#it's friendship to me but more than what society deems acceptable for friends :/ but i. i know i can't feel. what society calls romance.

[ame-to-ame]

Life is weird as arospec asexual bc there's no good way to use words to describe what I feel and my experience that properly conveys it to allosexual alloromantic people

Even if I use vocabulary meant for this there's no way to grasp what it truly feels like, what the lived experience is like for me, because the allosexual doesn't experience it doesn't understand it

And so it's like trying to convey colors to someone with a different perception of color. They experience a reality different to mine. And maybe perception and sensation is the wrong allegory to use, even. Maybe the stimuli we experience is different in the first place. Maybe the sensation is different. But perception is definitely different. And it's hard to tell at which point do things start to differ.

But either way it's hard and I find it increasingly hard to explain myself or want to explain myself. It's so much easier to adopt that language and that culture aside from the gaping feeling that it's not exactly what you're experiencing. I can co-opt the term crush but what I feel. I know. Is not romantic attraction. Maybe some elements are the same but it's definitely diverged somewhere. But is there really a point in explaining the differences or clarifying that it's different? As long as the final goal is achieved does it really matter? Why am I doing this again.

[theyluvlyss]

𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭...

...you'll be able to find each ghost boy (under their respective section, ofc lol) in the master list all with the same title :). I decided to just do them all one at a time to keep from having you wait any longer/forcing myself to pump them all out in one go/one long ass post lmao.

plus, to hopefully make it easier, I'll just tag you each time as the requester so you know, if that's okay lol♡.

𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐎𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬

《 ♡ 》 headcannons

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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 :

while it's always fun to imagine (haha, get it💀) what it'd be like for him to be your best friend or your boyfriend, there's times when you yearn for that tension. that something in between that's more than a platonic relationship, but just short of being a lover. and I'm here to revive that feeling of what it'd be like for robin arellano to have a crush on you...

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 :

fem!reader x robin arellano - she/her/hers pronouns!

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞 :

70s-80s - the grabber doesn't exist

𝐓𝐖/𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 :

cursing - robin lowkey being a menace💀 - him also liking you tho - mentions of fighting/violence - manhandling,,, kind of?? (idk I personally wouldn't call it that, but- 😭✋🏽) - me focusing a little too much on the jealousy stuff lol whoops🧍🏽‍♀️...

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I feel like he doesn't really "crush" on ppl. He finds people attractive and that's about as far as that's gonna go lmfao. If anything, he finds it fun to recognize/point out the difference between when people are conventionally/deemed by society's standards "attractive" vs when HE actually finds somebody to be a good looker to HIM (he wanna be different so bad🙄✋🏽).

But like I said, him finding someone hot doesn't really go anywhere. He doesn't do/say anything about, nor go out of his way to force things, especially when there's no prior connection/feelings there.

On that note, I feel like for him to have a crush on you (reader), two things would need to be an order; You'd have to attract him one way or another. Like, there's gotta be something about you that makes him have that, "Oh, she's fine as hell, I gotta talk to her." mindset towards you, even if he'd have yet to act on it. And, there's gotta be, like I said, a prior connection.

Or, you could get lucky, and a very specific set of circumstances could spark something up between y'all. He's not opposed to a meet-cute😻.

If y'all were already friends/close, he'd deny👏🏽deny👏🏽deny👏🏽 having feelings for so long. Not towards you, but towards himself. He would deadass be lying to himself about liking you romantically, even a little a bit, but unfortunately, it'd be one of those things that sneaks up on him one day and then just all comes crashing down into one existential crisis.

But even after accepting them, he'd STILL not bother to do anything about it - not bc he doesn't think he has a chance (well, maybe a little bit, but see if he'd tell anyone that), but also bc he doesn't want to ruin the friendship between y'all.

He'd hate to lose you just because he woke up "...on some bullshit, bro, I can't believe I like her..." one day, so he's more than likely to keep quiet about it.

Although, he can say that's what he's doing all he wants, his actions kind of prove otherwise; he might accidentally drop a subtle hint or two, and the stuff that he normally does that held the air of friendship and loyalty suddenly becomes a bit more,,, ✨️🧡💫💋, ykwim?

If he's walking with you, maybe crossing the street or something, he could care less about how far you are behind him if it meant getting to the nearest idk Burger King or whatever faster💀✋🏽. Or at school - sure, he might be on the look out for you if he's bored, or should he hear anyone tarnishing your name without you there to defend yourself on your own, shoot them a dirty look. And even just hanging out at the drive-in; it's viewed as more of a casual hangout than anything.

But let a crush develop some,,, let him become a little infatuated with you... Now, all of the sudden, crossing the street is a whole ordeal; checking for cars is routine now, and whether you like it or not, he's got a hand wrapped around your wrist and is tugging you along gently with an alertness that both amused and perplexed you. And at school, he's now taking any free time he may have to actually go looking for you instead of your paths crossing due to natural coincidence, just to act as though he had no time at all to waste with you, and would pester you at your locker whenever he did spot you.

And, as much as he hated the way his hands would clam up and how his heart would beat out of his chest and how he practically had to force himself not to look for your reaction to every single scene of the movie he picked, he was insistent on having a specific schedule for going out to the movies now. And no, he'd never, ever let you pay, even when you really should've and definitely could've.

But...

Say if he hadn't known you beforehand tho, and y'all met through some sort of meet-cute or whatever,,, him starting to like you would be a little easier of a process for him.

Something he wouldn't be so against because there's "nothing" to ruin or fuck up besides his chances with you, so now he can pretty much just focus on not screwing that up.

He's way quicker to drop hints (not saying he's any smoother with it, but that's not gonna stop him from doing it lmfao cuz who finna check him😗😹).

It's things like really obvious (almost bad) flirting, and teasing that isn't in the same way as he might do with his regular friends. If anything, he might use it as an excuse to always be touching you in some way - OMG TELL ME HE WOULDN'T BE A CHRONIC "You got something on your shirt..." JUST TO FLICK YOUR FACE TYPE OF PERSON LMFAO!!

You'd hate it and look at him like, "😐" and he'd just get a kick out of it, looking at you and laughing every single time like he's comedy fckn central💀.

Or if he's telling you a story - probably about the last time he beat someone up - he's using you as "the other guy", gently tapping you with ghost punches and moving you about by the shoulders when need be lmao. And even just in general, when he's not storytelling,,, give him ONE good reason to try and be physical, and he'll take it and SPRINT.

And if you notice that fact (there's no way you possibly couldn't), all he'll do is smirk at you and go, "It's fine, you like it😌."

Bro just slaps on an obnoxious and obscene amount of confidence and calls it a day, basically. Fake it 'til you make it type of thing, and it most definitely works (you wouldn't be reading this if it didn't🤭🤷🏽‍♀️). But of course, let it be known he'd never do anything to make you uncomfortable. I just imagine he's rather cocky in his abilities to woo someone if he really, really wanted it, and well... it's you, so...

He really, really wants you LMFAO😭. Anyways, back on track...

I feel like he's definitely the jealous type, but he won't do anything about it/won't get outta pocket unless your well-being is at stake. Like, if you were clearly uncomfy in a situation, or you specifically came to him on some, "This guy's bothering me..." type shit, oh, it's 0-100 rq. He's absolutely beating the shit out of that person (more so than when he's just in a regular fight).

Because of that, he'll definitely be scary dog privilege, like, I'm sorry, but,,, I feel like he's the type to - once he decides he's gunning for you - that's it. Not in a possessive way, just in the sense that he's totally made up his mind and, as much as he likes to maybe slap on a chill and nonchalant-type persona, he actually cares very deeply about things and people that have an affect on him.

He's also a go-getter, so with all of that in mind, it makes sense that even if you didn't reciprocate his feelings, he'd STILL make it known that he don't play about you lmfao. But even so, jealousy is also one of those things he just deny-deny-denies, will totally brush it off if you bring it up, even if you tease him for it.

But, he is a dork at the end of the day lmao tease him long enough and he'll eventually fold and just be like, "Nah it's just cuz I treasure you and I like you, like... would you rather I didn't care or just ignored it whenever a guy looked at you crazy? Exactly, hush, you love me😌✨️🧡." Once again, it's that seemingly blind confidence that definitely has you shaking your head a lot with a giggles escaping you, but YOU ALSO DON'T SAY NO/TELL HIM OTHERWSIE, SOOO😆🤭...!!

Honestly, with Robin being jealous, I feel like it's one of those things you dk/even realize he's feeling until it's "too late" - he's stalking towards someone you've complained about making you uncomfortable or he's already done what he needs to do, he's coming back to you, and after a short conversation with you pressing him about why and whatnot, it just hits you, and you're like, "Oh...Oh my god, you're jealous🤭..." and he's all "nO😡....."

"You lyin'?😆"

"...yeah😔..."

Although, jealously for you surprisingly isn't often. Like sure, girls dk how to back off, but not only are you both pretty secure, but he's also very reassuring. Both in speaking directly to you, telling you he doesn't really have eyes for them, AND towards the other people. He breaks hearts left and right, and it's highkey not even on purpose...

Bro just doesn't know how to let folks down easy - so much so that sometimes even YOU feel bad😭. Sometimes...

"You didn't have to say it to her like that...!"

"Wha-? But it's true! Should I have lied? Like..."

"No, but I'm just-! ... You need to learn to be more sensitive about these things😭..."

"Fym, I'm the most sensitive guy I know😙."

"...The kid whose nose you broke a month ago would say otherwise, but okay🙃."

But otherwise, if and when you're not scolding him, he finds your envy to be very endearing and validating. It lets him know that you are actually thinking about him in the romantic sense like he is you, and he just likes seeing you get all worked up lmfao. Something about your brows being furrowed and the heated look in your eyes reminds him of, well, himself! And he takes a little bit of pride in that, if he's being honest with himself, especially if it's a rare occurrence.

If you're normally this little sweetheart, and you're not exactly on the violent and/or temperamental side, in those moments where you might snap a little bit, he's DEFINITELY paying the most attnetion and he's DEFINITELY standing there like, 'Omgomgthat'shot-...' 💀😭.

If anything, I feel like these strong emotions from either one of you two could for sure be the gateway into him finding out/realizing you like him back...

Like, you'd definitely slip up one time, say something you weren't supposed to, or he'd reassure you way too much and let something slip, SOMETHING LIKE THAT, and either way, he finds out and he's like "Ohp🫢...AAAAH😃🫵🏽⁉️....YOU LIKE MEEEEE I KNEWWW ITTT🤪😘🫵🏽!!!"

He'd probably be too busy celebrating the fact he "...always knew and I'm always right about these things, blahblahblah..." while you stand there like, "🙄😒..." to remember there's actually supposed to be something following up after a whole ass love confession💀.

But, because you do, in fact, love him, I'm sure you'd be the one to fill in that gap, and short after, a very chaotic yet loving/meaningful relationship would ensue.

THAT BOY LOVESSS YOU, OKAAAY💋🧡✨️‼️‼️‼️

𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐥...

...as I was writing this one (well, adding onto what had already been written), the app glitched, and the whole thing deleted itself...

shit pmo so bad, I just didn't touch it again for like a whole month😭✋🏽. it's also part of the reason why it's shorter than I actually intended, so I apologize, but I hope all enjoy it regardless🙏🏽♡.

next up is vance, tho !!

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𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 :

@in3rci4

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 :

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𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 :

none :(

[sadkachow]

(cw: brief mentions of internalized arophobia)

now that i've actually realized i'm arospec, i'm starting to notice just how obvious it was. like, i've suspected it a few times in my life, but each time i was like "nooo, i can't POSSIBLY be aromantic". and, um. yeah, so that was a lie.

so, here's a:

list of things that probably should've made me realize/accept i was arospec before i actually did:

only ever had "crushes" on people that either would have made social sense for me to, i just thought were really cool and wanted to be friends with, or people who either confessed or me first or who other people assumed i had a crush on. i legit just went through a list of these with my friends, and literally everyone single one of the people on it was one or more of these three things. speaking of that is:

only ever had a "crush" on literally six people. six. this doesn't count what was assumed to be "crushes" on fictional characters, but even that i'm??? not really sure if i ever did??? plus, the first crush i can remember having wasn't until i was like 9, which would've been around the time that kids at school started getting more into having "crushes"

always got frustrated when i wasn't believed about not having a crush on someone.

that Uncomfy feeling in my tummy the few times when i actually got into a "relationship" with someone and literally anything "romantic" happened ever. seriously i would be trying to be all "romantic" and stuff, and i'd be like "huh, what is this weird all-consuming nausea i am experiencing? why do i feel absolutely awful being perceived to be in a relationship or acting romantic?? i'm sure it's nothing!!!"

my confusion at dating culture. @theeviltwinduh can attest to the rambles/rants i've been on about how weird i find dating culture, specifically the fact that people just. meet people for the sole effort of getting into relationships.

my inability to actually express what crushes felt like and my confusion about what it meant to have one. furthermore, my confusion about what actually qualified as romantic and what separated those feelings from other ones. (i still don't really get this one. i just??? what makes something romantic??? how do people Know??? why are certain behaviors perceived as only for romantic relationships and no one else??? what makes those things inherently romantic, other than just that society deems them so???)

finding characters and people attractive, but never actually really imagining myself in a relationship with them. or if i ever did, it was just kinda like a friendship.

really really liking the idea of qprs for a reason i could not explain. and also being confused about the differences between qprs and romance bc idk what romance is supposed to feel like.

liking the concept of "being in a relationship" but literally any time that concept is brought up as an actually possibility just having fight or flight instincts kicking in (mainly just flight)

when imagining my future and trying to imagine a partner, just kinda seeing some sort of formless blob. or not imagining one at all. or just imagining like a really good friend type thing.

literally ID-ing as aro at one point but being like "nooo i can't possibly be aro!!! i've "totally" had crushes on people before!!!"

that's really all i can think of right now, but i'm sure there's definitely more!

[seriousbrat]

Will we see more Lily and Sirius moments in Falls the Shadow? Would love some more headcanons on their relationship🤗

Yesss actually their friendship is quite a big focus from chapter 9 onwards. They don't even know it yet but they're about to be besties. Here's a little excerpt:

Sirius sighs, tossing the book back down onto the table. “Yeah, you’re probably right. You sound like Prongs.” “Prongs…” Lily repeats thoughtfully. “What does that even mean, anyway— why do you lot call him that?” “He likes forks,” Sirius says without missing a beat. “Forks?” Lily says, laughing. “Yeah, right— what about… Padfoot, then?” “I’m dead stealthy.” She snorts. “And, er— Wormtail?” “Someone’s been paying attention,” Sirius says, playing for time while he thinks of a good explanation. “Don’t change the subject.” “He tried to grow a moustache in fifth year,” Sirius says, grinning at her. “And that’s what it looked like.” “It looked like a worm’s tail?” “Yeah, like half a worm. The arse of the worm, if you will.” Lily shakes her head in exasperation. “You’re lucky you’re so good at lying.”

Anyway headcanons (also just what I'm developing in my fic)

So something Lily really ends up liking about Sirius is how brutally honest he is about pureblood society. James is somewhat sheltered from this imo, his parents are progressives and they're new money, they're not really part of ~pureblood society~ the way the Blacks are. So honestly although James obv has some idea he doesn't really know, intimately, what those sorts of people are like the way Sirius does. And Sirius doesn't try and protect Lily from this, he just tells her:

“...anyway, look, I know these old pureblood families, I know how they work, better than James does— play their little games all you like, they’ll never accept you, never.” Lily looks back at him, resolute. “I know. But thanks for being honest with me about it.”

moving on:

Another thing they share is a sense of humour and a sort of reckless, anti-authoritarian streak. Yes, James has this too, but I see him deep down as being somewhat more thoughtful and circumspect. James has had an incredibly privileged life; on the face of it you'd say Sirius has too, except that his parents were the scum of the earth lol and he was disowned by them. On some level, Sirius can understand Lily better because he knows EXACTLY, intimately, what she's up against in the wizarding world.

Sirius also greatly appreciates intelligence and basically as soon as he starts giving Lily a chance he immediately recognises that she has it in spades. He likes having intellectual equals, that's what drew him to James in the first place and it's also a draw towards Lily. She can match him dig for dig, razor wit for razor wit. Even when they're in disagreement about something it's fun for him, and that's important to Sirius.

In order for Lily to have written Sirius a letter like the one she did, they had to be really close imo. And I believe he loved her deeply, and she him. They become really good friends in seventh year and it only grows from there. Lily really admires the fact that he turned his back on all the beliefs that he was taught as a child. Sirius, for his part, admires someone who is brave enough to stand up to what he fully knows is extremely dangerous and pernicious in wizarding society.

it's mutual respect baby. obv in my fic they also bond over: not really giving a toss about Quidditch but only caring because of James, and of course their shared vendetta against Professor Buttercrambe, which James is a bit more cautious about. Despite their initial misgivings/hostility they both deem each other more than worthy of being the most important people in James's life.

Anyway that's what I've got off the top of my head but I love their friendship so much and I have a lot of fun writing them together. So expect lots of sirius+lily interactions in short order!

[simplesue69]

Simple Sue's thought of the day:

I live in a world I no longer recognize. I don't understand it. I don't fit in. I simply don't belong. I'm surrounded by familiar strangers. I'm a stranger lost in familiar land. There's no place like home. There's no place that's home.

I look around at this world I survive in. It fills my head with clouds and rain. My heart hurts as if it's being filled with shards of glass. I try to cry out, but no words escape my mouth. Tears are the only thing that falls out of me. So I just sit down and let them fall, hoping this time, this time they'll finally drown me.

In this world that I don't understand, people are taught to keep their friends close but their enemies closer. Keeping everyone at a safe distance is mandatory. Personal freedom only extends to the point that someone else gets offended. Everyone is encouraged to wear whatever mask they are comfortable hiding in. Who someone says they are should be accepted over who they show you they are. Truth is irrelevant. Love is psychological warfare. Success is built by using those doing the work as stepping blocks.

With the right currency, anything can be bought. Morals, values, justice, even life, religion, freedom and people are bought and sold as tho it's common barter. The majority have gladly and willing traded in things like common sense, common courtesy and basic human rights for nothing more than a participation ribbon and a pat on the back. A pat on the back has become the way friends look for the best spot to put the knife.

In this world where I don't belong, eye contact is suspicious behavior. A handshake, cash and a person's word are worthless. Friendship lasts only as long as benefits. Men abandon their own families and deemed heroes for showing fake affection to other people's children. Women have babies they don't want or care for.

In this place of strangers, everyone is disposable, and nothing is freely given. Instant gratification has become the goal. Rights come without responsibilities. Those who vowed to serve and protect determine who is seen as a criminal, who's a hero and who's a missing person never found. Everything is accepted except what's right. What have you done for me lately is the leading mentality. Accountability turned into a blame game. Respect is determined by status. Cursive writing in which our constitution was written in is illegible, but it's crucial to be able to read between the lines. Everyone speaks in riddles, never saying what they mean or meaning what they say.

I'm tired.... tired of surviving a world I don't belong in. I'm tired of all the hurt and ugliness everywhere. Tired of a society that lacks humanity. Tired and homesick. There's no place like home..... I miss my family, friends, and my world with a beautiful view. I don't belong here. I just wanna go home......

[aaaaafro]

an: another chapter from my oneshot book and its again a fluff but for this ver. decided to give it a cool lil ending ¯\_( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_/¯

Confession Of A Shy Person - ITZY Chaeryeong x M! Reader

Tw: +18, smut

How can a shy person confess? When we all know confessions are hard, most often times, it's even impossible, whether it be a difference in social status. Insecurities about your appearance or in this case an extremely shy person and also not wanting to ruin a really good friendship.

Chaeryeong has thought hard and long. After almost 3 months and 2 weeks of planning she has finally convinced herself. She can do this...

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"I can't do this." She whispered to Yuna as she immediately runs back after seeing you sitting on the meeting place she told you about and Yuna just stood there dumbfounded by what just happened.

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You weren't aware of anything, but as a good friend you accepted her invitation and thought it was just having a little get together with Chaeryeong and her friends.

Chaeryeong has been your friend since the start of college. After you got lost on your first day and she helped you find your classroom.

After that encounter both of you got comfortable with each other, then she introduced you to her friends.

Consisting of Yeji, which seems to be their 'leader' of some sorts, followed with Lia who's radiating too much rich older sis vibe, then Ryujin, she's like the campus crush, and lastly the Energetic Yuna.

At first you're worried that you wouldn't fit in, until they start teasing you and Chaeryeong to be dating that you just got used to their company.

They'd often invite you to their hangouts and you couldn't say no, after all they're only the only friends you have since moving to Seoul.

You thought you'd be closer to them even more, well most of them that is the case but with Chaeryeong seemed more distant now, only talking to you when you initiate it.

Of course you had no idea why that is, thinking it was because of the teasing her friends made that caused this to happen.

In Chaeryeong's defense, she did like you the very start. A timid, kind and quiet person that she encountered and helped. You were so grateful that you bought her a whole lunch.

What made the matters even worst is, as soon as she introduced you to her friends and the teasing began she didn't have any chance at all, other than to admit that she actually has feelings for you.

Though that was months ago and after a thorough planning she'd come up with the perfect way to confess her feelings.

Society might deem it to be unusual for a girl to confess to a boy but after consulting her friends with the matter they all agreed and supported her.

You actually find it odd that at some point they actually stopped teasing you with Chaeryeong but greatly appreciated since you know Chaeryeong didn't feel comfortable with it as well.

So, now as you sat down waiting for Chaeryeong to arrive which was supposedly 30 mins earlier you decided to text her. However you haven't even reached to your pocket Yuna appears right beside you and you two decided to talk.

Meanwhile at the back of the building the other girl's are waiting for the outcome. All of them were excited till they see Chaeryeong running frantically towards them.

"Oh no." Ryujin whispered under her breath.

"What happened?" Lia asked after Chaeryeong got close enough.

Yeji hugged Chaeryeong as she was shaking so much. Everyone else immediate went in for a hug and comfort her as well.

As all of those as happening you and Yuna are still at the said place you were so supposed to me Chaeryeong at.

"What happened again?" You curiously asked Yuna as she smiles innocently.

"Chaeryeong had something to do." Yuna answers.

"She could've messaged me right?" You replied

"Yup, but I guess she wanted to message me before you." You got more curious at what's happening with Chaery. As Yuna just stood there with a mischievous smile.

On the other side of the coin Chaeryeong finally calmed down with the help of her unnies. They all decided to take a small break in the café nearby.

"You really chickened out?" Ryujin asked.

"Come on Ryujin, you know how shy Ryeongchae is about this stuff." Yeji answered

"You shouldn't! It's love... can you just be... i don't know... not shy ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ?" Ryujin replied.

"I'm sorry but I can't, you know how it is! And it's not just because I'm shy, it's also because my friend! He's like one of you girls! My bestfriend." Chaeryeong answered.

"I'm scared that if I tell him about my feelings and he doesn't have the same, it would just lead to our friendship being broken." She added and everyone went quiet.

"Tell us again, what did you exactly like about him?" Lia asked enthusiastically and everyone nodded in agreement with the question.

"Haven't I told you enough?" Chaeryeong visibly confused as granted she did have privately talked about her feelings for you to her unnies even Yuna in their own group chat.

"Come on, maybe we can think of a better way for you to confess to him once we've got to know about what you like about him even more." Yeji added and both Ryujin and Lia just nodded.

"Fine!" Chaeryeong defeated as she mustered all of her might to talk about you one more time.

"As Yeji-unnie said, I'm shy about stuffs like this even before I met him. He's this lost 'cute' guy at the campus. So, as a model student I decided to help him. He was so thankful for what I did and I actually didn't do anything because he's the same class as me." The three girls listening smiled when Chaeryeong said 'cute'.

"Then I regretfully introduce him to you and what's the first thing you do? Immediately tease me with him! Saying I have a boyfriend when we're in public." She fake-angrily spew.

"But, if I'm being honest, even if you didn't tease me to him. I'd definitely fall in love with him..." Everyone covers their mouth in shock.

"I know, I know, it's not just a simple crush I know there's something deeper and I've been denying it for far too long, but having to see him there sitting and waiting keeps making me shy to the point where I can just dig a hole and hide there forever."

"After today, I think I will never have the courage to tell him how I feel." Chaeryeong ended and her Unnies are just wide eyeing her.

"Uh... h-he's behind me isn't he?" She asked and they all nodded weakly.

It was like a strawberry getting hyper ripened in front of her Unnies eyes, Chaeryeong develops a frightening red blush as she realized the situation.

"How long?" Chaeryeong whispered.

"Since Lia asked." Yeji replied with a cheeky smile.

"I hate you!" Chaeryeong whisper-screamed and everyone smiled.

"I think we should give these two some time to talk." Yuna suggested as she sat you down infront of Chaeryeong and pulled her unnies away.

"Good luck." Yuna whispered to Chaeryeong.

After all of the other participants exit the cafe, it's just you and Chaeryeong with this awkward tension.

"So... y-you... like m-me?" You nervously asked wanting to break the deafening silence.

However Chaeryeong didn't answer as she just sat there with her head down with her ears visibly red

"I-i'm sorry... I know I shouldn't have eavesdrop. I was just concern about u-us. Lately you've been distant to me and I don't know why, not until now... and knowing that y-you had these feelings for me, helped me realize something..."

"I've been avoiding it as well but ever since I saw you the first day of college... when you helped me, I couldn't help myself but to fall for you. You have always been a good friend to me, even introducing me to your group of friends." With that Chaeryeong finally lifts her head up and looked at you.

"Chaery you don't have to be afraid of breaking our relationship... quite in fact why don't we upgrade it?" You asked with a smile on your face offering a hand to Chaeryeong.

The world went slow motion for a minute as a smile forms across the blushing girl's face. She bit her lip before a cute little chuckle escapes her lips.

"You're so cheesy." Chaeryeong cringing at you.

"I'm s-sorry." You replied with a hint of shame in your face.

"So, what do you say?" You extended your hand to Chaeryeong as she just sat there and examined it.

"Will you be MY Chaery?" You asked as a long sullen silence fills the room and you can feel everyone's attention centering towards you.

"Chaeryeong, please answer I'm really getting shy right now." You whispered as another cute chuckle escapes her lips right before reaching for your hand and immediately running out of the cafe.

"Unnies! Can you pay for the coffees? I'll treat you all when we come back!" Both of you run pass her unnies and Yuna as they just shrugged and laughed at the two of you.

Hand in hand. Without the hint of sadness both you and your Chaery just decided that it's your world. A world where all of your attentions are focused on just the two of you and nobody else.

....................

The day went by quick. Considering both you and Chaeryeong had a ton of fun on your first date as a couple.

As a young couple both of you didn't want it to end. So, what did both of you resulted in doing? Yup. Overnight.

Your parents aren't strict and since both of you have already introduced each other to all of them it didn't take that much work for both of you to convince them.

Currently in your room, you both settled in after a dinner with your family. They're delighted that you're now dating even Chaeryeong's parents which was the first house you came to, to announce it.

Now that the night is nearly over, you lay on your bed, quite nervous to be honest. This is your first time sleeping with a friend, your GIRLFRIEND.

You shook your head lightly slapping yourself to try and calm down then the bathroom door opens and your attention quickly shifted as she made her way to your bed, quickly laying right next to you

You can't lie to yourself being a healthy young teen that you are, you've had your fair share of glances towards Chaery.

People often aren't that attracted to her but that wasn't the case for you. You've fallen head over heels for her since the day you've met but too shy to admit it.

Now there she is. In her comfy sleepwear which reveals most of her skin and god you weren't ready.

Those silky soft thighs are inches away from your hand as you quicky retracted it. Chaery notices it and chuckles.

"What's wrong?" She asked in a cute voice curious on what's on your mind.

"N-nothing. I-it's just I'm nervous, it's my first t-time sleeping with a girlfriend." A stuttering mess that you are. Chaery chuckled hesitantly this time.

"A-actually, I'm n-nervous too..." She replied.

"But maybe... if we..." She inches closer and your heart must've skipped like 40 beats or something.

A loud gulp echoed as you try to calm yourself with Chaeryeong still inching closer, till [HUG]. You're more than surprised that she did this considering how shy she is specially when it comes to skinship.

"Maybe if we got comfortable with each others touch we can lower each other's shyness." She suggested suddenly placing her juicy thigh on yours.

You had no choice but to reciprocate and hug her back, tightening the proximity even more to the point where her chest was pressed against yours.

Feeling her body on you was... HEAVENLY. You can't deny it even before all of this happened you can clearly say she took care of her physical health.

You feel your little buddy twitch under your shorts causing you to slightly shift backwards a little.

Chaeryeong notices this and lifted her head from your chest.

"What happened?" She asked.

"N-nothing, i-it's just..." You try to think of anything to explain it but your mind just went blank.

"This?" Chaeryeong's hand traveled too quick for you to anticipate and she immediately reached your clothed manhood.

"W-why is it hard?" She innocently asked.

"Y-you..." You whispered.

"What?" Chaeryeong clearly didn't hear you.

"I said because of you." You respond.

"What did I even do?" She asked as she slowly caress your ever growing erection.

"T-this." You replied reaching in her inner thigh a gasp escapes her lips and you swear it's the sexiest sound you could've ever heard.

"Hmmm." Both of you are now touching, feeling and grinding on each other's hand trying to alleviate the heat you're currently experiencing.

An eye contact between you to and you got pulled in by Chaeryeong for a passionate kiss where immediately tongues are introduced.

Battle for dominance was taking place as she frustratingly lets go of your clothed rod and tug your shirt.

You slowly took your shirt off and seeing Chaery's reaction actually made you chuckle. She was fake covering her eyes with gaps for her to actually see you topless.

"Seriously?" You asked as she responds by pulling you on top of her and resuming your make out session.

Slowly Chaeryeong's top comes off as well, you failed to notice it till both of you pulled away as she had to pass it through her head.

Dimly lit room failed to do you justice as you wanted so bad to admire her features but fuck it, feeling it pressed against yours was a hundred times better.

The fact that she wasn't wearing a bra made it so that at the first contact you'd immediately feel her hardened nipples. You decided to take a quick turn and slightly lower your kisses down.

From her lips, you detached and placed soft and subtle kisses on her chin. Light nibbles on her neck and making your way to her breast.

They weren't the biggest but they sure are soft. You took one of the pair in your hand and gently squeeze. You aren't done yet as you took the other one and suck on the bud.

This cause Chaery to moan out loud but quickly covering her mouth to suppress excess sounds that might alert other people in the house.

You, however continued to work wonders and switching back and forth between the two mounds in your possession.

"Mhmmm..." Chaeryeong dug her fingers to your hair pulling you in to hopefully further extend the sensation but she wasn't having enough... it wasn't enough she knows she needs more of you.

Chaeryeong pulls you up and with a disappointing grunt you made your way up to her face once more both of chuckled at how wet your lips are so as her boobs. She suddenly switched back to her shy self as she lightly tugs on your shorts while looking away.

"Uhm..." You whispered as shifts her look towards you.

She then skillfully removes her shorts along with her underwear and quickly pulling the blanket to cover both of you.

You're currently on top of Chaeryeong's naked sweaty body, you can actually feel the heat radiating from her core as it is inches away from your fully hardened member.

"You're so beautiful." Was the only thing you can conjure up at the moment. That was a misstep as she looks away with a blush on her cheeks.

"I'm serious." You took the liberty to turn her head towards you once more making sure your eyes are locked on to each other.

"I-it's my first." She whispered without breaking the eye contact.

"So is mine." She smiled at your response knowing that this experience will be special for both of you.

"Protection?" She asked and luckily you've come prepared.

Don't get it wrong it was one of those pranks from your dad where he even teased you with 'you're an adult now, so be careful'.

You took the condom in your wallet and immediate put it on, honestly you're against it given it's your first and of course you want to experience it as raw as you can so you you're quite hesitant as you align it on Chaery's entrance.

Chaeryeong noticed it and taps your nose to get your attention. She then flashed that iconic smile paired with a lustful lip bite before lining her lips to your ear and whispering

"Take it off."

God, can this girl get any more lovable. You thought to yourself excitedly removing the annoying rubber. Lining your self up to her entrance once more...

Both of you looked at each other and a flash of happiness in her eyes gave you a urge to do your best for not just your first time but also for her.

Slowly going in, she was already so wet from your earlier work on her chest that she didn't need any more teasing.

You have to admit that nothing can compare to what you're currently experiencing. The way her walls clasps you was otherworldly and that slow sultry moan that escaped her was music to your ears.

Slowly thrusting you feel Chaery's legs locked behind you and pushing you in deeper that almost made you cum, luckily you fought the urge and decided to quickly pull back only to be pulled in once more.

This battle was repeated countless times as Chaeryeong's gasps fills your room. You started going in a bit faster and harder and Chaeryeong really felt it, as well as her orgasm coming close. She pulls your upper body to lay on her before taking your earlobe and biting into it.

"You're so good~" Her hot breath tickles your ears only to encourage you to double your efforts.

And double your efforts it is as she immediately lock your lips with hers to muffle the moans that could've woken up your neighbors.

Finally reaching her apex she pulled you in as deep as you can, feeling her liquid flooding your rod inside her was HOT.

"Haaa~ mhmmm~" She moaned trying to catch her breath.

You on the other hand started thrusting once again. She didn't protest instead encourage you with a nod.

You can actually feel your climax coming soon as her hot thighs locks you inside her. Concerned that a unwanted thing can happen you lean to her ear to ask for permission.

"I'm close..." You say grunting as you keep on thrusting as she tussles your hair.

"Out." She answered as both of you smiled at each other.

In no time your orgasm came and you immediately pulled out painting her flat toned tummy with your love.

With the two of you exhausted, you just layed beside her and kiss the top of her head. Minutes after catching your breath she stood up and took your shirt wiping off your stains on her tummy.

Despite the nudity and the erotic image presented to you. You couldn't help but describe it as...

"Cute."

She took a pillow as a support as she leans forward and smiled at you

"I love you." She tried her best to lower her voice but you still heard it. You smiled and place a quick peck on her lips before responding...

"I love you too."

[coffeeviolinist]

The meeting was interrupted as a non-codenamed member entered the room, carrying a small package with a note addressed to Gin. Bourbon watched as Gin accepted the package, examining it to make sure it wasn’t a bomb of some sort. Apparently deeming it to be safe, he pulled on the ribbon tied to the box…

…and was immediately covered in the most obnoxious neon pink glitter any of them had ever seen.

“What…what is the meaning of this?!” Gin snarled. Somehow, it wasn’t quite as terrifying when he was currently sparkling more than a disco ball.

The only other person who didn’t look amused was Vodka. Kir was biting her lip, clearly trying not to laugh. Vermouth was smirking, not even bothering to hide her amusement. And Bourbon, in an effort to hide his own snickers, pretended to have a mild coughing fit.

“Who would dare send me such a thing?” Gin hissed, snatching the note and tearing it open. Tossing it over to his partner, he snapped, “Read it, Vodka. My hands are covered in too much glitter right now.”

Vodka, ever the loyal follower, cleared his throat and began to read.

“Dear Ginger or whatever your name is,

I’ve been watching you for some time now, and I can’t help but notice that you seem to be a deeply troubled person. Now, I don’t claim to be an expert on these things or anything, but it’s been said that the way you dress often affects the way you feel. Of course, as a concerned member of society, I simply could not sit by and let you continue to wear…whatever it is that you thought would be a good idea to wear every single day. And as they all say, friendship is magic, and I believe this new look would be very helpful in making you some new friends and thereby making you a happier person. Thank you for your understanding, and thank you for allowing me to make the world a brighter, happier, more sparkling place.

You’re welcome, by the way,

Twilight Sparkle”

Bourbon peered over the top of the note and immediately wanted to groan. Even reading it upside-down, he would recognize that handwriting anywhere. Of course, he should have seen this coming. Leaving him alone when he was bored out of his mind was a dangerous game, but he hadn’t really expected him to take things this far.

Fortunately, Gin didn’t seem to recognize the handwriting at all, for he took one look at the note and immediately slammed his hand on the table.

“That’s it! Bourbon, Kir, Vodka, with me! We will find this”-he glanced at the note again-“this ‘Twilight Sparkle’ and make them pay!”

[agentrouka-blog]

Jon likes Sam and Satin because they are underdogs and men who aren't masculine in the way how Westerosi society perceives masculinity . In other ways both these boys are outcasts . Sansa's femininity and softness doesn't come into the question when these traits are accepted by the Westeros for female while deemed as inappropriate for men . Jon , Sam and Satin don't fit into Westerosi society like the way Sansa does . Jon forms a kinship with the outsiders . Why do you think his fondness for those 2 boys correlate to Jonsa ?

I suppose we disagree on the assumption that Jon likes both of them primarily for being outcasts. Were that the case, he would have felt more compassion and affinity for Theon, who is a literal hostage at Winterfell. Theon has an abrasive manner, though, and is insensitive and rude. Jon calls him an ass more than once.

Jon also doesn't even comprehend at first, that the recruits without a lord's education are the true underdogs, and grimly bullies them in the training yard - making himself the social outcast until he reverses course and forms a bond with all of them, starting to fit in with the group that had established itself without him. What's attractive about that group? The mutual loyalty, the lighthearted teasing, the sense of belonging by being accepted . Their cohesive effort is what prevents him from deserting.

It's not as simple as "forming kinship with outsiders". The outsider part is not what attracts Jon. The idea that it does implies that Jon doesn't really care what a person is like - so long as they are not socially accepted. An unlikely interpretation of his character.

I would counter that the nonconformity to masculine standards in Samwell and Satin is what predisposes Jon to be protective of them. It makes them vulnerable.

But it's not why he likes them. Jon initially pities outcast Sam, he is even repelled by his self-confessed cowardice, while he himself is newly embedded in his group of friends. He respects Sam's intelligence, though, and likes his gentle nature and sense of humor, he probably also appreciates the commonality of a highborn upbringing and education, something he cannot share with the lowborn recruits. Their friendship is not based on his outcast status, which notably fades once they become friends. It is based on who Sam is. A soft person who hates violence, loves music and cakes and books and has been through immense trauma without turning bitter.

It's similar with Satin, even though they are not actually close friends. He is protective of him, but they don't share any moments of personal bonding like Jon does with Sam because Jon is fairly quickly put into a position of authority over him, while Satin is absolutely integrated into Jon's old friend group, so also not a true outcast, even if some few people make comments. Jon, however, spends a notable amount of time simply noticing things about him. Pretty as a girl. Pretty face. Pretty but quick. Sweet-smelling oils. A voice sweet as song. A graceful dancer. These things catch his attention way more than they need to. He also is shown to appreciate certain qualities for their own value. Satin is commendably aware of social mores, acting just the right amount of gracious but humble at the wedding feast.

I don't imagine you will agree, which is obviously fine, but to me Jon's appreciation of these personality traits or qualities suggests he would appreciate them about Sansa just as easily. His own memory of her suggests that he certainly perceives her as soft and sensitive primarily. Open to admiring nature's beauty, singing with Lady. Radiant.

By itself that's not evidence of jonsa, but it certainly helps to establish that Sansa has qualities that Jon finds compelling in a person, which contradicts the popular fanon that he would look down on Sansa for those things.

[raavenb2619]

[ID: The Scooby Doo ghost meme. In the first panel, Fred looks at a ghost, labelled “Have you seen how they interact? There’s no way they’re just friends”, and says “Okay gang, let’s see who the ghost really is.“ In the second panel, Fred pulls off the mask and looks at a man labelled “Society has brainwashed me into thinking that romance is inherently more valuable than friendship, and as a result I will insist that anything that transgresses the confines of what I deem acceptable levels of care, affection, and dedication in a friendship must have a romantic component to it”. End ID]

[iyote]

aroace joy is real.  it's easy to overlook because it's easy to reduce the experience of being aroace, aroace-ness as a lack of romantic/sexual attraction.  which it is, but our lives, our experiences, are more than just what we lack.  being aroace isn't just about being lonely in a romance-oriented society or being misunderstood, which often comes with lacking these things.  aroace joy comes from the value of friendship being recognized.  aroace joy comes from finding companionship and love in ways other than through romance/sex.  aroace joy comes from platonic relationships which are the most important ones in our lives I'm not sure if this is very clear but I have an idea in my head that I want to express.   I feel like it's easy to see where the joy in other queer identities comes from.  gay joy comes from gay romance/sex.  trans joy comes from finally feeling comfortable in one's gender and body.  where does aroace joy come from?   I've seen posts that try to encourage aroace positivity that seem to land on things like "not having to worry about breakups!" or "being immune to seduction" but it's like... these are about a lack of problems, not a positive presence of things that bring joy.  don't get me wrong, romance sounds tiresome and I'm glad I don't need it.  but lack of romance is, to me, just lack of stress, not a source of joy intrinsically.  being free from the burden of trying to force oneself to be romantic is liberating and good, but it's just a baseline.  (lack of romance is not the presence of a desirable/joyful thing, it is simply a lack of something I find undesirable/stressful.  like a lack of dysphoria as opposed to the presence of euphoria) in many ways, my ideas of themes that relate to or mirror the aroace experience have been negative themes such as loneliness or being misunderstood as unloving/emotionless or feeling broken (or simply being uncomfortable with romantic/sexual things).  but it also has to do with platonic relationships being the most important relationships to someone.  and I think this part is where aroace joy comes from aroace joy comes from recognizing that platonic relationships can be just as important and lifelong as romantic ones are to allo people.  aroace joy comes from the dismantling of amatonormativity and the full valuing of friendship as a form of human connection.  aroace joy comes from loving these friendships, and accepting that you don't need any other angle to your relationships and being absolutely content with that because romance ISN'T an intrinsically higher or more valuable level of connection.  to us, platonic relationships are the ultimate form of connection.  aroace joy comes from loving your friends beyond what the structure of amatonormative society deems the importance of friendship can be.  it is radical platonic love (and I'm not saying that this source of joy is exclusive to aroace people, because it's not, I hope everyone values friendship.  I hope everyone, aroace or not, knows that they don't have to prioritize romance.  like, feeling comfort in one's gender and body is something I hope all people experience as well, but it's specifically poignant as a source of trans joy.  similarly, radical platonic love is especially significant for aroace people.  it is aroace joy.)  

[bnha-imagines-and-oneshots]

You Being the U.A. Traitor

Type: Headcanon

Words: 1283

Gender Neutral Reader

You were fairly sociable, which naturally made it more difficult for your classmates to suspect you. You were apart of their little “family” after all.

Of course, this also benefited you. You got close to many of the students in class 1-A and decently acquainted with the rest. You even learned about 1-B (and some of the support courses through a friendship with Mei Hatsume.)

As surprising as it may sound, you encouraged Shigaraki not to go through with the USJ attack. You had a bad feeling that this wouldn’t end in your sides favor, and it made you uneasy. Shigaraki blew off your concerns though and attacked your class.

When you found out that morning that All Might wasn’t going to be there, you didn’t know how to react. A small part of you filled with fear at the thought of already having been found out, and being thwarted so soon. It would truly be a shame if you were arrested before completing your first plan in this project.

For whatever reason All Might wasn’t present, you still had to let Shigaraki know of the change of plans. You pushed down your anxiety and got out your phone, but Aizawa put a stop to that quickly.

With your phone being confiscated until the end of the school day, you had no way to contact Shigaraki.

Well, the USJ attack played out about as well as you had expected. All Might ended up saving the day with a late entrance and your poor Nomu was rocketed into the upper stratosphere.

And now 1-A was stronger.

You were a bit peeved at Shigaraki, especially when he acted like he was younger than you and threw a tantrum on the floor.

You ended up talking to Kurogiri to calm down a bit, and it honestly worked. Kurogiri had a very calming, almost parent-like presence. Something you lacked during your childhood.

The Sports Festival earned you an internship with some random hero you didn’t really care about. You pretended to be flattered every time she praised you and called your quirk strong, but it disgusted you how she complimented your power rather than how you used it. Classic heroes.

During the internships Iida, Todoroki, and Midoriya encountered the Hero Killer Stain.

...and got him arrested.

You were infuriated. You didn’t really care about whoever this Hero Killer guy was as a person but he was helping you out by getting rid of those damned pro’s. Now you had to go console your classmates and act like you were proud of their bravery.

Luckily, with Stain’s arrest came the entrance of new villains. When Shigaraki introduced Toga and Dabi into what he was now calling “The League of Villains,” Toga seemed most interested in you.

“This guy’s been a jerk ever since we started walking! Who are you? I’m Toga. Do you like blood? You’re so cute. You’d look so pretty if you were just a little bit bloodier~!”

And that’s how you got yourself a psychotic best friend. Well, you weren’t one to talk actually. Though debatable, you could also be deemed psychotic.

More villains joined the L.O.V. in a steady flow, and a rank system developed itself.

All For One, of course, was the boss. He was in charge of everybody and oversaw everything that happened.

Shigaraki was the first so-called “member” of the L.O.V. and A.F.O.’s unofficial kinda sorta son, so he was sort of like second in command. Technically, he was the boss and A.F.O. was like the master.

Kurogiri had been the second to join, two years before you. He didn’t seem to get the recognition he deserved, being treated as more of a “league slave” than an actual member. Still, he had more power than most of the members.

Except for you. Kurogiri answered to Shigaraki first, but you were a close second. You were like the leader of everybody else and a little less than equal to Shigaraki. Everybody else pretty much ended up taking on a lackey role.

When you were let in on the plan to convert Bakugou to villainy and capture him from 1-A’s trip to camp, you were given a decision.

You could either stay in hiding, or reveal yourself as the traitor to try to and help convince Bakugou.

The choice didn’t seem to be yours after all though, as everybody in the league seemed to encourage you to reveal yourself to gain the extra ally. (Other than A.F.O., who stayed out of your business.)

Bakugou’s shock to seeing you was immeasurable. The thought of there being a traitor at U.A. hadn’t hit him yet, so you standing free with the L.O.V. made his heart drop.

“You’re a... villain.” The blonde could barely bring himself to say the word, a knot forming in his stomach that made him nauseous with every growing second.

You walked over to your restrained classmate and hummed in acknowledgment. “Yeah, that’s what society calls us. Don’t you think that’s unfair though?”

“The fuck’re you talking about?” Bakugou muttered, eyes wide.

“Well, think about it. It’s really not as black and white as you picture it. The heroes are always going out and rescuing people who are in danger, but are they saving everybody who’s in trouble?”

The blonde stayed silent, so you continued.

“Heroes ignore people who need help everyday, simply because it’s not as visible as somebody being attacked, mugged, or kidnapped. Heroes abandon you if your problems aren’t deemed worthy enough for them to care about. So who saves us then? The pathetic justice system?”

Bakugou looked at your expression, no longer finding the warmth or joy in it. All familiarity dissipated; your smile empty and your eyes dark.

“Heroes call us villains because they don’t want to admit they gave up on us. Once upon a time, villains needed saving too. So tell me, who’s really the evil one here? Doesn’t it make you upset? You want justice, don’t you? That’s what we want too.”

“You could join us, Katsuki.”

Bakugou wasn’t completely convinced. He was hesitant, but accepted your offer on the condition you’d tell him why you became a villain. You agreed.

All of you were interrupted before you could tell him, with heroes breaking in.

You dragged Bakugou with you and out of sight until both of you and a few allies could be transported into the open.

All Might wasn’t pleased when Bakugou confronted him, head held high but different than before.

“If the heroes are constantly working to save everybody in need...”

“...then why are there so many villains?”

All Might cleared his throat. “Well, because they didn’t want to be saved.”

You scoffed, stepping out from behind Dabi’s tall frame.

“Bullshit.”

“Young (L/N)?..”

You glared at the hero bitterly, your words laced with venom as you spoke.

“Heroes are the ones who corrupted society! They ignored and abandoned those who needed help, opting for what was easier for them! Villains exist not because we want to, but because we have no other choice! It is the heroes who try to quiet our voices and manipulate the media, creating propaganda and avoiding the truth! I may be a villain, but heroes are villainous!”

The heroes were forced to retreat when A.F.O. stepped in and battled All Might. Due to your speech and Bakugou’s change of heart being caught by a news reporter, villain attacks were reported to be 20% higher in surrounding areas.

You and Bakugou stopped showing up for classes at U.A. knowing full well you’d overstayed your welcome.

One day, society will return to normal. Until then, you’re fine being the villain.

[rosethornewrites]

Sunday & Monday NR, E, & M reading

The usual

Finished

Not Rated:

post-Lotus Pier JC in the Nightless City pt 2, by nirejseki

Written spontaneously as a result of some very enthusiastic commentators in the last chapter (hat tip in particular to Riri, zicara, wanderer13 and Yengirl)

a nest where a mountain would be, by twigofwillow

Lan Qiren finds a boy on the streets of Yiling and the world changes.

A story in three parts

One Point Perspective, by castieldeansangel (2nd in a series, 5 chapters)

Every year, on the same day, Lan Xichen burns paper money for a boy he never really knew. He apologizes for failing him and promises to protect him better in another life if he ever has the chance.

Or: Seriously, how was four out of five for LXC?

Explicit:

WangJi, by tailor31415

"Are you composing? Is it a song for me?"

With his fingers taking up their places on the strings again, Lan WangJi tilted his head to meet Wei WuXian’s gaze and replied, “It is.”

Tease, by tailor31415

Wei WuXian teased him with Bichen in their dream. Lan WangJi has been planning and preparing for a long time to tease him in return.

So Why Not Crack Your Skull When the Mind Swells, by greenteafiend

Lan Wangji detects the curse trying to curl through his heart meridians like smoke. A love curse, then. It must have been cast remotely somehow to have found him in his bed in Cloud Recesses. No matter. Lan Wangji crushes it easily, enveloping it in his spiritual energy, and then squeezing. Curse averted, Lan Wangji closes his eyes and goes back to sleep. He thinks no more of it.

Two days later, Wei Wuxian arrives in Cloud Recesses.

Or, Wei Wuxian is cursed to feel terrible pain when he and Lan Wangji aren’t touching.

No sex for the wicked, by deliciousblizzardshark

Yilling Laozu has captured the beautiful and surprisingly submissive Hanguang-jun. Too bad he forgot to do his chores first.

or

He took a few steps back towards his thone, then turned back. “Lan Zhan, you’ve trespassed on my land,” he said. “You must pay the penalty.”

Lan Wangji looked at the floor. He was so hot and faint and on fire. “I will accept whatever punishment the Yiling Laozu deems necessary,” he said, breathlessly.

“Wei Wuxian!” a woman’s voice called.

“Qing-jie!” the Yiling Laozu... whined? “I’m in the middle of something!”

“What you should be in the middle of,” the short woman- the doctor and Wen Ning's sister, Lan Wangji guessed- yelled, “is doing the laundry!”

Mature:

Lightly, by Deastar

“You shouldn’t flirt with someone if you don’t mean it,” Lan Wangji bites out.

A sly smile curves the corners of Wei Ying’s mouth. He draws breath to speak, but Lan Wangji does not permit it. He speaks first, throat tight.

“Wei Ying. The Lan do not—take this lightly.”

As soon as the words leave his mouth, his eyes flick to Wei Ying’s face. This is the closest he has come to acknowledging what is between them—what has been between them since they crossed swords on the rooftop. Dangerous words.

u/throwRA-bffsmeat, by Domino After Dark (Domino_Waki)

I [24M] saw my best friend’s[24M] meat and now I cannot function in society.

In which WWX seeks advice from reddit.

What We Have Is Now, by Skadiseven (3rd in a series, 8 chapters)

“Nie Huaisang!” Lan-zongzhu thunders, more furious than she has imagined he was capable of, and she shrinks back instinctively. “Why?” he demands, and then more softly, “Why me?”

Her heart breaks at the naked anguish in his voice and she hates herself, hates that this is who they are now.

“I wanted him to lose you,” she says, hot tears tracing down her cheeks.

Nie Huaisang was willing to pay any price for justice, make any choice, live with any regret.

But she's finally ready to take responsibility and face the consequences.

Hopefully her honesty will renew lost friendships, ease the heartache of her er-ge, and earn love she's afraid she's lost.

Unfinished

Not Rated:

What change can a question make?, by Sherry_T

" Wei-xiong you really love your sword and you are so strong, I can't believe it that you of all people abandon it , did something happen to your core " he asked sheepishly

Blood drained from Wei Wuxian's face while the other sect leaders

frowned ;thinking , it's Jiang Cheng who confronted him

" Wei Wuxian tell me what happened? " He almost screamed with anger , how dare his brother hide something like that from him

AKA

What happens when a scheming Nie Huaisang asked Wei Wuxian about his lack of sword infront of all sect leaders present in the meeting

The Untamed: To Walk in One's Shoes, by YenGirl

It turns out that that old adage of 'To walk a mile in someone's shoes' proves to be the most effective way for three siblings to understand one another. Too bad there's a wedding involved.

A Soft Storm, by AvoOwO

The first thing he thinks he hears is music. His guqin, soft and intense in all the most perfect ways. His guqin is good, constant and firm. His guqin is sleek, beautiful, and Lan Wangji can hear it reverberating through his ears.

The second thing he hears is his own sniveling, low and hitching.

Something hurts.

It takes a moment for him to recognize it as his hand that hurts.

Spirited Away, by slex (slexenskee)

Thirteen years after he sealed the Burial Mounds, The Yiling Patriarch opens up his elusive and mysterious Yiling Wei Sect to its very first Discussion Conference. This is most unfortunate for Jin Guangyao, who has a secret he needs to come clean with that he'd wanted to keep hidden in those mists forever.

Whatever control Lan Xichen had over his expression well and truly breaks at that. Beneath it is a profound sorrow, lacerated with betrayal. He looks as if, well, as if Jin Guangyao has just admitted to attempted infanticide on their own child. So nothing unexpected, but still unfortunate to see.

Explicit:

In the circle around broken glass, by Cycliph

Jin Guangyao wishes for the sect leader's position, thus he must clear out the obstacle known as 'Jin Zixuan'. Anything for fame. So he frames Yiling Patriarch for the death of Lan Wangji's unborn child. It was a miscalculation as he didn't expected Wei Wuxian to be the father of Wangji's child! How could Zewu-Jun keep something like that from him? He's hurt!

Heart of the Beast, by WaitForTheSnitch

“Wei Ying?” Nie Mingjue prompted him gently. “Where are your parents?”

“They went on a night hunt,” Wei Ying said, a bit evasively.

“Your parents are cultivators?” Da-ge asked in surprise. “Did they leave you here while they hunted? When did they go on their night hunt?”

“Four summers ago,” Wei Ying said a bit uncomfortable.

“Four summers ago,” Nie Mingjue repeated. “What are your parents’ names?”

“My mama is Cangse Sanren and my baba is Wei Changze,” Wei Ying told him, and recognition registered in Nie Mingjue’s eyes.

“Wei Ying,” Nie Mingjue said, sounding a bit regretful, “Your parents aren’t coming back.”

Or, Nie Mingjue and Nie Huaisang run into Wei Ying while in Yiling and decide to bring him home. And it changes everything.

The Peach Blossom Grotto, by waffles_4_breakfast

A canon-divergence after core transfer.

Wei Wuxian emerges from the burial mounds, and the events of the Sunshot Campaign play out differently.

Safely hidden in Gusu, by Aleaneah

Lan Wangji had just finished his three years of seclusion.

However, that doesn't mean he had finished his mourning and grieving.

How could it be otherwise, when his heart is dead ?

Then...

One day, a friend(?) come to him, scheming behind his fan.

And his world regain a little of its colors.

Mature:

Time, by WithBroomBefore

Time travel fix-it AU, diverging from after Wei Wuxian's death and before Lan Wangji's punishment.

One: Perhaps the not-voice is a spirit, wailing its own grief. Two: Perhaps it is Wei Wuxian. There is no shortage of unhappy spirits in the world, now, so there is no certainty of that, but Lan Wangji must find out if there is any chance at all. Three: They have not taken his guqin, but the guards will hear it if he plays, and they may stop him. Four: He must then leave Cloud Recesses.

Tragedy That Befall Upon Us, by xoxoholic

"Hey! What's this?" Jin Ling yelled, pointing at the glowing, black and red orb. Jiang Wanyin marched over to Jin Ling, but the young Jin sect leader had already touched the orb.

"Jin Ling!" Jiang Wanyin yelled in anger. If his golden core was not sealed, then Zidian would be cackling furiously.

"..Oops?" Jin Ling sheepishly smiled as he hid behind his friends. Lan Jingyi laughed at Jin Lings predicament while Lan Sizhui sighed. Ouyang Zizhen laughed with Lan Jingyi in amusement before he was hit in the back of his head by his father.

To Ride A Stygian Tiger, by Madyamisam

Wei Wuxian is mortally wounded after saving Jin Zixuan from death at the last moment during his altercation with the Jin Sect at Qiongqi Road. Realising that there will be more threats and even another siege on the horizon threatening to wipe out the Wen Remnants at the Burial Mounds, he sets on an impossible task using his last breath to protect everyone he cared about.

The Strength in your Kindness, by SoullessCadmium

Jiang Yanli has the perfect life, the perfect husband, the perfect brother. There is truly no one as lucky as her in all of the cultivation world. Yet she can't help but mourn for the family she once had, the family she should have done more to protect. So, when she finds an array that can send a person back in time, is there really any other choice?

Or, the Jiang Yanli Time-Travel Fix-It

A twist in time, by Souldealertm

Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi got their happy ending, however the pain and loss of the past is still haunting them and many others. The previous generation has messed up horribly and caused the generations to come great pain. Now some of the people from the previous generation have gotten a second chance to fix everything and give their children and grandchildren a better future.

Get it right (this time), by AmiraAlzilu

Death would be a fate too kind for Wei Wuxian. He should pay for every sin he committed.

At least that’s the only explanation he has for this impossible situation. After falling from the cliff he woke up in his 15 year old body, just before his months of study at Cloud Recesses.

So, thinking it was for the best, he decides to disappear when he was supposed to be searching for their lost invitation.

Little does he know someone else came back in time with him.

[strideofpride]

DAIR APPRECIATION WEEK 2021 DAY ONE: Why do you love Dan and Blair?

I broke down what I love about Dan and Blair into five parts under a read more below. The tldr is: their compatibility, their parallel arcs, their slow burn, the larger message it would've given GG if they were endgame, and finally their mature, adult relationship (aka "pure and simple love").

Warning: I basically wrote a fucking essay lmao. Cited my sources and everything.

I. Compatibility

Dan and Blair have great chemistry sure, but they have something that I don't think any other pairing on the show really had: common interests. They were pseudo-intellectuals who could talk about books, literature, art, etc. with each other ("Dan and I have a real connection. We did things like visit the Dia and debate Charbol versus Rohmer..."). And I know in TV world all anyone cares about is chemistry, but in the real world the key to a long lasting relationship is common interests.

And yet they are also still an opposite attracts pairing, just in the best way, where they are opposite in personality and background, but still share lots of common interests. Blair was the rich mean girl from the Upper East Side and Dan the "poor" loser from Brooklyn, but they still can relate to one another, they can still find stuff to talk about together, they still come to enjoy each other's presence and friendship.

And back to their chemistry: it isn't steamy chemistry 100% all the time (although they can certainly go there). Their's is a sweet chemistry, a chemistry where it's clear that they respect each other, that they know each other on a deep level, that they understand each other more than anyone else. It's a chemistry that you believe could lead to a satisfying marriage one day.

And I know I've said this before, but to me Dan and Blair are just soulmates.

II. Parallel Arcs

I am such a sucker for when two characters' life journeys parallel one another and Dair had that in spades. In season 1 especially, they were both dealing with the abandonment of a parent (Dan's mom/Blair's dad), they both lost their virginities and entered into sexual relationships with much more experienced partners (Serena & Chuck), and they both had their sights set on one school (Yale & Dartmouth - although come season 2 this became Yale for Dan, giving them even more in common).

I've also already talked on here about how you can parallel all of their other romantic/sexual relationships to one another, as well as how they both were abandoned by their best friends sophomore year. And, they both have a bad habit of going back to the same person over and over again (again, Serena & Chuck).

To me, Dan and Blair are almost narrative foils. Dan's relationship with his father starts out pretty solid but deteriorates over time - Blair's relationship with her mother is the exact opposite. Dan pines, while Blair loves to live in denial. Blair sees her life as a movie, Dan sees his life as a novel.

And that makes it all the more satisfying to see them come together, to learn to appreciate their differences, to accept their similarities, to see them grow together (albeit briefly) over seasons 4 and 5.

III. Slow Burn

A lot of people on here use this word incorrectly. If the characters kiss during season 1 (unless it’s under false pretenses) it’s not a slow burn! But Dan and Blair are a true slow burn (whether or not that was intentional).

From that hallway scene in 1x04, it's clear that Dan and Blair have a deeper connection and understanding of each other than they are letting on. We get brief glimpses into that in 1x15, 2x08, 3x18, and 3x22. All of that very slow build up makes it all the more satisfying when they become friends in season 4.

I truly think the W arc is the best written arc of the entire show. You very slowly see them accept their common interests, grow to begrudgingly respect one another, even begin to accept that there might be an attraction there. It never feels rushed, when they kiss in 4x17, it's earned (I use this word a lot - buckle in).

And then, yeah, the Louis arc was fucky (I stand by that they should've kept the love triangle Dan vs. Chuck, or Dan vs. Louis, all three was too much). But Dan standing by Blair through everything she went through that season was beautiful, to see her depend on Dan in her darkest moments, to see her realize that he's the one who will always be there for her...it just really, really worked.

And so that moment when Blair finally calls him "Dan" to his face, when it becomes clear they are finally going to be together...it's one of the single most satisfying moments in the entire show. Because, again, it was earned.

IV. Larger Message

As this video essay posits, the showrunners were left with a choice after the 2008 economic recession: "Either adjust to the times or lean further into an escapist fantasy where extreme wealth is the status quo...and lean they did. For the sake of providing their audience with an escape, the dark underbelly of extreme affluence became the show's core theme. The more it began to sell cynical opulence as standard escapism, the more the writers and fans turned on the less wealthy characters."

Furthermore, by revealing Dan as Gossip Girl, "It transitions him from pretentious soft boy to borderline sociopath, actively ruining the lives of his friends, family, and crush just to get a foothold in Upper East Side society. And then the show did something it had seldom deemed to do for a less wealthy character: it rewarded him...And thus, the show presented us with the most insidious message of all: wealth, privilege, and power corrupt...and that's okay."

By having Chuck & Blair and Dan & Serena as endgame, GG became one of the most cynical shows on the planet, where (to quote Constance Grady) "all relationships are transactional".

But yet: "The sole bright spot in the midst of this cold universe in which relationships are bought and sold like real estate came in the form of Blair’s brief season four romance with Dan...it marked the last hurrah of the first version of Gossip Girl: In a world in which money is so powerful that it makes romantic relationships indistinguishable from prostitution, Dan and Blair were working to create an authentic, meaningful bond outside of the influence of wealth and privilege."

If Dan and Blair had been endgame (and Dan hadn't been GG - although we all know that one is bullshit anyway), it would've been a rebuke to that ideology, it would've shown that there is more to a good marriage than a shared tax bracket, that a genuine connection is more important than wealth and privilege. That abuse does not equal love.

But alas, that was not the story they wanted to tell I guess.

V. Mature, Adult Relationship (aka "Pure & Simple Love")

I am personally not much of a fan of grand romantic gestures. I often find them shallow, childish, and showy. To me, it is far more romantic for Dan to have secretly written a book about Blair, for Blair to submit Dan's article to Vanity Fair, for Dan to say "it wouldn't to me" when Blair asks if it would matter if she was pregnant with another man's child (especially since this moment is (take a shot here), you guessed it, earned - we know he's being honest because we already saw him do this with Milo).

Now, I am personally not as much of a fan of the Met Steps moment as everyone else (Blair's desire to be royalty is probably the thing I like least about her), but that was probably Dan's grandest romantic gesture and yet...it's still so simple. It's really just a plastic tiara and a cab ride. Which is what makes it so beautiful. Because it's not about the money or the extravagance or showing off to anyone else...it's about Dan showing Blair he truly knows her. And to me, that's the healthiest way to do a romantic gesture.

I also love their bad sex arc in 5x18 because a) it's real - most real world couples don't have earth shattering sex the first time together, it takes time to learn what your partner likes and needs and b) because they actually (after getting drunk at Dorota's & Nate's) communicate about it and work out their problem like adults.

Because that's the thing about Dan and Blair - it's a real adult relationship. It's not a never-ending game of cat and mouse, it's not a fallback, it's not a bad habit...everything else just melts away when they're together. They grew and changed together...they learned to put aside their prejudices and see each other beyond their facades. They became better people together. They always had someone they knew they could turn to.

And that's what true love is supposed to be.

[sohin-ace]

Jojo Drabble - Jotaro (Pride Month Special)

It's the end of Pride Month, and I haven't seen a single, not a single post about Aro/Aces...

I'm not really surprised. At all.

I'm linking some interesting videos and websites to help you understand this sexual orientation.

Asexuality: The invisible Orientation by Hippie Calico

I spent a day with Asexuals by Anthony Padilla

Asexuality by David Jay

Asexuality.org (available in 16 languages)

R/aaaacccccce on Reddit

R/asexuality on Reddit

(Both subreddits are very cute and full of funny memes and good positivity 💜🖤)

In regards to the visibility of this marginal and forgotten sexuality, I'll be making a drabble about it. With the only openly Aro/Ace character of Jojo that I know of.

※ Jojo Scenario • Jotaro - Ace to Ace

You opened the heavy metallic door leading to the rooftop, the loud clank and dry screech making you cringe. Hopefully the sound wouldn't alert the teachers or the class reps. After all, nobody was allowed on the roof. Especially during class hours.

You walked around, searching for a certain someone and, surely enough, the boy in question was there, just where you expected him to be.

"Man, you sure love to ditch, don't you?"

You chuckled and the male didn't even spare you a glance, his hat effectively shielding his face from the Spring sun as he laid leisurely on the floor, his arms pillowing his head.

"I could say the same to you."

Well, he wasn't wrong, you thought to yourself, but you would never admit it out loud and possibly give this smug man reason.

You slowly and carefully sat down next to him, groaning slightly at the painful difficulty of the usually simple task.

Jotaro perked up slightly at your discomfort, making sure you were alright. Thankfully you seemed alright and he relaxed.

"Yare yare daze, you shouldn't have come. You're still recovering, why are you walking flights of stairs now?"

That's right. You were still under medication and strict medical supervision for your quite severe stomach wounds. And you still weren't used to your prosthetic leg just yet.

It was purely a miracle that you managed to survive that fight against Dio, and you never ever took a second of your life for granted after that, thinking of the friends who didn't have the same chance as you, lost forever during that battle.

You looked down at your uniform skirt. You couldn't think about that now. You had to lift up the mood for Jotaro, and for them.

"Hey, I'm fine." You dismissed with a smile, "It doesn't even hurt that much anymore, it's been a while now." You reassured and he only mumbled his catchphrase again, laying back down.

You two kept each other company in comfortable silence. Despite everything, Jotaro was still taciturn and you were much calmer after all that happened the past few months.

It was already the end of the school year and your thoughts drifted to the future that awaited you, and what it had to possibly offer.

"Say, Jotaro..." You softly grasped his attention and he only hummed in response. "What do you think will happen next? After we graduate, I mean..."

"Hmm?" He opened a curious blue eye at you." ...Go to college or get a job. Or both. What else do you want to do?"

"Ah well..." You paused and thought of your next words. "I don't want to but... Guess I'll have to get married and stuff eventually... Have kids, cook for my husband, things like that you know..."

Jotaro clicked his tongue and scoffed at the disgusting idea. "...Bullshit."

"I know..." You sighed and looked back down at the male, only to see him stare at the now more covered sky, his usual glare softer on his face. You knew what he was thinking.

"Jotaro..." You called and he looked at you. "You're the same as me... Right?"

He didn't say anything, but his eyes spoke answers for him. You may not have known him for very long, but the adventures and experiences you lived with him were worth much more than years of friendship.

He huffed and closed his eyes. "Yare yare daze... Why are you talking about depressing things, now?"

"I mean... Can you blame me for being worried? I know you feel the exact same, Jotaro." You brought your knees up to your chest and stared ahead. "You'll have to get through the same thing at one point too... That's... What we're expected to do, after all... Whether we like it or not."

He hated to admit it, but you were right. What was the place in society for two outsiders with not interests in romantic or sexual relationships?

What were Aromantics and Asexuals besides loners, straight people craving attention and finding poor excuses for their lack of charisma?

Especially when everybody well knew that the only way to succeed in life, was to share it with a significant other and keep the bloodline going forever.

...Or was it really?

All these thoughts, your obligations as members of the patriarchal modern society, the implications behind all of it, the consequences, the fate you two would be doomed in. All of these were so painful. A lifelong struggle.

He was aware that he'd have to complete his other half of his life, achieve the ultimate life goals of getting married to a beautiful little wife and have cute little children running around the house and all that jazz.

But that's not how Jotaro Kujo had ever imagined his life would be like.

He had his own dreams, his own comforts. Being alone was good. So good. But he had no choice, he'd have to satisfy society's expectations. He'd have to make his mother proud and granting her the little grandchildren she always wished to have.

Jotaro looked back at your metallic leg. After all you've been through, after all he's lost to save his mother, pleasing her and making her happy was the least he could do to honor your sacrifices and the deaths of his loved ones.

But what could he do? Force himself? A man couldnt force himself to develop feelings, he could only pretend. But what good would that do him?

He'd have to, eventually. He couldn't help but think back at you. You were all the same. And you two would be judged for life for not following suit and do like everyone else, like little sheeps.

Was it so wrong to not want to be with a special someone? To not get attached or attracted? Why was it so weird? Why was it unacceptable? Who deemed it necessary, to get stuck into marriage just for the sake of being married?

And man, his thoughts rathered to drift to sex either, that's really the last straw and if possible, he'd love to shut everybody up about it. Shut up everybody who only validated a man's worth by his primal urge to knock a woman up.

You seemed to be the only one he could actually talk about this with, since people would just tell you the usual 'You're gay!' or 'You haven't found the one yet!'.

Just like telling a depressed person to 'cheer up'. Bullshit excuses of people who couldn't accept that mindsets and sexualities differ with each human being.

What were the two of you supposed to do? You were stuck, cornered.

He was a stone that knew nothing about affection, and he already pitied the unlucky woman who'd get to him.

And you were just as bad of a stone. He felt bad for you, for having to have to lay down and take it without batting an eye just to satisfy the needs of the greedy bastard that'd snatch you away.

"... We'll figure it out, Y/N. We've dealt with much worse to worry about things like that."

"That's true but... I don't know. It's hard to imagine a family life. I like chilling on my own. And I'm still too sad about them to be lovey-dovey."

He scoffed, hitting your back playfully. "So what? Let two hopeless rocks with crippling depression be themselves. Sounds like a plan."

"Now, hear yourself talking about depressing things!" You chuckled and pointed out accusingly at him, stealing his precious hat and putting it on your own head.

He sat up with an exhausted sigh and roughly pulled his hat down your eyes, as his own little revenge, gratified by a small 'Ow!' of response from your end.

He let out a ghost of a smile as you were blinded by his hat, thankful that you couldn't see him even though he knew you'd never tease him for being more expressive.

"Ow, that actually hurt, Jojo, you bastard!"

"Let's go." He stood up before stretching his huge hand out to you, making sure to be careful with your injuries as he pulled you up to your feet with surprising gentleness.

Before you could reach your classroom, you grabbed your friend's arm, prompting him to stop walking in the empty hallways.

"But really, Jojo... Wherever you are, and if you have been pushed into a life that unsatisfies you in the future... think about me, okay? You know that somewhere, I'll be the exact same... You're not alone."

He couldn't help but soften his gaze just slightly. You were a thoughtful person, that wasn't a secret. You already had proven yourself to be compassionate multiple times during your crusade, and you kept on.

You made him realise that he was normal and it was okay to not feel anything. You two could only rely on each other now, and it sure didn't matter to him what people say.

Oh of course he'd heard his classmates gush about how cute you two were and how uncharacteristically sweet he was towards you ever since you came back from your trip.

Because the infamous Jotaro Kujo wouldn't just have a soft spot for just anyone, right? Nobody would believe that he became so gentle just because you were injured, there must be something more, right?

No. Absolutely not. And screw society for fogging people' small brains into thinking that there's an afterthought or innuendo behind every male-female, or even same sex platonic relationships.

He knew well that it made you as uncomfortable as him, but you always brushed it off and let the people talk. Let them believe whatever they wanted.

He never wanted to think too much about it, but he couldn't help but worry as well sometimes. That was the kind of things that pissed him off.

It pissed him off so bad. If it wasn't for you he would have crushed so many skulls already. That would teach some people to shut the fuck up.

"What are you thinking about, Jotaro?"

He blinked, humming questioningly at you as you had taken him out of his transe.

"You just called Star Platinum." You said as you grabbed the Stand's big hand, shaking it around as if to greet him, to which he responded with a whispery 'Ora'.

He sighed heavily, calling his Stand back. "Nothing... Nothing at all."

You chuckled a bit. You've learned to read him quite well overtime. A skill only his mother and Kakyoin had mastered. "I'm worried too, Jojo. Hopefully it will be okay... For us."

You patted his back reassuringly and he smiled.

Wasn't that kind of love enough? Love without obligation, without commitment. Without the consequences. Without gender norms, without standards. Just people caring for each other. Wasn't friendship, camaraderie, sisterhood and brotherhood beautiful enough?

Platonic, unromantic love was much stronger than any other type of relationship. He was satisfied with this form of social contact. He didn't need anything more.

Jotaro Kujo was never a greedy man, after all.

The male was suddenly brought back to his sense when he felt a tiny hand tug insistently at his sleeve, hoping to wake him up from his rêverie.

"Papa, you fell asleep on your desk again..."

Jotaro inhaled tiredly, scratching his head and taking in his surroundings, his study back in his home in Florida. He patted his daughter's head, making her scrunch her face a little.

Was it that late already? He was so used to dozing off after working on his thesis, reflecting on his life and his choices. He had been overworking himself lately. He knew he shouldn't overthink, but he couldn't help it.

"Thank you Jolyne. Go back to sleep now, alright?"

The little girl nodded and trutted out, leaving her father alone to his thoughts.

Jotaro let out another breath, eyeing a certain picture frame, taken in the desert. Hopefully you were living a fulfilling life of your own.

And hopefully you two would get to meet again, and maybe talk again.

Ace to ace.

[katyatalks]

Otomedia April 2019 - Kokuryuu Sachi’s [Shou] Interview

Here's the translation of Kokuryuu Sachi's [Shou] interview from the MP100 section of Otomedia April 2019 (March release)! Super nice analysis of Shou, Ritsu, Touichirou etc. and the relationships between them.

Q: Shou is a character that makes his entrance quite suddenly during the climax of season 1. What were your thoughts on him back then?

A: I thought he was a mysterious character. His entrance scene is very significant, with even everyone from the Seventh Division wondering just who exactly he is. He was a character that appeared to have no connection to any of the characters we’ve seen so far. And, while the other characters are generally involved in comical scenes, Shou didn’t have that atmosphere to him at all. The air around him suggested that he was powerful, and I felt within the story itself he’s a character who can’t let his guard down around anyone, so at that time I suppose I thought of him as being isolated.

Perhaps thanks to the scene in which Shou takes an interest in Ritsu, season 2 begins with that connection between the two being formed, so the feeling of loneliness surrounding Shou wasn’t as strong with season 2. In season 1, he didn’t have anyone he could rely on, but - how should I put it - with season 2 it felt as if he finally entered into the Mob Psycho 100 gang. But every time Shou-kun appears, it’s in a pretty anxiety-inducing way! (Laughs)

Q: And your thoughts on him now?

A: A kid who acts much like a kid… how should I put it. He’s very much a middle-schooler. He’s able to use powers and has become magnificent as a result, but as for the story, he’s in his “rebellious period”.

Q: Your thoughts on Ritsu, who Shou works together with?

A: I feel Shou’s thoughts on Ritsu are; he’s intelligent, he’s about as powerful as I am, he’s balanced, and “he understands the things I say”. I feel like Ritsu always tries to look at the bigger picture. I understand wanting to work together with someone for the express reason that you can’t trust them. For Shou, self-control is important, isn’t it? He's sensible, being able to suppress his own powers, yet use them properly against an enemy when needed. And yet, some powers can be overwhelmed. One of Shou’s lines is, “powerful idiots are the biggest trouble,” and that’s exactly it. I think Shou finally found, in Ritsu, a companion that he can talk to on the same level with. I don’t think what the two of them have is some simple friendship. There’s not been any happening so as to nurture that kind of relationship. For me, I think what they have is something akin to sympathy, between them. You’ve probably had the experience before where when you talk to a friend, you find that you have similar home-life situations, right? I wonder if there’s something more to friendship than society says, something sixth-sense-ish that attracts us to one another. A seeker, deep within us. When the way we think about things is similar.

For me personally, I’ve always thought that Ritsu is a truly good kid. He is patient with everything. Of course, Shou puts up with things too, but Ritsu endures everything, even though he could let all his emotions out in an explosive way. In that sense, there’s something conflicting there, I suppose. When I look at him, how do I put it... I feel something like pity, and I want to support him. There’s been times where I’ve thought it must be painful for him, being so honest. I love Ritsu the most!

Q: Now, what are your thoughts on Shou’s father, the boss of Claw, Suzuki Touichirou?

A: Shou is confrontational, but when I read the things he says I feel strongly that he is the kind of kid who just wants to be cared for. He wants his father to look at him - care for him - so he bites at him. But his father is someone who is estranged from things like love, so Shou isn’t sure how to get what he wants. His father is unable to sympathise, is one way to put it. And yet, he managed to raise such a loving son. That’s a mystery. I really feel that Shou loves his father, but his father is far too awkward and can’t accept this fact. As for what becomes of this father-son relationship, it’d be spoilers if I went too far into details, but I felt a little saved.

Q: Please tell us any highlights of the climax.

A: Shou’s long-awaited entrance. There’s a deep(?) negotiation between Shou and Ritsu in which I couldn’t stop grinning as we performed it, so please look forward to that. Even though all Ritsu says is, “yes” (laughs).

And, Serizawa, Serizawa! He’s a soothing part of the climax. Looking at the other members of the ultimate five, they all have scary faces and seem like the bunch to make fools of others, but Serizawa with his soothingness being part of that is unbelievable! Rather than the negative image of being a hikikomori or dark-natured, he’s overflowing with the air of being a sensitive, kind person with the things he says and his voice. I think that’s amazing. I really love him. And, speaking of voices, Touichirou is so cool. Like, “oh, damn”, levels of cool. For me personally, being able to give a performance of defiance against big veteran Inoue Kazuhiko-san was a lot of fun. It felt great to have Inoue-san respond sharply to that, too. It’s an opportunity I’m very thankful for.

Q: Please give a final message.

A: From here on, the plot develops in a way that you’ll look at in mute amazement (in a good way!). The speed is insanely good, and I think it’ll be content you can deem worthy of multiple rewatches. The drawings, the music... the next 4 episodes are amazing and rich, so… proceed with caution! (Laughs)

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Twitter crosspost here.

Otomedia April 2019;

ONE’s special interview here.

Sakurai Takahiro [Reigen VA] & Itou Setsuo [Mob VA] joint interview here.

Kokuryuu Sachi [Shou VA] interview here.

Itou Setsuo [Mob VA] & Irino Miyu [Ritsu VA] interview here.

Character Designer Kameda, Eye-catch Team Kenja, Series Co-ordinator Seko & Director Tachikawa's interview here.

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2020 Writing Wrap-Up

Something that I do every year on the 1st is go back through absolutely everything I’ve written throughout the previous year and compile it into one massive word document. Everything from outlining notes to unfinished short stories to my NaNo project wind up in that file, where I like to read back and reflect on what I’ve gotten done through the year. 

Every year, I end up having written more than I expected, and this year was no different! 

Total for 2020: 203,119!

This is the first recorded year (I think it’s year 4 that I’ve done this for?) in which I’ve cracked 200K! It’s also the first year I’ve ever actually followed through on my resolution to share some of my writing online! So as rough as 2020 has been, I still somehow managed to break some personal records in writing. Which probably has everything to do with the fact that I joined this community earlier this year, and it’s been incredibly encouraging and supportive!

I also branched out a bit more this year in a few ways. I worked on some poetry and prose, which is not something I’ve put a lot of time into before so tends to be a challenge. It’s nothing that I’ll be posting anytime soon, but it was fun to work on in the moment, which is especially important in such a wild year as 2020.

One snag that I definitely hit was the fact that I have a lot more unfinished work than most years. A majority of the short stories I started working on never got finished. But I can’t even be too upset about that, because I totally loved being able to read back on even the fragmented pieces I ended up with. And while I do think a large part of that (for me) is discipline over inspiration, I’m willing to accept that, sometimes, things will remain unfinished. And it’s okay to stop working on them. 

My overall focus shifted a bit this year, too, which was interesting. I worked more on longer things than most years - started out the year by finishing my first draft of Castle on the Hill, continued making some edits and reworking its outline, did a large part of Beneath Alder Creek’s first draft in November. Right now, I’m working on what I expect to be a novella by the time I’m done with it. It’s a big contrast to the usual, short and snappy short stories that fill most of my previous wrap-up files. But I still definitely write those sometimes, and it’s nice to be able to try stretching and testing my own boundaries. 

This is the part of my wrap-up where I go ham throwing in some of my favorite out-of-context quotes from a variety of different things I’ve worked on. Some of them might be familiar, a lot probably won’t. I’m going to post it beneath the thing so this doesn’t become even more absurdly long!

Some of the ~highlights~ of 2020:

First Thoughts in the Morning: wow the sexual tension between me and the alarm clock right now. Later Reflection: wtf? (a literal note on my notes app that I included because I Cannot remember writing any of this and it made me laugh)

Edriele’s gaze trailed down to the woman’s armor, and her stomach twisted. “Where did you find your attire?” The woman glanced down in surprise, as though she’d forgotten she was wearing it. “It was fitted to me when I gained my ranking. I suppose it draws attention, but after my confrontation at… you mean to ask me whether I’m impersonating a Knight!” “The thought had crossed my mind,” the Sister replied dryly. (novella WIP)

“Do you need to make a stop at your house before we head to the chapel?” Leslie asked as they started off. “What for?” Winnie asked. Leslie looked pointedly at the tip of her galoshes poking out from beneath her dress. With another roll of her eyes, Winnie sighed. “Oh, I suppose so.” (Beneath Alder Creek)

When the third meeting for the Society of the Hidden Immortal Tribe was called for the decade, I knew heads would roll. Gathering the entire society together took months. Everything had to be hush-hush; that was the entire point of spreading ourselves out. Plus, every time a letter arrived in the mail, it was a reminder of the idiot who had decided we needed a name change. Everybody agreed that being deemed the ‘S.H.I.T.’ was humiliating, but nobody could agree on a better title, so it had remained the same for nearly a full century. That was the problem with living forever. You always had more time to make decisions, and, in the end, nothing ever got done. (S.H.I.T.)

When she leaves, I’m not sure I remember a word of what she’s said. But as the stresses of the semester wash back in, and my mind clears like being pulled out of a dream, I suddenly understand how one could crash upon the rocks without realizing they’d ever changed their course. (A Modern Siren)

When Georg arrived later, he found Klaus leaning forwards onto the table, staring vacuously at one of his textbooks. "Studying hard?" he taunted as he approached and dropped into the seat Ingrid had been occupying. "I talked with Ingrid," Klaus explained. Georg's eyebrows shot up in genuine surprise, but he quickly recovered and looked pointedly at Klaus' posture. "Go that well, then?" "She said I'm arrogant and completely self-involved and that I never take what a girl says into account whenever I'm on a date." With a haunted gleam in his eye, Klaus stared up at his friend. "I think she's right." "Well then it's a good thing somebody pointed it out," Georg offered, and he turned to his work. (Castle on the Hill)

Takemoto Hana rested a hand over her face. She couldn’t see the swirling of darkness over her head, but she heard the whine behind its words. With a wry smile, she asked, ‘Do you not know how to brew tea?’ ‘Of course I know how to brew tea!’ The dark spirit’s voice boomed with a defensive defiance that rang false in the funny little woman’s ears.  (The Funny Little Woman)

“None of us want to be here right now,” Edgar called out to the hall. “None of us want to go back through the handbook and listen to the steps of proper etiquette in immortality. But it seems that, once again, it’s necessary.” “Dammit, Dave,” muttered the man next to me. I said nothing, but I couldn’t help but agree with the sentiment. Dave was… how do I describe Dave? To call him an idiot would be underestimating his craftiness. To call him a genius, I’d have to ignore all of his dumb antics. Cruel was too strong. Misguided was too innocent. Mischievous fit best, but even that fell short. Dave was a trickster god, if ever one existed. (S.H.I.T.)

Ridiculous, he told me with a self-conscious laugh of someone who didn't expect to be believed. I smiled, but I didn't join in. (The Little Roads)

“Hey, where did Alina go?” Lorelai asked. Zoe shrugged, but Jaiden cleared his throat. “I think you crossed one of her boundaries, Lo. She specifically asked not to involve her girlfriend in this, and then you did anyways. I know we needed the help, but friendships have to be built on mutual trust, my dude. You should’ve at least let her know your plan before you went behind her back.” The two women stopped and shared a look. “Hey, Jaiden,” Zoe asked. “Do you know the capital of Canada?” He shook his head. “I dunno, Ontario?” “Amazing.” (Mirror, Mirror)

"We had a bet going over whether you'd make it in time," Hans told him. "Did you win or lose?" Josef replied. Hans flipped a 5-Deutsche Mark coin over to Peter, who grinned as he pocketed it. "I'm glad you have so much faith in me." Josef's voice dripped with sarcasm. (Castle on the Hill)

Taliesin reached over his head and grabbed at one of the low-hanging bows, picking leaves from it. “I’m not sure.” Winnie stopped. “What do you mean?” “I mean that I don’t know.” (Beneath Alder Creek)

While she attended to these, the man beside her began to stir. Ella could see him out of the corner of her eye, attempting to push himself up into a sitting position. ‘You may want to lie back down,’ she told him, scrubbing uselessly at her skirt. The man continued to sit up anyways, pressing a hand against the side of his face. ‘Am I killed?’ ‘No, but your savior may be.’ Ella threw her skirt back to the ground. ‘When the Madame sees the state of me, I’ll be spending my future afternoons off making a new dress out of the fabric scraps.’ A frown crossed the man’s face as he considered her words, followed by a scowl of understanding. ‘You work for them. The bourgeoisie.’ (Cinderella)

Ingrid took the seat and began digging through her bag for a book. As she did so, she explained, "There were no other tables open in the building - even in the quiet section upstairs - so I figured that I would just ask the first person I recognized if I could sit with them, and well... here we are." "Don't worry about it," Georg answered when Klaus found himself dumbstruck again. "Just ignore the oaf, he'll leave you alone." Ingrid shot a grin at Georg, and Klaus suddenly wondered whether it was a good idea to have the two of them sit together. (Castle on the Hill)

Up ahead, I could see the glass walls of the bus stop. Usually, I waited for the bus leaning against the metal frame of the stop, leaving the seats inside open for children on their way to school. But the seats were empty now. I still avoided them. (Flo’s Magical Emporium: The Pandemic)

Now, I ask that you do not feel too much self-pity. For as easy an error as it may be to mistake a visiting aristocrat’s son for the hired help, the true talent in such a display causing his immediate departure lies within you alone. And to think that the meeting was the work of your father’s tenuous sway over the court! Well, I am sure the time away will do him some good, lest you begin to consider that you’ve ruined his position as well as your prospects. (Dearly Detested,)

Edgar was at the front of the lecture hall, and standing beside him was Dave, smirking as though at some private joke that only he was in on. He was wearing sunglasses, despite the dim lighting of the room, probably because he thought he looked cool. I rolled my eyes. What a tool. (S.H.I.T.)

 The work is different now. Countryside pathways winding through the forest lie forgotten for years without the familiar steps of a traveler. Off beaten paths in the city are never unknown for long, and sometimes streets that were once crossed by thousands a day fall back into obscurity. (The Little Roads)

“How much time will you give me to think on it?” she asked suspiciously, wrapping her arms around herself as though afraid they’d reach out to him if not kept in check. “You have all the time in the world,” the golden man said. “The boy’s, however, runs out with every passing second.” He extended his hand. (Beneath Alder Creek)

You ever met a rich person? Not comfortably wealthy. Not ‘my Uncle Kenny is a lawyer’ rich. Not even ‘widow answering the door to her manor on a hill dressed in fine silk’ rich. No, I mean proper, so-much-money-you-literally-can’t-spend-it-fast-enough rich. They say it isn’t worth Bill Gates’ time to pick up a $100 bill off the floor because he’ll have earned more in the time it takes to grab it. That kind of rich. They seem to be bred for times like these. Their houses are a source of endless entertainment – movie theaters, bowling alleys, personal gyms with a view of the sprawling landscape they overlook like cruel dictators. There’s no need for them to leave during a pandemic; they have access to the equivalent of a luxury resort most families have to save up month to visit. Necessities can be stockpiled in one of the useless extra spaces in the house. I mean, I once had to hide out in a luggage room for a contract. That’s right. An entire room dedicated to holding luggage, bigger than some of the apartments I’ve rented. I thought their residential labyrinths were my greatest source of grief. But social distancing? I’m one bad contract away from retirement. (Bounty Hunter During a Pandemic)

Shaking his head, Detlef pulled a new sheet from his notebook. “Look, I’m just saying, if we can get the satire right, we can be a modern Jonathan Swift.” “I don’t want to be a modern Jonathan Swift, I want to be a student actually passing his debate course!” Peter snapped. (Castle on the Hill)

Moonlight illuminated the German’s fair hair and pale skin, the effect more malevolent apparition than man. (Face on the Other Side of a Dark Window)

Back then, he’d been known for commissioning the exact same portrait of himself every hundred years, hanging them in a hallway in his manor and trying to pass them off as his line of ancestors to any of the locals. It had been a far less skeptical age, and Dave had earned himself a small band of worshipers before Jeff Goldblum himself had been forced to intervene. (S.H.I.T.)

Clara stood before the board of advisors assisting with her thesis. She was one, very intense paper away from her M.A., and she wasn’t about to risk it all by being too proud to ask for help. When she’d made the appointment to meet with them, she expected a series of questions surrounding her topic. Instead, they’d opened by offering her a job. “You want me to steal from the school?” Dr. Pye wrinkled her nose at the suggestion. Next to her, Dr. Pritchard said, “Don’t think of it as theft, dear. It’s merely redistribution.” Clara hadn’t amassed tens of thousands of dollars in debt to be lectured on the definition of robbery. “Either way, it involves me sneaking into the Chemistry department and taking a huge risk to get you some new toys to play with.” (Origins: The Ghost)

“Why is undermining Pryderi so important to Queen Ceridwen that she would risk breaking a timeless alliance just to dismantle them?” Her stomach twisted into a knot, protesting against the answer. “There are few members of the Dusk Court that we know by title.” A shadow passed over Enid’s expression. “The Lord of the Undernell is second only to the Queen.” “Great deeds build the reputation of one in their own court. Cruelty builds it in both.” Taliesin buckled under Winnie’s weight as she suddenly leaned against him. (Beneath Alder Creek)

“Why are all my friends so quick to endanger themselves?” I muttered as I packed up Midas’ crate. Natalie swiveled around from the candy aisle. “So you’re finally willing to admit that we’re friends?” “Save it.” (Flo’s Magical Emporium: The Pandemic)