#i used to really want to work in academia in general so that would.. might couldddd be a pretty good start

[martinskiseyes]

there is a chance for me to escape this shithole (8-4 corporate).. god i dont want to jinx it and im getting super stressed

[needtoloveoutloud]

Shadows Of Our Past, Present, and (possible) Future — Series

My Hero Academia — Female!OC Fan Fiction on AO3

Part One (Completed — 93k words):

The one where Shota Aizawa stumbles upon a back alley full of stray cats and ends up adopting a child

“Fine, then a cat? We both know how much you love those little furry…things.” At this, Shota paused the game and turned to the pushy blonde next to him. “I actually have considered that.” “And?” “And: also, no. It makes no sense.” Hizashi looked almost scandalized. “Makes no sense?” “I made a pro and contra list.” “Of course you did.”

When underground hero Shota Aizawa, twenty-two years old, is out on patrol one Friday evening, he doesn't expect that a single meow from a cat would lead him to find a homeless girl called Yoru. From then on, Yoru and Shota grow up together, make mistakes together, and try to overcome every obstacle life throws at them.

>> Read on AO3 <<

Part Two (Ongoing, regular updates — growing long fic — 359k words so far — READ PART 1 FIRST, PLEASE AND THANK YOU):

The one where Yoru Aizawa tries to navigate through life at U.A.

Two days after her fifteenth birthday, Yoru decides to drop the bomb on him. “I want to go to U.A.” “You want to go to U.A.” Her Dad puts the book he's been reading down on the glass balcony table.  “Yes, I want to go to U.A.” She slumps down on the outdoor couch next to him, grabbing the discarded book. “What are you reading?” ‘A Book of Five Rings by Miyamoto Musashi — The classic guide to strategy ’. She raises an eyebrow. “Reading that for fun, huh?” “Why do you want to go to U.A.? You never cared much about heroes. Besides Edgeshot, that is.” Yoru smirks up at him. “What, jealous?” “As if.” “You know, even if they sold Eraserhead posters, I wouldn’t hang them up. It would be super weird.” “Good to know where your loyalties lie.” He rolls his eyes. “Back to the topic at hand, why do you want to go to U.A.? Because Shinso wants to go?” “No.” Pause. “Okay, that may be part of it. But I’m serious. I’ve been thinking about it for a while now, and I really want to go.” “That might be so, but you still neglected to tell me why you want to attend there.” Yoru plays with her hair, noting how it’s time for another hair cut when she finds some splint ends. “I wanna be a hero.” Her Dad blinks. “A hero?” “Yes. Well, I want to help people and do some good with that shitty quirk of mine.”

When Yoru tells her Dad that she wants to attend U.A., she expects it to be a difficult path. She didn't expect all the awkwardness, blossoming friendships, confusing feelings, and near-death experiences, though.

>> Read on AO3 <<

Please heed the warnings/tags (TWs in the author's notes of chapters where they apply to).

Also: because someone asked this before - you can read it as a reader insert if you want. I don't mind at all. Feel free to imagine yourself as part of the story. Just know that Yoru (the OC) will have descriptions of her visual appearance.

This story is a mix of:

Slice of life

Hurt/Comfort

Angst/Fluff

Humor

Dadzawa

SLOW BURN Romance — Enemies to Lovers (Bakugo x Yoru)

SLOW BURN Romance — EraserMic (but it's a subtle slow burn)

Growing up, coming of age (hopefully lol)

Teenage awkwardness

Mixed media (pictures, music, chat screenshots (later on in Part 2), etc. — chat screenshots will always have the written text below, to make it accessible for visually impaired folks or people who use screen readers)

and more...

Author: NoBecksPleaseNo on AO3

Please don't copy or plagiarize the work, the character, the premise, etc. Also, no cross-posting anywhere, please and thank you.

Disclaimer: Yoru's image is AI generated and then edited/adjusted by the author. The other character images in the header are from Pinterest (besides the one of Present Mic/Midnight, that one's from the light novels) — unfortunately without a source. If you're the artist, and you're not okay with me using them, please message me and I will remove them. If you're the artist and are okay with me using them, please tell me, so I can credit you.

Besides the OC characters, I don't own any already existing characters from the My Hero Academia Universe — that honor belongs to Kohei Horikoshi.

[autumnmobile12]

My Hero Academia: AFO's Other Allies

Maybe it's just because I watched the first installment of Arcane S2, but something I think would have been a really cool plotline in My Hero is if other allies of AFO had been introduced. Not the Doctor or Gigantomachia who were clearly his loyal followers. I mean other villain overlords who were part of his inner circle. An inner circle that collapsed in his absence.

All Might kills AFO, the classic power vacuum opens up, the remaining villain overlords fight amongst each other for dominance in the new order and their individual greed and pride destroys what’s left of AFO’s influence.

I've already made another post expressing my skepticism that AFO rose to power and other villains just took that laying down. Somebody had to have looked at the crown and wanted it badly enough to take him on, crazy as it might have been. But every villain overlord has his/her/their generals, lieutenants, constituents, whatever you want to call them. Overhaul had his loyal Eight Bullets, after all, and Dark Might had the entire Gollini family.

Arcane: Silco had the Chem-Barons. Not exactly loyal followers, but they feared him too much to know they couldn't overpower him.

Harry Potter: Voldemort's Death Eaters. He was pretty pissed none of them tried to find him after his 'death.'

Castlevania: Dracula's Generals. Again, not a completely loyal group and were in the stages of forming a coup, but there was still that level of fear that kept them in line.

D. Gray Man: The Millennium Earl's Noah Clan. Definitely loyal followers as they do regard each other as family.

Fullmetal Alchemist: Father and the Seven Homunculi. Another makeshift family of a kind.

In all honestly, I guess there is a canon explanation for the lack of AFO's allies: He does say All Might took out several of his 'friends,' so I guess that could have been part of the strategy. Incapacitate the Demon Lord by cutting off his limbs first, then going for the head so to speak.

But think about how interesting it would have been for Shigaraki to have to go about winning the support of AFO's old allies instead of the MLA plotline. Or if Re-Destro had been a former ally of AFO who was no more impressed by the skinny, gamer nobody and his ragtag coterie than Gigantomachia was. Or if another one of AFO’s former followers was trying to win over the Doctor’s support and Garaki wanted them both to prove their worth. Maybe the old allies have gotten used to the new order, accepted the golden age of villainy has passed in spite of All Might’s retirement, and they just aren’t willing to gamble what little they managed to keep after AFO’s fall.

It's a very The Old vs The New theme if we're pitting AFO's former followers against the League of Villains, but I think it would have still fit the tone in mirroring the hero students working to surpass their own predecessors. It would have presented Shigaraki with a shrewd choice to make: Do I bother winning over the has-beens in hopes they have invaluable experience to offer or do I eliminate them and risk making mistakes they could have counseled me about?

[fluffywing-e-tarot]

Explain the Timeline

So my Hero academia. You know where 2 century ago Quirks Emerged and quickly became a dominant trait in human society. And I started thinking. How long did each holder of one for all hold onto the Quirk.

I started doing some calculations and we were short.

Like half a century Short. About 50 years unaccounted for.

Explain your calculations.

Let's gather what we know in approximately the order it's revealed in.

A baby of light was born 200 years ago

One for All is Yagi Toshinori's (All Might) Quirk there are Seven people before him that have held it.

Midoriya Izuku is the Ninth.

It has Stockpiled so much energy that one's body must be trained to hold it.

Yagi Toshinori has been an active hero in Japan for over 15 years (middle school midoriya) as The All Might's Japan debut was already Old News when Izuku was rewatching it.

Yuui Academia (UA ) is Toshinori's highschool. Also worked in American.

Yagi Toshinori master died in combat.

All for one is as old as the dawn of Quirks (aka 200)

Yoichi All for One's brother is that age. Thus the QUIRK is that age

Yagi Toshinori has been Number one almost his whole Japan career. He is close to 50 Years old

Shinomori Hikage died of old age at 40 he received it when he was 22. Cultivating it for 18 years. Having it for the longest time. Before All Might

All other users died before then.

Shimura Nana met yagi Toshinori while he was in Middle School.

Yoichi was rescued by Kudo and Bruce from a Vault.

Yoichi died by All for one's hand while fleeing with Kudo and Bruce.

Kudo was Targeted with the belief that Kudo Killed Yoichi.

Now we have some information let's do some math. There is some Head canon in here.

Let's say Yoichi died when he was 35

Kudo received noticing a small power holding onto it for close to 10 years as he's a wanted man.

Kudo and Bruce experimented with OFA during the time. Thus the time frame where he then Dies fighting AFO. The Hot potato has been passed.

Bruce figures he is probably also wanted so giving him 10 years is Generous

He finds and teaches Hikage about the Quirk before passing it and facing AFO.

Hikage held onto it for 18 years. He started to rapidly age gifting the Quirk to Banjo.

Banjo becomes or is a Hero he can hold his own so 15 years picking up the wet cat that was En training and giving the quirk to him before cracking the foundation that was AFO's power.

En holds onto it for 10 years as AFO knows the holder. Hero society has a foundation and is gaining traction.

Nana is selected. gaining a husband and kid while holding OFA . She meets Toshinori(11–15) Training him for the Quirk before her death. About 10 years

Toshinori has it for almost 40 years

Now if you add that all together

35+10+10+18+15+10+10+ 40 =143

That's me being generous and on the reasonable.

So they are either as saying we are in the second century of Quirks coming to being. Or I'm underestimated.

But I figured that I would inform you of what I think is an accurate estimate of how long each holder before Izuku would need to hold OFA for everything to be true

Yoichi is 56 when he dies.

Kudo holds OFA for 16 years

Bruce holds OFA for 16 years

Hikage hold OFA for 18 years

Banjo holds OFA for 16 years

En hold OFA for 16 years

Nana holds OFA for 16 years

Toshinori holds OFA for 46 years

Voila 200 years.

Yeah it's inaccurate with how the quirk works in the latter years. Another way would be if All for one used a youth quirk on Yoichi not giving him it. But using it on Yoichi. He's obsessed with keeping Yoichi so he could be anywhere between the 35 to 106 years old. It really shows you how much we know about Yoichi and All for One's relationship. And the beginning of the era of Quirks.

[itsjustlux]

Screw It, Tony Baddingham Analysis

Yes, I said I wasn't going to do a Rivals essay. Yes, I totally lied.

** TW for unhealthy power dynamics and discussions of ab*se/violence/violence towards women. Honestly, the man is just a walking warning, read accordingly **

Let's talk Tony. Because I can't help but be constantly intrigued by this simultaneously devastatingly sexy and utterly rizz-less (did I use that right? Kids these days...) sad wet cat creature.

He's relatable. Understandable. Someone who's been constantly put on the outs for being "new money". As someone who's spent her whole life trying to fit into academia and traditionally wealthy spaces and failing spectacularly, I understand that. And I understand the thought process that having enough money, and enough status will finally make it go away. They can't make fun of you if you're the one in control. If you're the one calling the shots.

I see Tony as a character fundamentally motivated by deep, deep insecurity. We don't know much about his childhood (season 2 I beg), but I would put a fair amount of money on him being the sort of traditionally bullied nerdy kid. The kind that starts out well-meaning, but eventually just fucking snaps. Tony is the kind of character determined to either make those around him fall in line or pay the price. When put through this lens, he just sort of looks like a child throwing a temper tantrum.

Because, while Tony's motivations come from a reasonable place, the actions he takes are so far out of the left field he blasts himself out of sympathetic morally grey dude territory straight into the land of big bad evil guys like a member of Team Rocket. See, it's Tony's continuous feeding of his bottled-up resentment and shame that fuel his ego and general shittiness. He is capable of being a decent human being. Everyone is capable of that, I think. But he's trapped himself in a cycle of rage and isolation. The more angry he gets, the more people will leave him. The more that happens, the more isolated and ashamed he becomes. The more that happens, the more angry he gets. It's a self-fulfilling prophecy.

It's why we get that sort of switching on and off of different personalities. That sad, wet cat creature I mentioned in the introduction? That's who Tony really is, underneath all his schemes. When you see that, you're seeing a genuine representation of what's going on inside his head. When he's angry and cruel, that's who he really is. Everything else is an act. Charming, confident Tony? A lie. Sweet, sympathetic Tony? A lie. Any time he needs something from someone, he puts on that charismatic personality. If he needs to draw them in, to pull them in closer so he can feel better about himself, he puts on an act. (Bonus points that DT is so good at what he does that it works on the audience, too)

The irony, of course, is that if any of that behavior was genuine, he'd probably have a hell of a lot of an easier time getting what he wants.

Oh and that last scene? Isn't that just the perfect epitome of all of this? Because it's a result of him trying and failing to pull in Cameron one final time, first with that false personality, and then with who he really is. And, of course, who he is is Not Great (TM), and she knows that. So, he's screwed from the outset. And she hits him with the goddamn trophy, the physical representation of what he's achieved. Proof that he can do more, that he is more than some misfit kid. Demonstrating once and for all that no, Tony. You will never be more than what you are. What you have always been. Even while your show plays in the background, even in your giant office, none of it matters. You have lost, and you will always lose. You will lose the girl, you will lose the company, you will lose the legacy. All of it.

So, now it's time for a little customary speculation. In the event he survives (and that's reliant on like...several factors so this all might be moot), I can see a few different directions for his character. Full disclosure, I haven't read the books. So, this is purely going off of the show and what they've put forward. There are a few places we know we're going to end up. Taggie/Rupert is endgame, Tony will 'lose' again in some fashion, and Cameron/Tony is pretty obviously done. The most likely scenario is that Tony will continue to lash out, and may become an even bigger threat now that he's heartbroken. Some grand final attempt to hurt his rivals, and then some final crushing defeat. I could also see them taking the route of a more obsessive Tony. Some Kilgrave vibes towards Cameron could be horrifying, but not unexpected. It would really push the question of how much he actually cares for her versus how much he thinks he cares for her. All of this keeping in mind he's probably going to have further conflicts with his wife, who's the only one who sees the real Tony and isn't scared off by it. Whatever happens, it'll be interesting.

I'll definitely be tuning in. ;)

[scholarlyshifter]

I finished studying for my exam today, so I am going to yap about my miraculous DR for a bit

Changes to canon I made:

Everyone is in 11th grade instead of 9th, so they are 16/17 instead of 14/15

French high schools don't have specialties so everyone will be at the same high school

The main 2 miraculous have a 3rd, the Phoenix, which symbolizes rebirth.

PEOPLE DON'T WEAR THE SAME OUTFIT EVERYDAY

It's real people, not a cartoon

teens use the same slang that I use

The Phoenix Miraculous:

The jewelry is a golden phoenix necklace (see center image above)

Kwami's name is Ember

Outfit, idk, it's generally phoenix themed with a skirt looking thing around the waist and my hair gets red, orange, and yellow streaks in it.

I receive it at the same time as Ladybug and Chat get theirs'

Symbolizes rebirth

The power is "Rekindle" which can repair a broken object to the state it would be most helpful in, so if it was broken originally it would be fixed to it's "like new" state or better; think fixing an old fridge but turning it to a smart fridge in the process.

In dire situations "Rekindle" can be used to bring an ally back to peak condition, so Ladybug would be able to do Lucky Charm again without detransforming, but using this can leave me exhausted and I might detransform faster than usual

I worked really hard on the wings so they get their own section:

20 feet/6 meter wingspan because that is what humans would need to fly

So they are massive, and closer to their base on my back they look more like embers, dark feathers with some streaks of red and orange

The upper edge is on the darker side, so still some embers and dark reds

They fade to a orange-yellow as they get closer to the ends of the feathers

Unlike Ladybug's yo-yo and Chat's staff the wings are actually attached to me so when I first transform I have to learn how to balance with them and control them separately

Flight is finicky at first but after a month or so of consistent practice I am able to fly myself easily and carry one of my partners if necessary

The transformation into my superhero form is more intense and painful than the others' because I am literally growing 2 new limbs, and on my back where the wings grow out can be sore once I detransform

other than flight, my wings can be used as a shield, either for my partners or civilians

Can also launch feathers as projectiles but using this a lot with time for feathers to grow back can leave it difficult to fly

Generally there is a much steeper learning curve for me to use my wings, or even walk without falling over, than is is for Ladybug's yo-yo and Chat's staff

The painful transformation symbolizes the struggle and renewal that the Phoenix symbolizes

Me!:

I'm an orphan, let's get that out of the way, don't want to deal with parents

Instead of being in an orphanage or something, I live and work at a fire station

Because I have school I normally work nights, 2 nights on, 2 nights off, typically

Work both EMS and Fire

People at the fire house treat me like a daughter, and are fine with taking my shifts if I look like I am about to pass out or I ask them to

I live at the firehouse and have my own little dorm, it is built to house 4-6 people, normally college students or the like, but currently, and until I leave (never) they are all empty but mine

So, overall, I have good housing and a decent stipend

idk how to describe my style, but it's very cool

maybe if dark academia had a baby with a biker

I wear a lot of skirts and like doing my make up because I don't really do either of those in this reality and I want to

My first shift will be the first day of school aka the day I get my miraculous

People my age are either scared or attracted to me, or both

I had a glow up over summer as I started working at the firehouse and became for confident so not many people recognize me on the first day even if we've been in the same class since elementary school

I will be absolutely eating up my wolf cut and later on I dye red streaks or maybe a Narcissa Malfoy type thing

Little bit of angst, but unlike Mari and Adrien who become more confident when they transform, at first I am the opposite because I haven't mastered my wings

That is it for now

This song doesn't have anything to do with this but I really like it so:

[sarahjtv]

My Hero Academia Chapter 428 Spoiler Talk: Did Kohei Horikoshi Just Blueball Us???

So, that just happened, huh? Not a bad chapter by any means. It was a solid, slice-of-life-ish chapter that continues to give us our beloved Class 2-A kids some idea of how life is going to be like now that the war is over:

The chapter starts off where we left off 2 weeks ago with the new first-years (the new Class 1-A) fangirling over Shoto and Bakugo. Iida has to step in to stop the chaos while Bakugo and Shoto hide behind him like little kids using their big brother as a shield 😂! It's cool to know that our kids have fans now and seeing them as Senpai to new Kohais is a nice idea to think about. I also like that there's a panel of Shinsou in the class to remind all of us that he's part of the main group now.

There's also a tall 1st-year who is inspired by Deku and wants to be like him after seeing him fight in the war! I love that for him 💚! I don't think Deku's really had any fans outside his classmates before, so it's nice to see how people are looking up to him like how he looked up to All Might.

A little later, we see our Class 2-A working to help clean up the wreckage from the war with Fat Gum, Best Jeanist, and Edgeshot who FUCKING SURVIVED (BRO, HOW???) and is now just a big strand of string with a face and tiny string arms 😂😭! It's a funny visual for now, but Edgeshot says that he'll be better than ever hopefully which makes Bakugo show a wobbly, awkward smile 🧡.

I also love how much Bakugo has changed in general. It has been a slow, general progression, but it's clear that he's softening up and opening up more to the people around him. It's such great character development for him. I love this dude so much 🧡

It's also cool to see the kids work and use their Quirks to help clean up all the rubble. We've seen them do this a little before during the Provisional License Exam, but it's good to see it again because it's a good reminder that there's more to Hero work than just beating the bad guys and saving civilians. I can absolutely see how a lot of their Quirks can help out with clean-up duty, but I can't help but wonder how people like Jiro, Shinsou, and Kaminari use their Quirks though can already think of some ideas. Actually, Kaminari can restore power to towns and cities, but he can't use his Quirk to help pick up rubble.

The civilians and even the new Class 1-A kids come along and are more than willing to help clean up the mess too. The heroes are being trusted more again and then getting help from the people who they thought lost faith in them is a great sign for that bright future everyone hopes for. I also have high hopes for the new UA kids. They're already heroes in their own right by wanting to help during their first few days at the school. I also really like the look of the few new designs we get out of these kids. As expected of our mangaka!

Later that night, we are told that the students at UA aren't forced to stay at the dorms anymore, probably because things have calmed down after the war. This is good to hear because while I know the kids loved life at the dorms, I'm sure they missed their families too. I won't be surprised if some students in general decide to stay home for a while. I'm sure this also gives Horikoshi an excuse not to draw so many characters in one panel because god knows this man has his work cut out for him over the next 2-3 weeks.

The last couple of pages boil down to beautifully drawn panels of Ochako who's still keeping up that fake smile and optimistic façade and Izuku and Tsuyu worrying about her because something is CLEARLY wrong. Ochako does eventually break down remembering Himiko Toga and her fate. This chapter doesn't outright confirm nor deny what happened to Toga, but I'm pretty sure she's dead. I don't think Ochako would be this sad if Toga was alive in any capacity. It sucks because Toga had a change of heart in her final moments and I think she would have been given something of a second chance had she lived. But, maybe not because I don't know how society would really treat her if she was allowed to go out in public again. I would love for Toga to be alive, but I'm betting my gatcha money that she isn't... Still, this is a big loss for Ochako and I feel for her. I still can't help but feel we got blueballed on Toga's fate, though and I'm not sure how to really feel about that.

The final page shows us that Izuku used some embers of One For All to get to Ochako who's on the same hill back during the "We're Weird" conversation they had before the Final War. First off, Izuku bby 🥹💚. Second, this absolutely sets up Izuku and Ochako finally talking to each other since the Final War ended. I assume some kind of love confession is going to happen, but I'm not 100% sure because I don't know if now is a good time for that or not. Ochako definitely needs a shoulder to cry on and Izuku needs to talk to someone about what happened, so we'll have to see where things go from here.

Regardless, we have 2 chapters left and something has to happen before the end. It's going to be bittersweet next week though because we are getting the Cover and a Color Page in WSJ! These will be the last ones we get, so I hope they're special. Knowing Horikoshi, the art and coloring are going to be immaculate and I am going to cry happy tears for the next 2 weeks.

We will also get a 16-chapter tie-in chapter for the new You're Next movie by Yoko Akiyama, the mangaka for the spin-off Team Up Missions manga! I love her art so much! It's very similar to Horikoshi's, but the style and the coloring especially is so soft and cute! It's perfect for a slice-of-life-esque spin-off like TUM and she hasn't disappointed me yet. Plus, I'm 99% sure she did the manga tie-ins for the 2nd and 3rd movies too, so this was expected.

We're finally at the penultimate and final chapters of the series. I still can't believe it's ending. Just 2 weeks to go starting this Sunday.

[explorationsoftheid]

Autism: A Senior Perspective

Recently there was a post on here where someone was saying how everyone automatically hates us because of our autism. How they may act nice to our face, but trash talk us once we’re out of earshot. How everyone will abuse, even kill us, because they can’t stand our autism. I replied that they were just wrong about that. That everyone doesn’t automatically hate us.

The more I thought about it though, the more I saw this was an opportunity for those of us who are older and are autistic, to share our perspectives, our experiences. I think it might help those who are young to know what we went through, how we coped, how our lives have turned out. Most importantly that it can get better.

I’ll start:

I’m 62 years old. Looking back with what I know now it’s clear that I was definitely autistic as a child. Today, my teachers would have pressed to get me tested, but in the 1970s, well autism wasn’t on anyones radar. I doubt my parents would have gone along with that anyway. They were the, “Straighten up and do what you’re supposed to”, and “Boys don’t cry” attitude so common of their generation. I had significant trouble with social interactions, I stuttered, and fought like hell to not melt down in loud and overwhelming situations. Public school was unfortunately full of those. I liked procedure and process, there was a right way and a wrong way to do things and I would get upset if someone broke ‘the rules’. I would obsess over particular subjects. Actually I drove some of my teachers nuts. They would give me a writing assignment and I would turn in a top quality report, but I would have somehow twisted what they wanted into what I wanted to write about.

High School was very confusing. People started dating and going to dances, and all that. I kept asking, only half as a joke if I had missed a class or something because it was all so strange to me. I went off to University and really did well there. My grades weren’t good, (I had to work well over full time to afford to stay in school) but I loved academia. The order, the quiet of the library, being able to study a subject that I was totally onto because I had chosen it as my major. The people I worked with, at all of my jobs, grew to understand my ‘quirks’ and were fine with them. I only wish I hadn’t had to work so much. My middling grades meant that by the time I graduated, I was mentally exhausted, and didn’t qualify for Grad School.

So, I got a job and had to move across the country. There I met someone who I have spent the succeeding 36 years with. They understand me, accept that sometimes I’m a bit odd. Sometimes I react badly to things. Sometimes I just have to say no, and they roll with that.

So I’m now approaching retirement. In the last few years I finally figured out that autism was the reason for all the trouble I’ve had over the years. I’m not lazy, or dumb, or anything like that, I’m autistic. I’m neurodivergent, and that’s the way it is. The worst time frankly was in my childhood and my teens. Since then I’ve learned how to deal with the world. I’ve found people who like me for me, people I don’t have to mask or put on an act around. I’ve found other autistic people and am not the only one anymore. I figured out what jobs suited my talents, and limitations (Retail? No! Computer Wizard or someone who makes things work in the background? Yes!) I’m approaching retirement and honestly things are going pretty well now.

So fellow Autistic Seniors, (That is to say anyone that thinks of themselves as older than most), what was your experience living your life as an autistic person? How have things turned out for you? What advice would you give to children or teens that are struggling to cope?

[shibaincubus]

How to use data collections to level up

Researching how to level up in various directions is a good way to get a direction in how to change your life, how to glow up etc. But most of the time these resources just get liked, pinned, saved etc. and we forget these resources and just collect more without processing them.

A data collection is very helpful for getting to know yourself better through various learning experiences you've made, because you will not forget these ever and have a organised space to evaluate and make a analytical customised approach to levelling up.

EX: Hair

-> You want to improve your hair so you're collecting tips on how to heal your hair. Some of it works and some of it doesn't. You're trying to remember all the things that work for you and write some of it down. Since you do not want to loose the whole thing you still have everything saved. And the lines of helpful tips and unhelpful tips get blurred because not everything in one post is 100% for you .

Definition: What is data collecting generally

Data collection is a systematic process of gathering and measuring information on targeted variables to answer relevant questions and evaluate outcomes. This process is essential across various fields, including business, academia, and government, as it provides the foundational data needed for analysis and decision-making.

The steps of data collecting:

Decide what data to gather

Establish a deadline for data collection

Select a data collection method

Gather information

Examine your information

creating a data collection to level up

-> Organising

In the first step we are organising our saved recourses. This makes us aware of what we really need to collect. This means we are categorically looking for every post that you've saved and decide if it's important, only a bit is important or it is not important/other posts have the same/better points.

I would also make categories in a notes app. This could be notion, the mobile notes app, word, in a notebook etc. It's about what you prefer.

EX: Categories: Study techniques, Glow up, fashion tips/inspo, - finances etc.

-> Evaluating

After organising your resources you should categorise them in the categories that you created and just put a link to the Original post inside in your notes at first.

They are a reminder for what value a post gives when you're having a break.

Then you go to each post and look what tips etc. you truly like and want to apply to yourself.

After analysing a post you're deleting the link and paste the information in the right category.

-> Examining

Now you have a lot of individual tips in a category but they are not sorted.

To sort them you can look in what phase they are.

EX: Improving your studies

In studying and getting better marks there are 4 phases

before school

in school

after school

exam season

Each one of these phases has different needs for you to level up different processes.

So these would be undercategories in which you sort your collected tips in.

Now you have a starters data collection.

-> Planning and Consistency

Especially in the start you have essentially just collected tips that might work for you but the real essential data is not defined yet.

data is what 100% works for you and levels you up in one category.

So the best approach to extract this data is to systematically try out all the tips that you collected in your starter data collection. Highlight those who help you and delete those who doesn't.

[drdemonprince]

Do you worry about being so open about your sex life under the same name you use professionally? How did you settle on your current approach to talking about kink/fetishism publicly?

That's my question. Below is some background but feel free to ignore it.

I'm asking because, like many people, my kinks are integral to my sense of self and engaging in BDSM has been significant for my psychological wellbeing. I don't like keeping these important aspects of myself separate from the rest of my life and I'm jealous of the people I meet at munches who share openly kinky stuff on their regular Instagrams. But I also have relatives on all of my socials, including a few adult family members who take any opportunity to create drama or get on their high horses, and teenage cousins who obviously shouldn't be given information about my sex life.

I like using social media to connect with people, and it feels harder to do that when big parts of me are walled off. I'm so worried about sharing anything 'inappropriate' that I'm only presenting this bland, watered down version of myself and it makes me feel alienated. Making side accounts is one option, but it feels like compartmentalising and involves more 'personal brand' management than I care to juggle.

That's without even touching on in-person disclosures. How do I embrace these aspects of myself without acting like they're shameful, but also without being obnoxious or unfair on other people who might not want to know?

I know "authenticity" can be an unattainable ideal, especially on social media platforms that necessitate curation, but I do want to stop tying myself in so many knots over this (in the figurative, unsexy way).

Sorry for venting in your askbox.

Yeah, I have a lot of thoughts on this.

I don't worry about the potential of my speaking openly about my sex life ruining my professional life because I hate my professional life and professionalism in nearly all forms. I have nothing but contempt for the academy, social psychology, my employer, the publishing industry, 99% of the organizations that hire me to provide workshops, and a decent-sized subset of my readers who are of the more liberal end of things. Alienating myself from these institutions and people and making myself incompatible with their viewpoints feels as necessary to me as breathing air.

when I was very young I was concerned with making myself palatable to academia and shucking off everything that was unprofessional and hillbillyish and childish and weird about me, but then I learned what success within the academy really entailed. I heard faculty members shrug and say they "didn't really care" about the topics they were studying (topics like racism, sexism, transphobia, etc) and were just publishing work on these subjects to further their own careers. I was trained to use questionable research protocols that generated false positives and specious results. Nearly all the research that I worked on for three years of undergrad and five years of graduate school would eventually be discredited due to failure to replicate. And I realized that I was being taken advantage of all the while, mined for cheap labor on meaningless projects that meant nothing scientifically, making $14k a year in a field where there were no future job prospects.

by the time i finished my PhD I knew that I wanted to be nothing like the people that had trained me and taken advantage of me, and that I had useless skills in a dying field. I was plenty happy to cut the shit by then and be real about who I was, what I believed, and what was and wasn't a virtuous use of my time. This only became more pronounced after I was screwed over by even more employers as a part-time instructor, and then finally hired full-time in a department that was doing good work, but which was constantly getting undercut by those in higher up administrative positions.

My entire career I have essentially been daring people to fire me and they never seem to do it. No matter how much shit I talk about the university and my profession and no matter how much I bear about myself, I just keep getting rewarded for it and allowed to float along relatively unbothered. There's a power in having a lot of audacity. I am not ashamed of who I am and I don't worry about how my employer and colleagues see me because as a whole I have zero respect for any of them or their opinions. (I have some individual coworkers who are great! but they dont represent Psychology or Academia as a whole or its values. my coworker friends are supportive of my freaky trans kinky self).

It's much the same dynamic in my family. I have no respect for the majority of people in my family and I don't concern myself with how they might react to the things I have to say. When I first started writing openly about Autism some relatives found it deeply offensive and talked a lot of shit about me behind my back, saying that I was embarassing all of them by associating us with a disability they found shameful, but my mom communicated to those relatives in no uncertain terms that I was gonna just keep doing whatever the fuck I wanted and they'd have to find some way to deal with it.

My mom had already learned that about me firsthand. I complain about her sometimes but I do have immense gratitude to her for just accepting who I am, even if there are elements of it she can't understand and probably does not feel good about. She learned a long long time ago that I was on my own separate planet and that there was nothing she could do to stop me from running my mouth and living my life, and I'm thankful to her for that. My actions have set the tone with my family pretty clearly: i came out as trans publicly before I told them, I started hormones and changed my name/gender marker without consulting them and then told them it was a fact already and they'd need to get in line. I approach most things about myself that others might take issue with in the same way: it's a fact, it's fucking happening, and you can't tell me shit about it that is going to keep me from doing it. and if you're too much of a dick about it I might end up writing about you in a book or essay so watch out, I guess.

That sounds more vindicitive than how I actually feel most of the time, of course. I just don't think about the opinions of people I don't respect. I care about what my friends think of me, and the people I look up to, and I try to rise to a level that is worthy of them. And of course I do experience fear of ostacism and failure in those respects and have not always coped with it in a confident, principled way. But with my aunts and uncles or my boss? Fuck them. I have no desire to win their approval because I've seen what they approve of and it sucks.

All of this is possible because I am not financially reliant upon my family, of course, and because if I lose my job I would have a back-up plan. I've always done freelancing and side writing gigs, even back when I was a part-timer with really insecure teaching jobs, and so the loss of any one position has never felt that catastrophic to me. I was already released by my PhD program into economically shaky ground and I never had a prayer of having a successful tenure track academic "career", so I'm not afraid of losing that. that's already gone. I feel generally pretty confident in my ability to scratch by making a living doing this or that even if somebody fires me, and I won't have to ask relatives for money so it really does not matter if I alienate any of them. that is an IMMENSE PRIVILEGE and someone not in that position shouldn't compare themselves to me or expect themselves to have that same degree of confidence. sometimes you have to just keep your head down to survive and there's no shame in that either.

as for the question about "authenticity" as an idealized end state and how to reconcile it with social media, here are some of my thoughts: it's not authenticity if it is focused on how other people interpret you. authenticity is letting go of trying to manage what other people think about you. that means you dont ever have to broadcast everything about yourself to the public or on social media, you dont ever have to share something that you dont want to, the pursuit of being perfectly understood is one that will never be fulfilled and there is no need to make oneself unnecessarily vulnerable just for the sake of appealing to people who might not ever understand and accept you anyway. authenticity is more about an energy than about revealment. it's an energy of self acceptance, not necessarily self love, and it's not something that one broadcasts, it's something one cultivates by developing secure, supportive relationships, improving one's self knowledge, and by working through one's baggage.

[littlesparklight]

Are there any good books (preferably non-fiction but idm fiction recs) about Paris and/or Helen you would recommend for someone wanting to dive more into the mythology of each?

Haha you're only getting non-fiction because I'm so picky about fiction when it comes to Greek myth I've barely read any at all. So I'll give you some of my favourite academia! Anything that isn't a book is a paper you can read for free either on academia.edu or on Jstor (the latter with a free account). Or, you know, getting it in some other way just like with the books /cough

Helen of Troy: Beauty, Myth, Devastation by Ruby Blondell - SO good (some reviewers feel the Odyssey chapter is lacking,); it's obviously about Helen mostly haha but Paris gets solid mentions in the first couple chapters and scattered ones throughout. Depending on the edition you get, it might or might not have a chapter/paper titled Bitch That I Am: Self-Blame and Self-Assertion in the Iliad ; I recommend this one too, and it can be read on Jstor.

The Body as Argument: Helen in Four Greek Texts by Nancy Worman - really interesting, especially for the Iliad and Sappho 16 sections. On Jstor.

Image, Text, and Story in the Recovery of Helen by Guy Hedreen - he goes through this really systematically! Obviously, nothing about Paris here, but it's definitely a good look at the part of Helen's story that has to do with her being reclaimed by Menelaos. On JStor.

Helen's "Judgment of Paris" and Greek Marriage Ritual in Sappho 16 by Eric Dodson-Robinson - Sappho 16 my beloved. Anyway, it was a while since I read this one, but I remember liking it, and it goes into Helen as subject. Can be found on Jstor, Academia, or downloaded from the university itself!

Aspects of Effeminacy and Masculinity in the Iliad by Christopher Ransom - If you start reading about Homeric masculinity, you'll very soon notice there often comes a line similar to something like this: "but Paris is not that". And if you want to, like, read some actual exploration of how/why Paris is not that and what that means, they will not provide it! This is where Ransom comes in; he walks through the Iliad and all the ways Paris deviates from normative Iliadic (and general ancient Greek) masculinity. Very good paper. On Academia.

Artistic and Literary Representations of the Judgement of Paris in Antiquity by Cristian Mancilla - this is an unpublished thesis and you'll have to google search for it but it's downloadable from the university. If you're interested in the Judgment, this is where to go!

Euripides and the Judgement of Paris by T.C.W. Stinton - you'll probably have to borrow this book from a library? (I got it second hand from a second hand bookstore not even in my country lol) But it's one of those works that gets referenced very often and laid a lot of ground. Is not actually only about Euripides' versions/use of Paris.

Paris in the Epic Tradition by Roberto Nickel - another unpublished thesis, so google search title+author. If you're interested in a (speculative but grounded in the Iliad) discussion of what Paris' character might have been like in earlier times, this is where to go. Nickel explores (but is certainly not the one to have thought of) the possibility of Paris once having had basically both his and Hektor's characteristics in the Trojan War story.

Some general recs:

Listening for the Plot: The Role of Desire in the Iliad's Narrative by Rachel Hart Lesser - this one is now also a published book! (As Desire in the Iliad: the Force That Moves the Epic and Its Audience.) But having compared them, I like the unpublished thesis a little better, personally (certain sections/discussions I liked very much have been restated in a more restricted way in the published book, or otherwise gets less obvious).

Inventing the Barbarian: Greek Self-Definition Through Tragedy by Edith Hall - This one can fit for a Paris rec as well because Paris is a focus thanks to being the "patient zero" and the prime exemplar of the "eastern effeminate barbarian" which is part of what Hall discusses. Very good/interesting book! Go be a pirate about it or download it on Hall's own site, no piracy necessary.

The Iliad: A Commentary by G.S. Kirk (and other authors attached to the volumes past vol. 2) - if you want a commentary, I really like this one, and in terms of Paris and Helen, obviously checking out the volumes that contain the books they appear in is interesting and useful!

[fanhackers]

On Thirsty Audiences

Dramatic literature and theatre is my first field: though I was a fan before I was anything else, I wasn’t a fan studies scholar till later in my career.  But, like many academics, my interest in the subjects I’ve studied borders on fannish interest, and so theatre is one of my fandoms.

Kirsty Sedgwick is a major figure in audience studies, and she’s recently crossed over from academia into more general public intellectual spaces with her latest book, On Being Unreasonable: Breaking the Rules and Making Things Better (Faber & Faber, 2023.)  There’s always been an overlap between fan studies and audience studies, and Sedgwick is a scholar of theatre audiences. Her work frequently questions the rules (explicit and implicit) of being an audience member and asks who those rules exclude: for instance, mothers with small children. In her 2018 book, The Reasonable Audience: Theatre Etiquette, Behaviour Policing, and the Live Performance Experience, Sedwick talks about the ways in which behavior standards can be sexist, racist, ableist, and otherwise exclusionary of the very diversity of audience members that theatre-makers claim that they want to attract.

I thought that I would highlight a different essay from Sedgwick’s oeuvre: 2018’s “How can we talk about ‘thirst’ in theatre?” written for Exeunt magazine.  In it, Sedgwick talks about the ways in which women are seen to enjoy theatre for the “wrong” reasons, stinking up lobbies with their love of Benedict Cumberbatch or Hugh Jackman or Tom Hiddleston or Kit Harrington. Sedgwick describes how  “the fear of female audiences reached its peak recently in the handsome-celebrities-onstage trend – like when the theatresphere nervously anticipated how swarms of Benedict Cumberbatch fans might ruin the star’s 2015 Hamlet with their tardiness and addiction to instagram, or when Tom Hiddleston’s fans were criticized for “colonizing the pavement” after Coriolanus.  Sedgwick argues that “the real mystery is how theatres have been able to get away for so long with using the desires of girls to fill their seats while simultaneously shaming them for it.“ 

Sedgwick also argues that not all forms of thirst are equal, and that while male thirst can be dangerous because of how it keeps women down, “female thirst almost always operates to build men up.” In particular, she cites the ways in which fans work to “give underappreciated actors of colour the attention they deserve.” She quotes Bim Adewunmi and Nichole Perkins of the Thirst Aid Kit podcast talking about John Cho.  The podcasters explain that:

“every time we saw him, we’d say, ‘Oh my gosh, he’s so amazing, he’s so hot.’ We really wanted to give him some shine. We see you–not just because you’re beautiful, but because we see what you’re doing on and off screen, and we want to amplify that.” 

Sedgwick concludes that “If male thirst simplifies women to bits of flesh, then female thirst tends to be all about fleshing out the person inside,” and concludes that thirst can be radical. The whole article is worth a read, as is much of Sedgwick’s other work.

–Francesca Coppa, Fanhackers volunteer

[zia-saturn]

Verbal. [Oneshot]

Summary: What happens when you have the most steamy, lewd, and passionate phone sex with one of the most notorious villains to step foot on this earth?

Villain!All Might/Reader

18+ readers only

❌MDNI❌

[DISCLAIMER: The characters respectfully belongs to the creator of 僕のヒーローアカデミア Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia, Kohei Horikoshi.

All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of the respective owners. The author of the fanfiction is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any previously copyrighted material. No copyright infringement is intended.]

MATURE CONTENT WARNING:

This fanfiction is intended for mature audiences only.

This story contains explicit adult sexual content. If you are easily offended or are under the age of 18, please leave now. Reader discretion is advised.

•••°°°°••••°°°°••••

As the seconds turned to minutes…

And as the minutes turned to hours…

Your work day seemed to drag on endlessly. You made it a habit to check your phone for the time repeatedly. A few instances, you assumed that the clock was broken. It did not help that the summer season brought upon the worst bout of humidity across the city. Most of the air conditioning units had to be prepared due to over exertion of energy that it generated.

So that meant that most of the employees were stuck dealing with a small rotating fan for the time being.

You just had to grin and bear the heat. Hydration was also important. You made sure that you had a nice tall water bottle supplied on your desk. Your coworkers utilized spare stacks of paper, empty binders and folders to construct makeshift handheld fans.

‘Oh happy fucking day! The best time for the goddamn a/c to go down.’ That snarky side of you wanted to bellow that sentence out loud to everyone in the office but you decided to keep your tongue in check. It would cause unnecessary drama as well as unnecessary arguments. Also, you did not have the mental fortitude to deal with anyone’s bullshit, especially on that day.

Your phone buzzed inside of your pocket. Stealthily, you pulled out your phone to check who was calling. A new text message arrived. It was from Toshinori. You were taken aback. You haven't heard from the man in over six months.

The reason for the break was because he became possessive over time and before things escalated, you told him that you needed some time for yourself. You made it clear from the beginning that things between you and him were strictly casual and sexual. On the outside, he appeared to be calm, almost stoic. However, how Toshi felt on the inside was a completely different story. He did not want to part ways with you, not even for a second. His blood boiled at just the mere thought of another man even looking at you let alone touch you. His mind played many scenarios of different ways of crushing the skull of any unfortunate man that had the displeasure of crossing his path.

TOSHI [7:02 P.M.]: So wet…

You could feel yourself growing slick in between your folds. 'Damn it…’ Your thumb managed to rapidly type out a quick reply to him all the while making sure that no one saw you on your phone. So far, the other's were preoccupied with their own tasks so you were in the clear for now.

YOU [7:03 P.M.]: Do you have to do this right now?

TOSHI [7:06 P.M.]: Leaking off of the tip. I've been waiting for you all day.

YOU [7:07 P.M.]: Are you really going to start with me right now? I'm at work.

TOSHI [7:10 P.M.]: I could really use those pretty lips of yours right now.

YOU [7:12 P.M.]: I don't think this is the appropriate time. I'm very busy at the moment.

There was a dull thumping sensation that resonated around your upper thighs.

TOSHI [7:15 P.M.]: Do you miss looking at it?

Then, he continued.

TOSHI [7:15 P.M.]: Touching it…

TOSHI [7:15 P.M.]: Licking it…

TOSHI [7:16 P.M.]: Because, I miss you doing all of those things with my dick.

YOU [7:17 P.M.]: You're making me wet. Please stop.

As Toshi was in the process of typing his next response, he could already feel the precum trickling down his shaft. He anticipated your response. Any response from you was a good response. He just craved to hear from you again.

TOSHI [7:20 P.M.]: I wish you could see all of the precum I just dripped for you.

You clamped your thighs tighter together, feeling your nether lips growing slick. You wished he ceased with his constant attempts at seducing you. Then, you squeezed your pelvic muscles in hopes of satiating that dull pulse in between your thighs.

YOU [7:23 P.M.]: Stop it, please. You're going to make me drip right onto my chair.

It was a good thing that your office chair was a leather one.

Your mind wandered around your desk and cubicle for an object that had a phallic shape to it. All of your toys were stored away in your drawers back at your apartment.

YOU [7:24 P.M.]: Not now. Just stop. I can't do this.

You hoped your last message made your point clear. The phone was silent for about five minutes.

Finally, a sense of relief came over you until another chime sounded off, notifying you that a new message arrived.

With much annoyance, you rolled your eyes and quickly glossed over the notification on the screen. It was at that moment you noticed a short video clip was attached to said message. With piqued curiosity, you tapped your thumb on it.

The title of the file showed a black screen before a short ten second clip proceeded to play. Your mouth watered at how long and glossy his cock looked underneath the dull bedroom light.

Once the video played, the first thing you saw was one of his large hands grip his thick pulsating dick. It was so long and the veins around the shaft were visible. "Damn, (name). Are you going to leave me alone and hard like this?" Your blond hulk of a lover rumbled out a groan from deep within his chest. That huge hand worked himself till he was unbelievably slick with his own pre-cum.

Opening up that video file was a very huge mistake on your part.

'Oh…God…Damnit…'

Heat rose in your cheeks before the sensation slowly tingled across the rest of your skin. Your nether lips grew slick.

He was adamant on making you feel hot and bothered right in the middle of your work shift. That plan was accomplished.

A moist rush pushed out of you and directly into your panties, immediately soaking the fabric.

'Shit…' Immediately, you snapped your thighs together shut. Damn him for trying to get you worked up inside of your office cubicle! So evil. So very evil.

How would that look if the people at your job saw you watching something that resembled porn? You cursed the clock because there were two hours left in your daily shift. It was two hours too long.

You rubbed your thighs together. The wetness remained along with the friction. Toshi was one of the few men that had that effect over you.

The frightening musclebound blond who towered over most people was your boy toy. A very intimidating one but a boy toy nonetheless.

The urge to get yourself off grew stronger by the second. That urge kept nagging at you over and over and you had him to thank. Once you reunited with him, he would get an earful from you.

You stood up from your chair and mumbled to the others that you would be in the restroom for a couple of minutes. “I'll be right back."

•••°°°°••••°°°°••••

The wet friction between your legs grew intense by the second. The trip to the bathroom felt like forever. Once, you shuffled yourself inside, you parked yourself in front of the mirror and sink. The coast was clear. There was no one around.

You took your left hand and lifted your skirt. Then, you stretched the fabric of your panties before you plugged your pussy with your index and middle finger. You were trying to simulate and imagine yourself getting fucked by Toshi.

Your trembling right hand reached over to your phone to tap a response text to his video.

YOU [7:34 P.M.]: I'm in the bathroom right now. I'm fucking myself. Don't have much time though…

That's when you decided to do a bit of edging yourself. You played the rest of the video footage on your phone and allowed your wildest imagination to take over from that point on.

Toshi's pre-cum made his cock look so deliciously glossy. It was so fucking gorgeous.

And those veins…

You could almost feel his veins caress your walls every time he gave your pussy slow satisfying strokes.

You would go crazy if you had the opportunity to massage his pre-cum all over his cock.

You tried to give yourself a few good pumps just to give yourself a bit more edge to the feeling. You wanted to feel like you were on the brink of cumming.

During the remainder of the video, the giant blond moaned while delivering long teasing strokes up and down on his cock. He kept groaning out your name in hunger and lust, repeatedly wishing you were there with him…

Riding him…

Sucking him…

"Yeah! Put it in me, baby. Come on." Your lustful whispers reverberated and echoed off the bathroom walls.

"Faster, baby. Faster. Work that dick faster for me…" Your fingers rapidly pounded in and out of you. You bent over as if he was behind you, ramming in and out of your dripping pussy. You knew how he liked you positioned.

You were so tempted to grab your camera phone and film yourself pleasuring your pussy with one of your favorite dildos. You were at a perfect angle to show everything.

Suddenly, the door knob clicked and turned. The sound instantly shattered and ruined that lust fueled haze that entranced you. A woman nonchalantly entered the bathroom. You stumbled a bit as you tried to fix your panties and skirt in place. Then, you turned on the faucet to wash your hands before trotting yourself out of the bathroom.

As you walked down the hallway, you typed another text out to him.

YOU [7:40 P.M.] Can you at least wait for me a little while longer? I’ll be home in two hours.

YOU [7:41 P.M.] Do me a favor and stay hard for me. Can you do that?

•••°°°°••••°°°°••••

The day was finally over. You sighed in relief, quickly trotting towards your car that was located in the parking garage.

The fabric of your panties was completely soaked by the time you reached the parking lot. Your mind kept drifting to the image of Toshi's cock…

and how hard it was…

Toshi edged himself for a couple of hours. But, he wanted to save his entire load just for you.

TOSHI [10:05 P.M.]: Where are you, baby girl?

You tried to clock out of work as fast as you could so you could finally get some space to yourself. The inside of your car would suffice for the time being.

YOU [10:10 P.M.]: I want to make myself cream in my car. Should I do it?

You were eager for Toshi's answer.

TOSHI [10:12 P.M.]: No. You're not allowed. I want you to wait like you've made me wait because it's only fair. Get your ass home now.

YOU [10:13 P.M.]: Fuck you!

TOSHI [10:14 P.M.]: You will soon.

YOU [10:16 P.M.]: It's not fair what you're doing to me. I don't think I can take it anymore. I want to touch myself but you won't let me.

TOSHI [10:18 P.M.]: Frustrated, are we? Well, the sooner you get home, the sooner you can get the opportunity to make your pussy feel good. To give her what she needs.

YOU [10:19 P.M.]: Fine. I'll be there in a few minutes.

Stuffing your phone back in your purse, you mumbled under your breath before starting your car.

•••°°°°••••°°°°••••

Once you reached home, you headed directly to your bedroom. Your purse, coat and outfit was thrown into heaps on the floor. That throbbing wet pussy of yours was screaming at you to touch it. Your clit was stiff and quite sensitive.

Both of your breasts billowed from the top of your bra when you pulled it down. Your nipples were already hard like pebbles.

Having a long phone sex session was the thing you needed after a long, hot day at work. The humidity made the ambiance easier to feel.

You grabbed your cell phone and called Toshi.

Toshi's deep voice could be heard on the other line when he answered "Hey Baby. Are you home?"

You giggled into the phone, "Yeah, I'm home now." The bed felt so warm and inviting when you crawled on top of it.

"You know, you really shouldn't distract me on the job. I could hardly concentrate." You were in the constant state of arousal during the remaining hours of your shift.

As soon as Toshi heard your voice, his cock felt an immediate rush of excitement. It was evident by the amount of precum oozing from his tip.

"Are you alone right now?" Toshi asked you.

You sighed in bliss, flicking your stiff clit in between your fingers. "Yes. I am."

"Good." He groaned and pumped his wet and slippery cock in his huge palm. "Take those panties off and get comfortable."

You already slid your panties down before he even asked you to do so. You knew what was about to happen.

Finally, your pussy was free and open for pleasure. You were still dripping after all this time. You knew what you needed and he knew too. You would help him get there too.

Toshi chuckled quietly, "I miss you so fucking much."

"I miss fucking you." You giggled at your own sly rearrangement of his words.

"Cute." He quietly snorted under his breath. "What do you miss about fucking me?"

"I miss the way your muscles flex…"

"I miss how huge your cock is when I suck it.”

"Your thick cock in my pussy.”

"The way you would gasp and grunt my name when you stroke yourself into my tight little pussy." You rubbed slow circles around your clit, feeling your lips leaking out your secretions slowly.

One time, the hulking blond man rapidly and mercilessly drilled your pussy on top of the kitchen table, shooting his load inside your womb. Then, bent you over to drill you from behind and splash his seed all over your bare ass cheeks. You had his cum trickling down your cheeks and it joined the oozing passage that was your pussy. He basically used your body to jerk himself off and it turned you on to be dominated and used in such a way.

Good times.

You had the urge to fuck yourself with one of your silicone dildos. You reached into your draws to retrieve a very precious device of yours. "There you are." You giggled as your eyes were greeted by the visual of your crimson silicon dildo. It was about seven inches with a ribbed texture so your walls can feel stimulated every time you fucked your pussy with it.

It was Toshi's turn to share his filthy thoughts to you. "I miss the way you sound. The way you smell. The way you taste. I want to lick you and taste your sweet nectar on my tongue."

The way he used his tongue to pleasure your pussy made you fall apart each and every time.

"I love sucking on your pretty clit. I want you to squirt in my mouth. Your pussy is heaven to me."

Toshinori was the only man who knew how to satisfy you in many ways. You used him as a vessel to unleash every dirty, nasty and outrageous fantasy that you have stored in your mind, time and time again. He wanted to spoil his favorite girl absolutely rotten. He may be the symbol of chaos and destruction but, when it came to you, he had a very soft spot for you.

"I'm about to use my dildo." You told him through groans.

"Which one do you have?" He familiarized himself with your assortment of toys during the time that he spent with you. There were some replacements that were made along the way.

"The red one." You coyly answered him. The red one was a sleek yet durable one that had three settings of intensity with its built in vibrations. The highest setting made you squirt within a matter of seconds. You took one of your towels and placed it beneath where you lay just in case things got a bit wet and wild.

"My favorite." Toshi purred.

"But, nothing could replace you." It was true. Nothing could compare to what the blond villain had to offer you, which was why you kept him on the hook for so long.

Your walls expanded as if it was awaiting the arrival of something huge to glide in. "I'm so open for you. I'm ready…" You gulped. "For your huge cock to go inside of me."

Incoming.

"Oh fuck." Air hitched into your lungs as you twirled the tip of your dildo around your pussy opening. Your nether lips parted once the tip made contact there, sawing up and down. Then, you teased your clit by tapping the tip of the dildo onto it. This was how he loved to tease you. You tried to replicate his actions upon yourself, wishing he was here with you. "I want to fuck myself right now. May I? Please? I can't wait. I'm ready for your big cock."

Toshi gave you permission to proceed. "Go ahead and glide it into that eager pussy if you wish." His thumb swirled around his tip, listening closely.

"Mmmmm…Thank you."

He barely got the last word out and you had the toy pushed into you, the entire thing.

-Schlip-

"Do you hear that?" You picked up the phone and placed it a couple of centimeters from your warmth.

"That's what I love to hear.” Toshi responded and licked his hand before jerking his dick. "It sounds so good going inside of you." Toshi’s hand pumped up his shaft. A couple of drops of pre-cum dribbled down slowly.

"Do you have your legs spread wide for me, sweetheart?"

"Of course I do. My legs are always open for you."

"Are you fucking yourself for me? I can hear you loud and clear on the other end. Hold the phone to your pussy so I can hear how wet you are.” Toshi ordered you.

You placed your phone near your pussy with one hand while thrusting your dildo with the other. You made sure the microphone/speaker could pick up on those lewd sounds that came out of you. The sounds were so sticky and sloppy, just the way he liked it.

"Delicious. You're such a good girl. How long have you been wet for."

"I wish you could see how wet I am."

The slow intrusion jolted the right nerves, just in time to make you drip a bit more. "Damn, baby! I feel so good right now…"

"Oh my." You took a good look at yourself. It looked so tasty and ready to be caressed and teased. He could only imagine.

Toshi's palm was completely soaked with the clear fluids of his pre-cum. "I wish that you could sit on my face so I can taste your sweet honey." He gave his huge sac a firm tug before returning to his shaft. His balls were so fucking full.

Your body jolted by the memories of him using his skillful tongue to make you see stars.

"Your pussy is amazing. I really want to lick your sweet pussy right now. Sit your pretty self on my face and let me make you scream with my tongue."

“I always love how you would work your tongue on me. I can feel you right now. I'm rubbing my toy in between my folds. My pussy is open and waiting for you. Make me want it. Make me beg for it. Don't let me have you too soon. I want you to tease me.” You cranked the notch up on your device, feeling the intensity jolting your clit.

"Oh shit." You plunged the toy deep in once more. "Oh fuck." Your pussy loved the sensations that the toy offered. "This hits my fucking spot every time."

"Work that dildo in your pussy like the good little slut you are." So much of Toshi's pre-cum dripped onto his floor. He was so wet.

He had your undivided attention and you would not stop until your man was growling and cursing in total ecstasy. The hulking blond can be such a screamer whenever he fucks and cums. You felt so proud that you had the ability to make him yell during sex.

You cupped a handful of one of your breasts. Your nipples were still hard. "Why are you doing this to me? Why are you trying to make me addicted to you all over again?" Those plump, soft lips of yours gave that nipple a soft suck. Then, it was given a long lick that was so tender and loving. Sucking your own tits always turns you on. He absolutely loved watching you play with your soft breasts.

“I would love to feel your large hands squeezing my tits.”

"I bet you look so good doing it. I love sucking on your breasts. Are those nipples hard?"

"Yes. They are. I need to suck your dick, baby. I need to suck it now."

There was nothing you would rather do than to have his veiny, throbbing cock in your mouth. Knelt in between his legs, bobbing your head back and forth, taste buds eager for his cum to jet into your mouth and down your throat. You would suck his dick anywhere and anytime he wanted. You could feel the velvety texture of his huge engorged sac dancing between your lips and tongue.

"You have no idea how much I want to suck you off right now. Splash all of that milk on my tongue."

"I can feel your soft lips around my dick right now. Can you stroke it for me and lick me up and down? Let me massage those walls with my cock. Just imagine the sensations of it stroking in and out.” His sharp canine teeth were bared when he hissed out. His body felt like it was heating up with all of the pleasure that radiated all over him. He kept reminding himself not to cum too soon. It proved to be impossible with the sounds you made and the words you said to him.

Your pussy could use a very good massage. For fifteen minutes. Half hour. Maybe two hours.

“I can just imagine you pounding my pussy with your big cock while I am underneath…On my knees…On Top of you…On the side of you. Fuck."

Your aching cunny was a creamy mess.

"I want to feel you in me. Can you slap my ass and pull my hair while you're pounding me from behind?"

"Anything for you, Doll.”

You stopped and placed your red dildo to the side only to replace it with a blue one with a smooth and sleek finish. "I want you to guess what I am doing now."

"What? Tell me, (name)."

"I'm going to ride the cock that you gave me for my birthday." You sat on your knees, spreading them apart slightly.

It was lovely and would go along well with the rest of your prized collection.

You aligned the tip with your opening before you sank onto it. It felt just as good as the first time you slid it inside of you. The instant the package was delivered to you, you were eager to try it out. The very moment you turned on the switch, it was game over for you.

It made you squirt a good few inches across the room. It almost hit your mirror. You swore, Toshi knew just the right size and speed to get you off in no time. You knew you had to show your own special way of appreciation for him.

You ceased the conversation for a moment to adjust yourself to a new position. You were about to ride your dildo as if you were riding your blond hunk of a lover. Then, you held your pretty toy vertically. "Are you still with me?"

"You know I am, baby." He licked his lips.

"Good. Because, I am going to ride you so hard." Your voice shook, feeling the dildo enter you.

He slapped his huge dick against his sculptured abdomen. “Be a good girl and fuck my cock.”

A tremble shook your body from the slow insertion of the tip. Everything felt more intense whenever you were on top riding a dick. You knew what was about to happen and you were more eager to continue. "Mmmmmm…so good…"

In it went but, not without a wet sound. You wanted to bounce so hard on that damn thing but you worried you might break the bed if you were to get too carried away. It took all of your willpower and discipline to take things slow. You did not know why you were in such a rush to get to climax. Maybe, it was because you haven't heard from Toshi for a while and you wanted to take this chance to get off with him. Even if it only meant hearing his voice over the phone.

You bounced your ass rapidly to get the sensation that he was drilling into you. “I’m going to ride you so hard, the bed would break.”

"Oooo. Shit. Keep talking." He roughly yanked on his dick, feeling his balls tighten.

You grabbed the bars of the headboard and bounced your hips faster. "You shouldn't send me such pictures while I'm at work. You could have gotten me in big trouble all because of your perverted ass." You scorned Toshinori with such playful sarcasm in your tone.

"I really had the urge to fuck myself in my cubicle. I almost came in the restroom but I was interrupted."

"Mmm~ You should have kept going, probably give her a show." His voice was deep with lust.

You needed more time and the proper space to touch your pussy in peace.

"Would you fuck yourself on the job if you were horny enough? How brave would you have to feel for you to do that?" He asked, rubbing his belly. The pre-cum dripped onto his stomach.

"Mmm~ I thought about it from time to time. I would have to feel pretty damn brave to do that. I mean, there are some cute guys and ladies at the office and I would love to give them a show. Perhaps, ride my toy cock like I'm riding it right now. I want you to arrive at my job. Let me bounce on your cock. You are going to have such a great time pleasing your cock with my hungry little fuck hole." You huffed, closing your eyes.

"Perhaps when I'm going balls deep in you, I will call your boss and your coworkers and have them listen to you get fucked."

You rolled your eyes. "Do you always have to go above and beyond with everything, huh?" You then giggled.

A small growl rumbled from deep within his chest. "Yes I do. I know which spots to touch.”

“Kiss…”

“Lick…”

“Suck…”

“Fuck…”

"Do you know whose pussy it is? It's mine. And you better not give it to anyone else. Otherwise, I'm going to have to punish you." He bit his bottom lip, feeling his whole body tense. The tip of his cock was so red.

"Do you love the way my pussy feels? Do you love the way I taste? Is it better than every dessert you've ever had?"

"You'll always be my favorite dessert. I can't wait to have a chance to taste you again."

"Well, you just keep saying all of the right things and I'm sure that you will."

"You know, I could be the one who can fuck you in the ass. I'll be the top and you'll be the bottom. You're allowed to select the size of my strap-on if you wish."

Toshi licked his lips at the thought of you dominating and pegging him. "You will look so fucking sexy if you do."

"Oh? Is that so? So, the big and bad All Smite has a secret craving for a huge dick?" You playfully tutted.

"Why does it have to be a secret? I enjoy dick from time to time." No one had a problem with it and if they did, they would not dare say it to his face. Not unless they enjoyed getting their spinal cord crushed like a blood and tissue slathered accordion.

Your imagination conjured up a scenario of your smaller body on top of his larger form, just thrusting your hips, charging that dildo in and out of his tight ass. Nice and tight, just the way you like it.

"I know your balls are so full."

"You're damn right they are. I haven't had a good cum in a long while."

"You know, you could have watched some porn if you were that eager to get yourself off."

"I know, but I'd rather have you in my bed instead. Even if I only get to hear your voice. You make me cum the hardest." He let out a long, deep exhale. The veins around his dick pulsated.

By this time, your nectar was trickling down your thighs. "Damn. I'm just flowing everywhere. This is what you do to me."

"Just move with me." His sultry groans came in sync with your moans. For the next five minutes, there was no talking, only sounds of raw passion towards each other.

"I hope your pussy is ready for what's about to come."

You were more than ready. You were ready since you initiated the phone call a half hour ago.

"It would really be a sight to see if you can cum all over your stomach."

Toshi slapped his cock onto his belly again. The tip was raging to shoot out semen all over it.

He gulped in a thick wad of air; the pleasurable little jolts had his cock throbbing. He was so damn close that he could just taste it.

"Mmm…I'm going to cum soon. So soon…" There was white hot heat swirling around your tummy. The inner muscles of your pussy grew tighter. Your toy was completely covered in cream.

"Let me cum with you, (name). You're ready to take my thick cum?" Toshi could feel his climax coming forth. From the looks of things, he was going to expel a lot of it. “I know you cannot wait until that moment where your cunt begins to tense. I know it drives you wild whenever you feel my cum fill you up inside.”

You tossed the toy aside and rolled onto your back. "Baby. I'm going to…" You gulped. Your entire body shook. "Can I cum now? Please?" Your index, middle and ring finger made their slippery entrance inside of you, sawing in and out. Your slick clung onto your digits. The buildup was absolutely mouth watering.

Both of your moans of passion entangled together with one another, becoming louder with each second that passed.

"I need it out! Where do you want me to put it? Tell me." Toshinori could not take it anymore. He was about to blow his load all over the place.

"In my pussy. Fill it up. I want to suck the rest out with my mouth. Please, cum for me. I want to hear you and your deep voice.” You whimpered and slapped your clit. Your walls and muscles tensed more.

"I have so much cum that I have saved for you, sweetheart."

"Cum all over me. Paint it white. Paint inside of me. Spray it. Fuck…" The sensation intensified once your fingers increased the pace.

“Clamp down on me when you cum. I can feel you tighten.” To simulate the feeling of your body cumming around him, his grip around his cock firmly applied more pressure with it. Toshi did all he could do to prevent himself from screaming into the air. He bit his tongue to stifle his sounds of passion and hunger. His Adams apple bobbed up and down each large lump he swallowed. The temperature arose on his skin. It felt close to feverish. He knew that his moment of climax was going to be an intense one. The one that will shake him to the core.

"Oh…YES! YES! YES! YES! FILL ME! FILL ME! FILL ME! FILL ME! Yes! Mmm!" The consistency of your slick became a bit thicker, turning opaque, almost white. "Right there." You were flat on your back, thighs parted in a spread eagle position.

"I am—OH FUCK!!! I'M GONNA CUM!!!" The orgasm was so good that he did not even need his hands. His cock knew what it should do and he let it take control in the process of ejaculation. It shot a couple of squirts of pre-cum, and then it bobbed up and down, gearing itself for its creamy finish. "Oh baby, here I cum!" He allowed his other senses to take over as his huge cock jetted out five long strands of semen. Each release made an audible splatter on the floor.

The tension made the scar on the left side of his abdomen throb in a dull pain.

"Listen to what you made me do. Listen well." He grunted.

Hearing him cum just set you off into your own orgasm.

"Oh my God. That sounds so fucking good!" You parted your thighs wider and allowed your raw pleasure to take possession of your body in every way possible.

"I wish all of that was inside of me." The whore in you was fully awakened. You proudly embraced it as your pussy began to contact and gush out a flow of milky goodness.

You tried to synchronize your orgasm with his but failed. It wasn't a big deal. Maybe, next time.

You tried so hard but something snapped into you. Those few last strokes delivered to your clit felt electrifying.

Your inner muscles clamped around your fingers in a rapid tempo, signaling the most intense climax that you have ever had. All ten of your toes curled inward.

Fuck, you made such a mess.

Thank goodness you were smart enough to place a towel underneath you.

Toshi's heartbeat slowed down from the high he went through. "Are you still with me?" He panted, catching his breath. He stifled an on coming coughing fit.

"Yes." You wiped yourself with the towel, cleaning yourself off.

"That was really good. I miss you so fucking much. I have to see you again soon. I mean real soon."

"I have the next week off if that works for you."

"Sounds like a plan."

"I will leave the key underneath the doormat next to the mailbox. I want you to surprise me by taking me from behind. That would be so sexy if you do."

"Oh shit, baby. I'm getting so many ideas right now. Just prepare yourself."

"Oh, trust me. I will." You gave him a couple of air kisses over the phone before you hung up.

This was a hell of a night indeed.

》 Fin 《

Notes: Well, that concludes this one shot. I hope everyone enjoyed the spicy meal. I tried to make the smut spine tingling and mouth watering as I possibly could.

[gryphis-eyes]

⊙ ἀγάπη

" Unable to perceive the shape of You, I find You all around me. Your presence fills my eyes with Your love, It humbles my heart, For You are everywhere. "

⊙ Welcome to this Shape of Water love reading, yes I finaly took my balls and make a love pac hehehe this reading isn’t truly a prediction its more of an assumption about what your ideal partner would be based on your present self but you can technically see this reading as a way to confirm who your next partner would be y’know. It was supposed to be longer but I decided to do it chill since im still a bit rusted lol but I really miss being active on tumblr. For more explaination, the ”core card” is found by additioning the numbers of the cards you picked with Lenormand, for me its a card that show the core/hidden part of a reading but you can use this method in other ways.

◇ Deck used : Rider Waite (only court cards), Lenormand

Masterlist ⊙

 

🜄 Pile 1  

♤ Key, book, ship 【core : coffin】

Court card : king of cups

They seem like someone who’s heart and mind are often clashing but despite it they are quite emotional intelligent, by this I mean that they might be very emotional by nature but they did learn to manage their emotions OR they take an intellectual approach to their feelings, is it a good thing or not ? Well its up to them because this kind of behavior can become toxic for themselves but i got a lot of cards who refer to them being very intelligent. They probably follow a specific philosophy or are into litterature in general, there is this dark academia vibe to them. Very hardworking, full of knowledge but never got enough at the same time, they got bof ”personal intelligence” and academic intelligence, talking to them about various subject must be a great experience for sure. Their intelligence and serious aspect make them quite sensual people might often look at them even if they dont seem to care about other’s look they seem introverted to me. Its like if someone stopped them to compliments them they would be a bit awkward like ”uh? Thank you I guess?”. Very INTP vibe. To be honest I was persuaded that I'll pick the King of Swords to them because of their vibe but not, its the King of cups with the Coffin as the core card so we got someone who have a cold exterior and keep their good side to themselves and to a very close group of people. They have been through tuff situation in their life, would I dare say that they might have experienced depression ? I see them as a melancholic King of cups, imagine an King alone on a cliff looking at the sea, so many thoughts are passing by from a strange theory about a myth to a sad realisation that they are indeed, a hopeless lover. Seems like someone needs to go under that shell to see their true self and heart (but not in a savior way, y’know).

🜄 Pile 2  

♤ Mouse, whip, house, 【core ; whip】

Court card : queen of pentacles

Your ideal partner seem to be... interesting for sure, when I took the first cards I was a bit worried but the last one put the pieces togheter. Basically you got someone who ready to risk it all just to have a quiet and comfy life in their house (the house can also symbolise your relationship), listen to Faith from Karen Aoki the lyrics match them but most importantly for the one who get the reference from where the song come from you might understand the reading in a quite twisted way haha. The character who’s listening to this song is a pretty bad person with a very clean and kind exterior. Of course im not saying that your ideal partner is 100% this character but they remind me of him because he goes as far as killing people to have his quiet life but your reading is LESS extreme haha it just reminded me of him a lot in a softer way. Your ideal partner might even had broken many hearts because they know what they worth and what they want in life and in love, probably even in work and we got an other hopeless lover. They are so focused on perfection that sadly, they became pessimistic wether its because things are too slow, they are faaar from their ideal life or just sometimes they ask themselves if they are good enough or ask for too much in the end but it doesn’t last long since they will quickly get a reminder to not make the bar lower. However when they finally get something wether its a person an animal or an object they take extremely good care of ”it” they are very nurturing and caring, probably got a sweet voice (and touch ?). Once they settle its for the long run, I get something  that they might need a reminder of not being too possessive with their partner because of course a partner is an other human being you can’t predict everything they would do, its the sad truth even the most loving wife can turn into a backstaber (that’s an exemple of course) they are probably terrified of the idea of being cheated on. Especially since they seek their ideal life it probably attract people with the intention to take and disappear. They need a big hug if you want my opinion they probably got some hard time with family and people while growing up. They need love and they know it.

🜄 Pile 3

♤ Sun, cross, Fox, 【core ; bouquet】

Court card ; King of wands

Alright you got the incarnation of the sun here, a golden person ! Very charismatic (and they know it) they make the room light up and when they smile the world is illuminated (I'll stop give it to their ego now). Your ideal partner’s personality remind me of Giorno from jjba. The big light of the sun is balanced by the cross and the fox who add some shade in a good way. Life have been hard on them and so they had to be a fox to survive, sneak their way into situation maybe even got to have jobs that they hated just to get enough money to escape their nasty place. Despite still having a hard time in life they keep up and seem to be always in all of their glory, they are a true born leader and dont mess around. I think if you try to trick them you'll fall from high ground since they are used to hardship nothing can stop them and their heart of gold will always feed their inner flame ! Like the sun they shine bright but alone, despite being great leaders they also do well alone and seem to value those hermit period. People might always say that they are about to fail or that their situation look doomed but you know what ? Even if its need to have some failed attempt they always end up wining,  like I said they are very determined and probably stubborn about their goal. Its someone that you can trust. They got the vibe of the movie Fantastic Mr.Fox, maybe they put a lot of effort into being impressive for ”the public”? Like if someone tell them they can’t do something they will be like ”oh really?” and end up doing this thing better than necessary. Its nice, its amazing but they need some rest and to stop feeling the need to show off all the time haha they know their limit and their worth so they know how to chose their battles, simply because of those things it look like they are always wining.

[liesmyth]

Your last rb on the John Gaius post how much John is the OPPOSITE of what that reblogger implied. Because like - we rag on him for not using his magical girl powers for C--'s "Good Wizardry", but it's specifically because he *doesn't* want to rely on a new untested "technology". He tries to incorporate it into the old project, make it better, make people trust it and give him money. Slow down the people who are trying to actually do the "promising new technology" bit without proof of concept.

It's "We all came up with trials to figure out what I could do, what I couldn’t do" vs

"...they were taking one discovery and acting like it changed the whole ballgame when really we now needed ten years of funding to discover whether it was any use, i.e., academia functioning as normal."

And I think that's neat, actually.

[post for context]

Ok actually #discourse aside, I think a lot about how John WAS a scientist, and that was the approach he used in his cryo project, and that was ALSO the approach he used when he started displaying magic powers. He tried to do experiments. He tried to make up scientific terms. He tried to write papers.

And nobody would listen and then he had to cosplay a wizard on youtube.

I think about that SO MUCH. Like... I think John never had a high opinion of the "cultists." He's obviously annoyed that one of the first guys who gave them attention was a flat earther. He only started calling himself a necromancer so that people would listen. It was a last resort and personally, I think he wasn't keen on it.

Like... I think John, an educated scientist who has successfully pioneered a potentially revolutionary new technology (the cryo project, not the magic!) AND is also an indigenous man of colour, might have felt some kinda way about putting on a cape and eyeliner and recruiting a gullible cult of followers because he wasn't being taken seriously in ~intellectual circles. I know we make jokes aboout God being a twitch streamer - Taz put that in for a reason! I think it's funny, I think the cult aesthetic is fun, I think the pre-Res gang HAD fun with it, eventually. But I also think that there's a lot to unpack about John going from the lead research on a project that had serious corporate and government backing ("We cannot keep diverting three percent of the country’s electricity to your vats") to putting on a cape for the memes.

Also! You're absolutely right that the FTL fleet IS "the special technology that shows no promise." John, Mercy AND Augustine all it as hooky because it's SO new that it can scale up to what they need, if it even works as advertised. I'm very curious if / how / on which scale it was tested, and I think Augustine was right to suspect that the FTL propulsion was just an initial kick and the fleet was gonna generation-ship it and never come back.

Also speaking of people wanting an "immediate fix" - John also explicitly brings up that some of the cryo project backers nagged at him because they though an imperfect technology was good enough but the team thought the chance of damage was too high, and worked to reduce it.

Like, the whole point of the cryo project is that it worked, but it wasn't an easy fix, it required literally global cooperation, and there was no priority access for first-class passengers.

I am once again pointing a huge neon sign in John's direction that says HE ATE THE SUN!! That's plenty enough! We don't have to directly contradict canon to sue him for ethics breaches.

[totoanime52]

MY THOUGHTS ON THE FINALE OF MY HERO ACADEMIA (LONG, SO BE PREPARED)

So the manga has finally (unofficially) come to an end. With the release of 430's leaks we see how the young heroes have grown over eight years in a timeskip. I'll give my thoughts on the final chapter here before I give my overall thoughts on the series in another post.

First and foremost, I was actually quite happy to see that Horikoshi didn't push pairings into the mix and kept the focus on the characters doing their hero work. As I mentioned on a previous post, I don't like how frequent it is that a series makes the entire last chapter of their story basically dedicated to making sure certain pairings are canon (usually by introducing us to their kids in their own little stories) rather than devoting it to the themes or characters of the world they crafted for years. I often feel like they could have spent more time focusing on an issue or expanding characters more. An example is Naruto: I wanted the last chapter of Naruto to be about our boy's inauguration as Hokage, since that is what the series was pretty much building up to. I would have cried to see Naruto finally take up the mantle of Hokage after seeing how far he has come. Instead, we are pretty much preparing for Boruto's sequel story by being introduced to all the kids and setting up their stories (and you can't imagine my anger when I later found out Naruto canonically missed his inauguration for the sake of a damn joke). Here, we actually focus on how Midoriya is coping with being Quirkless again while still trying to encourage others to follow their own dreams, as well as how the other characters are working in this world. Seeing how Midoriya had originally taken the role of a teacher at UA in this chapter even though he did lose OFA eventually was kind of sweet, especially seeing how some students still admired him (including a now UA student Kota!!). I know that isn't where his story ends, but I'll get to that part in a bit.

We also see how Uraraka is focusing her efforts on changing Quirk counseling to focus more on helping those with different mental states rather than trying to make them conform to 'normality.' Even though I am still not happy with Toga's death, at least Uraraka is trying to make sure that at least one of the major sources of pain in Toga's life cannot harm another child like it did to her.

The fact that the ranking system is still around eight years later is maddening. When it mentioned how Dynamight yelling at a civilian for pushing a camera into his face will cause his rank to drop, I thought three things: 1. Who should give a shit about the rankings anymore?; 2. I wouldn't be happy if someone pushed a camera in my face while I'm working, especially if it involves something that requires focus and can be dangerous; 3. This is Dynamight, they should know his personailty by now so what did they expect to happen? I know Keigo is trying, but as long as that system is in place, it will still make the whole hero career in general more of a competitive popularity contest than a collaborative function.

Finally, we see how Izuku's story reaches it's end, at least on paper: All Might gives him his old hero costume case from school (with 18 right on the front) and tells him that Bakugou and the others from class A (note: it still feels weird not saying 1A anymore) have pooled money in over the past eight years to fund the creation of support items for Izuku so he can officially take up the mantle of the hero Deku again. This time, we see Bakugou hold his hand out to Izuku; turns out he really did mean it when he said he wanted them to keep competing with each other for the rest of their lives (*coughtsunderecough*). As Deku once again adorns his hero suit, he sees what looks like a ghost of Shigaraki Tomura watching him. The last panel of the manga shows the present day Class A students, now officially heroes.

I do like how Izuku remains Quirkless in the end. Despite him now having the means to pick his hero career back up, it doesn't change the fact that One For All is still gone forever. There was no miraculous reawakening of it or anything, but a work-around was found with the use of support items. Deku is now a Quirkless Hero, so perhaps this may help the rest of the 20% in the world that they can still chase their dreams. The fact that Class A dedicated eight years of funds to help Izuku keep his dream is also kind of heartwarming, especially when they were busy with their own lives and work, as well.

As for Shigaraki's ghost, I kind of have mixed feelings about that. I'm happy that Izuku still thinking about him after eight years. Maybe this is a way that Horikoshi is trying to say that his failure to save Shigaraki still haunts him and will continue to haunt him. Maybe it means that Shigaraki will keep watching Deku to see if he will be able to keep that spirit despite the failures behind him and the unknowns ahead of him (like a "Okay, Hero, let's see if you still have the ability to save others even after you couldn't save me" in that sarcastic way). I still wish there was a way that Tomura or any of the main villain trio could have been saved with how it was set up, so this little snippet of him still makes me sad to know that never happened.

Overall, the final chapter was better than I was expecting. While I still have issues with how Horikoshi chose to handle (or in the rankings case, NOT handle) some of the problems in the world of BNHA, I like how he kept the story on Izuku's dream of becoming a hero, something he was sure would never happen in the beginning and, near the end, would never happen again.

The fact that he kept their futures open to our interpretations in terms of where they will take their personal lives is quite nice to see, especially in regards to shipping. I feel like when official pairings are made, especially ones made last minute in stories like many shounen manga, most of the time it invites bragging, people putting others down, or just straight up fights in the fandom (it honestly scares me just how viscous some people can be over a fictional pairing). By keeping it open, at the very least it prevents some of the more extreme parts of the pairing fandom from claiming superiority over others. Anyway, sorry for the tangent at the end, but this is something that always irked me, especially in stories where romance wasn't a main theme.

Sidenote: seeing Eri growing up, smiling, and in a music club with her friends is the most beautiful thing. She's come so far and it's so cute how music became a passion for her after it was the catalyst for giving her back her smile.