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I like RadioStatic but only when it's completely one sided and Vox both hates and wants to fuck Alastor, hates that he wants to fuck Alastor, and also hates that he can't fuck Alastor
This is the best interpretation of them in my opinion
#hazbin hotel headcanon#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel alastor#hazbin hotel vox#alastor#vox#alastor and vox#alastor x vox#radiostatic#hazbin hotel ship#he hates him he loves him he hates that he wants to fuck him#non romantic#non romantic radiostatic
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Ohhh my gosh I am super motivated right now!
Tw: none (over protective brothers ig?)
Rise Boys + Younger Sibling! reader (platonic g/n)
Mikey loves being taller than someone other than Splinter
Raph being way too protective
Leo calling you shortie
Donnie just handing you a Rubik’s cube so you’ll stop bothering him
Mikey being the one person who keeps up with your train of thought
Raph being really cautious to let you go on solo missions even though you’re able to handle yourself
Leo accidentally loosing you in his portals and panicking
Donnie having to pay attention after you solved the Rubik’s cube
Mikey drawing you motivational quotes
Raph giving you a stuffie after a nightmare
Leo showing you how to do skate tricks
Donnie keeping a tracker on you
Mikey teaching you how to cook various dishes
Raph carrying you on his shoulders
Leo having to patch you up after a stunt goes wrong
Donnie giving you cheat codes to video games
Mikey showing you his favourite internet trends
Raph making sure you train
Leo being such a sore loser, and then playing it off as if he meant to lose
Donnie sending S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N to spy on you and Mikey so you don’t get into “Predictable baby sibling stunts that are bound to go wrong.”
Mikey helping you customise things
Raph taking you to wrestling matches
Leo showing you cool locations in the hidden city
Donnie sitting in the same room as you for half an hour and calling it bonding
Mikey playing co-op games with you
Raph in constant worry mode
Leo rubbing it in pretty much whenever he wins at something maybe a bit too much
Donnie looking for every chance to inflict violence on Leo, to which you get to help stop…. Yay?
#rottmnt headcanons#rottmnt x sibling reader#rottmnt leo#rottmnt x you#rottmnt hc#rottmnt x reader#rottmnt#rise donnie x reader#rise raph x reader#rise mikey x reader#rise leo x reader#x you#platonic#non romantic#donnie x reader#raph x reader#leo x reader#mikey x reader#mikey x you#rise leo x you#donnie x you#raph x you#rise mikey x you#rise raph x you#leo x you#rise donnie x you#donnie platonic#Leo platonic#raph platonic#Mikey platonic
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Pairing: Platonic Therapist Echo and Omega.
Theme: Hurt/Comfort
I don't have an exact sentence, but this happens after Season 3 Episode 8. Omega expresses that she endured worse on Kamino than on Tantiss. Much worse.
During a subsequent talk between Omega and Echo, Omega alludes to how dark, and horrific, her past on Kamino is.
I understand if you're unsure about doing this, but I would absolutely love it if you did.
Non romantic oneshots aren't really my thing, but this request did lit up interesting ideas in my head, so why not?
One angsty heartfelt conversation with these two sweethearts coming right up, & some comfort too!
Hope it is what you imagined!
Xx,
Sky.
"QUIET NIGHTS"
TBB REQUESTS –NON ROMANTIC ECHO&OMEGA 📩💔💖
WARNINGS: REFERENCES TO DARKNESS, LONELINESS, KAMINO&TANTISS&ECHO'S TRAUMATIC EXPERIENCE. TECH LIVES BECAUSE I SAY SO.
It was one of those quiet nights. Crosshair was out on a date. Tech had dissapeared with Phee hours ago; Hunter had quickly retired to his bunk after experiencing a strong migraine, and Wrecker was sound asleep too. However, Omega couldn't find her own sleep; and quickly taking a glance at his brother's room, he saw that Echo couldn't either.
Her naked toes quietly advanced in the direction of the cockpit. There he was; Echo sitting in the copilot's seat and staring distractedly through the window, out to the stars on Pabu's peacefull night. By the expression on his face, Omega knew his mind felt anything but that; Echo's frown transforming his features into something painfull. She wondered if he was having nightmares too.
"Bad memories?" She quietly asked, jumping onto the pilot seat besides him.
Echo sighed, still staring at the stars.
"Yeah" was his only quiet answer, and Omega gave him time.
She thought on her own nightmares for several minutes; trying to reorganize her thoughts.
"Are you having trouble sleeping after Tantiss?" Echo then asks, finally turning in his chair to pay her undivided attention.
Omega shrugs.
"Kinda".
Echo's features fill with sympathy.
"Must have been horrible, being trapped in there" Echo shudders, remembering his own experiences with closed spaces.
To his surprise, Omega shrugs again.
"Not really" she answers, strangely unbothered. "I mean, it's not like I wanted to be there... But I've had it much worse".
Echo stares at her, and Omega feels like she needs to explain herself. Her feet come up to rest on the edge of the seat, chin resting on top of her knees. She's unconsciously making herself small.
"Kamino. That was worse than everything".
Silence fills the room.
Echo frowns. He had had his own fair of bad experiences with the long-necks and the way he and his brothers were treated; but that being worse than being on Imperial control?
"How so?" He carefully asks.
Omega's answer breaks his heart.
"Loneliness. My days in Kamino were dark and challenging; same in Tantiss. But at least while staying in Tantiss I knew I had you, even if you weren't there. In Kamino, before I met you all..." she pauses and flinches with the memories of her past. "I didn't have that. Didn't have the knowledge that you'd be waiting for me, looking for me. That I had someone on my side. That someone cared. That I wasn't alone. In Tantiss I remembered all the happy memories I had with you all. It gave me hope. In Kamino... It was terryfying being so alone".
Omega hadn't meant to say as much; but once she had started talking, the words had flied out of her mouth. Echo's patient and listens carefully; eyes filling with understanding and left hand slowly extending towards her. When it lands on her shoulder and squeezes gently, Omega relaxes and sighs. Her big eyes turn back towards him.
"Did you..." she hesitates. "Did you feel alone when you were with the Techno Union, Echo? Or you... didn't feel anything at all?"
Echo's experience has always been a banned theme of conversation in the Marauder; but Omega asks with no malice, almost begging for someone to understand her, and Echo feels like she's revealed so much of her own feelings and thoughts he kinda owes it to her. He loves her sister so much... If sharing trauma will make her feel better and help her process her memories best, he'd tell her anything she asked for.
"I did, yeah" the tremble that breaks througj his body at remembering is inevitable. "I wasn't conscious all the time, but in the middle of the dizzyness and confussion, i remember being scared and terrified. I didn't understand what was happening most of the time. Sometimes I did. I just wanted to go back to my brothers, out of that... Thing, to be freed. To be me. Loneliness is one of the worst feelings in the world, yes."
It somehow soothes some internal part of him, speaking it out loud. Maybe this conversation will serve them both good.
Omega reaches out and mimicks his previous gesture; squeezing his shoulder gently.
"I'm sorry you had to go through all that, Echo. I'm so happy I have all of you now..." her voice is soft and reverent.
Sadness dissappears from Echo's eyes. He looks at her; at how her features have morphed from a kid's to a teenager and then continued changing to a young woman. They're lucky to have her.
"I'm sorry you had to go through that too, Meg" he answers, quietly, gently.
He gives her a small smile, and stands up offering his hand to her.
"How about we both try to nap together, troublemaker?"
Omega smiles. It feels him with warmth.
"Alright" she agrees, slipping her hand onto his and walking with him in the direction of the bunk room. "A pair of hours is better than none. Cross won't be happy we invade his bed for the night, though".
Echo snorts.
"The motherfucker still complains about his perfectly comfortable bed when he's well aware I still sleep in a hammock" he mutters, then grins at her. "He'll be alright".
THE END.
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Pretty short but I didn't feel the need to expand it longer. Feelings everyonee. Hope you liked it!
Xx,
Sky.
PS. cryptic pregnancy w Hunter coming up next!
Back to my main masterlist here:
#star wars#clones#fanfic#tbb#clone wars#echo tbb#fics#omega tbb#tbb omega#hunter tbb#tech tbb#wrecker tbb#non romantic#light angst#comfort#request#tbb echo#bad batch echo#arc trooper echo#echo and omega
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Non-romantic enemies to "lovers" (enemies)
#enemies to lovers#enemies to enemies#tropes#characterization#about writing#writing tropes#character tropes#rival lovers#rivals lovers#non romantic#platonic#they kiss tho#competitively
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The Herald’s rest
Do not repost or reproduce in anyway
#lavellan#cole#non romantic#if anyone tags it as romance I will personally slap you#dragon age inquisition#dalish
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"lOvE Is JuSt A cHeMiCaL rEaCtIoN iN tHe BrAiN"
shut the fuck up shut the fuck up shut the fuck up shut the fuck up
literally everything every human has done ever is because of a chemical reaction in the brain.
If it turns out the only reason spending time with my best friends or looking at my partner or creating art or a myriad of other things makes me feel love is because of my brain, y'know what? thank you brain, that feels nice. love is nice.
i love love, i love feeling loved, i love loving people, i love loving art, i love loving things, i love loving.
#love#queer#queer love#nd love#nuerodivergent#autism#autistic love#love love love#non romantic#platonic love#friends#animals#partners#love is so important#all kinds of love#in love#i hate doing tags i dont know what to put here
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“P-please,” Seven croaked. The man hovering over him gave a sick smile, “Papa, I’ll be good.” He pleads. No mercy is shown to the boy, and the door to the solitary room begins to shut. “No! Please! Please, I’ll be good…” His shouts don’t bother the man, and the door slams, and the lock clicks. Seven breaks down in hard sobs, “I’ll be good. I swear. I swear.” he whimpers, as he slides down the wall.
Steve is shaken awake by a soft hand, “Steve honey, are you okay?” He recognizes the voice as Byers’ mom. He comes to the realization that after Starcourt, Joyce coerced him into sleeping on their couch. The battle had awoken some old trauma, and the only person who knows of it is his sister. Eleven. When they were reunited, Steve took her aside when Mike was distracted and made her promise that she wouldn’t tell anyone. She replied at first with “Friends don’t lie,” but Steve was able to convince her to keep this secret. Steve returned his attention to Joyce, “Yes ma’am, I’m okay, just… Weird dreams.” She hummed in response, “Will gets those often, would you like some tea?” Steve considered this offer as he observed his surroundings. It is still dark outside, he turns to look at her, “What time is it?” Joyce answers, a yawn interrupting her, “It’s about 4:30, you were making an awful lot of noise. I was concerned.” The guilt rushes to him, “I’m fine, please go back to bed Ms. Byers. I’m sorry that I woke you up. I’ll try to be quieter.”
Joyce sighs, now sitting next to him on the couch, and places a warm hand on his back. The affection brings tears to Steve’s eyes, and he sniffles softly. She rubs his back, “Steve, you have to remember I invited you here. Me, Will, Jonathan. We all want you here. You are not a burden.” She says. Steve shakes his head, ‘If only you knew,’ he thinks. With her statement, Joyce stands, and places a soft kiss on his forehead, and walks back to her bedroom. Steve rubs his face roughly and sighs, he wishes he could just disappear.
The sun rises, and the day passes slowly, El and Hopper come to visit, and they lounge for most of the day. When night comes, Steve ends up on their couch again. El and Will are having a sleepover in the living room, and Hopper and Joyce are holed up in eachothers arms. It took a while for Steve to convince all of them that he was fine sleeping in the living room with Will and El, but at least he would be in close proximity and be able to keep an eye on them.
It’s late by the time Will and El finally pass out, and Steve lets sleep come to him. Unfortunately it does not come peacefully, and memories of the lab plague him once again. This time, he is being lowered into the bath, being forced to find someone, and translate. He cannot, and he knows that this made Papa very mad. He is pulled out of the tank, shaking and cold from the water. He is grabbed roughly by the arm, and dragged to the solitary room. He spent so many nights there, cold and wet, not being allowed a change of clothes, or food for at least 24 hours. Tonight, he was sick of it. As Papa handed him over to the guard his anger builds. He snaps his head toward the guard and forces him back into the wall. Blood trickles down his face, Seven although proud of his work, is shocked at his power, and cries at the sight of the body before him. He gathers his emotions and sends a wave of electricity towards Papa, shorting the electrical circuits in his brain, and he promptly collapses to the floor. He focuses hard, and is suddenly transported to the forest. He begins trudging along, but the exhaustion takes over his body as he collapses. Steve is pulled out of his memory by a hand shaking his shoulder. He cracks his eyes open, weakly trying to shield them from the sun. He is expecting to see El or Will, wanting him to make breakfast, instead he sees Jonathan looking at him, very strangely. “Did I sleep-walk to your room?” Steve asks goofily, trying to make a joke out of what he thinks just happened. Jon tilts his head, “I think we need to have a talk, Steve.” Understanding he’s been caught, he nods his head, and walks to the living room. He wants to tell this story as many times as possible, so he asks Jonathan to round up Joyce and Hopper to join them in the living room, along with the kids who are now awake.
The teens make their way to the couch, and Steve tries to get comfortable, El has a knowing look on her face. The adults walk into the scene, pulling chairs from the kitchen table close to where Steve and Jonathan were sitting. “Steve, Jon said you have something to tell us?” Joyce asks softly, Hopper grunts in agreement, wanting just to go back to sleep. Steve sighs and launches into his story. He stands and turns around, moving the hair from the back of his neck. Three small numbers are imprinted there, they read “007.” There are four collective gasps, and he feels a small hand slip into his. “Brother,” El says, and the understanding starts to flood in. And so do the questions he assumes, “I’m guessing you all have questions. Please let me tell my story, and then I will answer all the questions you have.”
He begins by explaining his current home situation, an elderly wealthy couple had found him the night he escaped, they were too old to ask questions, and offered to let Steve live there if he’d keep up with the house. He agreed, but soon after that the couple died. First the old woman, Maria Harrington, died of old age, and then the man, Oscar Harrington, who died of a broken heart after the loss of his beloved wife. Lucky for Steve, this elusive couple had chosen to have kids, and their homestead and everything in it was left to him.
He then explains his birth mother was a young mom, who died during his birth, Dr. Brenner was the first to claim this newborn child. Brenner’s first intentions were to make him his replacement, but as the baby grew older, Brenner noticed his peculiar behavior. He would place the baby into his crib, then later, he would be three stories up. Brenner began to record these actions, and suddenly he had a new plan for the baby. 007 was created, and no longer was this abandoned baby treated as a son, but now rather a pet. Much like the other children Brenner had kept in his “care.” He explains his escape, and the energy it took for him to travel from the lab to the woods, as a boy it was much harder for him to move out of buildings than it was to move inside of them. The memory of this caused his brain to go into fight or flight mode while he was sleeping, creating enough energy to teleport into Jonathan's bed.
He finishes his story and El squeezes his hand to show her support of him. Everyone else is still taking in the new, heavy information. Once they have processed, Joyce gets up and wraps him in a tight hug, “Thank you for telling us, that was very brave of you.” Hopper nods, not caring about his sleep anymore. Will laughs, “I knew you were cool. Mike can’t hate you after this!” he cheers, and Jonathan lightly smacks him on the back of the head. “Not the time Will,” He scolds and Steve laughs, assuring him that it was okay.
A new weight was taken off his shoulders, finally feeling free from the lab, he has no more secrets.
#soft steve#Steve has powers#experiment!steve#joyce byers#will byers#eleven and steve#Jim hopper#found family#stranger things#Steve centric#steve harrington#joyce and hopper#Joyce and Steve#non romantic#motherly Joyce Byers#Jonathan x Steve#Dad hopper#good dad hopper#Steve is from the lab
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little thing <3
#semishira#shiragoshi#shirabu kenjirō#shirablub#shirabu kenjirou#haikyuu shirabu#goshiki tsutomu#haikyuu goshiki#haikyuu#hq goshiki#the wizard of oz#anime edit#motion blur#halo blur#trans Headcanon#Trans Shirabu#trans Goshiki#platonic#non romantic#siblings fr
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Could I request something in where during Part 3 of JJBA a Zeppeli reader is one of DIO’s minions and comes across the SDC and maybe the reader has something of Caesars like his bandanna or the reader introduces themself to the Crusaders and Joseph is in disbelief and believes that the reader is being controlled by a flesh bud due to the history of the Zeppelis and the Joestars only to find out that the reader isn’t being controlled. I’m not used to requesting so if it doesn’t really make any sense I’m sorry.
i think i understand what you’re saying! hope you don’t mind that it’s in a headcanons format :)
> warning for death & mild gore (?)
type: request
fandom: jjba part 3- stardust crusaders
pairing: joseph & enemy! zeppeli! reader
word count: 1066
warnings: mild death & gore mentions
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being a joestar came with a lot of responsibility, maybe this was destined, maybe it was an accident.
regardless, joseph knew this and deep-down had always been prideful to be the one enforcing the responsibilities bestowed upon him.
everything changed when caesar died.
having been mid-battle with the pillarmen at the time, he didn’t have much time to grieve. his focus was driven towards revenge, and saving the world of course.
he’d wear that badge cockily if his close friend didn’t die.
after finishing the fight with the pillarmen and successfully sending kars off into space, joseph returned to rome, and he, along with lisa lisa, sought out caesar’s family, more specifically his mother, younger siblings, a few of his lovers, and affair babies.
your parent was one of his children, making him your grandfather.
they were maybe the one most upset by the news.
caesar was such an amazing dad, he had been at your grandmother’s beck and call when it came to raising your parent, as he had been with all his babies.
feeding them, teaching, reading, talking, playing with them.
when he visited, they were at his hip constantly.
they were all watery eyed and snotty when their mother and joseph explained the situation to them.
joseph, having recently processed the fact that caesar was gone, felt extreme sympathy and remorse for them, giving them the bandana caesar gifted him.
“take good care of this. as long as you have this, his memory will live on through you.”
he unknowingly passed caesar’s hamon back to them, as not all of the zeppeli children were gifted with hamon.
they looked up at him with misty eyes, before tying caesar’s bandanna around their forehead.
fast-forward a few years, your parent explains the situation to you as well.
your parent passes the bandana onto you.
when you first put it on, it was like you could feel caesar all around, light and airy, like your grandfather’s spirit was choosing you specifically to carry on the joestar-zeppeli solidarity legacy.
However, your misunderstanding of the situation and hatred grew, much as caesar’s hatred had grown towards his father, and even more so upon first meeting joseph, since he blamed the joestars’ for his father’s absence.
you skipped the stage where you realized you were incorrect about the joestars.
joseph is now an old man, and you are around eighteen.
you journey to cairo and meet up with Dio, whom you learn, through your mother, is an adopted joestar, dedicated to bringing down the rest of the joestars.
you’re so set on avenging your grandfather that when you meet Dio, he finds no reason to fleshbud you.
you target the stardust crusaders at the outskirts of singapore after their fight with yellow temperance.
you monologue your goal to the crusaders after ambushing them, and it all clicks for joseph.
it’s all too familiar for him, the blonde hair, italian accent, the zeppeli-cockiness, and when you finally reveal you’re there to avenge your grandfather, he is shocked to say the least.
“you know them, old man?” the one in the black, japanese-style, high-school uniform asks.
“not directly, but they’re the grandchild of my late best friend! caesar zeppeli!” joseph shouted, still in shock.
“don’t you dare say his name!” you’d spit cruelly, raising your weapon. “i’m here to fight you, joseph joestar, and you alone! you are the reason my grandfather died!”
“if they’re pickin’ a fight with one of us, they’re pickin’ a fight with all of us.” the man with tall, silver hair says, getting into a defensive fighting position.
“calm down polnareff, i’m sure this is only a misunderstanding.” the one in egyptian garments reasons.
joseph starts again, hands raised in some sort of a peace gesture “kid, I’m sure we can reason…”
you cut him off, insisting that your lord dio gave you full permission to execute the eldest joestar.
“yare yare, another fleshbudded parasite…” the schoolboy scoffed, the whole group giving an acknowledging nod in agreement.
until you reveal that you aren’t flesh-budded.
joseph gapes ones more
he’s shocked to his core, it’s heart-wrenching how much you remind him of caesar, yet how unlike the two of you are as well.
He attempted to reason with you, truly uninterested in fighting someone so young and uneducated.
you’re persistent, and eventually it becomes clear he’s going to have to fight you.
you’re only a hamon user, so it’s honorable that joseph uses just hamon as well.
swallowing his pride, he has to accept the bitter fact that not everyone he faces will be on his side, not everyone who has history with his bloodline is a devoted ally.
the fight is, unfortunately for you, quick. you lose, of course.
your body lying on the ground, bloody, beaten, and filthy with the dust of the desert. blood and dirt is caked in your hair, and your face is swollen and bruised to the point that it’s almost unrecognizable. joseph was sure he broke your nose as well.
he rips himself away from the fighting grounds the second your body falls to the ground, gloved hand covering his face, shadowed by the savanna hat he wore.
“are you alright, mr. joestar?” kakyoin questioned in concern, both him and avdol following joseph as he marched off.
tears stung in the corners of his eyes, and he couldn’t help but feel great remorse. caesar would be ashamed, so ashamed, he was thinking.
he was convinced that he failed his late best friend.
jotaro and polnareff stood over your motionless body, jotaro with his hands in his pockets, and polnareff reaching down to sling your limp body over his shoulders.
“what should we do with them?” the frenchman asked, turning towards jotaro.
“dump them in an alleyway? you all seem to be forgetting that this scum is one of dio’s foot soldiers. they were treated with accordingly. who cares if their grandfather had some history with the old man?” jotaro insisted with a scoff as he walked towards an abandoned alleyway, leading the way for polnareff.
“guess you’re right.”
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i wish i could have thought of more plot points to really stitch together a little story, just to capture more emotion from joseph, but i did my best regardless. hope this is satisfactory <3
#jjba x reader#jjba x reader headcanons#jjba/reader#jjba joseph#joseph joestar#joseph joestar x reader#platonic imagine#enemies imagine#rivalry imagine#jjba part three#jjba pt 3#jojos bizarre adventure#non romantic#jjba#jjba request#request#requests open#requests are open
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my new fav thing is saying anything I care about is the love of my life. this dnd villain who is literally a skeleton with evil energy is the love of my life. morse code is the love of my life. the feeling of these sheets on my skin is the love of my life. im aro and im not wrong
#aromantic#aro things#aro thoughts#shitpost#well kinda#non romantic#dungeons and dragons#morse code#sensory
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I’ve decided to add Doctor Who to the fandom list I’ll write for but I won’t write Romantic stuff for it. I love the Doctors character sm they’re so goofy.
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i feel like it should be more common to relate non-romantic relationships to break up songs
i’ve had friend breakups that i’ve cried about to taylor swift songs that perfectly describe my emotions
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Hey!!! Could you do 1-a with the twins? It’s not meant to be shippy but if it makes you uncomfy no worries awesome have a nice day!!!!
Hi! I love the creativitwins, and they definitely need to hug :)
THIS IS NOT MEANT AS ROMANTIC!! as said in the ask, although this *is* a shipping thing, this isn't supposed to taken as a romantic ship
-Also, the logince one in the last picture was messed up, I've fixed it now :)
-Also also, I'm going to do repeats after I've finished this one, so gimme asks for the ones that haven't been done yet!! It doesn't matter if the ship has already been done, but I'll do any that already has the slot done afterwards :))
-gimme ships to drawww :D
#sanders sides#art#sanders sides art#digital aritst#roman sanders#ts roman#roman sanders fanart#ts remus#remus sanders#creativitwins#non romantic#not romantic shipping#loveit#prinxiety#logince#intrulogical#dukeceit
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I'm sending this ask because I don't have any one adle to rant too. But I've recently binge watched "a lull in the sea" and episodes 22 to 26 feel kinda arophobic. (Spoilers) the character Manaka loses her ability to love (primarily romantic love though just any "love" in general) and the other characters would often imply that someone needs to or has to feel/experience those feelings in their life and that without them some one is lonely regardless weather the lack of feelings actually negatively affects them. Even though Manaka doesn't appear to be inherently unhappy/depressed (though very confused/distressed about her lack of memories/understanding) because of the lack of romantic love. The show also implies that family/friends and such would inherently still not be enough.
Regardless, I guess this is just to ask how you (even if you haven't seen the show) or feel about this. (Specifically arospec folks).
I don’t have the spoons currently but I’m sure some of my followers have opinions :)
Also: please let me know if I missed relevant tags on this post
#not ace#aromantic#aro#a lull in the sea#anime and manga#arophobia mention#arophobia#arophobic Anime#non romantic love#aromantic love#safeforaro#non romantic
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L4D2 Nellis Please
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