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that-starry-freak · 2 months ago

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What is your favourite TSAMS ships?

anon, you have opened the floodgates oh my god- I have so many favorites (im a HUGE multishipper)

This is ordered into favorite to least favorite of my favorites!!! Pretend that made sense

Moonchips: ... wew boy- the flavors bro- the flavors- moon x v4? He said he'd like to date someone sarcastic and a bit sadistic if he ever tried dating, Eclipse fits the bill fucking perfectly. Moon x solar? Holy shit they're stupid and gay and awkward and have neither done this before let them cook let them experiment they're both scientists they're perfect that this. Moon x v1? Toxic, oh my god so fucking toxic such an interesting concept im not even going to go into it thats too crazy for main (i keep all my toxic ships on my tsams side blog 😔). Moon also includes new moon/nexus! Meaning, v4 Eclipse x Nexus? Yup, a flavour of moonchips, and holy fuck do I love v4 Eclipse x Nexus bro- also, v1 x nexus? He could have treated him SO much better. Also also, v2 x moon? Bro, they had a partnership already- like- auwnjsnssdnd AND ASH (eaps moon) X V4?? bro how can I be normal about moonchips-

Nexus x Eclipse x Sol: ... if you know, you know *looks to Zee* we have an au with this ship and it goes crazy bro. again, another au/ship too toxic to relaly yap about on main. But basically Sol abused Nexus and Eclipse and once they leave him they're very dependent on each other. Its a really interesting dynamic and its fun to play around with the characters

LullabyNight: chat, chat hear me out- listen Moon would be able to understand him if he really tried. And they could be sciency together- and experiment because Nexus did say that one time he wasn't sure about his sexuality (which makes sense!! Him questioning his sexuality is actually a nice part of his character arc, since he's not Moon) and Moon said he'd be willing to experiment with someone who was like him?? Bro, they're perfect. Let them kiss

Lord Eclipse x His Bm: he keeps them as his pet- thats- that's about it

Eclipse x Nexus x Solar (lullabychips, Eclipse², and Solarnexus): obviously my main ship i talk about a lot. Im not asss obsessed over it as I used to be (that is Zees fault, they got me obsessed over other ships <3) but when I rant about characters I think out of all the poly couples, they're best suited for each other. From Eclipse and Solar's moon trauma, to Eclipse and Nexus both being copies of someone else, to Eclipse and Solar both being eclispes. They could all understand each other very well, as well as compliment each other. Plus, cmon, Eclipse has been borderline defending Nexus-

Rumini (ruin x Gemini): a crackship that happened on a thread about who Ruin is shipped with and people were making art for it and I started thinking about it and im obsessed wnsdnsnsd they'd be so great for each other but also terrible. Secretive old man yaoi <3

Obviously just because they're on this list doesn't me I ship ship it (and if it isn't on this list that doesn't mean I dont relaly like it, it just doesn't mean I'm not obsessing over it rn. I really like bloodysun too) The only ones I think would actually be cute and good together are Solar, V4, and Nexus. Or v4 and Ash. I just think toxic ships can be really interesting!! It complicates things in a way that feels more real

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kiruvry · 4 months ago

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WHO is fungry rn. me and some friends have been making a termina cast for funsies i rly rly like my guys. mental anguish priest, cannibalistic creature and demented artist my favourite flavours.... Will post more abt them methinks..........

various doodles below th cut

john (big ol bearded guy) belongs to @laugtherhyena .... Who out here fucks w toxic evil codependent old(ish) man yaoi fuelled by religious delusion

#kiruvry ocs #amos dvorak #father dvorak #kit #matyas jezek #fear and hunger #fear and hunger termina #fear and hunger oc #f&h oc #kit just looks really small compared to these two because theyre huge and lanky sawrry

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necronatural · 1 year ago

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for the send me a character ask game: madara (&if you’re willing to do another one izuna)

I always love hearing what you think about them!

Of course no pressure :-)

Madara

First impression: The incredible ice-cold neutrality I had to Naruto villains by that point cannot be underestimated

Impression now: YEEES BROTHER PROBLEMS YEEEEES YOUR FUNDEMENTAL PERSONALITY AT ODDS WITH YOUR LOVED ONES. It's so awesome his brother wanted peace but because he didn't trust Hashirama or the Senju Madara just threw it all away once he fulfilled his brother's dreams. Go king fuck up everything. The Uchiha don't even like you anymore

Favorite moment: That world war fight where he used his sharingan to fight a whole army. I'm sorry that shit was hot as hell

Idea for a story: I know I already wrote Madara getting doublecucked fic but what if it was from Madara's point of view. Wouldn't that be so funny

Unpopular opinion: A lot of fanfics posit it's Uchiha culture to be covetous of your family and so on but I think Madara as an individual has severe control issues and codependency from family trauma. I think he's tender enough to want to do better but definitely the type of guy to Yellow Wallpaper somebody. He did do that. To Obito. Also I think if you genderbend the characters you should leave Madara as male because almost all his behaviour is informed by his male chauvinism and I think he would not do the things he did if he were a woman. Madara is without a doubt a misogynist (You Will Never Understand A Warrior's Bond flavour) so don't forget that either

Favorite relationship: I have special yaoi favourites where I smile and laugh and clap at stupid fujoshit yaoi interpretations. Madatobi isn't one of them though. If they aren't being toxic and insane at each other it's not them and it repulses me. I don't care about topping or bottoming only mind games. Fluff reserved for Hashimada. I like Hikaku having a one-sided psychosexual obsession with him since adolescence but no one understands me

Favorite headcanon:

Izuna

First impression: O...lore [thinks about what this means for Itachi's motivations because that is his narrative purpose]

Impression now:

BLORBO SUPREME

Favorite moment: It was really funny how the anime added a line about how smug he was about the power of the sharingan and then Tobirama immediately utilized all the Sharingan's weaknesses to kill him. Way to kick a nothingdude while he's down

Idea for a story: In 2021 this is the only thing I was capable of doing

Unpopular opinion: Aro/Ace Izuna... And not only aro/ace but insane about it because he lives in feudal japan as a political entity who is sexy. Technically this is headcanon but the difference here is that I don't like it when anyone disagrees with me on this one. Tobizu is my NOTP

Favorite relationship: Platonic Tobizu wins for fucking ever!!!!!!!!!! Also I'm so obsessed with the idea of him as Kagami's post-grad sensei who sucks ass. He makes chuunin and studies under Tobirama and is like They Give You Guys A Curriculum?

Favorite headcanon: They're a romantic tobizu shipper but I believe everything Hinomori posts forever. Go into their gallery and know joy. Oh my god. Just remembering their posts makes me so sentimental. ⬇️frowing up

Sorry Izuna's is small but you have to understand 1. he doesn't real 2. anything that is real to me I wrote 300k words about

#ask game #asks

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theheightofdishonor · 2 years ago

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i can't pick which hyperfixation to focus on so imma pivot in the opposite direction and just comment on all the dramas i've watched in the last couple months, both queer and not

2gether- Tropewise this should've been a home run but sarawat and tine just didn't vibe with me as a couple. If i was ranking it, it'd be like a 4/10. Basic, boring, those peep marshmallows with no depth of flavour.

Still 2gether- No plot but they had better chemistry this time. 6/10

3 will be free- 9/10, delightfully queer, I liked the side plots, i liked the main plot, point off only because Shin getting insecure and running off got repetitive.

A man who defies the world of bl 1+2- It was funny, i loved the parody aspect of it, probably would've liked it more if i had more than a cursory familiarity with yaoi as a genre. Liked s1 better than s2. 7/10

About Youth- It was fine? I liked it well enough while watching but it didn't stick out. Nothing you haven't seen before, rich/poor, popular/outcast etc. It had more of a queer vibe to it but i wish it lingered more, like old fashioned cupcake or itsay does. The love interest's best friend though, I loved. 5/10 because it's more interesting than 2gether and the chemistry was pretty good.

Bad Buddy: someone said that starting with this show was a bad idea because it would set the standards too high and they were absolutely correct. This show might as well be perfectly catered to me, it's got great chemistry, is fun to analyze, it's queer, it introduced me to Nanon, what's not to love. 12354678/10. Incomparable.

Be loved in house: I do - Office enemies-to-lovers. Very cute. Basic's only a crime if i didn't enjoy it and I did so 6/10.

Blacklist- The expectations I had for this show. Prim, Love, Ohm, Nanon, Khaotung, basically all my favourite gmmtv actors were in it and it sucked ass. I could've dealt with the growing ridiculousness of the school plot if the romances weren't the flattest, most cliche shit known to mankind. As it is, I didn't finish the show nor will I ever. Also watching this after Gifted is a special kind of hell because Nanon's playing the same character except written worse. -3/10.

Blueming -nothing special, I liked how the lead's family dynamics were portrayed. Like most kbls, too short for my liking. 5/10.

F4 Boys over Flowers. Believe it or not, this is the first version of boys over flowers i've watched. It meandered at times but was overall entertaining. I like useless bickering in my romances and Tu is charming as Gorya. Bright was pretty good too, I liked him better here than I did in 2gether. Milk's characters should've been in love with Gorya instead of Thyme though and the fact that she wasn't when they had so much chemistry is a crime. 8/10.

Business Proposal - As seems to be the trend with het kdramas, the beginning and end are both boring af, but the middle portions were pretty good. Both the romances were cute and I liked the chemistry between all the leads well enough. Also, i love a good running gag and it was funny watching everyone misunderstand the ceo and bodyguard's relationship. 7/10 because it's the first kdrama i actually watched til the end which just made the last ep that much more dissatisfying.

#2gether the series #still 2gether #3 will be free #a man who defies the world of bl #about youth #bad buddy #business proposal #blueming #blacklist #f4 boys over flowers #be loved in house: i do #idk how to tag this for internal purposes

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goblinn-prince · 6 months ago

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My favourite flavour of this is when initially, you think it's going to be the stereotypical yaoi thing and it's kinda boring. But then when things get real, and it's just 2 dudes? Beautiful. I love the spike in appriciation I get from averted expectations lmao

*grabbing mlm shippers by the shoulders* guys nobody needs to be the twink. nobody needs to be the sub. nobody needs to be the femboy. they can both be big fat hairy men who bask in each others masculinity or they can both be unspeakable monstrous creatures with inhuman genitalia it’s okay I’m holding your hand. Let me show you the way

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translations-by-aiimee · 3 years ago

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The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chapter 30

Original Title: 二哈��他的��猫师尊

Genres: Drama, Romance, Tragedy, Xianxia, Yaoi

This translation is based on multiple MTLs and my own limited knowledge of Chinese characters. If I have made any egregious mistakes, please let me know.

Chapter Index

Chapter 30 - This Venerable One Doesn't Want to Eat Tofu

"Hey, hey, did you hear? Elder Yuheng violated the sect rules. As punishment, he has to kneel in Yanluo Hall for three days."

In the morning class the next day, the disciples gathered on the Platform of Righteousness and Evil to practice and meditate. In the end, they are all teenagers and 20-year-olds, and they couldn't just do as they were told. If a master wasn't paying attention, they'll start whispering and gossiping.

The news that Chu Wanning had been punished quickly spread.

The disciples who witnessed the beating yesterday were not shy about sharing the gossip with others.

"Wow, why are you guys finding out about it so late? Oh . . . So yesterday Elder Lucun took you up the mountain to collect night dew flowers? Well then - you guys really missed out on a lot! Yesterday evening, in the Qingtian Temple, there was flesh and blood flying everywhere. It was horrible. Elder Yuheng was beaten with more than two hundred strikes! More than two hundred strikes! Not a single one missed! There was no mercy!"

The disciple made a particularly exaggerated expression every time he said a new sentence. No need to mention the show he was putting on for all his junior brothers and sisters surrounding him.

"Do you actually count all two hundred strikes? Even a big man could be killed, not to mention Elder Yuheng. He couldn't stand it and passed out. This made our young master mad. He rushed in and fought with Elder Jielu. He said not to lay another finger on Elder Yuheng. Ah, that scene—"

His facial features were wrinkled up like a steamed bun. He squeezed his eyebrows. Finally, he stretched out a finger, swaying from side to side, and summed it up in three words:

"Tsk tsk task."

Immediately, a younger sister disciple paled: "What! Elder Yuheng fainted?"

"Young Master and Elder Jielu got into a fight?"

"It's no wonder I didn't see Elder Yuheng in this morning class . . . so pitiful . . . what crime did he commit?"

"I heard that he beat a civilian in a fit of rage."

". . ."

Such gossips drifted into Xue Meng's ears from time to time. Life-Death Peak's young master had completely inherited his shizun's temper, so he was very irritable. It was unfortunate that more than one person was gossiping about this. There were groups all over the Platform of Righteousness and Evil, all muttering "Elder Yuheng was punished" and so on. It made him feel so irritated, but there was nothing he could do.

In one corner was Xue Meng, veins bulging on his forehead, and in the other was Mo Ran, unable to stop yawning.

Xue Meng couldn't direct his anger anywhere else, so he viciously spat at Mo Ran: "The plan of the day relies on the morning. You dog, you're so lazy in the morning! What has Shizun been teaching you?"

"Huh?" Mo Ran said with sleepy eyes followed by another big yawn. "Xue Meng, that's enough. I can handle Shizun's lecturing. Who do you think you are? I'm your cousin. Behave yourself when you talk with your cousin. Don't be so rude."

Xue Meng said fiercely: "My cousin is a dog. Be whatever you want to be!"

Mo Ran laughed: "You're so mean. If you don't look out for your elder sect brother, think about how disappointed Shizun will be once he finds out."

"You still have the audacity to mention Shizun! Let me ask you, when he went to the Court of Discipline yesterday, why didn't you stop him?"

"MengMeng, he's a shizun. Yuheng of the Evening Sky, Beidou Immortal. What did you want me to do?"

Xue Meng was furious. He drew his sword, his sharp eyebrows furrowed angrily: "What the hell did you call me?!!!"

Mo Ran's grin stretched from ear to ear: "Be good, MengMeng. Sit down."

Xue Meng bellowed: "Mo Weiyu, I'll kill you!!"

Shi Mei was caught between the two, listening to their daily bickering. He couldn't help sighing. He silently held the edge of his forehead, trying to concentrate on reading his book: "The sun and the moon are poured in the pot* when the spiritual core is first formed. The way of heaven cannot be interpreted, and life and death are involved in the process. . ."

*(T/N: 日月壶中灌 - referring to the Daoist practice of leisurely inactiveness)

Three days passed in the blink of an eye and Chu Wanning's period of reflection came to an end.

According to the rules, the next thing he had to face was a three-month grounding period. During this period of time, he could not leave Life-Death Peak and needed to go to Mengpo Hall to do miscellaneous chores, clean the corridor pillars of Naihe Bridge, sweep the steps in front of the mountain gate, and so on.

Elder Jielu was anxious: "Elder Yuheng, to be honest, I don't think you should do these things. You are the best shizun of your generation. Doing this kind of dishwashing and floor cleaning . . . it feels wrong." He trailed off, leaving half the sentence unsaid --

The main reason is that the old man doubts whether you can even sweep floors, cook and wash clothes!

Chu Wanning didn't doubt himself at all and went to report to Mengpo Hall in an orderly manner.

All of Mengpo Hall, from the chief steward to the servant, was shocked to hear that Chu Waning was coming to do hard labour. They were terrified, as if they were approaching the enemy.

Chu Wanning, dressed in white, arrived in a flutter.

His handsome face was cold and calm, completely expressionless. If you added an auspicious cloud under his feet and a whisk between his arms, he would've looked like the picture-perfect immortal.

Manager Meng Potang felt very ashamed and uneasy. He was actually supposed to make such a beautiful man wash vegetables and cook.

Chu Wanning didn't have the self-image of being a beautiful man. He stepped into the kitchen and coldly swept his gaze over the crowd, who couldn't help but take a step back.

". . ." Chu Wanning was straightforward. "What should I do?"

The chief steward coyly pinched the edge of his hem and thought about what he should say. He cautiously went with: "How does this elder feel about washing vegetables?"

Chu Wanning said: "Okay."

The chief steward was greatly relieved. He originally thought that Chu Wanning led a very pampered life. He might be reluctant to do this kind of labour, however, all the other jobs were either dirty and tiring or required some skill. He was worried that Chu Wanning wouldn't be able to do a good job. Since Chu Wanning easily agreed to wash the vegetables, he didn't need to worry about it.

As it turns out, the chief steward was really naive.

There was a clear stream in front of Mengpo Hall. Chu Wanning went to the stream with a basket of green vegetables. He rolled up his sleeves and began to wash the vegetables.

This area is under the jurisdiction of Elder Xuanji. Occasionally a disciple of the Xuanji sect passed by. He saw Chu Wanning actually washing vegetables and was so scared that he couldn’t even get a word out. He rubbed his eyes three or four times to make sure he wasn't seeing things. He said in astonishment: "Elder Yu-Yuheng -- good-good morning."

Chu Wanning raised his eyes: "Good morning."

Elder Xuanji's disciples shivered and fled.

". . ."

Chu Wanning didn't bother to talk with them and continued with his business. He broke the leaves, washed them, and threw them back into the basket.

He washed them very carefully. He broke each vegetable leaf apart, repeatedly brushing them thoroughly. The consequence of that was -- come noon, the basket of vegetables still hadn't been washed.

The man waiting in the dining room was anxious, pacing around in circles: "What should we do? Why hasn't the elder come back yet? If he doesn't come back with the vegetables, how are we going to make the stir-fried beef and vegetables?"

The chief steward looked at the sun and said: "Forget it. Hurry, let's replace it with braised beef."

So, when Chu Wanning returned, Mengpo Hall had already served the beef. The stew was so crispy and flavourful that there was no need for vegetables at all. Chu Wanning frowned. He held his vegetables, rather unhappily, and coldly asked: "If you didn't want the vegetables, why did you make me wash them?"

The chief steward's hairs stood on end. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his handkerchief and said something that he regretted: "That's not it. I was thinking you could make a pot of stewed tofu with vegetables?"

Chu Wanning had no expression. Still holding his vegetables, he tilted his head and pondered silently: ". . ."

The chief steward hurriedly said: "If you don't want to, that's alright--"

He hadn't even finished speaking before Chu Wanning asked: "Where is the tofu?"

Chief Steward: ". . ."

"Elder Yuheng, do you . . . know how to cook?"

Chu Wanning said: "I'm not completely ignorant. I'll give it a try."

At noon that day, all the disciples happily entered Mengpo Hall as usual in groups, looking for somewhere to sit. Then, they headed to the counter to get their food served.

There was no shortage of food on Life-Death Peak. The food had always been plentiful and today was no exception.

The braised beef was fatty and lean, the fish shreds were vibrant and rich, the farmhouse pork was golden and crispy, and the chopped pepper fish was red and tempting. The disciples rushed to grab their favourite foods, lining up around the hall, asking the chef to add a spoonful of sweet and sour pork ribs to them, pour some marinade on the rice, or add some spicy sauce.

The ones who always made it to the front of the line first were Elder Lucun's disciples. The little guy at the head of the line had a big pimple on his nose. All he had on his mind was some Mapo Tofu. He skillfully carried the wooden tray to the last counter without raising his eyes and said: "Shizun, I'd like a bowl of tofu."

The shizun, with pale, slender fingers, handed him a plate full of tofu.

However, it wasn't the Mapo Tofu he was familiar with. Instead, it was a plate of strange food with a charred black colour and indistinguishable ingredients.

The disciple was surprised: "What is that?"

"Tofu boiled with bok choy."

Mengpo Hall was full of people, so the disciple didn't pay attention to answering the other person's voice. He said angrily: "Are you an alchemist? Can you even call this tofu with vegetables? I don't want it. Take it back!"

While cursing, he glared at the shizun there. As a result, when he saw the person standing behind the counter, the disciple screamed in fright and almost knocked the tray over.

"Elder Yu-Yuheng!"

"Hmm."

The disciple was on the verge of tears: "No, that's not what I - I didn't mean that just now. I. . ."

"Since you're not eating it, I'll take it back." Chu Wanning said blankly, "Don't waste it."

The disciple stiffly picked up the plate, handed it to Chu Wanning then left with his tail between his legs.

In a short while, everyone knew that Elder Yuheng was standing at the last counter, so the originally lively Mengpo Hall was suddenly silent.

The disciples lined up like a pack of puppies, and they hurriedly grabbed their food, panicked. They went up to the last counter respectfully, greeted the elder, and stumbled away.

"Hello, Elder Yuheng."

"Mmm."

"Good day, Elder Yuheng."

"Good day."

"Elder Yuheng has worked really hard."

". . ."

The disciples were very disciplined and were acting with an abundance of caution, so Chu Wanning accepted the tense greetings from each disciple, but no one dared try his pot of boiled tofu with green vegetables.

Slowly, the line was getting shorter and the food in front of other shizuns was almost gone. Only Chu Wanning still had a pot full of food. The pot of vegetables was completely cold and untouched.

Chu Wanning's face didn't waver, but his heart was conflicted. He had washed them all morning. . .

At that point, his three disciples showed up. Xue Meng was still in silver-blue light armour, refreshing getup. He bounced over with excitement: "Shizun! How are you? Does your wound hurt?"

Chu Wanning was very calm: "It doesn't hurt."

Xue Meng: "Well, that's good."

Chu Wanning glanced at him and suddenly asked: "Do you eat tofu?"

Xue Meng: ". . ."

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hyphypmic · 5 years ago

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Jiro: Coming Out

Anon asked: Hello! Could I ask for a coming out scenario, with Jiro introducing his boyfriend to his brothers? When he said he isn't really interested in girls, my gay ass naturally went "!!!"

Well, let’s go!

Jiro was so fucking nervous, like not even a joke. His hands were trembling, his breathing was coming in short gasps and honestly, the world was crashing down on him.

However, he resolved he would do it today. He wouldn’t change his mind at the last minute, not when his brothers were already at their favourite ice cream shop and he had just ran back to the corner.

Jiro gripped his boyfriend’s hand and looked at him nervously. “I’m so...” Jiro swallowed and took a step forward, bringing Shouto with him. It was like a million miles to the door of the shop. Really, Jiro was on the verge of panicking, only a voice (that sounded suspiciously like Saburo’s) that was saying that he shouldn’t be a coward was the one that was pushing him forward.

Shouto was shaking as well, but he squeezed Jiro’s hand. “We’ll be fine.” He kissed Jiro’s hand softly. “Whatever happens.”

Jiro nodded and ran his hand through his hair. “Okay.” He swallowed again as they stopped in front of the ice cream store. “Here goes nothing.”

Shouto squeezed Jiro’s hand again and they stepped in together.

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Ichiro and Saburo were sitting at the table without their ice cream, and the latter was getting impatient.

He was just about to call Jiro when the door swung open and his brother stepped in... though Saburo had to blink twice. Jiro was... well, he was dressed well. It wasn’t his usual ragged fashion, he was wearing a denim jacket over a button down. He had his black ripped jeans on, and his spray painted shoes were actually clean. Best of all, he was wearing his glasses and a beanie on his head.

Ichiro seemed to notice it too as he twinned his younger brother and cocked his head to the side. “Jiro!” Ichiro said with a smile.

Jiro raised a hand weakly, his smile lacking the usual confidence. He still held the door open and gestured for someone to come in.

Then both brothers stilled at the other boy that went inside. The other boy was also dressed similarly to Jiro, the near matching outfit saying all that needed to be said.

The duo walked to the table, hands mere inches apart. Jiro looked down at the floor and swallowed. “Ichi-nii. Saburo.” He then held the boy’s hand.

Saburo didn’t think Ichiro was breathing.

“This is my boyfriend. Shouto.” Jiro looked up, his yellow and green eyes filled with nervousness.

Saburo blinked, not expecting this from his brother. It wasn’t that there was anything wrong with it, it was just... Jiro didn’t seem like the type. He really didn’t... well, maybe he just didn’t see the signs. Jiro had tons of female fans, but he would always not know what to do with their admiration or their smiles or their happiness. But, every time a male approaches him and gives maybe a gift or maybe just smiles at him, Jiro’s cheeks are a bit redder than usual.

It wasn’t supposed to take Saburo a million years to figure it out, but it did. Hell, he didn’t even figure it out. It took Jiro telling the two of them for them to find out that he was that way.

He wondered though if Ichiro saw it, even when they were kids or even when he was in T.D.D.

MC B.B. narrowed his eyes after overcoming his initial shock. “Jiro.” He said sharply, nothing kind in those words. That shocked Saburo as much, given that his eldest brother was the one responsible for showing them the world of yaoi ships to begin with. “Would you care to explain?” Ichiro raised an eyebrow.

And Jiro just looked like he was at a loss for words.

—

Jiro’s eyes snapped up to the eldest. Ichiro’s arms were crossed and his entire stature, even while he was sitting down, was tight, like a coil... like he was preparing for a fight.

His heart was beating too fast and he was panicking a little inside.

“Nii-chan... I know it’s not really what you’d expect...” Jiro rubbed the back of his neck. “However I... I’m not really into girls, I mean they’re cute but I prefer guys and... Shouto is a really amazing person and I understand if you-“

But that was when Jiro looked again at his brother’s face to see that his shoulders were shaking and the corner of his lips was quirked up.

“Nii-chan...”

Ichiro laughed and shook his head, shocking the other three boys. “Sorry.” He narrowed his eyes again, but that smirk still remained. “Would you care to explain why you only introduced him now?” He noticed that they were still standing and shifting nervously on their feet. “And sit down will you? I’m not some yakuza that doesn’t have people sit.”

Jiro and Shouto looked at each other then took the two seats in front of his brothers. Jiro let go of Shouto’s hand and folded his own on the table.

Ichiro smiled at Jiro. “Jiro... I’m proud of you.”

Jiro’s eyes widened.

“I’m proud because you told us.” He reaches over and ruffled Jiro’s hair through the beanie. “It takes a lot of courage to say so.” Ichiro then smirked again. “Not that I couldn’t tell.” He added. “You never really cared for girls to begin with anyway. It was either you were shy or... there was always the other option.” The eldest leaned back. His eyes then fixed on Shouto. “Is he treating you well?”

Shouto blinked and looked at Jiro. “Yes.” He managed in a soft voice, unsure of where this conversation was actually going.

Ichiro smiled. “Eh don’t be nervous.” His eyes sparkled. “I was probably the only one who noticed he never had a crush on Momo or Mina from BNHA, but his eyes were glued to the screen when it came to Todoroki... or really any of the shirtless-“

Jiro’s cheeks coloured pink, but his heart was still beating so fast. “Ichi-nii!” He was relieved that the two barely had a reaction and treated it as normal but...

Shouto giggled and Jiro’s heart warmed at it. “I thought you liked Kirishima.”

“Kirishima belongs to Bakugo.” Saburo said with a smile. “Jiro wouldn’t crush on Kirishima.”

Jiro’s mouth started forming into a tentative smile. “I would not.” He looked down at his folded hands. “Are you sure this is okay Ichi-nii?”

“Eh?” Ichiro stopped laughing. “Well, of course.” He looked at the two of them seriously. “Why would not be okay with it? Nothing is wrong.” He leaned forward. “Love is Love.” He smiled. “And again, Jiro, I am proud of you for telling us. Though you have nothing to be afraid of, we would always accept you.”

Saburo nodded at Ichiro’s words. “Right.”

Jiro was silent for a moment and he blinked back the tears in his eyes. He was... overwhelmed at the moment. “Do you think mom and dad-“

Ichiro clicked his tongue. “I cannot speak for them, so don’t ask me.” He gave Jiro a look. “And don’t bother dwelling on it. Live in the now and enjoy it.” He stood up with a groan. He then stretched, raising his arms up and effectively lifting his shirt to expose his lower abs and v-lines.

The movement had Shouto blushing. Jiro saw that from the corner of his eye and he kicked him under the table.

Ichiro put his hands on his hips. “Alright. I’ll get us ice cream.”

“I can pay-“ Shouto started by Ichiro put up a hand.

“Don’t bother.” Ichiro flashed him a winning smile that had the boyfriend melting a little. “What’s your favourite flavour?”

“Uh... cookie dough.” Shouto replied.

“Okay!” Ichiro then walked off to the counter.

“Your brother is hot.” Shouto said to Saburo more than Jiro, though his eyes were fixed on Ichiro’s ass. MC M.B. saw where the eyes were and he scowled.

Jiro then slapped Shouto on the shoulder. Saburo laughed.

“Ow!” Shouto rubbed his shoulder.

“It’s weird when you say it!” Jiro crossed his arms.

“It’s true!”

Saburo was laughing far too hard for it to be decent.

“What are you laughing at you brat?!” Jiro snapped.

Saburo’s eyes sparkled. “Ah well Jiro-chan.” He crooned. “Ichi-nii has always had a step up on you.” He looked at Shouto. “Did you know that-“

“Shut up!” Jiro blushed, but he was so happy with the outcome of this. Happy enough he hand laced their hands together again. “If you have anything to say to my-“ Jiro blushed.

“Your what?” Saburo taunted. “Say it Jiro!”

“My boyfriend!” Jiro managed, his cheeks red. “Then say it to me!”

“It’s about you you dumbass!”

“Quiet down you two!” Ichiro scolded from the counter. “Don’t make a bad impression on Shouto.”

Shouto’s heart swelled that Ichiro hadn’t forgotten his name so quickly.

Jiro sighed and lowered his voice to an acceptable level. Well... if this is how it was. He smiled inside and squeezed Shouto’s hand. He was beyond happy.

#fluff #coming out #hypmic #hypnosis mic #hypnosis microphone #jiro yamada #saburo yamada #ichiro yamada #buster bros

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hibiki-the-beast-archived · 5 years ago

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THE ULTIMATE GET-TO-KNOW GUIDE

Repost, don’t reblog.

Tagged by: @isolated-songbird (There was no notification that I was tagged, but I gladly saw it anyway!)

Tagging: @hazukixlynch @hiro-bloodlust @voice-mikaru ...don’t know who has already done it or wants to do it.

(Muse: Hibiki Yoshinaga)

FAVOURITE THINGS

SEASON: Spring COLOUR: Black, red (and more or less secretly pink...) PIE: None FRUIT: He has troubles stomach fruits, but watermelon is something he likes ICE CREAM FLAVOUR: Milk/Cream (inside of a dark chocolate coat) BREAKFAST FOOD: Something with eggs...or any other protein source... ALCOHOLIC DRINK: Beer SODA FLAVOR: None SCENT: Blood, arousal, masculinity FLOWER: Snowdrops...and perhaps catnip ANIMAL: Cat MOVIE: From Nightmare on Elm Street over Pet Sematary to Edward Scissorhands... TV SHOW: None BOOK: Berserk SUPERHERO: He is rather up for the bad guys... FAIRY TALE: Puss in Boots GENRE OF MUSIC: Rock/Metal GENRE OF MOVIES: Horror GENRE OF BOOKS: He barely reads but when he does then perhaps manga from the action genre (or secretly some Yaoi or Bara...)

PICK ONE

hot or cold juice or soda TV or movie movie or book late night talk shows or reality tv twitter or instagram (real Hibiki has both lately while my Hibiki has just twitter and discord) trees or flowers philosophy or psychology ocean or lake water park or amusement park cats or dogs fresh water or sparkling water sugar or honey cookies or candy bath or shower morning or night running or walking piercings or tattoos (His skin is very sensitive to metal, so he likes piercings on others very much, too...) frozen yogurt or ice cream vanilla or chocolate caramel or butterscotch art or music (actually both) t-shirt or button down text or call ghosts or aliens

HAVE THEY EVER

RIDDEN A MOTORCYCLE: yes STOLEN SOMETHING: yes EATEN AN ENTIRE PIZZA BY THEMSELVES: yes (it is not what he actually eats though...) MADE A PRANK CALL: no BROKEN A BONE: no FALLEN ASLEEP DURING A CONCERT OR MOVIE: during a movie, yes WALKED OUT OF A MOVIE BECAUSE IT WAS SO BAD: no BEEN ON THE PHONE WITH SOMEONE FOR LONGER THAN 2 HOURS: yes DINED & DASHED: yes HELD A GUN: no DING DONG DITCHED: yes GONE SKINNY DIPPING: yes CRIED DURING A MOVIE: no SMUGGLED FOOD INTO A MOVIE: no LIED TO GET A JOB: no PRACTICED LINES IN FRONT OF A MIRROR: no TRIED TO SEE HOW MANY MARSHMALLOWS THEY CAN STUFF IN THEIR MOUTH AT ONCE: no BEEN KICKED OUT OF SOMEWHERE: yes BEEN ON A BLIND DATE: no GHOSTED SOMEONE: yes BRAGGED ABOUT SOMETHING THEY HAVEN’T DONE: no SAID I LOVE YOU WITHOUT MEANING IT: He didn’t know himself at this point, but it perhaps was the case GOTTEN IN A FIGHT: yes FALLEN ASLEEP ON A BUS: no

MISCELLANEOUS.

HOW DO THEY TAKE THEIR TEA OR COFFEE: Black, but lately as he is going into sweeter things more and more he likes some milk and sugar as well occasionally. WHAT IS THEIR IDEAL DATE: Being out in the nature or discovering an old building...something adventurous mainly. (Or hunting a prey together?) WHAT ARE SOME OF THEIR GUILTY PLEASURES: He feels less ashamed for the things he likes nowadays than he had done a while ago, but he still is embarrassed when it comes to admitting that he likes to dress feminine for turning himself on...and that he owns some Yaoi and Bara manga LONGEST THEY’VE STAYED UP FOR: He can go without sleep for up to five days, and he knows it because he tried it out. BIGGEST PURCHASE: Perhaps his motorbike. GREATEST TALENT: Singing...and sexual creativity. STRANGE HABITS: Needing to lick, bite and take everything into his mouth (oral fixation), pours water from a bottle into his mouth instead of sipping on it, behaving like a cat (all because he’s not human so ‘strange’ is definitely the wrong word. FIRST JOB: He sings as long as he can remember. CAN THEY DO A HANDSTAND: Probably. CAN THEY COOK: He isn’t an expert, but he’s really decent at it. DO THEY BELIEVE IN THE PARANORMAL: Of course. DO THEY HAVE ALLERGIES: He has troubles with some fruits because his stomach isn’t made for human food actually. DO THEY BELIEVE IN LOVE IN FIRST SIGHT: He believes in big chemistry between persons from the very first talk because he had experienced it himself. Based on this feelings can develop. Although he believes in sexual attraction on first sight... HAVE ANY SPECIAL TALENTS: Opening a beer bottle with his teeth, he can play the mouth organ and purr like a cat.

#about #(never posted it because i have a hard time being satisfied with the answers)

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eevachu · 7 years ago

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Alright I saw those tags and I'm intrigued. What's the strip club story???

I’M SO GLAD YOU ASKED

Let’s set the scene: Montreal, Quebec, Canada. June 2013. I’m a twenty-something anglophone in town for an anime convention. I’m tabling with my hetero homies, two buddies from animation school and some of their friends. I’m IDing as pansexual at the time, but let’s be real, I’m gay as fuck and clinging to some compulsive heterosexuality.

It’s night time after the convention, we outta cosplay, we got hard-earned nerd bucks burning holes in our pockets and we are ready to party. These girls are all like LET’S GO TO A STRIP CLUB. And I’m like… uhhh… guess this dyke is down to see some dick if we can do shots first? And so we carb up on some pasta, pregame some shots and try to drink a 40 of godawful beer before we give up and roll out.

We roll up to the strip club via very glamorous public transit and one thing is apparent:

We are the only people there who aren’t with a bachelorette party.

Veils and tiaras and screaming Mikaela’s and their “girlfriends” and gay BFF entourages ABOUND. I suggest we drink every time I see one until I realize we would all die. We’re waiting outside in line for a bit, and it’s all screaming 20-something girls in sashes and heels. They are all rolling up like they starring in Rough Night.

So we get read the NO-TOUCHY rules, pay the $5 cover and are politely informed that we kinda need to keep drinking in order to stay. Only one problem: only 3 out of 5 of us drink. I am one of the three. And the other two are about half my size and don’t come from heavy-drinking stock. They will not make it. So I pour one out for my homies and into my mouth. Timeline gets fuzzy around here because as soon as I finish one drink, there is a small Quebecois man with a FUCKING TACTICAL BARTENDING VEST (who I swear is carrying at least 20 bottles on his chest) there to give me another fruity shot called an orgasm and insists I moan to “savour the flavour” and he’ll only charge me half price. Who am I to pay full price for anything at the measly cost of my dignity? (He was trying to be fun and get the ladies going, think no ill will to this tactical vested liquor slinger.)

Show’s on. I’m sloshed. My girls are ENRAPTURED. But in the most adorably shy nerd way. I am not, I am A ROWDY LESBIAN in a male strip club and yelling encouraging things like “YOU’RE DOING GREAT, DUDE” and “I FUCKING LOVE THIS SONG” and “NOICE DICK.” The club is small, sweaty, dark, loud and filled with riled up lasses out for a good time. It was the happiest adult place in the world, apparently. Guys come out on the stage and the THEATRICS. Oh me, oh Magic Mike and Ru Paul’s Drag Race, THE THEATRICS. It was all so very extra. They have costumes. They have coordinated routines. They pull a woman on stage, blindfold her, have a guy carry her to a bed and feed her a banana.

Around this time, my party finds out about private dances after a lady at the next table requests the company of a lad who can pantomime like his dick is attached to a string he’s pulling. It’s amazing. I’m very impressed. There’s some conspiratorial whispering from my compadres; I’m not privy to it because I’m laughing at the assless chapped cowboys on stage and arguing with a waiter in broken French that I am more than okay on drinks, mon amie. But then I turn around and my friend’s friend, the tiniest mousiest Chinese girl, has this dude all up on her and is giving him like specific instructions. “She’s got some specific fantasies,” I’m told. I roll my eyes and my inner Asian grandma comes out in a judgey, “Aiya…” I feel like her ancestors are channeling their disappointment though me like a spirit medium. Bitch does not care tho, NOR SHOULD SHE HAVE. WHO AM I TO JUDGE? Her ancestors could send The Great Stone Dragon to come get this hot mess and I’d back this bitch and her dishonour up.

That’s when we’re interrupted by the bass thumping part of the ceiling onto the table ahead of us. Show doesn’t stop tho. Oh no. People that the ceiling fell on are moved to another table and given a free round of drinks. Table is cleaned up and more people are seated there. THE SHOW MUST GO ON.

I turn around from that mess to see the other friend of my friend I’m with getting her private time with a fella and I’m just like… okay, you spend the money you made selling yaoi to fujoshis however you want, gurl. No judgement, I’m gonna go to Build-a-Bear after this, probably.

And then… oh and THEN! MY! FAVOURITE! PART!

So the show has been your standard over the top costume stuff so far. It’s fine, but I’m getting bored.

Then come the… codpieces?

And the power sanders?!?

I’m all in.

They have ladders set out on the stage and these boys, junk all blinged out in shiny silver metal codpieces and nothing else, are sanding the ladders in a coordinated dance routine and SPARKS ARE FLYING INTO THE AUDIENCE. SPARKS. Into the veils and tiaras and drunk as fuck straight girls, gay guys and one lesbian in the crowd.

I don’t know where this is going. I’m drunk! I’m confused! I’m gay! My crew are all getting lap dances! A small frenchman keeps making me drink orgasms! There’s codpieces and penises and power tools and ladders and pyrotechnics! WHERE IS THIS ALL GOING?!

…The boys step up on the ladders…

…They take the power sanders…

And grind them codpieces.

SPARKS FLY OFF THEY METAL DICKS!!!

I nearly fainted I screamed and clapped so loud.

And that’s how the lesbian had a better time at a male strip club than anyone actually attracted to men did.

The end.

#epilogue: i have no idea how i got back to the hotel that night #the strip club story #eevasks #holtzmanned-baby #storytime #literaCHUre #rough night #male strip club #strip club

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daiya-bear-blog · 7 years ago

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bangs fist on table ALL OF THEM ALL 50

1. Have you ever hated on your art?

Yes, haven’t we all?2. Ever been on a date? If so, how many?

I’ve dated about 15 different people so yes, I’ve been on a lot.3. Cats or Dogs?

Cats, I have a fear of big dogs and little ones make me anxious.4. Sexuality/Sexual Orientation?

Bisexual5. What is your opinion on haters?

I say mind your own business and stop wasting your time on hating something/someone.6. Name an important piece of advice you’d give someone who’s just started out art.

USE REFERENCES!!!!!7. Ever animated things before? Were they good?

Yes, I have done some animation for some classes. They could have been better but here are the websites I made for those classes if you’re interested: (x) (x)

8. How old are you?

199. Would you specify yourself as a female, male or other?

Cis, Female10. How many friends do you have?

I only talk to like 1 person on a regular basis. I lost a lot of friends in high school and I’ve only made like 5 in college so far, but that doesn’t really bother me :P11. What does your work space look like right now?

This desk is a mess12. What were you doing before answering this?

drawing but my hand got tired13. What’s your name/nickname?

I go by Jade, it’s my middle name14. Have you ever stolen something?

I stole an eraser from some kid when I was elementary school and it haunts me to this day15. What’s your favourite movie?

Spirited Away16. What is your eye colour?

Brown af17. Do you have any phobias/fears?

I have a phobia of trying new food, I am extremely picky and my immune system is shit because of it18. Name 10 things you like.

sewing, painting, drawing, helping people, working at Dairy Queen, JJBA (obviously), tumblr, POKEMON, cookies, being praised at cons for my cosplays

19. Name 10 things you hate.

Homophobia, racism, Tumblr, people that are rude for no reason, these 2 assholes I know, writing papers, being broke, depression (its a pain in the ass), THE DAMN ICE CREAM MACHINE AT DQ THAT KEEPS BREAKING , mashed potatoes,

20. If you were the President of the USA, what would you do first?

Make Bernie Sanders take my place ;—-;21. Favourite singer?

Lady Gaga22. Do you like Mundays?

I haven’t really done it until now but I like it so far :)23. What’s the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened for you?

I can’t really think of anything too terrible, I’d say crying in front of people that I don’t know well24. Would you rather have penises for fingers or vagina for hands?

Penises for fingers cause Idk how you’d function with vagina hands25. What would you do if you could do anything you wanted?

Make cosplay my full time job and somehow make money off of it. Like just making them for myself, no one else.26. Before you die, recite your last words…

Oops27. Describe your life in 5 words or less.

Gay, creative, kind, funny, perfectionist28. Have any pets?

I have a cat, her name is Callie29. What country do you live in?

United States of America30. Have you ever killed an animal before?

No31. Favourite ice cream flavour?

Cotton candy32. Ever masturbated?

yes what’s that33. What are your kinks?

GIRLS IN HIGH THIGHSSSSSSSS34. Virgin?

yes35. Do you have any siblings?

I have 2 older half sisters36. Are your parents a married couple? Or divorced?

They are married but have divorced others before37. What fandoms are you in?

Jojo, Steven Universe, and Pokemon are my main ones38. What’s your favourite show/anime/etc.

Steven Universe 39. What inspired you to do what you’re doing now?

If this is talking about roleplaying, it’s honestly because I fucking love @rokakaka-renegades also, I’ve roleplayed before and it’s fun40. Tell us a weird secret!

I own a green dildo

41. Yaoi, Yuri or Het ftw?

no42. What are your pet’s names?

@lilacdiiamond jk jk Callie43. Do your teachers like you?

I am such a teacher’s pet I’m not going to lie. I get along with my professors and past teachers better than I do people my age.

44. Have you ever roleplayed before?

yes45. Are you a feminist?

Yes46. How big is your house?

We have a basement, garage, main floor and 2nd floor. We have 3 acres of land.47. Are you an emotional person?

I cry at everything, you have no idea48. When was the last time you showered?

yesterday 49. What did you eat for breakfast?

Froot loooooops50. Can we be friends?

YES

#answers #ooc

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