#valid skater boy

[valsverse]

— GENERAL DATING HC'S (part two)

pairing: percy jackson, annabeth chase, leo valdez, piper mclean, jason grace, hazel levesque, frank zhang (respectively) x gn!reader word count: 3.9k

percy jackson

if anyone is boyfriend coded it's percy.

the way percy immediately squeezes your hand to call your attention the second he spots something he knows you'd love. whether it's your favorite song playing in a store, or the sight of pretty flowers in full bloom, percy's just as excited as you are !!

for some reason, percy really likes to shower you with hugs. whether you're out in public or nestled comfortably in your own cabin, he's quick to wrap his arms around you and hold you close! you can feel his warmth radiating against your skin as he presses his body close to yours, his face nuzzled snugly in the crook of your neck. he just doesn't want to let you go, at least not yet. maybe it's because he feels safe when he's holding onto you, and he doesn't want that feeling to disappear so quickly. not that you mind, though.

percy loovvees to hold your hand in public, like he literally can't get enough of it. no matter where you go, he would effortlessly slip his hand into yours, the coolness of his palm making contact with your own as you walk side by side through camp.

i feel like percy's hands are pretty cool to the touch, so during the colder months he likes to hold your hand and tuck it in his pocket to shield you from the cold. like, he doesn't want to let go, but he also doesn't want you to freeze LMAOO.

percy's kisses are varied. sometimes they're slow, sometimes they're quick or urgent, and a whole lot more. but each time, they're exhilarating. percy also has a habit of pulling and playing with your belt or waistband whenever you kiss, and it always catches you off guard, no matter how many times it happens. even when you're in the middle of doing something else, he'll grab you by the waistband and pull you in for a kiss. and when he's not tugging on it, he'll run his fingers around it, dragging his fingers around the fabric almost teasingly, LIKE GAH ZAMN.

percy lets you draw on his skateboard!! listen, i know he's only mentioned as a skater like twice in the book, but i don't care. he is a skater boy in my heart.

his skateboard is absolutely LITTERED with doodles of your favorite bands, or any other designs that came to mind, as well as temporary stickers that are already starting to fade. but percy doesn't mind at all because it looks cool and you're happy! so that's all that matters to him. he loves looking down at the marks you left on his skateboard with a stupid smile, even if it means he gets hit by a wall because he wasn't paying attention.

when percy is in love, it becomes evident in his every action. he makes it a point to look for your face throughout the day, be it in moments of triumph or defeat. he only wants for you to witness him at his best, and no amount of applause or pats on the back from others can compare to the feeling of your touch; the gentle caress of your thumb across his cheek accompanied by words of praise, are what he craves the most. :(( he wants your validation and approval, but struggles to express it, because behind his front lies just an awkward teen filled with doubts and insecurities, desperate to prove himself to you.

but when he's in the water?? in his ZONE?? that's a different story. his confidence level SOARS. his water powers are in full force, and he's flipping around in the water trying to impress you like a little kid LMAOO.

to percy, you're more than just his partner. the thought of living without you is unimaginable to him, and he refuses to even think about it. his love for you only grows with each passing day, and he swears that he couldn't love you more than already does, yet he knows that he will tomorrow.

annabeth chase

MY GF FR!!!! 🗣️🗣️🗣️

annabeth always loved you, but as time went on, her perspective on you began to shift. she loved the sound of your laughter, and the way you would enthusiastically recount your experiences of the day. there was something in the way your eyes would light up when you spoke, that made her heart skip a beat. at first, she didn't recognize the emotions that were building within her, but the second she tried to deny being in love with you, she realized she was.

meeting you, loving you, finally making you hers—made annabeth have a whole different perspective on love.

she always asks for your opinions first. all the time. she asks for your thoughts on her latest architectural design, questions your perspective on her favorite book. because she values YOU. your input matteres to her more than anyone else's because she knows that you understood her in a way that no one else could. (also i feel like annabeth lowkey mansplains sometimes so she's trying to make up for it lmaoo.)

if your hair is long enough to tie back, she'll match your ponytail to hers. <33 but if not, she'll run her fingers through your hair instead, twirling the edges around her finger absentmindedly. annabeth doesn't like accessories in her own hair, but she loves seeing them in yours !!

she's VERY careful when tidying up your hair. like, if you ask her to brush your hair for you, it'll take her a while because she's so particular about it. she just wants the best for you!! <3

annabeth is the best with cats idc. (doesn't she have two in ttc?) she'll kneel down to pet it, making that "pspspsps" sound to get its attention LMAOO. she'll literally scoop it up in her arms and cradle it like a baby.

if you're allergic to cats or simply don't like them, she'll keep a distance and pretend to share your dislike, meanwhile, she'll already have come up with a cute name for the cat in her head, probably something similar to your own. <33

annabeth isn't really big on pda, but she makes up for it with other acts of love !! she has a variety of love languages, each more prominent than the next, but her go-to move is holding hands. she'll gently pull you along on your museum date, explaining the origins and details of each monument with a proud smile !!

you and annabeth gossip about books. not people. and yes, i am telling the truth, she told me herself. (lie) she'll even read to you while you lay your head on her lap JUST so that you two can talk about it later.

but when it comes to architectural books, sometimes annabeth forgets that not everyone is as passionate about architecture as she is LMAOO. she'd be like, "can you believe that John Poulson bribed people for his work? i would never stoop to that level," and you'd just be sitting there with a polite smile on your face even though you have no idea wtf she's talking about. but she does it because she trusts you, not because she wants to confuse you LMAOO.

annabeth is never easily vocal when it comes to her emotions. while she can be sharp-tongued when expressing her opinions, when it comes to her feelings, most of the time she struggles to find the right words. sometimes, she's not even sure how to articulate what she's experiencing. the sudden rush of emotions she's feeling now, with you, can be overwhelming, to say the least. her love for you is intense, but annabeth wonders if it's enough to fully convey how much she loves you. if she loved you any less, maybe it would be easier for her to express herself. but the truth is, she loves you so much that it leaves her at a loss for words. a daughter of athena. at a loss for words.

leo valdez

this boy practically has permanent heart eyes for you — it's insane.

i think we all know this, but leo's definitely not one to hide his admiration for you. he's basically in a constant state of awe whenever you're around. he thinks you're the absolute prettiest person on earth, and he's LOUD about it. like, before you started dating he definitely looked up one of those cringe pick up line lists at least once in hopes of impressing you. (they didn't work.)

howeverrr, leo's affection for you runs deeper than just your physical appearance. you're not just eye candy to him. he values your inner qualities just as much as your outer ones, and he's always reminding you about it !!

mentioned this in pt 1, but this boy is an incredible cook and EVERYONE knows it. because of that, he's super perceptive when it comes to your food preferences, knowing exactly what dishes you love and those that you don't care for. he'll transfer food from his plate to yours because he wants you to enjoy your meal, and he'll and also happily devour any food that you dislike, while simultaneously insulting your taste LMAOO.

like one time you went to the bathroom, came back, and saw that the amount of your favorite food on your plate just doubled. 💀💀

leo loovvees taking photos of you. (let's pretend demigods are allowed to use phones) like, he'll snap away until his phone's storage is filled to the absolute BRIM. if you ask him to delete any unflattering ones, he'll do so but while fervently defending his collection, insisting that he takes so many pictures of you not because he's searching for the perfect shot, but because you look breathtaking from every angle. :((

in addition to his digital collection, leo also has a cherished polaroid board covered in various pictures, but the majority of them feature you. <33

leo spends a lot of time tinkering in his workshop, so if he has any scrap metal laying around (which he often does) he'll stay up late into the night creating something special just for you !!

leo looovveess kissing your cheek with a pronounced "mmMWAH!" sound. onces he's done, he'll turn his head slightly and look at you expectantly, indicating that he wants you to do the same to him. <33

he was probably the first one to say "i love you." in the relationship. he might've said it rather quickly because he was always sure about his feelings towards you even before your relationship had officially started, but he never pressured you to reciprocate. he was willing to wait for you to come to your own conclusion.

but until then, leo never stopped expressing his love for you. every morning and every night, he would whisper a giddy "i love you, mi amor" before rushing off to wherever he needed to be.

once you do finally say the words back to him though, he's grinning like an idiot for an entire two weeks. he'd often repeat his feelings for you, almost annoyingly, just to hear you say those four words he cherished the most back, 'i love you too.'

(also, this image is so leo. yes it's a green flag to me, and no i will not further elaborate.)

piper mclean

piper has a habit of linking arms with you !! like, wherever you go, the two of you are literally inseparable. she also sees it as a way to declare your relationship, because she's proud to be with you and has nothing to hide! <33 she's also a hand swinger fr.

she lets you cut her hair !!! mostly because she secretly loves the sensation of your hands on her face and your fingers weaving through her choppy locks, but also because she trusts your judgement! piper isn't afraid of alternating her appearance, but she especially want to look good for you.

speaking of alternating appearances, you two match outfits. all the time. is it sickenly cheesy? yes. do either of you particularly care? no. even when you aren't wearing matching outfits, you both have a collection of homemade matching jewelry, so both of you are always carrying a piece of each other, even if it's just a simple bracelet. <33

NICKNAMES IN FRENCH >>>> OMGG. her most used include "mon amour" meaning "my love", "mon ange" [my angel] and "ma chérie." [my dear/darling] and yes she is very much aware of the effect she has on you. <33 speaking of, she 100% helps you ace all your french exams. such a good gf.

she tells you all about her family history. piper loves how your eyes light up with genuine curiosity. with you, she feels more appreciated. :(( she'll you all about the culture, customs, and even a few traditional songs.

piper knows she has a good singing voice, but she still feels self-conscious whenever she showcases them in front of others. but when it comes to you? she'll sing all you want, since she feels a huge sense of comfort whenever you're around. whether it's through cuddles or other means, it's in your arms that she feels the most at peace, and it's also where she feels the most comfortable saying, "i love you." !!!

she teaches you how to use a dagger lmaoo. she'll carefully guide you, tell you how good you're doing (sometimes), and even sneak in a few kisses if she's feeling extra affectionate that day!!

piper hates being labeled as a typical daughter of aphrodite. she constantly feels the need to prove that she doesn't fall into the stereotype that comes with being a child of the goddess of love. but ever since you came into her life, ever since she started loving you, you taught her that she doesn't have to be ashamed just because her half-siblings fall into certain expectations. you've shown her that she should be able to be her own person without the restraints of being a daughter of aphrodite. and she might not always express it, but she's entirely grateful for that. for you. after all, we're all just fools in love, and you're the soul who showed her what love should truly be like.

jason grace

ugh, the chivalry radiating off this man is crazyy.

whenever you talk to jason, he always has a way of letting you know that he's listening to your every word. even if he's occupied with something else, he'll make a point to let you know that he is paying attention to you. he'll immediately direct his gaze towards you, and abandon whatever task he was previously engaged in, leaning in closer to you the longer you speak.

even if you try to cut your story short or apologize for repeating yourself, jason will NEVER rush you or make you feel uncomfortable. instead, he'll hold you close with his arms wrapped tightly around your waist, encouraging you to keep talking and sharing your thoughts. because jason doesn't mind hearing the same stories over and over again, as long as they're coming from you. <33

and even though he's always paying full attention whenever you speak, his gaze always seems to settle on your lips. and when you smile or laugh, he's completely mesmerized, unable to take his eyes off of you !! like you can LITERALLY see his eyes widen and his lips part, as if he can't believe how beautiful you are, because he can't get enough of you.

jason is the epitome of a gentleman FR!! 🗣️🗣️ he never fails to open doors for you, give you his jacket when you're cold, and even offer his hand as you make your way down the last few steps of the stairs. but that's only the surface level, we haven't even gotten to the real deal yet okayyy??

if you so much as utter a complaint about your feet aching or your shoes being too uncomfortable, he's already kneeling down, his broad back facing you with his hands gesturing for you to climb on for a piggy-back ride. he'll be running around camp like a lunatic, carrying you on his back or in his arms, but he doesn't care because he always puts your comfort and safety first !!

and if you happen to be walking through a cramped space with him in front of you, he effortlessly lifts you up by your arms so you can pass through without any trouble! what's even more impressive is jason's lightning-fast reflexes, especially when it comes to protecting you. if something is about to fall on you, he's always there to catch it before it can even graze you. and if you happen to trip, he swiftly catches you in his arms without making a fuss !!

his protective nature extends to the battlefield as well. even though he knows you're more than capable of defending yourself, he fights alongside you, ready to shield you from ANY harm.

whenever you hug jason, you always get lifted off the ground a few inches. like he almost doesn't realize he's doing it as he hoists you up off the ground with EASE. while you're just dangling from his arms LMAOO.

jason never fails to express his love for you verbally every day, but he also has a way of communicating it without speaking a word. he'll naturally reaches for your hand under the table, stealing quick kisses on your shoulder when no one is watching. even the way he touches you lingers, like he doesn't want to let go. and when you catch him gazing at you, and the transition of his grin to a subtle smirk AURGHJ!!

even before you started dating, jason fell for you and is honestly still falling, wanting you more and more with each passing day. all your flaws, mistakes, and imperfections included, he wants you. and only you.

hazel levesque

hazel is the best gf ever!!! she hypes you up every chance she gets. like, she literally never misses an opportunity to boost your confidence. she finds beauty in the most subtle things, like the tiniest ring on your finger, and truly believes that you look absolutely stunning in it, even if it's not her personal taste since she grew up in a different era. but she's so open to exploring new fashion styles and modern ideas for you, and also so that you guys can match. <33

whenever hazel leans in to kiss you, there's a touch of hesitancy in her movements. not because she doesn't want to kiss you !! she just wants to make sure you're comfortable. :(( she's clearly trying to gauge your reaction and make sure that everything is going well.

she worries that maybe she was too rough last time, (SHE WASN'T AT ALL LMAOO) or that she's moving too slowly this time around. you honestly find it cute how she worries about such small things, and in response, you wrap your arms around her and kiss her back, immediately dispersing ALL her concerns. <33

hazel is soo pretty in red lipstick omg. the way she leaves lipstick prints on your cheeks and playfully pecks at the skin on your neck while laughing is so cute!

hazel wants the absolute best for you! but don't underestimate her, this is the same girl who died to stop gaea at 13, okay? she's so brave. she respects all your boundaries and will always prioritize your safety and comfort first!

horseback riding. all the time. hazel is the only valid horsegirl. she'll go on and on about them, from their behavior and habits to their history.. but nothing makes her happier than seeing you genuinely interested in what she has to say!! she feels so special around you. :(( you've spend countless afternoons horseback riding with hazel. it's definitely one of your favorite pastimes now.

hehe i can definitely see you sharing your interests to her, and even introducing her to modern music/bands. it's probably a shock for hazel to switch time periods and witness the evolution of music. like, there are times when modern songs makes her all shy and stuff. but your love for it has definitely been able to sway her perspectives! she probably picks up matching band shirts or records as souvenirs when returning from her quests. <33

hazel loves hugs !! they often begin with excitement, both of you giggling like children. but as time passes, the embrace transforms into a soft and quiet hold. there's always a subtle competition between the two of you to see who will let go first, and hazel always emerges as the winner. <33

if forever does exist, hazel wants it to be you. her heart is overflowing with a million emotions, all of which are directed towards you. through your gentle guidance, she's learned to appreciate the beauty in even the most ordinary moments. the thought of losing you is unbearable. she never wants to let go of you. not now. not ever.

frank zhang

your guys' first date was definitely at an arcade/amusement park! he's hardcore blushing the entire time, while you totally crush him at all the activities. (he let you win) and, to top it off, he made sure to win you some impressive, oversized stuffed animals at the end!!

frank would pay close attention to all the details about you. like he literally knows stuff that you don't even remember telling him. 💀 even if you mention something in passing conversation, he'll make a mental note of it and remember it later on.

protective!frank standing up for others. anyone he cares about, including his friends and you. :(( he's not an angry person, sometimes he's even a little timid, so seeing him all loyal & passionate for those he loves really makes your heart swell up.

frank also leaves you sweet little notes frequently, and goes out of his way to get you lunch or anything else you might need !! sometimes after a long day, he'll come up behind you and wrap his arms around you, resting his head on your shoulder and asking about your day. <33

bear hugs are frank's thing. both literally and figuratively. he's the kinda person who would wrap his arms around you, and if you don't object, he'll keep holding you tightly while taking a few steps to maintain balance. and before you know it, you'll both be tumbling onto the couch or his bed, with his chest breaking your fall. but instead of feeling embarrassed or uncomfortable, both of you start laughing, with frank hugging your waist even tighter in affection. <33

frank is really protective but in a subtle, non-verbal way. like, he has a habit of wordlessly moving you to the safer side of the sidewalk. and, even if it is not yet dark outside, frank will insist on walking you home, making sure that you arrive safely. he doesn't want to be overbearing, but he's also just genuinely concerned about your safety. :((

frank isn't really a pda guy, but he absolutely adores hand holding! it's a subtle way of indicating that he's yours and you're his. also, there's just something comforting about the feeling of your palm against his, and he finds himself tracing the curvatures of your hand as like it's a map he's trying to memorize. it's a small gesture, but it means the world to him !!

frank does almost every subtle manner. oh, you need a hair tie? he's pulling off one of yours from his wrist. having trouble carrying groceries? he's already there. it's like he has a 6th sense for when you're even slightly uncomfortable.

you're frank's safe place. he can literally feel his worries and fears melt away as you hold each other. you're all he ever wanted love to be, and he knows that as long as he lives, he'll love you.

[pineapplerightsideupcake]

So.. I'm confused about something. If your beliefs in radical feminism say that trans people aren't valid in their feelings of being trans, what's stopping you from making bisexual people not part of the LGB? B stands for bisexual. What if their sexuality is just a phase? What if they are *actually* just heterosexual? For that matter what's stopping you from excluding YOURSELF from the community? At some point, you can't exclude any more people from a space that wasn't supposed to be gatekept to begin with! -Vero of CFC

You people always use that word “valid”. It’s absolutely meaningless post modern nonsense. Trans people feel that despite having a male or female body, their feelings about it change reality. I’m not telling trans people how they feel. Because you’re right, I can’t know that. What I’m telling them is that their feelings don’t change their bio sex. I’m telling them their feelings don’t supersede the rights and dignity of women. That’s not at all the same thing as being same sex attracted.

If I tell you that I am attracted to both men and women you can believe me or not. It doesn’t change my sexuality. You can’t know how I personally experience sexual attraction. But if I tell you I’m an Olympic Figure Skater, that’s something external and material. That’s something that either is or isn’t. And it doesn’t matter how true I want it to be.

This isn’t about people being invalid or valid. It isn’t about telling others I know better than them how they feel. It’s me telling them that their feelings don’t change material reality.

And we don’t get to sidestep reality because language is limited and imprecise. We create words to express ideas and categorize things so we don’t have to start every conversation from the ground up. Think of the quote “a rose by any other name”. The word ‘rose’ is made up but the flower it refers to exists in the material world. And you and everyone on earth could declare a rose a tulip but as long as people needed to specify they’d find a way to invent the word rose again. It’s why every 3 years your movement declares old terms verboten. MtF and FtM got used until people got mad it didn’t erase the reality of bio sex and people just used those terms in place of “male and female”. Then the same thing happened with AFAB and AMAB. Now we’re onto TME and no one knows what anyone is talking about because at the end of the day, people are male or female and no amount of “validation” or the right words erases that reality.

I am bisexual because I am attracted to both men and women. Lesbians are women exclusively attracted to women. Gay men are men exclusively attracted to men. Straight people are exclusively attracted to the opposite sex. The LGB community formed because the thing we had in common- same sex attraction- is punished in most societies. It absolutely was designed to gatekeep. It was a civil rights movement- not a secret club house. The LGB have no more moral responsibility to admit opposite sex attracted people than black activists have to include white or Asian people.

“Queer” has nothing to do with it. Demi flux genderoo aroallo fox kin have nothing to do with it. A group of men that believe their internal state of mind makes them literally a woman has nothing to do with it. You people overran a movement for same sex attracted people, convinced everyone to call our community a slur, and demand that we center heterosexual teens too immature for a relationship thinking that makes them the same as a Gay man.

I’m tired of arguing with 19 year olds that read too much mlm fanfiction that having short hair and wearing hoodies from the boys section doesn’t mean they’re gay men. I’m tired of arguing with those same girls that the 45 year old man with pigtails and a pink pinafore sucking his thumb and holding a dolly on social media isn’t a brave woman defying The Man. He’s just a pervert.

[imsaunteringvaguelydownwards]

On the topic of the tim drake coffee addiction thing bc Im thinking about it again. I’ve seen loads of people make arguments for both sides and tbh both sides have valid points (tho I will say the comic people have considerably more valid points).

Like on one hand, yes it’s fun to play around with their Fanon characterizations, yk the whole Batfam schtick, Bruce Wayne being a good dad (tho that’s a whole other issue), tim and his fucking coffee, blah blah blah. I won’t lie, sure I joke about these characterizations bc it’s fucking fun. It’s alright to enjoy a media in a lighthearted manner bc fuck if life doesn’t suck rn. HOWEVER I think it’s equally important to be able to acknowledge the canon characterizations.

because in all honesty, a lot of the Fanon characterizations butcher their canon versions. Tim CANONICALLY prefers energy drinks (if you want a coffee addict I point you to a miss Barbara Gordon), he CANONICALLY is a chronic napper, and CANONICALLY is more of a skater boy than your typical smart nerdy boy. Yes, dc is a sandbox of canon, you Frankenstein what you want half the time with all the different authors and characterizations, but this doesn’t mean we should completely ignore how they act in canon.

yes, some of them in canon ARE badly written, but some of them are also people just wanting their favorite characters to never fuck it up. Both can be true.

long story short I think comic fans and fanon fans need to find a happy medium. Comic fans can try and get off their high horse and find what they like in these fanon versions, maybe even work to make the fanon versions more canon. Fanon fans need to read some comics and maybe watch a few more shows than just young justice (yj ily but there’s DEFINITELY some inconsistencies there) (kon im sorry for what they did to you) (give this boy his jacket and sunglasses back please god) (I’m not saying fanon fans only watch young justice but it’s certainly a trend I’ve noticed)

anyways yeah this isn’t meant to be serious if you wanna engage and continue this conversation just try to have an open mind and take a step back. A couple of fictional characters we all love are not worth pulling teeth.

[punkeropercyjackson]

@laiosynth

“wow it must suck being the only teen titans member without superpowers”

tim drake, with an unlimited number of memes: “are u kidding”

[xhmeusworld]

atychiphobia (1) | lee chan

genre: non idol! dino, figure skater! dino, skier! reader, sports au

pairings: chan x afab reader

warnings: mentions of anxiety

word count: 5.5k

note: introducing part 1 of chan’s series! i think this will roughly have maybe five to six parts, each being around 5k-6k words. i have included some original characters within the storyline for plot reasons as well, but you should see some familiar names too! let me know what you guys think and if you would like to be added to the tag list ☺️

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you have trained your entire life for the chance to compete in the Olympics. starting at age six, you practiced almost every day. although, at the time, you felt miserable; you knew that you were setting yourself up for victory someday. through countless training sessions and hard work, you caught the attention of the norwegian public earning you the nickname "the scandinavian sweetheart," and a spot to compete in the 2018 olympics in pyeongchang, South Korea.

to you, it felt like you went from being nobody to somebody overnight. after one brilliant run in the FIS Freestyle World Championships, you became a household name. with your almost white hair and beautiful blue eyes, you became a role model for the young girls and a hopeless crush for the boys. your coach, Aksel, basked in the praise and attention that his bright star had begun to receive.

sponsors came rolling in like waves, your follower count on every social media platform skyrocketed, television broadcasts constantly stated the fact that you were the best athlete in the entire country of norway. to Aksel, this meant that after coaching you for nearly ten years, his work was beginning to payoff. their work was beginning to payoff.

however, you did not see it that way.

in your mind, your work had yet to begun.

before you could begin to believe that you were indeed the Scandinavian sweetheart, you had to prove to yourself that you deserved the title, that you deserved to be in Pyeongchang. the only way to do that is to win gold.

other athletes were hungry for the gold mainly for the fame and validation that accompanied it while with you; you just didn't want to be a disappointment to yourself and your country.

"y/n, are you listening to me?"

you turned your eyes away from the view outside the car window and turned your head toward your coach, your eyebrows raised. "Yes, Aksel?"

"we are almost to the hotel, so I want to lie down some ground rules," he explained. "one, do not pig out on any form of sweets. two, you will be asleep by eleven at the latest to make sure you are well rested. finally, three, do not go anywhere without informing me first even if you just want coffee down the street. I will drive you in the car."

Aksel rented a car for their sixteen day stay in Pyeongchang in case you wished to travel throughout the city. the thought of you taking the bus or walking made his stomach churn. due to the sickness that was plaguing multiple countries during the winter months, he was terrified you would become sick before your competition even begun.

of course, you had no problem with following any of the rules you coach created. you did not have an outgoing personality, so staying up past eleven and traveling throughout Korea wasn't something you were planning to do.

the car rolled to a stop outside the hotel and the cold air of Pyeongchang felt like a slap in the face to you as you climbed out. of course, norway was colder than Korea currently, but after being in a heated car for a few hours, you were caught off guard.

Aksel walked around to the back of the car, you following close behind, willing to help carry whatever your small frame could.

"put this on," Aksel instructed, holding something out toward you as he opened the trunk.

you took the item into the palm of your hand, a look of pure confusion on your face. "why do I have to wear a face mask?"

"because of sickness, y/n," he replied, pulling multiple suitcases out of the trunk of the car. "the flu is going around and it's common courtesy to wear a mask to prevent the spread."

you did not like germs. you were borderline germaphobic even. the thought of millions of bacteria floating through the air was enough to set you on edge, but you also despised the feeling of the cloth against your face. the texture just felt wrong. however, you did as you were told without complaint.

you positioned the strings of the cloth behind your ears before reaching down to grab your backpack, slinging it onto your back, and your suitcase.

"I got your skis," Aksel told you, slamming the trunk shut. He slung his duffel bag over his shoulder before grabbing your fluorescent yellow skis off of the ground and starting toward the entrance of the hotel.

you quickly followed, your breath coming out in puffs and fading into the frozen air.

when they entered the hotel, the first thing that greeted them was a small Korean man positioned behind the front desk. He smiled as they saw them. "hello. welcome to the Athlete Village."

you let Aksel do the talking while you glanced around at the architecture. Everything just looked so elegant and grand. you felt slightly out of place.

"Which athlete is competing?" the dark-haired man asked.

Aksel stated your name and the man turned to his computer, typing quickly.

"We have her rooming with another women," the Korean man explained. "Is that okay?"

"y/n-“ Aksel spoke, but when he turned around you were no longer behind him. Instead your feet carried you across the hotel lobby and into the arms of a familiar red-haired girl.

the girl was caught off guard at the sudden contact, causing her to drop her bags onto the floor.

"y/n, you are so lucky that I wasn't carrying my skis!" she cried. "you could have just came up and hugged me like a normal human being instead of attacking me."

you grinned, your arms still around the korean girl's neck. "what would be the fun in that, jihyo?"

with a defeated grin, the korean girl hugged her best friend of four years tightly. "It's really good to see you."

"I can't believe it's been six months since we've seen each other."

jihyo opened to her mouth to respond, but was interrupted by Aksel who cleared his throat loudly.

"you and y/n will be roommates for the duration of your stay," he explained. "each country has their own designated floor; however, I pulled some springs and jihyo’s coach allowed her to be placed on Norway's instead of south korea’s. I assumed that you both would like to be placed together instead of with a stranger."

you and jihyo were best friends. you were the best friends that had countless inside jokes and would stay up until early morning talking about anything and everything. jihyo even decided to train in Norway for part of the year to be closer to you. but though all the jokes and laughs, they both knew that putting them in a hotel room together was not the greatest idea.

"that’s why coach just randomly shoved a keycard in my hand and took off," jihyo scoffed. she ran a hand through her hair before muttering "god give me strength," under her breath. you easily overheard.

"why would God have to give you strength if you are rooming with me? I am a blessing after all," you teased.

jihyo rolled her eyes as they followed Aksel toward the elevator that would carry them all the way up to the eighteenth floor which was built to house as many athletes from Norway as possible.

to the two athletes, the elevator ride seemed extremely short while Aksel felt that it lasted forever. from the lobby floor to the eighteenth, he had to tell you to calm down a total of five times due to your rapid talking directed toward jihyo.

at last they were standing in front of room 46.

"this is your room," the older man remarked. "here’s your room key. please be responsible and do not lose it."

"I won't!" you retorted.

"but remember our rules, y/n," Aksel advised.

“of course. don’t eat sweets, don't stay up past eleven and if I want to go anywhere, I have to inform you."

aksel smiled. "i knew you were always smart." He reached into his duffel bag and tossed a box into your hands. "also, here."

your eyes widened as you surveyed what you were holding. "condoms? why are you giving me a box of condoms?"

"they are not from me. the Olympic village gives each athlete a small box every year." the older man said casually as if it wasn't a big deal. "use them as you please."

"so you are giving me permission?" you asked warily, raising your eyebrows.

"as long as you are asleep by eleven, there won't be a problem," Aksel responded. "i’ll be on the coach's floor if you need me."

as your coach started back down the hallway toward the elevators, you handed your to key to jihyo who didn't feel like digging her own key out of her bag.

jihyo swapped the card in the door and pushed it open before stepping inside.

"would you like to explain to me why each athlete gets condoms when they check in?" you asked as she shut the door behind her.

the red-headed girl chucked her bags onto the floor before replying. "have you heard anyone say 'what happens in the Olympic village stays in the Olympic village?' well, it's because casual sex happens a lot. I mean, a lot."

jihyo pulled her jacket off, bending down to stuff it into one of her many suitcases. "I read an article a couple weeks ago that said Pyeongchang are expecting 2,925 athletes to compete. If you are a math whiz like me, that works out to around thirty-seven condoms per person."

you stepped past the older girl, sitting your suitcase onto the bed furthest from the window. you unzipped it before stuffing your red Norway jacket inside.

"the article also said at the Olympic Games in Seoul in 1988, there were so many condoms on top of athlete housing that they literally had to make a rule banning outdoor sex."

your face twisted in disgust at the thought of actually being naked outside with another person. the very thought of being naked in front of another person disgusted you, but doing it where there was no privacy was even worse.

"what person needs thirty-seven condoms over a two-week time frame?" you asked, tucking a strand of your blonde hair behind your ear.

jihyo grinned. "oh, you poor innocent child. when my sister was in the Olympics in 2000 she went through fifteen and some of her friends went through more than that."

your hometown of Oslo, Norway was called the one night stand capital of Europe for a reason. casual sex was a common occurrence and when you used to attend public school, it seemed like every day someone in group of friends had hooked up with someone. you were only one who didn't broadcast your sex life or therefore; your lack of one. so hearing that some people were able to have sex at least fifteen times in a two week period was amazing to you.

"let’s go explore downstairs. I heard that there is a pool." jihyo pulled a plain black hoodie onto her body. "besides, I'm starving."

"do you think there will be grandiosa?" you asked curiously.

"you are the only person who comes to South Korea hoping for Norwegian frozen pizza."

•••

due to this being the first time you had ever had the opportunity to compete in the Olympics, you were nervous to go downstairs.

jihyo was full of excitement and energy. she was excited to see fellow athletes that she hadn't seen since the last Winter Olympics. she was so excited that she failed to see how uncomfortable the younger girl felt.

jihyo had always been known as an outgoing and adventurous person. no matter what was thrown her way, she took it in stride. whether it be meeting someone new or traveling to a foreign country, she could deal with it without stumbling. that was the prime reason why you and her got along as well as you did.

every single time you were with jihyo, you were shoved out of your comfort zone.

today was no different.

you weren’t exactly nervous about meeting new people. you were just afraid that you would embarrass herself.

the two individuals threaded in between the multiple tables that filled the dining area of the hotel, but jihyo automatically stopped in her tracks when you clutched onto her arm, forcing her to stop.

"oh my god," you said, your eyes widening.

jihyo looked at her with puzzlement on her face. "what? what are you looking at?"

you nodded her head in the direction of a brown-haired girl. "it’s jiheon.”

jihyo’s eyes darted back and forth between you two, surprise in her features. "how did she even make it to the Olympics? the last time I saw her skate, she sucked."

"she was barely fourteen when you saw her last," you retorted, your anxiety spiking. "she’s like really good now."

almost as if the younger girl knew she was being discussed, she turned her head in the direction of where you were standing. before jiheon could comprehend who she was looking at, you grabbed jihyo’s arm shoving her toward one of the tables.

"she’s looking over here. get under the table now!" you got on your hands and knees, pulling the back the tablecloth and seeking solstice under the small round surface. "come on! hurry up!"

jihyo appeared beside in a mess of arms and legs and a hiss left her lips as she happened to hit her leg against one of the wooden chairs. "ow, fuck!"

"hush!" you told her, half tempted to place a hand over your best friend's mouth.

"i wasn't even being loud!" the older girl protested.

"do you even realize what her being here means, jihyo?" you questioned. "bad things! it means bad things are bound to happen!"

"why? you guys used to be like extremely close to one another."

you gave your best friend a pointed look and realization dawned on jihyo’s face. "oh, I get it now."

"yeah and if we run into each other, I will-"

your words trailed off as the white tablecloth shifted to reveal a boy with curly brown hair. he stared at the two humans under the table with curiosity in his eyes, but he did not speak.

he seemed slightly familiar to you, but you couldn't place where you had seen him before.

the awkward eye contact that you were holding with the boy was broken as a noise was heard from above.

"why are you looking under the table?" a voice questioned, curiosity in his voice. 

the tablecloth moved once again as another boy peeked his head in to survey the two girls. "oh, that's why."

"do a lot of people hide under the table at the Olympics?" the curly haired boy asked.

"not usually."

you smiled sheepishly at the two boys before turning to your best friend. "i think we are in the clear now."

"we were probably in the clear before," the older girl mumbled as they climbed out from under the table to see that jiheon was in fact out of sight.

"i don't appreciate the tone that you use when you are talking to me."

"do I look like I care?" she questioned.

their blickering was interrupted by one of the boys in front of them clearing their throat.

"why were you guys hiding under the table?" the younger boy asked, cocking his head to the side.

"oh, it's such a long story, but needless to say, we were trying to avoid someone." you couldn't help but blush as the boy spoke to you. you couldn't believe that you got caught hiding under a table by two boys because you were afraid to speak to a girl you hadn't seen in almost two years.

"she was trying to avoid someone. I was not," jihyo clarified.

the black haired boy just smiled, gesturing to himself and the other boy. "I'm joshua hong and this is vernon chwe."

at the mention of the two korean boys' names, your mind was refreshed and instantly flashed back to the last time you had saw them skate. it had been over two years ago.

you had been amazed by the man named josh and how he seemed to have the entire audience in the palm of his hand without even trying. the plushies thrown into the rink at the end of his performance to celebrate almost brought tears to your eyes.

with vernon, you remembered him for his flawless routine that was particularly hard, especially for someone for his age. however, he pulled it off effortlessly. you also remembered him falling asleep against josh’s shoulder during one of their post interviews.

jihyo smiled at the boys. "I'm jihyo and before you think I'm a freak, she's the one that dragged me under the table, not the other way around. I'm completely normal, I promise."

you rolled your eyes. "she's not normal. she's a liar." you turned back to josh and vernon. "it’s nice to meet you guys. I'm y/n."

josh raised his eyebrows at you. "you saw us skate before, haven't you? you were sitting in the VIP section and you told me good luck right before I got on the ice."

on top of irrational fear of failure, you were also afraid of being forgotten. you were afraid that the moment your soul left the earth that your name would leave the world's minds. you would mean nothing, so the shock on your face was apparent as josh explained that after two years he remembered your face.

your tone of voice gave away your surprise to his reaction. "yeah, I'm surprised you remembered that."

"well, it made me feel happy, so yeah, thank you for that." josh gave you a kind smile. "have you guys ate anything yet?"

jihyo shook her head. "No, but I'm starving."

josh gestured in the direction behind him before turning back towards the girls. "uh, we have a bunch of friends in the lounge room. there’s food in there if you would like to join us."

you opened your mouth to respond, but jihyo was already replying. "of course, we would love to!"

with everyone in agreement, the girls followed the boys toward the lounge area for any of the athletes who wished to use it.

as they entered the lounge area only two people were present. your eyes widened with recognition as you took in the sight of the two familiar human before you.

"y/n!" hirai momo screeched, throwing herself into the arms of the younger girl the moment she realized she was in the room. "I've missed you so much!"

choi seungcheol smiled at the blonde girl. "she really has. all she's been talking about for the last few weeks is how she'll get to see you at the Olympics."

"you are as excited to see her as I am," momo retorted. "Don't act like you're not!"

"I'm not acting," seungcheol responded as momo stepped back from the Norwegian girl, allowing her figure skating partner to step forward.

the dark-haired boy held his hands out to his sides, gesturing for you to come forward and hug him. you slowly wrapped her arms around seungcheol’s waist. his arms tightened around your small frame for a brief period before he mumbled "we both really missed you."

"I missed you guys too," you responded, your voice muffled by the boy’s shirt.

jihyo snickered beside you as she noticed the red color that had appeared on your normally pale cheeks.

a few seconds later, you guys pulled away from one another, which allowed momo to once again throw her arm over your shoulder.

"chan was here a few minutes ago, but I think he decided to go take a nap in his room," she explained. "but don't worry, you'll meet him soon."

a flash of black hair appeared in her mind at the mention of the name chan; however, you couldn't picture his face.

"sana, sana, come here!" momo gestured to the small Asian girl who had just entered the room.

the girl named sana came over to the small group of figure skaters, a smile on her face. "Hi!"

"sana, this is y/n and her friend, jihyo," momo explained. "y/n is competing in freestyle skiing for Norway while jihyo is competing in alpine skiing for korea."

jihyo smiled. "Nice to meet you."

you gave the girl a smile as well. "i’ve seen you skate before. You are very elegant."

momo responded with a polite thank you as momo led you toward the couch that seungcheol had previously been sitting on; his spot was now occupied by Joshua Hong.

due to not having seen you in person for at least six months, momo’s lips moved a mile a minute as she covered every topic from ice dancing to her and seungcheol’s YouTube channel.

you listened carefully and carried on the conversation until she was interrupted by the red headed korean girl.

jihyo cleared her throat.

"i don't mean to be rude, but where's the food?"

•••

you had only been in Pyeongchang for almost two days and you were already finding yourself feeling homesick. maybe you missed the weather of Norway or maybe you just missed not having huge amounts of pressure on your shoulders. you weren’t exactly sure. all you knew was that you missed home.

Aksel assured you that what you were feeling was completely normal and it was as a result of the fact that you never had been this far away from your home country before.

you had trouble adjusting to the time change as well. when it was night fall in South Korea, it was mid-afternoon in Norway. needless to say, you hadn't gotten much sleep since arriving and it was easy to tell.

a yawn escaped your lips as all the athletes were ushered toward the dining area after the introduction ceremony. over 2,500 athletes from various countries all had to stand up on stage and be introduced to everyone in attendance. you would be lying if you said that you didn't fall asleep on your coach’s shoulder until your name was called.

it was now almost ten at night and all the athletes were just now about to eat dinner. much to the blonde's surprise, you didn't feel that hungry. all you wanted to do was go to sleep.

"hey, jihyo?" you asked, grabbing ahold of your roommate's arm as weaved through the crowd of people. "i think I'm going to go to our room."

the red-headed girl furrowed her eyebrows with concern. "are you feeling okay?"

you gave a weak smile. "you know Aksel's rules. in bed by eleven."

you loved jihyo dearly, but you didn't want to admit how scared you were to compete and how that was draining you mentally. during the entire Olympic introduction ceremony, multiple athletes; some you knew, some you didn't, approached you and wished you luck. everyone seemed to know your name and were hoping that you made Norway proud.

that just made you feel extremely pressured and nervous. what would happen if you failed? what would happen if you didn't medal? not only would your entire country be disappointed, so would Aksel, your mother, and at the current rate, the whole world.

you could imagine the headlines now as you started down the hallway toward the elevator.

y/n, the Scandinavian sweetheart, falls short in first Olympic debut.

you wouldn't be able to recover from that. a failure that extreme would cause you to put away your skis forever.

a familiar voice pulled you out of your thoughts while also causing your blood to run cold.

"well, it's none other y/n. it's been such a long time."

you knew that you should keep walking. you knew that you shouldn't stop and acknowledge the person speaking from behind you, but every muscle in your body seemed to lock up at the sound of the voice.

you slowly turned around to face the brown-haired boy who was watching you with an amused smirk on his face as he walked toward you.

"i knew that you were bound to make it to the Olympics this year, especially with all the news coverage you've been receiving," jonas solhelm told you. "you are finally having your talent recognized. jiheon was so happy when they called you up on stage."

you surveyed the taller boy in front of you with wary eyes. his tone of voice was too nice. too fake.

although jonas wasn't invading your personal space yet, you still felt boxed in. you felt like you were trapped unable to escape.

"are you still with that choi dude?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest. "or did Aksel make you break up with him?"

"seungcheol and I were never together," you responded, your voice barely above a whisper. "we are just good friends."

you were being honest, but you could tell by jonas’s facial expression that he didn't believe you.

the boy shrugged. "i noticed that he wasn't sitting at your table, so i was just curious, but whatever you say. it honestly doesn't matter to me anyway."

then why did you ask?

the thought that jonas had been close enough to you to see your table during the introduction ceremony made you feel slightly ill. he was watching you when you didn't even know that he was present in the room.

you desperately wanted to escape to your room or to the dining area where the dinner was underway, but it was practically impossible to do so. if you tried to walk past jonas or tried to walk the opposite direction away from him, he would most likely grab your arm to keep you from leaving.

"jiheon told me that she thought she saw you yesterday in the dining area, but she wasn't sure because you disappeared before she could reach you." your hands began to shake as jonas inched closer to you. "last time i knew you and her were on good terms. why are you avoiding her? it would break her heart to know that you no longer want to speak to her."

you had never been weak-minded or weak-willed. you knew that jonas was just trying to get a reaction out of you. he was trying to get you to feel guilty, but somehow his words still felt like knives hitting your skin.

"jonas, please just leave me alone, okay?" you responded, your voice surprisingly firm. "you and I are on polite terms. don’t ruin that."

your words seemed to go in jonas’s ears and leave without even making an impact. he just stepped closer to you. "that’s why i’m talking to you, y/n. because we are on polite terms. i’m just being nice. i’m doing nothing wrong."

all of the words that were filling your mind; begging you to tell jonas off, begging you to tell him to leave you alone once more, seemed to disappear the moment you needed them most.

"i think she said to leave her alone," a voice responded from behind jonas causing him to turn.

you weren’t able to see who the speaker was based on jonas obstructing your view, but you couldn't help but breath sigh a relief at the thought of no longer being alone with jonas. he made you feel extremely unsafe.

"you aren't a part of this conversation," jonas backfired.

the boy with the dark hair stepped in between jonas and you, his body slightly turned toward you in a protective stance. "yes, I am, and now, you no longer are."

you took in the boy positioned in front of you and your eyes rested on his frame. one word popped into your mind.

chan.

this was chan.

jonas and the boy facing off against one another had to be an odd sight. jonas was every bit the height of six foot, so he had a good five inches on chan, but he didn't look intimidated in the slightest. he stood his ground with his head held high while you remained silent, praying that a fight wouldn't occur.

when jonas realized that the boy wasn't going to move from his position, he rolled his eyes. "whatever." he made brief eye contact with you. "hopefully, i’ll see you around at some point."

he turned around and headed back toward the dining area. you watched him go until he was out of sight.

"are you okay?" chan asked, his dark eyes meeting contact with your bright blue ones as he turned to face you. "he didn't hurt you or anything?"

you swallowed the lump that had formed in your throat and took a deep breath before responding. "no, he didn't. thank you so much for helping me."

"no worries." he smiled, holding out his hand for you to shake. "i’m lee chan."

when you accepted chan’s hand, you hoped that he didn't realize how clammy your hands were. he showed no signs that he noticed. "so you are chan. it’s an honor to meet you. i’m y/n."

chan cocked his head to the side. "momo and seungcheol haven't stopped talking about you since they arrived."

that statement caused a smile to appear on your features. "only good things, i hope?"

chan nodded. "absolutely. they both adore you. they also never shut up about how talented you are when it comes to skiing."

you did not particularly like praise, but you never felt embarrassed by it, so you were shocked when you found yourself cheeks heating up at the boy's words.

"I heard that you are amazing in your sport as well."

he shrugged. "i'm okay." he was quick to change the subject.

"um, would you mind if i walked you back to your room?" chan asked. "just in case that guy tries to bother you again."

you knew jonas solheim better than you knew yourself. there was no way he was going to try to approach you again after the encounter with chan. however, you weren't about to turn down the figure skater's kind gesture.

"yeah, sure. thank you."

you and chan started down the hallway. although he was taller, you were able to keep up with his stride easily.

as they arrived at the elevator, you clicked the button, causing the silver doors open up and both of you stepped inside.

"what floor is norway?" The figure skater asked.

"eighteen."

"cool. my floor is six."

the button lit up as it was pressed and the elevator doors closed.

the elevator had reached the fifth floor before chan decided to break the silence. "so who was that guy?" he asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

"jonas solhelm, norway's prime athlete in skeleton," you responded, glancing down at your feet. that wasn't the answer chan wanted; you knew that. he wanted to know how you knew the boy, but that detail wasn't important.

"skeleton honestly scares the shit out of me," chan replied with a visible shudder.

you giggled, causing a feeling of happiness to form in the figure skater's chest at the fact that he was able to make you laugh after what occurred in the hallway. "me too. sliding down a course head first at sixty miles or more an hour is very scary, but some people live for the thrill."

"figure skating is enough of a thrill for me."

only a few seconds later, the elevator doors opened and the two athletes stepped out into the hallway.

It didn't take long to get to room forty-six.

"well, this is my room," you remarked, stopping in front of the door that had a gold 46 engraved on it.

"alright," chan said, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "have a nice sleep, okay? i know how tiring today has been for all of us."

you slid your key card in the door and a clicking sounded. "you too, chan. thank you for walking me to my room. i really appreciate it."

he smiled. "couldn’t risk you getting cornered by that creep again."

you pushed the door to room open, leaning against it. "goodnight, chan."

"sweet dreams, y/n."

TAGS: @aaniag @wonwooz1 @chweverni

[psych1cwound]

okay. okay guys. new muses. hardcore band continental breakfast, lead by danielle "danny" cabrera. i imagine they sound a lot like scowl, knocked loose, and drain. but who's to say. pin boards and muses in general super under construction but, i need validation.

danny cabrera : lead singer, gymrat, moshpit queen, generally imposing and intimidating, take no shit kinda gal, but also is so sweet offstage, like you wouldn't believe she's the one barking and snarling and screaming and shit on stage.

riley clark : super slutty tatted guitar playing diva. even though his bandmates tell him not to, he posts thirst traps to get people to go to cb shows. it often works. says he's not gay but definitely is and it's not like an in the closet thing he just does whatever he wants and doesn't like to label it.

santana beltran : second guitarist, the one with the solos and squeals (a la gatecreeper). super chill, probably your weed dealer, but also gets into messy lesbian drama like every other day. a menace to the local gay community. classically trained in guitar and piano and put that power to good use by getting super into metal <3 ended up in a regionally famous hardcore band by accident.

mason "moonie" stone : bassist, sweetheart, lover of cats. used to be in a black metal band with santana but also ended up in cb by accident. he just got along too well with everyone <3 6'5" brick shithouse but is truly a gentle giant. very strange though, like very weird and offputting. has three cats named beans, garth, and susan.

nico brady : drummer, teenage dirtbag type shit, inspired by steve-o and 90's skater boys ... annoying as fuck, kind of well hated because he's a HUGE bitch and he's always lighting stuff on fire. like he's so little brother coded, but also rodrick heffley coded.

[mordenandmerry]

So my brother recently came out as trans to me soon after I can out as trans to him and honestly it’s so nice to transition together. Like yes let’s share names and do each others masc makeup and obsess over bi skater boy clothing. It’s incredibly validating.

[princeasimdiya12]

You know, I'm worried about the hypocrisy of people in relation to Arajin who hate him because he doesn't want to fight with anyone while there are other characters who are also annoying. zabu; he is a bully and only cares about his friends at first he was horrible to arajin and he only changed his behavior because of matakara. Marito; It's horrible the way he treats Matakara, mocking him, I'm happy he got a beating. arajin's mother also bothers me the way she talks to arajin's friends like ideal age for what? Unpopular opinion, if there was no Senya or Matakara in the anime, Arajin would suffer heavy bullying and would also be beaten a lot.

I think the reason fans hate on Arajin while liking/tolerating everyone else is for various reasons that don't come off as hypocritical.

For starters, Arajin is the MC in a shonen fight series. You'd expect for the MC to have some interest in the main theme of the series or at least make an effort to try and be involved in it. Like Izuku Midoriya training to be a hero, Denji working as a Devil Hunter while being part Devil, Laios Touden being an adventurer who enjoys eating monsters etc. But for Arajin to be a wimp who hates fighting and tries to chicken out every time? While it is subversive in terms of writing, it does leave a bad taste for fans who have their expectations when it comes to anime protagonists. It's not as enjoyable following a protagonist who isn't invested in the show's themes like the audience. It also doesn't help that his views about women are pretty gross, even for a teenage boy.

Secondly, given that Bucchigiri is a shonen fight anime, it's expected that most of the characters would have some background as a fighter, delinquent or street thug. You don't come into a fighting anime only for the main characters to do something else like being professional swimmers who value teamwork or mellow skaters who get along with everyone.

We expect Zabu to be a bully because that's how most delinquents in fiction are. They're supposed to be jerks who harass kids they see as weaker then them but it's only later on do we start to appreciate them when we see their positive traits that develop their character beyond their given stereotype. Much like with Zabu when we see how much he cares for Matakara and felt genuine remorse for his part in the Gang War Arc.

Marito being a vicious and bloodthirsty jerk works since he's supposed to be a gang leader who lives for a good fight. It fits the show's theme and how he revels in battle, something that contrasts the non-violent Arajin. And his mistreatment of Matakara is usually done as retaliation whenever puppy boy does something that would warrant Marito to fight back (standing between him and Kenichirou in Episode 4, the wrestling episode, him picking a fight against Marito and later beating up Jabishiri in Episode 10). If he picked on Matakara on a whim, then that would be uncalled for. But Marito usually uses a valid reason for why he fights.

As for Arajin's mom, I'm sorry if she bothers you for how she talks to the other banchos but I personally haven't seen her crossing any lines or moral boundaries. She greets them with warm enthusiasm but hadn't done anything that would come off as creepy or questionable. Though if there are specific/consistent examples that I missed, I'd appreciate it if you could tell me anon.

And that's possibly true about how Arajin would be in literal hell if he didn't have his old friend and Senya to help him.

[punkeropercyjackson]

@laiosynth

Just another night of saving your little brother’s hide

[althea-and-alcestris]

Relations

Coming to the conclusion that Thea could relate to nearly all of the Overblot victims

Riddle - Overblotted due to effects of parental trauma, an overbearing and controlling mother and carrying the mindset of all rules must be followed all throughout his life because of her

Oh lord, Thea could relate to parental trauma a lot. Growing up with a controlling father and being the 'Golden Child' left its toll on her. Although Riddle's case never got too physical for all we know, Thea's father was not afraid to go to physical lengths (be it severe or mild) to get his point across. And due to this, she's damaged both mentally and physically. She can hide her scars from the world with makeup but she can never hide how broken her upbringing has made her, becoming way too polite to ever say no and fearing failure as if it was the day of judgement. She has a lot of trauma responses to certain things like yelling, sudden movements, being scolded, etc.

Leona - Overblotted due to trauma of always being second choice, never being recognized for his work and his plans being overwritten

Yeah our girl has one hell of an issue with wanting validation and recognition which she never got at home. She did her best, putting her blood sweat and tears into everything she was made to do only to be told that 'her best is not enough'.

Azul - Overblotted due to his insecurities and body image issues surfacing (and his contracts, the result of his hard work being destroyed but yk)

Oh boy. Yeah Thea suffered with body image issues and still suffers with insecurities also because of her father. She was forced on a strict diet to maintain a certain weight which her father said was because figure skaters are supposed to be skinny (which is not true but in reality he was just biased that beauty is in skinny) and that she should hide her scars because they make her hideous.

Vil - Overblotted due to never being good enough/pretty enough, always being cast as the villain, Neige LeBlanche (I don't like him, shoo)

As discussed earlier, Thea was always trying her hardest to meet expectations only for it to be never enough. She could never win in her father's game. Always shunned for her efforts failing to satisfy him and her beauty 'not being able to meet the standards'.

Malleus - Overblotted due to being isolated all his life, with everyone eventually leaving even Lilia who was always there for him

Thea was isolated since childhood because in her father's opinion, making friends/finding a love interest and all that fun stuff would only distract her from reaching the limits of her talent. So she was never allowed to socialize, go out alone and was homeschooled most of her life. Her only support used to be her mother who unfortunately passed away when Thea was only thirteen.

Thea is quick to step in when an Overblot happens, helping in since she relates so much and she does not want others to go through the same pain. But who is going to help her?

[keeleybop]

Keeley checked her reflection once more in the mirror, deliberating whether she should keep her hair tucked or untucked in case it made her ears look too big. Thankfully, Noah wasn’t around to lounge on the sofa and make fun of her - although, if pressed, she would admit that she missed having his annoying ass around, especially now that there were rumours circulating about the Shattered Diamonds extending their tour. In this instance, she could set her own clinginess aside and take a moment to feel grateful that he wasn’t here to mercilessly tease her about how much she was fretting about her appearance.

Normally, her hair was scraped back in a ponytail or braided into two French plaits so she could teach her tinies how to do gymnastics. But although a lot of work went into deciding which pink two-piece she wanted to wear to the gym, she didn’t have much time to worry about things like make-up or what anyone else would think about her. Although, some of her kids did have a hot dad.

With Théo due to meet her outside at any moment though, she found herself wrinkling her nose as she took in the way her freckles smudged together too much. Suddenly, her hair looked limp and flat, her eyes were the wrong shade of blue and she had absolutely chosen the wrong lipgloss. 

“Holy shit, will you get it together?” she scolded her reflection. 

It had been so long, far too long actually, since she’d acted like this over a boy. It used to be that when she followed her dad to the paddock, she’d always make sure that her red locks were sleek and glossy and that her outfits would have the Twitter stans posting photo after photo of them with various emojis to document their envy. And as much as Keeley liked dressing up in a cute co-ord set with strappy sandals, those outfits had never been for her but for Harrison. She’d longed for the way he’d wink at her when he was supposed to be focusing on an interview, or when he’d find her after at a party and compliment her on how she looked, leaving her rosy and glowing for days. Of course, those feelings for Harrison had long since disappeared and she had thought that her need for male validation would have vanished alongside them. Then, she met Théo Moreau.

He wasn’t like Harrison at all. He was kind in a way that felt like a warm glow had been cast around Keeley whenever she was near him. He laughed at the kind of jokes Noah would normally roll his eyes at, he paid her compliments about things that went further than her looks and he let her talk his ear off about Animal Crossing even though she doubted he cared at all about her island. He was just nice and he was good-looking and that accent? It was altogether impossible for Keeley not to fall for a boy that made her feel safe.

Hence the reason she felt like she was slipping back into old habits, letting the thud-thud of her heart when she thought about Théo’s smile dictate how she saw herself whenever she looked in the mirror. At least this time she’d managed to convince herself to wear an outfit that she felt comfortable in, like her pink Docs, white skater skirt and matching baby-tee with strawberries embroidered on it. It felt like her, but she still felt herself hoping that Théo would like the way she looked in it.

Which was ridiculous! This wasn’t even a date! It was just the two of them hanging out without Elodie and Lando for once. And as much as she liked Théo’s twin sister and knew Lando from streaming, she was glad to be able to finally hang out with Théo one on one. It was hard to get a read on him in a group setting. Normally, Lando took up too much of his attention for Keeley to ever be able to pull his focus back to her but if the two of them finally got to spend some time together on their own, maybe she’d be able to see if it was possible for this crush of hers to actually mean something. 

The buzzer for her apartment sounded and she bit her lip, casting herself another baleful look in the mirror and suddenly feeling too pale and too freckly and too nothing. Grabbing her pink denim jacket from where she’d flung it haphazardly over the arm of the sofa the night before she slid it on and made her way downstairs, feeling clammy and panicky and like she should maybe fake an illness and call this whole thing off. That was, up until she opened the door and found Théo’s smiling face on the other side.

Her heart beat out that familiar, funny little rhythm again and she was helpless to do anything but smile back as her eyes traced his white teeth and the way his blonde hair flopped charmingly into his eyes. 

“Hi,” she greeted him softly, no longer feeling like she wasn’t worthy of spending time with him. Théo wasn’t the kind of guy to make her feel bad about herself, she was sure of it. If anything, he was the kind of guy whose only fault would be sending ‘Sweet Nothing’ by Taylor Swift to the very top of her Spotify unwrapped by the end of the year. God, she hoped they’d be something more by the end of the year, actually.

“Are you ready to go? I figured you hadn’t been down Troutman just yet and they have this thing there called the Bushwick Collective. It’s like this organised street art display and it’s totally free. I’ve never bothered with it but I know you like art so I figured… it might be something you want to see?” She winced as her voice went up at the end, wondering if she should be embarrassed about all the overthinking she’d done in order to come up with an outing so specifically tailored to Théo’s interests.

[punkeropercyjackson]

@refrigeratedboombursts

waiter waiter more vampire timkon please!

prev vampire timkon drawing!!!

[sharonisthebettercarter]

Idk nor care who tf shitlander nor bitcher is, but I do know and care for spiderdads/spiderparents (pbmj X Miguel). I'd rather read a fanfic where Peter B. is a figure skater and Miguel a hockey player. Peter is an ice skater who despises the hockey players whom practice right after him. Particularly given the one that makes an effort to dominate him both on and off the ice (Miguel).

OOH~!

valid, valid, valid, SO fucking VALID~<3<3<3! i LOVE this idea<3<3<3!

can i expand ooh i hope you don't mind<3

okay... okay. gah i'm excited OKAY

i wanna add a layered element here in which miguel is actually just trying to help peter get better because there's a grace element to figure skating that i wouldn't quite picture peter to... well? let's just say if he's a gem, he's in need of some polishing~<3 and maybe miguel is *actually* like honest to gawd familiar with said polishing/techniques~<3/etc.

i could see it tho<3 i still want them kinda maybe sorta to be spooderpeoples on the side, and i LOVE that miguel is a vampire and i can't live without that so of course i'ma make the boi struggle with that too<3 don't mind my dumbass throwing in mpreg (because OF COURSE i fucking always do)

BUTT~<3

what if~<3 peter is a fantastic skater with a TON of potential, but a little rough in the art of his craft~<3

miguel~<3 maybe a bit of grumpy dick forever on the surface LIKES peter and really SEES a ton of potential he actually wants to see flourish and bloom~<3 but he's totally inept when it comes to emotionally expressing this in a healthy way and comes off.

as horribly constipated as he fricken' is. OOH~! so OF COURSE it comes off that way~<3 maybe with a little bit of the buzzy little feeling because peter boo's just so CUTE to him<3

what if it's worse when they're busy being spooderpeoples~<3

so what happens~<3? well i could picture a very ROUGH start with miguel correcting peter's form at every turn, but who knows, maybe the boi has a bit of a background with figure skating himself ~<3 or even speed skating, and moved on to hockey post vampirism (or some other reason lol). either way, he means well, probably likes~<3 peter, but pisses him the fuck off<3<3<3 and then there's certainly carnal and pheromone attraction~<3<3<3

OOH~<3 i can see LOTSA things happening<3 ;))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

but mostly and certainly a love story~<3 maybe where miguel actually *helps* peter win his competition~! and who knows, maybe peter even knows a thing or two about hockey~<3 and he ends up helping miguel win a game or two~<3<3<3 because i LOVE when couples help bring the best out in each other and i could DEF see that here<3<3<3

as far as mpreg goes maybe peter boo hits a little sitch that makes him want to take a lil break from his career~<3 miguel could possibly be an absolute butt about it or encourage him to finish out the competition at least or peter finds out just after the competition~<3<3<3

;)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

[jdorian]

get to know me EVEN better 🫣

I was tagged by @forthewolves thank you lovely mwuah 💛

I'm gonna drop it under the cut cuz its a bit long~

also I just answered some of these in the other post, so pay no mind to the 2 copy+pastes uhhh

three ships: (I'm gonna give three different ones here though, it pays to be a multishipper hehe) chanoey, hilson, spideypool

first ever ship: I wanna say... Hiei x Kurama from YYH?? Or maybe Leon and Yuri from Kaleido Star?? idk I was like 12 it's gotta be one of these 🥲

last song: The Moon Will Sing by The Crane Wives

last movie: still Barbie... you gotta understand that I watch TV shows all the time, but I can't make myself sit down and watch a movie that I haven't seen before, more than once every 3 years

currently reading: I am shamelessly rereading all things bright and beautiful by @forthewolves because of feels™ and because the last time I read it was just before I actually started watching the show 🤭

currently watching: you know it already and it's probably gonna be the same for the next couple of months because I'm hooked 🥲

consuming: can of diet coke ✌️

currently craving: validation and motivation ugh

nicknames: okay so I have sooo many, mainly because I used to use my first name and then my middle name for 14 years each, before I changed my name lol but also because I've been in fandom since I was like 12 so I accumulated a lot of character names that I was associated with at the time, I listen to anything at this point... that being said the ones I'm actually willing to give here are: newbs (which is 10/10 btw) and newbster haha

zodiac: pisces 🐠

fav music: goood so many but uhh indie/alternative stuff mostly, slavic electro folk, drum and bass, electro swing, newschool rockabilly/rock 'n' roll, anything good tbh, not techno though

followers: 1365

following: 273 (I've been going out of my way to follow more blogs that post stuff that I like, but I had a big cleanup there like 3 months ago)

do you get asks: sometimes, mostly about buddie lately which allows me to ramble on about them even more 😭 though I get the occasional rude asks from stupid people, but I just delete those lmao

amount of sleep: 6 hours I think??? Actually maybe less...

what are you wearing: black baggy pants with a waist string and a sinched bottom, a stripey crop jumper (white base, yellow, pink, blue and purple stripes), Looney Tunes socks

dream job: I mean, it used to be making cartoons, that's why I studied animation, but now I'm training to be an actor so wish me luck guys 🫡

languages: english, hungarian and what miniscule amount of german I still have left rattling around in my brain from school

random fact: I changed my name legally last December and I was struggling to pick a middle name for months, and as some of you may know already newbie is a nickname that Dr Cox calls JD in Scrubs and I have been using it for over a decade, so I thought if I was fine with that for so long, then I might as well give a subtle nod to the character irl too and I won't tell you what it is, but that's exactly what I did 😌

aesthetic: depending on the day; skater boy, dark academia librarian or insta mum 🥲

no pressure tagging: @daffi-990 @jesuisici33 @ladydorian05 @excuseme-greentea @yelenasbuddie @icecreampotluck @notnowtobey @hawkinsleather @disasterbuckdiaz and anyone who wants to do it of course! ✨

[itsaventingmachine]

My shipmate, @saranilssonbooks haggled me! I’m caught!

Book stack! Oh god. I am halfway through Melville’s the confidence man, (i might never finish that trip) Pierre (I’ve given up) Kierkegaards’ fear and trembling (god its so good but dude what the hell are you saying right now) David abrams the spell of the sensuous (its bonkers. It’s so good. Yes. I can’t wait to read it but also i have not touched it in a month) poison for breakfast by Lemony Snicket (never read snicket before but ohhhhh i will be doing more in the future. This is how philosophy should be. READABLE. This is one I’m actually reading because it’s so light and airy like a lemon meringue pie. Good) Nietzsche’s uhhh the antichrist (hate it. Shut the hell up you fucking emo pissed off skater boy. Find the beauty in life and touch some grass) Albert Camus’s THE PLAUGE (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH RAHHHHH I WRITHE BENEATH HIS PROSE I SINK AND SLITHER, I CRY OUT NOISELESSLY INTO A WORLD WHICH KNOWS THAT GOODNESS MUST NOT BE PRAISED TO THE DETRIMENT OF MAKING US BELEIVE THAT EVIL IS A NATURAL PART OF MAN) yeah and ummm i just started interview with a vampire by Anne rice. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) gorl is horny. I thought i could listen to that glass of rat blood while at work. I was wrong. I got so worked up and was so startled when my boss inturrupted me. I’ll be finishing this within the next week. Hehe sexy evil vampires >:)

Last song: impressions by wild painting. Mmmmmmmm yes

Last film: across the spider verse! I watched it with a complete spider person nerd who paused it every five seconds and told us about the cameos. Good stuff.

Last show: avatar the last air bender live action. Costumes? YES sets? UAAAAH SO GOOD storyline? A FRESH DIFFERENT SIDE OF THE OG! COOL! Acting? …uh. Well. At least they’re not white and everyone’s names are pronounced correctly.

Current obsession: “my boyfriend” i am going to assume is not a valid answer here so i will go with phenomenology (the philosophical discipline) as a whole. My love, the oar with which I strike through the waves of life.

With my harpoon i strike @spaceacebreakface because i dont know anyone else :)

[00sgoth-1]

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── › ﹙ OPEN STARTER ﹚

❛❛ if the beatles were soooo fuckin' good , then why weren't they on any of the tony hawk pro skater game soundtracks? ❜❜ it's a valid question —— those soundtracks may have done more for music than anything the british boy band ever did [ ... ] good luck changing his mind !