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katyspersonal · 2 years

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Also I have a guilty pleasure of watching Miraculous Ladybug whenever I catch it on the TV (guilty because writing might be... better, in many places, but I still enjoy the show). And tbh Wishmaker is one of my all time favorite episodes yet, because it is just SO important.

Without much spoiler, core thing is that the guy that made one of the shows on bullying “pointless” and “dumb” professions ends up having a crisis because it is revealed he just been jealous because HIS identity was screwed up since early childhood thanks to mocking of the society - but here are some people still able to enjoy who they are! And it just got me thinking for a while.

To think of it, so far everyone who called my art ugly had that... saccharine, polished, pretty neat art style where every woman looks like a Barbie doll and every man looks like a stereotypical elf. And all art styles have their merits, but that’s an interesting point - such art lacks nerve. Nobody will feel irritated by it, it is just on the mark with what people who seek beauty EXPECT to see. So this stuff got me thinking - maybe once they did have a more quirky, ““unattractive”“ art but feared mockery and neglect for it, so they ‘polished’ their art. And negativity towards ‘weird’ art might be envy of seeing someone who preserved artistic identity when they had their taken away.

Heck, this could be considered for many things. People who hate body-positivity might be just ones that were pushed into feeling bad about their own physical imperfections and feel hurt to see those that are happy instead. People who cringe at self-indulgent fandomry maybe once shipped their OC with a favorite canon character and got bullied HARD for it, so seeing those who still enjoy what they lost is... hard. It is just hard.

I know it is a no-brainer that NO person who is truly secure about their life choices will feel bitter and petty seeing someone with different choices, but stuff like this just really makes you FOCUS on such sentiments. To really THINK of people in more optimistic light, but also more sad light (so... bittersweet?), than just ‘they are mean because they just are’.

I just think it is good when a casual show for teens encourages peering deeper into motivations of people. It is... kind. In a good way, in a ‘reflect and change’ way rather than ‘forgiveness fixes everything uwu’ way. Though sometimes it is too bad that in reality a single crying fit is not enough to realise you haven’t been very nice, and WHY you haven’t been very nice. xD

#personal #thoughts #art #use later #also probably an odd thing to confirm but like #tbh i developed second-hand aversion to fan-characters shipped with canon characters like this #second hand as in like i watched people bullied for it and absorbing the fear and compliance rather than get bullied myself #so there has been long term self-inflicted banning myself from having FCs that i only lifted thanks to very close friends #remains of it still live in my refusal to use my custom hunter and instead rolling with default one #val actually had to talk me into keeping my bloodborne fan-character for several DAYS lol because i didn't want to be 'cringe'#childhood (creative) traumas ya'll xD #but honestly realising how it all happened is... nice.#not saying genuinely callous snobs who were patients 0 of bullying don't exist of course!#but yeah to think of it personal insecurity and jealousy is the root of it SO often.#becoming mean to someone for the crime of being happy about something you hated yourself for? that's easy af

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echoes-lighthouse · 2 years

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Oh I'd love to hear about a potential F/O from Ouran High School Host Club, especially if you've read the manga.

Send Me A Fandom And I’ll Tell You Who I’d Selfship With <3

Honestly, the Host Club is way too entangled in my brain for me to be able to pick out a character and want to date them. They were one of my first ships (shout out to my middleschool manga phase), but I also don't think I could handle ALL of the Hosts at once. The balance of that group is held together by luck and love, I don't want to disrupt it.

That said, I know EXACTLY who I would pick as my new platonic f/os.

Bam, Hitachi twins troublemaker trio squad. We are going to cause so much chaos. We are going to dye each other's hair and paint each other's nails and gossip. We are going to have food fights and never clean up after ourselves. And we are going to have absolutely no regrets.

#god i was so into this show when i was thirteen xD #i think i wrote some fanfiction for it back in the day!!!#probably for kyoya he was my favourite #but haruhi and the twins were VERY close seconds #also i'm going to therapize both of these twins #i'm going to get them alone and learn their secrets and solve all their problems #through the magic of friendship and love #source: ouran high school host club #shipping chats #unofficial f/o project

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cow-smells · 7 months

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Worth your While | Opla! Sanji x reader

Request: I've read that you are in the need for some Sanji request or ideas so here's one for a fic :D

The crew gets into a fight ( it can be the Navy or anither pirate crew) and the reader gets badly hit and Sanji just loses his shit seeing the person that he cared for the most getting knocked out?? I just genuinely wanna see Sanji just go ape shit on people because of it XD and maybe hiw the others in the clue will react to seeing Sanji like that? @smolracoon25

Summary: You and Sanji have been playing the flirting game for way too long. When you get injured, Sanji shows a side of himself you had yet to see.

Word count: 2.1k

Warnings: none

A/n: I'm going purely off the live-action so pls have that in mind, also I'm just getting back in to the rhythm of writing after such a long time so sorry if this is poop/ooc/both, love ya :)

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“Don't you ever take a break?”

Zoro's voice coming from behind startled you, forcing you to break your longing gaze at Sanji who was fishing at the bow of the ship. “Huh?” came your wise response.

Zoro looked from you to Sanji. “You've been making moon eyes at him for months now. Don't you get tired? Or are you waiting for him to take his shift staring at you so that you can clock off?”

You felt heat rising to your cheeks. This was far from the first time crew members commented about you and Sanji's – whatever was going on between you two – but this was the first time Zoro called you out so blatantly.

When you didn't respond, Zoro went on. “I just came to tell you we should be docking soon. I'll leave you the pleasure of telling the cook.” with that, he left.

You closed the book on your lap. You really did have the intention of reading when you first head out to the deck, having some time to kill, but then... you noticed Sanji. At first you thought you'd go sit with him for a while, flirt and banter a little as you always do, but you found yourself absorbed in taking him in instead. He was different when he was alone. The way he looked so focused, so deep in thought when it was just him and the sea. Maybe even a little sad. So different from his usual sunny exterior that he put on when he was with people. Falling in to deep thoughts wondering what he might be thinking about – maybe about you? - you sat and stared, not reading as much as a word.

The book discarded, you felt a spring in your step as you made your way to the ship's chef.

The creaking floorboards alerted your arrival. Sanji turned to see who was creeping up on him, and when he saw you, he set his fishing rod aside as a wide smile grew on his lips, his dimples deepening and making your heart miss a beat. “There's my favourite girl. Come here, let me hear all about your day.” Sanji held his arms open, beckoning you to come sit on his lap.

The flirting was nothing new. When you first joined the Strawhats, Sanji was as flirty to you as he was to any other woman; he did not expect to meet his match in you. You were quick to play along, always one-upping him, dancing along the line that separated playfulness and seriousness, never quite picking a side.

The problem was, in reality, you had chosen a side long ago.

You would flirt and giggle and make him blush but never actually act upon anything. Neither would Sanji. He, however, took your playing along as though it was a battle to be won. Sanji would flirt, you'd reply with something raunchy, he would surprise you with something heartfelt. It was as though he knew exactly where to hit in order to get you a little closer to buckling, every time. As time went on he had become so devoted to your back and forth that you noticed he had gradually abandoned all other efforts flirting with other women, to focus entirely on you.

You had to remind yourself that this was a game to him. An instinct, almost. It hurt to think of your relationship that way, but you had to keep that thought at the forefront of your mind if you didn't want to fall even harder for him.

So you would continue to play along, even if that's all that you could have with him.

You chose not to indulge him completely – that was too dangerous for you – and so you opted to bend a knee over the armrest of his chair. Close, but no contact. “Come on, Sanji,” you bent your head in what felt like a bashful manner and said, “you know I spent all day thinking of you.”

You weren't sure if he was blushing or if that was just your wishful thinking. Composing himself, Sanji wrapped an arm around you to hold your waist, lightly tracing circles on your hip. “I beg of you, darling – next time, come find me instead of just thinking of me. I'll make it worth your while.”

You wanted to ask, how will you make it worth my while? Just to hear Sanji go in to detail of what you've been fantasizing about for months. But instead, you opted for a tamer response. “I came to tell you we're docking soon. Maybe I'll find you then and you could make it worth my while with a drink.”

Without missing a beat, Sanji took hold of your hand, bringing it to his lips. “There's nothing I'd enjoy more.” With that, he kissed your hand, his eyes never leaving yours.

Docking started out normal. Everyone knew what their usual chores were when you reached a town, restocking and fixing so that the ship would be in top condition for its next leg of the journey in your search for the One Piece. So while Sanji went in to town to restock on groceries (you didn't pay much attention to the others), you, Nami and Usopp stayed around the ship to fix up some of the damage it took when you last encountered a rival pirate ship. That also happened to be the reason it was just you three when the same rival pirates noticed your ship docked, ready to take their revenge.

The three of you had your individual talents, but you just weren't enough to hold up against an entire rival crew. They had attacked so suddenly and so fiercely – it didn't take long before you were on the sand, fighting to stay conscious. You lost that fight as you watched Usopp try his best to fight off three attackers at once.

You really thought that would be the end for you. You should have known better; it was Sanji's voice you heard as you regained consciousness, motivating you to open your eyes despite the pain that flooded your body.

The beach area all around you was covered with pirates who were taken down, just like you – only that they were your enemies. You first noticed Nami's orange hair – she seemed to be taking care of a bleeding Usopp, his condition worse than yours. Following Sanji's voice, you found him holding the last one of the rival crew by his shirt, throwing punches like you've never seen him before. It took you aback – thinking about it, you had never seen Sanji use his hands in combat. Too precious – need them for cooking, he'd once told you before adding, the only thing more precious to me is you. It had made you blush at the time before you had laughed him off. Now, you were questioning if it was a joke at all.

The man Sanji was holding wasn't putting up a fight – he was far too battered for that, but Sanji didn't stop. He was too far away for you to understand what he was saying to the guy, but focusing hard, you could just about make out half sentences – "to hit a woman" – "don't deserve to breath" – "finish you" – you searched for the strength to get up and stop him. You had never seen Sanji – your happy, cheerful Sanji – so angry, feral even. It scared you a little; but mostly, you knew Sanji would regret it if he were to kill a man who no longer posed a threat. So you grasped at the sand, forcing your aching bones to pick yourself up. But as you were regaining your balance, Sanji finally threw the man to the sand, a look of disgust painting his handsome features. "Finally made a date with her and you ruined it... You hurt her. You're lucky I don't kill you." The man groaned in pain.

In a sharp change, his features went from anger to concern as he finally left the man and turned to where he last saw you laying. His eyes were full of honest pain, until he saw you on your feet – then they read of hope. "Y/n!" Sanji called, rushing to you as he could see your struggle to stand upright. "You- I-" he scanned your body as he reached you, taking in all visible injuries. "Are you – are you okay? Can I help you?" he reached an arm around your waist, waiting for your approval before he held on to help you stay up, so afraid he might hurt you.

"Thanks." his arm around you really helped you to stay up. It was a practical measure, sure, any one of your crew mates would do the same – but when you look up and meet Sanji's eyes, you know that the tense feeling between you two wouldn't have been replicated with anyone else. "I mean it. You saved us. We'd... I'd be lost without you." at that, Sanji smiled that deep-dimpled smile of his at you, the playfulness not reaching his still-concerned eyes.

"Y/n," he started. "are you really flirting with me, at a time like this?"

It was strange how despite all your injuries, you felt less and less of the pain the longer you leaned in to Sanji, close enough to smell his fragrance. A half-smile reached your lips. You couldn't play this game any longer. "Did you really beat that guy up that bad because he ruined what should have been our... date?"

Sanji tensed, obviously not ready to have this conversation now. His gaze dropped momentarily before he wrapped his other arm around your waist, holding you tightly to him. "I had a hundred reasons to kill him," Sanji said, and you felt disappointment bubbling through you until he continued, "but the most pressing reason is that he ruined our date."

Sanji took the opportunity to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear and you couldn't help but smile so big you were embarrassed by it. "I really wanted that drink with you, away from the ship and everyone else. Just us."

You recomposed yourself. You needed clarity. "I'm not playing anymore, Sanji."

Sanji chuckled. "Fancy that. I was never playing at all."

You must have forgotten how to breath at all when he leaned down, his hand finding a rest on your neck as his thumb caressed your cheek. Nearly a whisper, he asked – "Can I kiss you?"

You leaning in served as the consent he searched for. After months of pining over each other, wondering what it would be like – his lips met yours, in a mixture of softness and passion like you'd never felt before. Forgetting you were injured at all you sneaked your arms around his neck, pulling him in, almost afraid of letting this anticipated moment of passion go. Sanji was more than happy to pull closer, a hand on your lower back holding you impossibly close to him.

The moment did, however, find its end as you heard your Captain whoop and holler from afar. "Yeah! Way to go, Sanji! About damn time!"

Breaking the kiss, Sanji nodded at Luffy, his smile lines prominent as he looked the proudest you'd ever seen him.

The crew was more than happy to make a quick exit that night, preferring to not stay around until the rival crew regained their strength. You were helping Nami untie the ropes anchoring the ship to the dock when she said, "I really thought he was going to kill him earlier." you didn't know how to respond. "I've never seen Sanji like that." Nami managed to untie a knot, and Zoro began pulling the rope up on to the ship. "He's really got it bad for you."

Despite that questionable context, you couldn't help but smile. In a burst of honesty you confessed; "I hope so, because I've got it real bad for him, too."

On cue, the ship's chef leaned over the ships railing, looking down to you. "Y/n, my love!" he called, as though the rest of the crew wasn't surrounding the both of you. "I hope you're finished down there, because I've got a candlelit dinner waiting for you up here. And drinks. You know, to make it worth your while," he finished with a wink.

From behind Sanji you could hear Luffy ask, "What about our dinner? Just because you're lovers now doesn't mean we don't need to eat..."

Sanji sighed and turned away from you, probably to go protect your dinner before Luffy demolished it.

"Right then, let's go," Nami said as you finished untying the last rope. "While there's still food to eat."

And for the first time, you boarded your ship not to find the One Piece or the All Blue – you were just happy to be there, with the man you loved.

#vinsmoke sanji #one piece sanji #one piece live action sanji #sanji x reader #sanji imagine #sanji fanfic #sanji fanfiction #vinsmoke sanji x reader #one piece sanji imagine #one piece sanji x reader #one piece live action sanji x reader #opla!sanji x reader

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mistysblueboxstuff · 8 months

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✨ We Could Have Been Us / Group of the Two of Us ✨

A lot of folks were asking about the new Good Omens artbook, and originally I was only gonna do a S2 A4 book, but some people wanted an A5 softcover and some people wanted a combo s1&s2 artbook...so here we are xD

✨We Could Have Been Us ✨ - hardback

A4 hardback, perfect bound, matte laminated cover

70 pages, contains all of my art for S2 of Good Omens

$50, ships worldwide, shipping is calculated at checkout

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✨ We Could Have Been Us ✨ - softcover

A5 softcover

70 pages, it's exactly the same as the hardback content-wise, just a different format and a different cover :')

$25, ships worldwide, shipping is calculated at checkout

We Could Have Been Us softcover on Peecho

✨ Group of the Two of Us ✨

A4 hardback, matte laminated cover, perfect bound

146 pages, contains all of my Good Omens art I've done since 2019 until now ☺️

$90, also ships worldwide but it's a chonky book so I expect shipping to be a tad chonkier as well - depends on where you are, so it's calculated at checkout

Group of the Two of Us on Peecho

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Peecho ships from the place nearest to you, so if you're in the US your book will be shipped from within the US, EU orders are usually shipped from Germany, UK orders from within the UK, AU from the AU and Asian orders from AU/NZ ☺️

I think that's it! These took forever to put together xD But I really hope you guys are gonna like them! Thank you so much for the support and encouragement, none of this would have been possible without you guys ❤️

#long post #good omens #good omens fanart #artbook #aziracrow #Aziraphale #Crowley #Michael sheen #david tennant

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prettyflyforawhitelie · 2 months

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I love your Husk pieces! He's my favorite =^.^= I wanna hug the shit out of him 😆

If you have time, could you do one where Charlie planned a movie night for "bonding" lol and the reader ends up falling asleep on Husk? Everyone ships them and encourages him to confess to her? So much fluff please! Thanks hon! ^.^

A/N: This is so adorable!! Love this! I hope you enjoy! XD

Pairing: Husk x fem!Reader

“Until I Smile at You” - Husk x Reader

After living at the Hazbin Hotel for a while, Charlie’s “trust exercises” had become less of an annoying nuisance and simply a part of daily life. Actually, they were kind of refreshing and - dare you say - fun! They ranged from trust falls and share circles to your personal favorite - movie night. Movie night happened once a week and every week the person who chose the movie rotated. This week was supposed to be Angel’s turn, but ever since he chose his movie to be the most graphic porn anybody had ever had the displeasure of seeing, he was banned from choosing the movies. Instead of Angel, the group decided to let Alastor choose. He was always a marvel, as his movies ranged from silent films to disgustingly gorey horror movies. Tonight, however, he picked a noir detective film that he enjoyed while he was still alive (not before endlessly complaining about how radio is the superior media form, though).

One thing that nobody could stand about Alastor’s movies was how much he talked during them. I guess it's because he's so used to working in radio that he cannot comprehend that maybe, just maybe, not everybody wants to hear his voice all the time. He would either explain every little detail about the leading actors or talk about a living memory that he associated with the specific scene. This night, though, Alastor seemed so enamored by the movie that he was completely silent. You were sitting on the couch with Alastor, Angel, and Husk, and found your eyes getting slightly heavier with every passing minute. The combination of the dark room, boring movie, and precious silence was just what you needed to drift into a peaceful slumber. Slowly resting your head and body on the irresistibly soft and warm cat demon beside you, your consciousness fades in and out until your mind is finally met with sleep.

The second Husk felt your head meet his shoulder in a gentle embrace, he froze. He had only ever imagined this happening, and was nowhere near prepared for it to actually happen tonight. Despite his hard and tough facade, Husk craved nothing more than soft affection, and knowing that you trusted him enough to not disturb your slumber flattered him. He remained completely still (so as not to wake you) for more than an hour until the movie finished. Charlie, using the remote to find another movie, said,

“Thank you guys for spending tonight with me! This was amazing! I think I’m going to put on another movie, if anybody wants to stay down here, but you’re welcome to go upstairs and go to slee-'' she is cut off when she turns around to see you asleep on Husk, practically beaming with joy. “AWWWWW-” she is cut off by Husk’s “Shh!”, partially because he is embarrassed but also because he doesn’t want you to wake up in embarrassment. This caused everybody’s attention to turn to the two of you, not quite as surprised as Charlie.

“I mean, are we shocked? He’s been fawning over Y/N ever since she moved in. Don’t shame the poor guy…” Angel says in a mocking tone.

Everyone’s eyes slightly divert, not wanting to completely show that Husk’s attraction to Y/N is anything short of obvious.

“Shut the fuck up, man” Husk replies.

“I’m not saying that she’s told me that she likes you back… buuuuut you should definitely just tell her. Trust me.” Charlie says, literally gleaming with excitement.

Hearing this, Husk’s insides flip, his internal monologue running wild.

‘Did she- does she- could Y/N actually like someone like me? She’s just so… perfect. I don’t deserve her. But - let’s just - don’t get your hopes up, man. This could just be Charlie being Charlie, saying shit to make people leave their comfort zones or something.’

“Alright idiots, let’s not wake her up.” he says, sighing and gently picking you up.

“I hear a single word about this tomorrow, and I’ll kill ya.” he says, while quietly walking to your room.

He rolls his eyes while listening to Angel making fun of him and Charlie trying earnestly to defend you guys, saying something along the lines of “But this is how Vaggie and I started to fall in love!”

Opening your door as quietly as possible, he gently places you down on your bed. Covering you with blankets, he turns to leave until he hears your soft voice call to him:

“Was all that stuff they said about you true?”

Shit. You heard? Should he deny it? Pretend he didn’t even hear you?

“What?”

Deny it is.

“The stuff that Charlie and Angel said… about you liking me. Is that true?” you ask.

“I don’t know what kind of dream you were having, but everyone was dead silent during the movie, because, yknow, bonding time or whatever.”

He was avoiding your gaze until now, hoping that you would just accept the lie and go back to sleep. Instead, when he looked at you, he was met with your disbelieving face staring right back at him.

“Mhm.” you say sarcastically.

Moments of awkward silence lead to Husk trying to make a quick escape, muttering goodnight and walking to your door. He’s halfway out of the doorway when he hears your voice again.

“It’s a shame, I was hoping that what they were saying was true.” you say teasingly, just loud enough for him to come back into the room.

“What did you say?” he asks.

“Oh, nothing” you reply, smugly.

“Don’t do that.” he says, clearly intrigued but trying to seem annoyed.

“Do what?” you say, teasingly.

“Satan, just tell me what you said. I don’t like playing games.” he says.

“Oh, but, clearly you do, if you’ve been ‘fawning’ over me since the day I've walked in, yet.. said nothing.”

He looks - embarrassed. Almost hurt.

“Fine, yeah, I like you. No need to rub it in and be an asshole about it, I know you don’t like me.”

You look at his diverting eyes and immediately regret your teasing tone.

“Oh, Husk, I wasn’t making fun of you, I was just being stupid. Come here.” you say, patting the spot next to you on the bed.

He sits next to you, looking confused.

“Here.” you say, while holding his hands in yours.

“Listen. I wasn’t trying to embarrass you. I’m sorry if it came across that way. I mean, obviously I like you too. Was it not clear?” you giggle.

Husk’s eyes widened in shock.

“What- I mea- You like me? Why?” he blurts out.

“Why? Come on, don’t be dumb. You’re the funniest person I know, you’re always willing to listen to me, and you’ve never once turned me away when I needed help. And, you're truly handsome, but that’s just a bonus. You’ve made being trapped in Hell actually enjoyable, which is something that you should be proud of. I wake up everyday excited to see you, to talk to you. I just wish you would've told me that you liked me sooner (and yourself)” you say.

Husk’s eyes are glued on you like you’re the last thing he’ll ever see, like he has to memorize your every feature before he blinks. He has never been more enamored with anybody before.

In lack of a better response, all he can blurt out is, “Thank you!?”

You giggle, a slight blush creeping up your face.

“And you are clearly tired. How about you sleep in here tonight? We can cuddle, or talk, or just sit with each other.” you ask.

“That - That sounds great.” he says, truly letting his guard down for the first time in years. As he lays next to you, finally becoming truly comfortable, he swears that he can see a white, fuzzy hand holding a phone by the slightly-ajar door.

“Angel, if that’s you by that door right now, you’re gonna want to run.”

You can hear the spider’s screams of “I GOT IT GUYS! THE FULL VIDEO!! AHAHAHAHA!” as Husk reluctantly leaves the bed.

“Excuse me,” he says, “I’m gonna go take care of this. I’ll be back.”

As he leaves, you start to realize how you got from the couch to the bed in the first place. Smiling to yourself, you savor the fact that, though you were condemned to eternal damnation, these people that you have found could not have created a better heaven for you.

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yuichi-ro · 2 years

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just gonna vent here for a bit bc i think not being able to do a lot with covid is having some serious effects on my anger levels but

so there is this anime i watching called “shikimori’s not just a cutie!”. its just meant to be a cute romance slice of life, something to turn your brain off and relax to, the animation is nice, its perfect for what it is.

the amount of hate this show is getting. jesus fucking christus my ass. essentially the relationship being portrayed is slightly non traditional in the heteronormative sense. the guy is a bit more shy and very accident prone, the girl is more outgoing and protective. it toys with that role reversal of a more dominant female lead and a male lead being more on the receiving end of things while also still letting both of them indulge in still being the “girl” and “boy” in the relationship. it’s very nuanced and very well handled so far.

but so fucking many (ofc mostly male) people are shitting on this anime. under the guise of “there is no story!” (three episodes have released by now you fuckers, its meant to be a feel good slice of life not some revolutionary mind fuck shit). and thats really pissing me off when you compare it to other anime of the same genre recently- for example “my dress up darling” and “komi san cant communicate”- which are good anime for what they want to be respectively too but you cannot ignore the fact that these shows aren’t getting the same hate even though they share a similar vibe.

and the only key difference lays in their male and female lead- the two mentioned before being very traditional- either being male fantasy to a larger extent in my dress up darling or to a lesser extent with just the shy girl in komi.

and then you have this show where the female lead is yes, cute but also badass and the male lead is a genuinely amazing guy being the best fucking boyfriend he could ever be and- people hate on t h e m? because they aren’t the cliche? i really just think guys can’t insert themselves into the male lead because he genuinely respects women, loves his girlfriend and supports her while also being his own person💀

i just. anger. so much anger in this tiny buff body of mine. maybe the lack of exercise is getting to me and also the fact that my body is recovering while also still being very weak otherwise, which i often forget. i had to take a nap after doing fucking laundry i hate this. ugh.

sorry for the rant i know i probs just redirecting my inward anger outward at something but shit like this really pisses me off bc u have a show that breaks the mould and is genuinely a little different and then its treated in a way that ensures that it’s not going to happen again. i am on my knees begging for more assertive and fun female characters to relate to man.

anyway this is canon and these are the men u picked sorry to inform u.

also currently working on a crossover fic to at least write a little something between naps and also thinking about making a little banner or cover or something for it? i just dunno what to put on it? ugh decisions decisions, complex thoughts i am not capable of. i just crave for all of this to be over but also i should use this opportunity to take a proper break.

hope you are having a good day and so does your family at least! my apologies for the rant lmao

-🌌momo

see your first problem is watching anything involving romance or slice of life genres 😂

I just- I hate those genres with such a passion and I mean the tropes, the kind of fans if (generally) attracts and just all of it is so not my cup of tea. Unironically I'm not an unromantic person (or at least ten yrs and going strong with a water sign would reckon I'm semi decent with lovey dovey stuff) But god there is something about romance animes that turn me off so bad. And 100% it's probably the heteronormality of it all. And bitching bc the most sliver representation of role reversal is happening? I stand my ground romance animes are terrible lol

actually the quiet/shy/uncertain male role with the strong women personalities is part of the reason I've really fallen for Sonny Boy (I actually think you'd enjoy it if you watched it). Just the rep for so many personality types among everyone is so nice so I get being pissy about the gag generic replication of tiny uwu female role and big overly manly male role. It's flat out the reason I won't watch a lot of things or even try most genres of animes bc it's all pretty much the same. I don't actually consume that much anime/manga but running a writing blog doesn't show real good rep of what I'm actually into 😂

but also choking and relating so hard to having too much energy in a tired buff body 😂 I do not do well when I have my exercise. I am a giant yellow lab who lives in too small of an apartment called life. God and being sick and stuck in the house 😩 That's a death sentence. Rip those stupid sexist pigs a new asshole. It's good for your upper body and gets out all the aggression when the fish bowl is too tiny bc fuck the human body for succumbing to a tiny microscopic cootie like a weakling. Wtf how are we on the top of the food chain and get housebound by things you can't even see. It's stupid, being sick is stupid -3-

I've seen that fanart before =_= god momo just fucking wrecked me for my husbands on live tv asdfghjkl

can't even convey how hard I laughed the first time I saw that (pre Rindou phase mind you -3-) I'm pretty sure I peed a little I was laughing so hard bc I will not be convinced Mikey just picked Hanma up bc he needed a new tall person in his life and Hanma was the only one he could think of to put him up on things 😂 bc Ran won't do it he's too busy pushing his dumb brother up onto things to run away from the cops + Ran is barely 6' so suck it you Ran lovers Hanma supremacy forever

the real problem is that I let them reproduce. Willingly. That's the sad part and someone should have me evaluated bc no sane person would let those fools reproduce

need to churn out my Chuuya piece for his birthday today but instead I'm staring at Shion and avoiding it. It's fine. Everything is fine.

#i literally did it to myself??#i said ya lets make a birthday fic??#knowing im terrible at deadlines??#but also scream laughing bc i thought your vent would be like #you know #stupid covid stupid roommates stupid job etc #not the nasty systematic misogynic beliefs in like 99% of animes XD #its true if more things were perhaps gay or female lead id like them #but i hate romance animes #hate romance as a genre #the only slice of life thing ive ever watched is haikyuu #why the fuck would i want to watch every day life portrayed when i live a life #fuck this shit i want mind melding animations that make you lay on the gym floor and make you wonder why you were born #or dragons #ill also take dragons #it probably doesnt help i am not a shipper #i think shipping is weird as shit and always have #like i dont mind briefly thinking of two characters together but i never want to explore it or shit #unless its best friends to lovers i literally cant lol #but also if inui and koko dont fucking kiss I will also flip over a truck #so you know #gay OR NOTHING #god you really just slayed me in front of everyone calling out my husbands like that #theyre not smart ok....thats why im the brains #already been established i tell hanma and rindou what to do 300% of the time and thats their kink #🌌.♡#three.talks

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anthurak · 9 months

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One of the funny things I’ve recently realized after browsing old TOH posts is that the whole idea of the ‘Luz and Hunter are siblings’ dynamic feels like almost entirely a creation of the fandom. Not only that, but a dynamic that was created basically by accident.

Consider for a moment just when and WHY fans actually started the ‘Luz and Hunter are siblings’ idea: It wasn’t in the wake of King’s Tide or after Hollow Mind when Luz and Hunter start really becoming friends, it was following Hunting Palismans. AKA, the episode where the mysterious ‘Golden Guard’ is revealed to be the show’s resident ‘edgy bad-boy with a sad backstory’ named Hunter, and also established that despite what he may think at the time, him and Luz are definitely going to be friends sooner or later.

In other words, the fandom’s idea that ‘Luz and Hunter are siblings’ started mainly as pushback against shipping those two and more notably, any theories/claims that Luz and Hunter might end up together in the show. As in, right after Hunting Palismans released, you can find a ton of posts that amount to ‘THEY’RE LIKE SIBLINGS DAMMIT!’ as fans try to get ahead of any ideas people might start getting that Luz and Hunter might be some endgame couple.

Now of course, in should have been pretty clear even when Hunting Palismans released that ‘Lunter’ was NEVER going to be an actual thing in the show. Like I’ve always commended the foresight of Dana Terrace and her crew for making sure that Amity was FIRMLY locked-in as Luz’s love-interest before they let Luz anywhere near the show’s resident ‘edgy bad-boi with a sad backstory in need of a redemption-arc’.

But for me, the funny this looking back on all this in hindsight; this presenting that Luz and Hunter are going to be like siblings as pushback against any theories that they were going to end up together romantically nonetheless made the same underlying assumption about where Hunter’s character was going:

That he’d end up being this super-close friend and ally to Luz and that she’d be the one facilitating his redemption arc, ala Aang to Zuko or any other case of ‘hero(ine) redeems rival and they become best friends’.

And of course what makes that so funny is the fact that this DIDN’T actually happen, at least not in the way most of us were expecting. Yes, Hunter did end up being A close friend and ally to Luz, but the people who he’s actually closest to and the one who really drove and facilitated his redemption arc wound up being Willow and Gus!

In conclusion, the whole idea of ‘Luz and Hunter are siblings’ dynamic feels like one of those cases of a fandom coming up with an assumption about where characters might be going, and then forgetting that they were the ones who originally came up with it while the show itself does something else.

And also, Hunter is WAY more of an older brother to GUS than he is to Luz, and frankly I think we need more recognition of that fact XD

#toh #the owl house #toh rambling #toh analysis #toh fandom #toh hunter #hunter deamonne #Luz Noceda #willow park #gus porter #luz and hunter aren't really siblings #hunter is closer to willow and gus than he is to luz #hunter is more of an older brother to gus than he is to luz #random toh rambling post

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