#I'm never telling anyone I'm gay every again bro
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Man, this pisses me off so bad. If you're a woman who relates more to males than other women, it's because you've decided to focus more on how you're different from other women rather than how you're like them. You will literally never have more in common with males, and males do not feel the same way about you. These cute little posts that you write about how you love males more than your fellow women? They do not write the same thing about you. They hate and mock you constantly. Anyone remember "Cis women need to shut up"
"As a cis woman, I agree"
"You need to shut up, specifically"
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Yea, that's how they feel about you and your solidarity.
The difference between lesbians and trans women in female spaces is the fact that lesbians do not have high rates of violence. There is no group of women that outclass men in terms of violent tendencies. Trans women retain the rates of male violence that regular men do. I'm not saying you have to treat trans women like they're all violent beasts, but if you can't see why female people would be uncomfortable with male people in their spaces, you're either naive or genuinely unsympathetic towards the very real fear that women have of being subjected to male violence. You can't say trans women and lesbians are similar because, unlike males, there is no statistical evidence that lesbians are highly likely to take advantage of a woman. If it turned out that 98% of rapes were committed by lesbians, I would 1000% understand why straight women don't fucking want to be around me. Have some fucking empathy, holy fucking shit. Even if you are completely on board with trans women being in female spaces, at LEAST acknowledge that it makes sense for women to be concerned about who is allowed in their spaces. It's crazy how I could tell someone I have a fear of dogs because one bit me when I was a kid, and they'd put their sweet pooch up, but God forbid a woman be cautious around a demographic who commit 90% of all violent crime. Oh no. That woman is suddenly a terf bitch.
I have nothing in common with trans women. I don't care how much pain they have experienced. We are not the same. When I was twelve, I cried and I cried as I put my palms together to pray to a God I hoped would be able to take away my homosexuality. I didn't even grow up in a particularly homophobic family. Both of my parents were accepting of me, but I still sat in the dark of my room, tears streaming down my face, as I prayed to have my sexuality changed.
Two years later, one of my friends made a joke about me dressing to impress my crush. She said my crushes name---a feminine name. A girl sitting in earshot heard her, turned to me, and asked me with disgust if I was gay. I said no without even thinking about it. It absolutely did not help that we were in a locker room with other girls. I was aware of my sexuality by that point, but I was 14 and unable to hold my own against a girl looking at me like THAT. For a few weeks after that, that girl made comments about how she was "watching me".
I know pain, I know discomfort, I know what it's like to feel predatory. Seeing feminine women, especially if they're white, makes me feel like an alien. I look at them and think "how are we so different? I see none of myself in you."
Sometimes I'm right. Sometimes we're not similar at all. But guess what? That doesn't mean I'm similar to a straight male. Fucking hell, sometimes I'm not similar to other lesbians. That's completely normal. I think OP needs to read better work by cishet women. If you think that there is not a single piece of cishet female writing that can move you more than something written by a male, you're not looking in the right places at all. I don't understand why some LB women seem to think that the very act of someone being a straight woman makes them incapable of relatability. Of course it makes sense for you to be cautious. Lesbians deal with a lot of alienation and predatory feelings, but if the very ACT of a woman being cis and straight makes you feel like she has absolutely nothing in common with you...? The issue lies with you. YOU are the one othering THEM. Not the other way around. You're the one who has decided that a few cis straight women othering you means that they ALL will so you'd better beat them to the punch. You're the one who has decided that your relationship to womanhood is so astronomically different from straight women that nothing they say speaks to you. That's INSANE. Do you realize how much you have to alienate yourself from womanhood to feel more relatability with a male person than a female one? Idk how to tell you this, but it is highly probable that the most cis, most het woman you have ever met has had a period. It's highly likely she's been harassed by a man. It's highly likely she's been made to feel inferior by way of being born female. No, they can't relate to the experience of being a lesbian who is made to feel predatory for no reason, but to say that nothing a cis het woman says/experiences can move you at all? Nothing they say can make you feel like your experience with womanhood and hers are similar? Do you realize how you sound? "Trans women have been harassed by men and made to feel inferior, too!!" Okay! So you should be able to relate to cis women in the way you do trans women, right?
I told my discord server that I was nervous about my future roommates. I showed them photos and someone said "all this tells me is that they're feminine and white" and I literally think about that all of the time. I was projecting. I was so scared that these white, feminine, probably straight women were going to judge me for being a black lesbian that I didn't even realize that I was the one violently judging them based off of nothing but their skin color and their femininity. I knew nothing about them. I STILL know nothing about them. I've barely spoken to them. But already I had labeled them as unrelatable judgemental women because of how they looked. Hold on. Wasn't I the one afraid of them judging ME? How could I be so afraid of them judging me for being a black lesbian when I was the one judging them already? What sense does that make?
You guys are so busy writing off cis straight women as unrelatable bigots that you've failed to see that you're the one who is extremely prejudiced against them. And I absolutely fucking know someone is gonna read this and say "well, you can't say that all trans women have male violence patterns and dahdahdahdah" and it's like. But YOU can say that cis straight women are so unbelievably different from lesbian women that you'd rather say you're more similar to a straight up fucking male???
I'm not saying it's not a little jarring to see women who are so different from me. I'm not saying I haven't been burned before and there's no reason for me (or other lesbians) to be cautious. But I will literally ALWAYS have more in common with cishet women than I ever will a man pretending to be a woman.
One time I had a professor. She was on the older side (I'd say 40's) and white. Not the type of person I'd think I'd click well with. She was straight and married with children. One day we talked after class, and the only thing that ended our conversation was the fact she had an event she had to go to. We would've talked longer if not for that. She emailed me a little while later to tell me that she enjoyed our chat. After that, she actually hugged me on two occasions. You wouldn't think we'd have common ground. An older, straight, married white mother and a young black lesbian. Both of us are "cis" but I can tell you I relate to her much better than I ever could someone born male.
I once had a personal trainer who was a feminine woman. She had acrylic nails and everything. One time she said that she couldn't hug her male friends anymore because she had a boyfriend (he wasn't the one enforcing that rule. That was something she personally felt). Also not someone I thought I'd click well with. But we did. One time we had a really productive discussion that was actually derived from the conversation with my professor. I felt very close to her in that moment. Our conversation came to a close because she had another client, but I still think about that convo.
There have been so many fucking times where I thought "this woman is not like me. Look at her." But what I realized was that I was the judgmental one. I was the one deciding we were different, not her. I was the one writing her off. I was the one convinced we had nothing in common.
I am BEGGING you not to alienate your fellow women. There are no inherent traits that make you unable to relate to other women. No amount of whiteness or cisness or straightness can make a woman completely unreachable. I am NOT talking about political parties or views so don't fucking try me with that shit. Obviously that puts a wedge between people, but someone simply being born cis and het does not make them alien from you. For God's sake, look at the fucking MeToo movement. Women from all fucking backgrounds who share an experience that an unfortunate amount of women go through. Women from all different races, sexualities, etc. who came together to talk about how they've been subjected to sexual violence. Ellen degeneres was one of them. How does that fit into your "lesbians and cishet women cannot relate to each other" spiel?
OP's post has 130k notes and it makes me fucking sick. Holy crap y'all, we need more solidarity than this. Other women are not your enemy. I'm begging you to reconsider your approach to women who are different than you. You are missing out on people who can love and support you in a way that literally no male can. You are depriving yourself. Just because a few cishet women in the past alienated you, does not mean that you have to continue their legacy. Let it go. Everyone on earth can see you embracing your hatred of women, and you wonder why your fellow women never hug you? They fucking can't! Put your hatred down and make space for the love that comes with realizing that you absolutely are like other girls!
#You guys think you're so progressive but you're just in a woke version of not like other girls#Stop comparing lesbians to literal males#Jesus fucking Christ#I actually hate you guys so fucking much#I'm never telling anyone I'm gay every again bro#I hate all of you#I should've prayed to be asexual man#Maybe god would've taken me more seriously
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One Piece Shipping War - Round 4 Quarter Finals
Propaganda under the cut.
Propaganda for Shanks x Buggy:
What if we were childhood friends who gave up our drama for each other then never saw each other again for years
What can I say, I'm a fellow shuggy truther too 🤝
Shanks obviously adores Buggy, and Buggy is so tsundure~! Mr 'I hate Shanks'-but-will-take-every-opportunity-to-talk-about-him-and-be-with-him.
Oden says in his journal that he can't tell if they're friends of enemies, and I just love that. Plus when you add in the revelation about Shanks and Buggy in the recent chapters.
They're childhood friends. They're exes. They've been married for 20 years. They're opposites. They're the same. They're silly goofy guys who make me want to cry my heart out. Red/Blue is always meant to be.
Buggy """""HATES""""" Shanks. This hate is so strong that he WILL yell at this red-haired bastard despite the fact that he is a coward, who is terrified of all the Emperors. Everyone thinks this is strange. However, when you grow up with said Emperor on the same boat, watching him stumble over his feet as he's trying to learn to use a sword, stuck scrubbing the whole deck because he was stupid enough to prank "Dark King" Rayleigh, and make that same stupid pouty face every time his Conqueror's Haki doesn't do anything because he is an itty bitty child, most of that fear gets pretty quelled. Also, that same fucker lost an arm because he's a DUMBASS and he deserves to be made fun of for it (not because Buggy is worried and missed him not at all no no Shanks is just DUMB and needs to be TOLD he is dumb more. But just by Buggy. Because Buggy has known his idiocy forever. He has earned the right to yell at this stupid, stupid Emperor for being a self-sacrificing fool and for giving away that stupid hat and... Wait, hang on, when did this bastard get hot!? WHAT THE FUC-) And Shanks just keeps smiling at Buggy and his antics because he has 100% been in love with him since they were children (his actions while they were on the Roger pirates are the DEFINITION of pigtail-pulling as flirting) and he is just happy to see that he's safe while being exactly the same larger-than-life clown he always knew. He would gladly give up his life of sluttery (that I am convinced this man has. Just look at how he exists) if Buggy would just agree to join his crew, but will not push him if he doesn't want to. He just loves his pretty clown from a distance and waits. TLDR: Buggy is mad that he's in love with Shanks and Shanks just likes existing with and/or annoying Buggy (they come as a pair). GOD I just love childhood friends to lovers bro. Just let the cabin boys kiss.
[Spoiler Warning] Red and Blue gays! Emperor husbands! Childhood friends to enemies to lovers!
Propaganda for Nami x Vivi:
Yes, Nami has a new girlfriend on every island, but her heart belongs to Vivi. Vivi in turn refuses to marry, because her heart belongs with a pirate ❤
THEY’RE LESBIANS! IN LOVE! another point: my friends who are watching OP for the first time came to me and asked “so Nami and Vivi… they’re gay right?” So it’s pretty apparent to even newcomers
I just think they’re neat! And in love. Nami gave up money for Vivi that’s True Love
Anyone who saw them can just tell they’re gay. Like Nami gave up money for her
They're one of the rare lesbian ships in op, they care for each other so much !!
Lesbians
Lesbians
They were so gay that Luffy offered to share food to cheer Nami up when they were separated.
i dare you to read Baroque Works through Alabasta without shipping them. the way Vivi and Nami are so affectionate with each other, and Vivi putting saving her nation on hold to get Nami healthy again ???
Lesbians
Let’s go lesbians!!!!! Ok but actually, I think Nami saw a lot of herself in Vivi (ha) especially when Igaram “died” and then throughout their journey together Nami really encouraged her to open up to the crew. Nami showed Vivi it was ok to ask for help just like Luffy showed her.
Vivi was Nami's gay awakening and you cant change my mind. Nami was in love with Vivi and Vivi def had some kind of feeling for Nami. They were so close and they were more then just 'gal pals'
Lesbian Pirate Supremacy! they clearly care a lot about each other and considering when nami meets vivi she is probably one of the first close female friends she gets to have.
#one piece#shuggy#shaggy#namivivi#navi#op shipping war#round 4#quarter finals#side D#this is the hardest choice of my life#why did I do this to myself?#I could have postponed this at least one more round#they are both so canon to me
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rating every smiling critters ships (rare pair included)
okay remember everyone these are just my opinions please don't harasse me for it-
from 6 to 10 : I like it or it's one of my favorites
from 5 to 0 : I dislike it or it gives me the ick
first off I'd like to start with the ships that includes my favorite boy, Dogday, our very good Boi
Catnap x Dogday :
the classic sun and moon ship
the ship is good if we're talking about the cartoon version of this ship, because the gameplay version is... ick.
I like the dynamic but the ship isn't really my favorite since I mostly see them as friends than lovers
I'll give it a 6/10
Craftycorn x Dogday :
one of my favorites
I like the dynamic these two has
shy x energetic dynamic
kinda reminds me of Fluttershy x PinkiePie
it's a 9/10
KickinChicken x Dogday :
both are stars.
the true rare pair, haven't seen anyone ship them
don't have much to talk about the dynamic, it's kinda cool tho
I'll give it a 7/10
Hoppy x Dogday :
does anybody even ship this-
idk why but I always saw them as siblings figures so this ship isn't really my favorite, still a good one tho.
I'll give it a 4/10
Bubba x Dogday :
gives me the nerd x tiger vibes somehow
I see them more as friends so... yea no.
4/10
Bobby x Dogday :
your honor they are underrated.
DOES ANYONE EVEN KNOW THIS SHIP EXIST???
idk why but this ship gives me butterflies its just cutie potato
8/10
Picky x Dogday :
we all agree that nobody ship this
they just food buddies
2/10
now with ships with our secretly William afton- I mean Catnap.
Catnap x Bobby :
underrated.
HEAR ME OUT THEIR DYNAMIC
they need more fanarts yall
moon and cupid
8/10
Catnap x KickinChicken :
MOON AND STAR? YES. YES THEY ARE.
gays. my beloved.
Cool x Chill.
8/10
Catnap x Craftycorn :
I love how yall decided that they're enemies to lovers
bro stole his best friend's girl-
I mostly see fanart of this ship with Dogday being included, never seen any where its only the two of them
7/10
Catnap x Picky :
would yall be surprised if I told you that this ship actually exists? (it existed right after chapter 3 release)
they give the "partners in crime" vibes
8/10
Catnap x Hoppy :
they have something special yall I'm not insane
underrated
again, Cool x Chill.
10/10
Catnap x Bubba :
never seen any fanart of this ship
idk I can't see them in any way being romantic w/ each other
2/10
time for our sporty girl to shine
Hoppy x KickinChicken :
Cool girl x Cool Boy
the ship cool but I see them more as friends
yall already deciding that they're frienemies
7/10
Hoppy x Bobby :
lesbians.
8/10
Hoppy x Craftycorn :
haven't seen any fanart of em
they are the ultimate girlfriends yall
7/10
Hoppy x Picky :
I see them more as sisters
their dynamic is cool
6/10
Hoppy x Bubba :
I don't think this ship even exists-
3/10
the nerdo has came.
Bubba x Kickin :
the classic nerd x jock
the gays are being gays and I'm here for it
7/10
Bubba x Crafty :
left brain right brain, brilliant.
I mostly saw them as friends
6/10
Bubba x Picky :
yall can already tell the amount of fanart I saw of these two
they're like siblings to me so..
5/10
Bubba x Bobby :
this exists?-
idk their dynamic isn't really that much
4/10
our beloved yandere
Bobby x Kickin :
they are inlove you can't tell me otherwise.
LISTEN SOMEONE NEEDS TO HEAR ME OUT
10/10
Bobby x Crafty :
so we all agree that Bobby is definitely a yandere in this ship right?
I don't see it often but I like the dynamic
7/10
Bobby x Picky :
okay listen to me these two are lesbians who give each other goodnight kisses you can't prove me wrong
underrated af
I NEED TO KNOW IF SOMEONE SHIP THIS PLS
8/10
the artist has come to the show
Crafty x Kickin :
OKAY LISTEN YOU-
they are so inlove and they give each other hugs and cuddles
this ship exists because I said so.
10/10
Crafty x Picky :
they buddies
6/10
Time for some food.
Picky x Food :
this ship is very underrated
yall need to pay more attention to it
10/10
okay hope yall enjoyed reading this
#art#art on tumblr#artists on tumblr#au#smiling critters#digital artist#smiling critters oc#smiling critters au#poppy playtime
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Seed Dump!!
after a little unexpected turn to a DC hyperfixation that lasted roughly two weeks I'm back to my farcry shit (the usual) so imma give y'all a three for one, John doodles, Seed playlists and hcs in one post,, take your juice
Jacob Seed:
listens to cheesy love songs and some rock and metal
Most think John swears the most but that's a lie, it's him. Whenever Joseph isn't around he'll throw a "fuck this" every now and then
likes adult coloring books and crossword puzzles
if Joseph asks a favor that doesn't involve strength he always goes "I volunteer Johnny"
He opens doors for John and goes "ladies first"
can and will tackle John to the ground and yell "say uncle". He does all the annoying older brother shit idc
Tends to fight with Joseph. They always fought back and forth. As kids it was about how Joseph wouldn't 'man up'. Now it's about how he treats John, not knowing Joseph's been manipulating him to stay this whole time too
So in the past I hc that he's gay, I feel he struggles to come to terms with that. To this day he still is under the impression that it's wrong and makes him look soft, so he still tries to act like he doesn't
Rants to the judges. He is waits until he knows he's alone with the alpha of the pack and just dumps everything he has in his mind. That dog knows things no one else knows
His friendship with Eli in the past was a good one. It reminded him too much of his friendship with Miller (minus the possible secret romance part). They had similar inside jokes, Eli playfully punched him the same way Miller did. He hated it. He still hates it
Jacob is much more of a listener than a talker but prefers surrounding himself with people who talk a lot
Joseph Seed
Joseph doesn't hate John. He's hard on John so he learns. Johns become their father in Joseph's eyes and is making sure to shape him up. However he doesn't realize how terrible he's being to him as he does so.
His biggest fear is being alone. To combat that he almost subconsciously manipulates people to stay with him. He doesn't want to hurt them, but if he doesn't they'll leave. He'll be alone again
As a child Joseph wanted to be an author. He had notebooks filled with vibrant stories he made up in his head. Once a teenager though he found an interest in baking. Him and his wife's date nights consisted of them playing music as they tried a random recipe they found. It was a piece of happiness he never had as a child. They wanted to save money and open a bakery together. Still, to this day, Joseph gathers ingredients on Friday nights and bakes.
Has a heavy preference for Jacob. The man was with him the longest, helped him the most. It isn't that he doesn't love John, but he's detached. John wasn't there as long as Jacob was. John was raised by different people.
He hates winter. Winter was when Faith taken from him. He won't enter any vehicle. He won't go outside much. He hates it.
Puts everyone before himself. He could have not eaten at all that day but he will still be sure to make sure everyone else has. He will forget to eat unless someone else tells him to
His favorite song is Little Lies by Fleetwood Mac and whenever he hears it he gets a boost of happiness. He knows every word.
I don't care what anyone says, I think he's shockingly the worst with kids. He can't handle the tantrums, they stress him out. He doesn't yell or hit but he completely shuts down and won't really react
Doesn't put his hair down often. He sleeps with it down but beyond that? It's always up. Usually in a bun, but sometimes he'll go ponytail.
When angry he tends to quietly glare. He tells from time to time yeah, but he more often will glare at whoever upset him. A look that basically says 'you know what you did'
Hes actually much more of an introvert than people may think. He doesn't like being alone but that doesn't make him an extrovert. His idea on a relaxing day is sitting in a room with his brothers where they all do their own thing but they don't speak much. Comfortable silence. The idea that they're there makes him happy, and the fact that they can indulge in their own hobbies without judgment makes him even happier
John Seed
Much more of a talker than a listener. This makes him and Jacob a good pairing since he would talk a lot and Jacob would smile and listen.
He despises fast food. He tried it once and declared it as the grossest thing to every touch his mouth. He's also definitely the pickiest eater in general. He hates most seafood, broccoli, brussel sprouts, fast food, pizza if it's too greasy, chicken if there's too much tendon, the flavor of mashed potatoes and steak together but he'll eat it on separate occasions. He was picky as a kid and he's still picky as an adult
Actually needs glasses but will not wear them. Luckily he has contacts. However one time he lost one and had to wear his glasses and his chosen were staring at him confused. He needed them since he was little but he never got the appointment when he was with his brothers. Jacob did notice him squinting a lot. Joseph only had glasses because he got his prescription years ago (but they should've been renewed)
He went to religious schools from second grade onward. I'm talking the ones with uniforms and all your teachers are nuns. There's so many pictures of little John with one of those school uniforms and dorky glasses and a big smile.
Speaking of which I believe he was the cutest kid out of all of them. He had big ol doe eyes and got excited over everything. Joseph and Jacob used to call him sunshine when he was young because no matter how miserable and dark the world was around him he always was a happy little boy. He was bright, loving, innocent. An absolute sweetheart in his youth. He was the kid that waved to strangers on the street, his go to form of affection was hugs, and he comforted his brothers when they were upset despite not understanding why they were even upset.
The Duncan's viewed Johns innocent nature as why he was a tainted soul. He didn't understand accountability and the idea that not everyone was good confused him. They had to teach him. Besides, the Duncan's weren't too good themselves.
His adoptive parents were Henry and Amelia Duncan. They adopted John due to Amelia's infertility. John was the youngest there and was promising so they chose him not knowing they were taking a broken boy and breaking him beyond recognition. Johns obvious mental illness also made them feel he needed to be shaped. They were the type of people that thought praying could solve everything. John barely saw doctors, he never got therapy, and when they found out their son was bisexual they threatened to send him away.
However, Henry's mother: Evelyn loved John for who he is was. Accepted her little grandson. Henry's family was large, the man having four brothers and a sister. John was the baby, all of his newly adopted cousins being older than him. Not a lot of them were good, John wasn't even that good, but Evelyn had a clear preference for John, always calling him her angel. (I have too many Duncan hcs I'll stop there)
Johns behavior first began to plumiit near his sophomore year of high-school. He got a stick and poke tattoo when he was too young to have one from a friend. It did get infected but that was fine for him. It was a taste of freedom. A taste of freedom he never had in the past. He wanted a taste of the freedom of adulthood and was willing to rush his adolescence to get that. By the time he was a senior the little angel people knew and loved died, and in his place was a cold hearted snake that lacked any form of remorse for what he did. All he cared for was his own amusement.
As a boy he drew a lot, he quickly discovered art was something he enjoyed. He drew pictures of him and his brothers, but when he lived in Atlanta their faces started to become blurry. Were Joseph's eyes blue or were they green? Who was taller, Joseph or Jacob? What didn't help was the Duncan's wanted every aspect of Johns life before them to not exist. They tried convincing him that they weren't his family and that they hated him. They made him go into speech therapy to force his rural accent to go away. They didn't adopt a son, they adopted a pet.
I'll do a little softer one for the end: Johns secretly a bit of a hopeless romantic. He's always been fond of the idea of romance. He loves cheesy rom-coms, he reads romance books. All of it. Hes well aware that a romantic relationship is something he'll never have, but it doesn't hurt to wish for one. He falls too quickly, but then gets scared when he has to be vulnerable. He has issues, he's not a good person. His issues will scare everyone away. He has no chance. A part of him envies his brothers: Joseph for having a marriage and Jacob for clearly not being interested in romance at all. But some nights, he doesn't care. He'll grab a DVD player and watch his silly little romantic comedy movies (or say yes to the dress if he's feeling something dramatic) and will eat half a bag of gummy bears
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OH MY GOD CALM DOWN JEEZ
People still losing their shit over this
and with good reason I might add, I have spoken on it already *coughbetweenroundscough* but the naysayers are saying NAY very horsily, more like "neigh loud enough and it won't be true" which: points for the coping mechanism, denial is a powerful tool, use it as needed but REALLY? At some point it's gotta be sinking in.
"BUT HE WAS IN BUSAN"
No shit, Sherlock. Y'all act like he wasn't there for Jimin's Live and a train can't get to Busan in four hours. Trust and believe that it can. It's 2:15 on the high speed rail that is usually closed at that time of night unless you're BTS. But even if he went earlier...
... you can be assured that the jeonparkery was going, is going, will go and already done went DOWN.
It went down so hard that the hyung of all hyungs had to address it:
I love Korean and its lack of reasoned pronouns. He meant "everyone will think we're on bad terms but none of us are because we're all cool. So cool."
MEETINGS HAVE BEEN HELD. This has been a Topic Of Meetings. ARMY opinions, "anti-shipper" and TKK opinions are considered Valuable Factors for marketing because of their dollar signs, and it was addressed as recently as yesterday. Totally unrelated, traveling separately is a great way to deflect suspicion and enhance security, not that anyone would think otherwise. ANYWAY.
THEY READ US.
BTS READS US. They do. I cannot tell you how many times I've been told "Yeah so Hobah says ARMY's on their bullshit again", like.... Y'ALL. I HEAR THIS WEEKLY. And in case the bajillion posts didn't clue you in, Hoseok hangs with Jimin almost daily. They are close in a way that, I hate to even say it, Taehyung and Jimin are not. Not anymore.
He did post though.
I mean he didn't say "bro" or anything so it isn't romantic but... don't get any crazy ideas, they're fine. They're just fine, fine, fine. Sing it with me, they're fiiiine... kinda.
I'm actually addressing the maknae line in a series that may have to take a back seat to Busan this week. The lines at Magnate are OUT THE DOOR (photo stolen from twt user pjmdata who is there, unlike me but very like Kev and X)
And naturally some elements just have to go and step on normal human boundaries and insert themselves into every situation:
It's not as big a deal as it looks. Kev saw it and says it's actually one of those oversized poster-type digital ads in a station, people sneeze as they walk past it and don't even look because the rest of Busan is rightfully INSANE, lining up at the Jeon Park Tribute Wall and everything. I'm told it's an entire Jiminfest over there right now. That's gotta be chapping some asses.
So, listen. The Jeon-Parks are doing well. Happy, as much as any closeted gay couple in a massive media frenzy can be. It's not easy spending years of your twenties dodging the press and the cameras and the fans you love so you don't get outed. Jungkook in particular, never a lie-down-and-take-it kind of guy (ahem, as far as we know), is having a rough time with the Golden Closet. Films or no films. Maybe personal films, I'm not judging.
It's a beautiful sunny day in FloriDUH and I'm off to see my only daughter for the first time in a solid year so cut me a break, willya, I'll update as I have the inclination but yeah. I think we may have a coming out before I expected it. We'll see. I LOVE YOU GUYS, LOVE YOU LOVE YOU LOVE YOUUUUUU /rosebowl /fireworks
I'm out. Carry on.
#jimin#jungkook#must be 2022 in the jeon park house#jeon parks jeonparking nbd#also a whole park jimin exists#and a jeon jungkook#busan#yet to come#jikook#jikook just jikooking nbd#kookmin#jmjk
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Okay but…pretty please share your Pedro boy sexuality hcs?? My toxic trait is headcanoning every character I love as enby tbh
GIDEON, YOU JUST MADE MY DAY. that is so god damn real of you, bless.
also as an lgbtqia person, i'm not perfect so if there's any language/terms that i use that are harmful/incorrect, please tell me!!
also these headcanons don't stop me from reading fics/headcanons that go against anything i state here. i'm always open to different thoughts/interpretations of these boys and always down for queer representation, no matter the form it comes in.
i am more than happy to share these headcanons with you!!! i'm gonna try and remember as many as i can:
obviously we've got the canon boys - dieter (i see him not giving two shits about pronouns and is happy to be referred to in any way) and oberyn being bi, and silva being gay. i love that he's played multiple canonically queer characters, and i never see people taking advantage of that?? ok not never, there are a few that acknowledge these three love men and i love those writers to death, thank u for your service lol
i'm gonna put all the bi/pan boys here:
marcus p (pan, prefers women/fem aligned people)
frankie (bi, loves equally)
javi g (pan, prefers men/male aligned people)(i could also see him questioning his gender a little? might start liking "they" once in a while)
jack (bi, prefers women)(might be demiromantic given that he's still in love with his wife)
nico (pan, loves equally and is a bit of a slut and we celebrate that here)
max p (pan, loves equally, but probably said/did some things that were harmful in college to impress his bros. he was in a frat, wasn't he? was 100% closeted until being turned.)
ezra is nb/gnc and is pansexual. i see him using he/they pronouns. every time i see your icon i do a little happy dance lol
din is demisexual and really only has feelings for cobb
marcus m is straight and demisexual, really only loved his wife and is content to keep it that way
shane/dio is gay and is very closeted/overcompensates a lot
ok and we've got the ones i believe are straight, however:
joel is straight, but is completely comfortable with himself. has gone to a gay bar or two in his time and was very flattered when men would hit on him/buy him drinks. also, i could see him just like, not feeling anything sexual/romantic after tess. i do think he and tess were romantically involved; i don't think it was just sex/physical. it's really not something i see him caring about after her. so he's gotta be somewhere on the ace spectrum.
i'm kind of on the fence about javi p, because i could see him going one of two ways; he's either experimented and came to the conclusion that he's just more attracted to women than anyone else, or he's near violently straight. and that's either a combination of the time period he's in, or some other reason. but ultimately i think he's straight.
pero is straight, but like, probably in denial about himself. it gets lonely as a merc and when you're traveling with a bunch of men all the time? i could see him just like, not caring one way or the other. a hand/mouth on his dick is still a hand/mouth on his dick y'know what i mean? lmao
maxwell is straight, and is the only one i can see being a tad homophobic before either someone tells him hey, maybe that way of thinking is bad, hm? it's the 80s, it would make sense, but i can see him having a complete turn around and being a total ally. probably a little cringey, but he's got the spirit! lol
(juan diego)veracruz and omar are straight af and probably never questioned it.
dave is straight and loves carol only. i could also see him being one that experimented but decided he only loves women.
ok phew! i think that's all of them. if i think of any others i'll add them lol thank you again for asking!! i'm glad someone was just as interested in this topic as i am lmao
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K I gotta rant. ITS driving me crazy.
So I've been in a long distance relationship for nearly two years. Known him since we were just fresh into high-school.
Bla bla bla.
Bro goes to prom without me in May. While we're dating. He says he's going with friends. And I'm like. Eh that gives me the ick.. (he lives an hour away and has turned down every opportunity to meet up) but I accept it. He's gone the whole day. Doesn't say shit right. Promises to show me pics. I try to be happy for him. Tell me why I just found the pictures by mistake on someone else's Instagram? TELL me why he didn't mention that he wore a matching suit to the dress of his closest best friend who he always blows me off for and is moving in with in a few months. You know, the friend he's told me he will always put over me and would never cancel on for me for anything. The one he can stop talking to me to call with but can't even text me when he's literally doing nothing with them. Yeah.
And then this weekend he told me how I'm just in the computer. And he doesn't want to be on his computer. He wants to go out and live his life. Fair enough man, I get it. But maybe don't insult and degrade the person you chose to be in a relationship with? He genuinely makes me feel like I'm this massive burden that he doesn't want around.
He never told me about this one person either until last week when WE were supposed to be able to talk before he went out of state with the prom friend. He never told me about this new person until he was a few minutes away from getting coffee with them. And apparently how he met them. Was. And I quote, "they looked cool and gay so I asked for their Instagram".
It's sketch because this was last minute. But I can't ever even CALL him because he's "busy." And "can't make last minute plans." And "his parents have to know all details even if he's 18" and they apparently can't know about me. Which I get it. Parents can be strict. But like.. if they're cool with your Starbucks stranger why the hell am I an issue if we've been together this long?
Also. I'm not allowed to tag him. Starbucks bitch can tag him though! And they can comment things like "aw can't wait to see you x" but I'm not allowed to comment on his posts because what if someone sees. But literally anyone else can.
I'm toning this all down. He literally goes out almost every single day to go on date like activities. And I'm like you know what, I'm not gonna be controlling. As long as things are cool it's fine.
But we've been together for this long. And he only just told his friends about us in about April. OF this year. With no prior mention of me. Ever.
He gets mad when I try to work things out with him. Mind you, I'm a total pushover about it. I let him do anything.
But the moment I decided to wait until after his Starbucks date to politely ask if we could go over boundaries because this made me uncomfortable, he went off on me. Made it about something else entirely. Mentioned my sh (which was just a total weapon. I've been so clean and so good.) AND made the comment about how I'm just in the computer. And he doesn't want to spend his life at the computer.
Which again, fair enough. But. Then he proceeded to watch Netflix. On his computer. You see the issue?
Also, I never have his undevided attention. He quite literally only talks to me when looking at Twitter or whatever else. AND it's very few words and very far in-between.
It just hurts me. I literally sobbed texting him and I flat out said I just wanted to be loved half as much as he loves his friends. And he literally just told me how he wants to spend time with his friends and I need to not bother him.
Why are we dating then? If you hate me and cannot spend time talking to me, why string me along?
His good moments with me are so few in between now. And I'm hurt beyond repair. But he's away on that trip. And I'm waiting until he gets home to talk about all this. But I guarantee he's going to be mad over it. No matter how I present it.
I'm sorry, but I've been so lenient and so patient. And I can't keep being guilt tripped and treated like less than literal feces.
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pls tell us about project sekai we see you guys post about it all the time but all we know is vocaloid rythme game + Tsukasa is a person who exists and probably sings?
so any sort of interesting plot stuff or just weird fun facts would be much appreciated
I put stars next to the people I can elaborate on if anyone cares 👀
(Tsukasa is indeed a person who exists and sings <33333 he is my blorbo)
Okay so the basic premise of the game (story-wise, gameplay-wise it's basically just a standard rhythm game) is that if a person or group of people have strong enough feelings, it makes like a parallel universe called a Sekai. A Sekai is basically like a manifestation of their feelings, and it has vocaloids in it that act like therapists. The story follows five bands and their Sekais.
Leo/Need
I have never seen a L/N fan
Their music style is rock, and they follow a school theme. Also stars
The basic synopsis of their story is that they were friends as kids but grew apart since Saki (blonde girl and Tsukasa's sister) got sick, and now they want to be friends again and start a band
Members include Ichika (black hair, she's such a flat character I cannot think of a single thing about her personality), Saki (very bubbly, her whole character is basically I'm Not Sick Anymore Let's Do Stuff), Shiho (grey hair, absolute bitch), and Honami (brunette, people pleaser)
More More Jump!
Nobody likes them either lmao
Their music is basically just. Cutesy pop shit?
The leader of their group wants to be an idol, so she works together with idols who quit for one reason or another to make a new idol group
Members include Minori (redhead, aspiring idol, very clumsy), Haruka (blue hair, Minori's favorite idol, idk I think she has self esteem issues??), Airi (pink hair, tsundere), and Shizuku (light blue hair, Shiho's sister, very dumb)
Vivid Bad Squad ⭐
They're the gayest bitches here, everyone likes them
Their music style is "street music" which I disagree with but w/e
They want to host a music event that's cooler than a different fictional music event. More importantly, two lesbians get together, team up with two gays, and then the gays break up and cry for several chapters before getting back together. Every story they have is about the lesbians supporting each other or the gays supporting each other. As bros though
Members include Kohane (blonde girl, new to the music scene and a bit shy), An (black and blue haired girl, every wlw loves her, very confident), Akito⭐ (orange and yellow hair, bitch but in a loving way this time), and Touya⭐ (he looks like Shouto Todoroki, very autistic, daddy issues <3)
Wonderland x Showtime ⭐
Definitely the most popular group
Theatre kids <3
A bunch of gay people want to help Emu (pink hair) keep her grandfather's theme park going, so they form a theatre troupe. Their main antagonist is their various mental illnesses and capitalism
Members include Tsukasa⭐ (blonde boy, scrungly, definitely has NPD and autism/pos, forgot most of his childhood because trauma, makes looking after his sister his entire personality, loud bitch, omg), Emu (very peppy, imagine Pinkie Pie is a high schooler), Nene (green haired girl, gamer, has social anxiety, another tsundere), and Rui⭐ (purple and blue hair, social outcast, very into robots and explosions)
Nightcord at 25:00 ⭐
Nightcord being Discord and 25:00 being 1 am. Which. Mood. My favorite unit
They get the #broken music <3
A bunch of depressed teenagers form an online band, and now they're attached and are trying to cure each others' mental illnesses through the power of codependency and love
Members include Kanade⭐ (white hair, autism personified, savior complex), Mafuyu⭐ (purple hair, gifted kid syndrome, also very autistic), Ena⭐ (brown hair, pspspsps Seth you wanna kin her so bad /hj, has an inferiority complex, another tsundere, Akito's sister), and Mizuki⭐ (pink hair, basically canon transfemme 😳, stop repressing your emotions bbgirl)
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All It Took Was One Look - Chapter 22
*Warning Adult Content*
Aiden
I had this empty feeling in me all day.
After the football game and everything that happened yesterday I've been feeling like I needed something, I guess as I stared up at the ceiling longing, it was for another kiss from Liam.
A blush invaded my cheeks.
'He stole my first kiss,' I thought... I should be mad but I wasn't.
How could I... it was perfect.
My mind drifted back to the game as I watched him on the field.
I'm not one for football, I have no idea what the rules in the game were or anything are but from what I saw we were winning but all I could paying attention to was Liam.
His hot black and gold jersey with the number one on it and those tight tights that hugged his ass perfectly. Yum.
He had been giving me confusing vibes and signals lately.
He had a gorgeous girlfriend, he was straighter than a ruler but for some reason I was getting different impression when he was around me.
Especially from that hug and then the bowling alley when he had licked my neck.
I had this weird feeling that he had be ignoring me all day.
When I caught up with him at his car I could tell something was off, there was a tension in the air between us that wasn't there before.
I remember reaching up and taking his stupid glasses off and was stunned to see yellow glowing eyes.
All I know was that wasn't normal at all.
I wanted to say something but things got out of hand quickly and we began to kiss.
God, that kiss went on forever and I enjoyed every minute of it.
Then things got heated and it happened, he bit into my neck.
I cried out in surprise expecting pain but instead it was enormous pleasure.
The constant tingles I felt being in his arms intensified and I was bucking up him in a moaning mess.
Silently begging him to never stop, never wanting to lose this feeling forever.
My body was on fire and I just wanted to scream in desire as my fingers griping in his hair tightened and I held him closer to my neck.
I was on a pleasure high and I never wanted it to end.
But unfortunately he pulled away licking at my neck sending my body to shiver one last time.
He let me slide back down his body and set me down on my feet.
The awesome high he gave me slowly fading but that didn't mean I didn't feel good still.
I watched as he pressed his forehead against mine, his eyes turning from a bright yellow back their normal, beautiful hazel.
I lost all I was about to say as he gently burying his fingers in my hair bending down to give me one more kiss but this one was filled with so much tenderness and... love?
I was brought back to my room by a loud bang.
Jumping from my bed I looked at my closed door.
Slowly I moved closer to the door, my heart beating erratically and with a shaky hand praying it wasn't Brent I opened it.
I was blessed with the sight of my brother Nash who had a huge smile on his face before giving me a bear hug.
"LIL' BRO," he yelled excitedly before releasing me.
"Nash," I said happily.
I hadn't seen him in a couple weeks and I missed him.
"Where the hell did you go?" I asked crossing my arms.
He grinned before messing up my 'use to be' awesome hair.
"I was with Cassie at her parents in Washington," he said walking into my room jumping on my bed and I glared at him.
"Washington? As in Washington DC? Why didn't you tell anyone you were in another state?" I scolded with my hands on my hips... mimicking mom.
Nash started laughing.
"Sorry mom, I didn't think I needed permission to leave the state when I'm an adult," he said sarcastically.
I rolled my eyes walking over to him and laying back on my bed.
"Whatever," I said staring at the ceiling again.
It became silent between us and my mind wandered.
I wonder what Liam's doing, what does that kiss make us?
More importantly what does that kiss make him?
I started to frown, does this mean he's gay too?
Does he like me or did he want to know what kissing a guy felt like?
How weird that sounded.
"What's up with you," Nash asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.
Turning my head to look at him, his dusty brown hair was hanging in his face as his blue eyes staring at me curiously.
"Nothing, why?" I asked.
He didn't answer, his eyes just continued to scan my face.
"Are you sure? Is Brent giving you trouble again?" he asked his face tightening and his eyes narrowing.
I bit the inside of my bottom lip.
Should I tell him?
My bruises were gone now so there was no evidence of what happened but Nash wouldn't think I was lying.
No... I should just keep my mouth shut, just wait till he leaves and everything will go back to normal.
Then I thought about it.
It won't be normal, I keep thinking about the pills I took.
I haven't had the urge to use but Brent being here is going to get worse and I don't want that urge again.
I don't want to fall back into the old me again.
"No, it fine," I said finally.
His lips were drawn in a hard line.
"Don't lie to me Aiden... Is he messing with you? Because I'll beat some sense into that little piece of shit," he growled.
My eyes widened in shock at the venoms sound of his voice.
"No Nash, he's not bothering me," I said firmly looking him straight in the eyes.
His face softened.
"Well if he does gives you trouble you call me and I'll fuck him up," he said.
I nodded a little disappointed... I guess I'm to convincing.
Then I registered something.
"Call you?" I asked.
He scratched his head nervously.
"Yeah," he said slowly.
"Cassie and I are moving in together."
I felt my stomach drop.
"W-what?" I stuttered.
He sighed his face showed his guilt.
"Cassie and I think it's time to take the next step in our relationship. I know this means I won't be around as much but I'm still here for you Aiden. All you have to do is call, I'll be there in heartbeat."
He placed his arm around my shoulder pulling me into his side.
"You're still my little brother and I'm always here to protect you," he said giving me his hundred watt smile, I struggled to smile back.
This means I'm all alone in this house with a psycho cousin on the loose.
I thought that the threat of Nash's presence would be there to protect me from 'him' be my defense but now I was defenseless.
This was a reality check... I couldn't rely on my brother on everything, I needed to fight back.
But it scared me to death, 'he' scared me.
The next day Nash came by to box his things and dad, Brent and I helped him put his stuff in the car.
Mom was crying and making food for Nash to take home.
We all stifled our laughs as she smothered him in a lung crushing hugs.
"Mom... okay."
Nash detaching himself from her with a desperate expression.
"Oh, my baby," Mom cried throwing her arms around him again and squishing their cheeks together... Nash just groaned and let her hug him for the hundredth time, he didn't even try to hug her back.
Dad just shook his head grinning.
"Alright Grace let the boy go," he said.
Mom stubbornly shook her head tightening her grip.
My brother grunted trying to escape again.
"Mom, I got to go," he whined.
"Okay," she responded her arms not budging.
"Yeah, I got to go," he repeated once again.
She just nodded her head.
"Uh huh."
Sighing he pushed her away with a little trouble.
"That requires you to let... go."
He finally got free and ran behind me.
My dad had to wrap his arms around mom to keep her still.
Trust me when I say I was dying from laughter.
I turned around to face him, wiping the tears from my eyes.
"Oh, you think that's funny do you?" he hissed.
I snickered, nodding.
"Beyond funny, that was hilarious," I responded doubling over in laughter again.
He pursed his lips before giving me a small hug.
"I'll miss you lil' bro," he said.
This stopped my laughter as a knot formed in my throat.
"I'll miss you too Nash," I whispered in his shoulder not trusting my voice.
He pulled back, ruffling my hair.
"I'm just a phone call away remember. And it's not like I'm moving to a different country," he said the last part loudly looking pointedly at my mom.
I chuckled.
"I know," my voice quivering a bit.
He looked down at me and his face softened.
"I love you," he said softly.
I took a deep breath, he was more than a brother to me, he was a friend and the house wouldn't be the same without him.
"I love you too," I replied.
Giving me one more hug he said good bye to dad and Connie before giving Brent a narrowed eyes look.
Brent sneered.
"Watch yourself Brent," Nash warned but no one seemed to noticed the venom in his tone but me.
Brent rolled his eyes and snickered.
"Don't worry Nash, I always do," he said with a quick raise of his brows and a smug smirk.
Nash growled before heading to his car.
Then he was gone.
Everyone went back in the house all except Brent and I who glared at him trying my hardest to hide my fear of him.
He walked up to me and I took an involuntary step back.
Snickering, he took another step closer till he was close enough to where I could smell his minty breath.
"Oh Aiden, are you scare of me?" he mocked in a friendly tone.
I noticed I was shaking... his cold green eyes were bright from the fear harbored in mine.
"N-no," I struggled to get out blowing my cover.
A creepy smile crept on him face as he leant forward close to my ear.
"Yes you are, Aiden," he whispered my name slowly.
I shivered from disgust.
He pulled back patting the side of my face hard causing my eyes to close with every pat.
He turned back to the house while I stood their breathing deeply.
My jaw tightened with the unexpected wave of anger that was crashing over me.
It was a week after Nash moved out and that mind blowing kiss from Liam.
We were at lunch Robin and Caleb a new addition to our table and so was Dom surprisingly.
He was actually a pretty cool guy.
He and Eric hit it off, they were like brothers they were so alike.
He was also always attached to Jeanine, everywhere she went Dom wanted to go.
He was like a little puppy.
Robin didn't seem to like that to much but she didn't say anything.
And Caleb continually tried to flirt with me, not that I had a problem with that he was a cool guy, it's just I couldn't stop thinking about Liam.
It's been a week and I haven't seen him at school, I was starting to worry.
Was he avoiding me again?
I started to fidget with the thought.
Did I repulse him?
I absentmindedly rubbed the mark he had left on my neck with my fingers.
I mean why did he kiss me if he didn't like me?
"Hey looks like queen Bee's doesn't look to happy. I can practically see the steam coming from her ears," Jay teased to the table.
This caused me to turn and watch as Liam's girlfriend stomping over to her popular table.
Oh God. He had a girlfriend you idiot, why would he want you?
My heart sank, you're pathetic Aiden.
I turned back to look at my untouched food.
I noticed Dom giving me a sympathy expression.
UGH.
Abruptly I stood and left the cafeteria, I needed time to myself.
Huffing, I walked down the halls trying to clear my head.
Along the way I noticed I wasn't getting as much bull from everybody anymore.
A few people would try and trip me in the halls or throw something at me.
I got the occasional name call here and there but besides that it was manageable... to an extent.
But something weird was happening as I continued down the hall was.
I was get confused stares from people as if they didn't know what to make of me.
Frowning I turned up a flight of stairs and out a door that lead to the roof.
I took a deep breath of fresh air... the gravel crunching under my feet.
I stood there looking out at the scenery.
All I saw was a vast growth of green trees, since we lived close to forestry lands.
There were colors of white and red buildings here and there but mostly green surrounding patches of houses.
I remember when I first found this place.
It was my sophomore year and I was overloaded with work it was overwhelming.
So I ditched class for a break and I came up those stairs and found the door unlocked.
When I caught breathtaking view, ever since then this has been my 'me time' space.
I slide down the wall sigh as I rested my arm on one of my bent knees... my gaze lingering on all the trees like always.
I always wondered what kinds of animals lived in those trees.
I use to wondered if those wolves in those trees.
I smiled, I have always thought that they were beautiful creatures, it would have been awesome to see one.
Their long fur and fluffy faces and those crazy yellow eyes that stare into your soul.
I stopped up short as I was brought back to Friday night.
There was no mistaking that Liam's eyes were glowing a bright yellow.
I frowned.
"That's not possible."
Was he wearing some crazy type contacts?
But why would he be wearing contacts after a game?
And why yellow?
No, that can't be right, I've see his eyes change countless times and it's not normal.
Did he have a medical condition?
I tried to recall all my medical knowledge from class but I couldn't think of any illnesses that make your iris change colors like.
"Well besides Jaundice but that affected the sclera. Plus he's too tan for that..."
"What are you doing up here?"
I yelped in surprise at a deep voice interrupting me.
I snapped my head to see Mr. Simons my anatomy teacher standing by the closing door.
I shot to my feet with a guilty expression.
"Um... I-I-I..."
He chuckled lifting his hand up.
"Whoa, it okay, you're not in trouble Aiden," he said walking over to me.
I head the crunch of the gravel as he came to sit beside me.
He lowered his head down in a gesture, so I sat back down awkwardly.
'This isn't weird or anything,' I thought.
It was silent for a while till he broke it.
"So what brings you up here?"
His gaze was focused forward.
"I needed to be alone," I said and he nodded understandingly.
"Yeah I know how that feels," he chuckled.
"How did you know I was up here?" I asked looking up at him curiously.
His green eyes trained on me, they weren't scolding but bright with delight.
"Let's say I sensed someone was up here," he said a little mysterious.
I furrowed my brows together.
"Okay," I responded slowly.
He ran his hand through his messy brown hair.
Mr. Simons was one of my favorite teachers, he was cool and took time out of his day to listen to problems we cared to share with him.
He just had that quality about him that just made you just wanted to spill your gut out to him.
Plus he wasn't that old so he could see your problems from your point of view and help you work it out.
He gave you good sound advice and a choice.
Unlike older folks who just tell you what to do and that's it.
And he was hot.
"Come now what's bothering you Aiden?" he asked turning his head to have a better look.
I couldn't quit look him in the eyes.
"I don't really want to talk about it... with... you," I said softly before looking up at him quickly.
"No offence."
He chuckled.
"None taken," his smile faded a bit.
"I know you're going through a hard time right now. I know you hardly want to hear someone talk to you about something that they know nothing about but trust me you're not alone in all this."
Confused I looked up at him.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"I can't tell you that... it's not for me to say," he answered confusing me more.
"I hardly see anyone else getting food thrown at them and pushed in lockers," I said with a short humorless laugh.
I looked back out over the roof.
"No, I'm all by myself."
"Aiden..." he paused.
"Life can be cruel sometimes and there's really nothing we can do about that, it's just how the world works."
I nodded in agreement.
"But life also works in mysterious ways."
I could tell he was leaving out a huge chunk of this conversation.
"Like how?" I pushed.
"Like, you can be the popular guy throughout your school years, known as the Jock. The' hot' guy that all the girls fall for and you get everywhere by your looks alone. That guy that bullies the school nerd because he's weak but when you get to that age where looks and charm don't matter and it's all about what you know. That guy ends up living pay check to pay check with a dead end job, he hates living in a rat infested apartment and starts to lose his hair," he teased trying to get me to laugh.
I just smiled.
"What are you trying to say?"
"I'm say the nerd he bullied back in high school ends up to the CEO of the place the jock works at and he's a billionaire living the life of luxury... with a Ferrari as his cheapest car in his garage. Do you get what I'm saying now?"
"I get it but that doesn't mean that's going happen to me."
I know I'm being super negative but hey who can blame me.
My life hasn't been all unicorns and rainbows.
"Trust me Aiden you have a big future ahead of you and a very important one."
I laughed.
"You're only seventeen, I really don't think that you've had as rough of a life as some people," he said his green gaze focused on me.
I bit my bottom lips out of nervousness.
"No offence Mr. Simons but you don't know anything about me," I told him he looked thoughtful for a minute before nodding.
"You're right Aiden, I don't but I hope that changes one day," he said softly.
I frowned, just about to ask what he meant but the bell rung for fifth period to start.
Mr. Simons got up.
"Well... are you ready for another day of studying the human body?" he joked enthusiastically.
I smiled nodding before hopping to my feet and following him to his class.
He got my mind off of things but as soon as I was in class and the subject was on evolution but my mind was back on Liam.
Yellow eyes, yellow eyes, yellow eyes... yellow eyes?
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The Barbershop.
Every Sunday morning, me and the guys would meet at the Barbershop. Shawn's. It's been a ritual since we were kids. Ha. Oliver, David, Leo and me, Casey. Yeah I'm the last one because I'm the youngest one actually. This place was our home away from home, owned by Shawn Garrison. He was like the neighborhood's Yoda; a surrogate father to all of us snot-nosed kids growing up without our own fathers and or mothers present. A chance for all of us to seek out comfort and solace yet it becomes the last time me and my boys ever set foot in and here's that story.....
"I'm telling you bro, it was a man." David came bursting as he tried to get his voice through the commotion. Everyone turned towards him, as he probably wanted and immediately craving all the attention, however, he'd do something extreme or even obscene. "Sheesh bro, what the hell is up with you now?" Olly chimed in his typical cynical fashion but was there for support.
David continued on about his date with the Lovely Giselle, but even with the name like that I'd be a bit skeptical. Although, I'm not the one to judge anyone's lifestyle alternately yet there's certain things that someone should keep to themselves but I digress. "So you know I had to rock the flyest fit right? Especially with the all white Ice Creams." All of us looked around at each other realizing that this girl must've been special because David Dinard Thompson III would've never put on his best for anyone, let alone his mother, so it was serious.
"Casey, I should kick your ass for hooking me up with that thing." He turned towards me and uttered but honestly it wasn't even my fault when my Fiancee was the one who's related to the woman but I couldn't resist. He was always acting as if he's the man, bedding any woman that he'd meet in one glance. In fact, I'd never get over when he seduced my younger sister and broke her heart.
"Whatever. That Lovely chick was guy. Her hands was a big as mine and she tried t--" He paused looking around all paranoid thinking that there's some ears that'll hear him being transphobic or even the toxic masculinity that he's spewing. "Tried to what D?" We all chanted because to be frank, it was entertaining whenever he'd tell a story whether funny or serious. His dramatics were telling.
"TELL YOU WHAT BRO. I ain't gay. I love women." David shuttered as he thought about his next phrase still looking around as if he was waiting for someone to come in and get all politically correct on him but this was new low even for him. "SHE TRIED TO GRAB MY DI--" He screamed out, which launched the rest of us in deep laughter while in unison. He was so embarrassed, David left and we never saw him again.
Times in THE BARBERSHOP.
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Chapter 9 - Two Bros Chilling in the Hot Spring, 5 Feet Apart
Sky and Phos were chilling in the hot spring. They didn't sit next to each other, but were still pretty close. All was quiet, until they heard faint whispers…
"yooooo, ♪two bros chillin in the hot tub, five feet apart cause they're not gay!♪"
"What?"
"Why are we whispering?"
Sky looked at the three pokemon who were watching them and whispering. It was an Oshawott, a Snivy, and a Hydreigon.
Sky: "I'll have you know, we're both gay."
Phos: "Not for each other, but still."
Josh turned to Johmathoscalomew, pointing at Sky and Phos
Josh: "hah, clueless"
Johmathoscalomew: "Josh, come with me for a second."
Johmathoscalomew grabbed Josh by his ear and dragged him away. Hydreigon apologized to Sky and Phos and went with the others.
Phos: "What's their deal?"
Sky: "I don't care enough to find out."
And so, the two bros continued to chill in the hot spring, six feet apart this time.
Johmathoscalomew: "This is an intervention. Stop it. No one understands your 'vines' and 'means-'"
Josh: "Memes."
Johmathoscalomew: "Stop. Please."
Hydreigon: "I mean, even if no one understands him, is it so bad for him to have fun?"
Johmathoscalomew: "You don't understand. Every morning, he tells me to 'slay'. Every Wednesday, he says 'Sparkle On!' and then 'Sparkle Off!' the next day. Every time he throws something, he screams 'yeet'. He tells me that he 'misses his wife' even though he never had one?? Help."
…
"Does he know?"
"YOU-"
All of Treasure Town watched as Sierra carried Kilo to the hospital. Everyone started gossiping.
Duskull: "Did Sierra just… carry that dude to the hospital? Didn't think they actually cared about anyone…"
Kangaskhan: "I hope that Toxtricity will be alright…"
Marowak: "Perhaps that powerhouse isn't as heartless as we all thought."
Kecleon 2: "Told 'ya he's alright."
Electivire: "He?"
Kecleon 1: "Yep, Sierra's a he! …Did you not know this?"
Electivire: "No one really talks to him, so we didn't actually know."
Duskull: "With a name like Sierra, you'd assume otherwise, right?"
Kecleon 1: "No? Not really?"
While all of Treasure Town was talking about Sierra, Xatu just finished reading the letter from his brother. He walked into the crowd.
Xatu: "Ahem. I've received a warning from my brother."
Duskull: "Oh, the prophet guy?"
Xatu: "Yes. He-"
Electivire: "What happened?"
Xatu: "I'm g-"
Marowak: "He's getting to that, you numbskull."
Xatu: "H-"
Duskull: "Yeah, don't you know it's rude to interrupt people?"
Xatu: "…"
Everyone was silent, waiting for Xatu to say what it was he wanted to say.
Xatu: "P-"
Duskull: "So, what is it?"
Electivire: "Yeah, don't keep us wai-"
Xatu gave up and straight up left.
Marowak: "…what? Wasn't he gonna… huh?"
Kilo and Sierra left the hospital together, and went into town to look for Uni and Delta. They then saw all of Treasure Town standing around in confusion. Kilo walked up to the crowd (followed by Sierra, since he wants to make sure he doesn't collapse again).
Kilo waved hello. "Hey! What's going on?" Everyone else turned to see Kilo (and Sierra).
Kangaskhan: "Oh! Are you alright? We all saw you pass out."
Kilo: "Everyone? That's embarrassing…"
Electivire: "Sure was! Good thing Sierra took you to the hospital. How kind."
Marowak: "Yeah, that seemed pretty uncharacteristic of you, Sierra…"
Sierra, glaring: "What's that supposed to mean?"
Marowak: "UHHH… uhhh… I'm outta here."
Marowak tried to run away, but Sierra grabbed him by the scruff and lifted him. Marowak started flailing his arms around.
Sierra: "Care to elaborate?"
Marowak: "No! Put me down! Please!!"
Kilo sighed. "ANYWAY. What's everyone's gathered up for here.. for…… wait."
Electivire: "Uh… Wanna try that again?"
Kilo: "What everyone's… what's……"
Electivire: "You need a minute?"
Kilo: "Everyone here. Why."
Duskull: "Xatu got a message from his brother."
Kilo looked confused. "…Okay? What does tha-"
Duskull: "Usually means a world-ending catastrophe is gonna happen."
Kilo: "Oh... Waitwhatdoyoumean'usually'"
Electivire: "Oh, he predicted a meteor being on a collision course to his town, time stopping in various places here, a cult summoning Giratina from the Distortion World, an entire continent being mind-controlled, et cetera, et cetera."
Duskull: "Granted, it was always vague warnings, but he was always right. So whenever Xatu gets a letter from his brother, we just gotta hope it's not here and that someone will deal with it."
Kilo: "…And this is normal?"
Duskull: "Yep!"
Kilo: "Sounds inconvenient."
Electivire: "That's probably the understatement of the year."
Kilo: "Alright then… I… I'm gonna go now… Bye."
Kilo walked away from the crowd to go look for Delta and Uni. Sierra stayed behind and was still holding on to Marowak, who had just accepted his fate and gave up.
Uni and Delta had been sitting on a bench, not doing anything, until Kilo came up to them. Delta told Uni what had happened, so Uni stood up just to step away from Kilo.
Kilo: "Why did you just?"
Uni: "Don't want you to throw up on me. Simple."
Kilo: "Rude."
Kilo picked up Delta and walked back to the crowd. Uni decided to stay put.
Sierra noticed that Kilo's eyes looked very tired.
Sierra: "Hey, Kilo? You look pretty tired, you alright?"
Kilo: "Huh? Yeah, I'm fine. I mean, I was out for a few hours, right?"
Sierra: "Yeah, but you were unconscious, not asleep. Big difference."
Kilo: "Look, I'm fine, okay? No need… to… yaaawwwn worry…"
Kilo was trying his best to stay awake, but was failing. He felt his eyes close, and fell asleep standing up. Sierra put down Marowak, grabbed Delta from Kilo's arms, and woke him up.
Kilo: "zzz… mmm… whuh?"
Sierra: "Go home and sleep. I'll see you there later."
Everyone else raised their eyebrows at the same time at that sentence (🤨). They also started whispering. Kilo basically dragged himself home and immediately went to sleep on the floor.
Duskull: (They're living together?)
Electivire: (They're roommates?)
Marowak: (Do you guys think it's more than just 'roommates'?)
Electivire: (What do you mean "more than just roommates?")
Duskull: (Like… y'know… You know what he means.)
Electivire: (No, I don't.)
Marowak: (They're literally raising a child together. Need I say more?)
Electivire: (Yes?? Please say more?? I don't get it??)
Duskull: "Gay. They're gay. They sleep together and raise a kid together. What else do we have to say."
Sierra: "what-"
Electivire: "Ohhhhh! That makes sense! Yeah they're totally gay then."
Sierra: "???"
Marowak: (QUIET, HE CAN HEAR YOU TWO!)
Sierra: "I'm… gonna go now." And then he did.
Sierra opened the door and saw Kilo asleep on the ground, but the sound of the door opening woke him up. Sierra put Delta down, and went to Kilo's side. Kilo was too tired to move his body, so Sierra just laid down with him. The two snuggled together and Sierra started purring.
"How do you feel?" Sierra asked, still purring.
"...I feel... nice..."
The two wrapped their arms around each other. Delta decided that now would be a good time to bring food to his family so his new dads could have some alone time.
On his way to his family's home, Delta heard someone shouting.
"YOU- AAAAGHH. WHY?"
Delta hid in a nearby bush. He saw a Snivy, an Oshawott, and a Hydreigon talking to each other.
Hydreigon: "Maybe we should calm down…?"
Johmathoscalomew: "TOO LATE."
Josh: "Okay, okay! I'll stop for now. Don't want to make you blow up in anger or something."
Hydreigon: "Maybe you should take a break? The Hot Spring's right here, so…"
Johmathoscalomew: "Good idea…"
Johmathoscalomew and Hydreigon went to the hot spring. Josh followed for a bit before suddenly stopping.
"I know you're there. Come out."
Delta came out of the bush, absolutely surprised.
Delta: "How did you know?"
Josh: "Oh, I didn't. I just say that every time I leave a place just in case."
Delta: "Oh."
Josh: "What were you doing there anyway?"
Delta: "I was just walking by and then I heard shouting, so I hid. Is everything okay?"
Josh: "Oh, yeah, everything's fine, don't worry!"
Delta: "Alright then, I'll just go along then…"
Josh: "Wait."
Josh turned around to look at a tree.
Josh: "You there, the Swampert behind the tree. Come out."
Uni came out from behind the tree, annoyed.
Uni: "I thought you didn't know when people were hiding, how did you even know I was a Swampert?"
Josh: "Oh, I just saw you from the corner of my eye. What are you doing following this little child?"
Uni: "I'm making sure he gets to his destination safely. He's only 3."
Josh turned to Delta. "You know this guy?"
Delta nodded. "Yeah, we're on the same team."
Delta showed Josh his bandana, and then pointed to Uni's matching bandana.
Josh: "I see… Alright then!"
Josh turned around and went to the hot spring with his friends. It was very awkward at the hot spring. Josh tried to ignore the tension by making small talk but nothing worked. Sky and Phos were still there and were getting sick of Josh and his friends, so they got up and went home.
As Sky and Phos went back to Treasure Town, they went from shop to shop, doing their normal business. Eventually, they got to Xatu, who then told them a catastrophe his brother warned about.
Sky: "That's… That's really bad."
Phos: "Are we sure that there actually IS someone dealing with that?"
Xatu: "My brother's never lied, so I would assume so."
Sky: "Yikes… Hope that gets dealt with soon.'
#pofatrgwf#the power of family and this random guy we found#pokemon mystery dungeon#pmd#chapter 9#long post
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time for the thing where i yell about gay wizards Even More than ever before (with my heart, soul, AND ass) get ready
let's gooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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[Simon] "Why all the wars? Why did they all start with the vampire raids?"
"The war with the dark things started there," she says. "That should be obvious. I mean, mages and vampires have never got on--we need Normals alive, and they need them dead. But invading Watford, that was an act of war. And it was the first real attack by the Humdrum, too."
ok. my brain is fresh just getting back into this so bear with me but like. it was established that the dragon was under some sort of spell or trance or something when the humdrum sent it to attack watford, right? idk if it's different bc the creatures it sends are like. Creatures. but vampires are just People, so is it maybe not the same for them? is the understanding in the magickal world that the vampires were Working with the humdrum, like he told them to attack and they were like u got it boss, or were they similarly under a spell
bc if it was the latter then doesn't it mean they're like. not Technically at fault. like the dragon
and if they were working with the humdrum, why have they literally never shown up again since then. or are we just missing context here. if there's a war against dark things, as penny says here, then maybe that's implying that vampires and other Funny Guys are doing other shit on the side, just not directly relevant to watford or any of our characters' povs atm
(or MAYBE they were under a spell during the attack and their continued part in the war is because they were blamed for something they actually had no control over??? i mean they ended up having a Lot of casualties that day, what with being burned to a crisp and all that. whatever the reason for the attack was, it had to have been either really worth it for the price, or not even their choice in the first place)
thirdly, does the humdrum actually attack people who aren't simon? there was a point earlier in the book where simon was like "maybe the mage is right and i should leave watford, then everyone else would be safer because the humdrum wouldn't be sending shit to attack the school" which VERY much implies that it only goes after simon specifically
so then like. why would it send a bunch of vampires to attack watford before simon was even old enough to attend 🤔 and going with my theory that it came into existence directly because of simon, it just makes even less sense bc its number 1 fixation during its entire existence is. simon. at least that's what i'm assuming
also, last thing, that bit about "we need normals alive, they need them dead" is another detail highlighting how out of the ordinary the attack was- if they always feed off of normies then Why attack watford
it's all just more clues pointing to there being way more to the vampire attack than just another Humdrum Incident
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"You didn't hurt Baz."
"Maybe I did--he'd never admit it."
"Maybe it didn't hurt him," she says, "because he's already dead."
"Baz isn't dead."
"Well he's not alive."
"I....I think he is," I say. "He has magic. That's life."
👀 simon????
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[Baz] When I come back, Bunce is gone. I can tell she's been sitting on my bed again--it smells like her. Like blood and chocolate and kitchen herbs. I'll snap at her about it tomorrow.
lol saving it for later
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I need to go hunting in the Wood again; the rats are getting few and far between in the Catacombs, even though I try not to take the females.
It's a pain to hunt in the Wood. I have to do it during the day because the Mage brings the drawbridge up at dusk, and I can't Float like a butterfly over the moat every night like I did today; I don't have the magic.
bro get this guy some freakin ACCOMMODATIONS @ the mage i thought ur whole thing was diversifying and opening up the school to anyone w magic u ran ur mouth now WHERE'S ur money
not to get all up in arms abt fantasy boarding school but this guy shouldn't have to be scrounging around for rats down in the Cat of Combs to get by no matter HOW goth he is smH
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At first it was as if Snow was giving magic to me. Sending it to me. But then the magic was just there. It was mine, in that moment, everything that was his.
All right. I have to stop thinking about it like this. Like it was a gift. Snow would never have opened himself up to me if there hadn't been a dragon overhead....
ehehehehe getting carried away there :3c
I wonder if I could take the magic from him if I tried, but the thought turns my stomach.
Nice nice nice nice love it love this love that for u baz sweetie ur doing amazing
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"Baz?"
"What." I sit on my own bed, on top of the covers.
"I....can you come here?"
"No."
"I can come over there, then."
I cross my legs and arms. "You may not."
Snow huffs, exasperated. Good, I think.
baz sticks his tongue out at simon in the dark when he can't see
(simon does the same thing, forgetting that baz can see-)
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"You can't sit on my bed," I say as he sits on my bed. "And neither can Bunce. My bed reeks of intensity and brownies."
"Here," he says, holding out his hand.
"What do you want from me, Snow?"
"Nothing," he says. And he means it, the actual bastard.
LOL LMAO baz freaking out that none of his psychic attacks are working as simon continues to nonchalantly invade his personal space, none the wiser to the effects of his own unintentional psychic attacks,
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"Are you going to let me do it again?"
"No."
"Then it doesn't matter if it was a fluke!"
Snow's still sitting on my bed. "All right," he says, "Maybe."
"Maybe what?"
"Maybe I'd do it again," he says.
uououghguough 👀 👀 👀
(also the detail "he's STILL sitting on my bed," kfkdjglsdjdkgjdk lmaooooooo)
[...] "What if I turned it against you?" [...] "What if I took your magic, cast it against you, and settled Baz versus Simon, once and for all."
(he said s-)
Snow's mouth is hanging slightly open. His tongue shines black in the dark. "Why are you such a villain?" He sounds disgusted. "Why have you already thought of that?"
"I thought of it when I was still rhyming at the dragon," I say. "Didn't you?"
"No."
"This is why I'm going to beat you," I say.
GFKGJDOJFKDJGKD BAZ
he had to think the villainous thoughts first, to make room for all the gay thoughts later,
"We're on a truce," Snow says.
"I can still think antagonistically. I'm thinking violent thoughts at you constantly."
LOL
He grabs my hand. I want to pull it away, but I don't want to look scared--and also I don't want to pull it away. Bloody Snow. I'm thinking violent thoughts at him right now.
look dude with how twisted up ur thoughts of love and hatred for him are, expressing violence towards him is Basically a confession at this point
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the way baz is like, trying to defend himself by spitting Violence and Aggression at simon like he usually does, only to be met with simon just. calmly advancing, sitting on his bed, taking his hand, is like. so beautiful. so fucking good. baz is an angry hissing spitting cat and simon is slowly reaching his hand out to pet him and Then (what happens next will warm ur heart)
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Snow licks his bottom lip and closes his eyes halfway. Is this how he looked this afternoon? Crowley.
LMFAOOOOOOOOO if simon had stood in front of baz instead of behind him that dragon woulda crushed the entire school into rubble
I feel his magic.
At first it's a buzz in my fingertips, then a rush of static up my arm. I try not to squirm.
"Okay?" he asks. His voice is soft.
🥺🥺🥺
HIS VOICE IS SOFT AHGUGGHAUGHG STOP
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The static in my arm settles into a heavy thrum, like electrical sparks catching into flames. The discomfort goes away, even though the licking, flaming feeling gets stronger. This I know what to do with: This is fire.
👀 HAS NO IDEA HOW TO INTERPRET THIS BUT KNOWS IT MEANS FUCKING SOMETHING HRUGAGHUG ARE U KIDDING MEEEEEEEEEEE
"Still okay?" he asks.
"Grand," I say.
HE KEEPS CHECKING IN IM KIND OF SOBBING????????
"What does that mean--does that mean you could use it?"
I laugh, and it comes out more good-natured than I mean it to. "Snow. I think I could cast a sonnet right now."
"Show me," he says.
SCREAMSSSSSSSSSSSSSS WHY DOES THAT HIT WHY IS THAT SO GOOD WHY AMD I SCREAMINGGGGGGG AAAAAAAAAAAAA
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I speak clearly: "Twinkle, twinkle little star!"
By the time I get to the end of the next phrase, the room around us is gone, and the stars feel close enough to touch.
"Up above the world so high!"
Simon grabs my other hand, and my chest opens wider.
my face is in my hands this is so much this is SO MUCH THEY ARE IN THE STARS,,,, THEY ARE HOLDING HANDS,,,.,, FELLAS,,.,., CAN I GET A
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"Is it too much?"
"No. It's like you completed the circuit," I say, gripping his other hand. "I feel kind of drunk, though."
"Drunk on power?" he asks.
I giggle. "Shit, Snow. Stop talking. This is embarrassing."
"Do you want me to pull back?"
"No. I want to look at the stars."
"I'm pulling back," he says.
LET HIM LOOK AT THE STARS
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Now we're just sitting on my bed, holding hands. Simon Snow and I. I can't look at his eyes, so I stare at his cross.
Just Two Bros Sitting On The Bed Holding Hands After Visiting The Stars Together, What's Better Than This
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He looks uncharacteristically thoughtful. I wonder if he's forgotten that he's holding my hands. Or if he's forgotten what it means to hold hands. Or if he's forgotten who I am entirely.
I think again about pulling my hands away--but Snow could light fires in my palms at this point, and I wouldn't pull away. It feels like he has.
WE'RE LOSING HIM ALERT ALERT WE ARE LOSING HIM FAST
"Baz," he says, and it's not unprecedented for him to say my name, but I know he avoids it.
There It Is
He Avoids It
"This is stupid. If we're going to be working together, you can't keep pretending that I don't know."
"Don't know what," I say, yanking my hands back.
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"Get off my bed."
Snow stands up, but doesn't stand down. "I know. I've known since our fifth year. How're we supposed to help you if you're still keeping all these secrets? Like, why did you start school late this term? And what happened to you? And why are you limping?"
"That's none of your business," I hiss. "None of it."
fuck. fuck every time simon brings that up baz clams right the fuck up and i just. im dying to get to a point where baz CAN tell him like. is he even gonna TELL him or is simon just gonna like. Find Out. i want it so fuckin bad this is like. benchmark how much baz trusts simon it's gotta keep coming up and EVENTUALLY.......
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"We're supposed to find out who sent blood-sucking vampires to kill your mother, and you are a blood-sucking vampire. You don't think that's relevant?"
As if I can just admit that. Out loud. On the record. As if every other magician wouldn't gladly light me up if they knew it to be true.
:(((((((((
As if Snow himself hasn't been trying to expose me every day for seven years.
I clamp my jaw shut.
:(((((((((
JUST!!!!!! this is an assumption on my part but the idea that he DOES want to be able to trust simon with that information, in another universe, on another timeline, where allowing that info to be exposed wouldn't be a direct threat to his life LIKE. does simon even realize.
like im sure that was the point when he was trying to expose him as an enemy, but now that they're trying to be on the same side, temporarily, does simon even realize the implications of what he's asking baz to do.
this is just the "i could steal your magic" thing all over again, really. the "i thought of it immediately, didn't you?" baz's outlook on this entire situation, the baz vs simon situation, is through a lens of self-preservation, survival, taking any chance he can get to get the upper hand bc he knows he'll lose in the long run
so while simon's sitting here like "this is my current goal, we need to cooperate to make it happen, baz is just being stubborn because he sucks and hates me" whereas baz is like "this truce isn't gonna last forever, thinking about the long run the stupidest thing i could do right now is openly admit to the thing he's been maliciously trying to pry out of me for years"
it's just!!! kinda sad!!!!
and also. thinking about it as a Gay thing. u know, the "hiding an enormous part of ur identity from a community that would immediately turn against you if they knew" metaphor. baz really just straight up has No place he is truly accepted for all parts of him. like obvs there's the vampire thing everywhere except for home, where it's known, but then he said earlier that his dad doesn't accept his sexuality so even though he's technically safe at home, he's still not Accepted as he is
(and i'm pretty sure his aunt fiona knows and accepts that he's gay, but she fucking hates simon for war-related reasons SO LIKE)
makes me sad :(
i also wanna quickly touch upon smth else tho, which is simon's point about how honesty and openness between them will help with their search; baz is currently the only one who holds all the pieces to the puzzle so far; along with everything the three of them have discussed together, he also has the memories of the day of the attack, as well as what happened to him at the beginning of the school year.
bc that's another piece of it, i think; his kidnapping has everything to do with what happened with the vampire attack, probably the same person/group who orchestrated the attack was behind the kidnapping too, bc like. ok
the point of the attack was to turn baz & natasha into vampires, right, and that worked. baz is a vampire, and it's a Super heavily guarded secret- but obviously whoever ordered the kidnapping knew about it, or else the numpties wouldn't have thought to put him in a coffin or give him blood (and obvs they had numpties do it to conceal their own identity but like we already knew that)
ALSO while im talking abt it another theory to add onto that, u know what was Conveniently happening at the beginning of the school year at the time of The Numpting?? the whole thing w the Veil Lifting and all those ghosts comin thru w juicy info for me & u???
penny Literally said at one point that it used to be a Thing for people to get kidnapped or murdered before the veil lifting so they couldn't be told Crucial info abt like conspiracies and crimes n stuff SO LIKE. GUESS WHO SHOWED UP W CRUCIAL INFO ABT CONSPIRACIES AND CRIMES N STUFF
in conclusion baz was kidnapped to keep his mom from spilling the beans abt her murder by the people who murdered her and the WHOLE reason i bring this all up is bc baz is the Only One who has all the info necessary to make these connections but obvs he's not about to tell simon or penny about it, which potentially Does hinder the effort
so my point is to properly solve the mystery and get to the bottom of the whole conspiracy baz is gonna have to open up to them eventually and i am SUPER looking forward to it, PLEASE crack this guy open like a walnut i am Ready 2 Witness It my opera glasses are OUT
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[Simon] I have to admit, my first thought is that Agatha misses me. That she wants to get back together.
I'll say yes, of course. I won't even make her ask. We can go right back to how we were.
PLEASE not this not ur pathetic ass inventing a situation that glosses over agatha's issues and the reason she broke up w u in the first place
Maybe I'll even tell her what's going on with Baz--maybe she can help.
[...]
This has all been such shit. Ignoring each other. Sitting apart. Acting like enemies when all we've ever been is friends.
ok but this is making me sad :( i'd REALLY love to see simon get over the breakup and become friends with agatha again bc they're not right for each other romantically but as friends they would be so cute ;w; and also it just makes me sad when years long friendships are broken in general :(((
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But also, she's just not that social. Especially at school. She used to be really involved in dance, before Watford, and she's still all caught up in horses, and I think she's closer to her summer Normal friends than anybody here.
[...]
I don't think Agatha cares that much about magic, full stop. The last time we talked about the future, she was thinking about becoming a veterinarian.
bro how did it only hit me Just Now agatha is a HORSE GIRL she's out here begging her daddy not to get rid of the ornery stallion they got saddled with last week, she can tame him if he just gives her some time, she can teach him to LOVE
but jokes aside SEE this is what i mean agatha has her whole entire Other shit going on offscreen and it's just so. she is Neat
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I've been thinking a lot about Christmas lately. I always spend it with the Wellbeloves. I have since I first came to Watford.
[...]
It's how Agatha and I got to be friends. [...]
They're all good to me, Helen included. Agatha's mum gives me nice clothes for Christmas, and her dad talks to me about my future like I'm not going to die in a ball of fire.
I just really like them. And I like Christmas. And I've been thinking about how weird it's going to be to sit around the dinner table, talking to Agatha's parents, knowing that we're broke up.
🥺
(also that ball of fire line simon PLEASE)
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"My dad wants you to know that of course you're still welcome at our house for Christmas," Agatha says.
"Oh," I say. "Good."
"But I think we both know how uncomfortable that would be," she goes on. [...]
"Right," I say. It would be uncomfortable, I guess.
"It would ruin Christmas," she says.
[...]
"Right," I say instead.
"So I told him that you were probably going to stay with the Bunces."
Agatha knows I can't stay with the Bunces. Penelope's mum can only take about two or three days of me before she starts treating me like a Great Dane who can't help knocking things over with its tail.
[...]
"Right," I say to Agatha. "Okay."
She looks at the floor. "I'm sure my parents will still send gifts."
"I'll send them a card."
"That would be nice," she says. "Thank you."
GENUINELY SO FUCKING SAD OVER THIS?????
like ok agatha's not perfect & i know i've generally been in her corner but this is straight up like. a mean thing to do gjdkfjslgksdjkdf
i mean it's one thing not wanting ur ex to come over for christmas, completely understand that, but also. he's been coming over since before they were dating, since his first YEAR at watford, AND she knows he has literally nowhere else to go so he's just like. gonna be alone for christmas i guess????
IDK LIKE I SAID I GET WHY SHE'S DOING IT BUT ALSO I AM SAD FOR SIMON he was looking forward to it he didn't even consider that he might not still be going this year bc it's such a staple for him, like it's not just a breakup he legit considers the wellbeloves as family, or something close to it, and now he's being cut off from that and im just :((((((((((((
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I roll my eyes. He probably thinks pixies are a lesser species. Half-sentient, like gnomes and Internet trolls.
*SPITS DRINK* WHAT NOW?????????? HUH??????????????????? U WANNA RUN THAT BY ME AGAIN???????????????????????????????? HELLO??????????????????????
"It's like being a fairy named Mary," he goes on.
"Or a vampire named Gampire," I say.
"Gampire isn't even a proper name, Snow. You're terrible at this game."
GAMPIRE SIMON. GAMPIRE
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He still won't talk to us outside of the room.
Baz says it would confuse his minions to see him consorting with the enemy. He actually called them that--"my minions." Maybe he was taking the piss....
My Minions (affectionate)
(honestly after what he said abt internet trolls i wouldn't put it fucking past this universe to have Canonical Minions)
I can't always tell when Baz is mocking me. He's got a cruel mouth. It looks like he's sneering even when he's happy about something.
another one for the autistic simon headcanon, boys
Actually, I don't know if he ever is happy. It's like he's got two emotions--pissed off and sadistically amused.
(And plotting, is that an emotion? If so, three.)
SIMON PLEASE I CAN'T AKGJAGJSLDGDS
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Plus Penny doesn't want Baz to know that her family might be on the outs with the Mage. (Even though Baz'd probably sympathize.)
Even Though He'd Sympathize
(let them be allies! stop having them be enemies!)
Penny keeps reminding me that Baz is still my enemy. That when the truce ends, he could use everything he's learned against me.
But I'm not sure I'm the one who needs reminding. Half the time we're together, I'm just sitting on my bed reading while Penelope and Baz are comparing their Top 10 favourite spells of the 1800s or debating the magickal worth of Hamlet versus Macbeth.
GOD they're so FUCKING CUTE
The other day, he walked her over to the Cloisters on his way to the Catacombs. When he came back, he reported that there weren't any clues about how she gets into Mummers House. The next day, she told me he didn't acknowledge at all that he was on his way to suck blood out of rodents.
LMFAOOOOOOOOOO literally besties. literally Companions
"You going my way?" she says to him now, from the doorway.
"No, I'm in for the night," he says.
So fucking weird.
LOL simon bluescreens: a saga
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I'm getting my pyjamas together when he speaks up:
"So what's your plan next week? For the holidays?"
BROOOOOOOOOO HE SAID IT
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"Snow," he says.
"What."
"You should come to Hampshire."
I stop and look at him. "What? Why?"
HE DEADASS INVITED HIM OVER FOR CHRISTMAS BROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO IM OPEN MOUTH SCREAMINGGGGGGGGG
Baz clears his throat and folds his arms, lifting his chin to emphasize how much he looks down on me.
he's posturing dude he's trying to cover up how much he's screaming on the inside asking you this question show some respect
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"You're suggesting I go home with you."
"Yes."
"For Christmas."
"Yes."
"With your family."
Baz rolls his eyes. "Well it's not like you have any family of your own."
"You're mad." I move again towards the bathroom.
"How is it mad?" he demands. "I could use your help, and there's nothing here for you--you'd think you'd appreciate the company."
TEN REASONS WHY SIMON SNOW WOULD BE AN FUCKING IDIOT TO REFUSE MY GENEROUS CHRISTMAS INVITATION:
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"I can't stay in your house. Are you kidding me?"
"Snow, we've lived in the same room for seven years. How can you have a problem with this?"
THE DESPERATION..... THE JUMPS IN LOGIC...... BAZ PLEASE YOURE INSANE
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"She's sent his Men away again," Penny says. "Premal says the Mage himself is coming to the house next time."
"Then I should be there," I say. "He'd never hurt her in front of me."
Penny stops in her tracks. "Simon. Do you really think the Mage would hurt my mother at all?"
I stop, too. "No. Of course he wouldn't."
O O F
😬
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"Tell the Mage you're staying here for Christmas," she says. "He'll want to spend it with you."
That makes me laugh.
"What?" Penny asks.
"Can you imagine?" I say. "Christmas with the Mage?"
[...] "Think of the gifts," I say, laughing. "He'd probably wrap up a curse for me just to see if I could break it."
"Blindfold you, drop you in the Hell of the Wood, and tell you to come home with dinner."
"Ha!" I grin. "Just like in our third year."
the fact that they're joking that if the mage gave simon christmas gifts they'd just be more of the trials and tribulations he's been putting on him since he was like 12?????? HELLO???????
not to read too much into it but ZOOMS IN the way that simon's relationship w the mage is such that to imagine spending a holiday usually reserved for friends and family with him is SO ABSURD he can't even take it seriously, like the mage falls so far out of the categories of friend or family, their relationship is in no way sentimental but rather Strictly Business i.e. the mage setting Tasks for simon to complete like a fuckin rat in a maze, this whole excerpt just speaks volumes about their dynamic in contrast to the feelings simon has expressed on the matter in the past, in this essay i will
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He closes the lid of his trunk and snaps the latches. Then he looks at me, frowning, and decides something. I'm familiar with that look. I put my hand over the hilt of my sword.
LOL LMAOOOO GOD
"Snow....," he says.
"What."
"I feel like I should tell you something. In the interest of our truce."
I look over at him, waiting.
"That day you saw Wellbelove and me in the Wood..."
need to officially document that the second i read this line i shoved my face into my pillow and Had Emotions for a second
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I open my eyes. "You weren't trying to pull my girlfriend?"
"No."
"Sod off," I say. "You've been trying to get between me and Agatha since the day she chose me over you."
"She never chose you over me."
"Get over yourself, Baz.
He looks pained; that's a new one. "No," he goes on. "What I'm saying is--I've never been an option for Wellbelove."
SCREAMS SCREAMS WAILS AND SCREAMS HELLO HELLOOOOOOO??????????? IS HE LITERALLY TRYING TO COME OUT TO SIMON RN HELP HELLO PLEASE???????????? WHAT ELSE COULD HE POSSIBLY MEAN BY THIS IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
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"She interrupted me," he says. "That day in the Wood."
I ignore him.
"She interrupted my dinner. She saw me. I was asking her not to tell anyone."
OUGUGHGHUHOUGHG ???!?!!?!!!?!???!?!?!?! HE'S BEING VAGUE ABOUT IT BUT STILL GOD THIS IS SO CLOSE THIS IS LIKE TEETERING ON THE EDGE OF IT HES TRYING SO DAMN HARD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
"in the interest of our truce" MY ASS u are doing this for ur WHOLE ASS SELF "hmm what can i do to maybe make snow hate me a little less Oh I Know" FJGOFUGJFJGJ THOUGHT PROCESS EXPOSED
"And you had to hold her hands for that?"
"I only did that bit to piss you off. I knew you were watching."
"Well, it worked," I say.
popped him out of existence like an angry little pimple
"You're not listening." He's looking very pained now. "I'm not ever going to come between you and Wellbelove. I was always just trying to piss you off."
it's 3 am and i am kicking my legs and squealing and going like AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA i am PROCESSING FUCK
maybe not DIRECTLY coming out but at LEAST trying to communicate that he isn't interested in agatha and wasn't trying to ruin simons fucking love life (even tho we all know secretly he was)
but why is he looking so pained if he's NOT trying and failing to communicate that hes gay. maybe it's just that he's being genuine for probably the first time ever on purpose and it's going right the fuck over simon's head and making him even MORE pissed at him and gkagjsodgsdgkd
"Are you saying you flirted with Agatha just to hurt me?"
"Yes."
"You never cared about her?"
"No."
I grit my teeth. "And you think I want to hear that?"
"Well, obviously. Now you can make up with her and have the best Christmas ever."
WAS THAT THE REASON. HE FELT BAD THAT HIS MEDDLING CAUSED SIMON TO BE ALONE FOR CHRISTMAS AND HIS ONE ATTEMPT TO MAKE UP FOR IT BY INVITING SIMON OVER FAILED SO NOW HES LIKE I GUESS I'LL HAVE TO GET THEM BACK TOGETHER BC HE ASSUMES THE REASON THEYVE BROKEN UP IS BECAUSE OF THAT DAY IN THE WOOD
he's GENUINELY trying to do simon a solid even tho it means they might get back together which he doesn't want to see but he feels he owes it to him especially with the truce at play I?????????!!!!!!?!?!!!??????!!!!
im actually gonna SCREAM
"You're such an arse!" I say, jumping to my feet and charging at him.
"Anathema!" he shouts, and I hear him, but I almost plant my fist in his jaw anyway.
INVOKING THE PROTECTION OF ANATHEMA IN THE FACE OF IMMINENT DISASTER it will never get old it will NEVER not be so fucking good
imagine at some point in the future they're not even in their room but they start fighting and one of them yells ANATHEMA out of habit
Anathema Cant Save U Now Bitch *gives the wedgie of a lifetime*
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"She was carrying around your bloody handkerchief, that whole time you were gone. Since last year."
"What handkerchief?"
I go to the drawer where the handkerchief is shoved in
KEEPS IT IN HIS DRAWER,
with my wand and a few other things, then I wave it in his face. "This one."
Baz pulls the fabric out of my hand, and I pull it right back because I don't want him to have it. I don't want him to have anything right now.
LMFAO NOT THE DOUBLE SNATCH
NOT THE "FUCK YOU UNPULLS YOUR HANDKERCHIEF" REVERSAL
"Look," he says. "I'll stop. I'll leave Wellbelove alone from now on. She doesn't matter to me."
"That makes it worse!'
"Then I won't stop!" he says, like he's the one who should be angry. "Is that better? I'll damned well marry her, and we'll have the best-looking kids in the history of magic, and we'll name them all Simon just to get under your skin."
LOL LOL LOL LMAO LOL LMAO LMAO BAZ LMFAO BAZ SCREAMS
"Just go!" I shout. "Seriously. If I have to look at you anymore, I won't even care about the Anathema. If I get kicked out of Watford, at least I'll finally be done with you!"
oh SHIT he's not fuckign playing around baz u gotta get outta there he's gonna kill u in real life hgjfugjfugkdjgkdf
absolutely tragic. he tried so hard to make peace HE TRIED TO MAKE AMENDS IN THE NAME OF THEIR TRUCE and all he did was make things fucking worse AND THE WEEK BEFORE CHRISTMAS NO LESS
genuinely tho poor baz :( legit tried to make an effort and it blew up in his face
i mean it IS his fucking fault but STILL
it reminds me of before, back towards the beginning of the book, when simon was recounting the chimera incident and talked about how baz was shouting at him and "accidentally" told him what using magic felt like to him, when in reality he was offering genuine advice to help him in a dire situation
this again is an example of miscommunication as a result of their years long rivalry, because simon is basically incapable of registering anything other than antagonism on baz's part, he literally just always assumes the worst of him. so when baz Actually goes out of his way to be helpful or anywhere within the realm of amicable his intentions just fly right the fuck over simon's head because anything baz does gets put thru a Bad Faith filter before it even reaches simon's critical thinking center and he just goes Yeah Right Asshole every time
and this time especially went south bc simon is still very much hurting over the breakup and still 1000% blames baz so of Course when baz says shit like "yea no idgaf about agatha i was just trying to piss u off" simon's not gonna hear "oh baz isn't actually a romantic rival so there's no threat to mine and agatha's relationship" he's gonna be like "SO U RUINED MY RELATIONSHIP FOR NO FUCKING REASON U WEREN'T EVEN TRYING TO STEAL MY GIRLFRIEND U LITERALLY JUST WANTED TO SEE ME MISERABLE 😡😡😡"
which TBF is all literally true LMAO
so basically baz's plan to save simon's christmas fucking backfired to hell and back which is why he finally snaps and gets pissed at the end, because he can't fucking do anything right and now simon's For Real mad at him and he doesn't even have a date to the prom
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[Baz] I was trying to do Snow a favour.
A favour that doesn't serve my interests at all--at all.
yeah??????????????? Yeah????????????????? Are U Sure About That
I bloody well should marry Wellbelove. My father would love it.
Marry her. Give her the keys to whatever she wants keys to. Then find a thousand men who look exactly like Simon bloody Snow and break each of their hearts a different way.
LOLLLLLLLL Bring In The Twink Parade Tell Them All That They Bombed The Modeling Audition And They're Banned From Their Local Sephoras
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I didn't expect to mend any fences with all this...co-operating. I didn't expect to convince or convert Snow. But I thought we were making progress.
SOBBING AND WAILING
Like, maybe when this was all over, he and I would still be standing on either side of the trench, but we wouldn't be spitting at each other. We wouldn't be spoiling for the fight.
I know Simon and I will always be enemies....
But I thought maybe we'd get to a point where we didn't want to be.
U CANT DO THIS TO MEEEEEEE WHAT DO U MEANNNNNN 😭😭😭😭😭
ANY time baz uses simon's 1st name gets me in my fuckin heart BUT THIS ONE HURTS SO BAD AAAAAAAAAAAAA "i know simon and i will always be enemies" SNIFFLING AND HICCUPING AND WHIMPERING UAUAAAHGHG
the way he only does this shit when he's being Genuine and Unguarded abt his feelings for simon i. I!!!!!! i can't do it bro i cant take this anymore im literally gonna snap like a dry ass twig this is a TARGETED ATTACK,,,, ON MY FEELINGS,
he wants it so bad he wants simon so bad but he has to be Realistic he can't even hope for a future in which they're together he's SETTLING for this fantasy in which maybe, just maybe they can get to a point that they're not right at each other's throats, that he isn't completely despised by the one person he cares about most- he's hoping for the bare minimum, not even a happy ending but just the bare minimum of mutual reluctance to fight- and he can't even have THAT
the line between "lol rip baz" and "SOBBING AND WHEEZING LET HIM BE HAPPY" is a FINE ONE and all it takes is one funny lil pov switch and some vulnerability to make me pop like a go-gurt getting stomped into the playground
MAKE-A ME SAD :((((
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alright so i LIED about catching up to where i was this time gjgksdjfkjdg BUT IN MY DEFENSE THEY WERE BEING SO SOFT AND GAY,,, AND THEN THEY THREW MY HEART AGAINST THE WALL LIKE A WET PAPER TOWEL,,,,, HOW WAS I NOT SUPPOSED TO LOSE MY SHIT OVER THAT
so correction: NEXT TIME we might catch up to where i left off gjdfkjskdgsdfndgjdfj (did you see it??? the inclusion of the word "might", implying the possibility that we won't actually catch up next time,)
i make no promises c ya ✌️
#retag later#ss blogging#u know what i get a free pass on tag talking in these posts i already said So Much in the liveblog i'm all worded out#words out of stock. check back tomorrow]
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Every time I see a post from a person in the a-spec saying a good faith critic of homophobia in media/fandom spaces is aphobic bs actually and someone replies by rightfully telling them this is not about them, I have to stop for a second to think "wait, is this bitch cool or are they an exclusionist?"
I hate how disagreeing with someone on a topic where so much shit overlaps is two steps away from being a dogwhistle for aphobes. So to make it clear:
I'm not an exclusionist, I'm nowhere near an exclusionist.
Exclusionists should have started touching grass ages ago.
Asexual and aromantic folks are valid af and deserve representation too.
It's totally valid for them to get frustrated about the amatonormativity and all its cousins in every aspect of our culture.
Other queer people on the internet wanting to see two guys kissing because they look cute standing next to each other is not the biggest threat out there. It can bother you like it bothers me to see so much Harry Potter on everything, but I'm not entitled to anyone's fandom experience and neither are you.
Bros being bros is not inherently ace/aro rep. The words don't need to be used themselves, but that alone is as much rep as a male character not kissing the girl is gay rep.
Ask more from the media first. You deserve more than crumps as well. And yes, if you praise something for potentially having ace/aro rep when it's just dudes being dudes, I'm sorry, but it's easier and wiser business-wise for people behind the thing to just roll with it without ever committing, than making the characters explicitly gay or bisexual or whatever. You're doing them a favor even if they don't actually care.
Again, shipping can be annoying. It's not harmful. As long as you're not being an asshole about it and doxxing/harrasing people, it can easily be solved by touching grass.
Kink belongs at pride. If you're not mad about girls in thongs but leather daddies is where you draw the line, you need to unlearn a few things. This is not allonormativity, this is puritanism with a progressive coat of paint. We'll never be welcomed at the cisallohet club, by the way, no matter how respectable we make ourselves seem.
Aphobes, don't come anywhere near this.
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Jason swore loudly and had to resist the urge to throw his controller down, pissed that he kept dying cause of the game's stupid glitches (Also known as own mistakes). Still, he regained his composure, and smiled before saying
"Alright chat, we're gonna finish up this one and then we're gonna move on to another game. There should be a poll on top for what we do next"
Jason was a moderately successfully game streamer, averaging about 200 to 300 viewers a night, entirely based on his wit and skill. He knew for sure that they weren't coming for his looks, given his weedy, thin frame, overly pimpled face and large, nerdy glasses. Still, it was enough for him, and he was happy with the progress that he'd made.
As Jason got himself set up for the next game, he heard a shocking sound from above him. The victory theme from one of his favorite JRPGs was blaring through the speakers, and he came up, staring at the screen in shock. He knew what that sound meant. That meant someone had tipped him one thousand dollars, completely out of nowhere.
He looked in shock at the notification on the stream, seeing that it was from someone named JockBro69, with the simple message "Can't wait to get to know you better, cutie~"
Jason was completely stunned. Not only had someone actually redeemed the donation goal that he set as a joke (That being that whoever was stupid enough to tip 1000 dollars got to have a 15 minute private chat with him), it was also someone that he'd never seen in his chat before.
Thoroughly weirded out, but knowing that he had to honor his commitment, he sent the guy a quick private message.
"Dude, I don't know how to thank you enough! Guess I'll see ya pretty soon!"
With that, he sent the man his private zoom link, and said goodbye to the chat, who were still going wild over this turn of events, before pausing,the stream and hopping over to discord for the call.
Not two seconds after his stream stopped, he got a requested video call on discord from the guy, and he opened it up, giving a second for the video to load, but when it did, he was completely dumbfounded again. He was expecting the mysterious donator to be some fat, sweaty silicon valley nerd with too much and money on his hands, but instead what met him was possibly the hottest man he's ever seen, standing up and looking down at his webcam with a friendly expression.
"Fuck, bro! Its so good to finally fucking meet you, I've been such a big fan for a long time, and this is a really big deal for me~
The man had a deep, rumbling, pleasant voice, that shot straight down Jacob's spine and left him feeling strangely... inadequate. Like the fact that his voice wasn't as smooth or melodic as this guy's was his fault, and he should be ashamed of that fact. Still, this guy was pretty pleasant to look at, Jason had to admit. He wasn't gay, definitely not, but he could acknowledge when another guy simply looked good.
Jason scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, not entirely sure of what he should do or say. Still, this guy spent 1000 dollars on this meeting, so he had to try anyway.
"So, umm.... I see your username is jockbro69... What's your actual name thought? I don't think I've ever seen you in chat before..."
The other man actually laughed at this, before looking confused and saying
"What are you talking about bro? Its me, Ethan! I'm in your chat all the time! Man, I guess what they say about playing games so much is true, huh?"
At this statement, Jason actually went pale with shock. THIS was Ethan? This was the guy who's username used to be runningLink? Who was an active fan of the zelda series, constantly begged Jason to play them, and bemoaned the fact that no would date him? It just didn't seem right...
Still, Jason, ever the semi professional, continued on, pretending that he wasn't shocked at the news.
"Well, thanks for supporting me so much! Seriously, this means a lot to me... Ummm... so I guess tell me some of your favorite things about the channel then!"
The man laughed again, the sound coming out in a slow, dumb chuckle, before saying
"What's my favorite thing? Do I even have to say, bro? Its the amazing piece of eye candy I'm looking at right now. You're super hot, bro~"
At this, Jason was shocked, but he chuckled awkwardly while blushing, and said
"Really? I don't think I've ever heard a single person say that before. I guess I consider myself slightly below average..."
The guy looked confused at that, before pressing on
"Really, bro? You look super hot to me, you got those bright, blinding blue eyes that you can just get lost in~"
At this point, Jason knew the man was just messing with him. His eyes have always, and will always be a dark, muddy brown, hidden behind his massive frames. Jason was about to respond, when Ethan continued
"Yeah, and you got that super stylish haircut too, really makes you look super masculine~"
Now Jason was REALLY confused. The guy was right, he did always get complements on his eyes, the bright, shocking blue visible and striking even through his huge glasses. But his hair was always a long, unkempt greasy mess.
"Ethan, are you sure you're okay, you're not just seeing things? Cause I don't know what you're talking about"
Ethan ignored the comment, just continuing to press on
"And you've got that hot, manly face, with your strong jaw and amazing profile"
Jason was confused again. Sure, his stylish haircut did help him look much better, but his face had always been pretty androgynous, with hints of baby fat still present in his cheeks. Again, before he could interrupt, Ethan continued,
"And you've got that smooth smooth skin, that hot stubble, that sexy smirk of yours. You're the full package bro~"
Jason laughed at this. Ethan was clearly being way too complementary. Sure his face had a great shape to it, with strong cheekbones and a square jaw, but his skin was still acne marked as hell, his smile was crooked and awkward, and he'd never been able to grow any facial hair, no matter how much he tried.
"I really have no idea what you're talking about Ethan. Sure I've got some good features, but the overall package isn't much to write home about~"
Ethan smirked again, his eyes lighting up with humor, as if he knew something I didn't.
"Nah, bro, you're underselling yourself. Plus, you've got that body~"
"What about my body? I think its pretty average, though I guess I'm a bit on the skinny side..."
Jason looked down at himself, trying to contemplate what Ethan meant. Sure, he'd been blessed with an attractive, manly face, but it didn't change the fact that his body was still below average at best.
"Again, bro! Putting yourself down. You really think those massive logs you have for arms are below average?"
Jason looked down at his skinny arms, and said
"More like logs than twigs man, seriously."
"And what about your legs? You've spent so long working on em, you've got thighs and glutes to kill for~"
Jason laughed again
"I dunno man! Most people say the exact opposite. They say I spend too much time on arms and not enough on my torso and legs. What can I say though? I love having big, beefy arms."
"Of course you do, bro? Who wouldn't? Especially when right in between em, you got your big, pillowy chest, your sexy abs, and your super toned back~"
Jason was seriously starting to wonder if Ethan was on something. Anyone could clearly see from first glance that Jason's body was badly proportioned, his arms and legs being massive from months to years of work, while he neglected his back, pecs and ab muscles. Still, he thought he looked pretty alright honestly.
"And I especially love how you're not only super sexy, you know it and flaunt it~ I don't think I've ever seen you once wear a shirt. The most you'll wear is a necklace, and even then, not like that covers anything, bro~ Only makes you look sexier"
Now here Jason had to disagree. He knew that he had cultivated and developed an amazing body over his years of going to the gym, but that was all for his own personal satisfaction. He never flaunted it unnecessarily, especially not during a stream.
"And I love the fact that you're such a fucking bro, bro. Every other word out of your mouth is bro and dude, you can't go even five minutes without flexing and thinking of fucking, or going to the gym, or hanging out with your other hot bros. We all know that your brain is basically only good for working out and looking hot. No smart's up there. And you've got your deep, sexy voice, too. Makes it even hotter that you're a gay bro, just like me"
Jason HAD to laugh at that. What the guy was saying was just so ridiculous.
"What the hell are you talking about? Look, I know that I like to show off my sexy body a lot, but that doesn't mean I'm some kind of dumb jock. And I'm definitely straight, dude. Don't know why you'd think I'm gay"
Ethan pressed on, completely unabashed by Jason's last comments.
"But you know the best fucking part, bro? Its that power of yours. The fact that any weak ass nerd who looks at you and your huge fucking muscles grows into a hot, dumb bro like us within seconds~"
Jason was busy flexing, staring at his own bicep in awe, as if he was shocked by him impressive he was. He looked up at Ethan blearily, saying
"Sorry, bro, what'd you say? I guess I got a bit fucking distracted. Huhuhu. But who could blame me~"
"Nah, it was nothing bro. You don't need to worry about it. Now should head back to the stream?"
Jason gasped in excitement, having forgotten entirely about the fact that there was a whole stream audience full of lame ass nerds, just ready for him to make as sexy as he and Ethan were.
"You got it bro~ This is gonna be so fucking hot~"
Jason left the call, going back to the stream and restarting, glad to see that a full 300 people were still watching, even through the extended break. The second he turned his camera on, he could see that people were confused for some reason, saying a stranger broke into his house. How stupid could these people be? How did they not recognize him? Still, not like it would matter for long...
"Hey bros! How're we all fucking doing? Welcomes to today's stream..."
He trailed off, looking blankly at the camera, before saying
"You know what? Fuck video games! Who needs them when you can do this~"
And as his pecs bounced and bounced hypnotically, the chat slowly transitioned from messages like "What the fuck is happening?" or "Who is this dumb jock?" to "Fuck, bro! Your pecs look so fucking hot today!" and "Huhuhu, I love making my pecs bounce like Jace's~"
And so the stream continued, Jace showing everyone all the amazing things his body could do, while anyone that was watching, whether they wanted to or not, began to copy him exactly. And as the stream went on, the viewer count rose, and rose, and rose...
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Idk if you are still taking prompts, but you know the vine two dudes chilling in a hot tub 5 feet apart cause they're not gay, and a girl quoting it in a park about two girls in the distance and one of them hearing and going "Actually I am gay" Like that scenario, only involving them fixing the boat? Maybe Sarah quoting it to give Sam shit when she thinks Bucky cant hear and Bucky goes "Wait, no I'm gay" or something, or just the general gist of that. Sorry if this us too specific, I've never sent anyone a prompt before :P
Hello Friend! Thank you so much for sending anything in at all! I know the vine you're talking about, but I couldn't find it on Youtube. (I did find a two day rabbit hole of old compilations though) This was also my first foray into writing Sarah as a fully fleshed character! I was excited to get the practice 'cause I had an idea bouncing around in my head about her and Bucky talking after he wakes up in the Wilson house. I kept her a little more like she had been in my other fics pre-show here. I so wish we got a little more of her!
Feel free, anyone, to send me Sambucky prompts!
The North American Superhero in a Domestic Situation
Sarah Wilson loved her brother deeply. The kind of soul crushing love that could only be formed through family, loss, and approximately four thousand brawls around the living room throughout their life. She looked up to her brother more than she could ever imagine looking up to anyone. Even when they were fighting or picking on each other, she couldn’t help but feel a swell in her chest when he came into her line of sight.
That didn’t mean she understood him. In fact, from the age of eight, watching her brother interact with the world had become her go-to pastime. Why did he have to roll every pea around the plate individually before eating them? Why did he and his friends spend seven years socking each other in the arm to prove friendship? Why did he talk to himself in the mirror, even when he knew Sarah or someone else was standing in the doorway?
Sam Wilson was just deeply weird. She had no idea how he had tricked the Avengers, a plethora of bad guys, and half of the media world into thinking he was remotely cool. She saw a news story once that had King T’Challa standing on a platform with Sam and the newscasters talked about how impressive Sam’s suit was. It was unnatural, the effect he had on people.
And in all her years, she never thought she’d see anyone weirder than Sam. But then James Barnes had showed up. It was like a complete reversal of Sam. Sarah was taken in for approximately three hours by his charm and face before she realized he too was deeply, deeply weird.
She justified sitting on the edge of the Paul and Darlene, watching her brother and James Barnes spar off about some dumb trivia fact, by deciding it was an anthropological expedition. The North American Superhero in a Domestic Situation. She watched Sam watch Barnes take a long pull off his beer. She watched Barnes kick his feet up near Sam’s legs and then draw them back quickly when a current jolted the boat. She watched Barnes’ fingers tap-tap-tap against the edge of the boat, inching closer to Sam’s shoulder before he chickened out and brought his hand back to his own lap. She watched Sam suggest Bucky take his jacket off, ‘unless you plan on sun blinding me with the robocop arm.’ She watched Sam look away when Barnes did shrug his jacket off.
When she was seventeen and Sam was fifteen, she had found Sam crying in his room, pillow pressed to his face to muffle the noise. They were at the age where going into each other’s rooms uninvited started international conflicts, but Sarah, who watched her brother intently, felt like she knew what was going on. So she let herself in through their Jack-and-Jill bathroom and shut the door behind her.
Sam didn’t stop crying, not even to yell at her to get out, so she sat on the end of his bed and rolled a baseball under her foot for a while. Finally, she’d said, “You don’t have to tell Mom and Dad, y’know.”
Sam had just about wailed and bit the corner of his pillow to stop himself.
“That’s gross, stop it,” Sarah ordered and pushed Sam’s shoulder back enough to yank his pillow free and then reached over to wipe the tears from his cheeks. “I should make you do the laundry this week so I know I’m not touching your snot germs,” she teased softly.
“How did you know?” Sam hiccuped out. Tears were still brimming at his eyes, but they didn’t fall.
“I’m your older sister. I made you. Like a doll. You think there’s something about you that I don’t know?” she joked. And when the tears did spill over his long lashes, she sighed and pulled him closer to her side. “I just know the way you interact with that boy from the basketball team ain’t just friendly.”
“Jesus, do you think he can tell?” Sam asked and she could hear the mortification in his voice.
“Sam, he’s a freshman in high school. The only thing he knows is that he’s scared of everything too. No one’s paying that much attention to you.”
“Screw you,” Sam muttered.
“What’re all these tears for you if you didn’t make a move and get shot down?”
“God, Sarah, can you not say things like that?”
“Watch your mouth,” Sarah warned with no heat in her voice. “Come on, tell me what’s wrong. I’m not leaving until you do.”
“I just…” Sam sat up and worked his jaw for a while. His chin dimpled and his eyes watered but he managed to control himself. “I’m scared, Sarah. I’m scared of never being in love. Of having to leave if I am. I’m scared to say something and I’m scared not to say something. I’m so scared of...losing any of it.”
“Sam,” Sarah sighed and pulled Sam into another hug. “You’re fifteen. You’re not supposed to be in love yet. You don’t have to think about any of that. You just have to focus on passing Geometry, alright? Mom’ll whoop your ass more for failing than anything else.”
“I have a B+, that’s not failing!” Sam snapped. He kept his face against her shoulder for a second long before he sat up and wiped his tears away. “Please don’t tell anyone.”
“Who am I gonna tell? I told you, my friends don’t like you as much as you think they do.”
“Your friends like me more than they like you,” Sam shot back and he almost sounded normal.
Sarah smiled softly and patted Sam’s cheek. “I won’t tell Mom or Dad. Of course not. That’s for you to do. But--”
“I’m always going to tell them when you sneak out the window.”
“No! Sam! You can’t! You owe me now!”
“Going to field parties is not the same thing!” Sam said in a shriek as Sarah leaned over to pinch his sides. They grappled for a second before Sam managed to push Sarah off the bed.
“You owe me,” she reminded him as she walked back to the bathroom.
Sam wiped his eyes again and nodded. “Sure, Sarah. I do.”
Sam almost had the same look on his face now. Like there was something he wanted to reach for that he thought was too impossible to hold. The Older Sister Instinct to Antagonize into a Solution kicked in.
“Two bros, chilling on a boat, five feet apart ‘cause they’re not gay,” she sing-songed. Sam looked mortified again but masked his face into something more irritated with a roll of his eyes when Barnes looked over at him.
“Ignore her. It’s this old video--” Sam started.
But Bucky interrupted to say, “Actually I am gay,” as he looked back over at Sarah. “Sorry if I got your hopes up,” he added with a grin that really did get the hopes up.
“What?” Sam asked and Sarah, ever watchful, could see the beer bottle shaking in his hand.
“What?” Bucky repeated innocently.
“He said he’s gay,” Sarah clarified.
“Thank you, Sarah,” Sam ground out. “Why didn’t you say anything?”
Bucky snorted. “When would I have said anything? ‘Sorry for ripping your wings off and kicking you off of a hellicarrier, by the way I’m gay.’?”
“You did what?” Sarah asked.
“‘Sorry for claiming I didn’t bomb the UN only to be reverted back to the assassin who would have done that and then fighting you again. By the way I’m gay.’ ‘Thanks for saving my life. Sorry about the giant undersea prison. By the way I’m gay.’ ‘There’s an imminent battle with weird ass space dogs that want to eat our faces. By the way I’m gay.’ ‘Sorry about Tony Stark, whose life I kind of ruined. Lovely funeral. By the way I’m gay.’ ‘I’m in the middle of being pissed at you about the Shield. By the way I’m gay.’ ‘Maybe don’t take me rolling through a field of flowers. It does things to me ‘cause I’m gay.’ ‘John Walker’s fucking insane. I’m gay, but definitely not for this bullshit.’ I mean, come on, Sam.”
“Flowers?” Sarah asked.
“Besides, why would you care? I don’t make it a habit of telling straight guys I’m into guys.”
“You don’t seem to make a habit of telling many people that,” Sarah pointed out. “I googled you. Nothing suggesting that came up.”
Bucky shrugged. “I’m a guy from the 30s. It was trained out of me.”
“Wait, wait, wait,” Sarah said quickly. “Back up away from that because we’re not gonna try to Oppression Olympics our way through our histories. Did you just say Sam was straight?”
“Sarah!” Sam hissed.
“Sure. I mean, I saw him with Romanov. Hill. He has Tinder on his phone.”
“Samuel Thomas, you better not,” Sarah warned lightly. “You’re better than that.”
“He’s a lady-killer.”
Sarah snorted and had to bring her hand up to her face. “He definitely is not. There has been no lady-killing on his end for a long time.”
“Sarah!” Sam tried again.
“You explain it to him then. Mr. 30s is gonna need the long way round explanation.”
Sam sighed and dragged his hand over his face. “Dammit. Fine. I’m not straight either, alright? I’m...bi, or something. It’s been a while since I’ve had to think about it.”
“What?” Bucky asked, not unlike Sam had.
“He said he’s bisexual. Interested in both parties. Swings either way. Hit a homerun and then hasn’t really swung since.”
“Sarah, Jesus Christ,” Sam groaned.
“What?” Bucky asked again.
“I was engaged. To a man,” Sam said.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Bucky asked, clearly missing the irony.
“Oh, it was inconvenient for you but I had plenty of opportunities, huh?” Sam asked. “Ms. Tell-It-All over there wasn’t joking. I haven’t swung any direction in a while. Not since before I met Steve. My fiance died. And then it never came up.”
Bucky blinked at Sam. He kept bringing the bottle halfway up his body and then setting it back on his leg without ever taking a drink. “Fuck, Sam, I’m sorry,” Bucky said, which was not what Sarah was expecting and it clearly wasn’t what Sam was expecting because Sam finally moved closer to Bucky on the bench.
“What for? You didn’t do anything. This time.”
“Yeah, but if I’d known you were into me too, I woulda kissed you in Germany.”
“Oh, I am so not into you,” Sam denied. “And I wouldn’t have our first kiss ruined by immediately running into the government’s roving show monkey.”
“That’s the worst,” Bucky agreed and also finally moved over on the bench until they were pressed thigh to thigh. “Tell me how much you don’t like me again,” he challenged.
“I can’t stand you,” Sam answered and brought his hand up to Bucky’s jaw.
Sarah couldn’t fight down the grin that came to her face and turned to prop her feet on the pier, back to Sam and Bucky. Just this once, she didn’t need to watch her brother to understand him.
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Pairings: None
Word Count: 1,937 Words
Summary: Katsuki, stop being a stubborn kid.
Warnings: Child Abuse Mention, Eating Disorder Mention, Food Mention, Forced Eating Disorder Mention, let me know if I should tag anything else.
Usernames: Existence Is A Prison Aizawa: feral cat dad, Aoyama: gay salt, Hagakure: ranch flavored jello, Tokoyami: foil-mecha, Shinsou: farmer toshi, Kuroiro: life is a nightmare, Shiozaki: saviour, Tsunotori: schrodinger better run, Honenuki: pure, Monoma: nat20, Yamada: President Megaphone, Bakugou: deku-deck-you
Notes: I’ve changed Shinsou’s birthday to April 20th because I can.
Aizawa, We Agreed No More Cats: Chapter 6
5:28 AM
Existence Is A Prison
feral cat dad: I swear to god, if you say you're going out for a run, Katsuki.
deku deck-you: ...
deku deck-you: I'm totally not going out for a run.
feral cat dad: Kid, you don't need permission or even to tell us. You're allowed around school grounds, to leave, to the school, ya know. As long as you have your pass for the door, you're good, nothing's stopping you.
deku deck-you: I don't need to tell you where I am?
feral cat dad: No, what you do is your own business. Me and UA are just here to house and teach you. Your actions are your own, you don't have to tell us them.
deku deck-you: Oh.
feral cat dad: It's okay if you want to, but you never have to feel obligated to tell me or anyone else, either.
deku deck-you: It's just my mom made me tell her what I was doing every time I left the house.
feral cat dad: Well, I mean, I obviously know what you're doing every morning at 5:30. So, even if I'm worried, I know what you were doing. I'm also not your mom, I don't want to know where you are every second because you're a kid being a kid, you deserve some privacy. God knows you need privacy after not seeming to have it for fifteen years.
deku deck-you: Thank you, Mr. Aizawa.
feral cat dad: You can call me Dad if you want.
deku deck-you: Dad.
farmer toshi: Child-hoarding Dad.
feral cat dad: You're not wrong.
5:33 AM
Existence Is A Prison
farmer toshi: @deku deck-you, I'm coming, Kats. Wait up.
deku deck-you: Come on then, hurry up.
deku deck-you: You get those wires off today, right?
farmer toshi: Yup. Recovery Girl's fixing me today.
1:16 PM
Existence Is A Prison
farmer toshi: It's official. I can menace once again.
feral cat dad: If you're terrorizing villagers, please don't bring them back armed with pitchforks, I don't like fire.
5:25 AM
Existence Is A Prison
farmer toshi: Kats, where are you, I don't see you.
farmer toshi: @deku deck-you Did you get up early or something?
farmer toshi: Hey, @foil-mecha, Tokoyami, you're in room 9. Have you heard anything in his room?
foil-mecha: His phone pinged when you @ed him. And I swear I heard him moving around a bit earlier.
farmer toshi: Do you think he's okay? Maybe he's sleeping again?
foil-mecha: No, usually he's up for the day once he's up.
feral cat dad: God, did he push himself too much to recover quickly?
President Megaphone: I'm in early, I'm coming over and checking on him since you're in not position to help him if he's hurt, Shouta.
feral cat dad: Fine.
6:35 AM
Existence Is A Prison
foil-mecha: Is Katsuki okay?
farmer toshi: He fine, just malnourished. He passed out after he woke up, ended up hitting his head a little on the ground, and getting a minor concussion.
gay salt: How!?
deku deck-you: I thought our parents were the ones that paid for our groceries but my parents have told me they won't do it.
feral cat dad: Don't worry about him and his stubbornness, I'll be bringing him to the store later once he feels better and making him pick up foods.
ranch flavored jello: Katsuki! The card you got! The barcode! You just scan the barcode! UA pays for your food while you're in the dorms!
deku deck-you: I know that now, Toru. I thought our family or parents paid for our food.
4:16 PM
Existence Is A Prison
feral cat dad: Okay, get dressed and get a list if you want, kid. What foods do you like?
deku deck-you: Well, I'm allergic to shellfish.
feral cat dad: You've been eating with us all week and you didn't tell us you were allergic to something?
deku deck-you: I avoided things that had shellfish in them.
feral cat dad: Katsuki.
deku deck-you: You act like my mother didn't practically force me to have allergic reactions when she was tired of me.
feral cat dad: You're right, I do act like that because that's not okay. It's abuse, Katsuki, and I want you to be safe and happy. So please, tell me if you can't or even don't want to eat something.
deku deck-you: Alright.
feral cat dad; Okay, anything else you're allergic to?
deku deck-you: No, just shellfish.
feral cat dad; Anything you particularly like?
deku deck-you: Mackerel with spinach, mushrooms, and chili oil.
feral cat dad: Then we'll grab the stuff for you.
President Megaphone: I'll spoil you, kid, I'm your uncle now.
deku deck-you: If you plan on spoiling me, get me those sausages that look like octopi. I love them but I haven't been allowed to buy them for around five years.
President Megaphone: I swear, Shouta, this nephew will get all the sausages. UA is willing to buy.
feral cat dad: I know, but don't go all 'grab it all' at the store, Hizashi, the kid can grab his own food at his own pace. You can pick him up extra ones whenever. We're letting him pick up his own groceries probably for the first time in his life. Don't overwhelm him.
foil-mecha: Can you pick me up boiled octopus and baby sardines, Mr. Aizawa?
feral cat dad: Sure, I'll grab you a bunch of fish, kid.
foil-mecha: Much appreciated.
deku deck-you: Is there a limit I can use?
feral cat dad: No, there isn't. UA is full of future heroes who will likely need to build muscle to save others, to do that, you need to eat well, Nezu's rule for us dorm kids has always been to make sure we eat, he doesn't care how much it costs as long as you're healthy.
deku deck-you: Wow, that's actually. Just wow.
farmer toshi: Your shitty parents put you on a budget, huh?
deku deck-you: Usually I had to cost less than 1,000¥ per week. It was hard, especially building muscle to be a hero. I ate rice and eggs a lot so I wasn't completely starving but it was always hard living with them.
ranch flavored jello: Aren't your parents like famous or something? Why did they want you to be on a budget?
deku deck-you: They didn't like dealing with me besides to scream at me. I think it was to keep me from leaving them. They'd hand me exactly 1,000¥ every week I had to use my money for food because they wouldn't buy food for me after I turned 5. Then they'd still tell me what I couldn't buy.
foil-mecha: I feel great rage toward your parents and I hope they have a horrible life now without you.
deku deck-you: I do too, don't worry.
4:30 PM
Existence Is A Prison
deku deck-you has started a video call
Hey, Kats, how's your
shopping going? -foil-mecha
Are you upside down,
Tokoyami? Why are
you...? -deku deck-you
I'm on the couch. I refuse
to sit correctly. -foil-mecha
Dad and Uncle Zashi are off
getting dinner for tonight
because Dad's getting a
little souped out. So they're
picking up some stuff for that
and I didn't want to feel
alone. -deku deck-you
Hey, little bro. -farmer toshi
I turn 16 tomorrow for your
information. Call me 'little
bro'. I'm probably the oldest
of us kids in the dorms right
now. -deku deck-you
I turn 16 tomorrow. -farmer toshi
Oh my god, I practically have
twin sons now. -feral cat dad
Deal with it, Dad. -farmer toshi
Looks like I'm going over to the
cake section and picking up two
cakes. - President Megaphone
Strawberry. -farmer toshi
You don't have to. -deku deck-you
No, I don't have to, but I'm going
to. -President Megaphone
Anything. -deku deck-you
You're getting your own cake,
Katsuki. I'm not just gonna pick
you up anything. What's your
favorite cake flavor? C'mon, little
listener.-President Megaphone
I don't know. I've never had cake
before. -deku deck-you
So a variety cake. I can work with
that. -President Megaphone
Hey, Kats, can you grab those
meat buns and red bean buns
in the red bag to your right
for me? -nat20
Yeah, okay. -deku deck-you
You're amazing. -nat20
What have you picked out so far,
Kats? -ranch flavored jello
Uh, mushrooms, spinach,
bean sprouts, eggs, mackerel, and
Seiko's bun thing. I'm in the meat
section so I'll probably pick up two
of those...-deku deck-you
Two of what? -saviour
I got em. Those octopus sausages.
I found them. I'm getting two of
them. Are you guys sure I'm not
spending too much? -deku deck-you
Pick up anything you will either eat
or give to someone else who will
eat it. -feral cat dad
As long as you're sure. -deku deck-you
What'd you pick up, twinsie? -farmer toshi
Boiled octopus, bacon,
ham, chicken, another two sets of
the buns. -deku deck-you
Are you picking up things to eat
with rice and eggs out of habit,
Kats? -foil-mecha
I wanna buy what I know I like first
before I buy things I won't eat. I
already hate spending money as it
is. -deku deck-you
Reasonable. Just make sure you pick
up snacks for yourself since training
for a Sports Festival takes a lot out of
you. -feral cat dad
I am. Ooh, yoghurt. -deku deck-you
I'm right here, Katsuki. -feral cat dad
Hi, Dad. Alright, I'm ending this.
Y'all text me if you want something
else. -deku deck-you
Bye, twinsie. -farmer toshi
deku deck-you has ended the video call
5:30 PM
Existence Is A Prison
President Megaphone: I'm getting started on dinner. Should be done by 7.
deku deck-you: Can I eat my ice cream?
feral cat dad: You're allowed to eat whatever and whenever.
deku deck-you: I know, I just worry. It'll go away, I hope. I just get worried.
feral cat dad: Getting worried is normal. I was too when I was in your position.
deku deck-you: You were in my position?
feral cat dad: Kind of. Back then, fifteen years ago, there was no teacher or other students in the dorms, just me and Nezu. I was fresh from nine years in a foster home that would spend the money meant to support me on their own son.
feral cat dad: For the first month, I didn't buy myself food. I'd eat breakfast and lunch on school days and skip dinner and meals on weekends because I was scared of spending UA's money.
feral cat dad: After almost a month with no financial transactions on my account and the Sports Festival coming up, Nezu did a surprise inspection and flipped out when there was no food in the kitchen. He forced me to the store and made me buy dinner for us two because he wouldn't allow a student under his roof to not have food for themselves.
feral cat dad: Nezu sat me down and told me the same thing I told you and, after the Sports Festival, I actually bought myself and four friends dinner at a nice restaurant to celebrate me and my friend's winning tie and I paid the bill without even thinking about it.
gay salt: Wait, there was a tie at the sports festival?
feral cat dad: The first year rounds fifteen years ago, the only winning tie because we refused to fight again.
gay salt: I'll have to watch that and see my badass teacher fighting.
feral cat dad: The sports festivals are all free to watch on your televisions in your rooms, no need to pay to watch on YouTube.
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