#i hate when people complain about ts

[andillneverbethesame]

Its nice to have a friend with james and ravenclaw!reader pls 🙏

love this! thank u for the request <3

it's nice to have a friend

❥ james potter x ravenclaw fem reader, remus lupin x sirius black

❥ summary; you and james swear you two are only friends. except you're not.

❥ warnings; none really.just not reread for gramatical mistakes

❥ a/n: this is very shorttt sorryy

my ts masterlist pt 1, pt 2

“alright, class," professor sinitra said at the end of the astronomy lesson. "that's the end for today. i'll see you all next week. and don't forget your essays about your birth planet!”

“finally,” you sighed in relief. “i am so exhausted.” you hated these friday astronomy lessons at midnight. but you were grateful you didn't need to be up early the next day.

“me too,” pandora yawned. she looked as if she was already half asleep. everyone seemed to be. except james potter, who was now making his way to you with an energetic smile on his face.

“hello, y/n," he grinned and you tried to ignore the way your heart skipped a beat.

“hello, jamie.”

“can i walk you to ravenclaw tower?” he asked you and you raised your eyebrow. “it's not safe for a pretty girl like you to walk around the castle at night.”

“i won't be alone,” you replied. “i got pando—” you turned around to your friend who was next to you just five seconds ago. however, she was nowhere to be seen then. “or no. . . well, then i guess you can walk me.”

on the way, you notice james walked unusually slow. he always walked so fast that you almost had to run to catch up with him but this evening, it seemed as if you were faster than him. as if he wanted to make this walk last as long as possible.

you smiled as you shook your head at the ridiculous thought. you and james were only friends. you've always been just that.

“do you wanna hang out tomorrow at hogsmeade?” james suddenly asked.

you glanced at him. “what about the boys?”

“well, sirius and remus are having a date and peter still feels sick. it would be just the two of us. we could go to honey dukes and get the strawberry chocolate you like so much. and then we could stop at madam puddifoot's and get some tea and cake,” he offered. it almost sounded like a date. you cursed yourself again for the thought.

“you hate madam puddifoot's,” you pointed out the flaw in his plan.

“but you like her jasmine tea,” james said. and i like you, he wanted to add. “come on, it's my treat.”

you rolled your eyes. “you don't need to pay me for hanging out with you, jamie. i'd love to spend time with you in hogsmeade. it'll be fun."

james waited at you in front of the ravenclaw tower at ten in the morning sharp, just like he promised.

despite the fact that it was not a date and just two friends hanging out, you spend quite some time getting ready, wanting it to be perfect.

pandora teased you from her spot on her bed as she watched you chosing between two outfits — dark blue sweatshirt with black skirt and black sweatshirt with white skirt (you chose the second option in the end). you could only roll your eyes and deny every single one of her accusations but you both knew very well what was the truth.

james was wearing his gryffindor sweatshirt and opted to pair it with black pants. his hair was a mess, as always, looking like he had just gotten out of the bed without even trying to style it. he complained about it often but you thought it suited him well.

“ready?" he asked with his hands in his pockets, a smile lighting up his face.

“ready.” you nodded.

“where do you wanna go first?” james questioned as you two entered the village. a lot of people were there every day, but especially today when almost five hundred of hogwarts students decided to spend the day there.

“i'd really love to get the tea at madam puddifoot's now,” you answered honestly. “i'm feeling rather cold and need to warm up,” you blew warm breath on your hands and rubbed them together, hoping for at least temporally feeling of warmth. but it was no use. you almost couldn't feel your fingers anymore.

“why didn't you take gloves with you?” james asked.

“i lost them,” you replied with a pout on your lips. james then took off his pair of black gloves from his hands and handed them to you. “i— but. . what about you?”

he waved it off. “don't worry. i'll be fine.”

“are you sure?”

he nodded and you could tell he really meant it.

you two ended up at three broomsticks for a late lunch. despite each of you eating a piece of cake, a chocolate bar and shared a packet of sour candies, you two found yourselves quite hungry after all the walking.

madam rosmerta greeted you as soon as you walked in (though she was mainly talking to james, who ordered two butterbeers and then winked at her) and you chose a table by the window.

“what would you like?” james asked. “it's on me.”

you gave him a look. “i am not completely broke, y'know? you paid enough for me today. let me pay for you once, too.”

“not happening,” was james's immediate response as he shook his head. “i am a gentleman.”

“i never said you weren't,” you laughed. “but you can't pay for me all the time. i'm not your girlfriend.”

that seemed to shut him up as he couldn't think of anything else to say. at that moment, rosmerta came to your table with butterbeers and asked what would you like to have for your meal.

“i'll have shephard's pie," you spoke.

“beef pasties for me. thank you, rosmerta,” james smiled.

“thank you for today, jamie,” you said once the woman walked away. “i really needed this. i've been so stressful with everything that's going on.”

the boy knew exactly what you were talking about. attacks on muggles and muggleborn wizards and witches have been more and more frequent this year. a lot of your friends were muggleborns, and so was your dad. you prayed every day, begging whoever was up there to not let anything happen to those you loved.

james nodded understandingly. he, too, was worried for the future of the wizarding world. and he knew that he will be joining the order of the phoenix as soon as he could, and he'd be fighting for the good side as hard as he could.

his hand reached across the table for yours, squeezing it lightly for some kind of comfort to give you. you smiled sadly at him and sweets his hand back.

“yeah, me too. i'm sure everything will be okay,” he tried to reassure you. but you both weren't so sure. you weren't going to ruin this moment, though.

“thank you. it's nice to have a friend like you,” you said and james nodded.

yeah, he thought. a friend.

from across the room, remus and sirius, although they were on their own date, were watching you two with an immense interest.

“remus, he touched her hand!” sirius whisper-yelled at his boyfriend and hit him lightly as if he was trying to catch his attention as if remus wasn't spying on you two either. “he touched her hand!”

“yes, sirius, i'm not blind!” remus replied.

“come on, kiss!” the dark-haired boy began to pray. “i'm tired of them tiptoeing around each other like that.”

remus raised an eyebrow as he looked at sirius. “you did the same with me.”

“shut up.”

a month later, it was valentine's day and you had no one to spend it with.

all of your friends were going on a date with their partners or potential partners, but you were in bed with book.in your hands and a cup of tea on your bedside table. no one was in your dorm, leaving you completely interrupted to get lost in the story.

that was until there was a knock on your door.

you groaned. the words on the pages seemed to be getting rather. . . interesting.

"who is it?"

"your favourite boy in the whole world." was the answer and you quickly sat up and fixed your appearance. you'd recognize that voice anywhere.

"come in!" the door opened, revealing james in a black suit and a big boquet of flowers in his hand. your mouth opened at his look. he looked really attractive, don't get me wrong, but you couldn't understand why was he dressed like that. "what's going on?"

"well, dear y/n, me and you are going on a date, that's what's going on."

"on a date?" you asked, furrowing your eyebrows. "as. . . friends?"

james shook his head. "no, not as friends. we're more than that." he didn't give you a time to say anything before he continued with, "get ready. i'll wait in the common room."

you blinked in confusion as you watched him close the door and then you squealed once you were sure he was far enough to not hear you.

[sgiandubh]

Alice is blocking people on IG.

Dear Blocking Anon,

I normally could not care less about how she is managing her IG account, but I feel many red lines have been crossed within this entire ahem.. episode.

People claiming to have access to her DMs to fans and no qualms discussing them at length. Unethical, anyone? Bizarre? I have many thoughts and questions, but I will focus instead on what I think could be a plausible explanation for this Cosmic Mess, version 2.0.

We now know he contacted her in DM and followed her IG account on June 13 2024. One more time, I hate to quote myself, but since I posted a LOT (never again, for the sake of this shitshow), may I remind you this tiny detail, perhaps you missed it:

In fact, I should send you back to the big wrap-up post about yesterday's shenanigans, where I theorize the sock account is a well-known troll of this fandom. Who did it before and will do it again.

Also, may I remind you this other tiny detail:

Karina Elle is a common contact. It does ring all sorts of bells, Anon, as to the transactional nature of this new rapport.

Last, but not least, a short trip to my own Archive, Anon:

On June 12th, I posted the stills from TS's concert, Anon. It is my logical and constitutional right to believe S's June 13th expedition to that particular DM inbox was a knee jerk reaction to that. Especially when some bitches took pains to immediately post this on IG, tagging everybody:

What did I reveal, Anon? Something I believe to have been organic couple behavior, in a VIP tent, at a public event (concert), in the darkness.

What was the rebuke, Anon? Something I believe to have been a totally lame and transactional choreography, in a VIP tent, at a public event (tennis tournament), in broad daylight.

It is impossible not to notice the symmetry, here.

So, he 'slid into her DMs', she got all excited, talked to those fans, told them she was invited to LHR by him and then she apparently inexplicably went ballistic and 'hurtful' to them, further down those DMs timeline. Timeline which, according to Marple, is 20 to 26 June. The only reason for that sudden change of behavior would be a conversation with S, who probably thought those fans were shippers. He should know by now NO SHIPPER ever harassed the entourage as consistently and intensely as the Best of Fans did. I think mistakes were made on our side too, but not recently and not by me or anyone I know of. Evidence is the fans who were 'hurt' went to complain to Marple, not me or Bat or anyone else in here, for that matter.

Something happened between June 20 and 26, transforming those two individuals' IG interaction from banter to contract. A trip to London, all expenses paid. Detailed indications on what to wear (YELLOW!) and how to behave. Illogical bursts of affection from her, while he looked disconnected for most of the time, or at least most of the time we were privy to.

Organic, my foot, Anon. And now she's blocking people, you tell me?

She is such a sweet summer child and if this will end well, I am Ingrid Bergman, Anon.

[jeansplaytoy]

aot sleeping head cannons just because.

lowercase, includes: eren, connie, jean, levi, and armin, (this is actually kind of long)

eren

he sleeps heavy asf, like heavy heavy 💀 there could be a shootout and he dgaf what’s going on like he literally doesn’t wake up at all even if you yell his name he’ll be dead asleep and you’re just like “what if i was getting killed or kidnapped, dude?”

doesn’t sleep with a fan on. you don’t know what the problem is, he don’t know what the problem is, but he cannot sleep with a fan on. he claims it makes too much noise and somehow sleeps perfectly fine, but you’re the one sweating bricks and stones, + he’s all up on you and he’ll be a perfect temperature, but you’ll feel like you out on a hot summer day.

hates shirts. this man despises shirts. like he’ll full on throw a fit if there’s another girl or something staying at y’all house so he tells his self he has to put a shirt on (even when the girl has a boyfriend) and you don’t even tell him to. he complains like sleeping with a shirt or even a tank top is too much work so you can always feel his bear chest on your face or your stomach when you sleep in a crop top or something.

let’s be completely honest, he def twitches hard asf in his sleep 😭. like you’ll be watching a movie that he fell asleep watching with you, and you’ll be on his chest, boom. he jumps hard af for no reason.

falls asleep everywhere, every time. he promises to stay up with you when you’re with him and then next thing yk, his eyes glued closed.

connie

alwaysss sleeps in sweat pants. you don’t know why, but the sweat pants + no shirt combo is his favorite. he sleeps under the sheets in sweat pants and it makes you so uncomfortable when y’all cuddle 💀

you have to go to sleep with him at all times. at random times he’s just like “bae, let’s go to sleep.” even when you’re not sleepy. “i don’t care man, come on.” like it’s literally a priority because if you’re not with him when he’s planning to go to sleep, then he’s gonna have a hard time falling asleep

he’s a slobber frfr. like you’ll wake up at random times and honestly be disgusted because his slob will be on your arm or back or something and he honestly laughs it off like doesn’t even apologize he’s just like “oh shit i drooled on you.” and laugh 😭.

sleeps with one of his legs propped up. like when he’s laying down on his phone or something, both of his legs are rested up and he’s man spreading or something, but when he’s sleeping on his back, one of them are def up and you like it because for some reason it’s more comfortable.

this boy hates when people wake him up out of his sleep. he’ll give you a mean ass mean mug and stare at you before getting up (not you because he’d be dead if he did ts) but if anybody wakes him up, even if he asks, he’ll be pissed off. like when his alarm goes off, “‘the fuck up.” and grip his phone tight asf to turn it off. 😭😭

levi

surprisingly a light sleeper, he gets woken up by the smallest noises and randomly pops his head up if he hears your footsteps to the bathroom or something. he’ll be like “what’re you doing?” in the most non-sleepy voice and you’ll like be like “i have to pee.” and he’ll say okay and lay back down 💀

jumps up from his sleep. like sometimes he could be having the most peaceful dream and if you even tap him, his eyes will literally shoot open and he’d look at you like you just called him something he never heard of.

he def likes it cold asf in his room when he’s sleeping. he cannot sleep in a hot room at all. he needs the air, ceiling fan, and fan on. he hates sweating and/or feeling sticky when he’s asleep. literally gets disgusted at the thought or feeling of it.

he honestly doesn’t even think about cuddling with you unless you suggest it or you want it, or if you’re feeling sad. but if every things fine, he’ll go to sleep unbothered if he doesn’t feel you on him. but if he doesn’t feel your leg touching his or if he doesn’t hear you breathing or feel your presence, that’s when he gets confused like “where did she just go?” sometimes he’ll purposely move him leg over just to make sure you’re still beside him.

now if y’all are cuddling, just know, some part of his body will randomly be over another part of yours. like if y’all are spooning, you’ll wake up and feel his arm over your head and be like wth? 😭 and his leg over yours sometimes, but the thing is, he doesn’t even mean to do it. it just happens.

jean

he bear cuddles you 💀. like he will wrap his arms around your waist so tight but be dead asleep, and he doesn’t even try to sometimes, but he literally forgets his own strength and it just happens.

he only wakes up to someone calling his name, never to being shook. like you will shake the hell out of this man and he won’t move, but the minute you say his name, “huh?” he’ll look at you. like one time you accidentally tripped over something while walking to you guys’ bed in the dark, and fell on his legs. he did not budge.

ties his hair up in a tiny ponytail in the front so that when he lays on you, he won’t get sweat on your body. 🙏🏾 and he always makes sure his earrings aren’t in when he’s sleeping so that they won’t poke your arm or chest when he’s laying on top of you.

he hates sleeping in silence. he has to have the TV on or hear something because if he doesn’t he’s gonna get uncomfortable. like he’ll ask you, “baby, can you snore real quick?” when you’re asleep and you’ll just be like man what?

this mf is like a couch dad 💀 everytime he falls asleep when he’s not supposed to and you call him out on it he’ll try his best to defend his self claiming he wasn’t asleep when he was literally just dead and it doesn’t make sense to you.

armin

when he’s sleepy, he’s gonna go to sleep, no doubt about it. he doesn’t care where he’s at, if he’s at church, his mom def used to pinch him by the ear when he fell asleep💀. this boy used to fall asleep at the dinner table after school, he seriously does not care at all.

he snores soft asf like you’ll hear him snore and it’ll never stop but it never bothers you somehow. like sometimes when he tries to fake sleep and prank you, you’ll be like wtf are you doing because he’s not snoring.

he hates when you go to sleep before him. like he won’t bother to wake you up because you’ll give him a mean ass look but he’s gonna be like “did she really just fall asleep on me?” especially when you don’t tell him goodnight and give him his nightly kiss, he’ll stare at you for a minute and shake his head (but of course he still loves you!)

he sweats cold sweat. 😭. don’t even ask how or why i would assume (or know) this but you cannot tell me he doesn’t sweat cold sweat. like sometimes he’s not even hot and he’ll think you poured water on his forehead or something and you’ll just be like “baby, you sweat in your sleep.” but he literally forgets and you have to tell him over and over again.

he wakes up so calmlyyyy like you’ll wake him up from having a good ass dream or a deep ass sleep and he’ll just be like “hm?” kind of like levi but more sleepy. like he’ll open his eyes fully, forgetting that it’s gonna burn after a few seconds. he literally doesn’t care about being woken up, honestly.

[transfemlogan]

idk if you were being serious lol, i have trouble with tone. but whats wrong with some of the ts critters?

which ones are "right" and whos just "shitting on anything"?

i am finally off of work & just ate a sandwich so now i can finally talk abt this.

please note: I am referring to a small group of fans within the critical side of things.

On both sides of the community, no one (hyperbole) can ever settle with a middle ground or have any sort of grey area. it's always extreme. it's always "thomas is the worst person ever & all of his actions r terrible" or "thomas is the best person ever & all of his actions are good", when in actuality human beings are complex and cannot be contained in one absolute or another.

Some TSS critical fans focus on things that absolutely do not matter or have the most wild takes I've ever seen. I was one in a sasi critical discord server awhile back and everyone was complaining about Thomas' posting his clothed ass on instagram ... he quite literally underpaying his employees. i think one of these is more important than what he does with his own body.

and the thing is there are some things that he does in regards to his body that IS weird, such as: why is he posting sexually as velma, a teen character, on his patreon which (at the time, idk if it is still now) is not age restricted.

but him posting himself in a spiderman suit where if you look REALLY hard you can "see his underwear" is not the biggest issue in the world. or him not wearing a dance belt in the same costume. sorry, but actually i think you're the weird one if you're focused so heavily on how his genitals look in cosplay! the way you guys talk about it is lowkey leaning towards sexual harrassment, and I don't know if Thomas has an opinion on it or not, but's its incredibly weird regardless.

Shitting on thomas & co, current & past, employees for breathing. there's a new blog going around mentioning how they "hate brei" bcuz she "always starts drama" and the drama that they're talking about is her getting laid off... like. thats not drama, i think an artist is allowed to speak about their experiences with a certain job.

I feel like certain TSS critical fans have such an unrealistic view on creators, in the same way certain non-critical fans do. where non-critical fans think he shouldn't be held accountable for anything that he does, critical fans think every single thing he does is inherently evil or whatever.

"thomas shouldn't be attacking people in his twitter replies" this is an inherently true statement, however there's certain things that really depend on what's happening.

What is this person saying under thomas' posts? Who is saying it? How is thomas reacting specifically?

someone who comments unhelpful & rude ass comments underneath thomas' posts, such as infantalising him by telling him "thomas, thomathy, my sweet child, learn how to wear a skirt!!!" does in fact deserve some heat back because that's fucking weird. telling thomas advice on how to pose for a photoshoot is also probably fucking weird. but a child (or even an adult) commenting how much they miss sanders sides because it's been 4 years? that's fine and deserves a lot more compassion than thomas gives them.

& then you see how some people dm him about certain things or comment on his posts about it, when none of it is warranted. yes it's fucking weird for you to dm him, a REAL HUMAN BEING, and tell him to "hurry up and finish the fucking video"!!!! but its ALSO weird for him to post your username publically knowing how big his fanbase is and knowing how they will react.

im sorry but some fans are, in fact, fucking rude ass cunts. & thomas is allowed to tell you to fuck off. but its important to know when thomas is allowed to do that and when some fans are not being rude ass cunts. thats the point of critical thinking.

and there is some entitlement within the critical side of the community. yes thomas does owe his fans things, no he doesn't owe you certain things.

it's not surprising that he gives sasi upsets on his patreon, it's almost like that's what the point of a patreon is. but he does owe those patreon users something, since they are paying him Money For promised content that never comes.

it's not surprising that he got upset you provided unwanted critique on how he's posing? in a photoshoot? and then didnt... "credit you for the advice" ... thats not exactly how advice works. he does not owe you that. But it is weird how he does take from fan creation and headcanons. after Joan (& thomas, im pretty sure) talked about how they don't like reading fanfiction because they don't want to steal from fans, only to go on and make logan's eyes orange.

(note: i do not know what that user's advice even was, since they never go in depth about it. so maybe it was warranted some credit and not a rude response, but i have no idea so I am going off what I know.)

A lot of fans, again on both sides of the community, think it's a very black & white situation. if one thing applies then everything else does to, when in actuality like .... situations are more complex than you guys expect.

sometimes there's just not a lot of nuance or fucking thinking that goes into some of these takes, and it's one of the reasons I dislike looking at TSS critical blogs now. its why i dislike the concept of a "critical discord server", because no one here can use critical thinking.

i want nuanced, intriguing takes and criticism. not random fucking baseless hate just because you want to shit on him. its annoyingggg!!!

[zikkytheblicky]

ofcc!! srry this is late.

☆ for my ml, angel anon.

(NON-BLACK PEOPLE DNI. THE SLUR IS USED MULTIPLE TIMES)

⊹content warnings⊹

(don't scroll past this, it's important since i changed up gojo n’ geto + readers attitude 😃)

- both gojo and geto blasian so dont be surprised if you hear suguru’s racist comments and satoru and suguru js speaking ghetto ☠️..

-feminine male reader- anon didnt specify but id they want me to change this i will make a separate post for them 🫶🏾!!

-black reader cuz angel anon is black.

-not smut nor fluff.. i forgot if this type of stuff is called lemon or lime! sorry 😭💓.

-reader gets kinda aggressive im ngl to you like he did not take gojos little antic lightly

-kinda made reader gojo n suguru ghetto. idk i didnt think ts with much thought

-gojo tries to get his lick back, forgetting you were a real 🥷🏾 despite being feminine. he needs to stop playing with m!reader fr

-you’re very spoiled because i’m a SUCKERERR for spoiled reader x jjk character.

-this is not proofread i’m so sorry 😭!! + i did this like at 11-4 or sum

-sadly anon didn’t specify if they wanted top surgery reader or not so to be safe i’m just gonna say he does!!

-use of you/your pronouns except for when gojo is yapping/complaining to you’re brattiness to getou.

-no sourcerer au.

-rich gojo (SHOCKING 😨)

a/n: i hate this piece it sounds so tacky 😭..

♡︎NOT CAPITALIZED ON PURPOSE !!

to say you weren’t usually bratty is an understatement— it rarely happens unless you’re joking or you’re being bratty towards someone else not gojo.

it all happened first, when gojo took you to get your nails done and you didn’t give him your signature move for when he gives you something you want— pulling on his collar/tie and kissing on his cheek along with a sweet, “thank you satoru ! i love you! see you later!” or something along those lines— you instead give him a mere glance and a dry, bored “bye, gojo.” before walking over to your bestfriend(s) who were also getting their nails done. and by the way you were giggling into your palm when you thought satoru left shows you were trying to get him riled up.

satoru thought it was cute ,

at first. then it started getting him annoyed and a bit triggered.

and what does he do when he doesn’t agree with something you do?

…

obviously don’t tell you about it and instead goes to bother his best friend- suguru- about it instead.

“he’s been acting so bratty suguru. i remember when i got him his favorite color of glittery roses and all he did was say a dry response like, “oh thanks, gojo.” HE DIDN’T EVEN SAY SATORU OR A PET NAME RAGGHH” satoru screamed out into his phone microphone, his eyes puffy from all the fake crying he did earlier.

“don’t you have work to do? also he’s just going through a phase satoru, you’ll live.” suguru said dryly, the sound of the clicking of a keyboard and the sounds of a pen being smoothly dragged across a paper filling satoru’s apple headphones.

“you wouldn’t understand suguru..” satoru whined, blinking his bright blue eyes at the camera. His pouting lips sucking up the last bit of juice from his drink.

“all you have to do is punish him y’know?” suguru muttered, he shuts his book staring at satoru with a disgusted face. “Ew . stop pouting your lips while making fuckin sucking motions you look like a monk.” suguru sniffed, grabbing his bonnet and putting his hair up.

“i dont wanna hurt himmmm-“ satoru whined, ignoring suguru’s racist comment.

“not like that, durdur.”

satoru could practically hear the roll of geto’s eyes as he saw the younger dark skinned man pick up his phone and turn off his camera- most likely about to get ready for bed- it was 11 am after all.

“in a sexual way, nigga.” suguru mumbled out, the sounds of crinkling sheets flowing in and out of satoru’s ears nicely.

“oh my god… suguru you mastermind.” gojo smirked, grabbing his macbook and opening it swiftly.

“jesus christ what are you gonna do, satoru?” suguru asked with a sigh, rubbing his temple soothingly- he sounded so tired of gojo’s antics.

“ight so the plan is..”

it is late. you just got home from an interview of what life is like being satoru gojo’s husband— you hate those types of reporters. instead of worrying about what the content of your creator was, they worried about your status. oh, how annoying they are.

you kick off your jordans, rubbing your eyes gently- thankfully you didn’t put on any eyeliner.

you head into the first kitchen on the first floor, went into the pantry and took out a fruit snack before you head upstairs- when you were pulling up into your driveway all of gojo’s cars were in his drive so you know he is home.

i’m surprised he isn’t cuddling up on me already.. You thought with a snort, twisting your curls in boredom.

your curls bounce as you skip your way up the carpeted stairs, entering you and gojo’s shared room.

“satoru-.”

there, you say your husband in a thin, silky robe, nike pro boxers on, his 24 carat gold stud earrings glistening in the low light the seeped into the room, a thin 24 carat gold necklace, and slides on. he was at his desk, typing away on his phone, he didn’t even notice you until you cleared your throat, crossing your arms over your chest.

the albino haired man lazily turned over to you, a bored look on his face though you could see a faint smirk on your husband’s face.

what is this nigga smirking for ? you thought with a scoff, your slippers making loud noises as you walk over to him.

“oh. hi, ‘mn’.” satoru’s tone was bored and disinterested, he went back onto his phone and started typing quickly. and he had such an excited expression, a ghost of a smile on his lips like he was trying to hide the fact that he was more interested in whoever he was texting instead of you.

and that pissed you off. like who the fuck is this nigga talkin too that catches his attention more than you? his boyfriend ?

that damn phone i'm about to throw that shit.

“satoru.”

no answer.

“satoru?”

no answer again. who the fuck was this negro on the phone with?

“SATORU-“ you yelled, pulling his ear out from his bonnet- being careful not to pull his earring out. sure, you were annoyed at him but you aren’t going to hurt him.

“what the fuck- what? damn.” gojo groaned, putting his phone screen to his chest with an annoyed glare.

who the fuck does he think hes talking too?

“nigga who do you think you’re talking to? i’m not the one stop trippin’.” you crossed your arms, releasing satoru’s ear.

“what did i even do?” satoru responded too calmly- the fucker had a visible smirk on his face too.

silence .

silence is what you “responded” with before smashing your lips with satoru’s, grabbing his white dreads and rubbing his scalp gently- completely opposite from your prior action.

satoru’s tongue licked almost every corner of your mouth, tasting the bitter vodka taste left in your mouth.

you both pulled away with a string of spit following each other's mouths.

“don’t dish out the heat if you cannot take the heat back, darling~!” satoru purred out, grabbing you by your waist and pulling you into his lap.

you tsked in response, resting your head on his neck.

and maybe later that night satoru punishes you by forcing you to cockwarm him for an hour straight.

(you failed after 10 minutes.)

ts is short asl ik but like 🙁

[zot3-flopped]

You know the whole discussion on twitter about beyonce at that christmas superbowl halftime show has me thinking. I mean i see so many racist tweets that essentially say beyonce can‘t sing country because she isn‘t country and they can‘t even bring a proper reason. And now in my head i‘m comparing it to how easy taylor actually had it but she still complained while beyonce keeps her head high and does what she does. I mean taylor complained about how the industry and the people are so unfair to her but beyonce is from a proper country music country, born and raised. And the only difference between why most are ok with ts singing country and beyonce singing country is the skin color. Ts had the perfect start up to be any artist she wants- white, blonde blue eyed. That is what most country music listeners want and comparing this to the dislike for beyonce in country mainly because she is a poc and even lil nax x and other black country singers have to go through this hurdle. It just makes me think how much of a priviledge taylor swift had from the start mainly cause of her features and how she was welcomed with open arms but she still found a way to complain, meanwhile beyonce makes a talented delve into country and gets met with racist tweets and hate and you don‘t see her complain. But only one promotes herself as a feminist (psss we all know taylor thinks feminism is all about her, only be nice to taylor, she can only complain about her struggles even when they weren‘t struggles, if a woman gets hated on by her fanbase, who cares- it isn‘t ts herself so why should she care)

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[cherriegyuu]

seventeen as song from lover (ts)

a/n: for this, i'll be giving songs and lyrics to each of the members, as well as small plots based on those lyrics. i don't plan to write all of these, but they are still my ideas (as basic as some of them might be). so if you are interested in writing one of them, you can message me about it. if you want to read one of them you can send in a request and i'll write for you

red | 1989 | reputation | lover | folklore | midnights

• Seungcheol ➝ Cruel Summer Fever dream high in the quiet of the night You know that I caught it (Oh yeah, you're right, I want it) Bad, bad boy, shiny toy with a price You know that I bought it (Oh yeah, you're right, I want it) ↳ Seungcheol was infamous, the bad boy like you see in the movie, and god you wanted him.

• Jeonghan ➝ Afterglow This ultraviolet morning light below Tells me this love is worth the fight, oh ↳ Jeonghan was never one to lose his patience with people, least of all you. But one day a fight gets out of control and it leaves you wondering if your relationship has come to an end. ↣ read here

• Joshua ➝ Lover And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you, dear Have I known you twenty seconds or twenty years? ↳ you’re scared you might be falling in love a little way quickly for Joshua

• Jun ➝ Cornelia Street And baby, I get mystified by how this city screams your name And baby, I'm so terrified of if you ever walk away I'd never walk Cornelia Street again ↳ A year after the end of your relationship with Jun, you go back to the small apartment you used to share. To your surprise, Jun is next door to you.

• Hoshi ➝ Miss Americana and The Heartbreak Prince I counted days, I counted miles To see you there, to see you there It's been a long time coming, but ↳ one day you got a letter in the mail by mistake from someone named soonyoung. You spend years going back and forth with the letters until you finally meet each other.

• Wonwoo ➝ False God I know heaven's a thing I go there when you touch me, honey Hell is when I fight with you ↳ you and Wonwoo never fought before, at least not to the point where both of you were screaming at each other.

• Jihoon ➝ The Archer I've got a hundred thrown-out speeches I almost said to you ↳ for years you had a one-sided crush on Jihoon. You planned to confess your feelings many times but failed at every single opportunity.

• Minghao ➝ London Boy Show me a gray sky, a rainy cab ride Babes, don't threaten me with a good time ↳ Minghao is always one to see the beauty where most people see none, so when he drags you out of your apartment on a particularly rainy day you don’t complain, sure that whatever it is that he planned is a perfect date.

• Mingyu ➝ Paper Rings I hate accidents, except when we went from friends to this ↳ Mingyu had always been your best friend and that line had never been crossed before, then, one day, you woke up naked in his bed with a vivid memory of the previous night. ↣ read here

• Seokmin ➝ I Think He Knows He got that boyish look that I like in a man I am an architect, I'm drawing up the plans It's like I'm 17, nobody understands No one understands ↳ there was nothing in the world you loved more than Seokmin’s smile.

• Vernon - You Need To Calm Down And I ain't tryna mess with your self-expression But I've learned a lesson that stressin' and obsessin' 'bout somebody else is no fun ↳ nothing can make Vernon mad but you’re adamant about proving him wrong

• Seungkwan ➝ Death By a Thousand Cuts I get drunk, but it's not enough ’Cause the morning comes and you're not my baby ↳ in which Seungkwan drunk calls you, his ex, and finally tells you all the feelings he kept to himself for months. ↣ read here

• Chan ➝ Daylight I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you I've been sleepin' so long in a twenty-year dark night And now I see daylight ↳ it was impossible not to compare Chan to a ray of sunshine, especially after he was the one who brought you back to life

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a/n: somehow three of these could become smut and i'm thinking of writing them that way

[nicofics]

Negan x Ricks eldest daughter reader

I smell angst (with a Happy Ending), enemies to lovers, secret relationship, etc.

𝙞 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪

𝘯𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘹 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

summary: the enemy’s fallen for you, can you fall for him too?

notes: thank you for the twd request!! sorry it took so long too!! i wrote this post ts, i thought it’d suit the plot more

being ricks daughter wasn’t easy. following his rules, having the high expectations to be as good as a leader he is, and having to stay away from negan. at the start these standards were easy to follow, you and your younger brother carl, and then the newly added judith; could easily follow them. until the end of the saviour war.

your father had been dead awhile now. you knew that he was gone, but some people clung onto the fact they hadn’t found a body. one day, you were given negans food instead of michonne. you tried handing it back but, they wouldn’t take it off of you. you rolled your eyes. you didn’t want to have to see negan. you didn’t want to be reminded of what he had done.

when you had gotten to his cell, you opened the door, and walked in, plate of food in hand. “well hello the- oh. i havent seen you in awhile” negan spoke, he looked different now. he had a beard, he looked older, but you did too. “and you wont for another while” you spoke, handing him the food and sitting in the chair provided, aware of his boycott.

“it’s nice to see a new face, doll” he said, it almost made you recoil. “don’t talk to me. just eat.” you crossed your legs angrily. trying to look at anything that wasn’t him. he noticed that as he ate, though he didn’t say much. he had a feeling you’d be back again.

you had been feeding negan for a few days now. you guessed michonne got sick of listening to him complain and wanted to spend more time with judith and rj. right now you didn’t mind, you felt absolutely horrible about it but, negan was nice to be around. you found yourself waiting for his meal times, sometimes you’d even bring your own food, so you two can eat together. you hated yourself for warming up to that man.

“well hello again, doll” he spoke, a smile plastered on his face, he was glad he could actually talk to someone, someone who seemed to not mind talking to him; unlike michonne. “hey negan” you sat down on the chair, taking out your own lunch and beginning to eat.

“hey uh- (reader)? why do you like coming here? with me? after all i’ve done to you” you froze at the question, you tried to avoid answering; “pshh- eat your lunch negan” he persisted. “answer me, why?” you sighed, giving in. “i know what you’ve done. and i’ll never forgive you for that or forget it; but, being with you here, makes me feel… good?” you didn’t really know what you were saying. though negan seemed to understand. a smirk landed right on his face.

“really? well, doll, i feel the same way” he blessed you with one of his chuckles. oh shit. you were in-love with him. and he was in-love with you. right now however, you didn’t care much for the repercussions. “so.. be with me” you nodded, “yeah.. id like that.. but! nobody can know. what if maggie or daryl found out? they’d hate me!” you sighed, negan shook his head “an alright rule with me if i can be with you, ms. grimes” you laughed. you enjoyed being with negan, even after all he’d done

[hawktuahfreak]

Hongice week day 6! There’s a saying in Iceland

I’m not 100% sure I used the saying correctly but uh you have to accept it 🙏 sorry for posting ts so late again!

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  Emil looked at the customer yelling something in Chinese. He wasn’t getting paid enough to apologise and repeat that he doesn’t understand anything for the 5th time. He rolled his eyes and looked at other people sitting at the table. It was just a girl probably in her twenties trying to calm her father down and a boy his age staring blankly at his phone. That definitely wasn’t the first time that man did something like this.

 

The waiter sighed and turned to the boy “What would you like?”

  “I, uh… I’ll just take the dumplings” he said, pointing at them in the menu.

  “Uh-huh” he said writing down his order “Something to drink?”

  “Coke maybe?”

 

“Of course. You?” He looked at the girl and she smiled apologetically.

  “I’ll take the sesame oil chicken soup. And for him…” she eyed the still furious man, “He’ll take the dumplings too.”

  Emil nodded and walked away after he finished writing. He passed the order to his coworker and sat behind the counter. He hated that job, but it was summer, and he didn’t want to spend it all at home. Getting his own money and not having to ask his older brother - Lukas -  for permission to buy something was also good.

  Now he was saving for a new laptop. They weren’t cheap, and even though Lukas said that he could help and lend him some money if he needed, he had to work. He just wished he had picked something else than this stinky eating place.

  He continued watching the restaurant to see if he was needed somewhere. He noticed the boy with crazy dad glancing at him while the girl talked to them. He looked away and tried to ignore them. He had to focus, not wonder about his costumer’s conversations. It’s not like he cared about them anyway.

  Today this place was filled with tourists. Emil already tried to talk with some Americans hoping that they will leave him a tip. It was the only thing he liked in the visitors. Unfortunately many of them didn’t respect his country enough. Iceland was beautiful and so dangerous sometimes, and for some reason they all preferred to see the second side. Then, if something bad happened, they complained.

  He sighed again and turned around. Emil jumped slightly when he saw the guy from the 10th table standing next to him.

  “Your food will b-“

  “Yes, I know… I just wanted to apologise for my old man. Look, I really have no idea why he’s so mean today!” He said and took Emil’s hand putting something in it. “I promise to make it up to you later!” He started walking away so Emil opened his hand and saw three 1000 krona bills.

  He looked at the boy, but he was already busy talking to his family. He smiled to himself and continued his work bringing food to tables and taking more orders.

  When his food was ready he made sure to bring the three plates smiling. First, he placed the girls bowl in front of her, then the mad man’s one. When he handed the last dish the boy stretched out his hands and ‘accidentally’ touched Emil’s again looking into his eyes. Emil blushed a bit.

  “Bon appétit!” He smiled even more and went back behind the counter. He looked at the clock,  he could go home in half an hour. He couldn’t wait to change into something more comfortable, that didn’t smell like deep-fried food.

 

He remembered his brother asked him to buy some groceries. On the next day Emil didn’t have to go to work, so Lukas asked him to cook something for them. He laughed about preparing something Chinese, but Emil couldn’t look at that food anymore. He decided to make something that his brother hated. Maybe lamb stew? It wasn’t that bad, yet for some reason Lukas despised it.

 

He walked over to an empty table to clean it. He picked up all the dirty dishes and took them back to kitchen, where his friend Matthias began washing them. He and Lukas were classmates in high school and it was his idea to make Emil a waiter in this small restaurant. He went to the table to wipe it clean so other customers could sit there.

  That’s when his shift ended. He smiled to himself and after changing his clothes he started walking to his bus stop. He turned on his phone to check when the bus was going to arrive and growled. 30 minutes. He shook his head, it would take him less time to walk home so that’s what he did.

  The weather was very nice. It wasn’t too cloudy, the sun was shining on his back warming him up. He could hear birds singing and people laughing. Perfect. He crossed the road after making sure that no car would hit him and continued walking. His neighbourhood wasn’t the biggest and he knew almost everyone living there. His neighbours were lovely, they used to help him a lot when he was younger.

  Once he got to his apartment he took off his shoes and jacket, and sat on the couch. Lukas was still at work, so he didn’t need to rush with going to the store. He wanted to relax first! He turned on the tv and went to the kitchen to quickly make himself some tea.

  When he sat again he started looking for something interesting to watch. He didn’t want to watch the news all the time, there wasn’t any new movies playing, he was too old for cartoons… He stopped on a documentary about animals living in cold countries. He hoped to see puffins - they were his favourite animals.

  Emil slowly drank his tea. He always loved biology. When he was younger he dreamed of owning a few wild animals like polar bears and birds to show them real love. Now he found it embarrassing and he hated when Lukas was reminding him about it.

  He still wanted to study marine biology. He didn’t want to end up like Mathias, stuck in a boring job that barely paid him. Somehow he still had enough money to get drunk every weekend and Lukas had to help him picking him up from bars. He wanted a better life, to have money to travel and see whole Iceland, and of course know everything about sea life.

  His tea was gone, so he decided to go to store. He turned off the television, put his mug in the dishwasher and took his phone. Lukas left him some money on the table, so he didn’t have to use his savings. He packed everything in a bag and left his home making sure to lock the door.

 

There wasn’t a lift in this building, so he carefully started walking down the stairs. They lived on the third floor. It wasn’t too bad, but he still hated having to go all the way up there. He stopped after a second when he heard a familiar voice.

 

The owner of the voice also stopped when he saw him. They looked at each other shocked before he started laughing hysterically.

  “No way! You live here?” He continued laughing while Emil stood there confused. “Well, now that we’re going to be neighbours you will have to deal with my family even more. Hah.. I’m Leon”

  “Emil. Wh-what are you doing here?” He asked

  “Hm? Our airbnb is, like, here.” Leon answered. “I’m really sorry for him.” He said again

  “Oh, it’s not a big deal! Seriously, I had to serve worse customers.”

 

Leon smiled. He looked at Emil’s bag and asked him where he was going and if he could join. His family was busy with some business stuff, because that was the reason they came there. Emil agreed, Leon seemed very nice and… he gave him the tip.

 

They started walking. The store wasn’t that far from their homes and the weather didn’t change. Leon told him more about himself. They were both 17, he loved listening to music, and lived in Hong Kong. He didn’t have many friends just like Emil, so he was glad they talked.

 

Emil couldn’t fight the urge to smile and stare at Leon all the time. He never thought he was someone who could start liking anyone so quickly, but there he was, blushing when Leon glanced at him. There was something in him pulling Emil. Maybe they knew each other in their past lives? Or their paths were supposed to cross and they had to stay together forever? He laughed quietly at his own thoughts. It was stupid, of course it wasn’t possible.

 

He looked at him again. Leon’s hair were shining beautifully in the sun, that wouldn’t go away anytime soon. This week must’ve been terrible for him, it wasn’t easy to get used to nights full of light. But he still looked happy.

 

When the Cantonese boy finished talking about himself, he asked Emil few questions. His age, if he also has siblings, what he liked to do in his free time, what books he read, and what was his favourite music band. He joked about the French underground music, after Emil told him that the band he listens to the most had only 400 monthly listeners. They chuckled together.

 

As they finally arrived at the store, Leon kept asking Emil about different products he had never seen before. He was shocked to see how many things were available in the liquorice flavour. Emil decided to buy some, so Leon could try it and warned him that not everyone likes it.

 

After buying everything they needed, and even more they could go home. Leon said that his father had an online meeting and he couldn’t go to his apartment yet, so Emil offered him to come over. It was nice to finally have someone his age to hang out with, not only loud Mathias, Lukas or his boyfriend. He loved them of course, they became his family after his and Lukas’ parents died. He was just very curious about Leon.

 

On the way back they were talking too. Emil was telling his companion about his life in Iceland. It was way more quiet than Hong Kong and even the big capital seemed like a small village where everyone was related and they spent all holidays together.

 

Leon said that Emil’s home was the most cozy he ever seen. It was true, Lukas hated how empty it was without their parents, so he bought a lot of plants, blankets and pillows to put everywhere. They also used the ceiling lamps only in winter, there wasn’t need for big lights when they had sun all the time. Instead they used sweet smelling candles.

 

Leon also convinced Emil to cook something else for dinner. He agreed on easy pasta with tomato sauce deciding that he will cook something worse other day. It was already around 17:00 and Lukas was supposed to finish his work soon, so they started preparing everything. Emil let his guest help only a bit, because he said that since he was a waiter he knew best how to deal with food. They lit one of the candles on the middle of the table and looked at everything.

 

“How romantic” Joked Leon and placed his hand on Emil’s back making him blush. Instead of moving away he leaned closer to the Asian and put his head on his shoulder. What he was doing was very risky, he could lose a potential friend or maybe even more. He didn’t care, though. You only live once, right?

 

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  That’s what he was thinking on the next day too. After spending whole night talking and snuggling with Leon in his room, he was sure that they started liking each other. After choosing clothes he wanted to wear, he decided to take Leon on a small date. He wanted to show him his favourite place. It was in a nearby forest, right next to a lake.

  Lukas was staying at his boyfriends apartment, he got invited few minutes before he left his workplace and he send Emil a short message saying to not wait for him with the dinner, so Emil and Leon could eat the pasta alone in even more romantic atmosphere.

 

Now he texted Lukas that he was leaving the house and going on a walk not mentioning his friend even once. He went on the first floor, because that’s where Leon’s apartment was located. He knocked on the door and waited.

 

His sister - Mei - opened it and smiled when she saw him.

  “Uh… hello”

  “Hi, Emil! Come in, please, Leon’s eating breakfast in the kitchen” Emil smiled back and followed her.

  Leon still sleepy was watching something on his phone and munching on cereal. When he saw Emil his eyes filled with sparks and he rushed to hug him and say hello.

  “Do you want to go on a walk today? I want to show you something” Emil asked, his voice full of hope.

  “Of course! Just let me get changed” Leon smiled and pulled his hand to take him to a bedroom he slept in.

  His suitcase was laying in the middle opened, next to it some clothes scattered around, and another bag in the corner. He smiled slightly seeing the mess knowing that Lukas would kill him for doing something like that. Leon sat in front of the suitcase and started searching for a perfect outfit. Emil sat right beside him waiting patiently.

  He blushed when he saw Leon’s chest after he took his shirt off. He could see his muscles quite well. He looked so much better than him. He looked away to not make him uncomfortable and waited a bit more for Leon to put on his clothes.

  Before leaving Leon finished his breakfast as Mei told him. He grabbed Emil’s hand and they started their walk. It was an hour od hiking, but neither of them completed. Time was passing quickly when they were together. Too quickly. They talked the whole way there, it seemed that they never ran out of things to say.

  Emil was showing Leon different flowers, trees and birds trying to teach him their names in Icelandic. Leon told Emil about the forests in China too. He joked about it being a concrete jungle, but also tried to tell him as many details about plants growing there as he remembered to help the Icelander imagine it.

  “You should visit Hong Kong once” He said after a minute of silence “It is pretty in its way”

  “I wish I could” Emil whispered.

 

When they arrived Emil showed his friend how to climb on a tree he always sat on. He moved a bit closer to Leon who touched his thigh. They weren’t too high up, maybe two meters. Looking at the water moving calmly always made Emil feel so much better. It was the place he run to when he found out about his parents death. Lukas couldn’t find him for hours. he just cried here. Since then this was where he spent long days when he felt troubled. He felt a bit closer to his mum here.

 

He was feeling well, though. He felt like he should show Leon that old tree and lake, because who knows? Perhaps they could spend more time together sitting on it. He smiled to himself and closed his eyes.

 

Even being completely quiet he felt like he was telling Leon this whole story. His heart started beating faster when he got an idea.

  “Leon?”

  “Hm?”

 

He turned to face him, his legs now hung on both sides of the branch they were on.

  “There’s a saying in Iceland.. ‘Rúsínan í pylsuendanum’. It  translates as a raisin at the end of the hotdog.”

  “Really? What does it even mean!” Leon almost cried. Emil wasn’t shocked, it didn’t really made sense for him either.

  “A nice surprise or a highlight of an experience. Kinda like ‘the cherry on top’” Emil smiled when he saw Leon’s grimaced expression.

  “Why would a raisin be something good on a hotdog? Icelandic food is disgusting!” He laughed. “But… does it mean I can say that meeting you was the raisin on my hotdog?”

 

Emil blushed and opened his mouth slightly shocked. It was nice to hear that. Leon looked at him and touched his cheek. They leaned closer until millimetres were between their noses and looked in each others eyes last time before closing them and connecting their lips.

 

Butterflies exploded in his stomach, it felt like magic was running through their bodies completely taking control over them. Emil wrapped his arms around Leon’s neck and deepened their kiss.

 

He wished it lasted forever, but they felt few raindrops falling on them. Leon looked up and giggled, Emil with him.

 

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  They got home after few hours completely wet. They didn’t mind it, because the warm feelings inside of them kept them from freezing. Still with smiles on their faces they started taking their clothes off and putting on Emil’s typical Icelandic sweaters.

 

Sharing few more kisses they laid in bed cuddling again wrapped in a duvet. They weren’t tired yet, so they started watching a movie on Leon’s phone. Every now and then they would laugh randomly and stare at each other so happy to be together.

  “When are you going back to Hong Kong?” Emil asked after a while not sure if he actually wanted to know the answer.

 

  As if Leon read his mind he just smiled and burred his nose in Emil’s hair. “Does it really matter?”.

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Master I’m TIRED of writing all the time 🥀🥀 I hate this one, you can tell I was running out of time, it was supposed to be slower and longer but ok.. 😢 I also wasn’t sure about the ending. I had an idea where Leon would leave Emil to go to the airport while he was sleeping and write his phone number with a short note, but the number would be wrong and Emil would just sit there sad waiting for him 🥀 but I’m nice not like hro who drew d*vorced hongice💔💔 hro….

ALSO I WOULD HAVE STARTED WRITING YESTERDAY IF MY DISHWASHER DIDNT BREAK FLOODING MY WHOKE KITCHEN 😭🙏 I HAD TO SAVE MY FLOOR AND NEIGHBOURS FORGIVE ME GUYS IT MUST HAVE BEEN SOME FANFICS WRITER CURSE 🥀

@hongiceweek

[mihai-florescu]

Putting a message i sent earlier under a read more, it has some thoughts ive expressed before tho. ES, of course

My thoughts as an EichiP... i view ! and !! as different stories in the way they're approached tbh, what i fell in love with enstars for was the character driven storytelling of one event seen through different perspectives, where you see the antagonist in one perspective become a protagonist in another story and can empathize with the entire cast like this. I fell in love with eichi's story of second chances, getting what you want and regretting your actions in the process, redemption, desperation, overcoming fate and asserting one's self into the story, saving a school in a dying industry that saved your life by giving you a dream; i consider it an arc fulfilling to the reader at the end of ! era. But we still had to continue... and it's not like we didnt get inklings of eichi's dreams of idol utopia, the idol soldier idea goes back to main story 1, but !! loses the charm of the original series through expanding the worldbuilding so much and shifting to a plot driven story that opens 10 cans of worms instead of offering resolutions. There's not really room to breathe if the stakes just keep getting higher and higher...

As for the colonisation plotline, it's been here since the beginning of ES2. The SS arc makes it obvious, but i remember even before, the talks about ES taking over from local businesses, trying to be seen as the standard, it was always the direction ensemble square as an institution would take. But the "antagonist in one story, protagonist in another" approach doesnt work anymore with such subjects. The guys responsible for this are your coworkers you share dorms with. I read the stories but cant empathize anymore, so i've been feeling disconnected from eichi for a while. I see enstars with eichi at its core but i didnt care for his center event, i read it, didnt like the ending, and overall felt off. Eichi becoming the villain of ! to attone for the war kind of loses significance if a year later he is a cartoon villain idol colonialist you can't even sympathize with anymore because of the magnitude of events. However i do think !! has done good things for some characters pushing them further or developing them in a way ! didnt. But for others...

I also have my issues with sci fi elements becoming the norm, even taken metaphorically or as hyperboles, when one of the central themes i love about enstars is humanity. Then again, i am a war era fan that relied on manipulating human desires and perceptions, and the fact that there were no monsters or gods, just humans framed as such, playing on people's fears and beliefs, it's a bit jarring to me to have them introduce AIs forming from escaped comatose brains (im minimizing the switch climax rn, i didnt even hate it as a whole, just this resolution im unhappy with)

It also feels like we've lost some of the meta aspects of the writing i liked, a certain awareness of being characters in a story and there being an audience. But im still struggling to word my thoughts on this matter. I felt it present in main story 2, even if it annoyed me at parts in its obviousness ("good thing we're not protagonists, no one would want to read about us" youre right aira you are not interesting to me. And yet i'll read your story to try and empathize nevertheless. I have other thoughts on aira too, perhaps for another time). I wish we explored a bit more what it means to no longer be the central protagonist, from trickstar's perspective...and brought back the successors topic. But i havent read every ts story yet so i'd be foolish to complain before really making sure i've checked everything. To me ! ended satisfyingly with room left for elaborations and imagination, but i dont feel like !!'s ending is really ending anything at all. Not necessarily bad since it's not like the game is shutting down, but overwhelming worldbuilding wise while underwhelming character wise...

Let's see... im not sure how to end this. Just a bit of a stream of consciousness as a ! fan who still loves enstars despite my critiques. Mainly, well, no one's gonna take away the stories that already exist that i do love and impacted my life greatly. And i do think !! had some really good things too it brought, or at least stories i hold dear too. Change is scary and i don't think it's always for the best, but it's also fun to see where it goes next...

[epickiya722]

You are so right. For the first time ever, I block quite a lot of my moots in twitter and tumblr. I can't believe all the things they said about BNHA (especially Izuku). Personally, I love all the events until now. Do I have complain here and there for a certain characters? Yes, of course I do, but that does not made me hate BNHA. Izuku is a great character and one of my favorite protagonist from all media....Also, as BKDK shipper, I love all the canon moments between Izuku and Katsuki (sorry if maybe you're a fan of Izuku but dislike bakudeku ship).

You know I don't hate IzuOcha ship (I think it's kinda cute) but I do dislike most of their fan right now. One of my ex moots said, "Damn with this events in BNHA. F*ck, at least Midoriya will end up with Uraraka. If somehow Midoriya don't end up with her and only thinking of Bakugou, damn I don't follow this series for the gay sh*ts...."

Like, I'm mad and sad when reading that... For me, I wish Izuku don't end up with anyone at the end of the series (as much as I love BKDK ship, I know it's impossible to be canon). Don't you think it will be funny if there is plot twist and somehow Ochaco end up with Shoto?

That very last bit right there. "... I wish Izuku don't end up with anyone at the end of the series", that?

I've felt that exact feeling since I got into BNHA.

You and I mostly do have the exact same feelings.

Starting with the ships, neither I have a problem with. I have ships just as much as the next problem, but the past year or so has taught me that when it comes to ships, some people don't actually see the characters as individuals and only seem to care about that characters for the sake of their ship.

Which sucks because I feel that takes away a lot of understanding the story. When you don't understand the character's story from their personality to their backstory to their growth, most likely you're not going to understand the overall story.

I hate seeing things like "Well, at least Uraraka will end up with Midoriya" because that just tells me that the person is maybe here for the shipping and that's it and don't care about either character.

Like, why are people so eager to see Uraraka become a wife and have kids? She is a, what, 16 year old girl who wants to be a hero! I want to see her be a hero!

And look, I know BakuDeku got some amazing moments together and some really would make someone go "I ship it". I don't hate it, some of you who followed me long enough know I don't. But at the same time, let's acknowledge they are separate characters. Yes, they're almost like a package deal because they've been in each other's lives since forever. They're going to be intertwined like that.

But come on! How about individually?? Midoriya became my favorite easily and not because of Bakugou.

Like, again, I'm for shipping. I got my ships. But it's not the ships that annoy me (unless otherwise like... *shivers*), it be the shippers.

And yeah, sometimes for any story I read I may have a complaint or two, but I will never understand people who built their whole blogs around "critiquing" and nothing else. Like, damn, how fucking perfect you want the story to be?

In fact, write a story that doesn't get anyone coming at you with something they don't like about it. Impossible. Because someone is going to have something they don't like about it.

Those people will have "takes" and then I just know they have read the story at all. They would miss details or misinterpret the characters how they want them to be looked at and still have no idea what they're talking about.

This fandom, some of the people can be fuckong switch ups, I swear.

So first, Midoriya is too emotional and a crybaby and it's obvious that his flaw was just emotional driven he can be. But now it's a fucking problem he's expressing his emotions at an appropriate time? It's a damn issue he isn't crying for a gag?

Y'all got to be fucking kidding me. This is the same fandom who at a time didn't give a damn about the villains. Who were like "they don't deserve redemption, they should die" even after learning their backstories. And now y'all want to advocate for them? Actually mad even though the story is not even completely done yet?!

I wouldn't say I'm an expert on BNHA or any story I read up. At the end of the day, I am just a fan who happens to be very entertained. I'm here to have fun. But the way this fandom, that fandom and every other fandom be acting makes me feel like I'm reading some whole other manga, watching some different copy of an anime.

[Note: okay, I did giggle at the thought of Horikoshi doing that with Uraraka and Todoroki. I doubt it would happen and I'm not saying it should... it's just funny to me because just yesterday I was thinking something similar with two different characters.]

[jalwyn21]

You know one thing I hate about Swifties is how when you make a valid critical against Taylor Swift they tell you to hold the same energy for other celebrities and while I will admit that it’s an excellent point to make, the motivation behind them saying it isn’t the fact that they truly want us to hold others accountable, it’s to try to absolve blame from Taylor all together. Not to mention I hate the whole concept of the “Taylor Swift Hate Train.” As if having valid criticisms of her and the bad things she does is hating on her and you know not holding her accountable. I say we hold the same energy for them every-time they start hate on a celebrity just because they think they’ve wronged her. Or should I start bringing up the multiple times Swifties had started a hate campaign on a celebrity just for solely not bowing down to TS like they do.

The irony of a cult like fandom, that is an expert on bullying, harassing and destroying others, complaining about people having some valid criticisms of ts. 🙄

[notyouraryang0dd3ss]

some of those anti ts blogs willing to look past the fact that they got zionists in their circles just because those people also hate ts��wack

like do they realize it makes them no better than the people they criticize

being a hater is a noble pursuit, have some fucking morals oh my god!!!

ive always been a ts hater and i havent really known much about her until like last year because this shit is inescapable and its so bizarre how she seems to have parasocial stans and parasocial haters - both equally obsessed with her life

theyre like organisms in a petri dish to me

BEING A HATER IS A NOBLE PURSUIT HAVE SOME FUCKING MORALS!!!!!!!!

ive always been a hater too and got sucked back in around this time last year when she got with matty healy. i literally forgot she existed between 2017-2022 im not joking i literally heard NOTHING about her online or in my friend circle. and then i found out it was because she was in a 6 year relationship and i was like “oooooohhhhhh she was normal”

idk if i consider myself a parasocial hater but i do feel crazy that nobody remembers all her shitty past actions and i do. tbh sometimes shitswiftiessay posts stuff criticizing taylor’s appearance (it was comparing her face when she laughs to donald trumps) that’s actually misogynistic. im not stalking her every move so much as being critical and holding her accountable for her racism etc.

but its really hard to define parasocial hater rn when she’s the most exposed she’s ever been. so many ppl today on this blog were complaining how they were bombarded with taylor swift ads. i dont think this tag wouldve blown up if so many people werent feeling this way already.

and the whole reason i have this blog is because i felt so crazy explaining taylor’s history of racism and nobody caring/dismissing or at worst gaslighting me for even feeling this way. idk i appreciate all the other anti blogs but most of them are joe alwyn defenders (btw theres nothing wrong w that. but thats not the main reason im an anti) and none of them really talk about her racism. i made this space to talk about her and swifties racism, white feminism, etc.

and then oct. 7 happened (i literally made this blog oct. 2 its so funny) and seeing all the zionists and genocide deniers alienated me. i made it very clear from the jump that i was pro palestine and stood for the liberation of palestine so i didn’t post for a while and didn’t feel comfortable interacting in the tag cause it was full of zionists. it was also funny bc shitswiftiessay followed me immediately up until i stated my solidarity then they blocked me 🤣 soooooooo funny. so ive been pretty MIA until recently i got an ask abt jewishbarbies and that’s how im posting today :}

[utdrmv-confession-box]

Transcript: I feel like the sans au fans don't realize how much bigger their part of the Fandom is than people who are fans of soley undertale or other aus are. Like of course people are going to praise aus that focus on other characters more when you can't block or avoid sans aus in anyway. People who have never played the game itself and only interact with fan content make up a majority of the fan base so people are allowed to hype up less popular aus and complain about how little attention they get when sans aus are everywhere.

I have never liked a single post about the bad sanses I've blocked every version of the tag and anybody who post about them and I STILL see stuff about them when I'm trying to find undertale stuff. I've nothing against enjoyers of the bad sanses or whatever but aus like inverted fate and ts!underswap aren't getting praised because the creators/fans hate other aus their getting praised because their good aus that are a breath of fresh air when trying to find stuff that isn't soley about sans.

[jewishbarbies]

I keep seeing Swifties talk about how people are always rooting for her downfall and honestly as someone who was a fan of Taylor for the better part of a decade, that’s just not true. 

2006-2009 there was absolutely no hate towards her. She was just a lil country singer that if you liked her great if not then you just didn’t listen to her. 

2009 is when she became more of a household name because of the Kanye drama. And yes Taylor is successful in her own right but that moment changed the trajectory of her career and ultimately helped her career in the long run. Now this probably lead to her receiving some hate but truly not A LOT. 

I do remember a shift around 2010/2011 towards her where people would actively speak about how they didn’t like her but again nothing truly horrendous. 

I think 2012 when she made her transition into pop music was when people really started to get hate from the media and the general public. 

I also think if I remember correctly it was around 2011-2013 where if you were a fan of Taylor you would be BULLIED for it. And I mean BULLIED. 

2014 was personally in my opinion the moment where most people started to get on the Taylor train and unfortunately this also means hate increases but again she was far more loved than hated. It wasn’t till the Kanye 2.0/Kim drama that made people turn on her. And they really turned on her. She went into hiding because of it. But in hindsight it was a snake emoji. I’m sure she disappeared for more of the embarrassment of the way Kanye spoke about her in his song and then his video. That was gross.

But she came back with Reputation and idk what happened here but it unlocked something in A LOT of her fans. This is where I started seeing a shift again with how the media and general public reacted to her. They were on her side. They were rooting for her. And that’s pretty much how it has been since. Plus the craziness of her fans has only escalated since 2016. 

The only minor shift in public perception I’ve seen is the last year or so. That is mostly due to over saturation or TS going against people’s personal morals. She’s had what two days or bad press and Swifties are saying she’s ones of the most hated celebrities. It’s just not true. Having genuine criticism over a public figure isn’t hate. Watching the way the media and her peers are talking about Taylor with constant praise (whether that’s genuine or fear of Swifties is another conversation) is so drastically different than what so many other stars have endured. 

Now I’m not saying that she hasn’t had hate and I’m not saying that she doesn’t deserve to be treated better because no one should have to go through bullying or hate of any kind. I’m more concerned and annoyed at the way Swifties treat her like a perpetual victim. When there are other stars that comparatively have it so much worse. 

Britney Spears. Miley Cyrus. Madonna. Michael Jackson. Justin Bieber. Basically any celebrity that was super famous in the 00s. Just to name a few that have endured genuinely some of the worst treatment a person in the industry could receive. 

I’m sorry this was so long. I really only came here to say that it’s infuriating that Swifties complain about the hate she gets when it’s not even that bad compared to some others and that most people are afraid to say anything bad against her because of how the Swifties act. 

[rogue-bard]

The only Aziraphale hate I see is when people complain about alleged Aziraphale hate. And it makes me just as miffed as seeing actual hate, so kindly stop tagging that shit or tag it with "negativity for ts" or something