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something like love
part - 3
pairing - paige bueckers x azzi fudd
word count - 3.3k
c/w - language, slight homophobia
a/n - hi, iâm back! i wrote the majority of this part while high and sheâs mostly unedited so if you see mistakes, no you donât. iâm so happy with how yâall are receiving this story and iâm having so much fun writing it! iâd like to reiterate that iâm sure paigeâs mom and step-dad are amazing parents and this is all fictional! as always, i hope you enjoy, and lmk what you think!
Finals go about as well as Azzi expected. With the way she and Paige locked in three days before, sheâs not too surprised. They didnât even go to the gym the entire time, instead staying shut up in Paigeâs bedroom with highlighters and textbooks and laptops. Although, Paige did get pretty stir-crazy on day two and started doing push-ups on the floor. Azzi had gotten a weird vibe that she was showing off.
What did make studying a little harder, though, was the fact that Paige seems to be having trouble separating their acting from their actual friendship, and has thus taken to calling Azzi âmaâ and brushing her thigh even while theyâre alone. Azzi doesnât know how to tell her to stop, or if she even really wants to.
Itâs now the day after finals and only two days before they leave for Montana, where the real challenge will begin. Needing some space from Paige, which is a rarity with them practically living together these days, Azzi has retired to own room to pack her bags. Itâs not going well.
Usually, sheâs an amazing packer. She enjoys it, even, finds it soothing to create a checklist, pick her outfits, and pack her belongings just so so that they all fit.
Today, itâs a little different. Because today, she doesnât know what to plan for, and she doesnât know her to make all her shit fit into this suitcase, and she canât decide what outfits to bring because all she can think about with each article of clothing is whether or not Paige would like it. Would Paige like these leggings, the way they hug her ass? Would she like this tight top with the plunging neckline? Would she compliment these shoes, ogle this little skirt?
Being in love with Paige is nothing new. But this, this feels foreign to Azzi, feels like when they were teenagers and she was just beginning to realize that her feelings for Paige were more than platonic. It feels nervous and jittery and insecure, and over the years Paige has become safe. She is secure and strong and rooted deeply in Azziâs very being. Azzi wants more out of her, sure, but that fact hasnât made her this afraid in years.
Groaning, Azzi fists up the sweatshirt sheâs holding and then buries her face in it to scream. Sheâs about halfway through her little tantrum when a knock on her door startles her out of it. She doesnât bother to lift her head out of the sweatshirt to mumble, âFuck off.â
The door opens anyway, of course, and then thereâs Carolâs voice, cautiously asking, âWhatâs going on in here?â
Azzi finally lifts her head to stare at her best friend. âTrying to pack for Montana.â
âYeah?â Carol asks, still speaking softly as if she were trying to soothe a rabid animal. âAnd, uh, howâs that goinâ for you?â
Azzi groans again. âReally great, yeah. Itâs awesome.â
âMm.â Carol hums, then perches herself on the edge of Azziâs bed, looking down at her. âWhatâs going on?â
âNothing,â Azzi says automatically, because she canât tell her best friend whatâs actually going on, or else sheâd give away she and Paigeâs secret. But Carol looks at her suspiciously, like she might start interrogating her at any second, and so Azzi quickly decides to tell a half-truth. âOk, I just, Iâm nervous to see Paigeâs family in Montana.â
Carol furrows her brow. âBut havenât you met them before?â
âI have,â Azzi nods. âBut only the times they came up to visit Paige, and those were far and few between.â Azzi canât help the bitter tone that seeps into the last part.
âYeah,â Carol says. âFrom what Iâve heard it doesnât seem like theyâre super involved with her. Not like her dad and step-mom.â
âTheyâre not, and they never have been,â Azzi says, clutching the sweater a little tighter as if she were choking it. âPaigeâs mom left when Paige was like three and she didnât come back to visit until an entire year later. Paige didnât even remember her by then. She says she hugged her dadâs leg and cried the first time she visited,â Azzi seethes, remembering how Paige had laughed quietly when she first told Azzi the story, her eyes sad. âAnd now theyâre homophobic and totally shut Paige out when she told them she was a lesbian and theyâre going to hate me, itâs going to be so hostile and awful andââ Azzi cuts herself off with another scream into the sweatshirt. Vaguely, she realizes itâs an old one of Paigeâs, something she stole way back in high school. Fitting.
âHey, hey,â Carol says, sliding onto the floor next to Azzi and patting her knee, âyou gotta chill out, okay? You know Paige wonât let them say a word to you. That girl would protect you with her life,â she says earnestly, and it makes Azziâs heart skip.
âYeah?â Azzi asks, just because she wants to hear it from someone else.
âShe loves you a lot, Az. And I think we all realized it a lot sooner than you did, because yâall were too fucking stupid to notice how different you are around each other.â
Azzi furrows her brow. âDifferent?â
âYeah,â Carol nods, patting Azziâs leg. âEver since we got to UConn, the two of you are always in your own world. You listen to her for hours if she wants you to and sheâs always touching on you, being all protective and shit. And donât even get me started on the way she looks at you when she thinks you wonât notice. I mean, you two are dating now and she still does that shit.â She shakes her head affectionately, then laughs. âAnd yâall were like that long before we got here, too.â
Azzi isnât really listening anymore, too stuck up on thinking, Paige looks at me?
It might seem like a silly thought because Azzi is stealing secret glances at Paige all the time, and she has done for years. But that makes sense, because Azzi is hopelessly in love with her. Paige has absolutely no reason to be staring at Azzi when she thinks nobodyâs watching.
Carol must be saying all this to make her feel better. She always knows the right thing to say.
âYeah,â Azzi says, instead of saying what sheâs really thinkingâThereâs absolutely no chance Paige looks at me in secretâand when Carol leans in to hug her, she returns it, letting her head rest on her best friendâs shoulder. âThanks, Carol. Youâre right.â
âI know, girl,â Carol responds. Azzi takes a deep breath, trying her best to chill out, and just as theyâre separating, her door cracks open. Of course, speak of the devil, in pops Paige Bueckers, blond hair flowing loose around her shoulders. âAm I interrupting something?â
âNah,â Carol says, waving Paige in. âJust chatting.â
âGossip?â Paige asks, shutting the door behind her.
âDonât worry, weâd never gossip without you.â
Paige laughs and then looks down at Azzi, who is quite busy doing the very important job of picking at a scab on her knee. âHey, babe. Everything good?â
Azzi looks between her two best friends, and Carolâs giving her a soft, encouraging smile which Paige clocks immediatelyâthe three of them have gotten good at reading each other over the yearsâand she walks over to them, sitting down across from Azzi. âOkay, whatâs up?â
Surprisingly, Azziâs eyes begin to sting and a hard lump forms in her throat, emotion overtaking her more strongly than it usually does, and she only has to wonder why for just a moment before she remembers, her period should be starting any day now. Stubbornly, she swallows down the tears, refusing to embarrass herself by crying in front of them. âNothingâs up. Iâm justââ
âShe was having a hard time packing,â Carol says quickly, pushing herself up off the ground. âHow about you help her, Paige? Sit on her suitcase so she can zip it or something.â Thereâs a warning in her tone and Paige gets it immediately, based off the way she nods and scoots closer to Azzi.
As soon as Carolâs gone, Paige is reaching out to rest her arms on Azziâs knees. âWhatâs the matter?â
âNothing,â Azzi says, but Paige doesnât buy it one bit. âReally, itâs fine. Itâs dumb.â
âNot dumb, ma,â Paige says softly. Her thumb rubs against Azziâs knees, and this is something Paige only does when theyâre pretending. Azzi wonders again if she should warn Paige about the fact that their dating habits are seeping into their normal friendship, even when theyâre alone. That could become dangerous.
But right now, the comforting warmth of it is welcome.
âSeriously, just tell me,â Paige urges, impatience evident in her tone. âYouâre makinâ me all nervous.â
âDonât, itâs actually not a big deal at all.â Azzi figures she should say something before Paige builds this up in her head too much. âI just, Iâm worried about seeing your mom. I know sheâs not gonna like me because ofâŚâ she gestures between them, âthis. But I know sheâs not my favorite person either and Iâm just kinda scared that everythingâs gonna clash and youâre gonna end up getting hurt.â
Paige stares at her for a second, then nods and sighs. âYeah, that makes sense.â She looks down at her hands in Azziâs lap, then back up at her. âBut, like, if anything bad happens, itâs not gonna be on you. Itâll be on my parents for being shitty. You donât gotta worry âbout me.â
Suddenly, Azzi feels guilty. Here she is having a mental breakdown over a situation that ultimately wonât affect her nearly as much as itâll affect Paige. And here Paige is, sitting across from her, comforting her. The hands on Azziâs knees start to feel too hot.
âYou must be nervous, too,â Azzi says. âYou donât know how theyâre gonna react when you show up with me rather than some guy.â
Paige shrugs it off, but her throat bobs. âNah, itâs alright.â
Paige looks chill as can be, shoulders slumped, face relaxed. But Azzi knows her too well, notices the way her fingers are twitching and her eyes are looking everywhere but her.
âYou donât have to act in front of me,â Azzi says, hoping it doesnât sound too corny.
âI know,â Paige says immediately. She finally meets Azziâs eyes. âListen, I might be a little nervous. But itâs whatever. And you donât gotta be nervous, either. Whatever happens, weâll be there together, yeah?â
Azzi nods, lifting Paigeâs hands off her knees to take them in her own. âYeah, youâre right.â
âI got you,â Paige says softly, and it flusters Azzi but sheâs more focused on the way Paige is looking at her, this little crease between her brows like sheâs trying to figure something out. Just like after their kiss. But Azzi clears her throat and Paige snaps out of it, pulling her hands away from Azziâs to brush herself off. âAnd you got me. Just like always, yeah?â She stands up, then looks around awkwardly, suddenly all jittery and weird. âSo, uh, do you actually need help packing? Iâm basically a master packer, I could get it done in prolly five minutes, flat.â
Azzi knows Paige is trying to deflect from whatever that was, and it seems like, once again, theyâre not going to talk about it. Amazing.
âYouâre the worst packer Iâve met in my life, P,â Azzi teases, going with it. âI usually need to help you.â
âIâon need no help,â Paige waves her off. Then she looks down at Azziâs suitcase and scratches the back of her neck awkwardly. âBut, uh, if you wanted to come up to my place to help with some fits I wouldnât be mad.â
Azzi shakes her head, deciding to leave her packing for later. âCome on, stupid head. Letâs go.â
âYo,â Paige says, following her out of the room. âDonât call me stupid.â
âSorry youâre right,â Azzi says. âShit-for-brains is way more fitting.â
âYo!â
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Before leaving for the airport, their teammates act like theyâre going off to war. They all hug them extra-long and talk forlornly about what theyâre gonna do without âmom and dadâ around.
Now that Azzi and Paige are âdatingâ, the two of them get called mom and dad more often than they get called their actual names. Itâs kind of cute, actually, even if it is annoying sometimes.
âYou kids be good,â Paige says sternly, playing into the act, and Azzi ruffles KKâs hair and says, âdonât bother your brothers.â
âYeah, donât bother us, Camera,â Ice says, and KK tackles her. Paige and Azzi take the opportunity to sneak out.
Theyâre at the airport now, waiting in the lounge where they only get approached by two polite fans asking for pictures. Paige is just dozing off when their flight is called, and Azzi manages to drag her through the gate into the plane before sheâs slouching in her seat, falling asleep as soon as she sits down.
She wakes thirty minutes later, and she rests her head on Azziâs shoulder when they start up a movie to watch. When she does, instinct takes over and Azzi doesnât really realize what sheâs doing until she kisses Paige on the head, nuzzling into her blonde hair, and sheâs mid-nuzzle when she remembers that they have no reason to be all up on each other like this. Paige is stiff on her shoulder now, and Azzi laughs awkwardly, lifting her head to stare blankly at the movie. âMy bad. Habit.â
âYouâre good,â Paige says. She softens on Azziâs shoulder, and then she mumbles something completely incoherent.
âSorry, what?â Azzi asks, popping an earbud out to hear better.
âHuh?â Paige says.
âYou said something.â
âNah, youâre hearinâ stuff.â
âPaige.â
âShh, Iâm missing the movie.â
âPaige, seriously, whatâd you just say? You tryna talk crap?â
âNo,â Paige says emphatically. She shrugs, then leans her head a little further into Azziâs neck and mutters, âI just said I didnât mind.â
âDidnât mind what?â Azzi asks, scrunching her nose.
âAre you dumb?â Paige says.
âRude,â Azzi responds, and then she says, âWait. You didnât mind when I kissed you?â
âDidnât mind when you kissed my head,â Paige corrects.
Itâs Azziâs turn to mumble, âWell, I know you didnât mind when we kissed for real, either,â and Paige hears it and lifts her head up, shoving Azzi away. âHey, chill with allat. I said that to you in a moment of weakness.â
Azzi shoves her right back, hoping to hide the feelings sheâs sure are written all across her face, because Paige has admitted that she wants to kiss Azzi again and now theyâre bringing that up, and what does it even mean?
âAw,â Azzi says, trying for casual, âyou big olâ softy.â
âI ainât soft,â Paige says gruffly, looking out the window and crossing her arms over her chest.
âI think you are,â Azzi sing-songs, then she leans over into Paigeâs space. Paige doesnât turn to her, but her breath hitches when Azzi whispers close to her ear, âI think youâre soft as hell for me.â
Paige stares stubbornly out the window. âNo clue what youâre talkinâ about.â
âMm,â Azzi hums, and then she rests her chin on her shoulder, gazing out the window as well, even though her mind is elsewhere. âI think you like doing this with me, P.â Feeling bold, she sneaks her hand onto Paigeâs thigh, clad in those basketball shorts that always do something to Azziâs head. âI think youâre surprised by how much you like it. Having an excuse to be all over me whenever you want. Acting like Iâm all yours when weâre around people.â
Paige gasps when Azzi presses her lips to her neck, not kissing her but just resting there, and she turns back to look at her when Azzi lifts her head.
Theyâre inches apart.
Paige looks at her lips. Sheâs been doing that a lot ever since their conversation in the bathroom. Azzi is a soldier for the amount of restraint she usually has, because when Paige looks at her like thisâthis new, unfamiliar look on her face while she stares at her lipsâevery bone in her body wants to close the gap between them.
Today, her restraint feels frayed. And so she leans forward, slowly, and kisses just the edge of Paigeâs mouth. Not a real kiss. But not friendly, either.
Paige gasps.
Azzi breathes out shakily, and then she shoves Paigeâs face away playfully. âWatch our movie, dumbass.â
Azzi is shaking for the entirety of the movie, but at least sheâs pretending to watch it. The entire time, she can feel Paigeâs eyes burning into her skin.
Azzi gets the sinking feeling that something unexpected is going to happen on this trip.
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They get off the plane at 7pm. By the time they get their bags, itâs 7:30. And by the time Paigeâs parents pull up to get them, it is 7:45. Paige clutches Azziâs to her side with one hand, her suitcase held tight in the other. Her mom and step-dad look at them strangely and whisper to each other before getting out of the car.
âHey, kiddo,â Tim is the first to speak. âHow was the flight?â
Paige releases Azzi so he can pull her into an awkward hug while her mom stands back. âYeah, uh, it was good.â
âGood, good,â Tim nods. âThatâs good.â He glances back at his wife, who is looking between Paige and Azzi with this expression on her face that Azzi doesnât like at all. âHere, um, let me get you ladiesâ bags.â
He takes a suitcase in each hand and pops the trunk to start loading up their stuff. He murmurs something to Amy when he passes, by, and she nods stiffly before taking a measly step forward. âHi, baby. YourâŚhair looks nice.â
Azzi almost squeezes her eyes shut at how awkward this is. But at the same time she canât, watching mother and daughter like sheâs watching a train wreck.
âThanks, Mom.â Paige is the first to reach out, and even though Amy holds her stiffly, Paige falls into her motherâs arms, something she has never been able to do often. Azzi can tell Paige thinks it may be the last time and is trying to savor it.
âPaige,â Amy says, pulling away from her daughter after a few moments and glancing pointedly at Azzi, âI see you brought your friend.â
Paige looks back at Azzi, who, despite her own nervousness, gives Paige her most encouraging smile.
âThatâs alright, we have a pullout,â Amy says after neither of them responds. âWouldâve been nice to know that I needed to shop for an extra person, though.â
Azzi winces. What a rude thing to say.
âSo, whereâs Ryan?â she goes on, and Azziâs stomach churns. This is it. âYour father and I have been dying to meet him.â
âNot my father,â Paige murmurs quietly enough that Tim wonât be able to hear from where heâs still lingering behind the car, taking great care in loading up their bags.
âDonât be like that, Paige, you know what I meant,â Amy sighs, then runs a hand down her face. âRyan isnât here, is he?â
At this, Tim perks up, closing the trunk door.
Paige backs up a few steps, back to Azzi, and takes her hand to pull her forward. âNo, heâs not.â
âUh,â Azzi says, speaking for the first time when everyone looks at her expectantly. âNice to see you guys again.â
âGood to see you too, Azzi,â Tim says jovially, even though theyâve only met a few times.
Amy looks at Paige. âWhy is she here with you?â
She looks as if she knows the answer and is dreading it.
Paige, always so brave, strives on anyway.
âMom, Tim,â Paige says. âIâm sorry for springing this on you, I know it seems last-minute. ButâŚâ she looks over at Azzi, who squeezes her hand a little.
She smiles softly down at her, and doesnât even bother to look at her parents when she says, âAzziâs my girlfriend.â
Amy places a hand to her chest and Tim walks forward to rub her back soothingly. Azzi inches a little closer to Paige. Here they go.
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staff!woozi
WARNINGS: suggestive, wet dream, mentions of animes.
staff!woozi whoâs practically part of your nervous system, making sure your mic is hot and those earbuds donât fry your brain mid-show. heâs always just thereâlike this phantom, gliding in with his little toolbox, brows furrowed in that way he thinks makes him look tough, but honestly, youâre kinda finding it cute now. he doesnât even have to look at you anymore; just one twitch of your finger, and he knows exactly how to tune your sound to perfection.
youâre halfway through soundcheck, squinting against the stage lights that feel hot enough to cook you alive, when your left earbud goes all staticy. and before you even manage to do your little signalâa quick point downâheâs already behind you. no warning. just his voice in your ear, all low, like heâs got some big secret: âleft oneâs crackling again?â
you turn, one eyebrow up. âdamn, woozi, you psychic now or what?â
he just huffs, pulling the earbud from your hand with this look like, duh. âyouâre predictable,â he says, but thereâs that ghost of a smirk, just the tiniest hint of it, whichâyeah, okay, it gets to you a bit.
heâs fiddling with it, fingers so precise you swear itâs like watching magic. âyou keep playing with âem too much. one more yank, and iâm replacing it.â
ânot my fault they suck,â you mutter, grinning when he gives you that little glare, one that says i dare you to test me.
âtry it again..â he mutters, his voice dry, clipped. heâs already yanked a whole mess of cables and tested every single one, but well, itâs jihoon. heâs on his perfectionist shit.
âtestinâ⌠one, twoâŚâ you go through it, all monotone, like youâre recitinâ a grocery list.
he glances up, hands fiddlinâ with some random connector piece, but heâs noddinâ, brows all scrunched up like heâs concentratinâ on the meaning of life. and then, without even lookinâ at you, he says, âspeak up like youâre actually performinâânot just for me.â
staff!woozi, in his worn-out, slightly-too-tight black t-shirt, earphones looped around his neck like some kinda edgy fashion statement, looks too good for your eyes.
âi am performinâ,â you toss back, brows raised. âjust, yâknow, waitinâ for the tech crew to keep up.â
he scoffs, and finally, he looks up, an eyebrow quirked in that way he does when heâs two seconds away from roastinâ you to death. âkeep up? alright, superstar, letâs get your fancy ass mic workinâ then.â
staff!woozi who's always fumbling with your clothing as he fix the mic return on your back. mumbling something about the mic feedback being all off. and with this stage clothing, the skin-tight fabric practically painted on you, thereâs no space to breatheâlet alone to move. so when he reaches to adjust the receiver on your back, the boy have no gentleness to tidy it up.
âhow can you even breathe in these? hold still.â he sulks. his fingers brush against your skin, just under the edge of the outfit, and you swear his touch is cool, like ice, but somehow it sends this weird heat up your body. his hand skims along your back, his fingers grazing just under the fabric, feeling way more personal than it should.
âthis is⌠really necessary?â you breathe out, tryinâ to keep your voice casual, even though your heartâs doinâ that embarrassingly loud thud-thud thing.
he doesnât even look fazed, just gives you a quick, smug look, like he can sense your pulse trippinâ over itself. âunless you want the mic feed to sound like a dying robot⌠yeah, this is necessary.â
his hand lingers just a second too long on your skin before he adjusts the strap at your shoulder, his thumb grazing the edge of the outfit. youâre caught somewhere between wantinâ to annoyingly roll your eyes or âhornylyâ roll your eyes.
staff!woozi who somehow, always ends up next to you on the road, no matter where you sit, and by now, youâve kinda claimed his shoulder as your own personal pillow. he doesnât complainâjust settles in, eyes closed, arms crossed, and lets you drift off.
but today, as your head leans into that familiar spot, his voice pipes up. âyâknow, there are other seats.â
you crack an eye open, only to see him smirking down at you. heâs lookinâ all pompous, like heâs finally pieced together your little routine. âitâs just⌠comfortable,â you mumble, shoving your face back into his shoulder, feelinâ the soft weight of his hoodie, and okay, maybe the solidness of his arm too.
he chuckles, a sound thatâs too close to teasing. âoh, so iâm a human pillow now?â
âpretty much,â you mutter, pretendinâ to yawn. âitâs just⌠efficient.â
next thing you know, youâre both out cold, side by side, and the crewâs gotta wake you both up at the next stop. you stumble out of the van, all bleary-eyed and yawning, both of you with puffy eyes, while the rest of the teamâs trying not to laugh.
staff!woozi who watches animes during his breaks. youâre sittin in the dressing room, half-done with your makeup, feeling that pre-show buzz, and thereâs woozi, huddled over his phone, totally zoned out in his own world. youâve seen him do this beforeâearbuds in, watchinâ his anime.
so today, curiosity gets the best of you. you wander over, leaninâ over his shoulder, catchinâ a glimpse of bright colors and characters moving around on his screeng
âyouâre into this?â you ask, unable to hide the smirk as he looks up, caught.
he pulls one earbud out, glancinâ at you like heâs deciding whether or not to share his âseriousâ interest. then he sighs, almost reluctantly, but starts explaining the plot, his voice just a little too enthusiastic. and youâre nodding, totally faking that you get it, but heâs so damn into it, you canât help but get a little wrapped up in his excitement.
when youâre waiting for the other idols to finish up their set, the two of you are back in the dressing room, side by side, watching some random episode. you donât know half of whatâs going on, but jihoonâs talking fast, pointing out characters, explaining every little detail like itâs life or death. you just follow it because staff!woozi is hot.
you donât know how you ended up here, exactlyâ n wooziâs hotel room, in your freshest hoodie and sweats, hair still a bit damp from your after-show shower. but youâre here, a slice of pizza in one hand and woozi right next to you, already deep into the latest anime episode like heâs watching some masterpiece.
it started simple enough, you mentioning anime to him once. you barely know the basics, honestly, but your friend is an encyclopedia of every single plot twist, so you could at least fake it a little. and youâd swear wooziâs eyes practically lit up when you said youâd âtotally be down to watch something with him, if he had recommendations.â it became your thing on tourâgrabbing a pizza, lounging in his room, and watching the latest episodes like two kids after school.
but right now? youâre barely paying attention to the screen. wooziâs sitting next to you in this black tank top, arms looking like heâs been lifting soundboards for fun, thick enough to make your mind drift way off the anime plot. his shorts? even worse. you didnât even realize a person could look that good just sitting down, like heâs giving you a whole show without even trying.
âare you even watching?â he mutters, catching you totally off guard. woozi raises an eyebrow at you, smirking. damn, he knew.
âoh, yeah, totally!â you stammer, nodding way too enthusiastically. âi know⌠exactly⌠whatâs going on here.â but that smirk just grows, his gaze sliding back to the screen as if to say, yeah, sure you do.
staff!woozi, who hardly tears his eyes from the screen the whole night, so focused itâs like heâs analyzing every frame. youâre beside him, bundled up in his bed, head lolling as the exhaustion finally takes over, pulling you under. he glances at you every so oftenâat first just a quick look to make sure youâre out, catching the soft rise and fall of your breathing, the way your lashes brush your cheeks in the low light. youâd been running on fumes all night, so seeing you drift off wasnât a surprise.
but then, he hears itâhis name, whispered under your breath, soft like itâs the only thing on your mind even while youâre dreaming. his focus shifts. your back arches just the tiniest bit, your brows drawn together, thighs pressing tight like youâre holding onto some sweet secret even he isnât supposed to know.
and suddenly, heâs more tuned into you than the screen, pulse pounding in his ears.
woozi pretends this never happened. or tries to.
staff!woozi, whoâs suddenly got a whole new edge to him the next morning, acting all distant like you didnât just watch an entire anime season in his bed last night. on the plane, you figure thingsâll be back to normalâyouâve got this routine where you always end up leaning on his shoulder, especially after long nights. but today, heâs keeping a solid inch between you both, arms crossed like heâs suddenly allergic to any kind of closeness.
you try once, shifting a little closer, giving him that sleepy, half-pouty look that usually does the trick. he just leans away, adjusting his earbuds like he didnât notice.
you huff. âyo, whatâs your deal? iâm just trying to sleep, and youâre over here playing hard-to-get?â
he glances over, raising an eyebrow.
âdonât act like youâre too good for it.â you roll your eyes, crossing your arms. âyou let me last night.â
âyeah, well, Iâm not your pillow today. i gotta keep my neck in one piece.â
you nudge him with your elbow. âsince when did you start caring about your neck, huh? youâre literally hunched over soundboards for a living.â
he shoots you a side-eye. âand maybe thatâs why i need to protect it now.â
you snicker, leaning back, but thereâs that stubborn pout on your face. âwhatever, woozi. donât get mad at me just âcause you didnât sleep enough watching the show without me.â
youâre still leaning back, sulking a little, when you hear it â just a low mumble under his breath. ânot my fault you were⌠moaning my name last nightâŚâ
your head snaps around so fast you practically pull a muscle. âexcuse me?â you whisper, eyes wide as saucers.
he stares at you, lips parting slightly as he realizes he definitely said that louder than intended. his eyes dart away, and heâs already sinking into the seat like he might disappear.
you blink, heartbeat going wild as you piece together last night, flashes of the dream youâd had flooding backâheat and skin and his name on your lips. you remember waking up in his bed, flustered and warm, rushing back to your own room before he could see the look on your face.
âso⌠you heard that?â
his hand goes up to rub the back of his neck, cheeks reddening under that deadpan expression heâs clinging to. âyeah, uh⌠kinda hard to miss...?â
you bury your face in your hands, groaning, but you canât resist sneaking a glance at him. heâs biting his lip, looking anywhere but at you, and you swear thereâs a faint smirk heâs trying to hide.
âgod, woozi, you couldâve just⌠i dunno, woken me up or something!â you mutter, feeling the burn creep up your cheeks.
âyeah, right,â he snorts, glancing back at you now with this smug little glint in his eyes. âlike youâd want that.â
#seventeen imagines#seventeen reactions#seventeen headcanons#seventeen x reader#seventeen scenarios#seventeen smut#seventeen#seventeen fluff#svt smut#svt imagines#seventeen fic#seventeen x you#seventeen x yn#seventeen x oc#seventeen x y/n#woozi smut#woozi#woozi x reader#svt woozi#seventeen woozi#woozi fluff#woozi angst#woozi imagines#woozi scenarios#woozi reactions#woozi drabbles#woozi headcanons#jihoon smut#lee jihoon#jihoon x reader
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for anonymous - thank you for voting!!! hope you like this hehe <3
contains: love drunk!steve; gender unspecified reader; flirting; s4!steve
Heâs practically drooling. If he were someone else, he would call himself pathetic - even if he knows he is. Steve licks his lips, watching you reach high for a tape, your shirt riding up a little.
âAre you serious?â
He canât hear Robin, or maybe he just doesnât want to. Loves her, but pretty boy duty calls.
âSteve!â
âHuh?â he finally asks, turning to face her.
âHave you even heard a single thing Iâve said in the last ââ She checks her watch. âThree minutes?â
âYou were talking for three minutes?â he asks, startled.
âOh my God, Steve.â Sheâs pissed. And he feels bad, but he knows sheâll be fine in five minutes, and probably even better if he fucks up while checking you out at the counter. âYouâre such a bonehead.â
He rolls his eyes and looks back at you. Youâre looking at him, all amused. He feels so deeply seen, like you shouldnât even be looking at him, like he doesnât really deserve the attention.
âSorry,â you say. Your voice sounds so sweet. âI just havenât heard someone say âboneheadâ in a while.â
âHe is,â Robin says flatly.
You smile at him and his knees feel weak. âIâm sure.â
You continue browsing. Robin looks at Steve. âYou are a bonehead,â she affirms, grabbing a cart of tapes to put them away.
Steve feels all dizzy. Heâs seen hot people in the store, but this is different. Youâre straight out of a dream. He doesnât know how he hasnât seen you before. Youâre about his age, but he doesnât remember you from high school. Not that three concussions havenât ruined his memory.
He perks up when you come to check out. Steve has no small talk in his mind for your selections. His brain feels frozen and it reminds him of his time at Scoops a year earlier.
âDo I know you?â he asks. It comes out awkwardly.
âI donât think so,â you say. âIâm just - Iâm here visiting some family, and I have to babysit.â You point at the two animated movies youâd chosen. âSo, no, I donât think so.â
âBabysit?â he says. âI babysit, too.â
You nod. âOkay.â
âYeah,â he says. Now heâs spitballing. âTheyâre little shits though. Always dragging me into things I donât want dragged into. But theyâre sweet, I guess. Except one of them.â
You nod politely.
He wants to hang himself with film strips.
âWell, if I need help, Iâll definitely call you.â
Finally, an opening. âYouâd need my number to do that, huh?â
Now youâre frazzled. Thank God. âI guess so.â
âHow long are you in town for?â
You bite your cheek. âAnother week.â
Steve hums. âI say we take our kids, drop âem off at the arcade, and head to the movies ourselves.â
You laugh, looking at him like heâs crazy. Your eyes are soft, though, and your smile is genuine. âSeems irresponsible.â
âSelf indulgent, maybe.â
You stare at him for a moment longer before realizing you need to pay. You mumble and search your bag for your wallet, sliding a five across the counter. âSorry,â you say, shaking your head. âIâm a little frazzled.â
âI have that effect on people.â Oh, heâs so back. He grabs your change, slipping it back to you.
âWant your receipt?â
You read between the lines. âSure.â
He grins and snatches the paper from the register, scrawling his number across the top. He writes his name before realizing he never said it out loud. âOh! Iâm Steve, by the way.â
You give him yours and take the receipt from him. âNice to meet you.â
He nods, waves as you leave, heart thumping. He collapses against the counter once youâre out of sight, head in his hands.
âA week,â Robin says, startling him. âYou gonna have a whirlwind romance or something?â
âMaybe,â he says.
She scoffs. âYouâve been watching too many movies.â
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âFamily Magic - Rune's father has been on the earth for more than a thousand years, back in history Vikings were users of a ancient magic. The real magic of the world, They danced, sang and used magic one with themselves. The magic could only be passed on through blood. But as the Vikings fought and the people slowly decreased in the world. So did their true blood. Leaving Rune's father to be the last true blood user. The magic can be passed on, but memories will be passed on. Memories come from ancestors. The magic used in todays world isn't the same, nothing as powerful.
âParents - His father was one of the Heads of the people, he went into hiding once they were all gone. Rune's mother is a Russian hairdresser. They were brought back to Scandinavia so Rune could be with his people and learn magic from his father. But once his father gave Rune all of his power he was gone. Rune and his mother moved back to Russia. His mother is knowing for being the best hairdresser for muggles and wizards. His mother possesses regular magic.
âRunes magic - Although Rune isn't full blood his father transferred all his magic and being. So Rune is the strongest being, who can shape nature and anything he chooses. He doesn't use a wand, he can but he doesn't have to. He uses his body.
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ďźHonestly, i just want to have fun. That's why I gave myself such power. I don't want to deal with classes or sticking to a schedule. I want to go here for fun with friends, flying and of course the creatures. I want to see them all, fly with them, feel them.
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ďźHe was asked by Dumbledore (6th movie) to come protect his school, he knew something was going to come up this year. He has been trying to find Rune but it toke him years, and having to talk to the Merlin to even get to me.
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ďźHe agreed if he has freedom to do what he pleases, so really he is just to hang around the school. Allowed to enter wherever and whenever. You may see him on top of the highest part of Hogwarts watching the stars, napping on furniture in the halls, playing with his dog in the fields, and throwing items at quidditch players while they practice. || He is still keeping the school protected as he does so ||
Oh and of course hanging out with his brother Casimir..
Ëŕ¨ŕ§â・This post toke so long omg, I would love to hear of other people's dr's or even link your scripts in the comments if you want! C:
I'm going to make a post of the other characters in Hogwarts, as I've added some characters. The link will be posted below this once its made!
#reality shifting#shifting#shifting community#shifting motivation#desired reality#shifting blog#shiftblr#shifters#shiftinconsciousness#shifting antis dni
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-Anecdotes are not arguments or evidence of anything. -I was using hyperbole and being rubber, as I was being degraded and infantilized and told my veganism is a result of female socialization and desire to be feminine.
-I will call out those people and I will also call out feminists as the animal agriculture industry promotes misogyny in a massive way. Like a really well and truly massive way. And no im not really gonna call them out on not caring enough about any other xyz cause. Animal rights is not just any xyz cause. It is something we all have a much more direct power over that affects us all in a massive way.
-a person paying deranged industries to do terrible things to animals so they can eat eggs is a part of the problem. people who have adopted chickens who eat backyard eggs are people vegans criticize as they normalize the presence of a powerful misogynistic and cruel industry however its definitely not priority number 1 to us and you know it isnt. backyard chickens are like the rich onlyfans women to the anti porn argument. the boycott against animal products is a much grander thing. informing people that the people they are paying frequently rape animals is something many people are actually grateful to learn about as this is covered up by the industry and people dont want to support it. its also just massively fucked up. this is why i talk about it.
-"They pay their bills with it, they feed their children with it, they treat their chronic diseases with it, they can't afford to buy other things." You mean the same arguments people use to defend slave labor and sex trade and massively environement destroying practices? No chronic diseases are treated with animal products. and medication (which is considered vegan by default. not anti speciesist if it contains animal products, but always vegan.) They are treated with nutrients that can be found from other sources. I cant speak to your specific country and economic situation and agricultural scene but I know there are countless places on the internet where vegans from every corner of the earth debate and educate 24/7 on any specific thing you could possibly want to know about anywhere on earth and you can talk to them about your specific situation. check out vegan world discord server or debate a vegan on reddit if you want to know more. But i can tell you if youre pissed about 3rd world countries not having fresh water your number one object of scorn should be the animal agriculture industry.
i do talk to them, and anyone else at all about veganism. there is absolutely no one that i will not talk to about veganism. this is because education on veganism has the potential to be a massive benefit to anyone.
I don't get the whole feminist vegan ecofriendly package.
We women have to liberate ourselves, not save the entire world.
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animation practice :D
#my art#dnp#dan and phil#phan#danisnotonfire#amazingphil#dan howell#phil lester#dip and pip#artists on tumblr#chibi#phanart#really wanted to practice animating something#this was so tricky yet so fun maybe Iâll try making more
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Teehee! (Spritesheets your Wangxian)
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#pixel art#game dev diary#When you read these tags please imagine it is at my bedside in a candlelit room as I lay in bed shaking with fever.#I weakly hand you an envelope with these spritesheets and you have to lean in to hear my rasping voice.#Because I *know* this is probably really straightforward to a lot of artists.#But this is my first time doing something like this *EVER*. I am so far outside of my comfort zone!#But *who* is pd-mdzs if not that art blog that keeps you all on your toes for what to expect?#For someone who has never done pixel art I think I did okay! I have learned a lot B*)#The more exciting news is that THESE ACUALLY WORK. They can run around and be put into situations!#(Well...the *original* files work; these are screenshots. The real files are microscopically small)#Get ready for a new era of content while I continue to learn more about sprite art and animation.#I have a lot of other assets to practice making so seriously; get ready for some wild MDZS (and Dungeon Meshi) fake game clips.#I want to recreate some scenes in the game engine to practice and experiment! I think that's really fun!#Next up is dialogue window icons and then battle art!
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On the string propaganda
Heeellll yeah
Bestie is an entire PLACE
I look at those guys and let me tell you the soul of that thing ain't just in the puppet, it's in all the neurons carrying the thoughts and emotions, it's in the power rails that serve as the heart. All the memories in the memory conflux and all the numbers we see flicker across displays, the flux condensers, the puppet; a little avatar.
No way these massive machines see life the same way we do. They have their own experiences and senses and things they hold dear. A world we can't imagine, a way of living we couldn't even comprehend.
I could never tear an iterator apart to be just a puppet. Who am I to decide how's life supposed to be enjoyed or perceived?
You treat your creechurs however you want- I ain't gonna dictate that. But damn, hearing the thrums and buzzes of the linear systems rail? They are alive with so much power, these mechanical beasts are exactly what they should be.
#sorry im just a really passionate on the string believer#you cant tell me that these massive structures kilometers wide capable of things we cant even image would look at something thats#thats comparable to a speck of dust and be like#yes i would like to rid myself of practically my entire body to be that tiny#this aint no âif i were a supercomputer i'd be sad i couldnt see the sky like i do nowâ#thats only because you have something to compare it to#if i were to suddenly loose everything to be just some microscopic creature i'd be miserable but only because i know what im loosing#id be loosing the ability to think like i do now id be loosing the ability to enjoy the things i do now#i dont know what life is like as a microscopic creature but i wouldnt be willing to give up my life as i know it now#and i think with iterators are the same#just how different is their life from ours and what things can they see that we are missing out on?#give up everything comfortable and known and for what??#to feel the sun? they absolutely have various temperature sensors#see the sky? those overseers were made to see things those visuals are in 4k#other animal comforts?? what about computer comforts??#what makes a lil creature happy may not necessary make a massive supercomputer happy#sorry big rant in the tags um just wanna say this is no hate to anyone who wants their creatures off the string#these are fictional beings and you do whatever makes you happy take them off the string set them loose yess enjoy little robots running#around be happy i love reading ya alls off the string shenanigans#rain world#iterator#drawins#oc veil of dreams#rw talk#rain world oc#iterator oc
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Ok I want to put the English translations here:
Climatiqueen - I'm guessing this is some Stormy Weather type villain.
Dessinatriste - possibly a pun on animator? Oh please god no not another Animatrix or whatever the hell he was called.
Sublimation - exactly what it says on the tin.
Daddycop - again, dead dove do not eat.
Papys Garous - something about a werewolf? Perhaps Weredad.
Princesse Syren - I feel like a translation is again unnecessary here.
El Toro De Pieda - the stone bull. Stoneheart, perhaps (now that Ivan has the Ox miraculous full time)?
Vampigami - vampire. If I had to hazard a guess, vampire Kagami. Hell yeah.
Monsieur Agreste - if you need a translation on this one please stick your head in a washing machine and run the cycle a few times. Jokes aside, HOLY SHIT????
Le Château Noir - literally, The Black Castle. Ominous title. I love it.
Revelator - I would guess similar to the villain Lila was akumatized into last series.
Psyconductrice - I have no idea. Sorry guys.
Yaksi Gozen - so in several religions (which are practiced widely in Tibet, I might add), Yaksi is the plural of Yaksa or Yaksha, which have two sides, one benevolent and one malevolent - usually they disrupt travellers. Gozen would imply Tomoe - perhaps something to do with the Agreste Family Treasure Hunt? Note: apparently Gozen literally translates to Morning. Huh.
Couchorak - yeah no idea.
Le Redresseuse - literally means "the straightener". Homophobic villain? Or perhaps a stylist. The first one would be funnier though.
Noe - Noe is a French name.
Le FĂŠe des Beaux RĂŞves - THIS is interesting, because it literally means "the good-dream fairy". And given the Nighttormentor thing...
Les Crassetastrophes - "crasse" means "dirt" and I'd guess that it's a pun on "catastrophe". I don't think "it's"dirt" is a metaphor for gossip in French, but correct me if I'm wrong.
Riginarazione - THIS IS INTERESTING. Because this means "rebuild", and in Italian means "regeneration", which probably isn't relevant, but I think it's neat (Whovian).
Renverse-cĹurs - literally, "heart-turner". Like Reverser maybe? Or Dark Cupid?
Les Titans ChaĂŽnes - "the chained titans". Awesome.
Lady Chaos - gee, I wonder. But the "Lady" part got me thinking "Ladybug".
Tristanansi - I'm really, really hoping that this isn't just Anansi again but this time she's sad, but "triste" means sad and... You get the picture.
La Reine De Frayeurville - The Queen of Frightville. Cute.
Protocol Secret - secret protocol. Potentially interesting...
Nemesis - nemesis.
If these are inaccurate please feel free to correct me!
The wait is finally over, we have the episode list of Season 6.
From the ISAN (International Standard Audiovisual Number) webside
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i want to go on a big and elaborate date with papyrus SPECIFICALLY bc of the way u draw him bc heâs so bbg cutie patootie
PapyrACE đđ Happy Valentine's Day!
#DDoodles#UT#Papyrus#AroAce Papyrus Supremacy#Lol#I'm actually really delighted to see how much aroace positivity there is around the skelebros :D#I was a little on the worried side since y'know - Sans especially. I've been in the fandom for a while lol I'm Aware#But genuinely there's so much lovely energy towards the bros being aroace which I - unsurprisingly - am very inclined towards lol#Me constantly: And you're ace! And you're ace! And you're ace! Ace for everybody!#I'm tongue-in-cheek about my Projecting Constantly lol but I do try to base my headcanons on The Actual Text haha#I think Papyrus is kind of a no-brainer lol he literally turns you down if you go on a date with him that's pretty textual#And you have the option to completely avoid going on a date with him and he still clarifies platonic affection!#I like him very much haha <3#As for Sans I know some of it stems from my Handplates filter lol - their codependency points to an interesting interplay with romance#I'll start thinking about the Vargas Dating Sim again if I keep on that train of thought tho lol#But to me it feels more than just ''He's too busy'' or w/e - Feels Different#It's all speculation anyway haha - I'm glad you like how I draw Papyrus! :D He's the sweetest boy and I love him!!#Wanted to try something a bit Extra hehe ⪠I keep wanting to make animatics and the like!#Storyboards - animations if I can swing them lol - but I'm very impatient :P And perfectionistic >.>#So have something a bit more sloppy and silly :) It's good practice for me!#All told it wasn't too bad! :D I had fun making it and I'm fairly pleased âŞ#Hope you enjoy hehe <3 Happy Valen's! :D
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one piece is crazy fr like what do you mean youâre following up Everyoneâs Deadâ˘ď¸ with Objectifying Women: The Arcâ˘ď¸
#bruh :/#im bout to vent cause im mad about it rn sorry#op fans there are many good elements to your series outside of this and i love u sorry im about to talk shit about it#pls abandon ship now and stop reading my tags to avoid if you want#anyway#once i put a certain amount of time into something i usually commit to finishing it#but this arc is like đ this close to making me abandon the whole series like wtf is this#i know i KNOW sexist shit is like practically unavoidable in anime but this is a LOT jesus christ#i want to punch a WALL#like wtf do you think women ARE#i want to attack and kill#everyone who has ever told me that naruto is worse than one piece about women owes me 500 dollars rn#like itâs BAD and i would have been mad about this either way#but i think im extra salty because ive had SO many people praise one piece women at me#and i was like doubtful cause ya know LOOK at them#but i LISTENED because everyone was so insistent the women are good and itâs not bad with that kinda thing#which was a BETRAYAL because seriously wtf is thisđ¤#ughhhhh i CANT watch this HOW am i supposed to watch this#why do i have to watch the creepy island of women cluelessly mess with unconscious mans dick trope i canttttttttt#the answer is i DONT have to watch it and i want to STOP#how are yall watching this i still havent even forgiven thriller barks invisible man nami bath scene#like yall i canttttttttt#my âfiction that treats women like shitâ tolerance is too low for this#ughhh really at a loss here because so much time already committed and i was enjoying it aside from this#but i really CANNOT keep watching if the bar gets any lower and idk if it even CAN get lower#sorry sorry okay vent over this just#REALLY pissed me off#cause it kinda blindsided me i think
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anyways since april the first is almost over, happy ken day to dot barrett and dot barrett alone
#n o bc i find it incredibly funny that egu.taku voices 2 april 1st birthday clowns with somewhat similar energies*#*albeit ken actually somehow manages to get girls and dot gets snubbed by everyone and anyone#i think ken and dot would be good frenemies lmao (but the enemies bit is onesided on dotâs end)#i should reread m a s h l e again bc yk itâs nice to read something that you donât need to work your brain to comprehend sometimes..#unlike s o m e ongoing popular sj series iykwimâ#but lol i didnât expect the dumb creampuff guy anime to get so popular bc of the op theme#itâs a real pity that practically every va of the second series did the bbbb dance *except* for ucchi#i should really watch s2 now that itâs completed though⌠i want to see how ucchi voices carpaccioâŚ#anyways happy ken day stay trollin young man#shibakentucky fried chicken
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Today I've been told by an old, wise woman (don't ask me why or how. It's a long story) that I might become a Psychopomp when I'll be older, because my soul has a very strong light and it will help many others through the whole trespassing process, only if I want to, of course. I immediately thought about Gwyn (haha). I don't know if it's entirely a good thing, I need to do some research, but thinking about Gwyn helps a little.
Hi anon!
It's actually not that uncommon in certain spiritual animism circles tbh to be a psychopomp. And psychopomps are found in nearly every animist tradition / religion / spirituality all over the world (both as gods, heroes, and also people - especially because some of these traditions deify real people / ancestors). You might want to look into Eurasian shamanism specifically.
Over a decade ago now, I practiced this myself, and a fascination with both living and deified psychopomps (and the overall practice of being a death shepherd) was what led me to write a character like Gwyn ap Nudd in the first place. :D
I definitely recommend doing research into it, since it can be labour-intensive for some, and it's not for everyone. Also it might be worth looking into the Jungian psychological version! Because if you approach the subject laterally, the psychopomp in Jungian thinking is someone (or a being) that mediates between conscious and unconscious thought, and that can be anything from a symbolic animal or figure, to a psychotherapist depending on the techniques!
#asks and answers#personal#that paganism life#yeah psychopomps definitely exist and there are those who are actively practicing#i preferred soul retrieval and soul depossession when i was actively#offering those services to others#psychopomping is something i prefer to do for animals#and i've definitely met people who inadvertently do this without realising#but yeah to intentionally do it is a lot#having an affinity/potential to be able to do this / walk this path#is not the same as really wanting to!#but there's a lot to research if you decide to go in that direction#administrator gwyn wants this in the queue
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It's really strange to me how some people only criticize plastic through the lens of it being "vegan plastic", as if non-vegans aren't also using plastic products, including fake leather. The same with slave labor and crops. Like I've literally seen someone say how harmful vegan vegetables are in agriculture and I'm just like, do you only eat meat??? Do you not eat vegetables??? I just don't understand the whole "if you're vegan and not using animal products then you love slave labor and plastic". Consuming animal products doesn't automatically mean you're not using plastic or buying anything that was produced from slave labor in the same way that being vegan doesn't mean animals aren't getting killed somewhere along in the process of you getting food on your plate. Also, using animal products doesn't automatically mean good for the environment, cuz usually somewhere along the way there's some type of harmful process being used.
I think maybe people don't realize just how ingrained plastic is. It's not some evil vegan villain wearing head-to-toe pleather that is upholding the plastic industry. Take a look around the room and identify everything you see that is plastic. Then think about all the plastic you don't see. And is it really only vegans buying from shein, temu, forever 21, etc? For some people, that's all they can afford, but for so many other people that isn't the case. Is it really so hard to acknowledge that it's literally an exploitative, capitalistic world that has done all of this and NOT vegans? Is it so hard to acknowledge that we all take part in these harmful practices in some way because they've been so interwoven into our society that there's no way to avoid it? What is so difficult to understand about any of that? At this point, I'm half-convinced some billionaires got together and brainstormed on "Who can we blame" and then collectively decided on vegans, and unfortunately some people actually took the bait.
Also, these arguments constantly erase poor people unless it's framed in the context of the vegan diet not being affordable to everyone. Organic, sustainable, fair-trade etc etc products are not cheap. It's not only vegan products that can be non-affordable.
This whole moral superiority (and also flat-out cruelty to each other) can be on BOTH sides and it's really frustrating that the one side won't admit it. Eating meat doesn't automatically make you a saint and non-complicit in harmful practices in the same way being a vegan doesn't either.
It's just...people. People are the worst. The only way to save the planet is for us to literally go extinct.
#Also no one ever admits they eat factory farmed meat#Everyone on all of the posts and threads I've ever been on claims to get local meat#And there's just no way#I know every country has different practices but it can't be that all of the comments I've seen were from people not in the USA#Also idk why people automatically assume a vegan mentioning animal cruelty is automatically an attack on indigenous practices??#I know there's probably vegans out there who do attack them#But I've only ever seen people bring it up when literally not a single person on either side mentioned indigenous people#I think most people regardless of lifestyle choices really just want natives to be able to practice in ways they want to#I also never see meat-eaters acknowledge that some people can't have animal products#Only ever the other way around#Even before I went vegan I have not been able to have dairy since 2018#Like I need to use alternative milk#And like back when I was really poor I could barely afford to eat#If my grocery bill went over $20 in a week I had to worry about which bill I was going to have to pay late or skip over#Like my focus was on my survival and not whether something I was buying was harmful in some way#Anyway#It's just so weird to me as I read through comments on posts how people get so angry#Literally read someone say fuck you to a non-vegan person who was only trying to say there's no way to avoid harm on either side#Like what#I see much crueler stuff come from non-vegans than vegans#Even before I went vegan#Honestly people being so cruel towards vegans was a part of the reason I became one#Because I was always led to believe vegans were the worst#But as I started engaging with more posts and whatnot#I realized it was actually not true#Idk if that's happened with anyone else or not lol#And out of all the online vegan communities I've been on#Really the only shitty one was on Reddit tho I haven't checked that sub in a long time#Vegan#Personal
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just skinned something for the first time⌠wow⌠canât believe i get to cross one of the oldest and most important things off my bucket list. that is, cutting somethings face off.
#animal death#iâve always had this vivid imagery of what it would be like to cut somethings face off i think itâs just curiosity.#i think i just struggled to understand how that would work as a kid so i thought abt it rly hard and it stuck with meâŚ#not a whole thing. turkey head. from the neck up. so big it may as well be a whole thing. so interesting⌠not finished yet but accomplished#a lot more than i thought i would be able to in the time i had today. weâll see⌠weâll see if this works out.think iâm gonna dry preserve it#but not sure if it will be too rigid that way⌠maybe i do need to tan it. eek!#much to learn much to practice. if all else fails i will have his skull and that will be enough#really want to save some of his skin though⌠wasnât planing on doing the whole head but⌠i have to try. heâs so beautiful and it just feels#right this time. somehowâŚ
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waow. so fucking cool that both ging and mito freecss are aroace. who would have thought
#mine#hunter x hunter#hxh#mito freecss#ging freecss#i usually dont put original posts in fandom tags but. you will all witness this#this is my belief and im sticking to it#usually i kind of have to reach when i want to hc a character as aroace but this?? its all right there on the page/screen baby#also sidenote i dont really care about pariston and i didnt read the manga#ive heard there are Things in there about him and ging but you know what im gonna ignore that shit#aroace ging idgaf#it also fuckin hit me a while back that (unless im forgetting something) at least in the anime there are like. no actual canon relationships#literally the only ones i could think of were like. killuas parents. eliza and squala.#⌠like. the rest is very prominent subtext#as an aroace this is fuckin king shit#like a enjoy a good romance now and then but it is so refreshing to have a piece of media that so blatently does not center relationships#(like i like killugon but it is arguably Not the focus of the show)#like obv friendship is centered#and its practically canon but its not the focus#idk what im talking about. im very tired
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