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Hey, I wanted to let you know that I love your writing, your mind is brilliant 🫶
I don’t normally send in asks, but I saw that you’re open to writing for Anakin, and I was wondering if you’d be willing to make some nsfw head cannons for him? I’d especially love to hear your sub Anakin thoughts because I lot of the content I see about him writes him in a more dominant way (which is awesome, but I’m personally obsessed with submissive anakin)
Once again, you are such a gifted author, thank you for sharing your work 💕
HHHH THANK U SO MUCH FOR UR KIND WORDS <33 honestly I have so many specific interps for Anakin in NSFW situations so I'm excited to share my thoughts. NSFW below read more, duh
♡♡♡ | ˗ˏˋ Anakin Skywalker NSFW headcanons ´ˎ˗
Ok first things first I have some strong opinions about what he doesn't do, firstly his experience levels.
Because let's be real, if you're his partner in the first place, you're his first. Anakin is a space monk . The code he lives by essentially forces him into celibacy. Now, we know Anakin tends to discard those rules if he believes the situation calls for a different approach, but he can't do so without caution.
Also, I dunno, he seems so romantically ride or die I don't really see him as someone who'd sneak out and sleep around. Point being, his experience before getting together with you is zero.
He can't find the clit at first.
Be patient with him.
I will say this though, Anakin is an experimental person and not afraid to try new things at the risk of them not working out. This is definitely something that extends to the bedroom. He doesn't exactly have sources to get new positions from so he's just gonna tangle your legs around him in every way he can think of, all to find that new angle that he can fuck you that much better at.
And if it doesn't work, he would much prefer honesty over being told it's fine. This extends to everything in the bedroom tbh, safewords are sacred to him and he takes your comfort very seriously.
Now the perhaps more controversial take. Anakin is a switch for sure, but he has some pretty hard limits when it comes to either.
Dom Anakin
I cannot see him being into degrading you, honestly. Anakin loves you to death. You are ethereal to him. He can't cum with such filthy lies in his mouth.
Nahh Ani is praise all the way for sure. He'd brabble on about how good you look as he cums inside of you. His capacity to respond coherently goes down as he's closer to releasing but how sweetly you moan for him and how perfect you look never leaves his mind.
By extension, I don't think he'd be super into hurting you. Though he is not gonna pass up on some consensual choking and spanking.
And boy, he is mouthy.
As in literally.
While he ruts into you, he either wants his mouth on your lips, on your neck or on your chest.
When he is not babbling his praising comments to you, his mouth needs to be busy in some other way.
If you do not want marks on you, you better tell him, because he is going to have to actively stop himself from teething and sucking purple marks into your neck.
Really likes mutual masturbation as well. He tells himself he won't do it over the comms but. He will. If you or him is on a long-term trip you know damn well he doesn't have the patient to wait for either of you to come back.
Sub Anakin
Now. Sub Anakin. That is a whole other ball park.
Anakin craves control, but getting to give up every ounce of control on his own terms really arouses him.
He has some harder limits, he doesn't enjoy being in too much pain or degradation that is too harsh and personal.
But the humiliation aspects of it make him rock hard.
Honestly. He's kinda into it when he's on his knees in front of you, staring up at you with those expectant eyes, and you just barely apply some pressure on his solid crotch. Not enough for it to hurt, just for him to rut against and then make a soiled mess of his pants.
If you let him, that is. Anakin wants to be a good boy. If you tell him no he will listen.
Oh yeah he is more into sexual denial than you'd probably expect.
Orgasm denial? Hell, nothing makes him harder and whinier than making him watch you get yourself off with him unable to touch you or himself.
Or when you edge him? Make him wait until he's close to sobbing. He wouldn't cry, but if you keep going he will get real desperate.
The longer you deny him, the more he goes from bratty to begging.
HUUUUGE validation kink.
Like HUGE.
He enjoys being denied to an extent but he does want to finish on a high note. Call him a good boy, tell himhow hot he looks when he eats you out... Boy he will go feral.
Haven't written just headcanons in a while so I hope you enjoyed these rambles
#gummyfang#star wars#anakin skywalker x reader#anakin skywalker#♡.nsfw#♡.mlw#minors do not interact#mdni
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that post you just reblogged w st/eddie?? omg
you sent this to me a lil while ago but i think you were referring to this post?? if it's the wrong one lmk and i can write something else! anyways BIG mess cw on this one! (1.1k words)
"ATCHhh'iew! ... Hih-! ITTCHhhew! HHPTCHHh'ew!"
"That's two."
Eddie barely has time to grimace at the snotty mess on his hands before Steve needlessly chimes in from the other side of their bed, his head propped lazily against a pillow. He's got that familiar smirk on his face - the one he always wears when he knows he's right. If it didn't somehow make him more handsome, Eddie would be doubly annoyed right now.
He sniffles wetly and wipes his palms against the legs of his sweatpants, having lost all sense of dignity about fifty sneezes ago. "What are you talki'g about?" he asks, although he's pretty sure he already knows the answer.
"It's beed two mbidutes sidce you last sdeezed." Steve sniffles a few times and swipes at his own nose. For a second there, Eddie forgot he was sick, too. "I thigk that's a dew record. *snrfg!*"
Eddie sighs dramatically, settling back into his own pillow. He reaches out and brushes some hair out of Steve's red-rimmed eyes. "Worry about yourself, Harrig'tod. You've beed sdeezi'g mbuch mbore thad I - ITCHHhiew! *snffg!* - h-have... ITSCHHH'eww!"
Eddie blindly grabs a tissue out of the box sitting between them, his eyes still watery from sneezing. He eagerly raises it to his damp, pink nostrils and forcefully blows his nose until the tickle subsides.
"Uh-huh. Who's the sdeezy ode agaid?"
There's that smirk again. Eddie rolls his eyes and pouts, inching his head onto his boyfriend's chest. He's not always this clingy. "Whatever happed'ed to 'bless you'?"
"Bless you, babe. You kndow I'mb kiddi'g."
"Your combedy skills are reb'arkable," Eddie deadpans.
Steve chuckles, pressing a kiss against his temple. It's not long before his own eyes start to well as a new wave of itchiness invades his nose. Eddie lifts his head from his chest as it begins to stutter, Steve's breath hitching against the top of his head.
"Hhhh... Hh'TSSSCHHEW! Oh, fuck... Hih'SSCHHhiew! *snrkk!*"
Two sharp, wet sneezes coat the back of Eddie's head with a thick spray. In any other situation, he would probably be at least a little grossed out; but between their shared fever and congruent sneezing, a little accidental snot isn't going to upset him.
"Bless you."
"Thagks." Steve tries to productively sniffle against his newly clogged nose, a thick wall of congestion quickly settling into his sinuses. "Eddie?"
"Tissue?"
"Yes, please. *snrrfff!*"
Eddie reaches for the box at his side - the one they've been sharing since they woke up this morning - but to his horror, all he can feel is cardboard. He groans, dejectedly running a hand over his face.
"What? What's wrodg?"
He holds out the empty tissue box so that it's hovering over Steve's face. "We're shit outta luck, that's what's wrodg."
Steve laughs. "Wouldn't be the first ti-iiihbe - Hh'ETSCHHHHh! Huh'TSCHHHOO! *snffgg* Guhhh… Hh’ESCHHHHEW!”
Eddie sits up, driven by a new wave of energy brought on by the desire to tend to Steve's visibly running nose. He reaches for his nightstand, rummaging around half-empty cigarette cartons and allergy medicine before turning back to Steve with an apologetic frown.
"Sorry, babe, I thigk mby bad'adas are all in the wash."
"That's okay." Steve says, although judging by the thick, liquidy sniffle that follows, it very clearly isn't. He rubs the tip of his nose against his sleeve, grimacing at the damp spot it leaves behind. "Ew... *snxxff!* Sorry. I'b bei'g gross right dow."
"Doe, doe, you're dot gr- HhTSCHH'uh! ITCHHh'eww! Hihh... IPTSSCHhh'uh!"
Eddie hurriedly searches for a clean spot on the crumpled tissue in his hand, tending to his now dripping nose while Steve continues to sniffle and rub harshly at his own. Eventually, the tissue becomes too full for him to continue using; he sighs, balling it up and tossing it into the wastebasket that they've easily filled to the brim since this morning.
"Bless you," Steve murmurs, raising his sleeve back up to his face and wiping his nose as discreetly as he can.
"Thagks, Stevie. Why dod't I call Robid and see if she can -"
"She's worki'g." He sniffles a few more times, almost desperately. "Ad Dadcy's at yearbook club, ad - Oh, doe."
Eddie's about to ask him what's wrong, but he feels like he can accurately guess due to the glazed over look in Steve's eyes.
"Hh'TSSCHH! Hh'ESCHHH!" He pinches his nostrils together in a fruitless attempt at stifling, but the sneezes are much too powerful to be forced down completely. He winds up with a streaming mess running down his fingers, clear lines of mucus trailing across his upper lip. "Jesus... Hh'ISSCHH! Hh’PSSCHHh!"
Eddie grimaces sympathetically at the sight, more eager than ever to make his boyfriend's stupid (cute, but stupid) nose stop causing him so much trouble. He leans over the edge of the bed and reaches into the wastebasket, feeling for a tissue that’s slightly less damp than the others.
"Here," Eddie says, pressing it into Steve's hand. "Use this, okay?"
To his surprise, Steve doesn't even question it; he's clearly just as eager to put an end to this, no matter how temporary the relief may be. He blows his nose with a loud gurgling sound, wordlessly accepting another half-used tissue that Eddie grabs out of the trash and continuing to blow until the itch in his sinuses has gone away.
"Better?" Eddie asks.
"A little," Steve admits, dropping the visibly soggy tissues on the bed between them. "That was sobe quick thinki'g, Eds. *snff!*"
He wrinkles his nose. "Sorry, I kndow that was probably super gross."
"Actually... dot really." Steve shrugs sheepishly. "But mbaybe that's the fever talki'g."
Eddie nods, rubbing a hand against the younger boy's arm. After being holed up in here together for the past couple days, he's far past the point of being grossed out by just about anything.
“I’mb just glad I could help. *snnff!*”
Steve smiles at him fondly. “You’re always helpi’g mbe, Ed.”
Eddie lays back down, assuming his original position with his head perched against the other boy’s chest. However, the inevitable urge to sneeze eventually hits him yet again.
"Oh, shit," he whispers, eyelids fluttering. With no other option in sight, he fumbles for the closest wad of tissues, which happens to be one that Steve just used. "HhPSCHHh! ISCHHh'ew! ITTCHH'iew!"
The tissues are slick and cold against his skin; still, he massages his itchy, running nose with them, wincing slightly at the foreign and sticky feeling enveloping his nostrils.
"Well," he says with a small chuckle. "I thigk these tissues just about spedt. *snrff!*"
"Here," Steve says, plucking a crumpled tissue from the wastebasket. "This one looks... sorta prombisi'g."
Eddie gives his nose a hearty blow, too tired to lift his head up from Steve's chest like he normally would. This tissue is only slightly less sticky than the first, but Steve was right - it's really not as bad as it seems like it would be.
"We should start a dew record," Steve muses, draping an arm around the longer haired boy's shoulders. "See how mbady tibes we cad use these tissues before we actually deed to buy mbore."
Eddie chuckles again. "I chadge mby mbide. You're disgusti'g."
"Ad yet you still love mbe."
Eddie swipes his nose with the tissue that may or may not have originally been his, his smile growing even wider. That same old smirk blossoms on Steve's face. "Yeah, I suppose I do."
#snzfic#snzblr#snz kink#sneeze fic#snzario#sickfic#mess cw#colds#contagion#kinda lol#i'll rb this tomorrow in case it flops tn hehe#st/eddie#st#my fics
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I LOVE YOUR WRITING JUST HHHH, so based on the writing where you got dragged to the office Imma say smth. You don't know this, but whenever you're upset because of Mikey and Sanzu and it shows on your face, you look exactly like a kicked puppy (to Mikey and Sanzu). That's why they can't really stay angry for a long time, and that's also why they tend to dote on you after reprimanding you since you look so upset.
THANK YOU SO MUCH 🥰🥰 IM WORKING ON SOME OF YOUR OLD ASKS TOO!! Specifically, the early stages of your relationship ones, I think there's like three of them that connects together so it might be a while, unless I do them all in one. I thought of a really cute pet name Sanzu calls you which is because of a very specific moment the two of you shared and I'm just like (´♡ヮ♡`)
But I agree! They really can't bring themselves to stay mad at you for long. Even when they're upset, they'll probably still show you some sort of affection (needy boys).
Mikey would probably squish your pouting face or tickle you until you start smiling and laughing again. Sanzu gives you these long comforting hugs that you just can't help but sigh and fall into, ruffles your hair and makes it up to you by taking you to a nice place or getting some of your favorite snacks.
#mikey#mikey x reader#manjiro sano x reader#manjiro x reader#manjiro sano#sano manjiro#kantou manji gang#sano manjiro x reader#tokyo revengers x reader#mikey fluff#tokyo rev fluff#tokyo rev x reader#tr drabbles#tokyo revengers#mikey imagines#mikey x y/n#kanto manji gang#kanto mikey#sanzu x reader#haruchiyo sanzu#sanzu#tokyo revengers sanzu#sanzu akashi#sanzu x you#sanzu haruchiyo#mikey tokyo revengers#akashi haruchiyo#anon#answered 💌
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Hi! I’m the one who asked for writing tips, and while at first I thought I’d keep my identity a secret (as if this is Gossip Girl) I thought I’d saw my appreciation with my name on top! Most people write anonymous asks, but I know I love it when I know who I’m speaking to, so, officially ✨hello✨
I’m actually a writer from another fandom who expanded to JJK after reading the manga and falling into the Toji rabbit hole. I didn’t think I’d actually start writing about him myself, but I ultimately lost to my urges ;-; I’d already started writing a multi-part fic about him when I sent you my message, but still wanted to see how a pro Toji writer would advice me to go about it! Thankfully crossing from one fandom to the other seems like a smooth tradition? Too early to tell, but I am glad to join your ranks.
Your tips were quite helpful, and I couldn’t help but notice how warm you are as a person! Whenever I read your fanfics, I get this warm fuzzy feeling and I wondered what kind of person writes such fics, and reading your response sort of affirmed that it’s someone who loves writing and their fans. You are one of my fav Toji writers for that reason, because you see him through this lens of affection and love that really matches his character, and the love/affection he didn’t have growing up in his life. That feeling is irreplaceable imo.
BUT enough bootlicking ahaha if I’m being honest, I’ve never really written a fan letter before and it’s been about two months since I started reading your work and I had a lot of accumulated praise. How we break though… that broke me. I got actual tears in my eyes, and “hated” you for a moment because this was pure sadism 😭
Don’t think there’s anything more to say other than thank you for getting back to me, sorry for this mess of a message and I wish you all the best 💜
HI MIRTO!!! NICE TO OFFICIALLY MEET UUU! im genuinely sorry for replying to this late. my summer sem’s abt to end so the projects and papers and group presentations are beating my ass 😭
the toji rabbit hole is insane ur so real for this. i too was just tryna make sense of jjk when i fell into the toji rabbit hole myself and boom insane pining ensued. but AHHH the multi-part fic??? pls drop da link baby 🤲🏼
im so glad that ur transition to the fandom was smooth!!! i had a trouble once with transitioning to a fandom bc while i was frothing at the mouth at the idea of writing about them, i had so little grasp of accurate characterization that it ate me up and i just gave up so fast hdjsjhssj so hell yeee that u didnt go through that <333
and omg?? thank u so much hhhhsh i dont see myself a pro in terms of writing for toji but holy fuck thank you. AND THANK YOU again oh my god im so soft rn, my heart’s so full and hhhh im so happy to see that im able to convey the affection i have for both toji and my readers in my works!! you guys make it so worth it to write yk? and toji’s this amazing character thats so dynamic and complex and theres so much opportunity to world build. ugh i love him sm
i am a number one supporter of making toji soft as fuckk. my man deserves to be loved and to love just as kindly. and he can be the gruff dilf that he is but also still be soft and gentle and warm, yk??? he deserves to be that!!!
im laughing at the hwb comment omg shdjejd im still so happy that it is still getting interactions and that it leaves impression on readers 🥹 thank you for your guys’ pain teehee
no bc one of my friend came up to me n said they couldnt even pick up the manga bc they hated toji and omg i was like “nooooo hes not just an asshole u have to understand!!! hes just a human and sometimes love doesnt work out” and she was like “THATS EXACTLY WHY” and i knew that i accomplished my goal <33
but yea! thank you so much mirto for your message, pls dont apologize for it!!! i loved reading every sentence babe. and pls dont mind how long my response has gotten omg i just tend to ramble. take care darling <333
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I'm in love with soulmate au so maybe a dbd killer of your choosing x reader with soulmate. Like name or the first thing they say. Would be awesome if you did Max the hillbilly with something written on him. Thank you if you do! 😊
This somehow took me so long to finish because of life being harsh lol but I did it and I made it sweet and fluffy cuz why not ? Hope you like !
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Hillbilly x reader (soulmate AU)
You had heard about the rumors around the Coldwind farm. How supposedly a monster or something like that was haunting the place, how you could faintly hear a chainsaw sound if you were close enough to the property...
And you intended on discovering exactly what was in there. You were what you might say, an explorer of haunted places, you had a video channel as well as a blog where you had quite the number of followers and subscribers. You were curious and adventurous, a lot of people said that it would be the death of you... As the expression said, curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.
You had everything with you, a bagpack with everything necessary for exploration, a flashlight, food, water, ropes, a heavy jacket with a scarf and gloves, your phone and last but not least, your faithful camera.
"Alright guys, here I am, ready to explore the famous Coldwind Farm, you know the one ! Wish me luck!" You exclaimed happily to the camera, your breathing making cloudy pattern in the chilly air of the night.
You were well aware of the fact that no one would answer to your ask for cheering, but it was mostly for the sake of the video. It wasn't easy to stand out in all the people doing exploration stuff, let's not forget you were a lone wolf too, but you were quite proud of what you accomplished so far.
"I'll begin with a brief tour of the farm, then I'll try to get inside, so far so good, haven't heard the famous chainsaw at all... for now."
As you advanced in the unfamiliar place, you felt a shiver ran up your spine. You felt... observed. However you weren't one to back off from such a place just because you had a feeling about it.
"Damn..." you muttered as you made your way in an abandonned corn field.
You had come accross a really large tree on which several cows were hanging, grossly killed and their body pierced by hooks. You made a mental note of putting a warning for this in the video because it might shock and terrorize people and you didn't want that. You were starting to feel a little nauseous yourself, but would that stop you? Nope.
After 20 minutes of exploring you finally heard the famous chainsaw noise... But it was far from where you were at the moment.
"Urg I don't know if I'll have enough content to post this damn video... Am sure as hell ain't sleeping here" you grumbled under your breath (a bit that you would cut from the video of course).
You decided to finally go explore what remained of the actual farm, hoping that you'd find something nice and scary (some might call you crazy but hey, this was how you paid the rent so yeah). Nothing really extraordinary happened either as you went inside. The wood was creaking everywhere, eaten by thermites and the many days of rain that made the walls rot. All in all, the greatest danger here was to be killed by the farm collapsing on itself.
You sighed dramatically, deciding to stop the recording here. But as you looked down on your camera you froze. There was a very big shadow on the floor, and you knew for sure it wasn't yours. You even stopped breathing all together, a sudden wave of panic crashing through you, yet you stayed perfectly still, staring intently at your camera and the shadow. How could you not hear this guy come? Maybe it was all the noises made by the old wood, but now you could hear the mysterious stranger clearly. It was breathing so heavily, it sounded like a mix of an animal and an actual engine.
You began walking, mechanically. Acting like you didn't notice the silhouette that was clearly right behind you. It followed, walking at your exact pace so that you wouldn't hear its footsteps. So whatever it was, it had some kind of intelligence. You gulped as silently as you could, and when the abrupt noise of a chainsaw being turned on right behind you roared, you didn't think twice. You made a mad dash out of the building, throwing the camera without any second thoughts for the rents or anything video related, you just wanted to live.
The wind was cold on your teary face and it was difficult for you to run on the muddy ground, since it rained the day before that. You felt like the mud was slowing you down more than anything and you almost lost it here and there when you heard the chainsaw so close to you. In a desperate attempt, you plunged to your left as you arrived near a tree, getting mud all over you and hurting your ankle along the way. It seems like you were lucky, because whatever was pursuing you with its chainsaw literally crashed on the tree you were just nect to. It yelled, so loud you swore you could have lost an ear right here and there with the decibels. Finally, you had a clear vision of what exactly was haunting the Coldwind Farm. To your surprise it was still... Mostly human.
Still an impressive height, but its face was somehow very diformed, skin completely twisted on its face and shoulder. You could see some actual features on the face, but you could tell that whatever this guy was born as, it wasn't treated as it should have been. It's spine was totally torn and you could see that there was some effect of heavy malnutrition.
You should have run away here and there. Sprint home and never look back. But you couldn't help the slight fascination and curiosity bringing you to stay right here and observe it... No, observe him. You were now fairly sure that he was as human as you. He was still yelling, his chainsaw stuck in the tree and moving his arms wildly as if it had been... Hurt?
You got up as silently as you could, noticing that, indeed, splinters of woods were struck on his right arm. You winced at the sight, it looked really painful. You took the risk of stepping toward him, but this caused him to pay attention to you once again. He stared right back at you and you swore you lost your breathing at it.
So many emotions swirled in those pupils, almost hidden by the skin difformity. Pain, anger, sadness, confusion... But what you mostly saw was fear. He started growling at you, like an animal endangered, and it's where you noticed that even though his chainsaw was stuck in the tree and he was hurt, he still had very nasty looking hammer in his other hand, covered in what you assumed was fresh blood. You took a deep breath. After all, this might just be the end of you.
"Look, I promise I want to help you alright?"
At first he didn't seem willing at all to listen to you, still thrashing around and growling menacingly. But as you approached him while keeping your hands raised to show you wouldn't try anything he seemed to calm down. When finally you were right next to him you shivered, not exactly sure of what you were doing.
"I'll take a look at your arm alright ?"
You were sweating heavily and you could feel his ragged breathing caressing your skin. It was like trying to reassure a wild animal. You made a face at the shards that were stuck on his arms, they were stuck deeply, blood spilling in thin tricklets. This looked painful.
"I'm going to open my bag and use some product to help you heal. Ok? Ok"
At this point you didn't care anymore, you just wanted to try to help him at least. He was still looking at you warily, but at least he stopped moving so much. You pulled some tweezer that you had in your emergency case and looked straight back at him.
"This is going to hurt. You're ready?"
He stared at you, his eyes boring into yours, then closed them, a silent way to give you the go ahead. You stopped breathing and went to work. He tensed when you began pulling out the shards but he didn't make a single sound. You almost let out a "good boy" that you thankfully kept in your head. You kept caressing very lightly his arm after each shard, trying to soothe as him much as you could.
Why did you want to help him so much? There was something in those eyes that entranced you. You saw more humanity in those eyes than a good number of people you met.
When finally you pulled out the last shard, you allowed yourself to be less tense.
"Good job. This is going to hurt too, but I need to clean your wounds."
He tilted his head at you, maybe wondering what you were doing... or why. He seemed to somewhat understand what you were saying. He grunted when you cleaned his wounds but stayed perfectly still, allowing you to work just fine. Finally you reached for the bandages, rolling it slowly around his arm. You froze as you noticed a little detail on his upper arm. There, on the malformed and bruised skin was a neat handwriting.
Look, I promise I want to help you alright?
Was this really..? You so didn't know what to do. You started panicking a bit inside. Were you hallucinating? You had lost hope of finding that one person so long ago, part of you couldn't believe it. How could you be sure anyway? This guy didn't seem to even know how to talk. You finally came back to your sense when he started to get his arm back. You didn't even realise you were gripping him so hard.
"Oh..." you blushed awkwardly, not really knowing what to say and embarassed by what you just said. "Sorry, I uh, I didn't mean to..."
You were having difficulties forming the words out of your head. Everything was going too fast. He was still staring at you, warily but also curiously. He probably had no idea of what you were doing. And to be honest, you neither.
"I need to go!" You finally cried out all of sudden, making him jump.
You didn't give him the time to react as you ran away from Coldwind Farm. You took a look back, he was still there, staring and unmoving.
"I'll come back alright?! I promise!" you yelled, and you could tell was more and more confused.
But he made a noise. As if saying "alright". This was fine by you. And come back you did. At first it was once a week. Then it became everytime you could actually visit him. You did some research on who lived here before. Turn out it was a farmer couple. They had a son named Max Thompson Junior that was never even brought to school. It didn't take you long to put two and two together, you had deduced that he had been abused by his parents, never properly taken care of and possibly never allowed to have affection in any form.
It made you sick to know that parents would reject their own kid like this... moreover he possibly was your soulmate, so that struck a chord. You still weren't entirely sure that Max was indeed your soulmate, after all he never really said anything understandable apart from noises, their intensity varying with his mood.
At first he was still wary of your visits but you warmed up to him so much, he actually got used to your presence. All that you had in mind was to see him, the more the better, the video could wait... you also discovered that he loved all types of little snacks you brought to him and you were more than happy to make him discover all the delicious food he had never even had the chance to taste before.
Once again you were off to see him, bags filled with all types of food rather than survival supplies. He was there, standing near the corn field, his eyes seemingly lost in the scenery.
"Hey Max!" You called, waving your arm around.
He jumped a bit a your voice (he was quite sensitive to sounds) but turned toward you his face lighting up and the hint of a smile forming on his mishapen lips.
"H...Hey."
You froze at the first word that were finally formed by his mouth. It had been weeks. And finally after hours of you talking to him almost non stop, even though no one took the time to teach him how to speak, he had put the effort to salute you back, just like you always did when you went to see him.
His voice was raspy and almost inaudible by the lack of use but it was there. Tears started rolling on your cheeks and your bag fell on the ground, forgotten in your rush of emotion. He whined alarmingly, not liking seeing you cry like this. Were you hurt? Did someone upset you ? Did HE upset you? His eyes were lit by worry and panic and you hurriedly dried your tears with your arm, hiccuping a bit.
"Don't worry Max, those are not tears of sadness or pain... I'm just... so happy!"
You showed him your own arm, sleeves rolled up. There was written one small little world. One word that made you go crazy at first. After all what kind of soulmate would just tell you Hey? But right now it felt like the most beautiful word you could hear. After all, he took it upon himself to say it to you.
"You see this? This means we were made from one another !"
You abruptly ran to hug him. He didn't even move with the force but he tensed a bit, not used to the contact, but he eventually relaxed and hug you back, a light but secure grip around you. You weren't even sure if he had any idea about the soulmate thing, but somehow you had a feeling he knew. As he started slowly dancing in a circle with you still in his arms, you had a feeling that he knew.
And you couldn't be happier.
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All the fluff for this sweet boy , I hope it's good enough aaaa
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!mentions of vaguely implicit “intimacy” (can be left up to interpretation) and (consensual) biting + “you” style hcs under the cut, gender neutral as well!
also first post bc I’m suchhh a simp for honenukiii 😅✌️
I MEAN LOOK AT HIM WAAAAA- maybe I’ll write sum quick abt it, just to indulge.
!WRITING UNDER THE CUT!
• you may not be able to “properly kiss” Honenuki without lips, but that does *not* stop this mf from showering you in small acts affection.
• whether it be just a little clack of his teeth to the back of your hand, or hugging you from behind and leaning his face into your shoulder, he loves being able to show affection through closeness and time spent together.
• Though, there is a balance with this; and if you ask, he won’t overstep your boundaries with this kind of affection.
• After all, there are many ways to say “I love you” that he believes are more romantic than the words himself.
• remembering something that you told him when you were first becoming friends, and idly bringing that in a conversation, “I love you.”
• keeping all the small trinkets that you hand him VERY safe and sound, no matter if it’s something really fancy or a small grey rock, “I love you.”
•Honestly he also probably wouldn’t stop you if you wanted to try kissing his face/teeth, he finds it endearing that you are willing to try anyways despite his mutation. Yes, it’s a little awkward; but no, he might not outright admit that without lots of prompting. He finds it too cute for that.
• also, we all know that is canon he loves massages, and it’s just the cutest thing ugh. If you’re giving the go head, he just loves to be able to sit down and spend time with you while studying your surfaces and edges, and just generally being close to you and being very happy with the fact he could relax you. And of course, the same goes with you giving massages to him, he is absolutely enamored by how relaxed he feels with you around and how much you are willing to put forth as much as he wants to.
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~ HCS GET A LITTLE MORE SUGGESTIVE HERE BUT NO EXPLICIT MENTIONS, but leave if you’re uncomfy with that! ~
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• though, on that topic; he tends to same the same way throught all times, even when getting quite ah;; “heated” with you.
• on his own, it is moderately rare for him to strongly want to experiment with you on his behalf, but for you; he is willing to try almost anything as long as you can confidently say it will be safe for the two of you.
• it honestly doesn’t matter how it starts, whether as a teasing remark or something more serious, but he never would have thought that he would have enjoyed sinking his teeth into your skin, much less to this extent; despite his lack of lips. he doesn’t bite hard enough to break the skin to make it bleed, and usually, he ends up pressing his tongue against the area he bit with you if there is a particular flinch or a soft whine of pain.
• if you allow him, he would also give you hickeys, but it’s a a little harder to get a latch on the skin more comfortably with his mutation and get a solid motion to be able to make one.
• it’s not exactly a sort of power rush, but he definitely is into the fact that you trust him enough to do it time and time again, and he wouldn’t mind getting a couple marks himself, though he is a little bit squeamish on making it deliberately visible without coverage.
• He’s holding onto you with fevor, soft panting and sighs like an idle musical statement as you hold each-other quite close, and Honenuki raises his hand from the hold on your waist to trail up your chest and then along your shoulder and neck, almost in a silent plead. You oblige, and you feel him lean in to the crook of your neck yet even closer as his breath is hot and heavy, trailing small love bites around your collarbone and neck hhhh
• he gets a little embarrassed if he notices he went a little overboard too late, biting and leaving marks just a little too far up the neck, or if you are one to wear shorts or a higher length skirt, just a little too far up your thighs.
• He just loves you what can I say 😮💨✌️
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I feel like I’ve found my kin, I fell in love with Kakashi when I was like 8 LOL. Can I request some general yandere Zoro headcanons btw? I loved/still love him too 😶
Yes you may ahhh!!!! I love Zoro so much. I love writing for fandoms like this bc shounen anime are... Well, shounen, they're aimed at dudes, so they tend to not have as large of a female audience so there's not a lot of content out there. I love Luffy and there's like zero girl-targeted content for him. I swear I've spent so much time looking for wholesome, decent LuNa (my otp im sorry i just hhhh) doujins that aren't super male-oriented, and there's like... 2. For a 900+ episode anime. 2.
I also love the concept of a yandere in a situation where they CAN'T kidnap you, they're limited by their circumstances, so they have to kind of adjust or go insane. It's an interesting dynamic because it eliminates the norm for yanderes.
I think I mentioned this but I'm not 100% caught up with one piece (I mean, who is?), so I'm just keeping it simplistic and going with kinda basic Zoro and nothing with specific character developments or any spoilers other than his backstory
Yandere Roronoa Zoro (One Piece)
Tws: all the usuals -- yandere, noncon, kidnapping
He meets you while he's lost. I'm sorry I just. Zoro gets lost in the middle of some place they're docked, and you're just such a sweetheart, you see this guy clearly not knowing where he's going, and offer to help him. He's kind of taken aback by your softness and sweetness.
He's not easily made aware of his own feelings. He's a rough and tough sort of guy, and he has dedicated himself to swordsmanship so much that he's neglected to focus on himself and his interpersonal relationships, and he's not really self aware at all of his own feelings, very out of touch with his emotions.
Obviously, even if he tries to shove it down, Kuina weighs heavily on his mind in relation to you. He's another man that has known loss and it's dealt its damage on his psyche. He can't lose another person who's dear to him again.
This results in him becoming insanely protective, one of the most protective yans out there. He's easily one led into paranoia delusions regarding your safety. However, he's an honest and reasonable guy and can be level-headed when confronted. If someone (not yourself, as he thinks you're naive, but maybe another girl like Nami or Robin) tells him he's being overprotective and exaggerating about your safety, he may actually have a moment of self-realization and admit to it. He's capable of being reasonable enough to see it once it's pointed out to him. However... this doesn't stop him. He tries, really, he genuinely tells himself that he needs to stop. But his instincts just kind of take over. It's an impulse, to stop you from doing even the most slightly dangerous things.
Once you join the Straw Hat Crew, he just kinda... clings. It's a silent presence, but he's always there, constantly seems to show up wherever you are. Unfortunately, you can't really... get away from him per se. You're kinda limited to one ship, at least as long as you're out on the sea. Your only option for respite is going to your room or bathing, otherwise, he's gonna follow you, even if he's not saying anything and (very badly) trying to feign indifference, pretending you just happen to be going the same way all the time. He doesn't really know what to say, he's not good with these things, and often he's acting without really thinking too much about it. He won't usually strike up a conversation, he just... is there. Watches. May awkwardly ask a question or make a passing comment.
One scenario I imagine is you jokingly picking up one of his swords and wielding it around giggling and he just flips out, takes it from you and yells at you not to do that, are you an idiot? Do you want to trip and fall and have that impale you? Do you realize how easy it would be for you to slice your arm open by accident? It's startling to both you and anyone watching -- even for someone who gets yell-y as easily as him, it seems like an overreaction. He'll apologize but insist it's a safety thing, really.
And he really tries to hide his more... aggressive nature, because he thinks it will drive you away -- he's a blunt, tough guy with a short-fused temper, and he thinks that's definitely not something women like very much. He tries not to yell at you, not get mad so easy, keep his calm better around you, and might even be nicer to others so that you don't think he's mean. And for the most part, he can manage that. Except when it comes to a very specific, very problematic blonde crew member. His little conflicts with Sanji get worse, to even a point that he's snapping at him so frequently that even Sanji himself is a bit bewildered and caught off guard by it. The others notice they fight a lot more often... and Zoro always seems to instigate it, picking quarrels over the littlest things. In reality, he's afraid of the other's... sleazy nature. He can't have you falling for that bastard. He even starts to get jittery when you're in the presence of Franky, Usopp, hell even Luffy of all people. It's noticeable, and everyone kinda worries for him.
He kicks himself for it as soon as he does it, but he finds himself insulting you nonetheless. It's a terrible habit. He gets so awkward and flustered that it's second nature for him to say something snarky or even rude when you talk to him, and he immediately is just mentally screaming at himself for doing so. This will get a bit better with time, though, if you two talk more often.
Now, even if you can fight, you're never gonna really get the opportunity. In battle, he's clinging to you and protecting you at every moment, even if it costs the others some unnecessary wounds. It's highly uncharacteristic of him, and they notice. He won't leave your side, insisting that you're a weak fighter and that he has to take care of you. You just don't get it, you overestimate yourself, you underestimate your enemies, you're a girl. What, Nami and Robin? Well, they've been at this much longer than you, and they had rough upbringings. You're different. You're soft... fragile. You just can't see it. You're lucky he's here to protect your dumbass.
Due to your setup, well, he can't really kidnap you per se. He undoubtedly would if you two were somewhere else, in another life or another setting, but that's not really an option, and even as a yandere, he would never go so far as to kill or abandon his crew. So, he's stuck with just... slowly, slowly mentally deteriorating.
Now, he's not capable of kidnapping, he's not smart enough to really manipulate you into anything (although he WILL tell you that some of the other guys are out to use you), so, he's left to be the guard dog he inevitably becomes to you. If you avoid him, he'll just follow you. If you don't talk to him, that's ok. If you confront him, he'll just insist he has no idea what you're talking about, and you'll start to feel like maybe you're just paranoid. The others... don't really know what to do, to be honest. I can see Nami/Robin potentially confronting him, but in the end, they can't force him to change his behaviors, and they can't afford to lose him. This results in, gradually, everyone slowly kind of accepting your dynamic onboard. They feel bad for you, really, but... in the end, Zoro's just more valuable to the crew. Sorry. They're not gonna get rid of him, but they don't want to get rid of you either.
If you leave? It may just be one of the very very few things that could ever cause him to leave the Strawhats. It would tear him up, really, it goes against his dreams, his pride, his loyalty, but in the end... his loyalty is first and foremost to you. He'll follow you if you leave. It's a bad move on your part, because this gets rid of the only thing standing between you and kidnapping. Which, at that point, surely will happen. Like his other behaviors, he'll feel bad, he'll try and stop himself, tell himself it's wrong, but you'll end up bound in some dark basement nonetheless. He's one to take a very simple approach. Find you alone, sling you up and over his shoulder and carry you off before anyone can come.
Rejection doesn't faze him. No matter what, he'll remain by your side. Even if you never love him in return. It's just his nature, he's a guardian through and through.
In the end, he'll be right there by your side, scaring off any competitors, clinging to you like glue, ever in your presence like a shadow, forever. Whether you want him to or not. He's just an inescapable force, an unmovable object, and you're wasting your time trying to change your fate.
Now, he's very flustered with anything sexual. Highly embarrassed, lots of shame, and doesn't talk much about it. It just kind of happens. He doesn't talk much during, mostly grunts and the occasional fuck when you clamp down, occasionally asking you if you're ok, if it hurts, if it feels good. It's one of the only very soft sides of him. In the end, he really, truly loves you, and doesn't want to hurt you, he wants you to feel good and just love him. It's a very different side to him, one no one else has ever really seen, it's the most vulnerable he himself has ever been with another person.
He feels shame for it, but initially he'll definitely be one to steal your things, sit outside of your room at night, listening to you through the wall, try and get glimpses of you bathing or dressing. He really, really feels guilty, and he's one that will, once you're comfortably restrained and never going anywhere, just sit down and list out every nasty little thing he's ever done regarding you, just to get it off his chest. He understands if you react badly, and he'll apologize, which is a bit ironic considering how much worse kidnapping you is.
He'll apologize for that, too. He's actually one to do so a lot. He's normally a proud guy, but with this? He knows it's wrong, he knows it's fucked up. He knows he can't stop. And he'll be sorry to the moon and back. Just never sorry enough to stop.
He's actually a pretty vanilla guy. Hand-holding missionary type. And, despite being so embarrassed over it all, oddly romantic about it. It's one of the only things he's ever soft and gentle about, it's almost unbelievable to you that he's capable of being so gentle and slow with anything. But he'll kiss your forehead, really take his time with it all, make you cum on his fingers before ever actually fucking you. Hold your hand, look into your eyes. It would be honestly incredibly sweet if it weren't... you know, taking place in some dark sealed off room after dragging you there against your will.
If he's particularly mad, he can get rougher, but he'll apologize after. It's a lot of harsh grabbing, biting, it leaves bruises that he'll rub over softly, whispering an apology, even if a little part of him likes the way it looks on you.
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[HiRAH for sidequest!Link]
Part 30 of Link's Thought Brambles
“Link, you mean to tell me you have a magical pouch in which you may keep anything you wish, and you do not have a single piece of paper, nor a pencil?”
Why am I in trouble for this? She’s supposed to be the thinky person! She could’ve borrowed some from the castle’s carpenters, it’s not like we weren’t there an hour ago. “…No.” It’s not like I ever write anything down. Unless I’m writing a letter. Ah-ha! “I have stuff in my dresser.”
“Hhhh. I also have… stuff… in my own dresser. A bound book would, however, be more convenient. Let’s save that for tomorrow. Had I a pencil, I would simply use the margins of this draft ceremony plan. As it is, I can… I can…”
She’s looking shifty-eyed all of a sudden.
Oh. And there’s the haughty I’m-a-Princess-and-I-do-what-I-want chin. Which I’m pretty sure, now that I’m thinking about it, she only does to me. In the last four months, it’s normally been because she’s disgusted by me following her. This seems different, since clearly she WANTS me following her around today…
Heh. She’d given me the day off. Look where I end up, anyway.
“It would be foolish of me to waste an hour or more in turning back from the front gate. I can use the slate’s dictation feature. I can copy its notes to a bound book later when we return to the castle.”
The slate’s dictation feature? What does she-
Oh.
“When an opportunity presents to pick up a pencil in town, I may switch to that. Though frankly, dictation is easier.”
Hylia preserve us. Lift us from these sands-
“Is there a problem, Sir Link?”
-keep us with the dawn-
”I didn’t know the Sheikah Slate could take dictations.”
Oh no… no no no, not Mipha too-
“Indeed. Link activated it by accident last week at the Royal Lab.”
“How does it work?”
“I have not thoroughly investigated the details. But it is capable of recording all the speech in the immediate area. That is, so long as it is distinguishable above background nose.”
You have to say SOMEthing, Link. You can’t just let that go. “Um. That’s not the only thing it records.”
The royal eyebrow. I should’ve been expecting that. “I know.”
This is bad. It’s worse. Much worse than it was last week. Every few minutes I’m thinking about her. Ever since she’s been nicer to me. Even more since I woke up with her tending to me in bed. Dear Goddess, I’ve even started to like those moments when she dips into stern-princess voice. It’s like a whip-crack to my spine and I’m about, say, eight hours away from imagining her using that voice to order me onto my knees while she forces me to watch her undress herself. ‘Hands behind your back, knight.’
…I just gave MYSELF the whip-crack.
“Link? Are you okay?”
“Fi-ii! Fine. Fine, Mipha.” You had to crack NOW, voice?!
“What else is there to record apart from speech? Princess?”
”Link’s thoughts.”
“L-Link’s-?!”
“Yes.”
“Link’s specifically?”
Oh, wait. Wait wat wait. “W-well, maybe it’ll record someone else’s if that person turns it on instead. Right, Princess? If you try turning it on now, maybe it’ll record your thoughts?”
She doesn’t like that idea. Her lips went all thin and white.
Oh crap, I don’t like that idea, either. I’m not ready. I’m not at ALL ready to have that thing turned on again right this second! Don’t think about sex what the crap, Link, don’t even THINK that word don’t do it don’t do it
FOOD YES think about food, food is allowed, she ate a sandwich with you earlier food is totally 100% okay she’s fiddling with the screen, Mipha’s trying to see, that seems to annoy the Princess, she’s poking the screen awfully hard and fast no NO Link don’t think about poking things hard and fast you are stupid you are so so stupid no no no please be recording the Princess’ thoughts and not mine I would love to know what she’s thinking about now not that I think she’d let me see it but it would be better than BOTH princesses seeing this waste dump that is my thoughts -
“Oh, my. Poor Link. Your thoughts aren’t a waste dump.”
MMMMMm!!! NGGGHT. They totally are, Mipha, you have no idea! Don’t think. Just don’t do it. Oh bless you Princess for putting it away thank you thank you thank you-
“It’s active. It is still attached to you, Link.”
I figured. mmMMMMmm!!
“I wish to reassure you there was nothing previously which offended me in any way. You may, in fact, relax. Please attempt to concentrate on the good work we have to do in town today, and do not fret over what idle thoughts may come. Alright?”
Just nod.
“So. When we cross the threshold into Castle Town, what should our first destination be, Sir Link?”
“Uh. Um. Food. Anyone who might prepare food for this thing will need as much notice as possible. Makes sense to just pick a direction and go in order.”
“Are we visiting all the cookeries and bakeries, or shall we leave any out?”
We could skip oblivious-fruitcake-guy. Then again, this might be a chance for him to redeem himself. “I don’t think we should pick and choose, Princess. Some of them’ll want to participate, and some won’t. They’ll end up choosing for us.”
“Alright, then. Mipha?”
“Yes, Princess!”
“Shall we?”
“Certainly!”
Castle Town. It’s awfully big and packed full of people. I hope we have time even to get to everybody. We could split up, but that would be a bad idea for the Princess’ safety.
PrincessES’ safety. Because now there are two of them.
I don’t usually think of Mipha as a “princess” though. Maybe it’s tough to think that way about someone you splashed around in a lake with for years on and off. Or maybe it’s because the Zora’s attitudes are so different. Mipha’s always among them, not sequestered away out of their reach. Even Dorephan in his throne room is entirely accessible to his people. There are guards, but it’s more a formality than anything else. If a Lizalfos gets too close to Dorephan, he’ll just sit on it and that’ll be the end of it.
Which leads me, once again, to wondering why Dorephan is so monumentally huge?
Is it magic? Does the king or queen of the Zora just keep growing due to some hidden power?
Is it hereditary? Is Mipha going to be gigantic, too? I know she’s 42 years old, which still blows my mind, but she still has growing to do. She’s smaller than the Princess by a good deal. Bazz said they’ll grow until they’re about 50 at least, but some keep growing. He wasn’t all that interested in getting deeper into it than that.
I wish I could’ve had a long childhood like that.
Maybe the length isn’t it, though. Maybe it’s how it was spent. I’d have been happy to spend 40 years swimming, diving, fishing, playfighting, and hunting for snails with Bazz, Mipha, and Rivan. Spending 40 years in Hateno going to school with the other Hylian kids? Not so much.
40 years with my sister staying adorable and little and wanting me to read books to her? That I’d be happy about, too. Having Mom still warm my clothes for me at the hearth.
Having Father tell me I have to grow up.
Yeah, maybe not. 17 years of that was enough.
That’s a little unfair. It’s not like he was telling toddler-Link he was too childish. He smiled at me, then. So maybe more like… I don’t know, 14 years or something.
Mipha seems to like the fountain.
“It’s like a little piece of home. Refreshing!”
Heh. Cold!
“I’ll defer to you, Link. Which direction would be best to start with?”
“We should probably start out Northwest, work our way southward, and circle around from there. I can’t see us getting through even half of it in one afternoon.”
“Indeed, it seems unlikely. With a little more preparation, we may be able to enlist a second party’s help tomorrow.”
Good idea.
“Lead the way, Sir Link.”
Not hard. Gorgie’s is right there. It’s a little hole in the wall but damn if he doesn’t make great noodles. Good thing we’re long past lunch. We’d have to wait an hour just to talk to someone.
“Good after- oh!”
Those are some owl-eyes right there. He’s not sure whether to look at the Princess or Mipha or both at the same time, thus the sudden eye-cross and head-shake.
I feel for him.
“Hi, Gorgie.” And he sees me again.
“H-hello, Sir Link. P-Princess, and Princess. Ah. Noodles for you? Or, ah, soup?”
“For more than merely us, good sir.”
Damn, he just broke out in a cold sweat!
“M-more?”
“They haven’t announced it yet, Gorgie, but there’s going to be a festival in three days on castle grounds.”
“Oh!”
That sure got his attention.
“Indeed. We’re hoping some of the local businesses would agree to set up in the bailey temporarily, to provide food and entertainment. Are you interested in participating?”
She talks so much smarter than me.
“OH! Oh I would be a fool to pass up such an- oh. Oh, but Princess, and Princess. I-“
What’s he eyeing mournfully behind the counter? “Are you having some kind of trouble?”
“Ohh. If you lean far enough, you’ll see for yourself.”
Uh. Okay. I’m short, so I can’t really. Will he care if I sit on his counter? Probably not.
Whup.
Ooooh. That is unfortunate. Man, what a mess! Now that I’m paying attention, I can see the sodden part of the floorboards near the Princesses’ feet, too.
“That’s some crack, Gorgie. How’d it happen?”
“Nearest I know, heat and time, Sir Link. Heat and time.”
“So you need a new cauldron.”
“I have the small cookpots, and they do, though it made lunch slower and smaller today. For your festival, though, managing one large dish would be so much easier than many small ones. And I’d want to leave Trood here in the shop—he’ll need pots, too.”
That thing is massive. Guess he needs it with how many people flood this spot at mealtimes. Where the hell did he get it? No one in town sells anything that size. It’s like a horse’s middle.
“Do I take it your cooking vessel has suffered a thermal shock?”
“Eh, Princess?”
“Um. May I see?”
“Oh. OH. By all means, Princess, I’ll back up-“
“No need.”
And now she’s up here with me.
I’d enjoy it if I wasn’t supposed to not think about spoons. Chopsticks. Napkins. Gorgie’s very shiny bald head. Greasy. Look at something else, Link, look at-
“That is indeed irreparable.”
“Eh… yes, Princess.”
“Well, no mind. I’m sure our blacksmith can make you one in relatively short order, though I’d have to discuss with him how long it would take a vessel of such size to cool in its mold.”
“Eh- eh?! You would do that for me, Princess?”
“Why not?”
“H-how much would it cost?”
“The crown will gladly cover the cost if it means you can join us for the festival.”
“OH! Oh my! P-Princess, I thank you, but I insist I must repay you somehow!”
“Well. We are planning on charging a very small space fee to help cover cleanup costs.”
We are?
“How much?”
“100 rupees.”
Huh.
“My, Princess--I easily do that much business here in 15 minutes on a slow day!”
She clearly has a plan but I don’t know what it is.
“We’d like to keep the festival accessible.”
She used my word! I feel like I shouldn’t be so proud of myself, but I am.
“W-well. Since you’re offering to provide a very expensive piece of cookware, I think it would be entirely reasonable for you to triple my fee, Princess.”
“I see. Very well, if that will ease your conscience, I shall do exactly that. 300 rupees is well with you?”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“Noted. I will send a messenger to the blacksmith at once.”
“Thank you, Your Highness! And- thank you Princess Mipha, and Sir Link!”
“Welcome-“ “You’re welcome. Nice meeting you!”
Damn she’s fast. Off like a shot back to the bridge. Like her days of trying to escape me in Tabantha. Mipha’s in no rush. Oh. That’s another one of those great big smiles she’s giving me with the closed eyes. It’s pretty infectious.
“Good afternoon, sir-?”
“Ah- Princess! Ah, ah, it’s just Gerden, Princess, no sir.”
“Ah. Well, Gerden. I have a message to be run to the castle blacksmith. Please take it there as quickly as possible. I’m beckoning one of your fellows from across the moat to take your place.”
“Oh! Yes, Princess, what is the message?”
“We need a double-thick cast-iron cauldron made immediately approximately three and a half feet wide and equally deep. It’s to be used the third morning from now. If the timing is impossible, he is to start it anyway and I shall discuss it with him when I return.”
“Yes, Princess!”
“Thank you, Gerden.”
Wow. He certainly wants to impress her. He’s moving almost as fast as she was out of Gorgie’s shop.
“I do hope all the shops don’t have shattered cookware.”
“It’s unlikely, Mipha. But just in case… I thought a small fee would be wise.”
Tricky Princess.
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“Oh my, Link, look at these sparkling animals.”
“Oh. Yeah, they’re a glass cutter.”
“How clever! Such things in the domain are always smooth, and they are lovely, but the facets make these catch the light like river spray.”
Not sure we want that in particular in the bailey. I can see that turning out painful for someone.
“Speaking of light, ours is nearly gone. They’re beginning to light the braziers. We’ve covered, what—perhaps an eighth of what we ought?”
It’s true. Everyone seems to have problems. The Plucky Pie Shop has poultry supply insecurity because Duck-Duck-Goose had trouble with the High Rules Animal Helpers (HiRAH) and their protests against clipping ducks’ and geese’s wings. They want to see large, enclosed containment instead that lets the animals fly freely. This in turn was caused by them protesting small cages last year, at which point Duck-Duck-Goose switched to open pens and clipped wings, which, of course, only further enraged HiRAH.
The solution is clearly to make everyone happy by finding someone to build a gigantic fricking aviary. Then Duck-Duck-Goose can slaughter happy birds instead of crippled ones.
(Is that really any better? You’d think the happy flappy goose would mind its demise more.)
So… for the moment wild bird hunters are charging a killing for their… killed… birds. And it’s getting expensive to make poultry pies.
Too bad they didn’t go for my suggestion that you can also “pluck” berries from bushes or apples from trees. ‘We make meat pies, sir!’
You know what? We were going to discourage meat pies, anyway. We’re all set. Unless of course we can find a way to make pie crust without wheat. Huh.
Rice crust? Can that be a thing?
“Link?”
“Huh?”
“You disappeared on us again.”
“Sorry, Princess.”
“… You were thinking about the poultry supply problem, weren’t you?”
“Heh. You read my mind.”
“Kmmpt. And I didn’t even have to check the slate.”
No, you didn’t, did you? She has a little smirk on again. This one’s different, though. Softer eyes.
“Oh, that shop has so many tiny cakes!”
“…Indeed, Mipha. Most appear to be fruitcakes.”
She’s thinking about skipping it. She is. But she shouldn’t. “Let’s go.”
“I- I may-“
“Nope! Let’s all go in, Princess.”
“W-w-“
If I weren’t worried about how she’d take it, I’d steer her in by the shoulders. I’ll have to make do with lots of emphatic beckoning.
“Oh- eh heehee-“
Bonus Mipha giggles.
“Ohf. Very well.”
This is going to be so good.
“Good evening, sir-“
“OHHHH!!”
“Ah- uh-?”
And here he comes, running round the counter, wow he actually slid on his knees, that must’ve hurt, he’ll end up picking splinters out of those later, he’s got her hand in his and WOW is he going to kiss it?! No, he’s just banging his forehead against it. Repeatedly.
“Um. Um. That is- that’s entirely unnecessary, mister- mister?”
“Toureni. Toureni, Your Highness. Oh please, please, I beg your forgiveness from the bottom of my baking heart!”
Oh Goddess, Link. The look on her face. Don’t laugh. Don’t laugh.
“I- don’t understand.”
“F-fruitcake…”
Oooh, some of her color just drained out. If he doesn’t make this clear in a few seconds, I’ll have to explain myself so she doesn’t get upset.
“Highness, I never intended my words to injure you so.”
“YOUR words?”
“Y-yes. Has- has HE- not told you?”
“… He has not.”
“Ohh. Ohh. Leaving it for me to confess. It’s fair, though. It is.”
Well… it’s not like I put any forethought into it.
“Your Highness, the fruitcake recipe and description which so offended you was penned by me. I am full of remorse. I had no understanding of what I’d done, I swear! I was- I was trying to drum up business for my shop. I sent it anonymously so no one would—would accuse me of doing it! Ever since Frootie Food opened up in central, fewer and fewer have come here for my fruitcakes. They used to be the best in town. I believe they still are! It’s just the novelty! It’s the nooovellltyyyy- eeeeeeh eeeeeeeh eeeeeehh-“
W. O. W.
Those tears are pitter-pattering on the floorboards. Now I feel bad. Like really, really, really bad.
“Link!”
AH!
“What did you say to this poor fellow to cause such distress?!”
Ow.
“It’s not a crime to fear for one’s livelihood!”
No of course not but he never said-
“Toureni. I accept your apology. I can see now my interpretation of your words was inaccurate. I, in turn, apologize for my appointed knight’s behavior toward you. Please, be at ease.”
… Am I in trouble?
“Y-your knight?”
“Yes.”
“Y-you’re Sir Link?
“… That’s me.”
“B-but you’re so short.”
“One of my many shortcomings. Hm. Hmhm. Ow!” Come on, Mipha!
“Fortunately, sir, my reason for visiting you this evening may bring you some cheer. Please, rise. I shall help.”
“O-oh. If you insist, Your Highness.”
I guess this is what Mipha looks like when she’s irritated with me. Her forehead ridges are drawn together a little bit. Kind of like a Hylian’s eyebrows. Just a lot bigger.
“There is to be a festival on castle grounds starting the third morning from now. We’re asking local businesses if they’d like to participate.”
“OH! That is a wonderful opportunity, Your Highness!”
“Indeed. Yet for you, I think, perhaps more so.”
“Oh?”
“Along with food and entertainment, we are to host games and competitions. Among them shall be a taste-testing event.”
“O-OH! Oh, Princess!!! I would beg for such a chance to shine!”
“Of course, I cannot guarantee that you would win. But you would certainly have your chance.”
“Yes- yes of course! Thank you, Your Highness!”
“Now, we’re asking for a minimal 100 rupee fee for businesses to have a stall. However, considering what I’ve heard here today, I’m willing to waive that fee and instead only ask for the very reasonable pledge of ten rupees to enter the tasting competition.”
“Bless you. Bless you, Your Highness. You’ll have your ten rupees. And thank you!”
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“I believe I shall sleep the instant my head hits the pillow.”
“Agreed, Princess.” Last corner.
“I’m exhausted. I must confess my feet are not used to your manner of stone pavement.”
“Oh dear. Mipha, I apologize. It never crossed my mind-“
“Oh no no no NO, Princess. Please don’t fret. A Zora princess should acclimate herself to the many environments of Hyrule. I’ve spent so much time in my home, used to the buoyancy and gentleness of water at my feet. And lately, much aboard Ruta. Somehow, her stone does not seem to press so deeply.”
“There’s something I’ve yet to decipher about the surface properties of that material. It’s virtually impossible to climb. It’s as if there’s some small amount of electrostatic repulsion. I’d imagine the sensation could easily be likened to the buoyancy of water, though less so.”
“You are welcome on Ruta any time, Princess, to study her.”
“I thank you. I intended to visit soon to check her systems and see if anything could be improved for you.”
“Well, now you mention it, she’s a little slow to respond when walking. Slower than when directing her trunk or any of the mechanisms on her back and shoulders.”
“I’ll look into it.”
“Thank you, Princess!”
I was incredibly, incredibly privileged just to be in their presence for that conversation.
Zo and Kerkand tonight.
“Princess, Lady Mipha-“
“S- Sir Link?”
“Sir Kerkand. Sir Zo.”
“…What happened?”
“What do you mean what happened?”
“Your face-“
“Oh! Oh. Mipha healed me.”
“Ah- of course. Welcome, Lady Mipha.”
“Hello!”
“Well. I bid you all good night. I shall see you in the morning quite early. Sirs Zo and Kerkand, please relay that I wish to be up at dawn. Ah, and as you have seen, Sir Link is well. He no longer needs a guard on his door specifically.”
“Yes, Princess.”
“Good night, Mipha. Good night, Link.”
“Good night!”
“Good night, Princess.”
There she goes. Wow. We were so busy, I don’t think I slipped up at all and thought about anything horrible. And there goes Kerkand to the Princess’ door instead of mine, for all the difference it makes. It’s not even 20 feet away. She’ll… shut the slate off, right? Yeah. Of course she will. She won’t want it recording her snores. And she DOES snore sometimes. I’ve heard it through the window.
.
Oh yeah, real tired.
.
Oh! Oh of course, I’m not going to throw you out. I wasn’t even thinking, where did they put you up?
.
Really? Does that work for you? Huh. Have you ever slept in a Hylian bed before?
.
Well, we could go sit on the steps outside.
.
Yes, this is my room, but Hylians frown on that sort of thing.
.
Wow, Link. Your own total ignorance of how stuff works in Zora culture is not helping. Well. Uh. You know. A woman being in a man’s bedroom? Alone?
.
Do not look at Zo and Kerkand. Even though you’re sure they can hear every word. They’re probably 100% as uncomfortable about this as you are.
Well. Um. They could be doing. Things.
.
…Yeah… Oh MIpha for the love of Hylia, please don’t make me spell it out for you. Please get it. Please get it.
.
I know at home you sleep in pools-
.
Wait, you don’t all sleep in there? You used to- remember the time I stayed next to you all on the stone and almost froze to death? Good times.
.
But there used to be adults-
.
Oh, they’re just to watch the kids? Huh.
.
You sleep IN the river?!
.
You don’t float away?!
.
You must freeze!
.
Yeah, I guess we ARE fragile compared to you. No way could one of us sleep in a river. We’d die at least three different ways within an hour.
So. Yeah… no bedrooms. No taboos surrounding them. Makes sense.
I’m going to have to spell it out for her I totally am she doesn’t get it where the hell do Zora mate?!
Mipha. I don’t know how else to say this. If we go in there and shut the door, people could think we’re… we’re… mating… in there.
.
Well, no, I don’t think Zo and Kerkand specifically-
.
Yeah, I know no one else is here-
.
Oh. Well, yeah I guess we could leave the door open-
.
True, we wouldn’t have any privacy, but that’s kind of the point-
.
I did suggest steps earlier. We could do that.
.
Okay, great. This way.
Uuuuugh yeah, yeah, I know, Zo, I see that look on your face, that was way too much stuff you didn’t want to hear, sorry…
“Oh, it’s quite brisk out here, Link!”
Brisk is one word for it. It got downright cold. This party is happening just in time. Another week and it would be extremely unpleasant to do anything outside. The Princess still seems to have her windows unshuttered.
“I’m sorry to have made you uncomfortable. I didn’t realize you attached such meaning to your place of rest.”
“Well… it’s not me specifically. But yeah, it’s a Hylian thing.”
“Our ways are so different. You always seemed—I thought you seemed at home in our domain, Link.”
“Oh, I was. You’ve no idea, how many times in the last few months, I wished I was there instead.”
She went quiet. Why is she squeezing her fists against her stomach like that?
“I- I’m glad to hear it. That you missed us, Link.”
“Of course I missed you.” Sit on step, that is VERY cold, shiver on step “You, Bazz and Rivan.”
“Mhm.”
That’s an intense look. Almost like when she was healing me. The ridges above her eyes are turned upward, though. On a Hylian, it would look worried. I’m not sure if it means the same thing on her, but it might. “Mipha, is something wrong?”
“No, Link. I- ah... Earlier today, I was thinking about- about the time we first met. You were just a reckless child, always getting yourself hurt at every turn. I was- I was always willing to heal your wounds. Just as I did today.”
“Yeah. Yeah, you always did. Thank you. I didn’t- when I was a kid I didn’t understand how much of a gift you were giving me. That you could only do it once a day. That you could save someone even on the brink of death.”
“I didn’t fully understand it myself then. I’m not sure I do now. I’ve learned I can split the gift if I’m careful. If I don’t give too much at once. It’s difficult to do.”
“…You gave me the whole thing for today, though, didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
.
“Link?”
“Yeah?”
“How did it happen? Why did they attack you?”
How do I explain this to her?
I guess, oddly, I started already. She asked. About the bedroom thing.
“Long story short, Mipha… people… people thought that the Princess and I had done… well, that we’d had too much privacy.”
“Oh?! Just like—just like you were saying now?”
“Yeah.”
“…Did you?”
“No.”
“… Why did they think so?”
“Hph. It still doesn’t all make sense in my head. I was checking out the northeast quarter belowground, looking for springs, actually, not that important to the story. It turns out she went to the same place, unescorted, the morning after I’d gone. I guess people thought I stood around down there for hours waiting for her? Even though I was out and about that morning myself. I guess the timing was just close enough that you could get away with thinking it.”
“And the reaction was that severe? That so many were willing to harm you over it?”
“… It turns out even the king thought it was weird. Said it wouldn’t have happened if it had been him and the queen. He basically thought people are scared and had an excuse to lash out.”
“That could easily be true. Those in the domain are… worrisomely unafraid. My father only allowed me to pilot Ruta because I was so insistent on helping you. I think if you were anyone else, he’d have said no.”
“Wow, Mipha… I- I’m honored. I had no idea that was why.”
“Heh. Yes. I think the perception is the domain’s remoteness and natural geographical barriers will protect us, even should the Calamity arrive.”
“They also value you.” Shoulder bump. “Highly.”
“Yes. And my brother. I want to protect him, too.”
Sidon’s still awfully small. He’s about the same age as Chee, though. It would be nice for them to meet, someday.
Wow. Mom’s never even met Mipha, has she?
“I thought- ah. I thought it was funny how being a Hylian, you looked grown-up so much faster than I did, even though you were so much younger.”
“Yeah. At first—for a long time, actually—I thought we were the same age. I was shocked when I was taller than you that third time we came to stay.”
“Eheehee. You started younger and you still are. Though I admit sometimes I was fooled by your height when I wasn’t thinking about it.”
“You’re going to tower over me again someday, right? You’ll keep growing?”
“Yes. You’ve seen Rilly and Arat, I might be about that height in ten years. Oh, but—are you fully grown?!”
“Yeah. I’m 18. It’s pretty unlikely I’ll grow more, though my shape will change a little. And maybe at some point I’ll start actually growing facial hair.”
“Oh! Like your father? I didn’t realize your face would do that, too!”
“Well, it should. Kind of strange that it doesn’t. Makes for lots of jokes back home. Here, I don’t know, I bet people just think I wax it off or something.”
“Wax?”
“Yeah. You don’t want to know. Father started shaving his. I’m not entirely sure, but I think it might have been for me. So I wouldn’t look so un-manly next to him.”
“Is- is that how you’re supposed to look? Hairy?”
“Pfft. Ha ha hah aaah. Not always. There’re loads of guys around here who stay clean-shaven. Father always kept the beard, though, until recently.”
“How, um, how is he? Your father?”
“…I don’t actually know. I haven’t seen him since the day after I got here.”
“Oh. Oh, I see.”
She can tell. She’s doing the fists-to-her-stomach again. It’s a nervous thing, isn’t it? Why?
“Link?”
“Yeah, Mipha.”
“I hope you know, that if you—if anyone tries to do you harm, then I will heal you. No matter when, or how bad the wound. I hope you know that I will always protect you. Once this whole thing is over… maybe things can go back to how they used to be when we were young.”
Playing in the waterfall-filled lakes at the domain? Count me in.
“You know. Perhaps we could spend some time together.”
That would be nice. But just like my daydream of me and Rionee alone in the woods, there’s the Princess. Swimming, laughing and playing with us.
Then, of course, there’s the other problem.
She said it herself. ‘Once this whole thing is over…’
I probably won’t be here.
Probably.
Who ever hears stories about the hero after the Calamity’s over? Well, except in the one about the Silent Age, but he was really unlucky and had to deal with TWO Calamities, so it doesn’t really count. The second one was still breathing down his neck.
“Link?”
“I… I hope, Mipha. I hope I have the chance to spend that time. Maybe even sooner than you think. The Princess wants to visit the domain on this massive tour of Hyrule she seems to be planning.”
“I hope so. It would be nice to swim with you again. Have you gotten any faster?”
“Haha NOOOOOO.”
“Ohh, ohh my, hahaha-“
“I did find a way to swim EVEN SLOWER, though, and I’ll show you if I get the chance. It’s real awkward and it involves me rolling half sideways and lurching through the water like an injured moblin.”
“Ohhhhhh- ohhhhh- ohhhhh! Ohhhh, stop- stop- I can already see it! Oh, Link. I still maintain your clothing is at least part of what slows you down, and if you’d consider removing both that and your hair-“
“Nope! Clothes stay, bottom layer minimum. Hair, too.”
“If you insist. You’ve nothing to be ashamed of, Link. You clearly have no difficulty around us, and Zora never hide their bodies.”
“You- er- don’t seem to have anything to hide.”
“Oh?”
Oh please don’t tell me she doesn’t know this. Please. I mean, she has to know this. Even if I have my shorts on, it’s not like I’m flat. She MUST know this, right?
“Oh! Oh, you mean because you’re like deer and wolves.”
“… Uhhhh-"
“You have outies.”
“…Outies?”
“Yes. Zora have innies. Hylians have outies.”
“Um. Um. Yeah, okay, you could describe it that way. Though. Well. Only Hylian. Males… have… outies…”
“Not true, as I understand it.”
“B-but-“
“Then why do female Hylians wear clothing?”
“W-well- I mean, you could still SEE it-“
“So it’s an outie.”
“… I think we have different definitions.”
“My definition is that if it is visible, it’s an outie.”
“Okay, then, so everyone has an outie except the Zora.”
“Oh, don’t forget the Gorons.”
“Uh. What do they have??”
“Nothing, of course.”
“Really?!”
“Really.”
“I’m gonna have to ask Daruk about this the next time I see him. How do they have babies?”
“They grow.”
“All babies grow.”
“Hehee. On their backs.”
“Wow. Glad I don’t have to deal with that one.” Ohh- oops. She’s yawning. “Mipha, I’m so sorry. I’m keeping you up. You’ll be here for days, we don’t have to stay up chatting out here in the cold.”
“Oh no, Link. Don’t be sorry. I’m having fun. But we should both get some rest.”
“I’ll walk you back to your room.” Ooooh, that’s a good stretch. My ass is so, so cold.
“You don’t have to do that, Link!”
“I know I don’t have to, but I guess I’m used to not letting Princesses wander around here unescorted. Humor me?”
“Alright, then. But let’s move briskly so you get to bed soon, too.”
“Okay.” And then when I’m back in my own room, I’m sticking my bottom in the fireplace.
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hi hello i couldn't sleep last night so i was scrolling thru all ur asks and stuff and ur opinions and analyses are so interesting!!! and then afterwards i was thinking about what u were saying about mlm smut and i'd also been thinking about such things a little bit recently bc like.....at a certain point it becomes quite clear that the vast majority of smut-writing is just imitation. like there's the sex noise verb list and all and the whole general mechanics of the sex and those things just .... replicate over and over. and the whole thing w people writing mlm vs wlw smut regardless of their own sexual orientation..... like i feel like a big part of that is just a self-perpetuating thing. like if u have not had sex and u r getting all ur (pleasure-related) sex ed from fandom (even if u do watch porn, that doesn't rlly tell u how to describe stuff? idk) regardless of What fandom , the majority is going to be mlm smut. which is itself majority imitation of other mlm smut, imitating and imitating back to whoever knows what the first smut fanfic was etc. there's just way More to mimic than there is on the women side of things. which then becomes a self-perpetuating thing, bc the mimicry continues and generates more and more. and---if there are fundamental misunderstandings of anatomy involved---those self-perpetuate as well. and maybe even exaggerate. and yeah. does this all make sense? idk i was just thinking about it. like all the stereotypes and stuff continue bc writers are getting their inspo from other writers rather than their own brains. or something. idk!!!!! it's just all... divorced from reality? bc words. or something!! i hope u get what i'm trying to say. just thoughts i've been thinking. anyway i think ur thoughts are cool. and ur writing. ok bye have a good day!!
Okay yeah this is kinda messy but hope u see this, uhh yeah I think you're right about the echo chamber effect fr about stuff. I think it's a mix of projecting too sometimes. talk more under the cut and also link to a video essay since I love video essays.
Here’s a video that sort of touches on this topic:
“Gay fanfiction” by Sarah Z. (has CC)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H8E_C00dKwI
This video begins to talk about fetishization at the end, but also… not really. The words “gay fanfiction” is used as a catchall, when really gay fanfiction is largely mlm written by non-mlm.
Fandom is a largely women's space dominated by the female gaze in a media industry world that is dominated by men and the male gaze. I'm really glad women have this space to explore creativity and queerness, and I don't expect the female gaze to go away, but I am still ultimately bummed out I can’t read most fanfic or interact with most fandom spaces without having fetishization in my face.
So about 80% of fandom is women, and most of those women aren't straight, but 90% of those women prefer mlm ships. Why don’t they prefer wlw ships? Well definitely part of it is the fact that queerbaiting is centered around white straight men, and then there is also the fact that women tend not to be written as well charcter wise. But the fact still remains that you get jerjean getting priority over Layla and Alvarez who are in canon just as much and are a canon wlw couple who actually interact as well as Alvarez could likely be a woc because of her Hispanic last name. Korasami doesn’t get nearly as much hype as zuko and saka, despite the fact that they are 2 fully dimensional characters who canonly kiss and hold hands, something the creators fought for and ended up having to sacrifice another reboot for.
I do believe the fandom echo-chamber is largely responsible for… a lot of things, like you're saying. But what's interesting is that the complaints I've heard about visual porn from non mlm in the fandom space is that they can’t get off to it because its for the male gaze and misogynistic usually. But they also don't seem to notice how the mlm smut circles has the female gaze and is also… almost always mlm. If it was a pure anatomical not knowing thing, I get that, but I also think that leads to the question of “then why the male body for porn, and not your own? The one you know and are familiar with?”
I know some people want to get outside of their own body for porn and don’t want to think of their own anatomy at all, but overall I'm still uncomfortable. If an anglo said “well I watch porn of only Mexicans so I don't self insert” I'm gonna be like … hhhh in a similar way. I understand people “like what they like” but I wish they also noticed said patterns in the first place. I understand the t4t tumblr porn circle, and how it's different from cis people who only watch trans porn.
I actually wished that instead of fandom focusing on mlm ships where some asshole guy hits on bottom troupe charcter for top troupe character to save, was instead… a wlw character experiencing said shitty getting hit on and other wlw swooping in. what's interesting is fandom writes a lot about misogynistic experiences without often realizing it. Ive read fanfic where guys get called sluts for sleeping with people or called bitch for speaking their mind, these arent things men usually experience, but rather women. Fandom has a lot of internalized misogyny and also queerphobia imo. Women characters often get pushed to the sidelines and men become the canvas for female fans to project onto.
There is this natural inclination to mlm. When people are talking about “gay shipping” or “gay books” or “gay feels” or even just “gay” mlm is what’s largely in mind. I honestly am kinda saddened by this because if gay fanfiction was really solely about writing more to feel represented, then you would see a lot of bi and ace and lesbian rep, but this isn't the case. Queer women are seriously underrepresented, and I want to hear their stories and read them in fanfiction as well as published. 50% of lgbt literature is mlm, and of that its largely written by women. Becky Albertalli, Rainbow Rowell, Maggie Stiefvater, are the YA big names and are all women writing mlm. Red white and royal blue is written by Casey McQuiston and Captive prince (which is not YA) is written by C. S. Pacat, who is non-binary, but is also TME and not mlm. These are all the big names in mlm lit, behind them is some gay men, but honestly their stories aren't preferred, they're not the right “flavor” for the consumers usually, who are largely women. In general YA consumers and authors are women, but I wish that they… just wrote about women too. I think there is a certain… snowball effect to the overrepresentation of mlm representing the whole LGBT community that leads to fetishization, as well as misogyny playing a factor in: less women characters being written well to write fanfic on, when they are written well they're taken less seriously or the audience struggles to relate to them, they're less marketable then men.
Idk I never feel “seen” or “represented” by any of the books above, which don't address boyhood and manhood and queerness intersecting really, and AFTG doesn’t either. I relate to AFTG as a trauma victim who has experienced a lot of what many of the characters go through and have gone through in the EC as well as them just overall being very well written characters, but I don't relate to it as a mlm really. I've never seen like.. gay voice or being straight passing or femphobia or how boyhood can be affected from a young age by those around you sensing you're ‘other’ or if you didn't experience this you feel outside the mlm community. Let alone sub cultures like bear and leather and pup, at most you see the word “he's such a twink” in fandom which... i fr hate non mlm using that word because it's usually used to replace the f-slur essentially, used derogatorily or to call him “such a bottom” and stuff like that. It’s like a joke or an insult.
Long story short, idk mang this was a ramble and I think I'm coning down with something. I wanna see more queer women rep and women authors writing about being a queer woman too. I think it's a complex web of fetishization and a bit of forbidden love yaoi culture (or it used to be in the BOYXBOY days) as well as misogyny on an industry level, creator level, as well as reader/consumer and fandom level. I don’t think it’s inherently wrong to explore other peoples stories and what we read has to be segregated, “only mlm are allowed to read and write mlm, only wlw are allowed to read and write wlw,” but I also think author’s intent and audience and background is telling, as well as overall statistics. Like about an hour ago I was looking for cookbooks in spanish or in english, and I was looking for some mexican food cook books, but I had to look for them using words in spanish because otherwise what came up was a bunch of “fiesta party, easy as uno dos tres authentic cooking!” and I was like… hm. Since I could tell they were marketing to anglos. (also the author’s last names were like michelle smith, james cooper, and this could be for a variety of reasons, but I trust Hispanic names more tbh and deadass would look at the authors pictures and if they had other books in Spanish or what their specialties were.)
anyways. not sure how to end this. uhm if anyone has any book recs (my to read list is like 500 books tho no joke) preferably not YA white mlm written by a white lady, hopefully queer women written by queer woman, LMK, I need more wlw and queer women stories on my list. I have a decent amount but always looking for more. I kinda wanna link my goodreads or my storygraph but I also don't want to get doxxed and it has my legal name on it so.
Also, I'm dyslexic and using spell check but if there's like some wild typos my b.
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my wife wrote a very cute thing about our OCs. this is a followup comic to that.
uhh, hi! sorry for a DM from a stranger but i can explain!! i got your @ from the signature on the mural in ms. kalani’s flower shop and i just wanted to say that i really like your art!! i really admire the dedication and the effort it must have taken..! i wanted to tell you in person, but uh, i mean another customer walked in, and i was on the job, and uh tobehonestihavenoideahowtopronounceyournameithoughtmaybeiwasreadingyournametagwrong anyway! oh! okay sorry there’s an actual reason i’m DMing you and it wasn’t just for a compliment — i mean i WANTED to compliment, that would warrant something of its own but i don’t wanna be extra weird and send TWO separate DMs. okay ANYWAY, could you please do me a favor and let ms. kalani know something for me? i mean i have the shop’s number i guess i could tell her myself but hhhh i’m bad at making phone calls it’s much easier to write and i figured you already work for her so anyway my POINT please let her know cookie retired! she probably figured as much with the rotation of people we’ve had coming in and picking up your guys’ outgoing bouquets these past two weeks but. cookie is fine by the way!! it’s just.. they kept getting lost in the pedestrian tunnel that opened last year. …despite it being perfectly straight from one end to the other. we had to go down there a couple times to find them and they were usually just chasing their tail and howling. which would get WORSE if they sent someone over from the Cuppy Dog City side because they’d see cookie chasing their tail and howling and then they’d start doing the same thing in solidarity and basically what i’m saying is that the cuppy dog post office has had a harder time adjusting to using the tunnel than when we used to just float stuff over on balloons. which we had to quit doing because cookie wouldn’t stop biting them. oh so! anyway with cookie retiring CDPO reshuffled some people to avoid running into the same problems. to cut down on delivery time they decided to take the mobile office we had stationed across the water at Coo Cove and move it here to Nowheresville! since.. most of the folks there are kind of their own air mail, they tend not to have as much outgoing as they do incoming, haha. so yeah! you guys will have a local branch now! which should make deliveries easier on you. and uh, i’ll be your courier! because the mobile office is also my house. which is a boat. i’m docked at the pier, beside that little tent that sells cotton..chicken… candy nuggets..? am i reading that sign right? anyway, you can’t miss me! boat, paper lanterns, two big paddle wheels on either side. that’s all pretty much, i guess! i just need ms. kalani to let me know what times she’d like me to stop by for drop off and pick up. i know it’s been inconsistent lately so i’d like to try and fix that at least, haha. oh, i’m also working on turning one of my windows into a drop box, also, but it isn’t ready yet. which actually! brings me to another question! i bought a jar of nails for the project and.. well, i’m new in town and i guess i didn’t realize you guys screw your lids on so tight here. i guess it makes sense, canid town, most people have grippy paws but i… do not lmao. so if uh. next time i come by if you could help me open them maybe? .. or uh! anyone else who can! not that it has to be you. i’m just embarrassed to ask out loud. you know. anyway! i’ve gone on for waaaay too long. i’m sitting here at my desk with a pile of letters i need to clean the dog slobber off of before i can actually read the address on them and find out where they’re supposed to go so i guess i should get back to that. i hope you have a great day! thank you for reading!! and uh, if you could tell me how to pronounce, your.. the next time i’m in.. okay bye!!
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Blorbo, scrunkly and scrimblo for the fandom asks but GW2?
blorbo: i'm gonna cop out here and say my own characters, my head is so full with them in there. actual characters probably logan though? he's sort of my comfort character (and incidentally also my poor little meow meow) and an absolute moron (affectionate). i have so many aus where i forcefully and lovingly beat character development into him. but i regularly get brainrot for many different characters, and i'd describe most of the main and supporting cast as my blorbos if asked.
scrunkly: taimi.... my daughter, my science baby, my everything <3 if anything were to happen to her i would first kill everyone in the room and then myself. and petey. much Round, very Shaped. an absolute unit. my sister also has the habit of creating asura that make me yell every time i see them bc they're so adorable.
scrimblo: you have no idea how much this has been stewing in my mind. have some word soup under the cut bc this sort of got long.
so, first of all: braham. i love complex characters that make mistakes and learn from them to do better. (also himbos but that's beside the point)
i think it's great character-wise that he has a complicated relationship with his mother and i hate it when people complain about his grief even though he hated eir for a long time. hhhh i'm not sure how to word this properly but i'll try. he's allowed to grieve her and all the possibilities that died with her and it makes him a very realistic character - because people and emotions are complicated as hell and it isn't that unusual that people grieve someone even though they may have disliked them when they were alive. i just want to give him a hug.
and yeah he fucks up, makes mistakes and idiotic decisions sometimes. and that's okay. that's human (for the lack of a better word). people make mistakes, nobody is perfect. especially in situations of high stress/emotions and with the weight of the world on your (oh so young) shoulders. (i doubt that any of the people who hate him for that would make sensible choices all the time if they were in his position. nobody would.) obviously some writing decisions are a bit meh, but that's on the writers.
i'm very soft for characters who make mistakes out of good faith and i love the scene where braham apologizes and says that they're family. that's just so much character-growth and him finally moving beyond his grief. especially with my norn commander, who sees braham as her little brother. it's a very warm and tender moment for both of them - hel has had Issues with her parents too, and having braham realizing the importance of found family was very healing for her.
and the way he loves taimi as his little sister and protects her to the best of his abilities? yeah.
second: gorrik. i vibe with him so hard. i'm not autistic but i tend to infodump a lot about things few people care about and gorrik loves bugs and insects so much and gets excited about them and i think it's great. he's my little science gremlin (affectionate) and i will bite anyone who tries to talk shit about him. also, he named his roller beetle petey. absolute perfection, 10/10.
#this sort of sucks bc i'm tired and my brain is scrambled#but i hope it at least somewhat makes sense#i-mybrunettelady#ty so much for giving me an outlet for them braham thoughts#i've seen too many people hate on him and gorrik and taimi
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pspsps i’m manifesting you sharing the pcs!! as a stan who doesn’t have the resources to buy/trade pcs and only eve got to buy the bloom bloom album (got lucky and pulled bias line so hehe), it makes me so happy to see what everyone’s pulled in newer/older albums and i love seeing all the pcs my friends share pics of so if you would love to dump random info on them or share photos of them i’d be pretty invested in looking through it all!!
ahhh anon pls read under the cut too ! ;-;/ i was going to go through all my pcs but i realized that would take too long LOL so i picked some of my favs / ones i wanted to talk about and included it here ^~^ :
these are just a few of my favorites ;-;/ actually a few of these were gifts from frens ! so they’re even more special bc of that :,)) more under the cut for those interested heh ^u^
first off thank you for asking anon T^T !!! <3 i haven’t actually talked about my collection all that much recently bc i’ve been too busy for collecting... but thank you for enabling me T-T ! means a lot ! and also ;;;; that’s okay ! i think collecting isn’t super sustainable as hobbies go lmao jdfskjf but it is definitely a fun way to interact with other deobis if you can ! and it’s okie if you don’t have the capacity to now ;-; i hope you can in the future if you’d like to ! or whatever you’d like ! collecting is a hobby at most so ! i really believe in doing whatever you’d like to whether that’s buying a bunch of albums or none or anything in between it’s all up to the person ! everyone is super valid ! (so long as we’re not hurting anyone of course :o !) and omg your luck !! so happy you got to pull your bias line ! it was meant to be hehe ^^ bloom bloom is such a pretty album too ;;; all the pcs are so pretty
i actually have ;;; a lot of pcs LMAO so if you’re ever interested in a certain era pls feel free to let me know :o ! but i keep all my album pcs in this cute lil a5 binder ! i made the cover using my extra chase photobook ^~^ (i ended up with 6 copies ...) and i included a pic of my blbl page ! bc it’s my favorite ^^ i don’t actually have the blbl albums but i have blbl pcs bc they’re so pretty together methinks :,))
i don’t collect everything like i said >.< so i tend to pick and choose :o i’m still missing one specific chanhee pc i want before i say i’m completely done with collecting T-T but some people collect all the pcs from an album ! which i respect them for actually hhhh i just don’t have the capacity ;;;; and i got pretty lucky ! bc when i first got “serious” about collecting for tbz, i realized i usually pulled kevin pcs or it was super easy to trade for my biases ;;;; so a lot of my collection are from trades !
felt bad about not taking nice aesthetic pics for you bc i’m pressed for time ;;;; so here are some nice pics i’ve taken before ! from left to right it’s kev’s re:al con trading card (that i paid too much for considering but i clown for kevin like you wouldn’t believe), hak’s moon vers. pc from reveal ! which was my first ever tbz pc and a gift from chloe <3, and chanhee’s dreamlike pc ! i actually clowned for this one too i set up a threeway trade bc op wanted changmin’s and i had sunwoo’s so i found someone who wanted sunwoo and had changmin jdkfvd LOL
and then i’d say i’m most proud of my chase collection ! it’s not my ... fav ? like era but i clowned and completed all the inserts for all the bbs AHHHHH and so i’m very proud of that ! (excluding the album covers bc they’re hard to ship T-T tho ! i did pull hak’s trick album cover which is the luckiest album i’ve had thus far)
if you made it this far, thank you for reading all of that LOL i did not mean to write you an essay ;;;; i just got so excited ;;;; it’s been so long since i’ve gotten to talk about my collection methinks hhhh >.< oh also before anyone asks .... i am not rich JKDGHDDSF i think i got really lucky ! i had some funds leftover during the pandemic (which is when i’d say i started collecting ?) from my job ;;;; and i still actually have funds if i wanted to i could collect everything ;;;; but i tried my very bestest to trade for stuff i wanted and not go above ... like 5usd per pc ? (which more or less i managed to do with help from ktwt) but yea ;;;; it’s a bit crazy and insane to look at but i’m actually quite proud considering it was all mostly waiting for good listings and trading ahhhh so ! yep yep
#anon#asks#not tbz#jess.replies#also ktwt crazie >.< hakkev things were like ;;;; 50 cents to 1usd so ;;;;#OH that kev ticket pc (the pink one) i have two of bc mimi gave me that one !#it's not my fav but she decorated it so nicely it lives on my desk and it really is one of my fav things ever#and the other ticket pc i traded from erin LOL#also all the chanhee pcs listen he's so pretty i love him ;(#not shown are the pcs em gave me ;;;; they live safely in my big non album pcs binder ahhhh#and the pubbie pcs dani gave me :'')))#but those all have sentimental value to me#i've been thinking about quitting ;;;; and like#selling all my newmoon things and keep the hak things ;;;;#just bc i feel like i'm done collecting but ;;;; makes me sad to think about#so i'm keeping it all for now :o#also you didn't ask but my fav album ! is prob off air vers. of no air#bc kev did the art directing for it !!! it's limited press so it's oop#but i got lucky and got a copy ^^#haha anyway :'))) this was a whole tedtalk / essay i am so sorry if you read all of this#but yea that's some of my fav things from my collection !#i didn't include like postcards or bigger inclusions bc then we'd be here forever ya know </3
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Taking your time isn't a bad thing! I take a long time too, that's okay. Just means more loves going into our writing
OSNFKR I think more than I write.. 😞😞 more of my time goes into thinking more than writing I guess... since I want to get the characters as accurately as possible I tend to imagine things while I write 😞 hhhh I just feel v insecure bc people take?? 30 mins??? To write and Im just 🤡🤡🤡
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(Sorry for the spamming with my opinions but hhhh) I just couldn’t stop thinking about this whole ‘spongeboomer’ stuff.
As that disgusting event happened on the SB cosplayer post, which weren’t the sb-boomers, more like plain stupids, there were other issue that triggered me when I read comments on the official IG account. For Thanksgiving, they posted an artwork made by one of their storyboard artist, which imo opinion was a really creative way to show how the families will mostly spend that holiday. However the very ‘clever’ “fans” could only say that the new design of the characters were bad and they miss the old ones.... I’m sure the admins facepalmed as much as I did, and they had to write a comment stating it had been a personal artwork, aka a fanart of the storyboard artist, not any kind of official art. This triggered me, because I’m also an artist and even in the team who works on the show have different artstyles, and they just tried to show it. This is how spongeboomers understand art and animation, why are we surprised they don’t like the change of the animation style?
It saddens me they go that far they harrass the crew, invading their personal life. The fact they did that with poor Hillenburg for the reason of ‘saving the show’ just makes my heart broken: he was probably sick enough in those times, yet they didn’t leave him alone. Now that he unfortunately passed away, they feel even more free to continue talking shit about the show and blaming on the members: the writers (the old and new ones) and the animators mostly - who work hard on each and every frame to keep the show going. I can see the VA cast enjoys doing that too, they are so enthusiastic about it, watching the interviews uplifts me. One of those BTS/interview kind where they talked about the SB’s big birthday blowout, Lawrence, who was a co-writer of that episode, said he couldn’t wait for everyone to see that episode - which melted my heart yet break it because those annoying ‘fans’ will continue to bring it down, telling how this series turned into piece of crap. I just soo soo agree with everything you said in the recent posts/answers!
In the end, they tend to forget what’s the show really is about, what Hillenburg’s aim was with that. We just can’t have this kind of community of a cartoon which highlight love, accept and optimisim. So sorry for this long ass paragraph😅
Hey its okay! I enjoy reading these anyways and they're always fun to answer!
But yeah I fully agree with everything you said. While the SB cosplay was just because of racists (and as of lately instagram seems to have a growing racism problem as of late)
Stuff that goes on with the SB insta and some self proclaimed "true SB fans" is concerning and the things they do are just awful. They are ready to praise the show when they post a clip from a classic episode and so quick to tear it down when they show a clip from a modern episode.
And they really do the worst when someone has the guts to disagree or share their opinion.
This isn't very different compared to what they do on twitter anyways. I think thats the worst since they spam p0rn in the replies to every single post for months. And like I said before, keep bugging the writers about their personal lives.
Hillenburg worked on the show the best he could even while sick! That's what makes me upset sometimes. He really wanted to work on the show for as long as his health would allow him and he really did his best but these spongeboomers expecting him to be some sort of messiah to return the show to season 2-3 carbon copies and reject anything that doesn't fit that ideal in their heads. They don't really want his creative input on the show. They just want a recreation of their nostalgia.
They nitpick everything and don't even see the irony in their behavior and they're so selfish.
That storyboard artist who got their art featured sounds so so sweet. They took time out of their free time to make that and they have the audacity to nitpick it and whine?? Like jeez spongebob's art style is the most inconsistent. Literally episode to episode has different styles especially in the classic seasons, not to mention like you said, storyboard artists have different ways of drawing things. Its a bit of individuality which adds a nice touch. Honestly these people deserve the same hate they give others to really understand what kind of damage they are causing.
Spongeboomers really don't understand the process of animation. I've noticed this a lot with the very toxic parts of cartoon critical people. Who really don't understand animation or anyway how it works and act like they know more than people who spent years at this craft refining it. Of course you are free to critique things but there's a difference between critiquing and talking out of your ass.
(Also I find it funny how they complain about how the new SB movie is a ripoff of Have You Seen This Snail? When HILLENBURG literally pitched this idea since the very beginning. Gary getting kidnapped/lost and Spongebob going to go save him is in pretty much every draft of the film that we've seen so far. even the alien cats one!)
I feel bad for all the people who worked so hard holding this show together. It wasn't just Hillenburg. There was a bunch of brilliant creative minds. Shows is a large group effort. It takes a lot of time and energy to create a single episode. They were having fun and eagar to share their work. They don't deserve the treatment they get. (Also drop the interview for SBs big birthday blowout 👀 👀 it sounds adorable)
I just wish they would get more support than hate. They get hate for every small step they take. I just want them to know how appreciated their work is and to enjoy and critique these things respectfully.
Sometimes you need to take a step back and accept this is just a fun silly innocent show and should be treated as such.
I really don't mind this at all! It was an interesting read! Sorry about the late reply but I really did enjoy reading and replying! Its fun!
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7 :)
7. Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose that you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it
Hhhh this was rather difficult because I’m pretty sure prose implies that dialogue is not included, and, as I’ve established, I kind of hate the things I write that aren’t dialogue. However, I’ve recently been re-reading some chapters of What You Can Stand, and I think this section from Chapter 32: Purple Things is one of my favorite pieces of non-dialogue writing that I have written:
“The Prince exhaled a small laugh and looked up at the stars. His white shirt glowed in the moonlight.
There was always this quality, with Roman. This flawless sort of beauty that got under Virgil’s skin. It wasn’t just his outward appearance, either. He had this inherent grace and sense of righteousness about him. He was just so perfect.
Maybe, when you deconstructed Virgil’s repellency to Roman, it all boiled down to that. Here was this person who was so opposite to Virgil- where Virgil hid in shadows, Roman took up entire rooms, entire buildings with his presence. Where Virgil was afraid, he was bold and brave. Where Virgil was confused, The Prince seemed to be so steady. He had been set up for greatness, and Virgil had been torn down at every turn.
Propensity- it was a funny term, in the way that a funeral was funny.
It meant a tendency or a natural inclination for something. The Prince was naturally inclined to fly- he soared through life gracefully. Which meant that Virgil was naturally inclined to live in fear.”
..Hardly a “snippet” but I felt like you gotta read the whole section for the full effect.
Anyways, I feel like this section is some of my best writing ever, because when I read it, I can feel the emotion and the pacing and just.. everything I am supposed to feel. I conveyed exactly what I intended to in this scene, and reading it back, I remember being somewhat blown away by this section. I’m normally fairly critical of my own work, I tend to find all the little flaws, but I honestly hardly have any issues with this section of writing. Not only that, but I feel like you can really feel Virgil’s voice in this section. (Or at least the Virgil living in my head- Virgil Argus)
Honestly, I think I like it because it uses a crap-ton of anaphora, AKA the type of parallelism where you repeat the beginning section of a sentence over and over again. Anaphora is like my absolute favorite literary device, it’s so appealing to me for some reason, I just feels like it conveys emotion really well. Anytime I see anaphora in writing I’m like “damn that was good”, lol.
Anyways, I’m rambling, hopefully this wasn’t too boring. This ended up being really long, which I have a habit of doing, I apologize. Have a nice day!
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Garou does have a lot of charming and redeeming qualities and most of the fans seems to like him. But do you have any constructive criticism for garou or any quality that you seem to dislike in him? Plus I love your writing :)
Oooh, let’s see...(and thank you! :’3) ‘Dislike’ may be too strong a word...but he does have his interesting character flaws (which, depending on how you look at them, could be seen as more endearing/charm points, heh ymmv) and I certainly have my concerns for him.
The big one is obviously him going around hunting heroes who never personally wronged him (no matter how justified he feels in doing so by attacking the system’s ‘justice’, and even when he announces his intent by warning them first) is still...well, a crime, and beating them up and putting them in hospitals while other disasters are raging, dwindling their numbers when they’re needed more on the front lines is also...not very constructive or his best judgement of the current situation either. He thinks he’s making an impact that way (including wanting to build his notoriety), but objectively, we know that’s unhelpful the wrong approach.
So you could say he’s stubborn to a fault (to the point he even recklessly endangers himself), indecisive about what he really wants (and who he really wants to be), and in some chronic denial about himself too (a bit of an oblivious dummy because of that), and doesn’t tend to think things through either, so his perspective ends up rather warped short-sighted and overly hasty. He may feel things very strongly (his heart coming from a good place tho) and is often driven by those emotions, but he doesn’t always know why he feels the way he does, or how to deal with them well or channel them in constructive ways. In turmoil from emotional constipation~ So his pent-up anger/frustration can erupt in reactive outbursts or he lashes out on instinct (which can be dangerous;; esp if it gets out of control or he accidentally does things he doesn’t mean to making him feel shitty afterwards.)
From early on, he’s been bound by spite and a world view formed perhaps too soon in his childhood (which is actually limiting *cough* key word). He may think he already knows ‘this is how the world works’ based on what he’s personally perceived and experienced....but that actually makes him rather naive to the real world instead. :O Especially by thinking he could change and unite the world thru fear...lofty in scope, but a bit too idealistic, cause the real world’s not so simple. Ah, and Psykos did call him ‘pure of heart’ too. He prematurely set out calling himself the monster (read: identifying and sympathizing with those who’re systematically treated unfairly), conflating another group as the ‘bullies/bad guys’ instead (based on his own personal and fictional projections a bit too much), and all without even knowing what real monsters are actually like! (Which he ends up hating anyway once he finally meets some for real.) So hhhh;;; (his intentions may be grounded from a place of moral righteousness, but his methods in response to that, by setting out wanting to achieve balance, are certainly...ill-advised) he really lacks that necessary life experience and guidance. :’)
Which is also rather tragic, because when no one was on his side as a kid, he likely lost his trust in adults/authority figures to help him (when alone and powerless) and the reliance on any potential support system from others too (striving to become strong and self-reliant on his own instead; aka the ‘you gotta stand up and save yourself’ outlook) when...after everything learned from ONE, that’s against the whole message about how much we actually need others to function/mature/grow/thrive (connections with others are important!) And Garou...all by himself lone-wolf style, taking all that burden upon himself, believing he had no other option to take either (even when not true to himself or happy about it, yet he still felt he had to perform the role anyway), just ends up being self-destructive...;.; So he couldn’t have gotten far on a path like that, but whew, thankfully Saitama stepped in before any of this could spiral out of hand! (With Tareo’s help!) The lesson finally (and hopefully) liberating him from his previously binding mindset. :’) (Which we still have yet to see what becomes of him next~) After finding himself and the truth, ideally there should be nothing else holding him back (or forcing him to conform to such ‘roles’ anymore) cause it’ll be just what Saitama says, he can still do what he wants, and try again in a new/better way, even after experiencing failure the first time around. So ahhhh...(this got pretty long, heh) I definitely have my many concerns for him, but seeing him struggle and figure out all this for the better makes me rather fond of him and all his flaws instead. <3
#Anonymous#replies#opm#garou#meta#webcomic spoilers#long post#oh man this turned into more of a rambling stream of thought#but it's always like but WAIT! there's MORE! when it comes to him ahaha
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