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churipu · 3 days

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Hellooo! I saw ur reqs wer open and I wanted to know if its oknif ok if u can write abt the jjk men being their for their gf's performance/exhibit for school or work when their family or friends can't make it?

(I love how how the way you write them as well! I found u through the nanami oneshot and I've just been on ur masterlist reading through all of ur fics and drabbles, esp now with me going through the same thing as above 💛)

𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐓 .ᐟ

❪ jjk men showing up in your art exhibition when nobody did ❫

────── 𝕴 . featuring. gojo satoru, nanami kento, itadori yuuji x fem! reader

────── 𝕴 . warnings. none :)

note. hi nonnie :( thank you so much for the love, i'm so sorry for the delay, i'm so sorry that happened to you. i'm 100% sure whatever you were presenting to everyone was awesome! i love you <33

𝜗𝜚 . GOJO SATORU

gojo has received your heads up regarding an art exhibit a week prior. he'd notice the way you've been very very excited about having your art work presented for people to see. and he's happy to see you happy.

he made it extra clear he wanted nothing with the jujutsu world the day your exhibit was held — all he wanted was a nice and peaceful day to spend with his partner. gojo woke up extra early to send you off, helping you get ready.

the way your smile lit up his morning, he couldn't even get back to sleep right after, seeing how happy you are with today. gojo can't even wait for the time to struck twelve for the exhibition opening, and so he got there an hour early.

he was silent with his movements, a beautiful bouquet of flowers in his grasp as he paced around the crowded area — blue eyes averting everywhere to look for you. with his height, finding you wasn't too hard for him.

pushing through oceans of humans, he stood right in front of you. the solemn look on your face doesn't go unnoticed, "hi, baby."

you look up to see him and crack a smile, "you came."

gojo grins down at you, "of course i did, can't miss my girl's exhibition, can i?" his large hand covered the top of your head, "why the frown? are you not happy to see me?"

chuckling, you shake your head, "no. my parents couldn't make it, they were too busy with work."

and you were so excited to show them your art work too. gojo didn't forget the way you rambled on about how your parents were going to love it — especially when it was dedicated to them. and they butchered it up by choosing work over you.

this time, gojo frowns along with you, "they didn't show up?"

with a shake of your head, gojo pulls you into his embrace, "i'm sorry that happened, show me everything? i arrived here an hour ago to see you, you know?"

"one hour? so early and for what?"

"to see you, silly. i couldn't wait to see all your works," he pressed his lips onto your forehead, "and this is for my beautiful girl."

he handed you the bouquet and laced his fingers with yours, "let's get some food after this? it's a date."

"it's a date!" you smiled, no longer feeling upset.

𝜗𝜚 . NANAMI KENTO

people always tell you to never get excited over small things, but you couldn't help it — the slightest things made you really happy, but at the same time, the slightest things made you sad as well.

i'm sorry, can't come to the exhibit. something came up, i'll try to swing by next time y/n! maybe next year? sorry :(

you read the text over and over again. this should be fine, (friend) was probably just busy with their day so they couldn't drop by — no matter how hard you try to convince yourself that it was fine. you didn't feel like it. they promised.

"i'm sorry i'm late, y/n."

turning around to look at the source of the voice, there stood your boyfriend. sweat dribbling down the side of his face, hair disheveled with shallow and rapid breaths. he looked like he just ran a marathon.

"kento? i thought you couldn't make it—"

nanami shook his head, "i made time for you, i will always make time for you," he gave you a small smile.

"you're not late, just in time actually," you switched your phone off, shoving it inside the back pocket of your jeans, "thank you for coming for me."

he wiped his sweat, standing up straight, stepping towards you, "where are your friends? they should be here now, are they not?"

the corner of your lips tugged downwards. it was embarrassing as it is, and now you had to tell him that they weren't coming. it's like a slap to the face, "um . . . they aren't coming. something came up, and i guess they couldn't come."

nanami's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he said nothing. his hand reached out for yours, giving it a slight squeeze, "spend the rest of your day with me?"

you blinked, "how about work?"

"don't worry about my work, you come first, understood?" he brushed his fingers through your hair, pulling you in for a brief kiss.

𝜗𝜚 . ITADORI YUUJI

maybe the fact that your parents were workaholics made you a better person. maybe the fact that your parents were workaholics pushed you to do better — like a cry for attention. but for some apparent reason, they never seemed to be satisfied with what you're doing.

"art brings you no good, what are you going to be? an artist? do you know how much they earn a year?"

don't be an artist this. don't be an artist that. it was pretty expected that your invitation for them was discarded with no thoughts behind. hell, they didn't even spare it a glance.

and yet, the little girl in you still hoped that they'd show up — even just for a while.

they didn't, it should be obvious. you saw it coming, but it still hurts anyways. however, itadori yuuji showed up; and he was like a ball of sunshine, so you couldn't help but to be happy as well. especially with how packed his schedule is, he still made the time to stop by.

"baby!"

"yuuji!"

he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into a tight hug, carrying you around with ease, "sorry i came a little late, kugisaki needed me to bring her shopping bags back to the cab. where are your parents? they should be here, right?"

right. they should have.

"no, they didn't come," you murmured into the crook of his neck before pulling your head back with a sad smile plastered to your face, "but i'm okay, you're here now!"

yuuji puckered his lips out slightly, "i'm going to pester gojo-sensei to let me off for the rest of the day, i need to be here with you."

you shake your head, "you can't, what if you have a mission?"

"fushiguro can take over, pretty. don't worry about my missions," yuuji replied, nuzzling his nose to the side of your face, "plus, how can i leave you alone here, huh?"

"you're the sweetest, yuuji. but what if it's an important mission?" you pinched his cheeks gently, pulling them.

"fushiguro can take over, he's strong. and there's kugisaki, and the second year students. they'll manage," he retorted, pecking your cheek before letting you down.

"you're too nice, yuuji."

"i love you. and show me your works, i can't wait to see them, you know? kugisaki wanted pictures!"

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #fluff #gojo satoru #gojo fluff #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #nanami kento #nanami fluff #nanami kento x reader #nanami x reader #itadori yuuji #itadori fluff #itadori yuuji x reader #itadori x reader

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sharonccrter · 1 day

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I saw this really interesting video, which talked about my two biggest gripes with challengers' discourse. Which are that everyone keeps saying Art is the heart of this movie, and secondly, the insistence that Patrick doesn't love Tashi, only Art. The creator pushes back against these two narratives, and I wholeheartedly agree. Patrick is arguably the heart of this movie.

Two of the most important scenes in the movie are the churro scene and the scene between p/t out in the storm, and they both centre around Patrick.

The entire movie is about passion and purpose in life, and Patrick is the passion.

I mean, a lot of people assume Patrick didn't really have feelings for Tashi, but the only person who says that is Art. Who is vying for Tashi and is his biggest competitor. The reason I empathise with Patrick is that he is genuine and loving to Art; he does love him. However, we are shown no evidence to suggest that Patrick is this shitty boyfriend, apart from what Art says when he's trying to get into Tashi's head because his jealous. We find out that they're talking every week while he's on tour (normal relationship shit). It's Art who insinuates that Patrick is cheating while on tour. The only person in this movie who says Patrick doesn't love Tashi is Art, and it's obviously very intentional.

I think the reason both Tashi and Art push Patrick out of their lives is because he forces them to comfort parts of themselves they are not yet comfortable with. I mean, it's obvious why Tashi would react that way to Patrick; she's just lost the most important thing in her life. However, I think it's tragic from Patrick's point of view as well. I mean, what did Patrick really do? He got into a fight with his girlfriend because she hurt his feelings.

And no, he's hurt was not about Art. The fight made him feel unimportant, which made him feel like she didn't actually care about him. And that's where Art comes in, because who was going around telling Patrick Tashi didn't give a shit? You bet ya. Art. Art absolutely got into his head. And even if he clocked it, in that moment, he still allowed it to get to him because he was emotional and upset. And because he was too hurt to support her, he was thrown out of Tashi and Art's lives.

And here's the thing, Patrick never saw Tashi as an idea. He saw her as a real person, unlike Art kinda did. Patrick wasn't going to let Tashi treat him like shit just because she was special. And, tbh, if Tashi hadn't gotten injured, I think it's something she would have eventually been grateful for. But instead, she got hurt; she pushed Patrick away, and Art slid into his place, telling her that she could be his entire world and the star. That's not healthy, and sorry to stay a little manipulative.

And let's talk about Art. Patrick and him were literally fire and ice. They always had this underlying desire. They were perfect opposites. Let's face it: Art could never replicate what he had on the court (and off) with anyone else. But instead of confronting his feelings, he took the first chance he had to get Patrick out of his life.

The girl I was watching said it perfectly, "Art and Tashi allowed themselves to find consolation prizes in each other and allowed them to run from parts of themselves they didn't want to comfort and in turn enable each other's worst habits."

Art tries to become a tennis superstar so Tashi can live through him, and Tashi gives him a family so he can finally be confident in who he is. But is there any passion? I don't know; I think at some point, it drained; nothing about what I saw on screen apart from their initial get-together screams passion.

Cue Patrick walking back into their life and showing them how they can feel. Art was always going to let Tashi live through him, but that was never going to be satisfying for her. Tashi needs to find a way to create an identity for herself, separate from him. And I believe it'll be the only way she'll live a satisfying life. That's why they need Patrick: to make them realise that and to help them rediscover their passion.

I think people think that Art is the heart because Patrick admits to being a piece of shit. But the truth is, they're all dicks; Patrick was just the only one who was willing to admit it.

#challengers movie #challengers #patrick zweig #art donaldson #tashi duncan #josh o'connor #mike faist #zendaya

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onceuponapuffin · 3 days

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Fanatic Intervention Part 9!!

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You pound your way to the nearest bar, where everyone had agreed to meet. The three of them are standing around, talking over glasses of wine. Your hands are in fists, your nails digging into your palms as you approach. They acknowledge you as you enter their field of vision, but you say nothing. Instead, you beeline for Aziraphale, put your arms around him, and hang on for dear life. Sometimes you just need to hug an angel.

There’s a pause where Anathema says something about your aura, and then Aziraphale hugs you back.

Dear Reader, I’m not sure if it ever happened in your life, but for this Puffin there came a time when it was made very clear that wanting to be held or wanting to lean on another person in public was unacceptable (and, in fact, embarrassing) once you reached a certain age. And yet, we as humans are social creatures. The need to be held is a very normal response, especially after something particularly upsetting happens (like having the sanctity of washroom privacy violated, for example). Perhaps you’re not the kind of person who, out of nowhere, feels the desire to be held, but perhaps you know someone who is. And so, I would like to impress upon you the incredible difference it makes, the immeasurable relief it brings, to know that you have someone with you who will hold you back without question or comment. Just hold you, and wait.

Aziraphale makes it clear he intends to do just that.

“Take your time, dear,” he says gently. And so you do.

After a moment, the clink of a glass next to you makes you look up. Someone has given you a glass of the same wine everyone else has. You pull away and take a sip, feeling much calmer and very grateful.

“Thanks,” You say.

“Anytime,” Aziraphale replies.

“What happened?” Anathema asks.

Thus, you recount how Metatron trapped you in the washroom until he had said his peace. By the time you finish, there are three very angry faces around you. You feel validated enough to take another, much larger, sip of the wine. Aziraphale is the first to speak.

“Well for starters, I invite you to stay in my bookshop however long you like. Pet indeed! You are a help, yes, but you are a guest, and certainly not disposable, whatever he says.”

“And,” Crowley adds, “From what you said, Aziraphale and I can get you home whenever you want anyway. Probably, I mean. No dUbIOus motives involved, at least.”

Anathema seems to be thinking. After another few seconds, she asks:

“Why did you take the coffee?”

You all look at her, surprised.

“Well I mean,” she continues, “If the Metatron wants to know, he probably has a reason. If you tell us, maybe we can figure it out for ourselves and find a way around it.”

“Or they could just not tell him,” Crowley suggests with snark. “Then it doesn’t matter.”

“I mean, it might,” Anathema counters, “We don’t know that it doesn’t.”

“I took it because of the Coffee Theory,” You say with a shrug. It’s not like it’s a big deal. “But I mean, I don’t know why that would matter to him.”

“Well,” Anathema says, “That might depend on what the Coffee Theory is.”

“Well, it’s the idea that the Metatron did something to that coffee he was going to give Aziraphale. To, like, make Aziraphale trust him, or listen to him or whatever, so that he would go back to Heaven.” You pause. “There’s also an interpretation of it where it was a metaphor like ‘take my offer or face death.’ But most people think about the first one, and that’s the one that was in my brain when I did it. There aren’t a lot of people who actually believe it. I mean, not anymore, anyway.”

“So you think the Metatron drugged Aziraphale’s coffee?” Anathema raises an eyebrow. “And you drank it, yes? So...did he?”

“No,” You reply, “It was exactly what it was supposed to be. An oat milk latte with almond syrup. And I didn’t think he actually messed with it. I just wasn’t willing to take the chance, that’s all.”

Crowley’s face scrunches. “And you think he might need to know that for some reason?” He looks pointedly at Anathema.

“He might,” She gives a thoughtful hum. “I’ll think about it. I might ask the Cards later.”

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The wait for boarding didn’t feel so long after that. As you board, you notice how spacious First Class is. Aziraphale and Crowley sit in the seats ahead of you and Anathema, with Aziraphale in the window seat. You notice Crowley casually trying to stick his legs out into the aisle and wonder vaguely whether it’s because he needs the space, or to try and trip the flight attendants. Both? Probably both. Okay, definitely both, you note, as a stewardess almost falls face-first into the aisle. Aziraphale gently swats at Crowley in reprimand, but you can tell it’s half-hearted and wholly-fond.

Your only trouble comes when you need to use the washroom, but Anathema, ever clever and aura-observant, suggests to go with you so that you can knock if anything goes wrong. Thankfully, nothing does, and you both return to your seats.

“You know,” Anathema says, leaning forward, “I just overheard the strangest thing. It seems that all of the normal airline food on this plane has gone missing. All that they have to serve is the first-class food.”

“Wait,” You say, holding back a laugh, “So everyone on this flight gets to eat the fancy, chef-prepared, gourmet meals?”

Crowley doesn’t hold back his laugh. “Oh, the big bosses won’t like that!”

“You two wouldn’t have had anything to do with that, would you?” Anathema asks suspiciously. You notice she’s smiling while she says it.

“Psh!” Crowley waves away the thought. “Why would I? Doesn’t matter to me either way.”

“Honestly, Miss Device,” Aziraphale adds, “I have no idea why you immediately accuse us of something that seems so clearly to be a mere...clerical error.”

Ah-ha! Culprit found. Clerical error your arse.

“You know,” You sigh, “It really is no wonder why Crowley loves you so much.”

“Ngk,” says Crowley. Aziraphale responds with a pleased-sounding hum. You relax, and notice between the seats that Aziraphale places his hand on top of Crowley’s and leaves it there.

They like holding hands – your insides scream.

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When you disembark from the plane, you hear all the other passengers around you complimenting the flight attendants on the excellent food and promising to leave excellent reviews online. You keep your laughter as quiet as you can. Aziraphale’s little prank is going to cause the airline issues for YEARS. Crowley must be so proud.

The speed and ease with which you clear customs and baggage claim is probably because you’re traveling with two supernatural entities. In no time at all, you’re outside of the airport flagging down a cab. Crowley opens the door with enthusiasm and outright glee.

“After you, Angel,” he says, “You think 90 miles an hour in London is bad, I can’t wait for you to see this!”

Dear Reader, I don’t know if you have ever been to New York City, but I assure you that Crowley’s driving has nothing on the NYC cabbies. Aziraphale spends the entire drive trying to hold on to something and taking deep breaths as the cab violently jerks to a stop millimeters from the car in front. You suggest he close his eyes. He does. It doesn’t seem to help.

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The taxi lets you out in front of The Ritz. Because of course you’re staying at The Ritz. Aziraphale goes to check in while Crowley tells Anathema he needs the washroom, and mutters to you that he wants to empty all the soap dispensers. You try so hard to hold in your laughter that it comes out your nose anyway. The demon flashes you a cheeky grin before disappearing around the corner. Anathema looks at you.

“Probably been a while since he had a fresh audience,” You say to her. She chuckles.

“And you’re so obliging too. No doubt he’s having a great time with all this.”

“Hey, Anathema,” You begin uncertainly, “How...I mean...I’m just worried about...things. How are we going to find Jesus anyway? I just...I don’t really have anymore information to give. I don’t even know if he’s going to be a baby or an adult this time.”

“Hm...” Anathema thinks for a minute, “Well, I’m going to try and get some readings, see if I can get some kind of direction for us to go in. It’s a big country, but what I’m hoping is that it will sort of work like dowsing.”

“Dowsing? Like looking for water with sticks?”

“Sort of. In a nutshell, you pay attention to the vibrations in the Earth, and the closer you get, the stronger the vibrations become. It makes sense to think that Jesus would make pretty noticeable vibrations. That’s my working hypothesis anyway.”

You nod. That will do for now. Aziraphale and Crowley both return, with the demon wiping his hands on his trousers, and the four of you take the elevator to your room.

The Royal Suite.

“Are...you….serious??” Anathema asks. Honestly, you’re too stunned looking around the enormous suite with four bedrooms to say anything. It’s bigger than most houses. You take out your phone and start taking pictures.

“Well, if we’re going to stay at The Ritz,” Aziraphale says cheerfully, pronouncing the capital letters, “Best to do it Properly.”

“But this is ridiculous!”

Aziraphale isn’t paying attention anymore. He’s gone to tell Crowley not to draw mustaches on the expensive artwork.

“Unlimited resources,” You say to her, “Make for expensive taste.”

“No, kidding,” she sighs, “I’m glad you’re here. I’m gonna need some help with these two.”

Ha, You think to yourself, I knew it.

❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ 🖤

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^ If you want to see JUST how ridiculous the royal suite is.

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drewsbuzzcut · 2 days

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https://www.tumblr.com/drewsbuzzcut/749147223848337408/httpswwwtumblrcomdrewsbuzzcut749144799770263

Need a blurb

Warnings: mentions sex and drinking and I think that’s all

“Maty, baby, please don’t be upset,” you hummed as you’re pulling into the driveway of your parents’ house.

“What, babe? Your brothers and I are cool now,” he says, thinking you’re talking about his relationship with your siblings.

You give him a fake smile and shake your head to let him know it’s not about your brothers. You take in a deep breath of air, because you have no idea how he’s going to take this.

“No. Um… remember that guy my brothers told you about. My brother’s friend who I slept with a few times. Well, it never dawned on me but he’s a close family friend. And he’s inside because he’s literally invited to everything. I just wanted to give you a heads up,” you cringe as you speak, especially once you see your boyfriend’s displeased expression.

“You mean the guy who gave you your first orgasm? That’s just great,” he groans, throwing his head back against the headrest.

With a sigh, you quickly put your car in park and unbuckle your seatbelt. Without hesitation you toss your legs over Mat’s lap and straddle him in the passenger seat.

“He may have given me my first orgasm, but you’re the only guy to ever make me squirt and give me tons of orgasms in one night. Ryan was just a one and done type of guy. You, my sexy hotshot, rock my world every time you touch me,” you reassure him, gathering his hands and guiding them to cup your boobs. He gives them a hearty squeeze and you can feel your core tingle with excitement.

“Damn right I do,” Mat grins and pulls you into a kiss that has the power to make you orgasm on the spot.

“As much as I’d like for you to fuck me in your car, I really don’t want to be caught in my parents’ driveway,” you sigh and pat his chest before moving off of him.

“Hey, Y/n,” Ryan greets you and you can feel Mat tense up next to you.

“Ryan, hey. This is my boyfriend, Mat,” you introduce Mat to the man and watch with weary eyes as they shake hands.

“Nice to meet you man. Sorry about the playoffs this season,” Ryan hums. His eyes linger on your form, not that you even notice. Mat does, though.

“It’s all good. It just means I get to spend more time with my girl,” Mat muses, pulling you in front of him and wrapping his thick arms around your waist.

Ryan’s eyes travel down to where Mat’s hands rest on your abdomen, but they move fast so you don’t even notice. Mat does, though. Your boyfriend’s hands travel to your hips, squeezing your jean clad flesh and making you melt into him.

He captures your lips in a sweltering kiss and his tongue tangles with yours. His smile beaming against your mouth breaks up your lip lock.

“I love you,” he whispers, his nose nudging yours.

“I love you.”

Ryan clears his throat and it snaps you out of your daze. Sometimes you forget where you are when you’re with Mat.

“Sorry,” Mat smirks, his hands still wandering the curves of your body. His attention is solely on you and the way your ass presses into his groin. Every now and then, Mat’s eyes will flit up to see Ryan uncomfortably shift on the heels of his feet.

“We need to go greet everyone else,” you part ways with Ryan, dragging Mat along by his belt loops.

“Come find me if you get bored,” Ryan suggests, making Mat send a glare his way.

With you under his arm and your ears not even picking up on Ryan’s words, Mat places one more wet kiss on your mouth.

“Trust me, dude, she won’t get bored,” Mat gives him a cocky wink. He doesn’t like Ryan.

“He’s in love with you, or he at least has some feelings for you,” Mat whispers in your ear after he pulls you onto his lap.

“Who?” You ask, not quite sure who he’s talking about.

“Ryan,” his words cause you to frown.

You turn your body into his and bring your hands up to cup his cheeks.

“What are you talking about?” You ask against his lips.

“Ryan likes you a lot. He is always staring at you longingly. He’s also been trying to find different ways to talk to you,” Mat explains, pecking your lips and pulling away to look at you.

“He’s even looking at you right now. His eyes are literally glued to your ass. I knew you shouldn’t have worn these jeans, they look too good on you,” Mat huffs, his lips forming the cutest pout you’ve ever seen.

“Good thing you’ll be the one to pull them off of me,” you whisper in his ear, purposely pushing your boobs closer to his face.

You grab one of his hands and place it on your ass, for everyone to see or just for those who were watching. You fix him with a devious smirk and he not so subtly cops a feel.

“So Ryan, do you have a girlfriend?” Mat asks after moments of him ignoring the guy’s existence.

Ryan finishes off his beer before his eyes slide over to you perched on Mat’s lap. You watch him with curious eyes as you notice his intense stare.

“No. There was the one that got away, though. She’s something special, but other than that I haven’t found the right girl yet,” he answers and he can’t help but focus on you as he speaks.

You look away and focus on your man and his darkened eyes. Although his body is typically rock solid, you can still tell when he grows tense. Sensing his jealousy, you press your lips to his jaw and caress at his muscles. You smile against his skin as you feel him fall back into relaxation.

“Aww man that sucks. The wait is worth it, though. When you find the one, they change the whole trajectory of your life,” Mat simpers, his jaw clenched while his eyes are locked on yours. He knew it. Ryan didn’t need to explicitly say your name for Mat to know he was talking about you.

“Maybe true love is overrated,” Ryan blurts out. His stare is hard, almost bruising.

“Nah, true love isn’t overrated. I’m sure you’ll find the right person someday, and you’ll see that true love is special and can’t be messed with,” Mat cocks an eyebrow at the man, letting him know that he can look all he wants but he can’t have you.

#visceral in doses #visceral in doses blurbs

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tiredfox64 · 19 hours

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Hey! Can I request Bi-han and Tomas (separately) with a fem! reader who is a little taller than them? Preferably an established relationship.

They can be HCS, drabbles, whatever you feel most comfortable with if you want to do it.

Thank you in advance and I really enjoy your blog, it is very entertaining 🧚‍♀️ 🫶

Well, Ain’t You a Tall One

Prior notes: I did my best but mind you I’m someone who lies about being 5’4 because I’m not allowed to have that quarter of an inch added on to actually make me 5’4.

Pairings: Bi-Han x Tall! Afab reader, Tomas x Tall! Afab reader

Bi-Han (he might be 6’2 idk)

If you’re gonna talk to Bi-Han do it at a distance so he doesn’t have to look up at you.

*Ah geez something is out of reach for him. Oh what’s he gonna do-HEY! HEY! FUCK IS YOU DOIN TRYIN TO REACH FOR THAT OBJECT HE NEEDS.

Baby, you asked for it. You left yourself open he punched you I don’t make the rules. It was gentle at least.

Be a good girlfriend and pick him up so he can grab it himself. Don’t make him look like a fool in front of his clan. (He’ll allow it just look at the evidence I provided below)

If anyone disrespects your height Bi-Han will punish them. They wanna make fun of how tall you are well he will just stick their head to a large icicle. How bout that, how bout them apples.

You know what makes him feel like a man? Picking you up. Just because you’re a little taller doesn’t make a difference. He’s the man in this relationship.

He knows that people are staring at you because you are taller at him but he still gets upset that people are looking. You are his everyone should understand that.

Please, please, PLEASE, if someone ask you “how’s the weather up there” please say “it’s raining” and spit on them. Bi-Han will find it entertaining and even praise you for it.

No heels! Even on your wedding day. Any shoes that give more height are not allowed on your feet.

If one of his Lin Kuei assassins aren’t listening well he tells you to go up behind them and smack their heads as punishment. You won’t get punished and the assassin can’t smack you back. It’s funny don’t worry.

Bi-Han won’t tell you this but he is impressed by your height. Every woman he has encountered was shorter than him. You are a rare gem.

Tomas (I think he is 6’4 right?)

If he could he would wear a ‘I ❤️ my tall girlfriend’ shirt.

He is absolutely amazed by you. He has never seen a woman this tall before.

It’s a flex really, you are one of a kind.

May someone help the son of a bitch who insults your height cause Tomas will kick the fuck out of their back and bedrid them for five days

When he first met you he commented on how tall you were and you called him a baked bean for that. You thought he was being mean.

He really likes to show you off. Any chance he gets where he can take you out he will do so.

Do you mind being the big spoon? Just for him pleeeeeeeeease.

You have the perfect opportunity to give him forehead kisses. Do it, it will make Tomas happy :)

You wanna wear heels? Go for it! He wants you to feel confident and powerful in them.

Oh now he’s the one taking your hoodie and keeping it for himself. No givesies backsies.

Did he ever tell you how much he loves you? Bring your face a little closer so he can give you a kiss.

After notes: I’m sorry if this isn’t my best work. I knew a guy back in high school who was 6’7. That man is in the Air Force now serving this country RAAAAH 🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🎆🎆🎆🎆🎆…I have to sneeze now. Adiós!

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Those Late Summer Nights | Chapter 6

Satoru Gojo × Fem!Reader × Suguru Geto

This is a dark/yandere fic that features upsetting themes and it is canon divergent. Updated every Wednesday.

About:

You moved to Tokyo over the summer to take a teaching job. As you get settled in, you find yourself entangled in a toxic dynamic.

Chapter Summary:

Isolating far from everyone else on the campus was a problem after all and you end up moving in with Shoko. Meanwhile, tensions slowly build as you reveal that you have to go somewhere in particular quite soon.

Previous Chapter.

6. Tangerines.

It didn’t take you too long to finally give into Suguru’s suggestion about moving into Shoko’s spare room. It was starting to eat away at you at how isolated you were from everyone else, after all. Luckily, Shoko was more than happy to have you move in and even cleared out the room the night prior to your arrival.

It took you a couple of trips back and forth to get everything there. You wanted to do this whole thing discreetly and to not bother a single soul, even though you knew that friends actually helped friends move.

Just before settling in her place completely however, you decided to stop by a nearby supermarket to pick up some essentials so that you wouldn’t have to take her food, even if it would have likely fine to share.

Still though, you wanted to be less of a bother, if you could help it, so you bought the essentials along with a cheap bottle of wine to split with her and about a kilo of tangerines that were on special offer. Some fruit could never hurt.

Upon returning the final time, you expected the apartment to be just as empty as the last few times you swung by, but this time Satoru was present instead, sat opposite Shoko as she nodded away at his rambling with an exhausted half-lidded look.

All life returned to her eyes when she saw you (and especially that bottle of wine poking out of the bag), prompting her to rise to her feet immediately, searching the cabinets for a pair of glasses.

“You’re such a sight for sore eyes.” She beamed as she twisted the metal cap off, grabbing a tangerine out of the bag before settling back into her seat.

You weren’t sure if she was talking about you or the booze though.

Satoru also then tried to get up to grab himself a glass but you stopped him from doing so, trying to not be a complete doormat even if he did sponsor your wardrobe. You’d get him something nicer when your paycheck comes through, something more meaningful.

“Ah-ah,” you quickly said, stopping him from reaching out for the bottle, “this is for me and her, but I will permit you to have a single tangerine,” filling out his hand with some fruit instead of a glass.

Satoru paused for a moment as he searched for a response, deciding to not be offended in the end after all.

“Alright [name], I’ll stay sober for you,” he smiled instead, something glittering in his icy eyes as his confidence returned, “you’re just looking out for my health, that’s why you’re not letting me have it, right?”

“Sure, let’s go with that.” You sarcastically replied, trying to further insert yourself into their dynamic. It was still difficult to let go of taking yourself so seriously, though.

“See, I knew it, you’re nice like that.” He continued to say as he watched you sit down opposite at the table.

Time then gradually passed by, the bottle of wine slowly but surely emptying itself as the three of you talked.

You found Satoru, although an endless stream of conversation, still quite easy to listen to because the flow would simply never run out. You didn’t have to talk much around him because he’d carry the conversations with ease no matter what.

Suguru arrived later on in the night with a six pack of beer in his hands, hoping to help you feel more relaxed around him but luckily you already were from the look of it.

He stared at you for a split second before taking a stiff step back as Shoko had already managed to infiltrate his personal space, nails slicing into the packaging and fishing out a can before his very eyes.

“That’s for leaving us alone with him all night.” Shoko teased.

Suguru rolled his eyes in response but surrendered to his fate as he sat next to Satoru, keeping quiet for a moment before cracking open a can of his own.

“So, what has he been talking about for so long that the two of you have been reduced to actual alcoholics?” He asked.

Satoru laughed in response, saying that he was unsure actually and that he didn’t feel as though he was being that bad, reaching for another tangerine as he did so. Shoko immediately however snatched it away, throwing it over to Suguru instead who then peeled the fruit and gave you half.

The four of you continued with the conversation otherwise from before as if all of those little distractions had never even happened. The highlight of the night seemed to revolve around family burdens and obligations as Satoru got deeper into hiding away from clan duties and how Suguru still felt exhausted from his own family reunion from just a few days ago.

Shoko mentioned a point too; something about what gruelling small talk with her own now retired family was like, unable to relate to them anymore.

You chimed in just as the conversation died down, feeling a wave of awkwardness rush through you in doing so, wondering if you should have left it as a fleeting thought instead but you didn’t.

Instead, you mentioned how it was your dad’s birthday coming up since it was getting close to the end of June and as a result, ended up unintentionally souring the mood at the mention of needing to go back to your hometown.

A collective silence brewed between the three as they all mulled this piece of information over.

Shoko was the first to break the silence.

“Are you sure that you should be going back there all alone?” She asked, immediately placing her hand over yours to show support.

“Yeah, you should at least let me go with you, [name],” Satoru chimed in, “I’d be getting out of clan duties, so it would be a win/win for me.”

It took a moment for you to shake off the unease you had caused but then quickly got back into it, forcing yourself to not dwell on it.

“Going to a small dead town is a win for you?” You asked as you tried to lighten the mood.

“Yes actually, they wouldn’t know where to find me and you wouldn’t have to face a place you hate completely alone.” He replied, offering you a legitimately valid reason.

“I mean… I guess so?” You considered it now with more thought, thinking that it could make things a little easier for you.

“Just think about it, yeah?” Satoru said again, leaning in as he flashed you a teasing smile. “The entire town would be in such awe with me that they’d forget all about you.”

“Oh, here we go.” Shoko said as she rolled her eyes.

Suguru in the meanwhile had stayed silent throughout this whole exchange, clenching at his jaw just a little as he stared bitterly at the can, his fingers tapping around it. He wore a small tight smile, but his eyes didn’t quite match his expression, looking intense instead.

Not that you had an opportunity to read too much into it though as your focus was elsewhere currently.

“I guess I could, but there’s a problem,” you considered yet again, “my parents wouldn’t accept me just showing up with a random guy.”

“So, tell him we’ve been together for a while now and you’re just showing me around where you grew up. They can’t deny you that.” Satoru suggested, seeming to think that this could work.

He knew strict families perfectly well, after all, this part of life wasn’t something new to him and if anything, he wanted you to exercise standing up to your parents as an adult and for you to face your past knowing that you didn’t have to be there alone to do so.

Besides, he would behave. At least around your family.

You considered it either way, warming up to the concept as already used to the idea of being a platonic plus one so this sort of concept wasn’t so strange to you a second time.

“Alright, why not?” You replied as you surrendered into the idea, not quite noticing at all how close Suguru was to crushing the can with his hand the more that he listened in.

***

The day to finally travel to your hometown finally rolled around as the month came to a close and for the most part, life up until then was pretty quiet.

Shoko for example stayed mostly in her room to do what she called ‘minimal studying’ to make it look like that she knew what she was actually talking about in her career, something you suspected was actual revision even if she claimed that it wasn’t.

You on the other hand had to work on and off at the campus itself, going over a prospective list of upcoming students who might do better in shadowing you.

Satoru had his unavoidable clan obligations to attend, reminding you through on and off texts that he was actually looking forward to escaping with you in the upcoming weekend.

Then there was Suguru who was deadly silent, completely cutting himself away from everyone else without a single reason behind his actions.

You tried asking Shoko about it, but she told you to not worry—that he’s like that, at least sometimes, but you couldn’t help but feel as though it was personally directed somehow, especially when he wasn’t even there to see you off for the weekend.

Satoru arrived relatively early otherwise, parking his car off to the side of the main street. The vehicle he sported was a little flashier than Suguru’s and he leaned against it as he waited for you to come down.

For the trip, you packed a small weekend back while he packed a whole suitcase, leaving you wondering with sheer fascination as to what exactly he needed for the course of just two nights.

Both you and Shoko studied the contents in the trunk, briefly glancing at each other and remaining quiet until you were the one to break the silence for once.

“Uh, Satoru…?” You asked.

“Yes, [name]?” Satoru replied.

You took a glance at him and then at the suitcase then back at him. You swallowed your initial words away, lacing your upcoming observation with even more confusion as you finally got around to it.

“W-we’re going away for… maybe 2 days maximum.”

“Correct.” He replied as he slowly nodded.

“Dare I ask what you’re bringing?”

“Just souvenirs, don’t worry,” he replied as he failed to reassure you, “a little token to keep the peace.”

It was then that you started to wonder if this was such a good idea to begin with but it was far too late to back out of this now. Satoru was a special breed of a person and you started to think that he might be too much for your parents, let alone your hometown, but upon further consideration—if his role was to keep the attention off of you—that much would work.

Shoko lightly tugged at your wrist to both give you a hug goodbye as well as to ask you a question.

“Hey, uh,” she asked as he reeled you in close, “is your town useful at all in any way? Do they have any locally made spirits? Wine? Anything like that?”

You hummed for a moment in consideration.

“Maybe… maybe plum wine? I’ll see if they still sell bottles to go.”

“That would be great.” She smiled.

Satoru then swung by to the driver’s side and motioned for you to enter along with him, making sure that you buckled in before starting the engine. He booted up a playlist of songs, saying that these were all tunes from his most nostalgic years so he was going to make this whole trip a positive one if he could help it.

The road trip in question was fine also, harbouring far less tension than how it was around Suguru, if at all. Satoru leaned more into being a passive driver, although he did manage to take a few wrong turns once he was deep out of the city which seemed to all be accidental rather than to actually mess with you.

Somehow his mood remained positive throughout such moments, no matter how strange the places ended up being. He joked on and off that he’d totally protect you if you had to camp out overnight in the car.

Such a comment did lead you to one small realisation that you hadn’t quite considered throughout all of this though.

While your parents might end up accepting the sudden appearance of your new supposed sudden (however fake) boyfriend, they wouldn’t accept him sleeping in your bedroom overnight.

“Hey, uh, Satarou…?” You spoke up, feeling nervous about the topic.

“Yeah?” He asked as he drove down the now quiet road, the playlist had ended quite a while ago so he was just enjoying a peaceful ride with you instead.

“So, my parents are strict-“

“—And so are mine,” he said as he cut you off, sensing that you were worried and wanting to soothe your mind right away if he could help it, “I know how to handle strict parents, don’t worry.”

You stayed quiet for a moment as you nodded and felt comfort in his response. You were aware from Shoko’s initial explanation, way back then on the rooftop, that Satoru had a limiting childhood so he was probably used to a lot worse when it came to a strict family.

Which meant even more to you that he wanted to tag along with you to something like this.

“I know, I know, it’s just,” you continued to say anyway, not wanting to keep anything hidden, “you most likely will be asked to sleep in the guest house in the garden,” your fingers fidgeted as you spoke, “I mean it’s just a glorified shed with windows, but it isn’t personal—they ask this from visiting relatives too.”

“Damn, not even the sofa?” He asked as his expression momentarily fell flat although it was subtle, bouncing back immediately to something carefree almost right away.

“Not even that.” You confirmed.

He tried to remain positive as he considered your response. Ideally in his mind, he was already prepared to take on the sofa, already accepting the idea that your room would be off limits but maybe not even that? He would manage just fine in the garden but the trip was already going into a completely different direction than he had originally planned.

He thought about it even more as he finished up the rest of drive in silence, realising that he should have made more of an effort on his end to reassure you once again but he was also at the same time starting to piece things together about you—or at least why you were so initially afraid to sleep the first night over at Shoko’s, protesting that you absolutely couldn’t in your drunken stupor.

Other things too, like why you seemed to hesitate so often despite knowing everyone comfortably well at this point and maybe even why you still trembled a little when addressing people by their first names.

While endearing, it was concerning beneath the surface.

“It’s fine,” he said as he finally piped up, offering you an assuring smile as he filled out the remaining silence, “seriously, it’s fine, it’s just for the weekend and my main role is moral support anyway, right?”

“R-right.” You replied as you felt yourself calm down.

Once you both had finally arrived at the correct street, you pointed him towards the right house and his car eased into a vacant spot in the driveway. He shook his body a little, fingers drumming against the steering wheel before finally taking a look towards your direction.

“Think I got a chance?” He smiled, hoping to take your mind off of things before they even began.

“Not at all.” You laughed a little. Admittedly it was nice to have someone that you knew in this town, so maybe even in spite of awkward family relations, this wouldn’t be so bad in the end.

He continued to fix up his demeanour as you knocked on the door and waited for your parents to come answer. His mood turned serious and his tone of voice adjusted to sounding much more polite as he would finally face the two people who made you into someone you didn’t want to be.

You went along with it either way, your mother simply sighing as she let you both inside, muttering something under her breath how your father won’t be happy about this.

All of the hope continued to then go straight out of the window as Satoru met with your father, the old man asking him a slew of questions demanding to know if he’s a delinquent due to his appearance, not quite accepting that both his hair and eyes were completely natural.

Walking inside also left you feeling a little stiff, a sudden reminder of your past that existed to haunt you.

As predicted, your folks didn’t allow him to follow you upstairs and didn’t even let him see what your old room looked like.

Upon being back down though, Satoru thawed back into life and decided to try and pass down the souvenirs he brought in from Tokyo as a sign of goodwill to which they begrudgingly accepted, setting the boxes away to the side as both of your parents didn’t even take a look inside.

Satoru couldn’t help but feel as though this was a strangely tough crowd as he continued to piece even more things together about the way you were. He was starting to get it, at least a little; you were the way you were because you had zero room to express yourself.

(And to him, this was unacceptable.)

So upon being shooed away off to the guest house come evening after dinner, he continued to take it all in stride knowing that this was all only temporary.

He had a plan up his sleeve now to make your visit back home less isolating, less painful and even less strict if he could help it.

You were more to him than just your parents’ daughter, after all.

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ashdreams2023 · 2 days

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Hello! Can I please request Loki x reader where the reader has a big fear of birds and Loki just finds it amusing? just like random hcs abt thag is fine! thank you :)

I’m so sorry I laughed 💀 I used to be crazily terrified of birds, one time my dad brought in an injured dove and I screamed bloody murder lol

Loki x reader scared of birds

It was so random and thought you were messing with him

Then he went to the park with you one morning and the scream you let out shook the entire park just because a pigeon flew too close to your head

He found it extremely amusing "is it the feathers or the claws? Perhaps the peaks?"

"All of it…just all of it"

He wouldn’t torment you, or at least not all the time, he just finds it…amusing

His little pranks will consist of placing feathers on areas where you sat and make you all suspicious

He even started making bird noises if you’re dozing out

"It’s not funny!" "Oh darling you know I mean you no harm"

You get nudged whenever Sam is around and wearing his suit, especially when the wings are open

"Don’t even start" "I’m just saying if you feel scared-" "shut up"

But in all honestly he would protect you when you get extra panicky and let you hide against him

He still remembers the time you went to wakanda and a giant sat on top your shoulder and you looked like you were two seconds from passing out (you did)

There’s a picture of you passed out in a bed with a great view of wakandas nature, it’s embarrassing but Loki refuses to throw it away

If Loki gets in a fight with you and he doesn’t want to apology he shifts into a bird so you wouldn’t dare approach him till he calms down

Everyone thinks it’s hilarious when you’re standing ten feet away trying to talk the bird version of your partner

"Look I know you’re upset but this is ridiculous!"

"*wings flopping*" "*you screeching in terror*"

But to be fair he feels bad afterwards for putting you through that, as entertaining as it may seem

"You know I love you still correct?" "Yeah yeah sure"

#imagine #mcu #loki laufeyson #loki #loki x reader #loki imagine #fanfic #mcu loki #loki/y/n #headcanon #loki friggachild #loki friggason #loki layfeyson x you #loki layfeyson x reader #loki laufeyson x female reader #loki laufeyson x male reader #loki laufesyon x reader #marvel loki

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Based on the shows history with Eddie, I’m not expecting the Abuela and Shannon pop ups to do anything more then propel him into the find new wife for himself and new mother for Chris mission successful. Especially with Edy still on set and them almost being done with the season. Why bother going for a better story when a lazy makes no sense hetero story will do just fine. It’s their specialty when it comes to Eddie after all. Plus They already got that extra queer rep with Buck and Tommy 🙃

Yeah, *sigh* I feel the same on the Eddie front.

God forbid the talent that is Ryan will get a worthy story when we get two white dudes getting the interesting storylines.

I mean, much as love Buck being thrown into curious situations, I am getting tired of the storylines Eddie keep getting, because that's always more of the same, and that's exhausting.

If they weren't going to invest in his story they could have tied him to the first gf he had - being the serial monogamist that he is - and have his storyline revolve around domestic problems, new babies and managing that with work - at least we'd be clear of what his essence is aside from loving Buck like they've been married and intimate for years.

They had that queer rep with Henren and David and Michael - which WAS a great rep and such a well written relationship! I miss them and Michael's interactions with Bobby are sorely missing as well.

I don't think that Buck's storyline is as happy and healthy as ppl make it to be, Tommy literally left him for feeling uncomfortable and fibbing in front of his best friend because he's newly minted out of the closet and maybe he wanted to figure this out by himself first before sharing it with the people closest to him?

Tommy had no right to get upset, and if he wasn't sure of them, he shouldn't have agreed to go to that wedding with Buck, he should have said that he understands where Buck is coming from and to take this slow and that there is no pressure - and maybe keep this friendly until they figure out what they want to be together.

Buck, it felt to me, that has done what he did, the chasing that he said he wouldn't do, because in a certain way he is still in a place where he pleases people even though it is his journey to make and no one should push him to get to that finish line as fast as possible.

Like I said before this is more of the same, Buck does this chasing because like Taylor said, and not in a kind way mind you, that he can't stand not being liked by everyone.

Eddie nudging him to call tommy wasn't exactly the best thing either, because would Buck have still done it if he wasn't told to?

A lot of things don't sit well with me in this story, I've made journeys with my friends when they first came out, one as early as the seventh grade, it is not something that becomes normal immediately, I also saw after the fact what happened when one is shoved out of the closet to his family and friends by force. And how my best friend still bears the guilt of being gay almost 20+years later because that's not how he was raised, and his father didn't accept him, and his first serious boyfriend was a demanding asshole.

He didn't seem like this to us, he was friendly and seemed like a really good guy, but neither one of us knew what really happened there until my friend opened up about it years later.

So when I say Buck's story feels rushed, I talk from experience.

So maybe we have queer rep (which we had before only it wasn't bi) but it doesn't feel like quite there to me, maybe it's the flawed writing, maybe that's the way it was intended to be told to get to some kind of turning point and epiphanies, who knows? I've learned not to expect higher purpose from this show.

I will tell you that though, if the whole Eddie story is to push him to somehow marry M I will retire from this show, I mean that is the laziest form of writing there is, and makes this show completely unwatchable for me, because there is no way we were dragged 7 seasons just so that Eddie can force marry some lukewarm LI out of the need to follow the traditional hetero normative need he was raised into.

Especially since originally Eddie was the one who was supposed to be the coming out story, it would be disappointing on so many levels and I'm not even touching buddie here.

Ryan deserves better than to end with that kind of crappy story-telling.

#911 ask #911 spoilers #911 speculation #evan buckley #eddie diaz #flawed writing #lukewarm relationships #so done with those #buddie #not anti bucktommy but not pro so far either #it doesn't feel healthy

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got a text from my coworker apologizing that she accidentally outed me to another coworker and i am not sure how to respond because on the one hand theres not really a safety issue and if there is fallout im pretty sure its handlable and the most likely outcome is literally nothing happens. like one of our other coworkers is openly nonbinary so this is not a stealth-necessary work environment and i have often considered coming out to coworkers with the main reason i havent being because i dont want to put the effort in to talk to everyone LOL. and the coworker who outed me is a pretty good friend and i know it was an accident and she feels bad so like i dont really want her to beat herself up about it or for it to reflect badly on our relationship

but on the other hand im not sure how to convey that without saying something like "no worries" or "you're fine" or otherwise minimizing what she did, which i dont want to do because despite there not being a safety issue it is kind of upsetting and nerve wracking. like i just dont have control over a situation where i previously did have control & there isnt a way to put that back the way it was. and i don't know exactly what our other coworker has been told either, or how he reacted, or anything really, so i just sort of have to wait until sunday to see if he says anything or treats me differently (the latter of which i think is extremely likely; not that he'll be directly bigoted, but ive talked to this coworker about trans stuff before and the conversations have been... ill informed and very exhausting. usually i just try to end them as fast as possible because i dont get paid enough to have a difficult conversation with someone who knows nothing but thinks they are an expert, especially when i am the only one of us with any personal experience).

she already feels bad and i dont want to make her feel worse (she's my friend!), but i also don't like being put in the position where i have to comfort her about the thing that she did to me. i know this isn't what she intended like i firmly believe this is a good faith apology, i just dont know how to respond to it in a way that doesn't involve saying it's okay. and i don't want to say it's okay because it really is not okay.

(the other thing also, which just has to do with the general atmosphere of transphobia and not my coworkers apology, is i find that i am usually expected to say everythings fine when something transphobic happens to me, lest i be painted as the evil and unreasonable transgendered who isnt willing to let people make mistakes and rules my tyrannical pronoun kingdom with an iron fist. or whatever. i dont think my coworker would react this way, but years and years of people misgendering/outing/saying transphobic things and then crying to me as though they're the victim and reacting extremely negatively if i did not dry their tears and reassure them that They're A Good Person, Really... it weighs on you. there's an unspoken expectation that you will be endlessly tolerant and forgiving, and an accompanying resentment or anger if you don't fulfill that expectation. even when people aren't getting angry at you, you still flinch from the times people were, and you still try to temper your reaction based on the possibility they will react badly. difficult to have honest and genuine conversations in that environment!)

#good idea generator #transphobia /#://///// now i gotta reply to this goddamn text message i guess!

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corviiids · 6 months

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did i ever share the iliad by homer but it's homestuck. i called it homerstuck

#rookposting #iliad #homestuck #i wont put this in the classics tag. yes i will actually #tagamemnon #i want everyone to be as upset as i was on finding this in my files #homerstuck

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bumblingbabooshka · 2 months

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Tom & B'Elanna give off closeted gay vibes in that I think if you asked them to describe their ideal woman and man they would respectively describe a swimsuit model (bonus: who's Not Like Other Girls) and the lead in some sort of romantic novel. Nothing even close to a real person. The most generic you can get about straight romantic and sexual attraction.

#B'Elanna would say that OR she'd just name some incredibly basic things that make you sad when you hear them #I can 1000% see a canon scene where B'Elanna is upset about random ensign guy not meeting her standards for a date #and everyone's of course of course of course like 'well YOUR standards aaare a little high B'Elanna' ha ha ha and B'Elanna's like #(she's upset but trying to work to take her mind off it) 'Is it SO hard to find a guy who-' then proceeds to list off basic things #the writers think women want and it's all soft romantic things and Tom's like (bc this is ostensibly a romance scene between them)#'B'Elanna are you serious?' (What???) 'If you went out with a guy like that you'd eat him alive. You need a guy who can keep up with #your-' (I swear to God if you say my temper.) '-Passion.' <- his hands are held defensively in the air and his tone is sarcastic. B'Elanna #is pointing a space wrench or something at him. she quickly pulls away. frustrated and embarrassed.#and everyone's like wow this a very good romantic scene we did that really well I think.#in reality the scene was B'Elanna being upset - Tom making fun of her and ignoring the fact that she's a romantic but in the writer's minds #its Tom being romantic and charming and signaling that he's interested in her

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stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale · 1 month

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if dorian didn't show up, do you think louis would have shot minnie?

I do. I know some people think either he wouldn't have or he would've missed so that's why the writers had him shoot Dorian instead, but mmmmmm no, I don't personally think so. I like to think that if he had taken the shot, his shaky hands would've caused him to shoot her fatally.

Mostly because I'm already so normal about the fact that of the Ericson crew, Marlon and Louis are the only ones with a body count. Well, that we know of, but shown to us in the game, at least. Plus, we know it's Louis' first kill.

Like yeah, Clementine and AJ become part of the crew and they have bigger body counts, and if we're counting indirect kills caused by actions, then Tenn has a count... and I guess everyone has blood on their hands for blowing up the boat... but I'm talking about killed directly with a weapon like....... I lied, I'm not normal about that at all, Louis and Marlon are the ones who have killed someone in Louis' route. I'm also not normal about the fact that Louis kills Dorian and then even as he's clearly in shock, he tries to go with Clementine to get AJ, and then later on when they talk about it, he says it feels like bile but not quite and he's glad he has it in him to do it.... listen, listen, listen... I'm obsessed with that.

Anyway, so if Louis shot Minerva, I think he would've accidentally killed her and can you imagine? He's already enough of a mess after killing the woman who pinned him down and tried to cut his finger off [or succeeded] but he knew Minerva, they were friends before the twins were taken. Even Violet couldn't kill her even though that would've been the smarter thing to do, and we know thanks to meta knowledge that killing her would've saved lives, but Violet couldn't, and I don't think Louis would intentionally either.

Speaking of Violet, if Louis killed Minerva, I hate to think about what that would've done to Vi. I think she might've actually left at that point, like what was planned before it got changed to her being burned. I don't think she would've attacked Louis over it, though, like yeah she attacked Clementine in the cell but Louis? I don't know, but I don't think so just because it's Louis and he'd be a mess about it anyway.

Though if he did kill her, it would be a neat parallel to draw... y'know, because Louis forgave AJ for killing Marlon even though he was pissed and heartbroken, and Violet was annoyed with him the entire time... but could she ever forgive Louis for killing Minerva? Y'know? We already have a similar parallel with AJ shooting Tenn, but still.

If Clementine killed Minerva in that moment, though, then I could see Violet attacking her since in her eyes, Clem proved her right.

So yeah, I get why they added the Dorian kill to his route. It adds another compelling element to Louis as a character, but we also need Minerva alive for episode 4; Louis can't kill her, he can't miss, and he's not going to stay with her because we need Violet to stay on the boat and him to be on shore for all routes.

#asks #twdg louis #twdg minerva #twdg clementine #twdg violet #twdg marlon #twdg tenn #honestly whenever i see someone say louis is the boring option i'm just like '.......that's your opinion but also how can you say that??'#then again i'm sure other people look at me saying violentine just isn't for me and they say the same thing so y'know... i can't talk haha #also time is such a weird thing because i look at the entire cell scene in louis' route and like... i'm not even mad about violet anymore #like yeah i still don't believe she was brainwashed like i'm sorry y'all only believe that because kent said something about it #not because there's all this evidence toward it in game like vi being pissed at clementine makes sense she doesn't need to be brainwashed #for it to work like her being vulnerable and easily manipulated into submission makes perfect sense especially with minerva there #it's like everyone was pissed that she attacked clementine and people needed a way to excuse it so it's not violet's fault when like...#that's literally what makes it interesting like calm down it's okay if violet is pissed and scared and behaves accordingly #also my controversial opinion of the day that i'll hide here in the tags so maybe people won't find it sksksk but #I personally find the concept of vinerva and the doomed tragedy of it more compelling than anything violentine did #like i'll defend violentine and i do believe it's an important and good ship it's just not my personal favorite #anyway but then the whole thing with lilly and minerva is so good and louis screaming FUCK YOU at minerva?? amazing love it so good #i love when the soft character who never chooses violence is so pissed off that all that anger they have boils to the surface and it's raw #like... he's SO mad he's SO furious he's SOOO UPSET like he wasn't even like this when marlon died or anything like he hit his limit #and then shooting dorian through the mouth while an accident is just well done i love it and i love his reaction of mortification #and apologizing and YET he still tries to go with clementine he's trembling and can barely string together a sentence but he wants to go #he wants to help her he wants to save aj THAT is the gut reaction he has after everything that just went down #'louis isn't loyal or good for clem because of the vote' babe tell me you don't understand any nuance of louis' character without telling m #it's fine IT'S FINE you don't have to agree and i just have to remind myself that it's fine not everyone likes louis we're okay #this drives me crazy in the best way like y'know what? i love the cells scene in louis' route all of it even the stuff i used to rant about #even the stuff that used to piss me off now i'm just like 'no wait past cj was dumb she wasn't looking at it this way aaaaaaaa' sksksks #that was my tag ted talk about the cell scene thank you

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magnetosfavorite · 5 months

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one of the worst thing that anyone has said to me since oct. 7 was a few days later when a coworker asked me how i was doing. i said that i have long felt no loyalty to israel, that i think the retaliation is the real problem, that i was more worried about gaza than anything else. (this felt like the simplest way to convey it.)

she looked at me and said "well, that's funny. you're a jew, and you're against the jews."

let it be known, when you see the pictures of jews crying out for a ceasefire, when you see our elders chaining themselves to the white house fence, when you see holocaust survivors tell the news THIS IS GENOCIDE:

there is never a time when i am more WITH the jews, with my people, than when i say "ceasefire now." there is never a time that i advocate more for the safety of my people than when i reject an ethnostate as the solution to our safety. there is never a time when i more honor my ancestors than when i say "free palestine." because they meant it when they said never again, and so do i.

#jewsforpalestine #free palestine #free gaza #always & forever #and i will NEVER let anyone tell me otherwise #i can't explain how those words cut me and i just had to say smth #i feel like i should add #i'm the only jew in my entire workplace #everyone wanted to know how i ''was''#i find that terribly upsetting #ask instead how the palestinians are #ask why this happened

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On the train of your last ask, what are your thoughts on dragons sexuality?

Personally I think he’s Demi something (more attracted to personality than looks or gender)

Honestly because we don't know that much about the guy it's kind of hard for me to form an opinion, and if Crocodad Real then we're going to find out his orientation eventually (since we gotta find out if that was a contributing factor to the Dragodile Divorce (assuming they're divorced)) so I'm kind of okay with not forming any headcanons, since the headcanon could get thrown out the window

If anything, what interests me is how Dragon's orientation could impact the story-- like when I've discussed the Dragodile Divorce I have mainly focused on speculating how Crocodile would've felt about it, but how Dragon felt about that is interesting too

Because if he's straight then yeah that probably contributed to The Divorce, but how did Dragon feel about it? Learning that the love of his life is now happier than ever before after transitioning and being happy for him, while also losing the version of Crocodile that he fallen in love to begin with? No longer feeling thet draw to him because of the thing that has brought him so much joy and comfort? Knowing that even if they did take down the WG the family Dragon had hoped to have would never come to be, because their relationship would now end? And that it would be on some level his fault, because he's not attracted to Crocodile anymore?

Like even if Dragon took things well and the divorce happened "on good terms", it would've been sad for Dragon too.

But then there's a slightly juicier option, because what if Dragon was bi, but the Divorce happened under unpleasant circumstances (be it Dragon lashing out or things getting violent because he couldn't recognize Crocodile) and he didn't figure it out until it was too late?

Because you'd still have Dragon going through some if not all of those previously mentioned feelings, of having to come to terms with the version of his significant other whom he had fallen in love with no longer existed, the family had pictured in his mind would never become a thing, that those things were be kind of his fault and that he had hurt Crocodile deeply in the process. But then he'd be looking at some news article of Crocodile's most recent heroic stunt, seeing his handsome face with that usual, unbothered expression, and realizing he still loved him? That he still wanted to be with him, wished they were together, even now that Crocodile was a far more handsome man than he was? And then the realization that he's bi hitting him like a fucking truck But it's too late. The divorce already happened. He already hurt Crocodile too deeply. Knowing Croc, he had probably already moved on. There was no fixing it, the relationship was over. At least for now, trying to go see Croc could be dangerous due to the WG and not wanting to risk the WG finding out about them and The Kid and Croc would probably be furious if Dragon even risked that at this point, after what he had done. Oh, and then Crocodile killed thousands of innocent people attempting to usurp a country by manufacturing a civil war. Something Dragon can't forgive. (Not to mention, hearing he had been taken down by their own son... Oof)

But what if despite all that, and not knowing the full circumstances behind what had happened (like the fact that Crocodile didn't know who the hell Luffy was), Dragon still loved Crocodile? What then?

#Moon posting #Asks #Dragodile #OP Meta #Answering an unusual amount of asks today because 1) Compensating for being AFK for a while and #2) The Tumblr News are deeply fucking upsetting and I need something to lighten my mood desperately ngl #So clearing my ask box it is wheeeee #Sorry this is a little incoherent lmao #Something about Dragon looking at Crocodile and being like ''why the fuck are you more handsome than me'' cracks me up okay #When your transgender husband gives you gender envy #I just love the story telling potential bi Dragon would give us because like. Yeah if they're straight then the relationship is joever #But if he was bi then there's that theoretical possibility they could maybe reconcile and get back together #And the fucking drama? The possibilities? I'm so here for that man give it to me #Luffy and/or Ivankov telling Dragon to get over himself and admit that he still loves Crocodile and wants to be with him? Gimme #Dragon taking a deadly blow to protect Crocodile because he doesn't want to lose him again? It's a trope for a reason #OR Dragon craddling a dying Crocodile begging him not to die because he still loves him? Oh yes #Crocodile trying to sneak away while everyone celebrates the destruction of the World Government #And Dragon showing up like ''I don't wanna lose you again pls don't go ;_;''#And Croc telling him to either piss off OR to hurry up and get on the ship so they can leave before Luffy finds out #I am. Obsessed. Dragodile Retirement Romance let's fucking go #THE POSSIBILITIES MAN. Like I don't wanna get my hopes up because I doubt we'll get Canon Gay Dragodile BUT IT COULD BE SO GOOD

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