#ty for the excuse to rant i love to talk about him :)

[mars-ipan]

mars mars oh how i love u so.

popato and i came to this grand undeniable revelation (hc) that hajimes awakening that he was VERY MUCH A BOYKISSER (positive) was nagito leaning over him in the prologue of sdr2, and throughout the whole game he’s actually in bisexual denial, continues to be in bisexual denial and as soon as nagito comes out of the nwp coma hes mentally like “FUUUUCCCCKKKKKK.” and we talked and explained it to eachother way better in dms but i need your formal opinion NOW mars bcs i love ur hcs and think ab them always pls and ty <3

oh kelper oh kelper this is an incredible idea

you know the drill. big ass spoilery rant under the cut

considering hajime’s incredible levels of emotional obliviousness/repression i feel like his family never really talked about feelings much growing up. so he probably never really got much of an education on sex ed beyond like basic birds and bees stuff. he probably knows gay people exist and MAYBE knows about bisexuality, but he likes girls. he’s Normal. right

and then he passes out on the beach and there’s… a voice?? he opens his eyes. wavy-curly shoulder length hair…. long eyelashes that catch the light… pretty face… soft voice— and then he blinks the sun from his eyes and oh shit that’s a guy. that’s a Dude! not a pretty girl. um. okay. it’s fine. some guys look a little bit like girls and he was dazed so he got confused. it’s fine! it’s fine. ignore that he still feels kinda fuzzy around this guy.

speaking of which this guy is really nice actually :) he’s sweet. and yeah he teases hajime a bit but like he’s helpful, and he keeps hajime calm. yay!! hajime must just really want to be friends with him. yeah. he wants to get to know him a little better

and then komaeda turns out to be Fucked Up but hajime still… wants to get to know him better. he has an excuse to feel nervous around him now at least, but… the nervousness has this weird, buzzy undercurrent to it. he finds himself worrying about komaeda, left alone in the old building. he doesn’t like that he worries. when he goes to bring him food he’s so nervous, and seeing komaeda there, tied up on the ground, smiling up at him and joking and and asking him to hand-feed him— he has to get out of there, his heart feels like it’s gonna pound out of his chest. so he sets the food down and runs. he thinks about it that night (canon in the manga). that buzzy feeling comes back. he chalks it up to anxiety.

this continues throughout the game. when nagito’s sick hajime worries and worries and worries (and questions why he worries), and when he goes to see him after he’s recovered from his emergency state and nagito says that he can’t stand being around hajime, that hajime’s face is jeopardizing his recovery, two things combine in hajime’s brain. 1- his stupid idiot dumbass obliviousness. 2- his denial of his own feelings for nagito (thank you to one of my confessions blog anons (i wanna say it was hca but i do not remember) for presenting me with this idea). hajime falls for the liar disease because he Cannot Handle The Truth. he runs away and he has no time to process All That bc he immediately witnesses a murder afterwards

chapter 4. hajime continues to fear nagito and continues to crave his companionship. assuming he does his FTEs this is most likely the chapter in which the final FTE occurs. nagito shares his diagnosis, hajime is bewildered. he doesn’t know how to respond. nagito must trust him deeply to share that, but… he could die at any time? even if they survive the killing game? knowing his time with nagito is suddenly so fickle horrifies him. and then nagito says all he’s wanted is somebody’s love. hajime’s breath hitches— surely he doesn’t mean- he’s not- hajime likes girls, this doesn’t pertain to him, he—

nagito takes it all back. says he made it all up. hajime is hurt. how dare he pretend to trust hajime like that— even if he was originally telling the truth (hajime knows nagito’s a bad liar, and he knows which of his statements sounds more like a lie), the fact that he’d take it back shows him all he needs to know. nagito asks if hajime will kill him now. hajime asks his final question and turns to leave.

hajime hears the word “aishiteru,” even if nagito seems to change the subject of his sentence to hajime’s hope instead of him. or, in english, he hears the phrase “i am truly in love with the hope sleeping inside of you.” he hears nagito tell him not to forget this. he can’t do this. hajime walks away.

then, later, maybe even the next day, hajime is surprised to see nagito appear before him. but nagito just seems… bitter. nagito confirms all of hajime’s worst fears, then rubs as much salt in the wound as he can. it hurts, and of course it would, but hearing the words from nagito’s mouth, from the person who’s been praising him from the start, from the boy who woke him up on the beach… it fucking stings. so much so that not even chiaki’s kind words can cheer him up. before the class trial, nagito tells hajime “i know you don’t matter, so why do i still care about you?” hearing that makes it hurt worse, for some reason.

and then nagito dies. after one big grand show, he dies, and his death is gruesome and violent and filled with anger. whoever did this to him must have hated him. hajime can’t bear to stomach the thought that one of his friends would mutilate him like this. it breaks his heart when he realizes that anger came from nagito himself. he doesn’t know how to process nagito’s death, he’s too conflicted. thankfully, he isn’t given much time to.

when the survivors wake up from the neo world program, the first thing hajime does after getting his bearings is walk up to nagito’s pod and check on him. his vitals are normal, somehow, but he’s in a deep coma. hajime sits there for a while, slumped, processing what all he’s been through and what all he’s going to have to do. the other survivors are doing the same with their closest ones. souda walks up behind hajime and puts a hand on his shoulder, reaching out to comfort his best friend. hajime gives him a weak smile before looking back down into nagito’s pod. he sees the hand, turns back to souda, and tells him he has an idea for a project once they get the main island facilities up and running.

i’ve mentioned this before, but i think nagito was the last person to wake up by a long shot. like… it took him 6 months to a year post-nwp to wake up. he was in a DEEP fucking coma. in this time, hajime and souda work on their project— building nagito’s prosthetic arm. it won’t be perfect until they’re able to test it on him, but hajime wants to have it as close to done as possible— when nagito wakes up, he can surprise him with it. towards the beginning, souda jokes that he’s acting like a housewife waiting for her husband to return from war— hajime yells at him, but the joke sticks in his mind for some reason. hajime, with a brain now much older and smarter (and co-inhabited by a walking encyclopedia that likes to give him unsolicited advice), does some introspecting and some talking with friends and eventually realizes that Oh Yeah He Totally Is Bisexual And Has Feelings For Nagito Huh. Oh Fuck.

but it’s Fine. he can be Normal about this. nagito will never have to know because hajime is Normal and Respectful and he can be normal around the guy who looks a bit like a pretty girl. for now he’ll just focus on waking him up. return the favor, as it were.

eventually nagito wakes up, and hajime is Decidedly Not Normal but he’s trying his best. he’s trying SO hard in fact that he fails to notice that nagito, once he has recovered physically enough to properly communicate and mentally enough to want to communicate, is also being Decidedly Not Normal. they go on with their bullshit for a little while etc etc.

[the-amazing-wonderss]

hihi!! i hope both of ur guys day is going good! This is my first time requesting so im a little nervous i read ur rules over like ten times (⁠;⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠) can u pls do Kou, Nene, and Hanako reading their s/o a bedtime story >w< ty in advance :3

A/N: Omg hihi its been awhile since we last posted but we're here and alive still~!! Oh and also If it makes you feel any better, this is actually our first ask 😭??? So we're really excited and decided to have both of us write for it, aren't you a lucky anon?! Anyways I hope you like it! ⎯ Mod ☠️ Omg...a request...Hello! ^^ We added Mitsuba to the list, I felt like a silly fella while writing for him. His brain makes me insane. ANYWAY, I actually didn't write angst. I can't remember the last time I did that. Enjoy~ ⎯ Mod👻 (if tumblr eats this again, I will cry)

Content: Fluff, slight angst if you squint in Hanako and Mitsuba's part, no gender mention for reader aside from the word 'prince' and 'princess' being used. Summary: Reading their s/o a bedtime story

Characters: Nene, Hanako, Mitsuba, Kou

A story about a girl who gets saved by her prince, not in an ideal way like she wanted it to be, but nonetheless, still fell for them anyways. ⎯ Once upon a time I had my eyes set out for a fairytale of my own, wanting to feel like a hopeless romantic with the person of my dreams. But to think that the person I've been dreaming of was actually beside me this whole time... Perhaps instead of me, it was them that was hopeless in the end.

It was during when you stayed over at her house and weren't able to sleep, that she suggested she'd tell you some of the latest stories she's been reading about. Some that you've already heard of (either from her already mentioning it before or seeing it in the media) while others not so much.

When NENE talks about her stories she's very enthusiastic about it. Happy to even have someone listening to her rant on and on about something she's been dying to talk about for awhile, but it's even more special when it's her S/O ⎯ especially if they were the ones to ask her first before she even got the chance to herself.

Her stories lean more towards romance for obvious reasons. Loving the tropes to the story is one thing, but another would be because of how she likes to imagine herself in those sort of scenarios. Embarrassed to even admit it out loud, though it's already clear why she likes them so much.

And although at first she was telling the stories to you to get you to fall asleep, it sometimes ends with you staying up a little later due to her getting a tad bit carried away.

Oh but if you do end up falling asleep right before her? You won't ever see or hear about it, unless you were pretending to be asleep, but Nene is definitely the type to give you a shy goodnights kiss. Feeling brave only because you were asleep, but if not, she'd totally cover her face as she fumes at how embarrassing it is to get caught in her sly act.

A story about a commoner boy who had a princess that loved him dearly, despite his backstory and everything he deemed as 'unworthy' of their love, nothing ⎯ not even his words, could sway their view of him. ⎯ Time and time again you run and hide from me. Behind that wall of doubt and insecurities there's something that you clearly don't see in yourself that I adore so much. When will you finally come to terms and see things my way? Love yourself as much as I love you.

It's weird how you decided to nap in the bathroom. Especially his bathroom where he's poking you constantly until you tell him off.

When HANAKO is reading you a story, he has you sleeping and leaning against his shoulder. His hand occasionally shifting your head back in place when he notices you nodding off or about to fall, or maybe even just doing it to use it as an excuse to pat your head ⎯ who knows? Clearly not you.

But the types of stories Hanako tends to read to you depends entirely on his mood. Whenever he's feeling like a jokester, he'd tell you horror stories just to see your scared reaction as you cling onto him ⎯ or when he's feeling a little solemn, he'd tell the sort of fairytale that ends with bad endings to them.

Differing between those two genres the most. But on the more rarer occasions, does he switch it up to something else.

Something odd, something you wouldn't even expect from him. Something ... that perhaps convey how he really feels but is too afraid to admit it out loud? It honestly depends up to you to actually catch onto it. If not? Then you probably won't ever hear that story again from him.

A story where a ghost finds a human and wishes to stand by their side ⎯ A story where death will not part them, for they belong together. ⎯ I keep thinking that I could be good enough for you - that you could love me as more than 'friends', maybe I am a bit selfish for thinking this. Not that I could ever say it to your face.

Someone decided to be nice today and bless you with a sleepover!! At your own house of course.

MITSUBA didn't plan on reading to you but you told him a few stories of your own. He wasn't sure why he did it. Perhaps it was the smile on your face every time you started reading to him, so he returned the favor.

He wasn't sure what to read until he came up with his own idea. A short story about a ghost, since he knew that firsthand. A story with a ghost about falling in love with a human, a story he...

As he told the story, he could see your smile slowly disappear, almost as if you realized he was the ghost in the story.

"The ghost never told them how he felt."

And that was the last thing he said before being engulfed in your arms. He knew this feeling - he's felt it before. That warm feeling.

The feeling of love.

The feeling of an old memory.

A story where the knight doesn't get the girl ⎯ oh...I guess this is a different ending. A story where the knight gets the prince, and they live a happy life. ⎯ I didn't change the ending! This is how it was meant to be! I...I suppose if you prefer for the knight to not fall for the prince then...Huh? You liked it?!

KOU brought a book of short stories over to your house. He was super excited to be able to stay the night.

Unfortunately for him, you had the same book and it just so happened to be your favorite!

Kou told the story as it was written for a bit.

Until he got to the end.

The story was meant to end with the prince marrying a princess but Kou couldn't bring himself to say it. Perhaps it was because he was never the prince. He was always second.

But it seemed that you didn't mind. It does get a bit boring reading the same story over and over again, and you did like listening to Kou talk.

"I'm...really happy you liked it." He says, almost struggling to get the words out as you blush and smile.

Maybe this really was his story, and that's why he rewrote the ending. Well, you can't say it's impossible for that ending to happen.

[ocymoron]

Zuko who’s feeling unsatisfied and unfulfilled when he’s finally back in the fire nation, back in the palace. And like, he’s trying to figure it out and eventually comes to the conclusion that he misses uncle, misses family. So he does as canon zuko does and visits but oops, Iroh doesn’t want to talk, and he makes that very clear every time zuko visits until he just stops visiting.

Zuko, who still wants for a family, spends days reminiscing and brooding and gets desperate enough to try and rekindle the old relationship he had with Azula. Before she started bending and Ozai got his grumby little hands on her.

Azula is.. entertained by his attempts to bond. And that’s it, his pathetic desperation is only amusing to her, it definitely doesn’t fill her chest with the uncomfortable warmth that she only remembers feeling when she was young and weak. She is so deep in denial it’s insane, cause she keeps using that excuse as they do, slowly, get closer and closer to how they were, and keeps justifying her indulgence with the same old excuse.

Of course, Azula is not one to trust so easily. Years of unofficially being the Crown Princess and being educated on the ruthlessness of the political landscape that makes up the nobles has perhaps made her the littlest bit paranoid. And a part of her can’t help but see Mother in Zuko, can’t help the instinctive bitterness that swells up in her throat each time they exist in the same space.

So she sets up a test. Zuko seems so very devoted to being a better brother, has the same look of something she doesn’t want to emotionally touch that Mother had when she looked at Zuko. Traitorously, she wonders if his devotion to her extends to the same extent Mothers did.

Now, obviously, she can’t tell a ridiculous lie like ‘Father’s found out I lied and he’s angry enough to kill me and I’m just sooo scared zuzu~.’ Because they both know she’s still the favorite and, even if his mind seems to get more delusional by the day, Ozai would never kill his prodigy daughter over a little lie.

But she can fabricate one that seems like something he’d do had she actually been found out.

She times it perfectly. Zuko enters her room, mouth open and no doubt about to go on another rant about some stupid play, but stops dead on the sight of her.

There is no greater liar than Azula, so as she carefully checks the burns marks in the mirror she put on her own arms, high enough to hide, she makes sure to tense and freeze up slightly as she makes eye contact with Zuko before, very obviously, forcing herself to relax.

She stays silent as she puts on salves and creams to help it heal and prevent scarring, pointedly not making eye contact with him again and keeping her back to him. Projecting shame and vulnerability that she’s never let him see before.

Zuko unfreezes right as she finishes and storms up to her, hastily grabs her arm with a gentleness that contradicts his urgency, and asks, no, demands to know who did this. His expression is so.. sincere and genuine, so open. It makes her sick. But she’s never given up on a plan just because of her own pitiful emotions, modify them maybe, but never abandon.

She keeps her eyes low and to the side, glues them to her burn, and purposefully crafts her face to something resigned and resentful, inflects her voice with just enough bitterness as she snaps at him, defensive. “Who do you think, dumb-dumb?”

He pulls her into an unwelcome and skin burning and itching and crawling ants under her skin— a hug, he pulls he into a ridiculous hug before she can sneak a glance at his expression but the tense, resigned set to his shoulders gives her enough of an answer.

He loves her enough to care and comfort but his loyalties still lay with Father. She understands better now, on how close she can allow him, puts him just a bit higher than Ty Lee and Mai. It might be foolish but a small part of her was hoping for more, was hoping for the same love Mother had for him, the one she tries so hard for from Father.

She lets the hug drag on few a more seconds and then shoves him off, orders him out and away. Turns her back to him, again, and tugs her sleeves down, dismissive and guarded. She’s only made eye contact once and is staunchly ignoring him now so she doesn’t catch the hard, protective glint in his eye, doesn’t see the way his expression is blank of everything but determination.

She goes to bed and tries to ignore the traitorous thoughts that keep her up, make her question her loyalty and wonder if anything about her is true and real, that whisper in her ears and sound suspiciously like Mother as they condemn her to her fate as a puppet for her Father.

She wakes and gets ready with her attendants like normal and acts perfectly fine because she is her Father’s daughter and she is nothing less than perfect. The attendants shift and glance at her and each other with uneasy eyes, as though daring someone else be the first to speak.

Her oldest attendant informs her of the news. Firelord Ozai is dead, throat slit in his sleep with his arms charred, hands practically gone. His vocal cord was cut, they say, that’s why no one heard him scream. They sound muddled and distant as they speak and she gets tired of the droning that worsens the tight feeling in her chest, sharply raises her hand for silence and tries to ground herself. The looming dread won’t leave her no matter how hard she tries, someone snuck in to the palace and her father is dead and oh fuck, she’s the Firelord now.

Zuko meets her for breakfast, an incredibly early breakfast and shoots her a strained smile but his posture is all wrong, not enough grief and anger and too much pride. The realization hits her quick and hard and she just barely stops herself from dropping her bite of food. He he’d barely reacted and had left so quick because was planning on killing their fucking dad, planning on assassinating their Father in his sleep, a death without the honor of combat, the opportunity to fight for your life. He had to watch their Father bleed out, had to sit and wait before incinerating his arms, all because he allegedly hurt her.

It is too overwhelming of a realization for breakfast so she pushes it aside, gives a small nod and ignores him the rest of the time. She lets the small thought that Zuko is far more like Mother than she expected linger for a moment before banishing that one too. They both ignore the empty seat at the head of the table.

[h0ney-gl0ws]

Hi! I saw that you were writing for Hades and came straight to the ask box ^^ Anyways, I was wondering if you could write general Hypnos x reader dating hcs? I love him n it’s a shame there isn’t much content about him :,) Ty!

Yeah, of course! Thank you so much for the ask! It is basically criminal there is so little x reader content for hades T-T

Anyways, hopefully this is up to your standards!

Word Count: 572 (Approx)

Hypnos! General dating Head canons!

(side note: look at the sleepy boi :,) so cute!)

-Many people thought that when Hypnos started dating you, his work ethic would plummet even lower than it already was. How surprised they were when it was quite the contrary.

-Hypnos wants to spend a lot of time with you, therefore he works extra hard to be done early and relax with you!

-when he got featured house servant for the first time you congratulated him by peppering his face with kisses and showering him with praise.

-If Hypnos gets rewards like that for a job well done, you bet he’s taking his job seriously after that.

-Often times, he’d take it too far and end up overworking himself. Leaving the time you spend together with him cuddled up next to you, sleeping against your shoulder while you play with his hair.

-You both don’t mind though. That’s a dream come true for Hypnos. His love language is most definitely quality time, so even if he’s just sleeping against you it still counts XD

-A lot of the bottles of nectar he’d get from Zagreus, he’s regifted to you. He claims he doesn’t like the stuff, but you believe it’s just another excuse to pamper you.

-You eventually couldn’t take getting so many gifts from him, while you gave him nothing in return. So, you compromised by sharing the bottles together from then on.

-He didnt like hearing you say you give him nothing in return, though. He said simply being you was enough, and he loved having someone who listens to him when he needs to rant about one of his interests.

-On the topic of interests, you bet you’re going to be roped into hour long tirades about how great Asterius is. You sometimes joke he loves that Minotaur more than you. He lists all of his favorite tributes about you next to make up for it.

-It’s easy for you to get upset about how poorly Hypnos is treated at the house, but when you bring the topic up to Hypnos he says that it really doesn’t bother him what others think of him. That the only opinion important to him is yours, and you give him all the positivity and love he needs. You say he has a good heart and give him a kiss.

-Also, if your dating Hypnos you gotta get along with Thanatos as well. Hypnos just adores his brother and will take every chance he gets to brag about how cool he is.

-You think it’s sweet how much he cares about his family, and find yourself bursting into fits of giggles as he tells you funny stories about when he and his brother were younger.

-Thanatos has a lot of respect for you. You keep Hypnos in check, and have improved his brother for the better. He thinks its good for Hypnos who has someone to talk too, and greatly appreciates how much you make Hypnos happy. Although he would never admit he, he loves his little brother and wants him to succeed.

-Expect the “If you hurt my brother, I will hurt you” talk from protective Thanatos™

-In the end, as long as you are both happy, you’re basically the cutest couple in the house of hades

[regretisstoredintheme]

Can you try a oneshot with a gender neutral shy reader who has a crush on Rise!Leo but they’re not really fond of his over competitive personality? (Really loved the yokai feline!reader you did a while ago so hopefully this isn’t too much of a request ^ v ^; )

Do do do d— OH?? WHATS THIS??

A Request? 

*snatches paper*

“Can you try a oneshot with a gender neutral shy reader who has a crush on Rise!Leo but they’re not really fond of his over competitive personality? (Really loved the yokai feline!reader you did a while ago so hopefully this isn’t too much of a request ^ v ^; “

A/n: hooohohooo… YOU! My friend, are a bright mind, I hope I have enough energy for this one *cracks knuckles* (ALSO TY!! IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT >v<)

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Priorities. (A Oneshot)

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Warnings(?): Leo being a dumbass, slight angst? Idk yet. 

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A perfect night, it was. 

Leo, sitting in his beanbag. you, right next to him in your own, the little puffs pushed against each other.. your favorite movie on the television — well, favorite Jupiter Jim movie. Leo was pointing out all the little details that you had grown to notice but wouldn’t mention, noting how his eyes sparkled as he ranted about it. A soft smile appeared on your face, your heart gently fluttering at his antics. 

It was hard to get Leo to sit down and actually watch something - especially something he knew inside and out, so you couldn’t exactly blame him when he would do sit ups, stretch, refill popcorn, or even just wave his hands around anxiously. You didn’t mind. What you did mind, however…

“Tag!!” Mikey swooped in unnoticed from his late night out, bonking his brother on the head and scrambling to get away. “Oh no you did not!!” Leo laughed, jumping up from his seat and knocking over one of the empty popcorn bowls. You paused the movie, leaning back with a sigh. There was no telling how long this one would last. 

As you watched your favorite boy run around with Mikey, you couldn’t help but wish he could prioritize you a little more.. but then again, it’s not like you were in a relationship or anything.. It hurt to think about, but it was true. As you lounged in the projector room, watching the two scramble on the upper levels, you heard a scoff from next to you. 

You nearly flew out of your seat as you saw Raph, practically looming over you but staring at his brothers as well. “JEsus…” you breathed, a hand over your heart - which you were SURE had just jumped to outer space - where the astronaut on the projector was.

The red-clad turtle didn’t seem to notice, in a world of his own. He was grumbling to himself, something about ‘manners’ and ‘how to treat someone’… and then you heard something that made your ears perk up —- ‘Leo’.

At the idea of asking him about said turtle in blue, your hands felt clammy, yourthroat constricting and mouth like the Sahara desert, but you had to try. “Raph..?” You squeaked, just loud enough to get the gentle giant’s attention. “Huh?” He snapped out of his tizzy, giving you his full attention “what’s up, Y/n?” 

You opened your mouth, closed it, then opened it again, searching for the words as your mind went blank. Cmon Y/n, think! God!… was it always so hot in here..? 

“Uh.. well— what you — hh— talk- THINKin about, Raph?” A weak chuckle escaped your throat as you mustered that sentence, your cheeks warm with embarrassment. Unfortunately for you, Raph caught on really fast, giving you one of his knowing, big-brother smiles. “Oh, you know...” He waltzed on over, casually sitting in his pops’ recliner chair, “Just how horribly Leo treats his dates.” 

Can you say.. Rojo? :D THAT means Red in Spanish!! As well as your face once he said that. ♡ :) 

“Date?? Woah- hah- this wasn’t— I mean.. heh.. he didn’t- I wasn’t—“ grasping for excuses, you felt yourself slowly sink further into your beanbag, ashamed at how badly you were trying to play this off. Raph shook his head, laughing to himself, “Please, he practically rented the projector room for you two! If you can’t tell from that, then you two really are hopeless.” 

You hid your face completely now, too embarrassed to even think about denying it anymore. “Hopeless? I beg to differ.” 

Oh no.

You knew that cocky voice anywhere. 

You weren’t sure if you wanted to turn around, but unfortunately.. curiosity killed the Y/n. Turning your head, you saw none other than Leo right above you, his arms at either side of your beanbag- preventing escape. He looked down at you, smile never fading, “Hi there~” 

“H— how much—?” You gulped on your words, anxiety crawling up your throat, “how much of that did you hear..?”

Leo shrugged, “not too much, actually” his smile dropped , “just Raph ratting me out.” He grumbled, giving his brother a glare before turning back to you with a smile. “I won, by the way!” Beaming, he completely missed your demeanor change, feeling one of disappointment as he left your side. “I beat Mikey at tag! Aren’t I cool?” He chuckled, before perking up— hearing one of his brothers call his name. 

And just like that, he left your side, hands behind his head without a care in the world. He was leaving you! Again! You couldn’t help the disappointed sigh lurking in your throat as he welcomed his brother in purple back home, asking if they wanted to compete to see who could eat the most pizza at Run-Of-the-Mill. 

“You know, when we were kids and I wanted Leo to sit still..” Raph leaned over your shoulder, talking quiet as to not alert anyone.. including you. “I would just lay on top of him, but I guess you can’t really do that… so I can only wonder what the alternative is..” He mused, leaving you to your thoughts as he walked to the kitchen. 

Leo moseyed back into the projector room, collapsing onto his beanbag with a huff. “Donton just wanted help unloading groceries.” he muttered, disappointed, and this time, you weren’t able to stop the sigh from leaving your lips. 

Your eyes snapped open, knowing damn well he wouldn’t miss a chance to point that out.

“Hold on.” He sat up, looking at where you now hid your face. “Was- was that a sigh?” He chirped in surprise, analyzing your anxious form. “No way.” He squinted, trying to tell if he was dreaming. “Y/n, shy Y/n. Who’s too nervous to tell the cashier they got the wrong change — just sighed, at me.” He half laughed, actually impressed, “Donnie owes me 20 bucks.” 

You grumbled at the last comment, mixed feelings on the fact that he competed on you. 

“So~” he smiled, scooting closer and leaning in, “What did I do to upset my Y/n this bad?” Usually, Leo avoided conflict like the plague, but seeing how flustered you were, he could only hope it was because you were jealous. And boy did he know how to fix that. 

Fire was climbing up your throat, you couldn’t tell if it was frustration or the flustered feeling he had given you from calling you his. Maybe it was a bit of both. “God you— you’re such a—“ you covered your face, yelling into your hands with all your might. 

Cold hands gently pulled your wrists away from your face, revealing Leo sitting in front of you calmly, waiting for you to express your thoughts the way you wanted to. Words echoed in your head, giving you a reckless, stupid idea. 

“You know, when I wanted Leo to sit still…”

You couldn’t— you were sure you would die. Immediately. Just die right there and never come back from the pits of HathSin. But.. before you knew it, your hands had wrapped around the back of his head, pulling him in to a gentle hug. You couldn’t stop yourself as you nuzzled your face into his shoulder, grip tight as you could only hope he didn’t push you away. “I just wanted you to stay with me.” You muttered, eyes fluttering closed. You were ready to accept the disgust, the anger, the pain at losing your best friend. You felt hot tears prick your eyes, fear consuming you as you heard…

….

Churrrrrr….

…

What? What was that? 

Finally pulling back, you caught a glimpse of Leo’s cherry red blush, hidden under his blue bandana. He seemed shocked at both your and his own actions. Because of the noise, you hadn’t even noticed his hand coming back to graze your spine, wanting to hug you back— you only noticed how he pulled away, head in his hands as he scolded himself. “Are you kidding me? Now? Yeah that’s real charming, Leo. Way to ruin the moment, dumbass..” 

Him! Flustered! Now you were both breaking the laws of physics. 

———-

I HOPE THATS SOMETHING LIKE WHAT YOU WANTED OKAY GOODBYE 🏃🏃🏃🏃🏃💨💨💨

[joyswonderland1108]

This fucking fandom

Ah fuck i can’t even fucking get sick in peace!! Just when i allow myself to rest a bit from posting shit happens and i find myself coming back here to rant or whatever i should call it at this point.

So the other day i was writing a post as a follow-up to this post : 

But i just deleted it, i was like uh yeah maybe i’m being a bit too harsh.. WRONG!! I knew this fucking fandom didn’t deserve no pity, my bad i should’ve just posted it. 

So in my follow-up deleted post i was saying how i didn’t want anyone to come to me with that bullshit excuse of “But we’re streaming, we’re basically working hard for those achievements to happen so why won’t Letter be about Army since we work hard for him” and honestly this is where the entitlement comes from. Some people believe that just because they stream, buy and post that means they have all the rights of ownership over the members, yes OWNERSHIP.

I then carried on by explaining how not everyone who fought to get Jimin on top wasn’t necessarily because they love him but for some they just wanted one member of BTS to be on top out of pettiness towards other fandoms and they needed to flex, didn’t matter which member as long as it’s a BTS member who will keep BTS’s name superior, and it so happened to be Jimin this time. 

Now you may wonder why tf am i bringing up a post i actually ending up deleting or actually didn’t even post? Well with Yoongi’s upcoming release.. I don’t even need to say it now do i? I guess you’re pretty much getting what i’m trying to say but let me just put words out here. 

I’m not here to talk about how close Yoongi’s release is to Jimin’s, this is something they probably went over with each other and with the company it has nothing to do with me or us or anyone else can’t really say much about it but what i can talk about is Army’s hypocrisy. When i posted about Yoongi’s D-Day announcement i clearly mentioned that I personally along with some other Army i know would either try to find or make a Yoonmin focused playlist, since Jimin promo period was cut short, we still wanted to keep pushing it while still streaming for Yoongi. 

Now what is happening is mfrs who are dropping Jimin completely to focus solely on Yoongi. When Smf pt2 dropped and the whole FACE album released, playlists were still encouraging streams for Smoke Sprite and On the street, we were still trying to keep the boys at higher ranks doing the effort to do a proper streaming for Jimin all while not dropping any other member. 

Now those people do realize that Yoongi will have his album trending from now till June, while Jimin won’t necessarily be able to still keep up with a proper promotion schedule because that would be interfering with Yoongi’s release, and fucktards couldn’t even bother keeping up with streaming or at least think about a Yoonmin playlist too. It infuriates me how for me despite being Jikook biased i’m still willing to do as much effort for Yoongi as i did with Jimin because i’m OT7 after all but assholes out there pretending to be OT7 yet became completely blinded. 

And for some fucking reason Jimin or Jikook biased Army (not solos) are all so excited for D-Day and preparing to stream for both, so tell me why tf can’t other Army do the same thing? Was messing with that one other fandom all it was for them? “Let’s get Jimin that #1 to piss them off” is that it? He worked his ass off to share something very personal with us, shared his struggles, a deep and dark part of himself just for Army to treat it as a threat to other idols and fandoms? 

I swear this motherfucking fandom is toxic and unhealthy, as Joon said “You changed” Aka you fucking suck! I don’t even know how to put anymore words i’m just trying to recover but God fucking dammit!

[anotherhumaninthisworld]

Really do feel like I’m taking advantage of your generosity lately but I’m writing a novel so that’s my excuse.

Lucile goes on a number of quite feminist rants in her diaries , so I’ve been wondering if we know anything about her official views in that area (and Camille’s, as well.) Would the Desmoulins have known/been friendly with people like Olympe de Gouges and Sophie Condorcet? I’m aware both were Girondins so presumably not to the bitter end, but what about earlier in the revolution? I’ve noticed Lucile actually mentions an Olympe in her diary - is this de Gouges…?

I too reacted on Lucile’s rather modern views — both when it came to gender equality and religious questions — so it’s fun to hear I wasn’t alone there.

If the Olympe she mentions once in the diary is Olympe de Gouges was actually something Philippe Lejeune speculated on when first publishing it in 1995, bringing up how the two at the time actually lived in the same area. He does however underline that there exists no real evidence tying the two together and ends by concluding he thinks it more likely Lucile is talking about a person in her own age and not de Gouges.

Lejeune’s words seem rather well confirmed by other pieces I’ve looked at — I can’t find Camille referring to de Gouges in any of his works, nor does the biography Marie-Olympe de Gouges: une humaniste à la fin du XVIIIe siècle (2003) by Oliver Blanc cite anything hinting at a relationship between her and the couple. The same thing for Condorcet — nowhere could I find Camille talk about him in a way that implies they were/had once been friends (and it goes without saying it was the same thing for his wife). I actually had trouble finding proof of a relationship between Sophie/Olympe and any other prominent revolutionary.

Someone we however do know Lucile was friends with is Louise de Kéralio-Robert, who, judging from the amount of times mentioned in the diary she kept 1792-1793, comes off as one of her closest friends along with madame Danton and madame Brune. De Kéralio has been accepted as the first and even only 18th century woman to found and edit a political journal. In said journal, she, like Camille, showed herself an early and fervent republican. She was however far from a feminist, in 1789 we find the following letter from her:

Mademoiselle de Keralio is very satisfied by what [Monsieur Brissot de Warville] said today about the influence of women. It is very much part of Mlle de Keralio’s principles that women should not make a great spectacle of themselves. […] A love of publicity is bad for modesty, from the loss of that comes a distaste for domestic work, and from idleness, principles are forgotten and from lack of morals arise all of public disorders. We should be forced to seek women inside their homes, their presence should be hard to obtain, and rare, offered as a favour.

And one year later we have this passage from her journal:

I do not believe that women can ever have any active part in government, and I believe that the greatest good that the constitution can do to public morals is to keep them out of it forever. Women reign in despotic states, it is enough to say that they must be null in the administration of a free country. The more the austerity of republican mores will make them attentive inside their homes, the more it will render them incapable of knowing enough public men to direct a choice which must be the fruit of constant observation and consummate experience. I know in them the sagacity necessary to judge the best of things, but not the extent of genius which makes known the means of arriving there or the force of temperament which supports the necessary studies. I repeat it again, the more they will be what nature has made them, the less they will want to undertake something beyond their physical and moral strength. Content to teach their children the decrees of the assembly, they will aspire neither to make nor dictate them.

This in response to a footnote inserted in the pampleth Le franc en vedette (1790) by Armand Joseph Guffroy (who, sidenote, was the man Charlotte Robespierre is proven to have had some interesting political connections to and was helped out by after thermidor. While there’s no way of knowing what Charlotte’s own stance on the topic was, it’s nevertheless interesting that the guy she was arguably closer to politically compared to her brothers also fought more openly for her political rights than they are ever confirmed to have done…)

I had proposed to admit women to the primary assemblies, to deliberate on the choice of municipalities, and I still believe that my two separate ballots and my posted ballots would disturb all the conspiracies. If one is wise, one will come back to it; and I predict that we will never have a public spirit, public morals, if women do not participate in the administration as I have proposed. The National Assembly admitted to swearing the constitution, those who were in the tribune on the 4th of this month. Why would we separate them from the public sake? The queen promised to raise her son in the principles of constitutional liberty; all French mothers must publicly swear this civic oath: without that, I repeat, no morals, no morals, no fatherland. Frenchmen, prove that you are men, by giving back to your wives all their dignity; French women, prove that you are worthy of giving birth to a race of free men.

Now, there’s of course no way to know if de Kéralio influenced Lucile’s own view on the matter (it’s a bit unfortunate that the diary she kept during the revolution doesn’t contain any of the poltical/philosophical reflections the one from 1788 has), but I think it can be concluded that, among the people she is proven to have had any close contact with, those who’s political opinions can be traced were more anti-feminist than the opposite. Sidenote again, but the feminist stuff contained in the diary of 1788 Lucile wrote while simultaneously hanging out with Sylvain Maréchal, a guy who in 1801 would suggest forbidding women from learning how to read.

As for what Camille’s view on the subject was, searching for the term ”femme” in Révolutions de France et de Brabant, I would say he comes off as neither a feminist (in the sense that he wants women to be equal to men) nor a misogynist. The most feminist moment from his side I’ve found so far is when he in number 14 he praises Théroigne de Méricourt and transcribes one of her speeches. The speech does on one hand not have anything to do with women’s right, but after transscribing it Camille nevertheless writes:

On the request of Mademoiselle Theroigne to be admitted to the district with a vote of consent, the assembly followed the conclusions of the president, who gives thanks to this excellent citoyenne for her motion; that a canon of the Council of Mâcon having formally recognized that women have a soul and reason like men, they can not be forbidden to make such good use of them as the preopinante; that he will always make Mademoiselle Théroigne, and all those of her sex, free to propose what they believe to be advantageous to the fatherland.

Edit: Camille speaks in favor of married women’s right to administration of property in 1793.

What’s your novel about, anyway? If you want to tell.

[akiizayoi4869]

One thing that bothers me about discussions about Azula's character is the way the fandom can't accept the canon fact that she wasn't loved?? People making excuses for her DAD who burns his kids when they disobey him, the grown ass man AZULON, her mother who ignored her when she was a kid, Zuko who only saw her a inconvenience to his path, Iroh didn't care about her, etc. Even Mai and Ty Lee left for reasonable reasons, putting above other friends over her. And that's canon. Not that Azula loved them all, sure, and she isn't perfect neither but why is so hard for the fandom to simply grasp it? (Just like they understand easily that Ozai mistreated Zuko badly?????) Fans prefer to put the blame on a unestable child/teenager than consider that her parents simply didn't care. Which is actually common on real life, sadly. (I am not including Comic!Ursa here because of the retcon) Azula deserves better, smh, I really can't understand how ATLA fans talk about "mental health representation!!!", "child soldier", "Traumaaaa!!!" and then reduce Azula to just "she's a PSYCHOOO" 😱😱😠😠😠 "she haluccinates!!!!" 😱😱 sorry for the rant but I had to share this here, have a good day

Well. We call it "fandumb" for a reason, after all. And don't apologize, sometimes ranting is necessary.

[real-total-drama-takes]

🦐🎩 is back y’all and I’ve got opinions 😋😋

1: Owen gets hated on way too much “all he does is eat and fart” that’s all people THINK he does. In reality his character just hadn’t been fleshed out more and everytime they were going to actually do something with him they backtracked because he wasn’t important enough. Tbh in RR when him and Noah were teammates we got to see more of Owen being himself. He’s a simple man who genuinely cares about others and I don’t think his character is supposed to be as complex as others. Cause at the end of the day he’s a good guy who just wants the people he likes to be happy. Is that really such a crime??

Sorry I just ranted about Owen omg

2: nobody talks about how all stars ruined so many characters. For example, Lindsay used to be as smart as like a kid who didn’t know what big words meant. She had a bad memory and often wasn’t as in tune as everyone else. In her own world yk? In all stars SHE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW HOW TO PUSH A CARTT. She built a bikkkkeee in season 1. And I do like the theory of “oh she just wanted to be voted out first she was tired of being on the show” but I don’t like that as an excuse. That isn’t a valid excuse for the shitty writing (also using the context the show gave us we can assume she genuinely wanted to come back and that everyone in all stars came back by their own choice so her wanting to be voted out wouldn’t make sense anyways) and it’s not just her everyone is even more stereotypical than they already were in season 1. We’re stereotyping characters who are already stereotypes. HOW DID WE GET HERE??

3: ok last one promise. My god this fandom is so annoying sometimes. I see literally any post about a character and people in the comments talk about a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT CHARACTER which wasn’t even in the damn video. I saw a clip that was supposed to be a Noah and Owen thing and there was literally a comment talking about Cody. What. (THIS IS JUST ONE EXAMPLE OF MANY BTW) like why are you going on edits of like Gwen and then saying “Courtney’s better!” Like ok sure I like Courtney but this isn’t about Courtney show other characters some love!!

Ok that’s it I just like ranting about my favourite interests so ty for making this page :3 I love seeing your guy’s takes aswell!!

-🦐🎩

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[arknights-imagines]

Hi exe do you have a favorite npc? Mine is Logos

(Notice from Exe: I'm still v busy irl, and am working to reply to everything miscellaneous in my inbox when I can sbsjs 👉👈!! I hope it's okay to ask you guys for your continued patience and ty v much...!)

Sbsjhs hiya anon 💕!! I do hope you're well~ And omg aaa, this is a great question 🥳!!! Tysm for your ask!

I do happen to have a favourite Arknights NPC, yes 👍! A few actually sbsjs!!

Domma from the 'Mansfield Break' event 🩹!!

She's a sort of doctor and mortician, which I find cool 🤔! I like her design and the lil bits of what we saw from her character both v v much as well aaa 🥺 and I love that she joined us at Rhodes Island after the events of the 'Mansfield Break' event 🥳~

Monch from the 'Break The Ice' event 🗡️!!

I find her relationships with Gnosis and SilverAsh to be quite compelling sgshswj 🤔! As well as her motivations as a character!! Her design is v v pretty too, I love her hair the most I think 🥺💕 (it looks super flowy and soft ahaiajh)!! I like that she's of the Itra race also, as Courier is the only Itra character besides her 😯!

Cecelia from the 'Guide Ahead' event 😇!!

Her entire story, involving her mother being a Sankta and her father being a Sarkaz, is v v interesting to me aaa 😮!!! And she's just super adorable and a v sweet character 🥺💕! (I definitely hope she remains safe at Rhodes Island with Enforcer 👉👈!!)

I also generally happen to have a liking towards lots of the NPCS from the 'Guide Ahead' event ansjebe 🥺👉👈!! As the event meant v v much to me!

Velliv and Lemuen from the 'Guide Ahead' event, for example ✨!! Both have v v pretty designs and characters I find super interesting~

As for Logos dvhshs 🤔!!

I happen to know a lil about him sgsush, through not lots 😯!! I know he's been mentioned by some of Rhodes Islands' Operators and appeared in one of stories of 'Rewinding Breeze', hm!

He's one of Rhodes Islands' Elite Operators, and a Caster! I believe he's a Banshee Sarkaz, which is a rare kind of Sarkaz, which is v v interesting 🤔!!

His design is super awesome, I like his hair and his clothing lots ✨! (This might be odd, however his appearance reminds me of Phantom sbsjs!)

I can most certainly see why he's your favourite NPC anon, omg 💞!!!

Aaa, Arknights has lots and lots of NPCs who have v detailed designs and compelling characters 😯!! I feel that, because of their cool appearances, many of the NPCs could definitely be mistaken for Operators wjisjss ✨!!!

I definitely hope Hypergryph will be showing more appreciation to Arknights' NPCs in the future 🥺!! Perhaps creating more NPCs into Operators aaa! It's clear lots of careful thought and hardwork went into creating many of them, so it would be such a waste for them to never appear again shsjshs 😭!

Anywho anon wlslsjsn, please excuse my lil ranting 😶👉👈! Tysm for giving me the opportunity to talk about the NPCs I happen to like lots 🥺💕

Ty v much again for your ask aaa 🥰!! It's time for me to get back to work now 👍

I hope you'll stick around and please have a great day 🌸!!!

[justablah56]

*sighs* tell me about your fursona /lh /pos

ok first off- Vik is that you 👁️👁️ you're the only one who I know has seen my fursona recently sbjsjdjs either that or it's rae who saw it on your blog and didn't interact w it so I wouldn't think it was him if they went on anon lmao- but methinks its vik

okay now I'm gonna actually answer- bUT INSERT THAT ONE ENTRAPTA MEME- THE "IVE WAITED Y E A R S FOR SOMEONE TO ASK ABOUT MY THEORIES" YEAH THATS ME RN- anon I am looking at you with my big ol autistic eyes that are sparkling with this 10 minute unstoppable rant that is about to occur (✧⁠ω⁠✧⁠)

SO ! ampen right ? my little guy ? my baby girl ? my beloved ? I'm gonna talk mostly abt their physical design than their other details bcs I have more notes abt their physical appearance than anything :]

I have no idea what they are, I kinda just started drawing her abhdjsjsj but I think the two most notable animals he could conceivably be are probably a fox and a dragon of some sort (original I know) however I do want to give an honorable mention to my first draft of them, bcs goddamn I changed a lot abt her bsjdhsjjs. at first he was just completely a dog but I decided to give them those 3 fingered claw/hoof things, here's the very sketchy guy herself who inspired Ampen:

yeah snndjsn basically the only thing that stayed the same was the vague color scheme and the "hooves" changed from the hands to the feet. a lot of ampens physical design was just cool things I saw in other fursuits that I thought would be cool, like I just loooove the hoof feet, they look v cool and I just like them a lot, so I included them ! (I didn't in my first real drawing of ampen but then I did on their character sheet) same with the tail, I'm p sure at the time of ampens actual creation I had recently seen a dragon fursuit with that kind of tail and was obsessed with it, I tried so many different tails for him and none of them were looking quite right until I tried their current tail, and I love it . the dragon bit also comes out in her muzzle, it's a bit more pointed and sharp than a canine muzzle would be, again mostly just bcs I think it looks neat :] and I knew I wanted my fursona to have big ol ears from the very beginning, I didn't put them on ampen-rough-draft bcs I didn't start with the intent for him to be my fursona sbjdjdjs but anyways- the fur pattern took me a while to come up with, I started with just vague splotches of color in random spots, messed around with specific colors, I don't think I decided on the pink stitch mark things until like- the very end dnjsjjd I have no idea where I came up with it , I was just trying random things and hoping they looked right lmao-

I gave them glasses bcs . I have glasses . and I think it's cute and there aren't enough furrys with glasses :3 then added the piercings bcs I think they look cool and that's really it bajshjejskwks

anyways , now for the couple things that aren't visible on a drawing, I imagine her being like 5'4 MAX , he's pretty short . mostly bcs I am v short and plan to actually make ampen, and that's a height I could realistically get to accounting for the ears hdjwjdjjejdke anyways, I don't really have many other little facts about them since they're basically just me personality-wise, so make of that what you will ! I will however GLADLY answer more specific questions if you (or anyone else 👀) have them bcs it will give me an excuse to come up with answers abhdjsjdjsjjd

anyways- this is all to say that I'm in love with Ampens design and I really should draw him more often and also probably just develop them more tbh- BUT ! ty v much anon for enabling me to ramble about Ampen, they're my most specialest little guy and I love her <33

[goin-stag]

Ok but like, any one else ever think about the fact that one of the leading things antis use to hate on James Potter is the fact his parents loved him and wanted him to be happy?

In a series full of boys who are legit being abused by their families they're like, "oh yeah James is the worst of all the male characters! He's a totally toxic guy because his parents loved him and that is a red flag somehow!" and I'm just over here like ..rlly? That's the hot take we're going with these days?

Like when did that become the thing? Isn't it so toxic to say that the only male characters who deserve our love have to be hurt and abused or have a tragic backstory to excuse them?

I mean maybe it's because the HP series is so full of abuse stories and even the hero is an abused boy that their takeaway is that male characters like James are more suspect and less likable because they had happy childhoods and good parents.

But like, what message does that send that boys/men are only deserving of love or compassion if they suffer first somehow? Because fr that sounds like some backward sj logic to me and more like something those fangirls of serial killers like Manson would say.

FYI that's how you get toxic fucking men by romantizing bad boys with trauma and saying if they're loved they're less deserving of people's time or attention or excuses for their actions.

I think we should start calling that logic out for what it really is. Like if someone's kink is torture porn and stanning abused male characters because they like to woobify them then that's whatever, I guess. But people seriously need to stop trying to pass that off as it's some new, original thing that makes them more woke than everyone else for stanning the "bad guys" because they seem more "complicated" and "misunderstood" than the male characters who just had a good family and a nice childhood and did what every teenage boy does hanging out with friends or playing sports and being social and stuff instead of being the angry misunderstood antisocial loner who just needs a girlfriend to fix him and make his life better.

How about instead of that we renormalize boys being happy and having good childhood experiences to draw from because that's not a bad or boring thing and it definitely shouldn't be a red flag for what makes a male character more toxic.

Anyway just something that's been on my mind I wanted to rant about. Ty for coming to my Ted Talk or whatever they say here. I'm new from Reddit. Lol!

Peace out!

[chaotic-carnifex]

It's interesting to see feminine women & girls say that masc women/girls are just looking for male approval/attention bc part of the reason I felt like I was not like other girls was because I saw them as doing just that. (The other parts were being nd and queer. Mostly being nd.)

This post unlocked a memory of when I was a tween and I saw teenage girls unironically share around a social media post of "things boys just don't get" that was made up entirely of such points as "a girl dresses to attract the kind of guy she's into" and "if a girl is fighting with her boyfriend and she's screaming and crying she really just wants him to hold her and tell her it's okay <3"

I cannot begin to tell you how offended and baffled I was by these assertions. I remember commenting on it, refuting each point like "Excuse me? Who does that? Do you not just dress however you like?!" and "Uh no? If a guy did that I'd ask him what the hell he thinks he's doing! Dude, I'm angry at you, don't try to shush me! Why would you want a boyfriend who doesn't take your anger seriously?!" in the know-it-all tone of a tween who cannot believe people on the internet are being this stupid.

That was probably the weirdest and most on the nose example, but I kept seeing examples of it as I got older:

In the way other girls would talk about their crushes and how they wanted to know what a boy likes so they could dress just like that, be just like that, mold themselves into someone he'd find attractive (I was a bit of a late bloomer, which made this even more incomprehensible for me.)

In the way I was pressured to wear make-up, to be pretty, to be dainty and well-behaved and cute while being told it's because that's what boys find attractive - and it's what all the other girls are doing, you don't want to give the other kids more reasons to bully and ostracise you, right? Other girls don't get bullied, maybe if you were more like them, if you were normal the bullying would stop.

In the way 17 year old girls, young women really, would tell me they wished they were short like me, because boys don't like tall girls, because they'd be able to wear high heels even if the boy they like isn't that tall, aren't I lucky I could wear high heels any time? What a silly girl I was for not wanting to wear them just bc I found them uncomfortable, didn't I know they made my legs look longer, which is attractive? Wouldn't I rather be pretty than comfortable?

And so many other examples. And yes, today I think back on these girls and I realize that they were young, they were trying to get along in a society that told them their worth was tied to how desirable they were, that they were teenagers who were sold an idea of "true love" that they had to earn by being the perfect love interest, that they were insecure as teenagers are and had likely had the message that only having a boyfriend could fix them drilled into their heads over and over, and I know now that femininity can be performed for its own sake, for the sake of the performer, without tying it to what others may find attractive, that these girls were repeating what they'd been told and it's fucked up that they were made to believe these things about themselves,

But I was just as young as them, younger even. And all I saw was other girls molding themselves into what we were told boys wanted and being expected to do the same - to want to do the same.

Can you blame me, then, for insisting I was nothing like them?

Oof this post got long, sorry for the rant I got a bit lost in memories there

Also why do people think men prefer masculine women?

Misogynistic men like women they can say misogynistic things around, sure. They hate masculine women.

[roseworth]

dc fandom for the salt ask because i know you want to talk about jason asdjfl;skdhf;lsdaflh pick the ones that you wanna talk about!

salty ask list

anon my beloved you know me so well! i always want to talk about jason! im not even gonna find the list im just gonna start talking <3

FIRST OF ALL i think that judd winick writes him better than anyone. i know some people dont like winick (i honestly have no idea why, ive always liked everything ive read by him but maybe im missing something idk!) but the way winick writes him is very important to me 😌 bc jason above all else believes in what hes doing and will not compromise his own ideals just because bruce is a little bitch boy! he kills with a Purpose and always knows what hes doing :) and winick always writes him as super capable and always one step ahead, plus the lost days showed that he doesnt kill freely, he kills the people that are either actively hurting others or are showing that they wont change! and i love him dearly for it 💕

also everyone that didnt like the newest issue of task force z is a coward! i wish that dc would give him one (1) other plot line besides "hes fighting with the batfamily!" but i think that this is one of the best "fighting with his family" stories because it showed him as Competent instead of just getting the shit beat out of him, PLUS it talked about a lot of stuff that the comics have been brushing under the rug for a long time. he actively called them out for always side eyeing him and underestimating him, AND how hes expected to change himself to be accepted by his family :(

HOWEVER contrary to everything i just said, i like the idea of him giving up guns. he has canonically said before that the reason he was using them in the first place was to piss off bruce (slay) so i think that its not out of character for him to be like "okay fine im not that mad at bruce anymore ill stop using them." plus in urban legends he even said that he still thinks people should die, i feel like giving him a weapon besides guns at least gives writers a restraint so that hes not killing without thinking (which he doesnt do!) and the only people hes killing are the people he really wants to kill :) idk if i explained that well lol! but i still hate that hes using crowbars. i know that he had that little speech in tfz that he wasnt technically killed by a crowbar but its still weird that hes using it as his weapon. give him a tire iron pls ❤️❤️❤️

and finally, sc*tt l*bdell will never see the gates of heaven

[tiishearts]

when they like you

☆ fluff, i say damn once, drabbles/senarios

keeho

- is always trying to impress u

- veryyyy clingy

- texts u 24/7

- will tell u about everything hes done since u last spoke

- when he first realizes he likes u he becomes shy around u 😭

- never shuts up about u

- tons of cheesy pick up lines

- "are u a parking ticket? bcs u have fine written all over u"

theo

- always has to be touching u in some way

- rants to the members abt how amazing u are

- he smiles around you much more than anyone else

- teases you a lot

- tries to compliment u but can never seem to do it right (ex: you look- uhm- yeah)

- he doesnt rlly care what ppl think of him unless its you

- like the entire world can hate his hair but if u r even like "you would look so good in blue" his hair appt is literally being scedueled at that moment.

- is literally the last person to find out that he likes u

jiung

- smiles so damn much when around you

- quiet around u bcs he loves listening to u talk and never wants to interupt u

- will help you with everything and anything (ex: studying, cleaning, tying a shoe)

- will notice even the slightest change in your mood

- makes sure you take good care of yourself

- when hes teaching something he tends to get annoyed easily but never gets annoyed with you

- sweetest man ever 💔

intak

- tries so hard to seem cool in front of u

- BOLD ASF

- winking at u 24/7

- talks and talks and talks and talks

- constant selfies being sent to u

- but lets all be honest rn...boy has zero game

- he is so shameless and confident but sooo awkward

- IF HE FIRST MEETS U LIKE IN PUBLIC HE FS MAKES KEEHO ASK FOR UR NUMBER INSTEAD OF DOING IT HIMSELF

soul

- gifts you random things

- makes excuses to touch you in some way

- "omg ur hands are so cold! lemme warm them up"

- loves talking abt his hobbies w u

- has random moments where hes super bold

- hugs.

- will bring you up at any chance he gets

- "omg is that a cactus? y/n loves those!" "omg is that pink? y/n loves pink" "wait do you know what this reminds me of? that one time i was with y/n and they..."

- poor bby jongseob is typically the one that has to listen to him

- "omg i know that book! y/-" "y/n has it. i know. you tell me every time i read it."

jongseob

- if you even mention that you are interested in something this boy will reasarch all night about it

- super shy but is always around you

- always has his eye smile around u

-has an entire folder of picures hes taken of u (BUT NOT IN A CREEPY WAY LMAO HES JS A PHOTOGRAPHER)

- he asks the other members for advice

- "so my friend, jo? he likes this person but he doesnt know how to tell if they like him back." "who's jo?" "uhm..."

- he rants to you about the book hes reading

- rambles a lot

[plwasehelpme]

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C/W: gn!reader; angst; angst to fluff; worried tighnari; a brief mention of the words "borderline kill yourself" is a thing but it's just tighnari being scared :(; likely ooc, actually; i've never written for this sassy fox mushroom nerd before; no beta we die like signora; could be read as platonic but you gotta be blind as fuck my guy; hc that rukkashava mushrooms are toxic as fuck bc yk; they look it;

END C/W.

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A/N: yeah i made this ig. i fell in love w/ tighnari at first sight and just ":]]]]" every time he went on screen. i didn't mean to make it angsty. i swear i didn't. anyways ty to this post for giving me ideas. you're to blame for this dumpster fire, buddy. 👍

So without further adieu ....

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Tighnari's Guide To Why You Should Not Eat Sentient Fungi (Or, Why You Should!)

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"Are you doing this on purpose?"

"Doing what?"

You try to convince Tighnari that you have no idea what he's talking about, but judging by his reaction, it really doesn't seem to work.

It doesn't help that this is your third sweetwater mushroom this month.

"I have explained to you countless times what the effects of sweetwater mushrooms are. I've also explained the effects of raw rukkashava mushrooms, the large glowing mushrooms in the mushroom forest, and even the sentient fungi that riddle the forest grounds."

Tighnari opens his mouth before just sighing. You shrug. "I'm a bit forgetful?" It's a silly and sheepish response, but you're not very good at making up excuses. You'd think by the fourth or fifth scolding you would be.

Tighnari stammers for a bit, at a loss for words. That didn't work.

"You ate a sentient fungus. That is not forgetfulness that is- I don't even- what could possibly motivate you to eat a breathing, floating fungus?! Do you have a death wish?! We didn't even have a filled reaserch paper on what would happen if you tried to eat those because anyone who tried was a known idiot!  I can't even fathom an explanation as to why in the entirety of Teyvat-"

"Yep, I get it. I'm really stupid for doing a really dumb thing. Yeah, yeah. Anyways, would you mind readressing the toxic mushrooms again? Juuuust in case i do a stupid thing all over again? Please?" You give him your most convincing puppy eyes. They probably didn't work but he agrees anyways. You know he'd never miss a chance to rant about mushrooms.

You've always found his enthusiam about them endearing.

"... I don't exactly appreciate being interrupted, but it certainly couldn't hurt."

Tighnari clears his throat.

"The first and most important thing to note about Sumeru's fungi is that while some are edible, that's certainly not the case with all of them. Some fungi, like the sweetwater mushroom cause smaller adverse effects like halucinations, while others - rukkashava mushrooms, for instance - are potentially fatal. Distinguishing the difference between these mushrooms is extremely important ..."

You listen to him ramble on about the difference between edible and sweetwater mushrooms for the first half before moving on to rukkashavae fungi. He then explains the effects of the evolved fungi around Sumeru - emphasising that it's for your sake - and you wink at him. He glares at you before going back to what he was saying as you chuckle to yourself.

You haven't been a forest ranger for too long; you graduated under Tighnari pretty recently in fact. You had applied to be forest ranger trainee, and you were luckily accepted. Immediately, you saw Tighnari and if you didn't believe in love at first sight, you certainly did now.

When he introduced himself as your instructor, you mentally fist-pumped as he started to tell you about one of the most important lessons you'd ever learn as a trainee. The difference between fatal, poisonous, and harmless fungi.

Even though you did try to listen, you wouldn't stop staring at his ears. His big, tall, fluffy, ears that looked oh so soft. He seemed to notice evident by his mildly annoyed questioning of 'is something troubling you?' to which you practically begged to touch his ears. Much to your dismay, he replied with a very adamant 'no.' before continuing on. You giggled and just stared at him the whole way through.

After a while - and a lot of poisonous mushrooms - you two started to get closer. Tighnari may seem stern at first, but the way he tends to people shows that at the root of it all he does care; even while scolding it's in their best interests. You realized that when you two started joking around and having fun.

You didn't want to brag, but you felt a lot closer to Tighnari than the rest of the other trainees.

When you did finally graduate, you were happy. I mean, you were an official forest ranger now, how great is that? Tighnari even conrgatulated you for it personally. It made you feel great, but when you were put on a mission with someone other than Tighnari you started to feel a bit lonely.

It was sad, really. You and Tighnari were practically never paired together, and you couldn't really tell if you missed what you had or if you just missed Tighnari. It hurt, and so you tried to replace it.

You would joke around with your other partners. Play around, have some fun on missions the same way you used to with Tighnari.

It wasn't the same though.

Nobody would scold you while doing something stupid, yelling more as your giggles turn to laughter because they're so worked up.

Nobody would see a new plant or animal and immediately try to get your attention, this normally cold forest ranger going starry-eyed as you smile endearingly at him while he goes on and on about the local wildlife in this particular section of the forest.

Nobody would help you get out of the forest when you got lost, gesturing to follow him as he tells you he knows exactly where you are, occasionally gripping your wrist because 'you aren't paying attention' as you just giggle and tease him.

You'd tease him about little things, small things like how despite his aversion to touch, he'd still grip your wrist. How he'd change the subject as his ears and tail twitch - presumably from the storm, though you liked to think you were flustering him. You'd joke to him about it, saying that maybe it was just his excuse to touch you, but every time he touched your hand ever so slightly you felt fishes swimming circles around your stomach, usually accompanied by a cottonny feeling under your skin. Soft and fluffy, warm like your own personal blanket even as the cold, wet drops of  rain and dew hit your face from high-up leaves.

You remember thinking you were the only person who's wrist he's touched in a while, even if it is just to guide you out.

You remember how he never truly denied your claims.

At the end of it all, it was evident that you missed all those moments simply because it was Tighnari. You missed the fun because Tighnari was the only person you knew who could provide to you all those moments and more.

Moments that could of been.

Moments that should have been.

But, then you had an idea.

Tighnari's information abput mushrooms had always stood out to you, but you could never figure out why. You always remembered looking at various mushrooms and trying to figure out exactly why you found them so peculiar.

At least, until you accidentally ate a rukkashava mushroom.

Forgetting that they were inedible, nigh-deadly, and required immediate medical attention as soon as they were eaten, you decided to cook one as you couldn't find much food anywhere else. It looked alright, so it couldn't have been too bad, anyways.

Until you started getting dizzy, when your partner at the time asked if you were alright you responded with an obvious 'yes' obviously. I mean, so what? Maybe you were a little dizzy but it couldn't have been that bad. Sure, you walked into a tree twice, got them lost at least 4 times in the span of a few minutes, but everything was a-okay!

You passed out shortly after.

Only to wake up to a 'tsk' from a familiar voice.

Opening your eyes showed a small blur of green, white and black, with some very tall almost triangular appendages on top.

Tighnari?

He seemed to be tending to you, getting some sort of medicine as your head lay on his lap. Noticing you opened your eyes, he sighed, before asking why you had eaten an extremely rare, and more importantly extremely dangerous type of mushroom.

You explained that you had forgotten at the time and that you were hungry, because, well, you were, and you had. As Tighnari glared at you, seemingly looking for a more satisfactory answer. After not getting it, he just sighed, and told you not to do it again.

Huh?

Why didn't he ... ?

When you asked why Tighnari didn't scold you, he simply explained that he knows your potential and your mind. He knows that sometimes, you slip up and do something a little stupid. He understood that, and explained that it's fine to do that,

occasionally, nobody's perfect, afterall. Tighnari knew that with you and your experience, it was definitely the most likely out of all the possibilities to be just a silly little mistake, but asked for the next mistake not to be eating a potentially fatal mushroom. You giggled, and said it wouldn't.

Not by accident, anyway.

Suddenly, you had an idea.

Due to never being on the same missions with Tighnari, you never got to see him. If you had eaten a potentially poisonous mushroom, you were taken to see Tighnari.

After that little visit, and after you fully recovered, you decided on a way to be able to spend more time with your beloved little fox boy. A way that wouldn't really interfere with his work schedule, and a way that you could blame on just 'another messy slip-up.'

...

"... s'cuse me! Excuse me. Hello?"

Tighnari snapped his fingers in front of your face.

"Huh- what-?" You look around. That's right, you're facing the consequences of your actions.

Seems you spaced out for a bit.

"Oh. Hi, Tighnari!" You say, a cheerful tone dipped in honey. Excitement and a kind warmness swirl together and flood your prescence all over again before you freeze. Tighnari's arms are crossed and he's frowning. Usually, this would mean he's ready to scold you, but this is different.

It's an expression you've never seen before on him.

Was he mad? Agitated? No, he's scolded you hundreds of times, you'd know when he glares sharp, piercing daggers that bypass your eyes and into your soul. But, this time it's soft; instead of that light but familiar stabbing, you feel cold. Chilly, an icy feeling like lying under a waterfall, and as the water drops on your face, you start to look back with the same sorrowed expression.

Pity. No, worry.

He was worried about you.

" ... Are you alright?"

"Yeah, of course. I'm fine."

"You're sure?"

"Yeah, I'm okay, Tighnari. I promise."

Tighnari pauses.

"... Why are you doing this?"

" ... Doing what?"

This time, you didn't understand what he meant.

Tighnari touches your shoulder. He stares into you.

"I know what you're capable of. I've seen it firsthand. I've seen that even if if you make a mistake, you always learn and try never to do it again. I know you know well enough, so ..."

Tighnari pauses and looks away.

"Why do you keep trying to borderline kill yourself?"

You sit there, stunned. Somewhere down deep, you understood that maybe he was worried. Somewhere down deep, you may have even felt a little guilty for it.

But, none of that compares to how it all felt now.

As Tighnari got up, you wished now that you had realized how much you'd scared him. You wish now that he'd spoken up sooner and you wish now thay you had never missed him as much as you truly did.

That you had never been as selfish as you truly were.

The room falls silent, the only sound being the pattering of rain and the occasional crash of thunder. Neither you nor Tighnari dared look at eachother, in fear of seeing something you wouldn't like, despite your own glances. A particular loud crash of thunder and Tighnari brought his hand up to his ear, presumably to lessen the blow to his eardrums. He didn't remark about it, instead he wordlessly turned away from you to get an oral medication.

You were the first to break the silence.

" ... I missed you."

Tighnari's ear twitched as he stopped in his tracks. He seemed like he wanted to say something, yet he remained silent. He tilted his ear to you.

"I ... I wanted to spend time with you. I missed the times we had while I was in training. I missed your enthusiasium when you'd find an aspect of the wildlife and explain to me what it is, or how it works. I missed listening your voice even when you'd scold me for doing something dumb, like eating a sentient fungus, for intstance." You chuckled at the last sentance, almost sadly, still not daring to look up.

"I missed ... I missed you, Tighnari."

He was still silent, still standing in place. Still frozen on his way to find your medicine. You were looking down, almost scared to look up out of shame. Shame that such a small, personal issue, something so insignificant escalated to something that could make even the cold, stone-faced Tighnari lose his composure for the worst.

It was dumb. It was something you should have dealt with on your own.

Something you shouldn't have gotten him involved in.

Footsteps resumed as Tighnari quickly grabbed a bowl of your medicine. They got a little louder as Tighnari got closer before coming to a stop once more as you see his knees on the ground in your peripheral vision.

" ... Look at me."

It's gentle, yet you can't find it in yourself to look up. You look towards what you can see of him but you don't dare raise your head.

"Look at me."

He says it more sternly this time. You take a steady breath and look upward towards his face. He wears an indecipherable expression.

"Open up."

He brings a spoonful of liquid to your mouth. As you open your mouth, as the cold, bitter liquid slides down, Tighnari looks away. You both avoid eye contact as he puts the bowl down and you turn your head away. Then Tighnari just sighs.

"You didn't need to eat a poisonous mushroom to spend time with me, you know."

You look back at Tighnari, his expression still unsolvable.

"I understand that I am busy most days, whether it be my work or something else i happen to be preoccupied with."

His ears tilt down a bit, his tail curls into himself as he turns to face to you as well.

" ... But, if I do happen to be free one day."

He pauses again, avoiding eye contact.

" ... I've always felt that the best way to progress a relationship with someone is to, well, spend time with them."

He looks up at you again. You look back at him.

" ... If you wanted to."

You stare into eachother's eyes as each confession processes in the other's mind. The words swirl around with the returning fishes, minds and heartbeats racing between the two of you.

"I'd ... "

You look down, but not out of shame this time.

" ... I'd like that."

You smile as the words come out and your eyes trail back up to Tighari's face, dusted a barely noticable pink. Yours as well, probably, but you decide not to comment on it. At least, not at this moment.

" ... I would too."

Tighnari seemed to release a breath he didn't know he was holding, standing up and gesturing his hand out for you to grab. Ears perking up and tail uncoiling as you slide your hand into his own and get up. Both of you glance into eachother's eyes as that same warm, cottony blanket carressed you both once again.

"Just one thing."

You were broken out of your trance as Tighnari gave you a mildly agitated expression once again. You tilted your head, puzzled as Tighnari pinched his nose bridge.

"Don't ... Don't eat any more toxic mushrooms. Please."

Tighnari sighs exasperatedly as you give a cheeky smirk his way. The second he looks your way he crosses his arms and glares at you, a small pout apparent on his bottom lip. You laugh.

"Okay, okay! I won't, I won't."

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