’re not cool for calling him ugly. It’s okay if you’re not into that type of characters but his design is not bad at all.

“He had no development”, he does in CL. It’s not major but it can still be visible.

The whole Teddy thing might be annoying to some of you, but his fans get why he acts that way. Let’s not forget that he is a victim of neglect.

Yes, he was sexually exploited too. Don’t forget this x2.

Laito:

“I hate Laito so much, he was so cruel in HDB 😢”; stop living in the past and move on already.

His development shouldn’t be overlooked only because your opinion about him was formed on something that came out more than 10 years ago.

He’s still the most fascinating DL character and I get that he might make some of you feel uncomfortable but don’t project your triggers on a character that’s merely made after a trope.

Shu:

No, it’s not Shu’s fault for the way Reiji acted. Envy is never a good reason to hurt someone.

“Shu roasts the heroine the most!”, I get that it’s rude but his insults are actually funny?? A bunch of people will like him for being brutally honest or a jerk because it’s literally a game for players with masochistic fantasies. They WANT to be roasted by good-looking men. That’s the point.

“Shu is lazy and stupid, he’s the only one who failed his school year”, genuine question: If you were an immortal creature that doesn’t need food or sleep to survive, would you still care about grades? Besides, he’s really smart.

“Shu doesn’t care about Yuma, he just feels guilty”, in LE he sacrificed himself for him and reincarnated merely because he wished to meet Yuma again and get on well with him in another life—

Reiji:

“He hurt Shu and Yuma”, well yeah but he was shown plenty of times regretting it and trying to fix things. Stop reminding this to Reiji stans because that conflict is already closed.

“He is so mean in other routes”, obviously?? If you don’t teach him how to love, he won’t suddenly act nice towards anyone.

Without him Yui would fail her tests and the Sakamaki household would be in chaos.

Subaru:

“W-What do you mean baby Tsundere is not soft innocent virgin boy? 🥺”; he has never been like that, that’s how YOU perceived him. Stop acting so shocked every time Subaru does something bad because he’s still a vampire after all??

Also, why are so many people reducing his character to Kou and/or Yui—? He’s much more than that and has his own interests, struggles, likes, dislikes, and so on.

“He’s irrelevant”; Diabolik Lovers has 13 love interests, they can’t make everyone extremely important to the general plot. Just enjoy a character as it is, it’s not that hard.

Ruki:

The cat jokes were funny when the Meow Meow Vampire art came out but MOVE ON. I hate that scene and Ruki was in the wrong but come on now, that’s not even the worst thing he has done and MB happened in 2013.

I understand not liking Ruki as a person, because he’s mostly not a good one, but this doesn’t mean he’s not a good character.

“Ruki deserved what happened to him in the past because he was cruel towards everyone”; while I agree that Karma hit him, I wouldn’t say any child really deserves to go through that. He was just a spoiled brat, who most likely wasn’t taught by his parents about modesty or kindness.

Kou:

“He was so cruel in MB 😣”, and HE HAD DEVELOPMENT! He’s not the same anymore, nobody is.

“He overreacts”, sometimes he’s not in the wrong and has all rights to be angry.

Kou isn’t afraid of going against Ruki, even if he’s the brother he admires the most, as long as he knows that what Ruki is doing isn’t good.

Yuma:

“He beat Yui up in the MB bad ending!😡😡”, it’s a bad ending for a reason, lol.

Pretty reminder that Yuma always tries to help others with Kou and Azusa, and was even willing to save the ghouls in LE.

“Yuma doesn’t care about Shu”, did we play the same game or…?

Azusa:

“Azusa is so horrible, he threw Teddy in the fire!”; and he only did it to save Yui, it was not intentional.

While not all his actions are good, keep in mind that he never means any harm and is overall such a sweet guy.

“He is too clingy”; I know that might not be everyone’s cup of tea but is it really worth hating a character just for wanting affection?

The Tsukinamis and Kino:

“They were too easy to defeat in DF!”; Dark Fate wasn’t entirely about them to begin with. Most routes focused on the boys’ internal struggles with their trauma and how to move past it.

“Kino is sometimes mean for the sake of being mean”; it’s almost as if he’s the ✨villain✨

It’s dumb questioning the morals of characters supposed to have an antagonistic role.

“Kino hurt Ayato in LE”; out of all characters who have wronged Ayato, at least Kino felt bad and wanted to apologize.

Yui:

“She’s dumb and ugly”; Japanese fans literally love her for being an idiot because it wouldn’t be fun to see the heroine being the best at everything or not making mistakes at all. Plus, her design is definitely not ugly.

Stop creating your own version of Yui in your head and ending up disappointed when she doesn’t act the way you expect her to. No, Yui is not OOC for liking being bitten, having a low learning ability or saying things she shouldn’t in the wrong moments. Nobody is perfect and everyone has their own kinks and flaws.

“She’s too innocent”; she’s not?? If you really want to see her thirsty, go play Ayato’s routes, especially the heaven scenarios.

“She’s weak”, she’s the opposite. Yui is one of the most mentally strong DL characters.

I can’t understand people who hate on heroines when they’re present in all routes and are the most positive characters.

[obeymehymnbo]

Finally writing down a headcanon thing because the brain said so. This is the first time I'm trying out this kinda format so bear with me. 🙏

How I think the brothers would react to the MC trying a certain tactic on them to get what they want.

"Heyyy, [Brother Name], you know I love you soooooo much, right? I love you so so so much! My dearest beloved!! I just love you sooo much, you're so amazing!"

Lucifer

A look immediately crosses his face. Really? You're doing this now?

He tries not to sigh exasperatedly. He loves you, he does, but this is just annoying. Maybe a little bit endearing.

"What do you want, MC?"

He has heard this many times before from his brothers. Just wishes you'd get on with it, be blunt with what you want.

"You don't have to do this to get what you want, you know that, right?"

Mammon

Is the most likely to have this method work on him, honestly.

Tries to remain cool but his blushing gives him away easily.

"Well, of course ya love me, everybody loves The Great Mammon!"

Folds to anything you want from him, especially if he gets to spend the day with you as a result.

"Listen up, 'cause I'm only sayin' this once: I love ya, too, MC. Anythin' ya want, it's yours."

Leviathan

Instantly thinks you want something, because why else would you be saying this?

Of course, there's no other explanation, he's only loveable when he's good for something, after all.

"You want something, don't you? There's no way you actually love me that much! Why would you actually love a loser like me?"

You likely end up just comforting him and reassuring him that you actually love him instead of getting anything, honestly.

"If you want something, just ask, don't try to trick me with lies and betrayal!"

Satan

Knows you want something but plays along anyway, finding it entertaining.

Thinks it's cute you think this would work on him, he's not Mammon.

"I love you, too, MC. Of course I know I'm amazing, thank you."

Would fold in a heartbeat if you meowed at him, which you eventually end up doing.

"Tch, you little... What is it you want? Anything and it's yours."

Asmodeus

Loves the attention, wishes you'd be like this way more often.

Also thinks you're absolutely adorable. Why go through all this trouble? Surely you know he'd give you what you want regardless.

"Oh, MC, I love you, too! You're just too cute, I could eat you up!~"

You do get what you want, at the price of spending all day at Asmo's whim. But, surely you saw this coming? That's why you came to him!

"We should go to that store next! Oh, then the spa! This is so fun, MC, we really need to do this more often~"

Beelzebub

Gives you his signature closed eye, bright smile, puppy look.

Is happy that you love him, because he loves you, too. However, this sounds very familiar to him.

"I love you, too, MC. But... what do you want? You sound kind of like Belphie right now."

Beel is happy to give you what you want, all you have to do is ask. He deeply cares for you, after all, so he really wouldn't mind.

"Can we go to Hell's Kitchen after? I'm hungry and they have a new item on the menu. We should try it together."

Belphegor

Knows what you're trying to do and is not fooled or swayed whatsoever.

He's very familiar with this song and dance, being the youngest. This is one of his favorite methods, actually.

"You know that isn't going to work, right? 'Do not cite the deep magic to me, witch. I was there when it was written'."

Convinces you to cuddle him for a bit if you really want something from him. End up stuck cuddling him all day as a result.

"Stop complaining, you knew this was going to happen. Now shut up, good pillows don't talk..."

[peatbogbody]

i'm gonna write essays for each member and since i started with seonghwa i might as well go in age order so next up is joong

the first time i looked up ateez on kprofiles, which i think was during guerilla promos hongjoong immediately jumped out at me just from looking at the pfp (a crazy intense side profile of him with that half n half ponytail. kudos to whichever site editor picked thay). he just radiates Cool.

found the picture! right gif is by @ crimsonzia

he is honestly such a talented rapper. much has been said about kpop rappers as a group, much of it true, but he is just genuinely so good. i'm not a rap expert, just an appreciator, and again i'm lamenting my inability to understand korean to really be able to hear his bars but just in terms of flow and style he's really smooth. you can tell the man has taste in hip hop too, a true appreciator.

meanwhile he's also a not-so-stealth all-rounder, he's a fantastic dancer and performer, and adds a crazy level of intensity to performances that would be like a gaping hole if he weren't here. he's not part of the Demon Line for nothing. not to mention the guitar-playing and also being a great SINGER? i heard somewhere that he will actually fill in for jongho's parts occasionally in scenarios where for whatever reason jh can't be there (no specific source but i believe it). crazy.

gif by @ tyudeongie

i would LOVE to just sit and hear him gush to me about music. i wanna make music WITH him. even though sh is my bias as a performer, hongjoong is who i'd be the most interested to actually meet and talk with. i think he's who i would get along with the best as well. (yes i'm the freak who instead of normal parasocial fantasies like "wanting to date them" has things like "i wanna be their colleague" or "i want them to infodump for hours about their hobbies to me".)(sidenote that i also think my (un)tidiness habits would give sh a conniption and so we just wouldn't work out)

as a mentally complicated weirdo nerd i'm magnetically pulled to other mentally complicated weirdo nerds, especially those with a creative streak, and it's the primary type of person i tend to get along with. yeah i have totally bought into the assessment of joongie as being some kind of nd (an observation borrowed from @storkmuffin). anyways brb unironically donning a "normal people scare me" shirt fishnet arm sleeves and black eyeliner. but yeah i just love a weird little guy--sidenote though he is really not that little yall are playing he is extremely average. he's still 6in taller than me. the short kings title stays firmly in stray kids' hands--anyways yeah i just think hes neat.

in contrast with how cool he looks in performance mode he's got an awkwardness to him offstage, bordering on loser energy, that i just find SO endearing (yeah probably partly the neurodivergency at work again). another same hat! moment for me though i don't think my cool side is quite on his level. im just awkward. to me it seems clear he became an idol because he wants to make music and not the other way around. just sooo single-minded and he constantly says and does stuff that just make me go "NERD". in the asmr interview vid he did, the interviewers were asking him about his hobbies and he was like *sheepish* "i mostly just write songs tbh" but then he was like "BUT! before i came to this interview! i managed to watch a whole episode of a tv drama!" and genuinely sounded so proud of himself for doing like, a normal "fun" thing and like. mood. but it was very freaking cute. (link to vid, that part is around the 1:33 mark)

there is a darker/more serious/sadder side to him too that is more than i want to add to this post rn, but is just another layer that draws my attention and makes the parasociality go brr

i do genuinely love his unit with seonghwa, the pairing of two ruthlessly ambitious people who are also just extremely weird (in different ways) but also quite caring and thoughtful to the people around them? your honor i love them. MATZ the song portraying MATZ the unit as serial (good guy?) arsonists is just...chef's kiss. perfect tbh.

let's all agree to never ask this man to look at another lego in his life though

he's someone i can 100% see as going places after/outside of ateez, maybe writing/producing and i'm quite excited to see what that looks like

next up yunho! it's almost completely written i just need to finish adding some links and pictures.

[rypnami]

So, elaborate for me.. Why Leander? Make me see it? Because I can't.

oh . ohohohoho. OHOHOHO. i have actually been gnawing at the bit for someone to ask this eventually because i could go on and on and on and on and on etc about why i latched on to him specifically!! i'm gonna put a wholeass essay under the cut for whoever cares!

so. why do i love leander so much? there are a few reasons. first of all:

he's a massive loser. i have always loved characters that are pathetic little guys, and the minute i saw him i could just tell he was a stupid dumb idiot who was going to need a defender.

i also, quite frankly, see a lot of myself in him. i was bullied in school, and i often acted a lot like he does. i tried to make myself look better than i was (especially in front of new kids at school), i overcompensated for everything, and generally being kind of annoying? so this all makes me think that he almost certainly gets bullied. i mean, we have the summoner's court kids basically saying he's the biggest loser around, zenobia calling him untalented, and in his first proper interaction with MC he almost gets himself crushed to death by a dragon skull. poor baby.

i always viewed his interactions with MC as him finally seeing the opportunity to make a new friend, but not quite knowing how. he already seems socially awkward to me (and bonus points, i HC he's autistic as well), and MC is THE cool new kid. by the time you properly meet him, MC has survived a dragon attack, single handedly taken down a troll, and depending if you've already started doing side quests, has been running about the highlands solving everyone's problems easily. i imagine he feels quite insecure, and so he tries to make himself look better (i.e. i definitely would have beaten sebastian in that duel, i fight with honour). also, he clearly doesn't think before he speaks, and so i think he just unintentionally comes off as a bit rude? like his comment about slytherins, if your MC is slytherin, then he immediately apologises because he didn't stop for 5 seconds to consider what he was about to say.

this bit from the art book basically confirms all my HCs about him being an insecure dork, which makes him very endearing to me!

i think a lot of these behaviours are just because he's, at the end of the day, a stupid teenage boy who doesn't know where he belongs. also in my HC he's got older siblings that are very accomplished, which on top of him clearly not being very good at magic and having basically no friends except garreth, probably doesn't help :(

obviously, he's not for everyone. but for me personally i just see him as a stupid baby who will eventually grow out of his insecurities and his more childish behaviour. either way i will always adore him and give him all the smoochies<3<3

[angstigone]

WARNINGS: mention of barf in your mouth and unwanted advances (from drunk himeno), reader is fem-coded and used adjectives typically female, this was prompted by this post by @noven-warsh saying that aki is always in others' personal spaces and I am still cackling about it, she-her pronouns/afab character

«can't you tell him something?».

«if it bothers you so much, why don't you?» himeno shot back your way with the exhale of smoke falling right into your face. you waved it off annoyedly and sending her a disimpressed look.

still, you didn't say anything; it did feel childish in the worst way to ask to your superior to intervene in a problematic that was between you and a colleague. a colleague that wasn't aware of his staring problem, nor of his excessive disruption of your physical boundaries.

to say it simply: aki hayakawa was always too close to you, invading your personal space as if you had invited to such a thing.

it wasn't something that happened only with you, as you had noticed him getting in the face of a few of the colleagues that bothered him; for somebody who prided himself onto being utterly cool with any outcome, he undoubtedly could be quite hotheaded in temper and such a thing endeared him to you infinitely.

and that's where the problem laid when it came to also his closeness to you. it wasn't necessarily uncomfortable but it was decidedly... too much.

too much for you.

who wouldn't mature the slightest crush towards aki hayakawa: he was just the right side of hotheaded to seem passionate although the obvious death wish he beheld. and maybe that's why he felt so attractive to you.

«... unless...» himeno's implication felt dangerous and you shot her glare although she was far gone past this point «... you like it».

«it's just improfessional».

«I literally kissed you on our first outing together» himeno reminded you and even in that case aki had invaded your space as you had gone out to cool out after the terrible incident; he had brought your face up and suddenly he was too close - the sole person you had wanted to kiss too night - with his lips moving but you didn't hear anything but 'kiss me, kiss me' «... and you didn't report me, but you want me to have a chat with aki about reinforcing personal space».

«he's the sole one who does it among us. while on the clock» you pointed out.

«and you are the sole one complaining» himeno shot back «... if it bothers you so much, put on your big girl pants and tell him that it bothers you. he's strangely obedient when it's a woman he likes giving him orders. and we all know it's either your or miss makima».

you both reddened and paled at the mention of the ghost among you all, but held back.

what himeno had said was the truth: if aki had gathered from a different source that you had said something like that about him, it'd have pissed him off.

«so you are implying that I should discuss about it with miss makima» till you teased your superior as she ditched her cigarette after having stubbed the meager end against her shoe.

«you are smart on the field and yet a pathetic loser outside of it» she teased you as you were about to protest that she was the one who had brought the whole 'pathetic' reputation «... I am sure you'll figure out what I truly mean».

and like that she had moved off although your small talk wasn't finished.

and neither your problem solved as you found yourself out for drinks with the squad, with aki inevitably pressed against you to ask you which drink you'd like.

it wasn't uncomfortable, but it had you flustered and giddy without the need for anything stronger than water.

«I'll be fine with a can of coke» there was no way you'd get drunk after the realization of your own small crush for aki hayakawa, too worried that just the right amount of physical contact and you'd pounce onto him no better than himeno.

that's why you had to keep your distance: himeno was the sole one that matched aki hayakawa's invading of others' spaces and whenever she'd be the one doing it to him, it had him balk in obvious rejection.

he wasn't interested into being returned with such behavior, although you thought it unfair.

you breathed in relief when he went to get everybody's orders as the first turn was on him, but not without feeling himeno's eyes strongly onto you, which you ignored in favor of starting a chat with the person on your side, glad that it continued through the night even when aki settled right beside you - just on the edge of his pillow - as he settled onto talking with who was by his side.

still, the lingering warmth was enough to make you hiss in your mind as you tried not to picture how such a warmth would feel against your body, complimented by aki's own weight.

it had you stammer through your 'goodbye's as you realized that it was almost closing time.

mechanically you got up and were startled when aki held up your coat to you. as you went to get it off his hands, though, he stopped you, instead opening it as a father would do a child and helping you into it much to your embarassment and a drunken himeno's smirk.

«want to make a part of the road to your house together?» all the devil hunters lived near the offices and incidentally most of the izakayas in the area were right near their houses. so you and aki weren't that far apart «... didn't get to talk to you all night».

you flustered as if called out and you wondered whether aki had caught onto your actions of the night of trying to ignore him as you were sure that you'd have to have an uncomfortable conversation. you had to eventually broach the topic that he was close to you in a way that had you uncomfortable because you knew you mistook it for more than it was.

«shit... I didn't realize» her lie was bad but aki allowed to get away with it as they moved onto the road for their apartments while saying 'goodnight's to their colleagues «... sorry».

«it's alright, I just...» and he stalled in his words, enough to get you nervous «... wonder whether I have done anything to make you... uncomfortable».

for a moment, you wondered whether himeno had let her mouth speak up although she had told you to 'deal with it', still, aki's eyes were genuinely concerned as if he didn't know what he had done.

«it's... it isn't anything bad» you started, sure that hiding it any further would have been a bad way to avoid an obvious conversation, although the way with which «... it's just...».

and suddenly he was too close, proving exactly the feeling that you had been harboring for the whole night, as he pushed right in front of you turning around and lightly crowding.

«... I... what have I done?».

«I was about to tell you, idiot!» you felt spurred on by the sudden close quarters, reacting angrily if anything to hide your obvious embarassment «I... you are always in my face, you know?».

was it... that easy to admit it?

although the way aki's face dropped from confusion to something different got you feeling immediately ... worried.

«I mean... I... it isn't that bad, I just...» have the biggest crush on you and yet, you aren't interested in relationships but the way you are always onto me makes me think the contrary?

«... I didn't... realize... I was making you uncomfortable» aki muttered taking, indeed, a few steps back.

"more like you make me feel hot and bothered" you wished to say but held back as an uncomfortable silence settled between the two of you, eventually aki moving in the direction of your apartment out of his own memory.

«it isn't... well, it isn't like that» was that all you could say? «... it's just... it feels... confusing».

and yet, you should have stuck with the phrases of circumstance, because aki turned lightly, turning his head lightly down as if he was confused himself.

«confusing?».

«I meant...».

«if you could tell me that I was bothering you, you can also tell me why you think it's confusing» wasn't he a meanie and didn't you like him more like that?

«because colleagues don't act like this» you shot back, thinking of taking the long road.

«I thought we were friends» and somehow that hurt so much more.

«... neither do friends act like this».

and finally realization seemed to hit home in aki's mind as he looked at you intensely, scrunching up his eyebrows and you were sure that he'd have called you off.

maybe shut down your bullshit or told you that he'd have let you down slowly. instead, he was closer again.

«then I think that my message got across quite well, although I hadn't meant to» was that... was that a confession?

you felt confused even more now, although the way that aki's hand lingered onto your cheek, awaiting for your consent and you nodded softly, now that you knew that you might not be misinterpreting touches.

«... can I get even more in your space, darling?».

[froginabogg]

AND ANOTHER THING i also actually need to talk about the flashback family scenes in season one and why those specifically got chosen because hhhhhhh

jake's scene is a tender little moment with his mother, of course showing how much they mean to eachother and she takes care of him as much as he does her, and in one way firmly establishing gary as the ultimate loser dad, classic trope but look i'm a sucker for a momma's boy it's very endearing to me

i also find it interesting that, since jake is the only one without siblings, this is really ALL he has, it's football and his mother, those are his only driving forces and that little flashback is so fun because yeah, you could have figured out this part just from watching the rest of the episodes, but you need to know just HOW important she is and how angry the possibility of a better dad makes him in the alternate universe, she is truly his one lifeline

andy's scene also kind of lives rent free in my head, again because that dynamic with his grandma and his dad is so cool, his mother clearly loves him but she's not a main player in that family (i'll forever love you though mrs lau i would give my life for you), it's his dad and grandma that really set the tone, the constant theme of not being able to live up to her expectations radiating off the both of them, but his father made his peace with it and andy is still stuck in the thick of it, because every time he looks at his sister or at his father he's reminded of not being good enough

also the talk of ghosts and traditions being respected mirroring andy's aversion to magic until he can prove it definitively and just treat it as another subdivision of science that he can study and understand and control? mmmm i love that so much, very excellent little bit of characterisation, where does that need for control come from huh do you need to sit with that for a bit bud? also those dumplings looked great and i want some

i started writing this cause i was thinking about andy's scene and the about the others and i realised i forgot what sam's scene actually is, i think it might be him playing with his brothers? unless the mia scene is actually his flashback, which i am going to go with because that's more interesting actually

he has a whole loving family like i discussed in that other post, but the thing he is reminiscing on is mia, he is obsessed with her through the entire narrative and tries constantly to improve himself for her, it's really cool that that kind of disregard for others comes through in that flashback as well, when pressed, sure, he can tell you what his mum's favourite paintbrush is (OBSESSED with that) but really? he's thinking about himself, and it's one of the first flashbacks as well so it really immediately centers sam's character around, well, sam, and allows him all that wonderful room for growth

and felix, ohhhhh dearest felix, his flashback scene is clearly something that is always on his fucking mind, this bitch is tormented by guilt and he is constantly thinking about that moment no doubt, it's tragic of course to see and a logical choice for a flashback, but it really does SO much. we get a lot of jake's parents both real and au, and they are well established characters, same with andy's parents, we don't see a lot of sam's but it's clearly implied they are incredibly similar both in au and in real world

felix on the other hand, we hardly see any of his parents until the damn movie, and all of mrs ferne's character is in the alternate universe. it's around this time as well the boys start calling attention to felix being the only one happy to be stuck there, and then BOOM the flashback hits and the entire narrative shifts, your entire view is switched upside down cause not only is felix the one responsible for oscar's accident, but his parents, or at least his mother, clearly deeply blames him for it, and all of a sudden you're both angry at him for hiding this for so long and you understand him, because how awful to be fifteen and have that weight on your shoulders? i've felt guilty for so much less, and it makes mrs ferne's character so much more compelling to me, she's hurt and trying desperately to love both her sons but she is struggling, and it must fucking suck for felix to see her happy again when he's literally Not in Existence

[jackdaniel69nice]

@khonaker asked for ochako and the birds 🪐🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛

Since the sports festival Uraraka and tokoyami have been fairly close. Uraraka has a surprising “dark side” when it comes to her determination. I think they are a great trio with toko and DS being in all black and ochako in all pink haha.

You don’t want to see what happens when tokoyami and ochako butt heads. They are both highly competitive and anything from a card game to training can get extremely heated. They also train well together because tokoyami likes to use knives and swords and Uraraka can focus on disarming him. Due to that competitiveness they end up on the floor in a cat fight by the end though. Uraraka is more chatty and will talk about anything and tokoyami is good at listening like always. She does think his way of talking is creepy yet cool?? She thinks he’s a totally lame Chuunibyou but that’s exactly what makes him so endearing. She’s friends with deku and iida so obviously she has a habit of befriending the loser nerds. I’ve seen some people think she likes screamer/rock/metal music and I like that especially for her training music so they jam out together. Weirdly enough I also think Tokoyami’s family has had financial issues in the past so they can relate over frugal spending. (His problems arnt nearly as bad as ochako living in poverty her whole life don’t worry).

Dark shadow is always on their best behavior for the girls so of course Shadow and Ura are going to get along. They love getting attention and pets from her because she’s so nice! Unless they have done something naughty like stolen her food…then it’s like a demon has been unleashed. Ochakos rage is enough to cow even Dark Shadows fearless spirit, she’ll have them apologizing within minutes after a verbal thrashing. There are no hard feeling though~ Really, their biggest bonding point is a love of space!!!(This is my favorite hc for them!) They watch documentaries, find recent astronomical events online, and look at the stars at night. Dark Shadow has a small portable telescope that they show her how to use (she’s too poor to have ever gotten one) and they love going to observatories and just talking about space stuff they learned. I think they could fly together at night to go up and see the stars, dark shadow would nag her to bring a jacket. Uraraka likes talking with shadow even if she is confused about their independence, she just kinda gets used to it and forgets they aren’t a person. She is very caring and sweet to them. They are just so cute!!

[oinkinpigprince]

could you do reader that tries really hard to be edgy but is actually an absolute loser x charlie? feel like some funny hyjinks would ensue between those 2

Omg, this is so funny. I’m imagining reader as some emo

Charlie x edgelord reader

You’re a walking shock humor post come to life. Saying absolutely edgy and vile things just to seem cool but you’re such a dweeb, and Charlie has never been more revolted and in love.

Charlie thinks some of the stuff you say is really funny, even if you don’t intend it to be. You talk about gutting people and how you’re a secret psycho killer while he has to order for you, it never fails to make him laugh

And he’ll let you know this. He teases you every time he orders for you or does something you’re too scared to do. Charlie will always give you a hard time and say “well if you’re such an unfeeling person, why don’t you just go ask for it yourself?” “THIS IS DIFFERENT!!”

Sometimes people think you’re serious, he has had to de-escalate so many situations cause you threaten to beat someone’s ass and they thought you were serious. We all know he’s a master of de-escalating so you’ve been shot at, a lot

Or they try and give you actual mental health stuff, and you just have to awkwardly sit there while Charlie’s dying behind you as this sweet person tells you all this encouraging shit like “help it always out there”.

You bought a knife once and was showing off to Charlie, right? You were doing some tricks and he warned you not to fuck around and you said “don’t worry, I’m a killer.” And then sliced your hand open trying to catch it. You were crying like a baby while Charlie wrapped your hand

Often when you try and be deep and philosophical Charlie just cringes really hard and rolls his eyes. It’s endearing and painful to him. Your poems are even worse, he’ll listen to them every time and sit there with a stone cold face trying not to laugh as you go on about the ‘darkness in your soul’

Charlie calls you emo, even if you aren’t emo. It pisses you off to no end and he loves it, you get all pouty and go “I’m not fucking emo!!” “Dude you’re totally fuckin emo, look at this shit”

Sometimes he goes to hard with the teasing and you’ll genuinely feel hurt, he has to swallow his pride, no matter how right he is that you’re emo, and apologize to you. You always forgive him, cause he is right.

[anachronistic-falsehood]

EPISODE 22 TRIVIA:

- "hey bizly can we fight an alligator next episode. i just wanna see who would win" "the hilarious thing is that we would LOSE because theyre MORE POWERFUL THAN US" i told you there would be more of this . theres a REASON im including it but also its just so fucking funny

- charlie: "my whole scale for this campaign now is alligator based. while we were getting shot at i kept thinking 'man i wonder how an alligator would deal with this'" alligators are power level 7 btw.

- yakko: "they should just replace all low level superheroes with alligators in costumes" "prime defenders becomes alligators and its like penguins of madagascar"

- "do you think william wisp could beat an alligator in a cartoon beatboxing battle" "no. i dont think alligators can beatbox but william would still lose" i love a loser boy

- theyre trying to get bizly to tell them what power level wavelength is and he wont tell them so they said "put it in alligator terms"

- grizzly wants to pick up a new character quirk for dakota: having one consistent bit per episode and then dropping it at the end of the epispde and picking up a different one next time (like the psychic thing) . yakko was like "its like he sees a new hobby and thinks its gonna be cool and then gets bored of it in like a week" dakota adhd king

- LIZARD UPDATE: crocodiles are power level 8. a crocodile has almost as much charisma as william wisp

- theyre looking at the page from the rulebook now . "youre telling me a komodo dragon is power level 6??? look how dumb that thing looks thats how powerful we are."

- THEY POSTED A PICTURE OF THE PAGE FROM THE BOOK. ITS ALL LIZARDS. WHY DOES THE SUPERHERO TTRPG NEED SO MANY DIFFERENT LIZARD STATBLOCKS

- yakko: "look at the komodo dragon. thats how i feel every time i play prime defenders"

- "MARK IS PART LIZARD. what type of lizard is he. thats how we figure out his power level."

- on this topic, yakko goes: "wait ashe doesnt know marks lizard stuff was from experiments maybe he thinks its genetic. what if next episode he goes up to mark like 'so like am i gonna get lizard powers when i grow up'

- "bizly your silence during this discussion is speaking volumes. can we level up." ".... SURE. NOW YOURE AS POWERFUL AS AN ALLIGATOR"

- PRIME DEFENDERS POWER LEVEL 7. YIPPEE

- i fucking love the lizard discussion its so funny. this isnt trivia but like they have BARELY talked about the episode its all lizard power levels

- the angel that ashe summons to heal people is not a literal angel its just a spirit that happens to look like that

- williams suit was built with all kinds of mystery solving stuff in it!! there were a couple things mentioned in the episode but they specifically say here it has a feat called Always Rolling which gives him a bodycam that records everything they do

- back to the alligator situation. there is a statblock for "army soldier" that is. power level 4 (or 5? they dont say specificially) so now theyre back on this again "YOURE TELLING ME. all the training and shit they go theough and theyd still lose to a fucking gator? THEY HAVE GUNS."

- in order for ashe to summon things he has to say an incantation AND physically have the book open to the right page! so he cant just memorize things he actually physically needs to have the book

- "dakota is so endearing i love him so much" ME TOO

- a lot of the way grizzly plays dakota is inspired by beast boy from teen titans ... i love this about him

- "tide's being stupid and now we have to go save him so he doesnt die"

bizly: "no, tide's not being stupid. he knows fully what hes getting himself into, he just loves his family and would do anything for his family" :(((

- they had this whole discussion about how sad it is that tide was trusting them to make a choice and actively inviting them to a thing that he probably knew was gonna be dangerous and how they betrayed him by making the choice to go with mark instead and it sort of starts to turn into a nuance argument and charlie shuts the whole thing down by going "actually i think tide is an alligator" and thats where they fucking end it

- vyncents fisherman class is not real its just for a bit/for flavor but every day i wish it was

OK I SHOULD HAVE ANSWERED THESE BEFORE I STARTED S2 BUT OH MY GOD THAT LIZARD PAGE. WHY ARE THERE SO MANY LIZARDS. WHO NEEDS THIS MANY LIZARDS IN ONE CAMPAIGN. the fucking alligator oh my god it's insane that overlord is actually a fucking alligator. thats so fucking funny. oh my god

ASHE'S HEALING ANGEL ISN'T ACTUALLY AN ANGEL IT'S JUST A SPIRIT THAT LOOKS LIKE THAT AND SAYS SHIT LIKE "BE NOT AFRAID" I LOVE THAT. prime defenders silliest ttrpg campaign ever

knowing that grizzly plays dakota with beast boy in mind makes soooo much sense. that is beast boy right there!!!!!

vyncent's fisherman class should have been real and canon </3 in my mind it is in fact canon. what would the fisherman's name be..... that is the question

[leosagi-thinker]

twt mutual asked how i think leosagi got together in canon so here

i like to think that the pining is mutual but they’re both just idiots.

leo’s confidence and general flare, while putting usagi a little bit in awe, comes off as asshole-ish when they first meet so their personalities clash abit and it kickstarts this kind of rivalry (cuz yk the tortoise and the hare).

plot situations keep bringing them together and they realise how much fun it is to be around the other and how they understand each other on surprisingly deep level.

leo finds usagi cute and endearing cause despite how airheaded he can be, he also acts like he came straight out of a shounen manga.

leo realises how much he likes his heart and that’s when he truly falls.

when leo does sorta apologise cuz hes genuinely interested in becoming closer with the guy, usagi realises 1) leo has sweet side 2) wait he kinda liked the teasing and thats when he starts falling.

teasing is just leos love language and hes fully aware of how in denial hes acting abt his feelings but hes scared to confess bc regardless of whether usagi thinks hes a jerk at first, he also lets slip how cool he thinks leo is and the last thing leo wants is to look like a desperate loser (when ur low self esteem stops u from getting bitches smh).

he definitely tries the ‘pretending he doesn’t really care cool guy’ routine but it has no effect on usagi’s oblivious ass bc leo treats ALL of his loved ones with teasing, being overly physically affectionate and every nickname under the sun.

which is also funny considering there is also a tiny voice in the back of usagi’s head going ‘this guy is so great, why would he even like you ?’.

leo realises he has to stop being a coward and start making more open, ‘i like you’ gestures and that’s when they get closer.

although they definitely confess in the most dramatic, plot driven way

[castlebyersafterdark]

why does will need to look conventionally hot to be in his main character arc? it would be inappropriate seeing as theyre meant to be nerd losers, and look uncool, which makes their heroism even better cos its playing with 80s tropes and beauty standards of who can be the hero. if will looked hot like a bridgerton lead it would be so lame and also completely inappropriate artistically for his character and the storytelling.

i love their nerd asses, i wanna be cringing at least 40% of the time watching this show, like i always have been

(and folks saying the Rightside Up episode title is uninspired?? Its sheer perfection, the ultimate reprise. It works so well for this genre and this show. That's like saying that the kids naming the Upside Down itself 'the Upside Down' is uninspired because all they did is flip a board upside down.)

Hair in this fandom is amusingly one of the most controversial topics around! And yet, I always indulge this discussion. Wild. All respect, no fighting, as always. Maybe it's annoying when I constantly restate that and preface things with it, but hey, I'm an annoying guy and want to alleviate myself of being someone inviting contention 🤷‍♂️

Firstly - it is the glorious, weirdly haired 80s! Yes! We cannot judge hairstyle or fashion by modern standards. Sure, we can personally not like it in today's mindset (I happen to love the "good" and the "bad" of the era a whole lot), but we should consider things through a different vision. And, same as today, the same hairstyle can be considered cool or uncool depending on your social group or what trends you think hit or miss the mark.

Long hair: forever controversial. Rebellious, or chic. Freak, or heartthrob. My lame, conservative father wants me to cut my hair because I look like a degenerate, but the cool guys at school and the guys with record deals and whose videos are on MTV all have long hair. But the hot, popular guys at school have short hair. Wait, but this guy's hot and popular, too and he has longer hair? It's all so confusing. That's how it's always been. Style is so subjective. Every era.

Mike's long hair in season 4. I just personally think that it was a symbolic departure for Mike - we have to ignore Finn haha. Not every character in the show with longer hair does it as an act of rebellion. I genuinely don't think Jonathan is doing it for that reason. I honestly don't think he's putting much thought into it, he just looks like that. Steve? He puts SO MUCH thought into his hair. It's kind of it's own thing. Dustin? I also don't think he put much thought until after Eddie dies - we see it longer than ever. I think his is definitely now an homage. Mike? I think it was rebellion, it was changing his look to emulate this older guy he knew and looked up to (and crushed on) and even if not a complete 1:1 mimic, it was inspired by trying to be something different. My personal opinion is just subjectively that I prefer how Mike looks with the shorter hair. I think it suits him better. It's cuter, fits his sweet, nerdy boy aesthetic rather than what was going on in season 5. I don't think it's necessarily a direct "return to conformity" but a return to Mike. He was trying to be many things in the whirlwind of freshman year. Time will tell.

The bowlcut. And the bowlcut of season five improved. Firstly - the thing I enjoy about Stranger Things is honestly? No one really on the cast is "traditionally" hot. They're all plenty good looking and attractive and hot - but you know what I'm saying? Anyway, the party all looks dorky but we know they're nerdy cute. I don't even see how they could take Will and make him this - I don't even know what? He totally did have a glow-up. In an appropriate way for the character. It's just enough to make him look more mature, the difference between a guy just turning 15 in season 4 and a guy well into 16 as a junior in season 5. That's a big jump for a teenager. They all look more mature. And Will looks so endearing in his season 5 wardrobe and styling so far.

And I'm a big fan of The Rightside Up as the ending title. It's a parallel! It's a callback! It's a book end!! It's a hint towards a happy ending, they did it, they win - we've always known that, but now we get to see it. I love this kind of stuff. If you're afraid of cheesy, sentimental stuff, don't watch the 80s nostalgia show that kick-started this whole past decade of that entire aesthetic. This show did was the catalyst. It's gonna be a little cheesy and I think it's very expected to name the final episode The Rightside Up, and I absolutely love that they've done it.