#with the approach to gender and relationships

[dingodad]

i think you have to approach feferi's relationship with caste as informed by her gendered interpersonal relationships. like in the same way kankri rebels against a hierarchical system of care to get back at his mom who he hates i don't think it's possible to untie the fact that feferi holds herself responsible for the care of the castes beneath hers (which is not intrinsically an evil thing to believe you can't get on a girl's case for internalising female expectations) from the fact that her whole life basically did revolve around taking care of the guy in the caste below hers lest he shoots up the school. like a lot of other things you need to rethink the idea that spectral power structures are linear which i think is especially untrue for the sea dwellers more than for anybody else

[yanderes-galore]

Yandere Mk hcs concept please ~ from monkie kid

Sure! I love MK's character so much....

Yandere! MK Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Possessive behavior, Jealousy, Stalking, Delusional behavior, Clingy behavior, Secret picture taking, Kidnapping, Isolation, Blood, Consensual turned forced relationship.

MK normally tries to act all cocky as the Monkey King's successor.

Yet truthfully... He's insecure and incredibly nervous about finding his place in life.

He's social but it's not like he's had any romantic experience.

I can imagine MK is a soft yandere to his obsession, always shy around his crush.

He'd probably struggle to approach you.

He just likes to watch you from a distance with eyes clouded with what most would deem puppy love.

To him, his crush is definitely serious.

He can't help but watch you as he works or hangs out with friends.

When he eventually does approach you, he tries to play it cool.

He's a cool guy, isn't he?

After all... He's a hero....

Yet he still manages to easily get flustered, face reddening when you compliment him and his voice going into a stutter.

Why must you be so attractive...?

He's actually a cute yandere at first.

He's shy, easily flustered, yet does whatever he can to impress you.

He often wants to hang out, offers to take you out, and just enjoys your attention.

You spend most of your time in the arcade with him, becoming fast friends while he obsesses over you like a lost puppy.

MK's clingy around his crush, feeling uneasy when you tell him you're hanging out with someone else.

I have a feeling MK experiences jealousy similar to Wukong and Macaque.

It's confirmed MK is a mystic monkey... So what if he also gets possessive of you?

He hates to admit it but... He's worried you spending time with others will make you forget about him.

Once he has your attention on him, he doesn't want it off him.

He immediately feels lonely when you're off with other people.

His friends even notice MK pacing, wondering about a ton of different worries.

MK, like his teacher Wukong, tends to think of your safety often.

This need to keep you safe and protected goes hand in hand with his jealousy.

Keeping you isolated would keep you safe... and his.

Yet MK is also aware of the fact these feelings are wrong.

You, like him, deserve to have friends and freedom.

He is somewhat aware that there's a beast within him that wants him to keep you to himself.

For your sake... He really does try to keep it at bay.

But it gets harder the longer he watches you, hangs out with you... yearns for you.

MK is a really sweet guy.

He's all shy flustered smiles with the occasional overconfidence when he tries to gain your attention.

You'd have no idea he's essentially holding back a beast deep inside him... hoping he can keep it leashed around you.

He's kind, he always wants to help, his love is genuine.

It's just... also tainted.

If MK asked you out, he'd show you no reason to say 'no'.

Any creepy behavior isn't visibly or obvious to you.

He's clingy... but, that's it right?

He makes sure you never see the way he stares at you, follows you, or takes pictures when you're not looking....

He's not overly violent, either.

He prefers to use his powers to aid others, but...

Well, he sometimes abuses his powers to win you over....

For example, he may use clones to cause a little chaos so he can grab your attention.

That or he'll use an animal form to follow you around.

He tries to tell himself he's just concerned.

But this feels more selfish than protective.

MK would be overjoyed when you say yes to dating him.

He's super excited, clinging to you in a tight hug as he rambles about date ideas.

Like I said, he's a great guy...

He's just got some... unhealthy quirks....

MK gets overprotective when you two date.

Overly affectionate, too.

He frequently wants to cuddle his obsession, always wanting reassurance you still love him.

Even more so after an important event, making him look to you for comfort.

He's... not a monster, is he?

MK tries his best to hide his darker behaviors.

He wants you to see him as your shy heroic boyfriend who would move mountains for you.

Not the creepy mystic monkey who has been stalking you for months and threatening your friends....

He hopes his affectionate and clingy behavior doesn't make you want to look further into his obsession.

He can't bring himself to lose you.

Unfortunately, you're going to find out about his behavior eventually.

Maybe you catch onto him stalking you through his powers, or catch him threatening people around you.

That or maybe you simply find him too overprotective or clingy.

Breaking up with MK is difficult... If not impossible.

He's begging you not to leave... clinging to your leg and nuzzling close.

He's going to cry about it and it gets to the point you're upset about it too.

He's manipulative and doesn't give you privacy... You know this....

But that doesn't mean you don't love him.

Even if you break up with MK, it doesn't stop his behavior.

It escalates.

He still stalks you, spams your phone with calls and texts, even after you blocked him.

Pretty soon you're going to make him snap.

Which... isn't good for someone with his power.

It would not surprise me if MK kidnapped his obsession in a fit of insanity.

He can't live without you... plus, without him who would protect you?

He doesn't care what it takes...

He needs you back.

You end up waking in a dark room in a bed with MK curled up beside you, eyes crazed as he mutters about how much he's missed you.

You don't remember how you got here... MK took you by surprise.

You even find yourself shaking when you notice blood on his hands.

Who did that belong to?

MK never gives you answers, just excitedly proclaiming his love and desire for you as he cuddles you.

You mean everything to him.

Everything.

The world is dangerous and you need him.

Don't you know what he'd do for you?

MK is no longer your cute boyfriend.

He's a crazed maniac determined to keep you out of harm's way.

His friends are worried, he doesn't care.

He loves you too much to let go....

He remembers when he was told he'd drive all his friends away, that he would be alone.

With his new crazed behavior, it's easy to say why.

Except... MK refuses to drive you away again.

You belong with him... he'll protect you like a good boyfriend should.

He doesn't care if that means he has to restrain you to this bed and keep you in isolation...

All he cares about is making you his.

[rakhalofthestars]

Sound

Chapter 3 of my mini-series "Stimuli"!!

Summary: Sounds are a constant reminder of the life that surrounds us. In fact, sounds evoke emotions. So what do you feel when listening to Boothill, a man who has constantly been surrounded by death?

Tags: Fluff, Bittersweet, Light angst, Gender-neutral reader, Established relationship, Soft Boothill, Boothill-centric

wc: 1.3k

There are a myriad of things that give our surroundings life. Blood, of course, is one. Without the life force coursing through the veins and arteries that most living beings were made up of, there wouldn’t be any life at all. Color is another, a pretty self explanatory factor even, one could argue. Without the splash of lush green foliage here and the dashes of red, purple, pink flora and fauna there, our surroundings would look dull. Depressing. Gray. Monochromatic. 

Another factor that gives our surroundings life is sound. Something that we take for granted. At times, something that even annoys us. The grating sound of nails on a chalkboard, the consistent noise of sirens bellowing all around, squeaky doors and hinges. There are an endless number of sounds that make us wish for the world to go silent for once, though the latter makes you fondly think of a certain cyborg after he had forgotten to oil his joints. Regardless, as annoying as these sounds are, a world that has fallen silent would feel suffocating. Terrifying, even. Like the silence that follows after the cannonfire from the heavens had extinguished all life, as if it were nothing more than just a candle. 

You see, sounds evoke emotions. Upon registering the vibrations that are carried through the air, our brains release a certain amount of dopamine or another hormone, depending on the sound. What emotions would be evoked if you listened to the sounds Boothill made?

There was no doubt about it, Boothill was loud. It's to be expected, when he carries such a heavy, metal body with him. It's only after months of trial and error that the cyborg had learned to walk carefully, to minimize the sounds he made, should the situation call for it. Normally, however, you'd hear heavy footfalls whenever Boothill would approach. Heavy with the sound of his spurs clinking against the ground.

Of course his footfalls would sound heavy. His body was made of metal, after all! Furthermore, Boothill was a grown man with a good 6 feet or more height on him. And yet, at times, his steps would sound heavier than usual. Heavy with grief, rage, loss, depression, anxiety. Heavy with the burden of safeguarding the precious memories of his tribe. Heavy with the burden of bringing justice to his people, both alive and dead. 

Try as you might, Boothill wouldn't ever let you carry this burden alongside him. He won't, shan't, can't. 

However, it doesn't mean you can't help alleviate the heaviness of Boothill’s symphony. It didn't tend to take much effort either. He couldn't wallow in the stormy ocean of grief forevermore. He had to keep going and live in the present whilst honoring the past.

“That's a lovely tune. Where'd you learn it from?” You ask one day, watching the cowboy strum his guitar. Despite the heavy material that his hand was constructed of, his touch was light. His fingers plucked the strings with ease, a skill that he had practiced and honed for years. 

“Ain't nothin’ special, amor. Jus’ a lil’ somethin’ Gra-....someone had taught me years ago.”

You think you hear his voice crack but perhaps, it was merely the crackle of the fire around which you and Boothill sat. It wasn't often the two of you could find a place to set up camp and wind down. 

“It sounds sweet. Like a love song. Why don't you sing it for me, my little songbird?”

Boothill blinks before scoffing. The scoff turns into a laugh. Bitter, like dark chocolate and the tobacco that he smoked, with the information that you weren't yet privy to. But also, warm, like melted caramel and a glass of warm milk that's often best when paired with steamed vegetables, with affection. Typical of you, to poke and prod at him until he warbled a few notes to appease your thirsty ears. 

“Well…ain't really a love song. Kinda morbid, really, the lyrics. Jus’ paired with a sweeter tune. Reckon it's so it don't sound too heavy on the ears, y’know?”

You suppose that description wasn't only limited to the song. 

The lighter, almost melodic, notes that echoed from Boothill’s spurs, the medallions on his chest along with the large zipper and the chains shackled to his pants, were all akin to the sound of wind chimes. Soft. Harmonious. Sweet. They hid the morbidity of the man sitting before you, absent-mindedly tuning the instrument held in his lap. 

“I never expected…that person would'a been the one to teach me this song. Thought it'd be Nic- someone else. She was always…more on the gentle side, though nobody ought’ta have underestimated ‘er. But…the other guy, ‘e was more…crude and gruff, I'd say. S'pose it's why this song right ‘ere had brought the two of ‘em together in the first place. ‘S a perfect mix of the two.”

“So it is a love song.”

Boothill snorts before nodding. He supposed he was euchred here.

“Sure, lovely. Reckon y'could think about it that way,” the cowboy smiles before beginning to strum the sweet and jaunty melody once more. He taps his foot in time, to keep track of the beat, whilst a familiar grin appears on his lips. 

“Come now, amor. We’ve filled out several blankets an’ smoked ‘em all an’ drunk our fair share o’ firewater. Least we could do ‘fore we hit the hay is sing an’ dance.” You blink and tilt your head to the side, hearing the desire for joy tinge the syllables uttered by him. 

“Dance?” “Yeah. Dance. Ain’t no rules to dancin’. Jus’ listen to what yer body wants to do,” Boothill replies. He stands up and sways to the melody that he was playing. You couldn’t just deny him like this. Not when he looked so eager for something to chase the dreary reverberations of nostalgia and loss away. 

So you stand up as well and dance to Boothill’s symphony, trying to match his own steps to the music. He sings like a robin, his tone matching the cheery melody although it was tempered with the effects of smoking, leaving his voice more gravelly and gruff than it used to be, perfectly accompanying the somber lyrics. 

For a long while, Boothill believed that he would never again hear the same crude words and the songs of yore ever again. Nevermore would he hear the joyful laughter that used to ring out when running in soft grassy fields or the tunes whistled when listening to the flowing water of the clear creeks. Yet, as he listens to the laughter that leaves your lips while you both dance, Boothill realizes that while nothing will ever replace what he has lost, life moves on. 

Every sound that you make, from your melodious laugh to the way his name rolls off your tongue with so much warmth and love, leaves Boothill thinking you’re something akin to the joys of life. He is reminded, simply from the syllables that travel from your lips to his ears, that despite everything, you and him were here now, in the present, alive.

The perfect world that Boothill once knew was long gone. Presumably, it would never come back. However, with your voice ringing in his ears, he reckons he can rebuild what he once had. Will it be the same as before? No. Will it last forever? No. Nothing lasts forever. All he can hope for is that long after you and him have left the realm of the living, memories of what once was would linger everywhere the two of you had set foot on. In the breeze that tousled your hair, in the trees that offered shade when the sun got to you, in the rain that steadily drummed against the earth after a dry spell. Everywhere. 

When Boothill pulls you close, his arm snug around your waist, he hopes the wind will carry the words that he whispers into your ear, followed by a kiss on the lobe. 

“Sił nzǫ́ǫ́.”

I love you. 

[mxchi-mxxn]

could you do a young!caitvi fanfic or head cannon with young!reader who has Anxiety?

Young!CaitVi x Younger!Reader who has anxiety

CHARACTER(S) Caitlyn Kiramman | Vi

GENRE Fluff

GENDER Female

RELATIONSHIP Platonic | Romantic | Neutral

PLOT y/n has a mild anxiety attack and her friends are there to comfort her

DING Order up!

ORDER for Anonymous

DISCLAIMER All three characters are the same or around the same age | Set in a modern AU

WARNING Nothing too serious other than y/n experiencing a mild anxiety attack | ooc CaitVi | Really fucking rushed(I’ll probably rewrite this if I feel like it)

PROOF READ yes/no

A/N My first request done! Finally! Took me so long to finish cause I kept procrastinating it since I couldn’t figure out on what to write😭😭 This was based off of one of my real life experiences lol, just changed a few things. Also, if anyone could tell me how to add multiple individual pictures, and not have Tumblr mess up the sizing on mobile, that would be wonderful cause I tried looking it up, but got nothing. I’m also working on another request, but that one’s gonna take longer cause I’m pretty sure they wanted it to be spicy, which will take longer for me to do(Requests are still open btw!)

ENJOY

WORD COUNT 359

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y/n quietly gulps as she fidgets with her fingers. She’s currently standing a few feet away from her friends as they stand at the counter, ordering their ice creams.

Normally y/n would be up there and ordering with them, but today her anxiety’s been pretty bad today.

After a few minutes, the other two approach her, Vi handing y/n her ice cream with a smile on her face.

“Here ya’ go, Muffin.” y/n takes it, a soft smile on her face.

“Thanks, Vi.”

“No problem.”

The three of them make their way out of the ice cream parlor and towards the park. Caitlyn and Vi chatted as y/n continuously observes her surroundings, making sure not to make any eye contact with any of the strangers that walk past them.

Once at the part, the three of them make their way over to a bench and sit down on it. While the other two continue to converse, y/n still looks around. Her breathing picks up some, which draws the attention of her friends.

“You alright there?” Caitlyn asks as places a hand onto y/n’s shoulder, causing her to break out of her trance and for her breathing to calm down a bit.

y/n nods, “yeah, just my anxiety’s been pretty bad today.”

Their eyes widened some.

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Vi asks, concern write on her face as she stands up and walks over to sit by y/n, “we could’ve gone back to one of our places if you wanted to.

“No, it’s fine.” y/n shakes her head, “I didn’t want to ruin our outing today.”

“You wouldn’t have ruined it.” Caitlyn says softly. “Your mental health is more important to us than our outings.”

“Yeah!” Vi chimes in, “and if you’re feeling up to it later, well, not today or tomorrow, but just whenever you’re feeling up to it, we can go out somewhere where there isn’t as many people around.”

y/n smiles at their words, “thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.” Vi says with a smile as the two of them pull y/n into a hug.

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[wortsandall]

what im supposed to do now that im done reading mtmte/lost light. like what the fuck...

[fluentisonus]

still chewing this one over so hopefully this makes sense but one very minor running thing I feel like we get w jean valjean is that without disliking women or even believing that they're in any way unequal to him he. hm. for the most part doesn't have much normal contact with adult women after his sister (and presumably none for the 19 years he was in prison) which means that. not that he doesn't understand women so much as i feel like idk. he makes the mistake of unconsciously assuming men-are-from-mars-women-are-from-venus style that he doesn't understand them (being aware of that lack of contact & under the impression women are fairly different to men), and because he's a guy who wants to understand things & is largely self taught (often from books) especially wrt social niceties, he ends up being very credulous, in that presumed lack of understanding, of commonly held beliefs & traditional, societally reinforced ideas of gender rolls & gender characteristics, and this sometimes ends up ultimately hurting women around him despite his genuine good intentions

like obviously firstly in montreuil-sur-mer where he wants the female workers to have "pure morals" and gives them a separate workroom to the men to "remain discreet" which I think he genuinely intended as a means of making it a good work environment for the workers -- women can have privacy & focus on work & nothing uncomfortable or untoward is being brought into the workplace etc -- but as we know this backfired horrendously because it essentially resulted in fantine being fired for having a child out of wedlock & everything she went through after. and given his reaction he doesn't seem to have ever considered this a potential effect of his rules -- like he doesn't seem to have understood how those sorts of rules end up ultimately punish the women involved more than anything

and the other main instance of course is with cosette and his assumption that essentially a woman has a father, & then she has a husband & having a husband no longer needs a father (this is strengthened a lot by his own feeling of his own taintedness -- it's not the main thing responsible for what happened by any means. but it's a part of it) & this assumption is incredibly hard on her!!! she obviously doesn't see it that way at all! but it never seems like it occurs to him not to think of it in that framework bc essentially society in general sees it that way

idk I guess what I find interesting abt this is that it's a big blind spot in a guy who's otherwise extremely willing to question social biases & generally likes to take people all on a level as just another sort of person like himself. again I think in his general behavior towards women interpersonally there's nothing bad & in fact there's a lot of genuine respect there & probably willingness to learn even (in fantine 's case), but it's like he just never worked out that these ideas about gender are about as true & helpful as ideas about class or criminality etc etc

[crocodilenjoyer]

see i would love to cook up the accidental drinking buddies zoro and tashigi fic and sprinkle some grief and Gender and discussions of morality over the top like garnish. but somebody broke into my house and rearranged and now i can’t find a damn thing in this fucking kitchen so i won’t be making anything

[thelabryslibrary]

Tamsyn Muir really said Exhume Your Gays and we all grabbed a shovel

[commsroom]

Weird question Wednesday (I hope it’s still Wednesday-)

How might Hera be different if she were a man? (Conversely, how might Eiffel be different if he were a woman?)

hm. i've been thinking about this, so i'm afraid it is now weird question wsunday, but. i'm not sure? like, i think gender is such an individual thing, and such a complex interaction of personal and social factors, that any answer i could give to this feels either essentialist, or like it relies on too many other assumptions.

what this is making me realize is how much hera and eiffel both feel like very gendered characters to me (albeit very differently)? which isn't to say there couldn't be similar characters of different genders, just that how they're treated and how they behave would come across differently if not for their specifically gendered experiences.

hera has to fight for recognition of her gender, and that would be true no matter what, but what i really connect with in her is that she is a woman who has to navigate the impossible social bind of being treated as a woman without fully being seen as one. the way she's expected to present herself for others, knowing she'll be degendered and dehumanized if she steps out of line; her hyperawareness of her self-perception and how it's at odds with the way others see her; her constant vigilance both in terms of social and physical danger, etc. are all such major parts of how she navigates the world, and feel so intrinsically tied to transmisogyny to me that it's impossible to separate from my understanding of her.

on the other hand, eiffel feels very cis to me. he has a particular type of ignorance that stems from comparative privilege, and especially the privilege of not needing to consider how privileged you are. he is not at all self-reflective about his identity, but even if he thought about it, i think he'd still decide he was a guy. he perceives himself as a guy, he has some attachment to that, but it's not so much of how he sees himself that it starts to feel like compensation, which is like... to me, the most cis you can possibly seem. and narratively speaking, a lot of things about eiffel's life and behavior (and particularly the type of behavior being called out in shut up and listen) would just not have the same implications if he was anything other than a cis man.

[skrunksthatwunk]

still thinking about how one of my first yyh meta posts got reblogged onto an sjw cringe comp blog in the year of our woke 2022. truly tumblr dot com, the last bastion of progressivism, has fallen (<- sarcasm) and also i'm kinda baffled that they didn't choose like. me putting yusuke in a skirt or something

[domistique]

thought about max in drag and now the room is spinning and i need to sit down (i am sitting down)

literally same!!!!! Omg

[dateamonster]

Honestly I think that an old vampire learning that bio essentialism isn’t real and thus needing to dismantle their own sexism that they’ve used to excuse their own predatory behavior could be great

ive got mixed feelings abt the concept from a storytelling perspective bc like while that is the place i feel like smeyer is writing from irl within the context of like the story itself they are still vampires and the conflict between the vampire characters better nature vs their more animal thirst for blood is still like thee essential vampire narrative conflict, and to remove it entirely or reduce it to something that a character can just educate themselves out of feels sorta meh to me.

like i feel like a trans take on twilight should still have edwards bloodthirsty urges as an aspect of vampirism, because otherwise its an even more boring placid version of the vampire mythos than what were already working from here. my sorta analysis has more to do with the disharmony and shame edward feels towards his desires and how thats like intensified by the physical state of his body.

a trans edward deconstructing their views on gender roles and giving themself permission to change their presentation could certainly help with that disharmony, but its not going to remove the fact that they are a creature that derives life from death, a carnivorous animal of a kind, it just might make it easier to recall thats not all they are.

[amphitritebaby]

do you ever see someone just walking around in life so beautiful u could cry

[bidisaster-peanut-romano]

Lola for the bingo thing? ❤️

nonnie.... that little heart..... you kew didnt you

she's so special she's my everything and like not only from a merely personal viewpoint. like i actually think she's one of the best structured characters from the whole game. i could talk for hours about her and she has so many layers to her. i tend to say the game did her dirty but really... like, since the cutscenes especially are from jimmy's pov it is more than coherent!!! and even there there's something soooo interesting in the way she appears in each cutscene.... it scratches my brain in the best way ever. then one has to listen to all her voice lines and that's a whole other story. i could talk about her for hours dont you get it.

[unproduciblesmackdown]

as ever like: no two things Need to be juxtaposed, much less like material vs material deathmatch Only One Can Be Good, much less am i thinking i have thee objective word on fuckall b/c who does and it's like perfectly boring & unserious whenever someone just throws out Takes that are just "i think...[xyz] is [adjective]" like okay.

but anyways thinking of how, though differing in execution in a lot of ways ofc, deh & bmc start out in a v similar place & explore a journey to self-acceptance from a despairing starting point....it feels like a lot of the hindrance in deh's exploration of its own Theme there is in like, hey. :) hand on your shoulder. it's okay b/c you'll be able to be more normal. whereas w/bmc it's that it's okay b/c you'll be able to be more abnormal

[cassiefisherdrake]

I feel ya, I think "these characters are playersexual [because I don't want to talk about and am uncomfortable with bi/pansexuality, therefore I refuse to acknowledge it as a possibility and want to only focus on the mechanics]" and "these characters are playersexual [because nothing about these romances takes into account any notion of bi/pansexual culture or amount of gendered and/or personal nuance regarding how the romance proceeds due to lazy writing]" are two different kinds of takes where one needs to be directly countered and the other can be discussed in depth between understanding parties.

seeing ppl in that post saying "claiming 'playersexual' is a thing is also biphobic" nnnnnno playersexual is a legitimate issue with how some games will claim Bisexuality when the character is just Mechanically Bisexual but Writing-wise nothing abt the bisexual experience is taken into account such as ignoring their attraction to all genders depending on the route. pointing this out isn't biphobia, it's pointing out the blind spots in (usually) cishter writers' approach to bisexuality.