#the only thing I love more than white men is twinks

[pastelpousay]

Okay I am surrendering I’ll watch emperor’s new school 🐺

IM ONLY WATCHING IT BECAUSE IM ACTUALLY SO CURIOUS TO SEE HOW BAD THEY FUCKED UP MY BOY. RACISM AND SEXISM?? POSSIBLE GROOMING??? WHAT EPISODE BRO PLEASE WHAT EPISODE 😭😭 ILL PUR IT ALL ASIDE BRO ILL PUT ALL MY NEURODIVERGENT DISCOMFORT ASIDE JUSY TO WATCH IT LMAOOO. I HAVE NO CLUE WHERE TF TO WATCH IT OR IF THIS SHIT WILL GET MY PHONE A VIRUS I WILL SURRENDER

Also I need more pics of kuzco cuz I made a TENG Pinterest board and I promise you I’ve saved every pic of Kuzco except for the emperor’s new school ones 😭😭

LIKEEEE DJJDKDKDKSKEKKS I MISS MY BABBYYY YGHNDDJJDDN I NEED MORE OF HIM 😭😭 good by David spade kuzco you will be missed😿

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 4

Geralt is the captain of a pirate ship, named "Kaer Morhen." Perhaps he's still a witcher, perhaps he's just a regular old human (with white hair and golden eyes? Lol) His brothers (and "cousins" from other witcher schools) are his crew Now I can see this going two different ways, so choose a favorite (or make up your own, I am only the beginning, I hold no affront of being anything more) Jaskier is a nobleman's son, aboard his family's ship, possibly on his way to be forced into a marriage to a woman he doesn't love. And either he falls overboard or he's shoved off as a murder attempt, but he's lost in the ocean. Lambert (or someone else, but I love to imagine how Lambert would attempt to call this out to his captain who he doesn't take seriously 90% of the time, #brothers) calls that he spots a man bobbing in the sea, and they haul him up. The majority of the crew sees sight of his jewels and finery and insists on holding him ransom. But when the prisoner wakes up and isn't afraid of death, Geralt looks into this a little more. Apparently their prisoner won't get a ransom because his entire family despise him and his want to run away and become a bard. Funny. Most pirate ships have entertainers aboard to help the pirates deal with months of nothing but ocean. Perhaps they'll have use of this dumb twink after all. OR, option number two Jaskier is a nobleman's son, chained and starved for the crime of wanting to become a bard and not wanting to marry some prissy noblewoman. He hears a lot of loud noises and screams and then a bunch of burly men in fur cloaks stomp down and start rifling through their supplies. One catches eye of him and immediately yells to the captain. The captain is a very handsome man with silver locks and bright eyes, and the dreaded pirate captain is treating Jaskier with more kindness and gentleness than his family or their workers ever have. The pirate hauls Jaskier up into his arms and carries him to their own ship, laying him down in his own bed, and looking over his injuries and sending one of his crewmembers to make hm a fine meal. Jaskier begins telling the captain of his abusive life beforehand and mentions that all he's ever wanted is to spread music and love, and shockingly enough, this big scary (gorgeous) man doesn't even laugh at him for it.. Oh fuck he's falling in love-

♡!Optional addons!♡ • Geralt gayly teaching his bard how to swordfight!!!

• Perhaps Jaskier's family is crueler and has done more than beat him, perhaps they've stabbed him or something, and the very last thing he sees before he passes out from bloodloss is Geralt (Maybe he even thinks he's an angel! Lmfao)

• Geralt getting lovingly bullied by his brothers for taking care of his songbird so well

• Geralt's crew revenge-robbing or revenge-killing Jaskier's family if we do Option one for the story (attempted-murder route), since it's implied it happens in Option Two while they ransack the ship-

• Perhaps I'll do a sequel for this prompt one day for Mermaid Jaskier, I do LOVE mermaids, take this as a much smaller and much less detailed prompt for if you want that idea, too! Perhaps the Pankratz ship has a captured mer aboard, parched and dehydrated (I just mostly think it'd be funny if Geralt was checking his pulse and if he has any injuries while random other witches dump buckets of sea water on him-)

[lnkedmyheart]

Vld rewatch was a wild trip honestly. My general opinions are as follows:

Generic ass show. I'm not entirely sure why it took off as much as it did but it was generic af.

I still stand by that the Alteans spout some serious "white man's burden" type of shit. Very reminiscent of all the shit I spent slogging over in my postcol lectures.

I'm still shook that people never pointed out Alfor literally nuked Daibazaal and basically forced the Galrans into exile.

Haggar's character died when she remembered she's a mom.

I may not be huge on Allura given some of the really weird choices made with the Alteans but damn you really murked the victim of a genocide for the greater good, huh?

Kl fans really thought their ship was gonna be canon cause a couple people on the show drew art for it. I guess Revy and Roberta have been screwing behind the scenes.

Shiro is my son and the only good thing second to my best friend acquisition to come out of vld. I would have added Zarkon but we literally had only 2 seasons of him before his daddy ass was nuked.

I originally went in expecting ka1lura because that's how it always went and started actually liking a1lurance by the end. Yes it was developed pretty well all things considered. Only one other duo was developed more than them and it wasn't the two twinks.

I like the MFE pilots more than the paladins given that the latter's bond was non existent by the end.

Hunk and Shay were not a good couple in terms of development. Sorry it's cute but it's boring as fuck. No build up, they meet, the fat guy liked the fat girl and they immediately start dating. That's the way of the fat peeps in media. Lord forbid we give people who aren't skinny actual developed love stories.

My use of the word daddy is reserved for two fictional men. He's one of them.

Keith, Matt, Ezor and Allura were the prettiest characters. I can see why everyone wanted a piece of Keith in particular for their ships.

Keith x Axca would have been the lamest endgame. My boy is running around in space, is a part alien and with so many unique looking characters around him only to end up with the alien with the most uninteresting character design is just ridiculous. Had she looked buff like Zethrid or unusual like Ezor I'd have been down for it.

Krolia had bad character design. She's a generic fem galra Keith au fan art.

You couldn't get me to take [Man]'s existence seriously. If you put a loaded gun to my head and demanded I do I'd squeeze your trigger finger and off myself instead.

Shiro's new arm is UGLY.

The castle of lions looks like a giant fancy dildo.

Lotor's arc was dumb. Loved the racism of Lotor's Altean side being praised when he's faking goodness but a Galran when he's evil? As if it's not his Altean mother's obsessive ambition that led to his downfall while Zarkon literally went mad because of his love and devotion for Honerva? Oh right, Alteans good Galra bad. My mistake.

LM and JDS don't deserve a fraction of the slander they still keep getting. The show was bad in the way a generic idea tends to be when you have a bunch of different writers.

S8 is objectively awful but the quality declined after s2.

I hate their chins. Shiro was the only one with a chin I could get behind.

I really want to go back to that time when we used to slap "Disclaimer: I do not own *insert show name*. The show and all the characters are the property of *insert company/creator's name*". It will definitely reduce the obscene entitlement amongst modern audiences.

[flotuslover53]

Hiiiii sorry if this is random but do you have any headcanons about Kennixon? :))

I'm glad you asked <3

(Disclaimer: I know that the things I'm about to say aren't real or are exaggerations of the truth, i don't need anyone being like "this didn't happen" bc I know lol 😭)

I think Nixon definitely fell first (personally I think it was during this extremely romantic train ride where they shared a bunk)

However as a poor repressed Quaker boy he def mistook his attraction for jealousy 😭

I imagine Nixon was also way more invested in the relationship than JFK... like it was SERIOUS for him whereas JFK was too much of a player and I don't think he felt the same way.

I'm sure JFK thought Nixon was cute tho... he was probably kind of oblivious at first since he had A Lot going on in his life and probably wasn't thinking about whether his weird quiet twink coworker wanted him lol

But he would be interested when he realised what was going on... JFK loved it when men were into him so he'd probably be intrigued by the possibility of a toxic situationship 😭

When they were working in offices directly across from each other I feel like Nixon was probably thinking the entire time about what JFK was doing at that exact moment (especially if he ever brought a girl over)

I imagine Nixon talked/'complained' about JFK over family dinner and stuff all the time and Pat had to tell his annoying ass to stfu

In my mind they fell out during the 1960 presidential campaign and Nixon felt super betrayed while JFK lowkey didn't care that much bc he was so used to crazy situationships

But then after JFK became president he kind of wanted Nixon back and obviously he couldn't resist 😭 their meetings in the White House were not just business only and when he was at home Nixon was definitely waiting by the phone half the time for JFK to invite him over

Those are all the (sfw) headcanons I can think of rn but I'll probably post some more on this account as time goes on!! I might get into the fanfiction game too as there is hardly any kennixon on ao3.....

[iambic-stan]

The Day After

Ugh, I'm so depressed and needed this escapism.

Why did I allow myself to have hope, I wondered, tossing around the last few sips of my drink at the bottom of the glass.  Brooks & Dunn's "Neon Moon" was playing quietly. The bright pink lights over the bar and emptiness of the room created just the right ambiance for me to cover myself in melancholy.   Living in a red state, I had to find myself a gay bar to sulk at, even if I'd never patronized this one before.  Anywhere else, I risked witnessing people celebrating. It was just the day after and nothing else felt remotely safe--physically or emotionally. 

I guessed the bar was really only empty because it was 8:00 p.m., not because everyone queer was hiding at home.  I simultaneously wanted to be alone but also wanted someone to talk to, even if it was just venting.  Or they just vented to me.  I didn't think I could stand to talk about anything else as if it was just another day instead of Day 1 of a jarring acceleration to the death of democracy as we all knew it.  There was a hurricane in the Gulf.  I had a class to teach the next day.  Chappell Roan sang a new song on Saturday Night Live.  They'd just released a new teaser trailer for season 5 of Stranger Things.  Quincy Jones died a couple of days ago.  But who the fuck could care?  Maybe I would've said as much to the bartender, but he was outside for a smoke break.

My head was buried in my phone and I was doom scrolling when a voice I knew but didn't said, "Come on, twink--you're at the Pink Pony Club but you're not dancing!" and laughed obnoxiously.  My head popped up and I took in the heavy clown makeup, boat-neck lime green dress and Fifth Element wig with so much volume you could hide a family of rats in it. I blinked several times.  The blinking helped lubricate my eyes with the tears that had settled in them but I still couldn't believe what I was seeing.

"Yes--it's me, Bianca Del Rio," she continued.  "For once, I'm not the biggest bitch around.  I take it you heard that over 70 million Americans put the 'cunt' in 'country' yesterday.  They make me look like fucking Mother Teresa, hahaha!  Just kidding--she was actually kind of a cunt, too--read the Christopher Hitchens book.  Oh fuck I almost forgot--I don't read!  Now where is the bartender who gave you that martini you're drowning your sorrows in?  No one wants to work anymore, you know?"

"I love you," I choked out.  Well that was embarrassing.  In a sense, it was true--I was obsessed with Bianca Del Rio and had met her at a show in El Paso--a moment I had replayed in my mind dozens of times though she surely didn't remember it.  She met more people than anyone could remember.  But also, Bianca Del Rio was not a real person but a drag persona, and I didn't know the man behind her personally, so I couldn't really love either one.  But I was shocked, angry, and sad and my social filter was malfunctioning.

"Oh, that's the booze talking," she dismissed, waving her lemon yellow nails at me.  "What are you so down about, white man?  Didn't buy what he was selling?  My whole family's getting deported tomorrow.  But Trump does love white men, almost as much as he loves grabbing 'em by the pussy.  But maybe you've realized that being white won't help you when people find out you're sticking your dick in some other man's ass."

"I have a vagina," I said, as though it was any of Bianca's (or Roy's) business.  I looked at her face to see the recognition, but it didn't appear to be anything she hadn't heard before, so I kept going.

"So if some asshole rapes and impregnates me, I have to scrape together the money to travel several states over for an abortion...if that's still legal.  But it's not just that...it's everything.  It's worrying about Obergefell v. Hodges being overturned, the tariff proposals, Ukraine, climate change....the continual funding of Israel..."  

She sat down at the bar next to me, nodding solemnly.  Slowly, her demeanor changed and I guessed she was slipping out of character, which, even in my despair, melted my heart because she was just so adorable.  She reached out and touched my hand, and I took hold of hers.  It was so incredibly soft--I wanted to ask if she used some expensive creams, and I never wanted to let go of it.  "You're so beautiful," I said, remembering I had said the same thing that night in El Paso.

She jerked her phone out of her purse and said, "Let me get you my ophthalmologist's number, because clearly you can't see a GODDAMN THING!"  I let out a laugh.  "There it is!" she said, pointing at me.  "I made you laugh.  And your name is?"

"Sebastian."

I had barely uttered the last syllable when she retorted, "Faggot," which made me chuckle again in spite of myself.

"Listen, Fag--I mean Sebastian, this is a pretty nice bar--maybe you should go out more and talk to people instead of moping about your useless vote in a sea of red, huh?  I try to visit this place whenever I'm in town, though not normally this early.  But this way I get to chat with a loser like you and feel better about my pathetic self, you know?  And the coming years look bleak, but think about it this way--we'll all die anyway!  There's no way out except under...the ground.  We're only particles of change orbiting around the sun.  That was poetic, right?  It wasn't me, though--that was Joni Mitchell."

"I know!" I said, getting a bit excited.  "From 'Hejira.'  I love that song, and the album."

The bartender walked back in, looking unfazed that a celebrity was sitting next to me. He and Bianca nodded in some unspoken language at one another and he started to make what I guessed was her usual drink.

"What else do you love, Sebastian?" she asked, with a smile that looked quite sincere but comical at the same time with the exaggerated fuschia lip and raccoon eyes.

"Oh, I love heartbeats," I blurted out.  Really? I thought.  Couldn't go with chai lattes or Cher?  Had to go straight to cardiophilia?

"Guess we kind of need them," she said sarcastically.

"Sorry I'm being so weird.  I'm a HUGE fan.  I just meant I love listening to heartbeats, and having mine listened to.  Wow.  I can't believe I told you that.  Like, I have a stethoscope collection.  It's a thing."

When she raised her eyebrows a bit, I knew she'd never heard of this before, which made me feel embarrassed.  But she didn't say anything unkind; she just listened.

"Do you want to listen to my heart?" she asked, as the bartender handed her a martini.  My eyes traveled to her chest and I watched it rise with an intake of breath.  I thought about how strange it was to be so attracted to someone whose public image was meant to be ridiculous rather than sexy.  But I still pictured her smile and played the same bits from The Pit Stop in my head whenever I couldn't sleep.  I had imagined her heartbeat many, many times.

Bianca didn't wait for a response before opening her arms.  "It's nice to meet you again," she said as I leaned toward her, my head landing on her chest just above the collar of her dress.  At once I heard the heart of the man behind this larger-than-life queen, thumping loudly--yet slowly and steadily.  I focused on his relaxed breathing, tried to allow it to calm my own.  I was near Erb's point and could hear every second heart sound clearly, and it was musical.  For a moment I forgot why I was so distraught.  When I remembered, I let out a long sigh, but I kept my arms wrapped around his waist and listened as long as I could.  I knew none of this would be fixed overnight, and maybe some of it never could be fixed.  But I had this night, and for now, that would have to do.

[koridoru]

YOU COULD MAKE A FIC WHERE YN IS A VERY BEAUTIFUL AND INTELLIGENT PILLAR AND JOKER AND HAS AS ITS MISSION TO FIND DOUMA'S LAIR AND THEN THEY TRY TO ANNOY EACH OTHER.

For once I am doing a MALE reader because twinks are awesome

(Sorry if you wanted female reader I like mixing it up)

No one said being a hashira was easy. No one except you, however.

In the slayer corps, you were known for three things: Your intelligence, your sense of humor, and your pretty face. Despite being a guy, you were beautiful, even to the other men.

You got along with most of the other hashira, although you sort of had a frenemies relationship with Obanai.

Maybe he was jealous of your looks.

Or maybe it wasn't jealousy...

If it was something else, you weren't surprised.

A lot of people did find you quite attractive, if they didn't have a crush on you, they wpuld be your best friend.

People loved your sense of humor, you always knew how to lighten the mood.

Today your crow informed you of a mission assigned by Ubuyashiki while you were training with Sanemi.

"Ugh... damn crow...we'll have to wait to finish this."

You raise an eyebrow at him.

"Hey come on, what's up your ass this morning?"

Giyuu comes out of his quarters, walking up next to Sanemi from behind, rubbing his head. You smile mischievously.

"Well, I have my answer."

Sanemi realizes what you mean, and he gawks at you with a mixed expression of disgust and mortification.

"WHAT?!"

"Huh?"

You snort.

"Don't worry about it, Tomioka-san."

You read the letter the crow had delivered the news to you in, your snarky expression drops like an axed down tree.

"Upper moon two..."

You wander away from the others before they can ask what was going on, rushing to your own quarters.

Sure you were a hashira, but upper moon two? Alone?!

You had a mini panic attack, but after a while, you made a quick decision.

"Fuck it, we ball. Why not?"

You gathered your sword and blue haori, heading out on a very lethal misson.

It takes a few hours to walk there, much to the despair of your poor legs.

You reach a building that is reminiscent of a temple.

"Fancy...is this really it?"

You walk up the stairs, sliding open the door and entering.

No one is there, but the room is lit with lanterns all around.

It definitely looks like temple now that you're inside.

You hide in the corner, awaiting someone to enter.

It wasn't long before a tall, broad built man with shirotsurubami hair. (white shade of oak, very pale beige)

The man smiles a cheeky grin, he turns in your direction.

"Well, what do we have here?"

He cocks his head, his rainbow eyes meet yours.

You could see the kanji in his pupils, knowing very well who this was.

"You're upper moon two? Well...I wasn't expecting this..."

"Hm? What do you mean?"

You sort of snicker, raising an eyebrow as you size him up.

"You're rather humanoid, along with being very friendly looking."

"Oh, is that so? A little boy has come to admire me?"

He brings a hand to his mouth, chuckling.

"Little? No no no, babe,"

You snicker.

"You're big. Like really big. Like freakishly big. Why are you so tall? You must eat a lot of humans."

"Well you're correct. I just love to eat the ladies around me, females are far more nutritional for demons!"

"You only eat women? Are you some kind of creep?"

You smirk, his smile gets wider, he looks at you with wide eyes as he tilts his head, resting it on a golden fan.

"Creep? Oho no, you have it all wrong. I only eat my followers."

"So you're some kind of false idol, huh?"

"My dear human, I am more than just an idol. You know of my rank, don't you? So you know I'm more than what these people think I am."

He giggles, he looks at you with an unhinged smile, already thinking about killing you.

"Stop looking at me like that man...you look like you touch kids..."

His smile fades, before returning, this one looks more sinister.

"My! What an awful thing to insinuate!"

He lunges forward, waving his fan and ice is summoned, freezing its way over to you.

You grin and jump to the side.

When ice shards shoot from the ground, you quickly dodge them, catching one of them and throwing it back to Douma.

It hits him in the eye, piercing it.

He lets out a yelp that sounds very feminine, surprised you used his own move against him.

He pulls it out of his eye, grinning.

"Well that wasn't very nice, human."

You scoff, grinning at him.

"Bite me."

"Oh! Will do!"

You jump at him, slicing at him with your katana. He moves backward, using his arm to block your attacks, though it gets cut off.

He doesn't seem to mind, it just regenerates in seconds anyway.

You take him off guard and kick him in his gut, sending him through another sliding door.

He quickly recovers, snickering madly.

"What fun! Give me more, human! I'll enjoy our little battle before I feed on you! Maybe I'll absorb you...Oh the possibilities!"

You growl, pointing your sword at him.

"You meet your end here, demon!"

His eyes narrow, he grins maliciously.

You hear the string of a biwa play, a wall with a door forms in between you and Douma.

"What the hell?!"

You slide open the door to see that Douma has been joined by another demon knelt on the floor.

A female one, she has a biwa, along with pale skin and black hair covering most of her face.

"Oh Nakime, my savior! Be a dear and take us to the Lord, will you?"

Douma clasps his hands together, cheekily begging this new demon to do what he asks.

The door you had just opened slams shut in your face.

You huff and angrily open it again, but to your shock, the two demons had vanished.

You growl, looking around for them.

You went to different rooms, searching but to no avail.

"Shit...I lost them...how?!"

You lower your head, exiting the temple, dreading the moment you have to explain to Ubuyashiki that upper moon two had escaped from you.

[whumpitisthen]

here's a quick rundown on astarion: gay vampire spawn (not a vampire. like a demo version vampire. a "lesser" one but don't let him hear that) who has been kept for 200 years by his master as a slave. guy (who was an actual vampire) carved him up, tortured him and forced him to lure victims into his manor. astarion has been abused in so many ways i'd hit some sort of character limit if i listed half of them. he was only allowed to feet on rats and small vermin in the sewers. poor little meow meow astarion is now free due to [game story] reasons and seeks power and revenge -- he's an edgy fuck with a lot of swag and no moral compass. bro is a menace and loves causing problems on purpose. [slight spoiler] he will literally try to suck some of your blood like a day or two after you meet him and unless you succeed a skill check he'll just keep doing it until you die. if you resurrect yourself afterwards he'll go like "ooooh ooopsie sowwy! i wouldn't kill you if i knew you'll be back teehee can we forget about this? ;) <3 don't fucking kill me". he's such a good fucking whumpee you don't even know. it's insane. i don't want to ramble but he's almost everything i've ever wanted from a character like this in a large scale rpg. [slightly bigger spoiler] despite being the go-to "fuckable" character who everyone finds hot as hell (both in-universe and online) he's HORRIBLY traumatized by his sexual experiences from when he used to be a slave and when you romance him a good portion of his storyline revolves around trying to make him realize that he's more than just a slab of very attractive meat. he hides his feelings behind a facade of "evil tumblr sexyman-esque" mannierisms and getting to finally peel it back and see him for the poor wet cat that he is is so fucking satisfying. [an even bigger spoiler] i loved watching him cry when he finally gets to confront his former master. pristine content. there's so much more to his character (and this game in general) but if you ever need to justify spending full price on a new videogame release, there's nothing better than bg3. if i could choose one game to beam directly into the brain of each whumpblr user, it'd be this one.

Okay so i already loved him from the very little information i had about him, but this is so delicious

I saw some pics of bad scars which are always hhh and heard that he is a whumpee but i didn't know the extent and now i think ive collected a new blorbo

You are telling me he meets his old master at some point...... and he cries..... and hes all sad....... he rly was made for tumblr but especially me youre telling me he has white hair and is a vampire twink who was a slave and hurt and traumatised and he has incredible sad wet cat energy and he only has a flimsy layer of confidence and absolutely no idea what morals are. i knew i needed to know more you have to understand my knowledge of the game stopped at the bear sex scene like that is it and yet i somehow always find the most pathetic little men no matter what in any media i could not give a shit about any of the rest i will consume the entire thing just to know the exact extent of his sad little life

Also i wish i had the opportunity to even consider buying a full price new release no matter how good the game is there is no world in which id be able to pay for that. Also idk about the gameplay either it seems very story oriented roleplay and almost dating sim-ish? Not a huge fan of those in general its gotta have more gameplay than walking around and basically watching a movie, but, again. No idea about anything, maybe it has incredible gameplay and i just dont know. Dont tell me if it does itll just make ms sadder bc that would absolutely make me wanna play it myself. Its kinda funny honestly the longer i spend not knowing anything the crazier everyone seems to me both online and irl. Its like im living in a separate world, i know no one who hasn't played this fucking game fjfhskhfd

[seriousfic]

I can tell you why this keeps happening, but you're not going to like it. I keep seeing posts like "oh, why do these lesbian shows keep getting cancelled, but the shows about BOYS KISSING get renewed?". And, you know, there's an answer. You won't like it, as mentioned, but I'll tell you. If you don't wanna know, just look at this gif of Lando instead.

Okay, the first thing you have to realize is that gayboy shows have an unfair advantage: they aren't aimed at gay men. They're aimed at straight female yaoibunnies. This is why all gayboy shows and movies are created by women: Red White & Royal Blue, Heartstopper, Love Simon. All of 'em. Even Brokeback Mountain. It's all by and for horny women.

Horny women, obviously, are a huge demographic. Fifty percent of the population. And, this is important, they're predisposed to like romance. Romance is cocaine to women. Gay romance is crack cocaine because they get to toss out the woman and throw in another pretty boy to replace her.

This is why you never see a gay movie about a bear, it's always twinks. Who do you think finds sexually nonthreatening boys, like, the hottest thing ever? Women and K-pop fans.

So a lesbian show will never do gayboy numbers, because it's only aimed at lesbians, while gayboy shows get to summon up a huge spirit-bomb of horny bitches.

But what about men, you might ask? Don't men like lesbians?

Well... they used to.

Years of girlboss feminism kinda poisoned the well. Not only are men generally not interested in romance because it's stupid and gay, but also these female-led shows tend to poorly plotted, politically preachy, and outright hostile to men. Especially straight white men, which is the biggest demographic there is next to horny bitches.

Most straight white male characters in these shows are portrayed about as well as an infomercial character.

They're evil, incompetent, stupid, inept, oblivious, obnoxious, disrespected. Would you want to watch a show where your 'representation' is depicted that way? Obviously not. And at this point, it's happened so often that it's just expected as par for the course with any show that has progressive themes.

Why would you take a chance on The Acolyte when it's been made clear "this isn't for you" and that THIS is how the creators see you?

Which leaves only lesbians as the audience for lesbian shows, and they're only two percent of the population. And even then, that two percent of the population will never all watch one thing.

I guess the "good news" here is that ideologically driven entertainment companies still think they SHOULD make lesbian shows, because those are even more progressive than simple female-led shows, so these first seasons will keep getting made.

But the numbers will never add up because there just aren't that many lesbians to form a fanbase, gay men don't give a shit, straight women don't give a shit (as mentioned, they like gayboy shows because those don't have one woman, let alone TWO), and straight men don't give a shit.

And that's probably where we're going to be for a while until entertainment companies get it into their heads to try chasing trans audiences, which are even smaller than lesbian audiences and will have other audiences giving even less of a shit, but why should that stop DIsney from spending several hundred million dollars on a eight-episode show about Gag Shitto, penis-y Jedi Knight?

(It will be deleted for tax purposes in three weeks.)

im done i genuinely cannot do it anymore

[terras-diary]

game review - final fantasy xvi

some context: the only thing i knew about this game was it had a medieval setting. literally did not bother to look up anything about it, i kind of got the feeling there wasn’t much out there to begin with. 

the story: the world and lore of ff16 is interesting. the idea that the crystals were bad and causing environmental problems, even though in the short term they helped society so much, you could tell it was a comparison to our world. similar to the whole environmental overlords and their private pinkerton army which was final fantasy 7. but how the story and game progression actually played out? well that’s kind of a different story.

it was much longer than it needed to be. after each story mission you always had to backtrack to our hideout, just to watch a cutscene to lead to another story mission. the plot never really picked up, it was always stilted and held back by the fact you never felt like you did much. you could all but guarantee that whatever you did would be met with, ‘let’s go back to the hideout.’ i just always got the feeling of we were in the first fetch-quest part of the story before it was suppose to pick up, but it just never did. 

it would have flowed so much better if you could just cut out the middle man hideaway cutscenes, like just keep going!! why do we keep traveling halfway across the globe just to turn back!! keep moving forward!!!

the characters: the two main characters (i contest jill being a main character, even if the ffwiki says otherwise, btw) were so bland. clive was just some guy, and jill was just there. pretty much every other characters whether good, bad, or neutral outshined these two wet blankets. i will admit they had their moments. for jill in particular when she killed that priest. this isn’t a dig on the voice acting, i actually thought it was okay, but just how those two are written... ugh....

clive was just noctis if he wasn’t a twink and didn’t have his iphone. he had black hair, was a prince, had a dog companion, and had antagonist induced headaches.

don’t even get me started on their ‘romance’. good lord. they were just together because clive was a man and jill was a woman. remember how i said i knew nothing about this game? yeah for like the first four hours of this game i thought they were siblings. it didn’t help they looked exactly the same. (on that note, i thought benedicta was anabella pretty much until her history with cid came to light.) 

speaking of anabella, literally what was her problem. she is the most cartoonishly evil villain i have ever seen in a piece of media that wants to be taken seriously and have a dark/gritty vibe to it. genuinely, why was she like that. i wanted her and benedikta to play a larger part but they never really did. i find the women of this game were severely undermined larger parts which i think they could have fulfilled. (the misogyny......)

another thing about jill, though: she is practically written out of the story after having sex with clive and giving him shiva!!!! what the fuck! she was practically demoted to a npc. and there was a sidequest to cheer her up because even the writers knew they threw her to the wayside after putting out! in the above paragraph i wrote the misogyny halfly joking but the more i think about it i am very serious.

ultima, oh ultima. you had buttholes for eyes and gaping holes for ears. when he was a mysterious character, i enjoyed the mystique, but after a while it just kind of wore off. the mystique i am interested in is leviathan the lost. that was a cool concept, i was wondering why some more common final fantasy summons did not make the cut. guess they are just lost eikons.

my favorite character: barnabas, the mega dilf. he was hot as fuck, i cannot tell a lie. his accent was hot as shit too. i love crazy men. and that other white haired motherfucker was his got damn horse. 

the battling: like it was okay, half the time i pressed R1 to defend it never worked. i guess i just couldn’t time it right. it was still pretty easy though. i played on the action focused version and the only time i really got game over were during the eikon fights and when i tried my hand at the s rank hunts.

the eikon fights, wow. some of the highest highs and lowest lows of this game. the beginning fights were pretty interesting, all the good things about them culminated in the hugo kupka fight. that was the best fight of this game, full stop. it was somehow cinematicly choreographed while still having some stakes that required you to actually try to beat it. i’ve never had more fun in a modern game’s fight than this battle. the subsequent bahamut and odin fight, well.... uhh..... they were definitely battles. 

this is kind of fits in the under characterization as well but, there is no dialogue when you are on the field between clive and any of the npc party members. it is absolute silence, i forgot who was in my party half the time because they were mute.

side quests: i did all the side quests that popped up and all the hunts bar the s ranks (because i thought i may be under leveled.) there were a lot. it was definitely a chore. a lot of characterization for secondary characters were found in the side quests that i thought should have made it to the main scenario, but whatever. by the end i was sick and tired of it, such a fucking slog.

other odds and ends: i liked walking around the map and finding all the little places, that felt rewarding. but the treasures you would find were absolutely useless. you’d get an abundance of crafting materials, yet there were so few recipes you’d learn (which most were single use creations i.e. armor and weapons) that you were left with an overabundance of useless shit. maybe it picks up in the post game? i haven’t really played the postgame much, maybe it changes. at least for the main scenario, completely and utterly useless.

overall: well, it wasn’t the worst final fantasy (8 and 12, i am looking at you two.) all modern games pale in comparison to their predecessors of the 1990s and 2000s. i will always believe this i think. ff16 is definitely better than other modern games i’ve played. but the hay day of the final fantasy franchise where a game could be enjoyed by anyone while also not really having any glaring problems is over. the final objectively great final fantasy was 10. i enjoyed 13 and 15, but they just aren't as good. the same can be said for final fantasy 16. it was alright.

ok, i think that’s all i have to say right now. maybe i’ll think of more later.

[thegreatstoryteller]

The Great Shift: Friendsgiving

“So we’ve got the turkey in the oven, the mashed potatoes being mashed, yams ready for serving, and gravy on the stove top! Am I missing anything?” Reggie asked looking eagerly at his boyfriend Roth.

“Nope! You’ve got everything honey. It’s gonna be fine. I already have dessert in the fridge and drink ready to pour. Tonight is gonna be great, you’ve got nothing to worry about.” Roth consoled, looking up at his concerned man while rubbing the his lower back. His eager hands couldn’t resist pulling at the shorts Reggie liked to wear around the house when he went shirtless.

“I know.. I know.... it’s just been such a long time since we all got together. I’d been keeping up with Chan a bit... but the others only briefly... What.... has it been 3 years since the Great Shift?” Reggie said sullenly as if recounting the time.

“It sure has been. 3 years since the world went full on swap crazy... and 3 years since I got lucky enough to be swapped so close to you.” Roth smirked hugging his boyfriend lovingly.

Reggie smiled as he turned to gaze down into his boyfriend’s beautiful brown eyes, covered by glasses he didn’t originally need till it all happened. He couldn’t believe his luck. Nearly 3 Thanksgivings ago his friends Roth, Chan, Phil, Monty, and Joseph were all eager to be in town for their family’s celebrations. They were close all throughout high school and college and wanted were finally all in the same place. But then the shift happened. Reggie was in the kitchen helping his mom out with a meal when suddenly he was somewhere else entirely.... in someone else! He was having the most intimate moment he’d ever experienced with one of the most handsome men he’d ever seen! For the nerdy one of his group Reggie had never gotten remotely intimate with anyone, but now it was as if his body was moving on auto pilot. Thrusting, moaning, and kissing like a top notch adult film actor!

It was only after the most satisfying hour off passionate love making that he managed to come down from that high. The next few minutes were furious explanations and apologies, that were immediately shushed by who Reggie later learned was Roth! The former nerd couldn’t believe his straight best friend who played football and was a notorious ladies man was this incredibly cute African American twink who he’d just been inside of! Not to mention the glasses and Pokémon necklace completing the whole new nerdy look!

 And when Reggie finally got a good look at himself there was no trace of the former nerd. Hard muscles and broad shoulders were the only thing anyone would see when they stared at him now. That and a handsome face, framed perfectly with his new Asian features. People would say he could be a model with that physique and bone structure, but his shy nature wouldn’t call for anything more than attention from his soon to be boyfriend. 

Needless to say the rest was history. The two survived the strange transition from great shift craziness back to normal lives and had been living together and getting closer the entire time. Reggie as the newly Asian 6′2 fitness model. Roth as the nerdy 5′4 twink who had a knack for admiring his boyfriend’s body.

Soon the doorbell broke Reggie’s train of thought. “Oh that must be them! Mind taking the turkey out babe? I’m gonna get the door!” Reggie directed as he strode towards the doorway. When Reggie opened up he was greeted by the open smoldering smile of Chan.

“S’up guys. Great to see you. Looking good there Reggie. Guess I’m not the only one who’s been hitting the gym since the change! Now that I’m back in town maybe we can start working out again.” Chan smirked, his once thicker accent gone with time and apparently a new body.

Reggie simply hugged his friend still inwardly surprised. He’d kept up with Chan, but he hadn’t seen any pictures that would suggest he was now a white guy. Chan had been the second nerdiest of the group and a Chinese immigrant, originally meeting his friends when his parents moved for work. He stayed in college under a student visa and after they graduated was worried he’d be unable to continue living nearby when he couldn’t find work right away. Well then the shift happened landing him in the most American body he could think of with a thick East Coast accent!

“It was actually funny. When it happened I thought I was in some kind of dream, but it happened to be true. Once identities were being re-established I had to explain who I was and they had a hard time wanting to deport a guy who could barely speak Mandarin or Kantonese! Still sucks how I’m one of those guys who had that dang language aphasia post swap the prevents me from knowing words that my current body didn’t know.  But hey, I may not be a language major anymore, but I at least got some solid work! Have to hold back saying things like ‘forget about it’ these days. It’s like a weird verbal compulsion, y’know?” Chan explained as he got inside to greet Roth. 

Then the doorbell chimed once more and two larger men were there.

“Hey Reggie!... that is you right?” the first larger man said. The signature casual grin on that face was unmistakably Phil! There seemed to be no sign of his tall skinny friend who loved to smoke pot in the basement.  “Y-yeah. This is me. Wow Phil! It’s great to see you again. Come on in.” The larger man laughed. “Don’t worry. I’ve seen that face all around town when I re introduce myself to people! I know I’ve put on some weight since you last saw me. I’ve been embracing my new dad bod these days, especially my new appetite! When I first got into this guy I was surprised to say the least. Not every day you gain over 100lbs and are sitting in front of some corporate desk job. And I lost my long silky hair! But hey, I’ve got this kickass beard now and a beefier bod! Not bad being 6′4 with these huge thick feet. They’re size 15 if you can believe! And of course I’m at least not alone. Monty is in the same big guy boat as me.”

Phil stepped aside as if to hide the pretty obvious big guy behind him.

 “Yeah. Hi. Good to see you again Reggie. I take it Roth and Chan are already inside?” Monty asked. This larger guy looked less comfortable in his skin. Clothes clearly tight over his larger body.

“Yeah of course. They’re just in the kitchen. Dinner is about to be served soon.” Reggie explained as the two large bellies before him rumbled in excitement. “Gosh this embarrassing.” Monty winced. “I used to be the lean put together one of our group and now I can barely contain myself whenever someone mentions food.... a lot of things taste real good now... but I just can’t keep the weight off. I keep trying to do exercises and diets, but my self control isn’t what it used to be... but it’s at least good to see friends and... well Chan is always looking good these days.” Monty blushes. He was once a lean 5′10 with a runner’s build, and while he’d maintained his height it was now enlarged with a hefty coating of hair and fat.

Reggie wasn’t sure what to make of this but lead the two larger men to the table as Chan joined them. As the three friends caught up Reggie went back to the kitchen to see his smaller boyfriend struggling with taking the big turkey out of the oven. 

“Here let me lend you a hand.” Reggie offered as he effortlessly grabbed some oven mitts and lifted the meal with ease.

“Thanks babe,” Roth smiled. “I forget I’m not as strong as I used to be. Chan offered to do some workouts later this week. Maybe I’ll join him! Get some of my old physique back.” Roth patted his lean arms of non existent muscle. 

“I’d love that Roth. You’re the one who showed me how to maintain this body while the world was still going mad. I couldn’t have got through all that without you.” Reggie admitted with a blush.

“Hey, we got each other through all that.” Roth pulled his boyfriend in for another one of their legendary kisses, both men feeling the other stir with pleasure. When they release Roth smirked. “Now how about we get out there and serve them a delicious meal.” Reggie nodded excitedly and the two came out with the food.

It was clear for anyone at the table to see that Chan and Monty were making eyes at each other, but even that was broken when the food was placed and the feast began.

“Had anyone heard from Joey? I was hoping he’d come by too.” Roth asked as he passed the mashed potatoes. 

“Oh you hadn’t heard?” Chan said. “Joey is going by Joseph now. He’s been all over social media ever since he turned into that hot straight guy. Look here’s his latest post.” Chan produced his phone and showed them a classic social media post with a cringe caption.

“Thankful for my busty babe Jessica for snapping me before my morning workout in Milan. #blessed #truefriends”

“Woah is that really Joey?” Reggie stared wide eyed. The Joey he knew was an outspoken gay man who was advocating for rights, while attending Pride! He was a shorter guy who had no problem grabbing people’s attention too. Granted he knew he was a bit of a horny twink at times, but still. The guy he was seeing seemed to post countless shirtless pics with beautiful women left and right. His latest post suggested he was traveling abroad with a collection of different hot women offering him places to stay throughout his trip.

“It really is. I tried to get him to come but he just said he had more babes to meet up and knew we’d understand.” Chan scoffed with disappointment.

Roth just shook his head. “What a jerk. Guess some people really let the shift change em for the worse.”

“Aw come on. Let’s not let o’l joey get us down.” Phil said patting the smaller guy on the back, nearly knocking him off the chair. “We got a whole table to be thankful for this year! And i’m not talking just about the food!” 

They all laughed, comforted by Phil’s familiar light heartedness. “I’m just saying. We survived a weird time in human history and are still friends. I’m real lucky to have you guys here and wouldn’t change it for the world.”

“Now that sounded like a cheers. How about we raise a glass?” Monty suggested.

“I like the sound of that.” Chan nodded as he held Monty’s thick hand under the table, causing both men to blush.

“To the people in our lives! And the one’s we’re lucky enough to call friends!” Phil cheered.

“Cheers!” “Salud!” “Here here!”

The group of friends continued to eat happy for the things they could be thankful for and were hoping for even more moments like this to share.

[itslettinggo]

you know what? i really don’t want to do the essay i have to do for class so i’m just going to dissect the “arcade is a twink” argument.

behold, the wikipedia article regarding what constitutes a “twink”:

1. gay man

okay, this one fits. arcade is canonically a gay man (can be seduced by a confirmed bachelor courier, describes prospective and ex lovers exclusively as male). however, being a gay man does not necessarily a twink make. moving on.

2. late teens to early twenties

nope! arcade, unlike many other companions, actually states his general age in his dialogue dialogue:

this puts him at around 37-39. the fallout wiki does say arcade is 35, but given that it’s stupid i’ve elected to ignore it for two reasons: 1) 35 is mid-thirties. not late 2) arcade tries to obfuscate his age by saying he’s thirty-ish. if he was thirty-five, no way would he be saying “late thirties” knowing people would assume he was older.

arcade is a grown ass man. he probably has under eye wrinkles and back problems, and i love him so much for it.

3. a slim to average physique

fine. arcade is described as skinny in the game, so i’ll give this one to the arcade twink truthers. the most notable example of this is if you decide to give him to the white gloves as a meat replacement:

that being said, just personally, i cannot see it. look at that man. he has some meat on him. i just can’t see it, i’m sorry. this has no actual weight for my argument, i’m just saying shit at this point. let's move on to the next thing.

4. a youthful appearance that belies an older age.

no. take a closer look at this man, and tell me where you see a "youthful appearance"

come on. i know new vegas characters don't have wrinkles or facial lines unless they're, like, 80, but still. he perpetually looks like a disappointed father. not to mention, he looks quite a bit older than cass (in my personal opinion), who is canonically 37.

5. little to no body hair

can't prove this one either way, as nobody has body hair given engine limitations.

6. flamboyancy

so there are two definitions of flamboyant: the traditional sense of the adjective, and flamboyant in the sense of "flamboyantly gay".

arcade is not particularly flamboyant in his sexuality. many people missed that he's gay (and threw little homophobic pissy fits) given the fact that he only references it a few times. compare this to, say, anthony ling in fallout 3, who i'd say is a more stereotypical example of a flamboyant gay man.

now, let's look at flamboyant in the traditional sense. we're using wikipedia again for this:

... no. just no. if anyone describes arcade as "showy, bold or audacious", they've either been playing a bootleg version of new vegas that is so far removed from the original game that it's practically a spin-off, or have the reading comprehension of the average kindergartener.

7. general physical attractiveness

i know many people on here think arcade is attractive (and many think he isn't), and i'm not here to contest either. however, let's look at how his attractiveness is perceived in-universe. i think it's worth noting that arcade, by his own admission, isn't really doing good in the "getting guys" department (aka he is bitchless)

according to arcade, men aren't attracted to him because he's boring. (granted, he's a self-deprecating guy, but still). i don't think anyone comments on arcade's physical appearance in an objective way, so this is all i have.

(side note: this poor quality screenshot is from a 2 minute long video called gay gannon, which is a compilation of all the gay things arcade says. i find this very funny. here's a link to gay gannon)

conclusion:

arcade is not a twink. i do not accept constructive criticism as i have never been wrong.

i know charon fans are kinda insane but how many times do we have to have the 'arcade gannon isnt a twink' talk

[fandomfluffandfuck]

I’d love for actual play bunny Stevie, like CEO Bucky having a meeting at a Bunny palace or something dumb like that. And Steve is their server for them, just a dumb big blond happily hoping to their table with their drinks on a platter.

I think twunk/buff subby Stevie would fit the best.

original playboy bunny Steve drabble

To be real, I don't know shit about Playboy or Hugh Hefner because that was before my time of porn 💀 (I do appreciate having always had the internet for porn and other wonderful things thank you very much lmao) so when you say "Bunny Palace" with Steve as a server I'm just picturing a Maid Cafè but with servers in playboy bunny outfits, not maid outfits lol. A bunny cafè. So if that's not what you mean... oops?

Anyway, explanation for this blurb aside-

Yes.

Pretty, pretty playboy bunny Stevie sashaying about the cafè between the tables and the counter as he delivers drinks, and/or pastries, finger-food, snacks, etc. to all the seated customers. If you catch him in a particularly playful mood, well, then he might really be hoping. (If he's in a playful mood and it's afterhours... well, then, he might make that tail bounce by wiggling his ass and thighs 🤤 if you ask and tip nicely 😏)

And, goddamn, bunny Steve is definitely two things 1) a t w u n k and 2) very subby. He is shaped like no one else at the cafè (because, yeah, a hell of a lot of their bunnies are women but also because the other men are petite little things, full twinks not twunks). And his poor body suit strains around his chest because of his pecs (his tits more like, thanks to the underbust corset he wears pushing them up until they almost fall out of his bodysuit) but also because of his shoulders and back. He's all muscle, yet somehow... he's also got this tiny, tiny waist like the little, willowy twinks that are the other masc bunnies despite the fact that he's so much bigger. A big chest and tiny waist and, God, this round, pretty ass that looks just about like it belongs in a museum as he struts around the cafè, held up even higher and rounder because of those shiny black heels. Plus, his ass, of course, has that little white cotton tail right at the top of it. And all of that doesn't even mention those thick thighs, Jesus wept, wrapped up in sheer black tights that only make Bucky want to feel his bare skin that much more. Thick with muscle and also some extra padding.

There is nothing prettier than bunny Steve.

And Steve, of course, also has that pretty blonde hair that's assessorized with his bunny ears. They're cute ears that always match the color of his body suit, real long and floppy. Steve has those big blue eyes too, always sparkling and somehow always staring up at Bucky through his eyelashes even though when in heels, Steve is taller than Bucky. Steve's hands also speak to how not little his is, large hands that are relatively square and thick but made so much more delicate and pretty by those suit cuffs, the same with his neck, made even more lengthy and elegant looking with the collar...

God, he is breathtaking. Everytime Bucky walks into the cafė before work or after, maybe even during his lunch break if he can get away from "all that stuffy CEO work" (Steve's words)...

Anyhow-

Pretty much all of the time at the cafè Steve is in the classic black bunny suit but sometimes the cafè mixes things up... Valentine's Day means either red or pink body suits. Christmas means ice blue. Halloween is body suits that have spooky patterns or different costumes (always the "slutty" version of the costumes though because they know what their brand is haha). Although, the ice blue body suit is Bucky's favorite by far; the color makes Steve's eyes and freckles on his pale skin stand out, even if Steve shyly complains that blue makes him look like Cinderella.

A blue dress and clear white heels. Yellow hair with high cheeks and long lashes.

That makes Bucky laugh, joking that he'd love to take him to the ball then, promising to bring him back with both of his slippers... so Steve can't be too sore at him 💀

Besides, Steve is beginning to believe that Bucky really is his Prince Charming. His Prince Charming that takes his before and after work time as well as his lunch breaks to spend time with him, tipping him out to ensure that Steve makes ends meet and then some.

Now, normally the customers aren't allowed to touch the servers (especially if they haven't asked) but Steve's given Bucky explicit permission to do so multiple times

And he always looks forward to when Bucky does touch him.

Blushing and giggling whenever the other man is on his way out, laying down an extra large tip for his favorite server, in cash, on his usual table then standing to slide an arm around Steve's waist, squeezing his little middle, and kissing his cheek. Steve always leans into the kiss and bumps their hips together, barely able to contain his huge, happy smile. He isn't just fishing for tips when he tells Bucky that he is his favorite customer.

Bucky is quickly becoming more than his favorite customer too 👀

(Also later... when they do start dating... Bucky might fuck up Steve in the work bathroom - still visiting him during the day, even though they see each other after work too, Steve coming home to Buckys extravagant home - with a hand clapped over his mouth to silence his whore-ish moans. Bucky is torturing pleasuring him by pulling the strap of his body suit to the side to finger him, thrusting three thick, long fingers into his little, tight pussy until his clenching around him and practically squirting the lube Bucky's shoved into his body with his fingers out. Messy and dripping with it. A second away from orgasming, only stopped by Bucky's non-permission and his hand over his mouth. Steve's lungs are burning. Steve's cock is aching, throbbing. It hurts, it hurts, it hurts- he wants to cum so fucking bad. Blinking back tears, shaking so badly in his heels, barely holding himself back even. He can't help it. He wants to fucking cum. And Bucky will let him, once he gets his bunny's eyes to roll back into his skull a little more and start quaking just a little harder, begging with pathetic little sounds because words are too hard and he is entirely desperate.

But if Bucky does fuck Steve up in the work backroom-? No one will ever be able to confirm it. Bucky knows for sure. Because he's always careful to not leave any marks on his bunny, no matter how bad he wants to bite and lick and taste him. Claim him. And he's also very, very good about cleaning his bunny up plus rewarding him, letting him know that, hey, you get through this shift, this day, and you'll come home to get to do whatever you want to Daddy. You wanna get Daddy's dick in that pretty pussy? Okay, sure thing, bun. You wanna suck Daddy's dick, gag on it and choke? Okay, go for it. Anything you want bunny, name it and its done, so long as you make it through this...)

Uhh, yeah, anyway, you're welcome 👀

[xxlost-cityxx]

ABSOLUTELY NO MINORS

Ship/Characters: Top!Kirishima Eijirou, Bottom!Bakugou Katsuki

TW/CW: camming(Bakugou's a camboy), rough anal sex, anal fingering, choking, spanking, begging, crying, overstimulation, praising, degrading, enthusiastic consent

Summary: Bakugou's famous for being in the top 3 best doms for a camboy porn site, but as he tries to out rank an up and rising couple, his fans get to see the moment he realises he's a submissive bottom

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Katsuk has been a camboy for a little over 2 years now, starting right off the bat once he graduated high school. As he was 18 and living on his own and with a low paying job, he quickly realized he needed another source of income to live even slightly comfortably in today's world. Then came a random ad that just so happened to catch his eye, a porn site catching a lot of popularity, a few cam stars seeming to live a life of luxury from simply filming themselves for anyone to see. 

Katsuki had to try it out. 

He's had his fair share of horny old men groping him out in public, so why not get paid for them to watch him instead? 

That plan was one of his best ideas yet. He rose to fame so quickly he choked on water after posting his 4th video ever, seeing that his rough, aggressive attitude turned a lot of people on. A lot meant 14,000 at the time. A month into camming and he was making over 54,000 yen a week! And now, with nearly 500,000 perverts at his mercy, it was much more. He started live streaming last year, and it went amazing. Until a new couple joined the camming business. Suddenly 'loving boyfriend rails his curvy brown haired slut' was all anyone wanted to see. This broccoli headed bitch stole half the damn site from almost every other cammer out there! 

So there was only one thing Katsuki could do now. 

He had to fuck someone on one of his streams. 

He blew up the first time he fucked a flesh light, degrading the inanimate object like no tomorrow, easily being labeled one of the best doms out there. So the only way to get back on top was to dom a real person. 

But he wasn't going to fuck one of his weird ass fans, god no. He needed to find someone close to him who would keep their mouth shut. 

After brainstorming and browsing the most popular porn categories, he got an idea. The best way to narrow down his options for what type of person he'd need is by his audience. He quickly went to his profile insights, his eyes narrowing as over 60% were females. He quickly smirked, easily going back to the most popular categories and filtering out what he didn't want to do and what his audience wouldn't be into. And the one that came out ontop, was gay shit. Katsuki was going to dom a guy. And if it meant coming out on top over all the useless cammers, he'd fuck the shit out of a twink. 

"Sorry man, I would've considered it back when we first graduated, but Hitoshi and Kyo would rather stab you than let me take your dick up my ass." Denki said, casually sighing and taking a sip of his coffee. The elders around the coffee shop gasped, giving nasty side eyes which Katsuki couldn't care less about. "What!?" He nearly shouted, Sero and Mina covering their mouths to prevent any laughter from coming out to the point their faces were turning red. 

"Why not ask Sero-" "-Oh hell no! I'm not letting Katsudon fuck me on camera!" Sero shouted, ignoring Bakugou's glare from calling him Katsudon. 

"You really need to fuck a guy for this? Why not stick to your usual content? No.2 is better than much else, right?" "Hell no! I'm the best and I'm going to prove I'm the fuckin' best! Denki's the only twink I know, so help me find another!" Katsuki yelled, a few families being rushed out of the shop. 

After going through everyone that fit Bakugou's qualifications. They had nothing. Bakugou was ready to tear someone's head off at this point. After doing so much research, he didn't have the final piece. 

"Hey Mina, you're a chick. What do you suggest 'suki do?" Denki sighed, folding in on himself. "I mean, we do love our gay shit man." He said in an inhale. "But why not get fucked instead? We know way more doms than we do twinks." She said, tilting her head. "Oh- Hell no!" Bakugou shouted, Sero wincing. "I'm the best fuckin' dom on this shitting porno site and I'm going to prove it!" "Sounds like a bratty bottom to me." Sero mumbled. 

After more shouting and arguing. Kirishima finally arrived. "Sorry, my last client had a lot of knots in their back and thighs! Took a lot longer than I expected." He said with his happy smile, still wearing his scrubs and smelling like coconut oil. "Eiji~! Gimme a deep tissue massage!" Denki whined, rushing over and jumping face first into the bed. "He just gave massages all day dude, give him a break.." Sero mumbled, shaking his head. 

And it was like a light bulb. His brain flashing to massage porn intro's being in the top 100 categories. "Kirishim!" Bakugou shouted firmly, standing up straight. Kiri froze, slowly turning to look at him with fearful eyes. "Y-Yes…?" "Let me fuck you for my cam stream." And it went dead silent. 

And that's how they're here. Setting up the ring lights, almond oil on the shelves and a small white towel for Bakugou to cover his ass with. The plan was that Eijirou would get handsy during the massage and Katsuki would turn around and start domming him. Kirishima is bigger than Bakugou in the height and muscle department, but that was only going to make the plot better. Eijrou definitely wasn't telling him something. After hesitating to agree in the first place, and only after Bakugou promised a share of the money, Kirishima was just so...unnatural at this situation, his movements starting off as more dominating until he took it down to a submissive level.   

Katsuki started the live, giving his quickly joining fans a cocky smirk before standing up, walking back and laying down on the black table. 

The comments were filled with surprise and questions as to who the red haired hulk was beside the table, but they went unanswered. 

Kirishima grabbed the bottle of almond oil, pouring some into his hands and quickly starting on Katsuki's thighs, gently rubbing into the muscles with experienced ease. 

Bakugou's eyes widened at the feeling, his core already getting hot with desire. And as Kirishima's fingers went under the towel to his inner thighs, he fought a gasp. Comments filled with perverted comments telling the redhead to get more handsy and to give the blond a hand job with all the oil. 

But as Eijirou put a knee on the table and nearly climbed over Katsuki to perfectly get his back, Katsuki started panting at the feeling. It wasn't the massage that was getting him. It was the feeling of Eijirou's crotch rubbing against the thin towel, his cock slightly hard underneath his black scrubs. 

As it was about time for the script to move onto Katsuki domming Kirishima, Bakugou was stifling whimpers of shock and embarrassment. His cock aching for him to fuck Kirishima…..actually. His body was aching to be fucked by Kirishima. 

As Katsuki was turned around, His eyes were teary, his fans taking quick, shocked notice and flooding the comments with surprise, degrading, perverted insults about how he looked like a twink instead. 

Kirishima's eyes slightly widened at the sight, and as Bakugou swallowed his embarrassment and shock, he focused on his arousal and his own perverse desires. "F-Fuck me….instead.." He whispered, his eyes slightly squinting and blurring with tears. 

Before he knew it, Eijirou was leaning over top of him with a slick hand around his neck. Bakugou couldn't help but moan at the pressure, his stream struggling to keep up with the influx of viewers and comments about the top 3 best doms getting put in his place by a rando. 

Bakugou's mind wasn't on the donations anymore, not on the follower count or his ranking at this point. He was gasping for air as Kirishima roughly kissed and bit at his body, keeping an iron grip on Katsuki's neck. "Oh fuck yes- Was hoping to god I would be able to fuck your tight ass one day-!" Kirishima breathed against his skin, licking up his nipple to his jaw and nipping at him. 

He suddenly ripped himself off the blonde, walking over to the camera and grabbing it, making a winky face at the viewers as he moved the camera to get a better view of Bakugou teary eyed, flushed and a line of red, darkening hickies and bites. 

He got back on the table, roughly gripping Katsuki's thighs and harshly pushing them apart, an action that would probably make some other guy pull a muscle. He wrapped his arms around his spread thighs, pulling his hips up to meet his crotch, the pale skin against his dark black scrubs finally letting Bakugou and the viewers know what the newbie was packing, and it was a lot. 

"H-Holy fuck-" Bakugou whispered out as his towel was ripped off of him, oil being grabbed off the table and the cap popped open. Kirishima paused, looking up to Bakugou, a silent plea for last minute permission. Katsuki's red eyes met crimson, and he swiftly nodded his head, accidentally earning more donations from the show of submission. 

Eijirou lathered his fingers in oil, tracing the blond's pink hole carefully, giving the camera another adjustment so the viewers could see his perfect view as well; a red faced, teary eyed dom with his tight ass being slicked up so nicely. 

The oil made Katsuki's muscle relax easily, becoming soft under the thick tanned finger, and as he swiftly plunged in the singular finger, Katsuki gasped with shock, his eyes going wide at the foregin feeling. 

Kirishima slowly pumped his finger, adding slightly more oil every time his muscle got a bit too tight, slipping in more fingers every time his rim was soft. It felt like such a short amount of time between preparing to dom his best friend to being finger fucked by him. Eijirou's forearm had veins slightly protruding as he slammed his fingers into his friend at a pace that made vibrators look pathetic. Katsuki's pretty little back was arched so nicely, his muscles flexing and his toes curling, tears falling from his eyes as moan after moan was ripped from him. 

"P-Please! I can't! I can't take it anymore!" He finally sobbed, shaking his head at the man's brutal pace, purposely avoiding his prostate after hitting it every couple times. 

Kirishima smirked, slowly sliding his fingers out only to slide his thumbs inside, stretching the soft muscle as he pleased, showing off the blond's perfectly hot pink insides, his swollen rim slick and twitching. "So nice and pretty for me, hm? You wanna take my fat cock for the first time? Expose how much of a slut you are for cock? For my cock?" Kirishima said seductively, moving the camera again. 

Katsuki nodded his head rapidly, his eyes glued to the hard to see bulge under his black scrubs. "Use your words, baby." Eijirou said firmly, palming himself. "Y-Yes- I want it-! I w-want your fat cock-!" He said, face flushing with embarrassment again. "Good boy~" He cooed, finally grabbing the hem of his pants and pulling them down. 

It was almost like he struggled to pull the front down far enough, his cock just kept following, and once it finally got over his tip, his penis sprung up to lightly slap against his stomach before it weighed itself down. The camera got Bakugou's surprise and shock perfectly, the comments finally going quiet, almost as if everyone had to take in what they were seeing as well. 

Kirishima grabbed the base of his cock, lifting it and letting it slap against Bakugou's hole, earning a slightly muffled whimper from the blond. He gently moved his hips, letting his cock slide smoothly against his hole, his tip teasing the smaller's balls. The comments were filled with encouragement and orders to get on with it. 

Kirishima chuckled darkly, letting his tip catch on the rim, slowly pushing in. Bakugou's eyebrows furrowed before his mouth dropped and eyes widened with the pressure. He let out a guttural moan, his legs starting to shake. 

As Eijirou bottomed out with a groan, Katsuki was shaking and whimpering, his own well endowed cock red and dripping precome. 

The redhead pulled out before slamming back in, the blond shooting up with shock only to be met with a hand on his neck again, pinning him down as the Kirishima harshly forced his way between Bakugou's legs even more, only giving the blond a couple seconds to adjust before he started snapping his hips into the smaller man's ass. Bakugou took in one breath of air before lewd moans poured from him, his voice cracking every time his skin was slapped with another brutal thrust. 

"Agh- P-Please-!" Katsuki nearly screamed out, Eijirou grabbing the back of his knees and pressing them back to meet his shoulders, effectively putting him in a mating press. "Please what, baby? Tell me what you fucking want!" Eijirou growled out, groaning as Katsuki's tight, slicked up boy cunt tried to milk him, pulsing and sucking him in with every movement. "I-I want it harder! Please- Please fuck me harder! Give me more!" Bakugou nearly sobbed, looking at where their bodies were connected with teary wide eyes. "Such a fuckin' slut-! Making all these people think you were a fucking dom, only to start begging for the first fat cock you see! Want it harder? Wanna feel my fat dick in you for days?" He growled, eagerly moving to grab Katsuki's ankles and awkwardly spreading them over Katsuki's head before turning him, ripping his cock out of his pillowy ass and nearly picking the blond up by his ass, grabbing the nape of his neck and forcing him on his knees with his head down. 

He slammed back in, the blond nearly screaming once again as he set another brutal pace. "Y-Yes! Please, god yes! Fuck me more! Don't stop!" Katsuki sobbed, drool and tears staining his lewd face. "Wouldn't fucking dream of it! You love having your little boy cunt fucked, huh? Love how I fucking ruin you on this dick?" Kirishima growled, slapping a hand down on his fat ass, groaning loudly at the sight of all the excess muscle and fat jiggle even more. 

Katsuki's ass slapped against Eijirou's abs every time he slammed into the boy, his back muscles looking so pretty at this angle. 

"Oh shit- I'm gonna cum! Please make me cum! Don't fucking stop~!" Bakugou moaned, arching his back and lifting his ass up higher so Eijirou could hit his prostate at the best angle. "Haven't even touched your cock and you're gonna cum? Fucking do it! Cum on this cock, make it yours and I'll fuck you every day!" Kirishima promised, sharpening his thrusts to where all Bakugou could do is claw at the padded table and scream, staring into the camera as his orgasm was building higher and higher. 

"I- Fuck! I'm fucking cummin'!" Bakugou screamed, his body shaking under Kirishima as his thrusts went unbroken, hurtling Katsuki into overstimulation. He started screaming for relief, but as Kirishima planted his hands into the curvature of Bakugou's spine, he started thrusting purely for his own relief. Groaning and growling above a sobbing Katsuki. "S-Stop! I can't! Slow down~ Please!" Katsuki begged, his cock trying to harden again. His body was on fire, every nerve fried with pleasure he'd never experienced, and Katsuki knew he was addicted. 

"Almost fuckin' there! Gonna cum in your ass- Claim you, make you mine!" Eijirou groaned out, his balls drawing up tight as his own climax ripped through him, filling up the man's stomach with his cum. 

He slowly pulled out, Katsuki in the same position even after Eijirou let go of him. He grabbed the camera, pointing it at Bakugou's gaping and cum filled hole, watching how he pulsed against nothing, forcing the cum to leak out of him despite his angle. 

Not only did Katsuki make absolute bank while taking monster cock like a slut, he took the No.1 spot by over a thousand followers and ratings. 

[aikoiya]

WHAT DO YOU FIND AESTHETICALLY PLEASING? DO YOU HAVE AN IDEAL TYPE?

IN GENERAL

Physically fit.

Clearly defined sex. I don't wanna look at someone & be confused about their sex.

REALISTIC PROPORTIONALITY!! I hate it when nsfw artists make characters’ “parts” so… exaggerated!! Ugh! It's stupid & ugly!

I just generally prefer more natural hair colors.

Though, silver or white or gray are good too.

However, bright unnatural colors like pink or green or purple are acceptable when it's just a small portion of the character's hair. Like framing the face or the ends are dipped. That can be cool-looking.

I love bright, expressive eyes.

Extra credit if their pupils.

I do like animal features if it’s done right. Things like slitted pupils, pronounced canines, claws. Stuff like that.

Tattoos & piercings are cool too, but NOT TOO MUCH!!! I mean… unless it’s a Maoi from Moana sort of situation. But, for the most part, keep it low-key.

Like, I prefer no face tattoos.

And those nose rings like they give to bulls just… don't do it for me.

War paint is also cool depending on the situation.

Style is key in everything! Just in-general!

Hats are cool! I love hats!

MEN

Height

Just taller than me. So, 5”4’+.

Especially 6+.

But I still like myself a short king, I just prefer them taller is all.

Physique

Clearly masculine!

I like them anywhere between twunk & chad. So, anything between TP Link & HW Ganondorf.

Chad preferred, but twunk is also nice.

Not a fan of twinks or traps or femboys. Immediate turn off.

Fit & muscular.

Plump, but tight ass.

Hair

So long as his hair-cut ain’t atrocious.

But if we’re talking preferences, then I do like long hair.

Doesn’t need to be heavily stylized. Just needs to look good.

Not too terribly much body hair. Not looking like a stinkin’ gorilla. Unless it’s, like, freaking SSJ4 or a werewolf or something, because those have a legitimate reason.

Facial Hair

Love facial hair.

Even full beards look good to me.

But even if a dude doesn’t have a beard, I also like mutton chops.

My only requirement is it being well-groomed & clean-looking.

Also enjoy a somewhat hairy chest & a treasure trail.

Fashion

For the most part, no make-up.

Especially no lipstick or mascara!

As for eyeliner & eyeshadow… it depends on the situation. Like, if the character is Ancient Egyptian, then a bit of eyeliner & shadow is okay because that was something that was fairly normal.

Masculine clothing.

I'd actually like to see more experimentation with mens’ fashion. And I mean in a way that still manages to portray masculinity.

WOMEN

Physique

Hourglass or pear-shaped figures.

Not necessarily thin. I actually really liked Hinata's figure from Naruto Shippuden.

Subtly muscled, but still feminine.

But this is mostly in a “I wish that were me” sort of way.

C to D cup breasts are nice in an aesthetically pleasing, physically flattering sort of way. But nothing larger. I hate it when artists basically glue watermelons to women’s chests. (I actually have fairly decent-sized breasts myself & I really like them. They make me feel pretty.)

Hair

Pixie cuts are cute.

And I like long hair too.

Generally not a fan of guy-cuts on girls.

Fashion

Little make-up. Just eyeshadow, lipstick, & mascara with maybe some eyeliner on occasion. Unless it’s a special occasion, at which point, get extravagant! Just try to keep it stylish, is all.

Slightly full lips can be nice, but if their lips are too full, I don't like it at all. Looks too much like a whore.

I just generally prefer more natural beauty. Artificiality is… well, it just doesn’t look good to me.

Generally speaking, clothes shouldn’t be too revealing. I like clothes that are modest while still managing to be flattering & stylish.

Like, if you’re gonna put a woman in a slutty getup, then remember to also put a guy in a slutty getup too. At least be equal with your fetishizing fanservice. Straight girls & gay dudes gotta eat too, ya know!

Hats! Especially the old styles of hats that were so cute & pretty & had flowers or bows or feathers! Why did we stop wearing those, ladies??? Top hats, cloches, fedoras, sunhats, pillboxes! What happened to those??

Also, not being afraid to wear festive or goofy attire. Holidays are an occasion, ya’ll! Don’t be afraid to get a bit obnoxious! Don’t be so dang boring! Being festive is good for the soul & it makes me feel good!

When wearing armor, make it practical!! There’s very little excuse for having your tits hanging out because that just means that there’s a spot undefended! The battlefield isn't the place to be showing off your figure, dumbass!! Cover ‘em up!!

Fandom Meme II

WHAT DO YOU FIND AESTHETICALLY PLEASING? DO YOU HAVE AN IDEAL TYPE?

Apparently, yes. I only describe the preferred, ideal physical traits / aesthetic, though. If I explained the personality aspects as well, this would get quite a bit too long.

IN GENERAL

slender

harmonious & delicately chiselled facial features - such as prominent cheekbones, and a nice jawline angle

big, beautiful and expressive eyes, with a slightly cat-like shape

straight, well cared for teeth - especially without a frontal tooth gap (big turn off)

not too much body hair

MEN

Height

min. 1,85m - it’s nice when they are very tall

Physique

well-proportioned (i.e. long legs, broad shoulders, slim midsection)

athletic built (not too bulky, but clearly visible muscles are always good)

Hair

long !!! (there are just few exceptions)

dark, or silver / platinum blonde … not ginger, though

straight, or wavy

As for facial hair …

A bit of a complicated matter, I’m afraid, as I am fairly ambivalent about it now, as opposed to the “definitely not” from before.

It is still more of an exception, though.

A full beard is definitely out of the question - absolutely not my cuppa.

But I have found that a small chin beard / goatee can be fine, given it doesn’t cover much of the face.

Same goes for a moustache - at least when it comes to a Victorian / Edwardian style handlebar moustache, to be precise, which is a very neat and sophisticated look, if done right.

What I find really important, though, is that if the man has such a beard, it definitely has to be very well-groomed - but that goes for hair in general!

Examples:

WOMEN

hourglass figure (flat belly, minuscule waist, wide hips, round bottocks)

full lips

Hair

medium to long

dark, red (with the ladies I like it a lot), and, in some cases, blonde

Examples:

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This is a continuation of the meme I posted before, so tags are pretty much the same:

@mikeilo & @aikoiya

[faerociousbeast]

since i no longer consider myself a genshinner i will share some of my thoughts! epic! do not try at 3am. leaks and its long and stuff warning

- i dont like in game yelan ayato or childe sorry. rich 5* hydro users just arent it for me i guess especially if theyre bows.

- yelans design however objectively speaking i can see why so many like her 👍 go girls

- heizou also i am not a fan of 😕 Unfortunate! hes made me lose my detective liking streak

- i am bad with bows i am so bad with bows.

- idk how i feel about tighnari anymore. a lot of my negative opinions are fandom based tbh and its not the characters' fault for that but w him, the instant switch up was so insanely obvious im kinda iffy about he himself 💀💀 dont c/ynonari me

- also his voicceee 😭😭 never any hate to the vas but its so bad. i dont like it. i have him and made myself do a challenge where i got however many waypoints in sumeru in my ar 55 world using only him at level 11 so i can make this judgement.

- c/ynonari is genuinely.... fhwhhrgegrggrgr LIKE ITS NOT BAD i guess, no comment as far as me being cyno goes, but it just got so popular so quick it jumpscared me

- al-hai/tham. another im more so irritated by what you represent otherwise i probably would like him better. boy why are you white

- kav/eh too man like half of these designs would Literally Look Better With Slightly More Saturated Skin what is going ON!!!!!!!

- i personally dont care for kusa/nali for yk colourism reasons too but there very much is a. well the men are hot. lets get mad at the women tho

- ni/lou is the okest so far for cultural representation but her i just dont care for

- uhhhh. hm. what THE HECK is faru/zans design..... bro... its so bad im sorry? PROFESSOR?? huh? what? 3* design behaviour

- same w nah/ida 😭😭 dont argue against me i get it shes a kid cool nice her pale design is literally not interesting to me its. whatever. thats a 5*? lmao ok

- god...... actually this isnt even a my opinions list its jyst a things-that-were-ruined-for-me bc racism bht everyone else ignored it which ruined it for me more. anyways the harbingers.

- they knew what they were doing with the release time on that and everyone ate it up and it makes me sad bc i was genuinely very invested in the harbingers! but then theyre all shown all at once at a time like that huh. gross.

- idm scaras new design its cool its jhst we got TOO MANY BLUE GREEN PEOPLE 😭😭 change it up!!! his old colour palette or whatever was unique that what was nice ab it. yeah but his new colour scheme is getting a bit old sorry.

- the stepping on is funny for his burst everyone getting mad at it but not raidens is irritating tho

- layla is like..... people ARE being dramatic but i get what they mean on the voice. change it up a little we dont need more high pitched stressed girls my god!!! oh wait this is an anime waifu game

- i love itto 👍 NOBODY TOLD ME ABOUT HIS PERSONALITY. he was another ruined by the fandom bc LITWRALLY ALL I KNEW ABIYT HIM, BEFORE I DID HIS QUEST, was he had abs. thag was it. that was all anyone evr told me. he had slightly more abs than all the other skinny twinks. j dont care aboyt abs so i didnt care about him its that sjmple!!!!! why didnt anyone tell me how great he is!!!!!!!! wtf!!!!!!!!!!!! injustice

- AYA/THOMA IS SO OVERRATED oh my god stop talking

- itto/rou seems to have died down? or idk im interacting with the right people

[cqlfeels]

The idea that nie huaisang is feminine is any way is just so fucking infuriating and so obviously a very Fucked Up projection of (coughchristiancough) western ideals of femininity 🙄 Also the bioessentialism of it all... just say you think he's more Girly (tm) because he's not as tall and large and his brother..... just say you also portray nie mingjue as a one dimensional mindless brute because of these physical traits.... 🙄 These people are so full of shit, and its the same brand of people who look at jin guangyao and just blatantly feminize him because he's "small"????? Also while I'm there, please stop headcanoning *only* the "small and dainty" men as trans, idk what you think you're doing but its just transphobic (trans headcanons are great but sometimes you see cis people who literally are just doing a fetishized gender essentialism and its disgusting)

I don't like to accuse people of anything because a lot of the time they're just not thinking through the implications. But speaking of trends - again, no one in particular, just the overall tendencies I've seen over time - it's very worrying how this fandom treats gender.

Just to begin with, NHS and JGY are average height at best - it's everybody else that's ridiculously tall, and I think it's in part to set cultivators apart as being more imposing than your average guy. Compare the height of female characters to the "small" guys and you'll see no one could reasonably think they're small enough to be girly. (Also um. Height = gender is just objectively a funny idea. Stilettos are now a fundamental part of male fashion because they make you taller!)

Second, there's a marked trend to apply a very specific Western ideal of manhood to characters. Things like delicate fabrics, jewelry, fans, artistic inclinations - none of these are inherently feminine in the context of the vaguely defined Ye Olde China of CQL. These are all things that are appropriate for a gentleman.

That is to say... There isn't a scale that goes from NMJ at the manliest and NHS at the girliest. They are just embodying different, equally acceptable ideals of manhood: the soldier and the gentleman. NHS is an unusual Nie in the same way LJY is an unusual Lan: they don't adhere to the ideals and obligations demanded by their sects. It's got nothing to do with gender. Note that soft-spoken, art-loving, impeccably dressed LXC is considered an outstandingly impressive man.

Of course I wanna make space for people to explore gender within the safety of fiction! I think it's very understandable to project the experiences either you or people you know have! Seeing NHS who clearly doesn't fit in, and relating that to a different way people might not fit in - gender roles - is, I think, a very instinctive reaction.

However, I think we as a fandom - especially Western and white fans - need to take into account that East Asian men are often infantilized or feminized for, you know, not being the size of a tree and built like a brick wall. So to take a story made for a Chinese audience, point to half the cast and go "Twink!" and even single out some as either "Literally A Child Uwu" or "Clearly A Woman" can feel tone-deaf at best, racist at worse. So I do hope the very human trend of pointing at a character and going "I know/am someone like that!!!" is tempered by the knowledge this might be hurtful if not handled with care.

I don't think saying a headcanon is bad and has to die is fair, but I (maybe naively) think if people are made aware of cultural differences they may be misinterpreting, it's possible they'll be able to look past superficial things to headcanon even more characters as trans or gnc, you know? I don't like to think of this as "banning" femme NHS, but as saying "uh, actually nothing is stopping you from headcanoning other characters as femme! NHS isn't the only valid option! Because canonically, NHS is as femme as, idk, Wen Chao!"

(But also. Let characters who are not NMJ be unapologetically manly. I know it doesn't sound revolutionary for white people, but your experiences aren't universal!)