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#I mean for me it’s a bit of a mix and my perception of him has changed over time
doumadono · 8 months
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My sincerest congratulations on your milestone, hon! 🎉🥳 I want to request "Realizing they’re falling in love" with Dabi, Hawks, Shoto and Bakugo, if possible in headcanons format
BNHA boys realizing they’re in love - headcanons
A/N: thank you oh so much, love! Your support means the world to me ♥
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Dabi
Dabi's realization that he's falling in love is marked by an internal struggle. He's fiercely independent and has always believed that emotions are a weakness, so acknowledging his feelings is a battle against his own principles.
His attraction is laced with a sense of danger and forbidden allure. Dabi finds himself drawn to your unwavering determination and willingness to stand by his side, even as he remains shrouded in mystery.
As Dabi falls deeper, his rough demeanor occasionally melts away, revealing a more tender side. He may let his guard down when you're alone, sharing stories from his past or allowing a genuine smile to grace his lips, only for it to vanish as quickly as it came.
He often finds himself lost in thought, pondering whether he deserves happiness or if his actions have forever condemned him to a life of darkness.
He starts paying more attention to the details of your interactions, almost obsessively analyzing every word and gesture. Dabi's internal struggle manifests in his occasional distance, as he battles his own inner demons.
While uncertainties may still linger, he's come to realize that the depth of his emotions is a strength, and that love perhaps has the power to reshape not only his destiny, but also his perception of himself.
Hawks
Hawks' realization that he's falling in love comes with a mix of surprise and intrigue. He's used to navigating complex situations, but matters of the heart have always been a bit of a blind spot for him.
His attraction to you is accompanied by a desire to make you smile. Hawks becomes increasingly attuned to your moods and goes out of his way to provide comfort and support, often resorting to his sense of humor to lighten the mood.
He finds himself seeking out your company not only during downtime but also in the midst of his hero duties. Hawks secretly enjoys your conversations and becomes a master at multitasking, balancing his work and his growing affection.
Hawks' love is built on mutual respect and a shared sense of purpose. He's attracted to your determination and your unwavering belief in the importance of heroism, and he finds himself more drawn to you as you work together to make the world a better place.
Despite his easygoing facade, Hawks experiences moments of vulnerability when he's alone with his thoughts. He questions whether he's capable of reciprocating your feelings and worries about the impact his dangerous lifestyle might have on your potential relationship.
Hawks' journey towards embracing his feelings becomes an integral part of his character development. He learns that vulnerability doesn't equate to weakness and that opening his heart might be his most courageous act yet. As he navigates this new territory, Hawks finds himself on a path of self-discovery, growth, and a deeper understanding of what it truly means to be a hero.
Shoto
Shoto's realization that he's falling in love is marked by a quiet and introspective process. He's used to keeping his emotions in check, so acknowledging his feelings takes time and careful contemplation.
His attraction is rooted in a deep admiration for your strength and kindness. Shoto finds himself drawn to your unwavering support, especially during moments when he grapples with his past and the complexities of his family.
He might leave a carefully selected book on your desk or prepare a warm cup of tea after a particularly challenging day, using his own experiences to empathize with your struggles.
He becomes more open about his own emotions as he navigates his feelings for you. Shoto shares his thoughts about his parents and siblings, his struggles with his dual Quirks, and his dreams for the future, creating a deeper level of understanding between you.
Shoto's love is quiet but steadfast. He's willing to stand by your side through thick and thin, offering his unwavering support and stability even as he continues to grapple with his own inner conflicts.
He finds solace in the simple act of holding your hand or sharing a comfortable silence, allowing your presence to be a source of healing and reassurance.
Bakugo
Bakugo's realization that he's falling in love is met with intense frustration. He's not one to easily acknowledge his emotions, and the idea of being vulnerable in this way infuriates him.
His attraction is laced with a mix of admiration and exasperation. Bakugo finds himself drawn to your ability to stand your ground against him, even as he struggles to come to terms with his own feelings.
Bakugo's expressing his affection through action rather than words. He might go out of his way to train with you, pushing both of you to your limits, or subtly lend you a hand when you least expect it.
He starts showing a more protective side, even if he tries to hide it behind his explosive temper. Bakugo's concern for your safety becomes evident when he's more willing to work as a team and takes extra precautions during battles.
Bakugo's love is fiery and intense. He becomes fiercely loyal and is willing to face any challenge head-on to ensure your happiness and well-being.
Despite his gruff exterior, Bakugo experiences moments of inner turmoil. He's torn between his pride and his growing feelings, leading to inner monologues where he wrestles with his own vulnerability. "Damn it, fucking shit, why does this have to happen? Stupid emotions! I don't have time for this crap!"
Bakugo's gradually letting his guard down in your presence. He might crack a rare smile or engage in playful banter, allowing glimpses of his more genuine self to shine through.
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delululand · 5 months
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hi could u pls do txts turn ons + offs in a partner ?? tysm <33
hiii and sorry for long answer, it’s here~ hope you enjoy it~
txt turn ons + offs
I wasn't sure how you wanted this to be, so it has some mentions of NSFW content, but not a lot
soobin
turn ons: i talked about this before, but I think he's really into the cute type and we all know how he likes anime (does he watch hentai? idk but guess yes) and this got me thinking about whiney girls. it's a little hard to explain it completely, but his love for anime (and a shit that's in hentai)+his love for cute types+some aegyo type in korea, which isn't considered weird like it is for people living in europe and america, it all comes together such vibrations… so i guess groaning, moaning, whining it’s really his turn ons (but not too louder? hahaha I just immediately remember how he always “shhhh🤫” beomgyu when he starts being noisy)
and also being call some pet names? he’ll really like it
turn offs: okay i really think one of the biggest turn offs for him is degradation and any form of rudeness. he mentioned so much time that he prefer cute vibe and I really think that this extends to how he is in bed. I see him as a soft guy and if someone (especially his partner) were rude to him, even if during sex, it would most likely surprise and upset
and also just dishonesty, deceit and some shit like that
yeonjun
turn ons: I want to write so many things but I remember one of his live where he said something like "the way you perceive me seems a little distorted. off screen, my and soobin's personalities exchange". he didn't specify what exactly he was talking about or what part of his personality it was about, but it pops into my head every time I think of him. maybe it's a bit of a distorted perception, but can I really see him in something like a partially toxic relationship? I'm not talking about abuse or anything like that and I don't mean this in a bad way, but I think he would be interested in a relationship with some game?
it's like that girl who looks like an arrogant bitch (but she's actually nice) and she gives him mixed signals, secret dates and everything seems obvious, but no one says anything out loud and all that
it’s like 밀당 (밀고 당기기) this is a very popular thing in korea and literally means “push and pull”, first a person devotes a lot of time to the person he likes and flirts, and then pretends that he is not particularly interested in order to attract attention to himself
p.s. for my personal opinion it’s a strange shit, but a lot of people really into it
turn offs: this may sound a little contradictory, but actual arrogance and bad treatment of people? it's one thing to have arrogant bitch vibes, but to be a kind person, but to actually be an arrogant bitch is something else entirely
controlling and obsessive behavior (in a bad way) like I really see that if his partner was jealous of him, he would be flattered and he would take this situation into flirtation, but if his partner tried to control him 24/7, constantly wrote and called with questions about where and with whom he is, this would greatly alienate him
beomgyu
turn ons: ohhh that guy… firstly it’s catching his vibe? he has a specific sense of humor and it would be important to be on the same wave with him in general, but he also makes “suggestive jokes” most often and he’s the biggest dirty minder of all members. so one of his turn ons is someone who could not only take his jokes well, but also be able to answer him in the same manner and actually i think this boy reaaaally into dirty talks
turn offs: first of all I think it has two sides: 1. not taking his jokes and being sarcastic in a bad way (like not making jokes pretending that he is annoying because he would like that, but on the contrary answering rudely or something like that) and 2. not taking him seriously. yes, he is really funny and jokes a lot, but he also has feelings and would like to be able to talk about it seriously, discuss different topics with his partner and know that he will be understood and accepted
taehyun
turn ons: first, he’s really a smart guy and i think intelligent conversation and debate it’s one of his turn ons. but also an even bigger turn on is when he explains something to you? something like you ask him how this or that thing works and he tells you the story of how and why it works the way it does and the moment you nod at him with eyes full of interest his dick literally twitches in his pants.
secondly, he said he's not the type to take initiative (especially in showing affection) because of fear, so if someone had the courage to be more proactive it would touch his heart. like you know for example you're still at the just friends stage and you link arm in arm when you're crossing the road, lightly stroke his back when you hug him or put your hand and lean on his lap when you're sitting next to him and laugh. these actions are simple and innocent enough, but would literally drive him crazy
turn offs: total pessimism and whining all the time. everyone has problems at some point and it's fine if a person wants to get support and share it with someone, but I'm talking about people who literally whine 24/7 about everything and don't want to solve problems. does he really seem a little cruel about it? like he'd have no problem supporting you if something happened and helping you as long as it took, but he wouldn't coddle someone who's infantile and can't solve the slightest problem on his own
huening kai
turn ons: watching and discussing anime with him, don’t ask me why, i just feel so hahaha
paying attention to the smaller things that demonstrate true thoughtfulness and kindness and compassion towards others. he is sooo cute, kind and caring person and he'd really appreciate it if his partner showed the right attitude towards other people.
and also being able to show affection openly, giving him words of encouragement, praise and all of that
turn offs: ignorance and intolerance, too self-centeredness, i wrote about it above and I think it just goes against his values in life and what he might like
and also being closed off and emotionally unavailable like. he has a hard showing his feelings and if his partner is even more closed off, they just won't connect?
p.s. i would also be very interested to hear your opinion on this topic, maybe you have something to add?
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aprils2ndhandshop · 4 months
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hi i love your blog, your writing is so good! may i request what type of arguments the ‘03 boys would have with their s/o? like what would the argument be about? are they upset for a long or short amt of time? how do they make up with their s/o? hopefully that makes sense, thank you!
Arguments w/the boys ‘03
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All 4!
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Summary: what I think the boys are like during arguments with their favorite girl.
Hi friend! Thank you for your request and the super sweet words! Sorry for the long wait, love you!
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Michelangelo;
Mikey definitely isn’t one to start or enjoy fighting with you… with his brothers, duh! But not with you.
The fights he starts -if one could even call them fights, are small, light-hearted and innocent. He is essentially just pulling your leg and trying to be a pain.
“Y/n! You can’t just walk past the t.v mid play! You made me lose the game!”
“I think you lost the game because you chose to focus on throwing pillows at me instead of playing your stupid game!”
Those fights don’t last long as the moment he thinks it’s actually stressing you out, he stops.
“I’m kidding angel! I’m kidding!”
He makes up for it every time with a kiss on the cheek too.
Generally, you’re the one who has to start the fights with him - even if he’s the one with a problem.
And trust me, he may not flat out say he has a problem with you but he sure can’t hide it.
Que the slight pouting and undeniable tension on his part. He can’t fake his feelings ever.
And don’t forget all the passive aggressive, smart ass remarks he makes under his breath when he’s annoyed.
Fights with Mikey are rare but when they do happen there is a common theme, a need for your attention.
Remember, Mikey is a needy boyfriend. It has pros and cons.
Pros - he’s doting, always makes sure you know just how much he cares, always makes time for you, remembers important dates and puts in all the effort a boyfriend should.
Cons - a bit too clingy.
“I feel like you don’t ever want to see me anymore, like you just come around to make me happy.”
“Why do you even think that, Mikey?”
“Because! I wish you wanted to see me as much as I want to see you!”
Fights with him never last long, ever! He’s the kinda guy that refuses to go to bed knowing you’re sad.
He also spoils you rotten after :) Gifts, food, foot rubs, everything!
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Raphael;
Raph is a nightmare to fight with and we all know on some level, he loves to fight. More with Leo than anyone but still.
In regards to arguing with you, it definitely lies in a strange grey zone for him. He hates making you upset but also has a bad habit of enjoying a good conflict.
He hates that about himself.
Not to mention how bad he is at holding his tongue.
“I’m pissed, okay? I’m mad and I need to get away from you before I say stuff I don’t mean!”
“I don’t want you to go out there and get hurt!”
“You don’t get it! I’m not like you! I’ve been fighting my whole life and it’s hard for me to just stop!”
In the midst or after every fight, he disappears for a couple of hours. Cooling off is essential for you two to figure out the problem.
Surprisingly, fights between you and Raph are rare. Partially because he’s working on anger management but mostly because he tends to lock his emotions inside before having a massive blow up.
Once he’s calmed down, he always goes straight to you, full of shame.
“Hey baby.”
“Hey.”
One of the best parts about Raph as a boyfriend is how self perceptive he is, he always apologizes for what he did wrong and fully understands why it was wrong.
“I promise I’ll be better to you, and that I learned from my fuck ups, y/n/n.”
After fights, he’s a lot more affectionate with you and uncharacteristically, even keeps that energy in front of his brother.
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Donatello;
Donnie and fighting really doesn’t mix well, it’s rare but when it does happen it’s always over dumb stuff.
The arguments start more like debates, his nerdy side comes straight to the forefront as he feels the need to correct you on everything.
“Y/n! I’m proofreading the piece you wrote and look! Are you sure this is really the angle you wanna argue your point from, beautiful?”
Now that sounds pretty innocent but if Don is one thing, it’s a little bit condescending - not on purpose or with malicious intent but nonetheless, condescending he can be.
Things that may seem like no big deal can turn into tension and fighting for hours very quickly.
Typically, you are the one that starts the fight but usually because Don accidentally did something to start the fight.
“I feel like you’re nitpicking to make yourself feel so much better than me, Don. It’s so frustrating!”
“Look doll, I’m just trying to make sure your don’t come off a little bit… foolish.”
Donnie is definitely book smart, but emotionally smart, not so much.
He has a bad habit of saying mean stuff he doesn’t think is mean that ends up hurting your feelings.
And sometimes it takes awhile for him to notice.
“Y/n?… y/n?… hellooo y/n! Are you giving me the silent treatment? Why?!”
He is kinda clueless about this stuff.
But when he does catch on, he’ll do the most mature thing and approach you to hear you out.
He’ll be engaged and ask all the important questions so he knows how he hurt your feelings and can properly apologize.
“You’re the smartest girl I know! I misspoke, I just wanted to be useful to you, sweet girl.”
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Leonardo;
Okay hear me out on this one!! And don’t ever make any assumptions about thee Leonardo.
This man is whipped and it pretty much makes him incapable of starting a fight with you ever.
He will let you get away with just about anything and approaches any and all rough topics with you so gently.
“You don’t seem entirely like yourself, angel. Are you feeling okay?”
Even if your response is snappy, he is always gentle in his language and tone.
“Can I do something to help you, y/n/n?”
Fights between the two of you need to be started by you but that doesn’t necessarily mean he’ll fight back much.
Everything you would expect to happen, expect the opposite.
You give him the silent treatment, he’ll give you some space and come around later to talk it out.
You full on snap and scream at him, he’ll let you take out all your anger on him and tell you he understands why you are mad.
Complete princess treatment with him.
But don’t think he’ll always agree with you, absolutely not. He’s just patient and explains his point of view rationally.
“I really do love and understand you, y/n, but you have to learn to express yourself with me better. I don’t want to fight with you, because baby, I’m always on your side anyway.”
Sometimes fights with Leo can last pretty long, at least in comparison to Mikey and Don - but only because he backs off and gives you space.
When the arguments finally subside, Leo continues his princess treatment for you.
He just becomes even more affectionate than he usually is.
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Missed you guys, hope you are all good!
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weirdmageddon · 7 months
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yesterday i wrote a scene where jade wasnt a plot device and was left the hell alone in A6A5 because this being dave and jade’s last proper conversation in years made me sad and i wanted to see them reunite properly. i mixed a bit of narration in too even though it was rare around this point in the comic but its just to paint a better picture. also i wouldnt mind feedback on character voice (it’s important to me that the dialogue sounds believable)
[3 years are over, everyone is in the new session. The prospit ship is on LOMAX, as is everyone who arrived on the meteor, safely warped by Jade onto LOMAX as well. Jade has banished B2 Jack to the Furthest Ring already. She hasn't seen her friends in 3 years, not to mention she never met the trolls in person yet.]
[Jade teleports to LOMAX where John was talking with the meteor crew. Her eyes widen when she sees the trolls, giving everyone a greeting. Jade waves to the trolls.]
You’ll have time to catch up with them later. First you want to reconvene with Rose and Dave.
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Dave... Oh my god! DAVE!!! That’s right! The last time you saw him, he died in your arms after Jack redirected the bullets from your gun into his body!
JADE: dave!!!! DAVE: hey DAVE: this has been three years coming hasnt it DAVE: cmere
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[Dave hugs Jade with a slight grin on face. He notices her… sniffing him?? but doesn’t even bother to question it.]
JADE: it is so nice to hold your body when its not a corpse :) DAVE: ok DAVE: weird thing to say DAVE: actually who am i kidding who gives a shit DAVE: i almost forgot how much i missed the enigmatic riddlefuckery that is your phrasing DAVE: fortunately i have context for this so i know what youre saying DAVE: humor me for a sec and imagine that i didnt DAVE: but first DAVE: are those dog ears JADE: yes! i am part dog now JADE: because i prototyped my dreamself with becsprite JADE: jadesprite became part of me! and so did her doggy traits from bec DAVE: got it DAVE: oh yeah john mentioned that on the back of his dumb poster inside that bucket that appeared out of thin air DAVE: right before we had to haul ass out of there before jack caught up to us DAVE: karkat had a complete fucking meltdown over that btw i wish you couldve seen it DAVE: damn it feels like so long ago now JADE: heheheh i remember JADE: john realized it at the last second but it was too late! DAVE: of course it was johns idea only he could do something that gooberish DAVE: you know what this means though JADE: yup!! woof woof DAVE: it means youve done it harley DAVE: youve finally done it god damn it DAVE: the evolution of humankind is finally upon us DAVE: the scientists said it would never happen in our lifetime DAVE: but look what we have here DAVE: before me stands mans first legitimate furry subspecies DAVE: homo canis DAVE: as the name implies theyre gay as fuck btw DAVE: its too bad all those scientists are dead and cant witness this phylogenetic breakthrough DAVE: rip to the science community yall wouldve lost your collective shit DAVE: hey jade lets pour one out for the science community for being real ones
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You are still nestled into Dave’s shoulder. He’s taken a sort of protective position over you. Your perceptive barkbeast ears can hear his formerly bullet-riddled heart beating a mile a minute with the regularity of quartz beneath his time-branded pajamas, all the while he continues to ramble to you about certifiably dumb shit. You can tell Dave is psyched to see you again, even if he expresses it in his OWN bizarre way, which means extended metaphors and topical tangents. What a hypocrite, calling YOUR phrasing perplexing! You sure missed this guy.
You realize you started tuning him out while thinking about all this.
DAVE: jade JADE: umm homo is the species name JADE: so wouldnt that mean were all gay? :p DAVE: yeah that sounds about right DAVE: anyway enough of this bullshit
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[Dave motions to retract his arms since he doesn’t want it to get too weird, but Jade squeezes tighter. Dave immediately yields to the movement]
DAVE: jesus wow ok DAVE: really happy to see you too DAVE: like if you had a tail it would be wagging so forcefully youd be knocking over all the fucking furnishings in the room DAVE: just slapping it so hard on the owners thigh that it feels like theyre being flogged DAVE: talk about getting bitch slapped JADE: :D DAVE: so howve you been JADE: really really excited to see you guys all again!!! JADE: and to meet the trolls! DAVE: yeah theyre pretty weird DAVE: and im still not used to it DAVE: but it gets more manageable the longer youre around them DAVE: by the way JADE: ?
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DAVE: sorry you had to go through that JADE: through what? DAVE: seeing me die and stuff again DAVE: except that time right in front of you JADE: .... DAVE: when we were gathering up all those frogs i knew jack was going to appear DAVE: i was waiting and waiting to play it out DAVE: mentally rehearsing my fucking torso getting turned into swiss cheese and knowing you would have to watch on top of it DAVE: i had to make sure it happened to protect the integrity of the alpha timeline DAVE: but if you knew this was going to happen you wouldve tried to prevent it and created a doomed one DAVE: and so i didnt say anything DAVE: i couldnt DAVE: so DAVE: sorry for putting you through that JADE: oh..... JADE: dave D: JADE: well im here JADE: if you ever want to talk about it DAVE: its cool DAVE: you just deserve to know what happened there DAVE: but thanks DAVE: so am i JADE: yeah i know JADE: i guess i should be glad you did that then... JADE: even though i was freaking out when it happened ._. JADE: otherwise you wouldnt be here will us now dressed in your red god tier time pajamas DAVE: yeah these magical rags really are comfortable arent they DAVE: and they stay like perma clean JADE: they are! i would wear mine over and over for days on end JADE: id take a nice shower and put it right back on JADE: and you know how much i love cycling my outfits through my wardrobifier JADE: by the way dave your cape is sooo cool! :o DAVE: thanks DAVE: yeah i love it its hella soft DAVE: its like ive got a portable snuggle blanket with me in case i ever need to drop to the floor like a tired sack of shit and get my snooze on DAVE: ive got a permanent personal reservation at club bed featuring dj pillow and mc blanky JADE: heheheh JADE: can i touch your cape? DAVE: of course go nuts JADE: yaaaay!!
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lipstickchainsaw · 3 months
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what are your thoughts on contrarian? not my fav voice exactly, but i thought he was interesting in the ending where you leave with the stranger
Woo, it's been almost two weeks, but I've been thinking about this one.
I think the Contrarian is a very interesting voice, because he's just very much enjoying getting to annoy the fuck out of the narrator, but at the same time, he raises so many goddamn questions.
I first came across him during the Razor, where he (alongside the Broken, but who cares about the Broken) joins the Cheated in Chapter 3, and let me tell you, the Cheated and the Contrarian are an amazing combo, and they played off of each other well, although the Cheated is obviously more emotionally invested in beating the system than the Contrarian.
It was only when I got the Contrarian on his own that, uh, some things stopped making sense to me.
To get the Contrarian as a voice, you have to avoid the cabin as much as you possibly can, which means you don't even meet the Princess in Chapter 1. To the Contrarian, then, the Princess doesn't even exist as a real being; the only person existing outside of you (the protagonist) is the Narrator, and so he makes poking at the Narrator his entire existence.
When he does meet the Princess, he still doesn't see her as a real person, just as a vessel to annoy the Narrator, and this even makes some degree of sense! With every choice you make down there, you break reality a bit and create another Princess! So of course he doesn't think the Princess is real.
It's only when the various Strangers mix into one messy whole, where he realises this was an actual person, and his empathy rushes in to go 'oh shit, what did we do?'
'I didn't think our actions would have consequences.'
And this is really compelling, story-wise! I like it a lot!
It just doesn't make any goddamn sense!
Because the common theory is that you influence the Princess through your perception and belief of her (and your refusal to see her turns the Stranger into a Schrödinger's Princess, so this makes sense), and how the Princess sees you influences what voice you get.
Except you haven't met the Princess.
So where the fuck does the Contrarian come from? What is he? We have good reason to believe the Voices are the result of the messy split between Shifting Mound and Long Quiet, right? But clearly it's not the Princess causing the Contrarian to arrive. There's only one person outside of you who knows how you behaved in Chapter 1, and that's the Narrator, except the instance of the Narrator dies at the end of every Chapter 1!
And anyway, why isn't the Narrator ever confused about the presence of other Voices? He doesn't ever seem to be surprised when they show up, even if he might be shocked at their abilities, but at the same time, he doesn't know what it means for there to be multiple of them, either?
So what the fuck is going on here? Is it really the Narrator's final impression of you that spawns the Voice in the next chapter, and not the Princess?
But even then, the Contrarian is special, isn't he?
He's the only non-Hero voice that can show up in the Cabin at the end, if you started with the Stranger route, and you know what he says?
He says he's 'right where you left [him]'. What the fuck does that mean? Presumably it's similar to what happens when you kill the Shifting Mound and the other Voices show up to join you in the new world, but the Contrarian still plays a different role.
I feel like there's answers to be had here, but I'm clearly not big-brained enough to figure them out just yet!
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rainontherooftops · 5 months
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Sweet Souls create Sweet Blood
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Summary: Taravella "Tav" Greenleaf sneeks away from camp one night to have a good cry. Her friend Astarion, ever vigilant, comes to talk to her - finding out what makes her so sad. Add a concerned wizard to the mix...
Fandom: Baldurs Gate 3 Pairing: Gale x Tav - Platonic! Astarion x Tav (Virgin!Tav) Rating: T Trigger Warnings: Low self esteem, talk of sexual intercourse, self doubt, tears, jealousy, rejection Info: This is set between Act 1 and Act 2 of the game somewhere.
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Sweet Souls Create Sweet Blood
„Tears are really not attractive, darling. You should stop crying.”
Taravella “Tav” Greenleaf chuckled through her sobs and tried to wipe her cheeks. She’d thought she was alone this night, sitting at the edge of the small plank that reached into the river that flowed past her, her feet dangling lazily in the current.
Tav didn’t need to look to see that a vampire was near. Her new friend and companion Astarion sat down beside her on the wooden walkway, looking out onto the water and watching the moon reflect on the surface.
“Why the tears, my dear?”
She wasn’t really surprised that he wanted to know. Ever since the party at their camp to celebrate the Tieflings rescue, the two of them had become more friendly. Not in a sexual or romantic sense – but somehow, unspoken, they had woven a small but strong strand of friendship and trust between them.
“Because I think Gale tried to kiss me and I blew it.”, she finally admitted, being more open than she’d wanted. But there was no use in lying. And if Astarion wanted to be her confidant, why not?
“Really now? I understand why you’d want to cry then. Did I tell you that he allowed me to take a nibble the other day? The man tastes like bile.”
Another chuckle.
“But I’m very perceptive. By now I think the whole camp knows that you want him to kiss you. So, I ask again. Why the tears?”
Sighing, Tav leaned her throbbing head on Astarions shoulder and let his arm sneak around her in a comforting gesture.
“I’m not surprised that it’s that obvious”, she finally said.
He squeezed her shoulder to nudge her along.
“Can you taste if someone is a virgin or not, Astarion? In their blood, I mean?”
From the corner of her eyes, she could see that he looked a bit taken aback. Apparently, one could not taste that someone has never had sex by sucking their blood.
“You act quite innocent, and you didn’t indulge at the party like some of the others – but I didn’t really think you were still an innocent”, he finally answered.
Tav shrugged. “It just hasn’t happened yet. Haven’t met a man or woman in my past that was interested in me. And look at me, I’m not exactly a price…”
“Nonsense, darling. You might not be as beautiful as me, but you have your charms.”
Another chuckle. Tav could feel that the conversation between them slowly lifted the weight on her heart.
“The thing is”, she continued, nudging a bit closer for warmth, “I like Gale. I really… really do. And the other night I think he tried to kiss me. But… but I backed away.”
Astarions grip tightened just a bit, a growl in his voice.
“Did he try to force himself on you? Because if he did…”
Tav shook her head vehemently. Gale would never….
“No… But when he tried to approach I suddenly… well. He’s been in bed with a goddess… An actual goddess… and I’m… Well, I know the mechanics of sex of course, and the people in camp are not exactly quiet, and I’m a healer so of course I know what part goes where and what to look out for and how to be save and…”
“You’re spiraling, darling.”
Another sigh.
“I just found myself asking: Why would he want to be with boring, plain me? I can never measure up to Mystra.”
Astarion was silent for a while and Tav relaxed under his soothing half-hug, her feet still being tickled by the cold torrent of the water.
“Do you know what makes blood taste sweet, darling?”
Confused, she leaned back to face her vampire friend, shaking her head.
“I thought Gale would taste rich, like a fine aged red wine – but the magic orb inside him makes his blood taste awful. Given his character though, I thought he would taste sweet.”
Tav listened, fascinated.
“I told you drinking the blood of thinking creatures was different. So, what makes blood taste sweet, sour, spicy, awful, rich or stale is entirely up to what their soul is like. You, my darling, are sweet, caring, helpful, have a heart of gold and most of all – you are kind. Which is why your blood taste sweet, like honey being put into a rich cup of tea. And if the wizard doesn’t fall in love with your soul, then he is a fool.”
It was perhaps the most wonderful compliment anyone had ever given her. So wonderful even that Tav started crying again, hugging Astarions midriff and sniffling, staining his expensive shirt with her tears.
Before the vampire could react however, someone behind them cleared their throat quite loudly.
“Apologies for the interruption”, Gale said, not sounding sorry at all.
Astarion acted so fast that Tav only later realized what he had done. He muttered “thank me later”, into her ear before laughing and pushing Tav into the cold river.
It wasn’t very deep and the current not as strong as she had thought. When she stood up, the water reached her bellybutton.
Tav could hear Astarion laughing, sauntering away while Gale was running along the edge of the plank to lean down and give her a hand.
“Are you alright? Did he hurt you?”
Tav shook her head, suddenly shivering, while she took Gales hand and let herself be pulled from the water.
“Why the hell would he do that?”, the wizard growled as he cast what Tav could only assume was the Gust of Wind spell as she felt a warm breeze envelope her and slowly but steadily drying her clothes.
“It was a prank”, Tav fibbed. “We were having a rather… illuminating conversation and I think he wanted to lighten the mood a bit."
Gale was still holding her hands in his, looking down at her face, his features sinister.
“And the tears…. Were they because of him or because of me?”
Damn. Was she that bad at sneaking away from camp? She had hoped the impromptu dip into the river had masked the fact that she had been crying, but apparently not.
When she didn’t say anything, he must have assumed that her silence was an answer, because he backed away slightly.
“Ah, I see…”
“Gale- “
“No need to explain. I clearly misread your behavior towards me. Or perhaps I’ve been blinded by wishful thinking. That doesn’t mean that your rejection hurts any less.”
“Gale, I’m not…”
“But I really thought we shared something.”
“Will you shut up for a second you stupid wizard?”
Gale stopped his speech and looked at Tav in confusion and shock – but to his credit, gave her the time to speak.
“I… I like you, Gale. I like you a lot. But…”
Now or never, Tav. Your blood is sweet. Your soul is sweet. You can do this….
“I… I was afraid that… I am afraid that you might not want to be with me because…. Because I’ve never been with someone. Ever…”
For all his intelligence it took Gale Dekarios a long while before the copper dropped. His eyes went wide before he looked Tav up and down – and then the most delicious blush covered his face.
“Y-You… you mean like…. Never ever?”
She shook her head, sheepishly.
“And… and I thought I could never in a million tendays live up to the experience you have… I mean you’ve slept with a goddess and I…”
Tav was silenced by a tentative but determined fingertip to her lips.
“I admit that is not what I expected to hear tonight. And it does put a few more steps into my plan to romance you properly on my to-do list. But, Tav… Mystra may still be my mistress. But my thoughts and my heart are with you. Have been for a while…”
There were no words for the next few minutes as Tavs heart burst with joy and she suddenly had the urge to wrap her arms around Gale and kiss him.
Unfortunately, the wizard was not well balanced, and for the second time that night Tav landed in the river below.
But this time it was not as cold – because she was wrapped in the warm embrace of the man that she was slowly falling in love with.
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AN: This is my first fic for Baldurs Gate 3 - and gods do I love these characters. I really really would like to have Astarion as a friend - so giving him a friend to console when she pines for Gale was something that I wanted to write.
I hope you enjoyed this!
anyone up for a NSFW Part 2?
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Shyness
Pairing: shisui Uchiha x reader
Pairing: Shisui x reader
A/N: The lack of shisui content is sad!!! so I had to contribute something lol. No warnings just shy shisui fluff with some jealousy mixed in :)
*・゜゚・*:.。..。.:*・'(ʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔ༄)'・*:.。. .。.:*・゜゚・*
It may have went by unnoticed by others but there was another side to Shisui that you began to take notice of— a subtle undercurrent of… jealousy. Whenever someone else would engage you in conversation or even offer a friendly smile, Shisui's eyes would darken ever so slightly, his attention fixated on the interaction. He desired your attention, your closeness, and yet his shyness held him back from expressing those feelings openly.
You had found yourself sitting with shisui by your side under the shade of a blossoming cherry tree, enjoying a quiet moment of respite from the world. The serene atmosphere seemed to embolden you, prompting you to broach the subject that had been weighing on your mind.
"Shisui, there's something I've noticed," you began, your voice gentle and filled with genuine curiosity.
He glanced at you, his obsidian eyes shimmering with a mixture of uncertainty and intrigue. "What is it?" he asked, his voice carrying a slight tremor.
"It's just... I've noticed that you sometimes act shy around me," you admitted, studying his reaction closely.
Shisui's cheeks reddened, his gaze briefly dropping to the ground before he met your eyes once more. "I-I suppose you've noticed," he mumbled, his voice barely audible.
A faint smile played upon your lips as you reached out, gently taking his hand in yours. "It's endearing, Shisui. Your shyness only makes me appreciate you more."
His eyes widened in surprise, a mix of emotions flickering across his face—shyness, relief, and a lingering touch of jealousy. "You... appreciate it?" he asked, his voice laced with disbelief.
Nodding, you leaned a bit closer, your voice softening. "And there's something else I've noticed too. Whenever someone else gets my attention, I see a flicker of jealousy in your eyes. Am I right?"
Shisui swallowed hard, his gaze growing more intense. "You're perceptive, as always," he admitted, his voice tinged with a touch of vulnerability. "I can't help but feel jealous when it seems like someone might take your attention away from me."
Your heart swelled with affection, understanding the depth of his emotions. With a gentle touch, you reassured him, "Shisui, you hold a special place in my heart. No one could ever replace you. I value you and the connection we share."
A mix of relief and adoration washed over Shisui's features. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice barely above a breath. "I've always treasured our bond too, and knowing that you feel the same... it means everything to me."
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Oct 9th [Yeosang + Orgasm Denial] (also mean!yeosang and degradation)
[1:14] You bit down on your lip as Yeosang’s fingers sunk into your core. Your hands grasped nervously at his thighs on either side of you as you rested back against him. It was too easy to be cocky with him. All day you were a teasing little brat and you knew he wouldn’t stand for it but you just couldn’t help yourself. Out in public he was so cute, he got so flustered when you flirted with and teased him. You always had to see just a little bit more of it.
He curled his fingers just how he knew you liked it. You let out a shaky breath, keeping your legs open for him and feeling the pleasure curl through you from each movement his long fingers gave you. They reached just the right spot and he knew it. He could make you cum so quickly if he wanted to and that’s what made you nervous.
He didn’t tell you what his punishment plans were, he just told you to strip and sit on the bed for him and you did just what he said. It didn’t help that the teasing made you all worked up too, so needy for him that he barely needed to do anything before he could sink his fingers into you.
“You wanted this so badly, didn’t you?” He murmured in your ear.
“Yes,” you breathed, eyes falling closed.
“Is that why you’ve been such a little whore today?” You couldn’t help the grin that tugged at your lips but you weren’t expecting him to notice. “Oh, you think it’s funny?”
“No,” you said in a completely unconvincing voice.
“You think teasing me all day is a good idea? Am I push over to you?” The tone of his voice sent shivers down your spine and you loved you. You arched back against him, letting out a wanton moan as he curled his fingers into you even more agonizingly slowly.
“Of course not,” you moaned, savouring the intoxicating feeling and trying to keep yourself from fucking his fingers. He was far too perceptive.
“You’re already so desperate,” he murmured. “Trying to keep your hips still. You want to fuck my fingers so badly, don’t you?”
“Mm I always do,” you grinned. “So good.”
He chuckled and it made the nerves rise in your stomach again. You still didn’t know his plan and maybe pushing him wasn’t the best play at the moment. You could never help it though. Being cocky was so much fun and if it meant he would make you cum over and over as punishment that was more than welcome. He could pick something else but that was his favourite.
“Such a greedy little whore. You think I’ll just give you everything you want?”
You leaned back and opened your eyes, giving him the sweetest gaze you could muster as his fingers started moving faster. His other hand was slipping down your body and your stomach tensed under the touch of his fingers in anticipation.
“You always make me feel good,” you moaned. “And you always give me what I want.”
He gave you a grin that was decidedly cold and it chilled you more than any of his words so far. You bit down on your lip, squirming and feeling more nerves that only mixed with your arousal, making it that much more potent. 
“Is that it?” He murmured. “I’m your little puppet? Doing everything you want, hm?”
He pressed a third finger into your heat and started moving them faster, still reaching just as deep. Each movement brought a wash of pleasure through you and the warmth in the pit of your stomach was curling tight, muscles starting to tense and thighs twitching.
You weren’t sure if it was wise to agree with him or not. But you had a big mouth and very little filter when you got fucked out you started talking back before you could stop your self.
“Just my puppet, my dom who does everything I want.”
You let out a cry as the fingers of his free hand found your clit, started to rub rough, quick circles against the sensitive bud. Your thighs tensed but you did your best to hold them open. You leaned back against him fully, letting moans pour from your lips as your eyes fell shut, feeling your high approaching.
“Just a glorified sex toy to a pretty whore, hm?” He growled. “That’s all? Just here to do your bidding and make you cum all over my fingers like the needy little slut you are?”
“Yes, please,” you moaned out, whole body tensing and back arching away from him as you moaned out. Nearly there.
In an instant he pulled his fingers away. Before you even managed to whine he had a tight grip on your wrists and had slammed them down on the bed to keep your legs open. You squirmed in his grasp, whimpering as your high started to ebb.
“Please, I was so close,” you whined.
Yeosang’s breath was hot on your neck and the skin of your ear as he spoke. “I know. I know just how close you were.” You gasped as he pulled your hands behind you roughly, he held them with one hand while he grabbed something from the bedside table before tying your wrists behind your back. 
“Did you really think I would let you cum?” He laughed.
“I-I” You tried to twist around to look at him but he held you still. You felt dumbfounded. You expected him to overstimulate you, maybe even edge you for a while, or get him off. Not deny you completely.
“B-But.”
“But what? You think a slutty little brat deserves to cum?”
“But I wanna cum,” you whined, still not quite believing it. He pushed you down off the bed, onto your knees on the floor. You hit the floor with a gasp and gazed up at him as he got off the bed and stepped in front of you, one hand sinking into your hair and the other undoing his belt.
“And I want a good sub, looks like we’re both disappointed.” He yanked your hair back. “Now, open your whore mouth and put it to good use.” He gave you a cold smile that sent a thrill down your spine and nearly could have made you cum on the spot. “Maybe I’ll let you cum tomorrow.”
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deargravity · 13 days
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Akashi for 1, 3, 8, 12, 15, 18, 19, 21 for the character ask game please!
why would you give me the hardest one ever. do you hate me. be honest.
from this
why do you like or dislike this character?
okay, more importantly, why wouldn't i like him. i just think what i want to say has already been said so now i have no idea how to answer this. uh, i think liking akashi came as a pretty big surprise for me though in retrospect i shouldn't have been surprised - he's intelligent and tortured, and i love that combination in a character. like oh, you possess precognition and competence to predict / secure future outcomes but even then, no amount of striving will ever free you from your own fate? you've been running your whole life without knowing what from and where to because you've known no other option? you're revered by your peers and you want to care for them but your own needs disgust you so you'll never be able to expect reciprocity for all your love because you feel ashamed by your own wanting? you've lost touch with what it means to be a person because you've been forced to be a prodigy your whole life? you choke on your words because you've never taken a real breath and don't know how to be vulnerable in a way that doesn't defy the ideals you've grown up with? wonderful, i'm keeping you. also i think i just picked him up like a wet cat and decided to never let him go.
i don't know if it was intended but i think it'd be funnier that akashi is the closest i've come to finding an osdd experience that really aligns with my own. (i say closest because we have different types of osdd) i guess he was first a tool for my own self-assessment before i came to genuinely care for him the way i do now. it's so embarrassing to say but he was kind of a talisman i clung to if and when i dissociated. made the experience a little less painful and alienating. anyways that is my beloved cat.
3. least favourite canon thing about this character?
erm, i think i speak for everyone when i say the scissors scene was really unnecessary. but i've never made a point of appreciating the writing in knb so this is unsurprising. like you can't give him the symptoms of already highly stigmatised disorders (osdd, npd) and then write him doing something like that. but it's a can of worms i really don't want to open. either ways, i have mixed feelings about the scene because on one hand, it could have been an excellent opening to discuss how life experiences can be so debilitating and mental illnesses / disorders have the capacity to damage world views and perceptions of morality. (everyone wants to be pro mental health until the disorders in question result in behaviours that defy conventional morality and disrupt the social order.) but this is a sports animanga so i really think the scene shouldn't have been there AT ALL because this is too big a discussion to be covered in a basketball manga. the mangaka bit off more than he could chew with this one, tbh, but trust me if i'd written knb i would have done this better.
he is just a kid, he should have been having sleepovers with his friends and eating ice cream after games to celebrate with his team. i will never hold it against him either because if kuroko "violence isn't the answer" tetsuya and the others didn't report him, they are all culpable. if the social order and morality of a situation is that important to someone and they refuse to stand up for it when it matters, they are equally to blame when things fall apart without consequence. but what do i know lol.
8. what's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?
okay, i'll be honest i don't mingle in fandom spaces because i've realised that it genuinely affects me when my faves are mischaracterised or perceived differently from the way i do. i just stay out of fandom spaces and i'm not very active in interacting with other people unless we've been mutuals for a while and i trust their judgement. so i wouldn't know. i just know if anyone did anything with akashi that i despise i would delete my social media and disappear into a cave. and i'm being serious i don't think my ego could survive this.
but well, i don't like people calling him psychotic / psychopathic or writing him to fit their yandere fantasies (i have unfortunately stumbled upon too many of those things in the tags). he is just a kid, he was going through a tough time managing grief and abandonment and impossible standards. leave him alone. LEAVE HIM ALONE. ugh. i usually scroll, mute, or block (or all three), but this has happened with so many of my faves already and the way people perceive these traits also directly affects the way they treat others in real life who exhibit these traits and it's very often that malicious intent is directed to those who are simply a product of their circumstances rather than the system that created these issues / the responsible figures in their life that failed them. but that's too meta. whatever. you get my point.
12. what's a headcanon you have for this character?
i feel like i'm really alone in this and it's not a specific headcanon but i think akashi is clumsy and kind of messy by nature, he's just working full-time to make sure he's achieved the image of perfection everyone assumes of him. sure he's a basketball prodigy and trained equestrian and he's athletic etc. etc. but i think he can be awkward and messy at times. i just desperately don't want him to be perfect outside of those two things. i desperately want him to be a little awkward and messy.
he doesn't know how to eat stick ice cream because it drips everywhere and makes him nervous. his teeth hurt when he drinks / eats anything cold. when he's wearing full-sleeves he somehow always manages to stain his cuffs even when it doesn't seem humanly possible, but he's gotten good at being able to remove them. he has to rehearse an entire conversation in his head before he actually engages someone, but he's taken speech and elocution classes (courtesy of his dad) so it compensates for when he trips up to make it look natural and smooth. he's just always trying, trying, trying. and maybe for once he wants someone to call him out on all this effort and tell him, hey it's okay to screw up something or the other. but of course he never asks.
also he cries when he gets frustrated but never in front of other people. he spends a lot of energy on regulating himself when he has to be present for others so he doesn't process anything until he's on his own and it all hits him at once. and it can be the smallest of things. bus came late on a rainy day? he's in the back seat, holding back tears all the way to his destination. he raised his hand but he answered a question wrong in class? his face is burning and he has to excuse himself to the washroom to breathe or cry or both. he got 99 on a test? he cries because he's sick of feeling relief over accomplishments that should be bringing him joy. just like a few tears. i don't think he's every full-on bawled about anything. maybe one day he'll have the opportunity to do so without feeling ashamed of himself. praying for that
15. what's your favourite ship for this character?
i don't really think about ships that much unless it's in queerplatonic way, which then begs me to answer that i like every akashi ship where he's loved and treated as someone worth caring for rather than a symptom that needs to be managed.
i was a huge akakise fan for a while simply because they both have similar problems. hear me out on this. kise and akashi both struck me as people desperate for connection but kise has been made to doubt the realness of his connections (because of how deceiving and opportunistic people have been in trying to be his friend for status) and akashi has grown up believing he doesn't deserve any kind of connection unless he's fought and earned it (because he's only ever gotten praised by his dad, without ever believing he's loved). i think they'd make a nice pair, romantically or platonically or otherwise. i love akakise, and i will die on this hill and go down with this ship or whatever the kids these days say.
18. how about a relationship they have in canon with another character that you admire?
anything with rakuzan. do i have to elaborate. i love them so bad. i can't even talk about it. whatever akashi shares with the rest of rakuzan is so sacred and important to the community.
19. how about a relationship they have in canon that you don't like?
errrrrrrrrr... i don't know. i don't spend a lot of time thinking about things that i don't like.
maybe anything during teiko era with akashi and the rest of the team but it's not that i dislike it. i just think it is unfortunate that whether or not akashi had known they had faith in him, it wouldn't have exempted him from feeling abandoned. it was a very sad time for all of them, so i dislike everything about it.
21. if you're a fic writer and have written for this character, what's your favourite thing to do when you're writing for this character? what's something you don't like?
i haven't written much for akashi tbh, or i haven't written as much as i'd like to but i have written exactly (1) character study fic for him and my favourite part was trying to bare his inner world to the readers through excessive use of metaphors. i love introspection a lot and i think it works well to reveal that akashi is just scared and vulnerable but overcompensating for that by affecting an air of neatness and certainty. i love that stuff. i would also love to explore his shame a lot more - i think shame is a constant companion for him, because he's ashamed of his own failings, he's ashamed of his own needs and he's ashamed of his own personhood, and i think he's also ashamed of the way he's turned out to be because of his dad, he may even be ashamed of his dad and his family name, and then he might be ashamed of feeling ashamed. i think if i ever write him again the cycle of shame will take the front lines. so we will see
if you've made it this far, thank you for reading. i hope you liked watching me be crazy.
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what exactly is 'the bad “woke movement'. you mean Disney's attempts at political correctness in their casting choice? describing it as "woke" is a serious misuse of black slang.
I was a bit confused at first since I have switched the subject out of the Disney Snow White controversy some times ago.
I am sorry to inform you that the use of "woke" as a deragoratory term to designate the people we once called ironically "Social-Justice Warriors" is actually not a "black slang" anymore. In fact I didn't even know it was supposed to be a "black slang" originally, my perception of it was that it was originally a term that was created on the Internet in a positive way, to designate people that were actually fighting against all sorts of discriminations and social problems, and opening their eyes to the wrongness of societies and modern age... Only to then be switched, by the Internet itself at first, and then by the media who took the word back, to be used as a designation of extreme social-justice warriors, or people who'se extreme self-righteousness, mixed with either hypocrisy or just ignorance, resulted in them coming of as a more mad or harmful than helpful.
If you do not like me using the term, unfortunately for you you'll have to go after pretty much every American media, then after after European media - and I am not even counting the politics of both America and Europe! The term "woke" has left its Internet-exclusivity a long time ago, and now is used even in non-English speaking countries (such as France) to designate the extremes to which some people or groups carry on the "social war". Now the thing to be careful of is that many extreme-right or very hateful people will use "woke" as a way to degrade or humiliate rightful defenders of things such as feminism, transgender rights, homosexuality, etc, etc... So I want to insist: I am not susbscribing to any extreme-right ideology, and I know very well they are using this term for their own negative agenda.
But I am not of the extreme-left either, and as someone who saw very well the dangers of any kind of extremes, I have to recognize that there is indeed a bad, extreme "woke" movement, that ranges from the ridiculous to the hateful. It exists. To imagine that all fights for the right reasons are done with the right means is to be too naive.
A very recent case - which is not woke, because it isn't about social justice or social blights, but about ecology, however it illustrates VERY well the stupidity and hypocrisy of some of these modern extreme groups. In France there is an extreme ecological group that has been making a lot of noise and some extreme actions to alert people and authorities about climate change and asking for something to be done. Interesting, right? Good, right? Except that their actions are VERY dubious in effect. For example some times ago they did protests related to, I think it was the droughts and water supply handlings? I can't recall exactly the why of the protest - but they did so by destroying entire fields and putting several farmers in difficult position because they had their entire crops gone. It wasn't some big mass-industrial farming, it wasn't genetically modified stuff, it was just your regular farmer with his fields, and he had his whole crops destroyed by the group's protect - which wasn't even aimed at him (if I recall there was something about them mistaking his field for another nearby, or something). Now my memory of this case is very blurry as you can see - but one other case popped up just two days ago so I can clearly tell you the problem this time: a few days ago, the group protested against the instalation of a toxic waste disposal site near a city and precisely near a river that passed by the water's city. To protest that and alert the city's citizens, they poured tons of products in the river's water that turned it bright, glowing green - to show them the fear of toxic products reaching them by the water.
But what's the twist of the story? To make the water bright green, they poured ACTUAL toxic chemicals and colorants in the water, which resulted in killing numerous fishes of the river. It went viral on the Internet, the whole "ecologists kill fishes" thing, but it shows how by ignorance (here ignorance of the toxicity of the products you use), those who fight against pollution become the pollution-makers themselves.
Now, that was not related to social things so "woke" isn't to be applied to them - but it is a good illustration of how fighting one extreme can lead to another. But if you want a case of "bad woke" actions I have a perfect one for you - which is from before the term "woke" was taken back by the media. It was something that happened in the French part of Canada (and in general when you want some misguided and extreme woke behavior, you can go to Canada, they are very talented here at misguided good actions). It was a gesture done by Christian (Catholic) religious groups, related to the whole dreadful rediscovery of the horrors of the special so-called "schools" they had prepared for First Nations kids. You know, the ones with mass graves and such. To show that they wanted to bury the past behind them and reject the discrimination of Native-Americans, they decided to collect all sorts of old classics of French childhood literature that had depictions of First Nations people deemed offensive (for example Lucky Luke and Asterix comic books)... and they burned it in a huge bonfire.
Of course, thats CERTAINLY the best way to prove you want to help the people you have persecuted and killed for so long: do not give them money, do not change the laws, do not actually do something for them, just become book-burners! That's CERTAINLY going to help and that's CERTAINLY going to make you the "good guys".
You see what I mean by the "bad woke" movement? It isn't a movement in itself, but just the extremes these attempts at "good" and fighting against discrimination can lead to. Sometimes to the point of just coming off as a new form of discrimination. Another case, that was in France, and done in Paris. I personally think that it was a dubious idea, and maybe someone will disagree with me, but it was a project brought forward - to handle the help provided to rape victims. The whole idea was that man should be banned of all groups, organizations and help systems brought to rape victims, because in the politician's words, women had to stay between themselves, and rape victims had to cut all ties with men to get better. Another similar dubious "woke" incident (it happened, just like the one above, in Paris, because Paris recently went through a wave of bad-woke incidents and propositions thanks to the local government in power), was when a "set of safe space" was created, from which men were banned - all men - and which only welcomed... "Women and transgenders". The phrasing and formula might seem weird, and that's literaly how it was said, and it took not a long time to understand the problem: it welcomed all transgenders, and all women, but banned all men. Aka: transgender men either had to be banned from it, because they were men (so they lied upon saying they welcomed all transgenders) ; either they were allowed in, but thus not recognized as actual "men" and still considered women.
You see how there's some good intentions buried down there, but in effect it is twisted and warped in another form of discrimination?
When it comes to my worries about the new Snow-White movie, it isn't about an active, harmful, reverse-discrimination type of "bad woke". But I do fear about the "accidentally harmful" and "plain ridiculous" bad-woke. To handle the idea that a character named "Snow-White" is black is something that needs carefulness and intelligence - and Disney's had the bluntness and grace of a hammer wielded by an angry bear recently. I have one precise fear for example that I keep repeating around: if they choose to still refer to Snow-White's name as a reference to the fact she has a lighter skin and thus is beautiful because of it, and given they have chosen an actress with a light skin tone - it can result in a scenario enacting "colorism" fully. Aka, a practice and set of worldviews put in place in the slavery and discrimination-era America, about how the lighter the Black person's skin, the "better" and more "beautiful" they were. This resulted in practices such as putting "lighter" Blacks above "darker" ones, for example choosing Black people with light skin to oversee "darker" slaves and the "lighter" ones being given a less harsh treatment than the others.
Its a whole another cesspool of discrimination born of the horror that was America in this era - but it is still something that Afro-American people fight against and dislike today, and something many media have been accused of doing by putting "lighter skinned" Black characters in the position of "prettier" or "better" characters than "darker skinned" ones.
No need to tell you the whole dwarf issue is also a big "bad woke movement" move on the part of Disney. To answer to a loud minority that thinks the dwarfs roles in Snow-White is backward and insulting, they simply decide to erase them from the story... Despite the role of the seven dwarfs being something that many actors with dwarfism enjoy and defend because it was often their first entry into the acting world, and despite the fact that the original Disney seven dwarfs were positive and complex characters that were far more compelling and powerful than many other Snow-White adaptations (in fact, that's the problem, the reason the dwarfs are seen as "backwards" today is because so many post-Disney adaptations reduced them to goofy, joke secondary characters as flat as a cardboard cut-out). There are tons of ways of making the dwarfs strong and badass and cool and powerful characters - and it has been done before. (Just remember how the dwarfs in the original Disney movie are the only ones who stand up to the evil queen, and the only ones who make her VISIBLY AFRAID as they hunt her down to kill her in revenge).
So we come with the mixed and complicated result we have: Because a role is deemed "problematic", it is erased and replaced - but as a result, erasing an opportunity for actors with dwarfism to become famous and appear in a big blockbuster seen by millions is perceived as discrimination against said actors with dwarfism, as they are replaced by so-called "normal" people. They could have simply worked on making the dwarfs' characters a badass role the actors could have had no shame of playing, and they could have just gone wth what the original movie did - make the dwarfs the true heroes and protagonist of the tale. But they rather decided to close the door and make actors with dwarfism even less visible on screen.
I hope it clarifies my whole position on the subject.
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↱ debts and new beginnings ↰
➘ summary : Tobikichi Usahara didn’t expect to ever clear up his debt. Turns out all he needed was a push in the right direction.
 ➘ Tobikichi Usahara x reader , Life Lessons With Uramichi Oniisan x Reader
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Tobikichi Usahara gazed out of the window, his mind swirling with a mixture of anxiety and uncertainty. The bustling city below seemed like a blur as he grappled with the weight of his mounting debts. Despite the vibrant colors of the streets and the cheerful chatter around him, his thoughts were dominated by the shadows of unpaid bills and overdue loans. His days on the set of the popular variety show "Together with Maman" were filled with laughter and camaraderie, but his nights were haunted by financial worries that refused to let him rest.
Tobikichi's co-worker, Yuki, who played alongside him on the show, noticed his distracted demeanor during a break. Yuki had always been perceptive and quick to offer support when needed. As the crew dispersed, Yuki approached Tobikichi with a sympathetic smile.
"Hey, Tobikichi, I've noticed you've been a bit down lately. Is everything okay?"
Tobikichi sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It's these loans, Yuki. They're closing in on me, and I can't seem to find a way out."
Yuki nodded understandingly. "I've been there before. But you know, there might be a way to get some relief. Have you heard of Business Loan Helpers?"
Tobikichi raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Business Loan Helpers? What's that?"
Yuki leaned in, her voice lowered as if sharing a secret. "They're an organization that specializes in helping people like us who are buried in debt. They pay off your loans in exchange for your commitment to work for them. They offer various jobs, and you work off your debt through your hard work."
Tobikichi's interest was piqued, but his skepticism lingered. "Sounds a bit sketchy, doesn't it? What kind of work would they make me do?"
Yuki grinned, reassuringly. "It's not as bad as it might sound. They focus on community service – things like making delivery runs, assisting at animal shelters, and helping out at homeless shelters."
Tobikichi's curiosity battled with his reservations. "Community service? That doesn't sound too bad, I suppose."
After a few days of contemplation, Tobikichi found himself standing in front of the Business Loan Helpers office. The sleek glass doors and modern interior design gave an air of professionalism to the place. Taking a deep breath, he pushed open the door and entered the reception area.
A young woman behind the reception desk looked up from her work and greeted him with a warm smile. "Welcome to Business Loan Helpers! I'm (Y/N). How can I assist you today?"
Tobikichi cleared his throat, feeling a mix of nerves and hope. "I've heard about your services and thought I'd come to learn more."
(Y/N) gestured towards a comfortable seating area. "Of course, please take a seat. I'd be happy to explain everything."
As Tobikichi settled into a chair, he took in the office's clean and inviting atmosphere. "(Y/N), how exactly does Business Loan Helpers work? How can you help me pay off my loans?"
(Y/N) leaned forward, her expression empathetic. "We believe in providing individuals with a fresh start. We pay off your loans for you, and in return, you work for us. The work we offer focuses on community service – things like making delivery runs, assisting at animal shelters, and helping out at homeless shelters."
Tobikichi leaned back, considering the proposition. "So, I'd essentially trade my debt for my time?"
(Y/N) nodded, her smile warm and encouraging. "Exactly. It's a way to not only alleviate your financial burden but also make a positive impact in your community."
Tobikichi's skepticism still lingered, but a glimmer of hope began to emerge. "It's an interesting concept, I'll admit. But is this all above board? I mean, it sounds almost too good to be true."
(Y/N) chuckled softly. "I understand your concerns. We're a legitimate organization, fully registered and operating within the bounds of the law. Our aim is to help individuals while also contributing positively to society."
Tobikichi tapped his fingers thoughtfully. "It's a unique proposition, no doubt. If this is a chance to finally break free from my debts, maybe it's worth a shot."
(Y/N)'s smile widened. "That's all we ask for – an open mind and a willingness to take a step towards change. We'll provide you with all the details, and you can decide if this path aligns with your goals."
As Tobikichi walked out of the Business Loan Helpers office, a mix of uncertainty and newfound hope churned within him. The idea of swapping his debts for meaningful work was intriguing, but he knew that challenges would undoubtedly arise. Little did he realize that this decision would not only reshape his financial landscape but also lead him on a journey of self-discovery, unexpected friendships, and the opportunity to make a tangible difference in the lives of others through the act of service.
Weeks turned into months, and Tobikichi's days became a whirlwind of activity as he juggled his responsibilities on the set of "Together with Maman" and his commitments to Business Loan Helpers. With each passing day, he felt a growing sense of fulfillment that he hadn't experienced in a long time. The weight of his financial burden was gradually lifting, replaced by a newfound purpose and a community of like-minded individuals.
Tobikichi's interactions with his co-stars and the crew on the variety show began to evolve as well. He found himself sharing his experiences with Aoi and Yuki, his once-private struggles now serving as a bridge to deeper connections. The camaraderie that had always existed on set deepened, as everyone rallied around each other's victories and challenges.
One afternoon, during a break on set, Yuki approached Tobikichi with a smile. "You seem more alive these days, Tobikichi. Something's changed."
Tobikichi chuckled, a genuine warmth in his eyes. "It's true. Ever since I joined Business Loan Helpers, I've found a sense of purpose that I didn't realize I was missing. Helping out at the shelters, making those delivery runs – it's been eye-opening."
Yuki nodded, clearly pleased to see the positive impact that Tobikichi's decision had brought to his life. "It's amazing how sometimes the most unexpected choices can lead to the most fulfilling outcomes."
As time passed, Tobikichi's involvement with Business Loan Helpers became more ingrained in his routine. He became adept at his delivery runs, navigating the city streets with ease. He formed bonds with the shelter animals, providing them with much-needed care and affection. And as he helped out at the homeless shelters, he began to understand the stories and struggles of the individuals he encountered, building bridges of empathy and compassion.
One day, after finishing his shift at the animal shelter, Tobikichi received a call from (Y/N), the founder of Business Loan Helpers. Her voice held a note of excitement as she shared some news.
"Tobikichi, we've noticed your dedication and the positive impact you've been making. We'd like to offer you an opportunity to take on a leadership role within our organization."
Tobikichi's heart raced, a mixture of surprise and pride welling up within him. "A leadership role? What would that entail?"
(Y/N) explained, "We've seen your commitment, and we believe your experience and enthusiasm make you a great fit to help guide others who are starting on this journey. You'll be responsible for mentoring new participants and helping them navigate their own path toward debt relief and community service."
Tobikichi's mind raced as he considered the proposition. The idea of mentoring others resonated deeply with him, a chance to pay forward the support and guidance he had received.
"I'd be honored to take on that role," he replied, his voice filled with determination. "I want to help others discover the same sense of purpose and empowerment that I've found."
(Y/N)'s smile was evident in her voice. "We're thrilled to have you on board, Tobikichi. Your journey is just beginning, and we're excited to see how far you'll go."
As Tobikichi hung up the phone, he couldn't help but reflect on how far he had come since that first hesitant step into the Business Loan Helpers office. The shadows of his financial worries had gradually given way to the light of meaningful work, personal growth, and the warmth of new friendships. With a renewed sense of purpose, Tobikichi looked toward the future with anticipation, ready to embrace the challenges and joys that lay ahead on his path to financial freedom and a life rich with purpose.
As the days turned into weeks, Tobikichi's involvement with Business Loan Helpers deepened. He embraced his new role as a mentor, guiding others who were walking a similar path to the one he had embarked upon. His enthusiasm was infectious, and he found solace in knowing that he was making a real difference in people's lives.
Among those he mentored was a young woman named Mari, who had recently joined the program. She had the same initial skepticism that Tobikichi had felt, but his stories of transformation and growth had inspired her to take the plunge.
During their first meeting, Tobikichi found himself recounting his own journey, the doubts he had overcome, and the unexpected rewards he had reaped. Mari listened with rapt attention, her eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and hope.
"You really think this can work for me too?" Mari asked, a trace of uncertainty in her voice.
Tobikichi smiled warmly, his own experiences lending him a newfound sense of confidence. "Absolutely, Mari. It won't be easy, but if you're willing to put in the effort, you can change your life in ways you never thought possible."
As Tobikichi continued to mentor Mari, he found himself reflecting on the impact that (Y/N) had on his own journey. Her guidance, encouragement, and unwavering belief in him had been pivotal in his transformation. And as he spoke about her to Mari, he couldn't help but notice a growing warmth in his heart.
The more time Tobikichi spent at the Business Loan Helpers office, the more he found himself drawn to (Y/N). He admired her dedication, her passion for helping others, and the way she seamlessly balanced the demands of her role. Her presence brightened even the gloomiest days, and he felt a deep sense of gratitude towards her.
One evening, after a busy day of mentoring and community service, Tobikichi found himself alone in the office with (Y/N). They had just finished discussing the progress of some of the participants, and (Y/N) turned to him with a smile.
"I've been hearing such positive feedback about your mentoring, Tobikichi. You have a way of inspiring others and helping them find their own strengths."
Tobikichi's heart swelled with pride at her words. "(Y/N), I have to admit, your support and guidance have been instrumental in my own journey. I wouldn't be where I am today without you."
(Y/N)'s cheeks tinged with a faint blush, her smile softening. "I'm glad to hear that, Tobikichi. It's always rewarding to see the impact we're making in people's lives."
As Tobikichi looked into her eyes, a warmth spread through his chest. He admired her even more for her humility and dedication, and he couldn't deny the growing affection he felt towards her. But he also couldn't shake the feeling that pursuing anything beyond a professional relationship could complicate things – not just for him, but for the participants who looked up to him as a mentor.
As the days turned into weeks, Tobikichi continued to spend time with (Y/N) while focusing on his mentorship role. Their conversations deepened, and he cherished the moments when their paths crossed. And though he kept his feelings in check, he couldn't help but wonder if (Y/N) sensed the subtle shift in his demeanor.
With each passing day, Tobikichi's admiration for (Y/N) grew stronger, and he found himself more thankful than ever for the chance Business Loan Helpers had given him – not just for the debt relief, but for the opportunity to connect with someone who had played a significant role in his journey towards a better life.
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Any thoughts on the leaks from the new chapter??
I really enjoyed the dialogue between izuku and tomura this chapter, especially that unhinged look on izukus face as he says he'll rip the damn rug/cover with his own hands if he has too. And that last panel between izuku and toshi, the "you can be a hero!" scene but now saying he needs to let go of ofa...wow, cinema.
Overall i liked it, but I feel a bit aprehensive about certain things, especially after seeing opinions on twt. I knew izuku would most likely give up ofa at the end of the series, so im sad about it (dont get me wrong, izuku giving up ofa of all things so he can save tomura is beautiful,,,,, but im just a big fan of izuku with ofa and everything that it means 😭 i want him to keep his haunted quirk and ofamily). But then on twt everyone was so hyped up and talking about izuku getting New Order.. which left me confused not gonna lie, bc other than Star pointing at something, I didn't get any idea of Izuku getting her quirk. But again, my reading analysis could be in the mud lol. Some say Aura Might is gonna give up his place for Star in ofa, or afo is joining the fight with his trump card, others say the quirk will spread to class 1A, so when izuku opens the vault door, the vestiges of 1A will help him. I have no idea, anything is possible i suppose. As for izuku, while I think at some point he will give up ofa, I think he might hesitate at first (??) Like toshinori, he connects his worth to having a quirk, so emotionally speaking it won't be easy for him in my opinion. But let's see!
I'm gonna be a bit mean for a second and say that "Izuku getting New Order" and "Class 1A shares OFA (Monoma Neito found dead in Miami)" are by far my least favorite fandom theories lmfao.
Anyway, you're definitely right on the money about this also being a battle Re: Izuku's own self perception and who he is without OFA. Izuku and Tomura's biggest hang ups boil down to how they both perceive themselves and how that perception was essentially forced onto both of them by other people until they both internalized it as "fundamentally true" (Izuku believing that he's worthless/useless, Tomura believing that he's evil and that he's having a ~peachy-keen~ time rn). Chapter 412/413 have set the stage for this conflict to finally come to the forefront, so I'm excited to see where things go.
As for Star, people who believe her quirk is "the will of heroism that's gonna get passed on to Izuku" are missing the point of her character, I feel. Star's quirk was cool, but it was also another shining example of a quirk "not being what makes someone an actual hero"-- Star used her quirk to do some pretty fucked up things during her fight with TomurAFO, and ultimately, the moments where she chose NOT to use her quirk and chose NOT to prioritize "the greater good" over everything else are actually her defining heroic moments:
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(^ the implication of this scene being that her vestige stopped short of obliterating AFO because she found Tenko hidden inside him)
Izuku has already inherited "the will of heroism" as Star defines it. The will of heroism is more or less "noticing that someone needs help and choosing to act on it." There is beauty in simplicity and trying to work "Izuku obtaining new order" into the mix takes the focus away from that, I feel. Star notices Tenko needs help, and instead of using the last embers of her existence to extinguish AFO, she instead uses those embers to reach out to Toshi and point out where Tenko has hidden himself. Toshi alerts Kudou, who then decides to place his faith in Izuku's ability to save Tomura's heart, and so on and so forth.
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(A certain someone else also inherited that will, but he's just being a massive fucking tsundere about it. Can't wait for someone to finally call his ass out when the inevitable mind-meld happens.) (/hj)
Anyway, I feel u regarding the OFA vestiges-- but at the same time, I think it's good that they're finally being allowed some autonomy in how they choose to go out considering how they lived/died in the first place. I still maintain that we're gonna end up whittling OFA down to Yoichi, Toshi, and Nana bc they're the three most deeply connected to Tomura (in addition to having the most unresolved feelings and lingering regrets centered around Tomura/AFO). I also think it's pretty neat how "One for All" is now coming apart at the seams because they're starting to work together for "the one" rather than the "all," if you catch my drift ;)
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ATEEZ Mingi MBTI Analysis
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An in-depth analysis of an idol's MBTI type. Based on my opinion and observations, may change later. Not an expert.
Also happy birthday to this lovely man :)
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ESFP (Se - Fi - Te - Ni)
Dom: Se (Extroverted Sensing)
A perceiving function that uses our 5 senses to process the external world.
Snippet from his September Singles interview:
I debuted to show people my dance and vocals. But it is true that I hadn’t thought too deeply about how celebrities are expected to be more responsible and lead flawless lifestyles. I’ve always wanted to live as free as a bird, so these expectations felt like a huge burden at one point. But now I think they’re good for me. Having to live up to so many expectations means I have so much room for improvement at all times.
As Se is a present minded function, it seems like Mingi usually makes decisions on a whim - he didn't fully think about the problems of celebrity life as he was only focused on being a performer. He just jumped into it. Se can be prone to being impulsive as it's often a "just do it" mindset.
When writing songs, Mingi takes inspiration from his current surroundings. He talks about it in their little interview with Jonathan, how he gets inspired from what he sees on the streets.
Mingi, who explains his process of cataloguing his many thoughts to later draw from. “I write down a lot of them as memos on my phone, so I always go back to them to see if they match what we’re going through (as a group); that’s how I write my lyrics,” he says. “Sometimes I’ll think of it as writing a script, to really get into that persona." - i-D vice interview
Aux: Fi (Introverted Feeling)
A judging function that uses one's own values and belief to compare and make choices
Similar to Fi dom San, Mingi has a focus on being genuine as well. He wants a certain image for himself and puts in effort to build that image (fashion, the way he writes music). He only cares about his own perception of himself and wishes for others to have the mindset as well.
Mingi's always been a free spirit, but his longing for authentic self expression clashed with having to conform to idol standards. This likely caused an internal self conflict within Mingi. During his hiatus, he mentioned taking the time to have deep reflection on himself and wanting to be himself more, wanting to be better. High Fi users often want to work on expressing themselves authentically, wanting to be their most honest and best selves.
Tert: Te (Extroverted Thinking)
A judging function that uses established facts and systems to make objective, working decisions.
Mingi has stated he likes to gain new experiences as they can serve as some sort of life lesson. A bit of a mix of Se - Te statement though; Se likes experiences and he is able to put these lessons to use (Te).
Inf: Ni (Introverted Intuition)
A perceiving function that uses one's own personal insights and ideas
He seems to have some decent use of Ni - he has been planning his career and goals since he was a teenager and has successfully reached those goals. Still it is inferior as most of his choices have mainly been spontaneous. However, he's still glad of the way things turned out for him in the end.
I would also like to think Ni helped Mingi with his self reflection during his hiatus. Se doms can use their inferior Ni to search inside themselves to see what they truly want in life.
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Why he's not an ENTP (Ne - Ti - Fe - Si)
I do not see Ne dominance in Mingi or any Ne usage in him in general. Comparing him to actual Ne users Yeosang (INTP) and Yunho (I'm currently unsure if he's an ENTP or ESFJ. That Ne - Fe is strong in him tho), even to inferior Ne types like Hwa (ISFJ) and Jongho (ISTJ)... I do not see it strong enough in Mingi for him to be typed as an ENTP or any Ne type.
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Other analysis:
Enneagram | Birth chart
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The Terrifying Ordeal of Falling in Love with Leon Kennedy
CHAPTER 12
Pairing: Leon Kennedy x Reader (female reader)
Series Warnings: Minor injuries, Leon teases reader a lot, Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Drinking, Drinking followed by driving, DO NOT DO THAT THIS IS FICTION, Anxiety, Leon S. Kennedy has PTSD, Leon has an anxiety attack, Anxiety Attacks, Swearing, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Nightmares, Leon S. Kennedy has Nightmares, Cuddling & Snuggling, Probably incorrect medical talk, Strangulation in one tiny little scene, Reader's brother was a cop who was KIA, Slow Burn, Slow Build, Grief/Mourning, Christmas Fluff, Mistletoe, Fluff and Smut, Eventual Smut, Arguing, Love Confessions, Looking for Alaska is mentioned, Inconvenient Love Confessions, Penis In Vagina Sex, Dirty Talk, Dirty Thoughts, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Leon loves eating Pussy change my mind, Shower Makeout, romantic smut, Desperate Leon S. Kennedy, They are both desperate for each other tbh, They say I love you as they come, Scar Kissing, Enthusiastic Consent, Always pee after sex, UTI PREVENTION, POV First Person, No use of Y/N
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September 2004
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It’s you, it’s you, you make me sing
You’re every line, you’re every word
You’re everything
-Everything, Michael Bublé
I step into the apartment, loud enough that Leon can hear it so I don’t startle him. Sliding my sneakers off, I catch a whiff of my scrubs and cringe. A patient decided that the best place to puke was on me. At the lack of sound, I vaguely wonder if he’s not home. But his shoes are here. And his jacket.
“Leon?” I shout, before I hear the sounds of movement from the bedrooms. Feet hitting the floor, shuffling around, footsteps moving toward the living room.
“Hey you,” he replies before he comes into view. He’s holding a book. Leon is reading? He opens his arms up and I sigh, disappointed that I can’t hug him quite yet, not unless he wants a big fat noseful of whatever the guy ate for lunch that day mixed with stomach bile.
“I got puked on. I’ll give you a hug after I shower, yeah?” I chuckle before rushing to the bathroom. He looks a bit disappointed as he drops his arms but at catching a whiff of my scrubs, he suddenly looks very grateful. As I pass him, I lean in and press a kiss on his cheek. Go before you see how uncomfortable you just made him.
The shower is brief and I find myself leaving the bathroom sooner than I figured I would, tying my hair up wet instead of blow-drying it. Leon’s hunched over something on the couch and I tiptoe quietly until I’m right behind him. It’s been a month. He can handle it if I scare him a little, right? I take a breath, ready to blow a raspberry in his direction.
“Good shower, sweetheart?” The raspberry blows anyways, the sound slowly fading into disappointment. Of course, I can’t get the jump on him, Mr. Secret Agent.
“How do you do that?” I groan, coming around the side of the couch to perch next to him.
“I’m pretty perceptive. Kinda in the job description.” Leon hasn’t taken his eyes off of the pages, and while I have a moment, I really take him in. The dark circles under his eyes aren’t nearly as bad as usual, hair hanging loose down over his face, and I resist the temptation to brush it out of his eyes, fingers twitching in my lap anyways. He’s clad in a tight white tee shirt that’s tucked into a pair of black slacks, and it takes a second for me to realize they’re dress pants.
“What are you reading? And what are you dressed up for?”
“Ah, Nurse Nosy, how are you? It’s been a while.” He finally looks up at me with a small smirk as I smack the back of my hand on his arm. “To answer your first question, this is ‘Don Quixote’. It’s a novel about a man who has read so many chivalric novels that he goes mad and decides to become ‘caballero andante’.”
“Which means?” I ask, hand waving. He loves doing this. Speaking in languages I don’t understand so I have to ask for translations. He chuckles, marking his place by folding in the corner of the page - the reader in me screams in agony - before turning toward me, elbow resting on the back of the couch, head on his hand. His lazy smile brings a smile to my own face, mistreatment of a book forgotten, hugging my knees to my chest and resting my chin on top of them.
“It means ‘errant knight’ which is basically a knight who wanders the land in search of chivalrous adventures.”
“Am I allowed to ask what encouraged you to read this strange obscure novel?” His features drop, and for a second, I wonder if I maybe wasn’t supposed to ask. “Or is it classified?” I tack on as if that will save the look of despair that has taken root on his features.
“No, you can. First of all, it’s not obscure, you’re just uncultured.” A smack lands on his arm, which brings a small smile flitting across his features before vanishing again. “When I was in Spain, there was this man… He was honestly more of an annoyance most of the time and he wouldn’t shut up about this book. Kept referring to it, and even called me ‘Sancho’, who is Don Quixote’s squire throughout the book. He’s known for his broad humor and his ‘earthy wit’.” He speaks easily, but that haunted look hasn’t budged from his face.
“Sounds like you.” A small smile. He won’t make eye contact anymore though, as if he’s trying to find something tacked to the floorboards.
“I just figured I should read it so I could understand what he was talking about since he saved my life.”
“I’d love to meet him. Anyone who can make you willingly pick up a book is clearly a miracle worker.” But Leon stays silent. I reach forward, placing my hand on his arm, a questioning look on my face as he finally looks up, as if just realizing I’m still here.
“He didn’t make it.” Shit.
“I’m so sorry, Leon. I didn’t mean-”
“It’s okay. He would have gotten a kick out of teasing you.” The light has returned to his eyes. He’s still here. In this room. On the couch. With me.
“Why?” I gasp, feigning offense.
“Because you’re easy to tease.” He says it with such humor, and his eyes shine with an ‘I wouldn’t want to be anywhere but here’ light. I press my hand to my forehead dramatically, a giggle leaving my lips as I throw my head back. “And to answer your second question, I have a dinner to go to tonight.”
“Ooo got a hot date, Kennedy?” I tease, leaning forward again so I’m looking at him head-on. Please don’t say yes.
“Nah. Some dinner I got invited to by some big wig. Figured it’d be rude if I didn’t go.” I shouldn’t be relieved. I release a breath I didn’t know I was holding, slowly, praying Leon doesn’t notice the relief on my face.
“Fun times. So I’m making ramen for one then?” I joke, a smirk on my lips.
“Well, I was hoping you wouldn’t make ramen at all.” He watches with amusement as my eyes crinkle, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “Come with me tonight?” Sorry?!
“Leon, I can’t go to some big wig’s dinner party. I don’t know the first thing about-”
“And that’s why I’ll be right there with you the whole time.” He sets the hand not supporting his head on my knee, thumb rubbing light circles against the skin which definitely doesn’t send a jolt through my nerve endings. “You can say no, sweetheart.”
“Why would you want me to go? I’ll probably embarrass you or something.”
“Because you’re my best friend. And I really don’t wanna do this alone,” he admits. Vulnerable. I lean back until my back is resting on the couch, head crunched forward at an angle that will definitely get uncomfortable after too long.
“And if I was to go to this party, what would I wear?” The corner of his mouth raises into a teasing smile.
“Oh, I already thought of that.” He fucking winks. I’m so fucked.
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“What if I had said I didn’t want to go?” I ask, fingers nervously playing with the hem of the short royal blue cocktail dress.
“Then I would have understood and gone on my own,” he says, fingers tapping on the steering wheel to the beat of some Michael Bublé song.
“I was talking about the dress.” He looks over, eyebrow raised. His gaze practically screams ‘God, you’re a brat’.
“Well, then you would have gotten a new dress to wear on your next date.” I laugh out loud before slapping a hand over my mouth. “What’s funny?” I drop my hand.
“That you think I go on dates.” Admitting it feels like a rock in my chest. I don’t go on dates cause there’s only one guy I want to go out with.
“Come on, I’m sure you could easily get a date.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I ask incredulously - not offended, just confused - looking at him. In the blackness of the night, I swear his cheeks darken.
“You’re gorgeous. Anyone with eyes can see that.”
“Oh really?” I ask, teasing and he rolls his eyes like he always does, but inside I’m screaming. HE THINKS YOU’RE GORGEOUS!!
“Don’t let it go to your head, sweetheart,” he chides, turning the wheel into what I assume is the parking lot as I glance out the window. Holy. Fucking. Shit.
That’s the White House.
“Leon, that’s the fucking White House,” I blurt out and he laughs.
“Good to see your eyes still work.” He laughs. He laughs. I stare at him, wide eyes, mouth agape, the whole spiel. The car rolls to a stop outside the front door. “You’re gonna catch flies, sweetheart.” Then he’s getting out of the car. He hands the keys to my car to what I assume is a valet before walking around to my door, pulling the handle open, and offering me a hand. His black suit jacket accents his shoulders, and the blue tie he has wrapped around his throat perfectly matches the dress he bought me.
“You didn’t tell me this was at the White House, Leon,” I say, an accusatory tone prevalent in each word and he smiles sheepishly. He knows the tone rises from anxiety, not from actual anger.
“Little late to turn back now though, isn’t it?” Leon remarks, eyebrows raised in question. “Do you trust me?” The memory flies in front of my eyes.
“I trusted you,” he starts, swinging his leg off the bike to stand in front of me, unused helmet still clasped between his fingers, which are clad in fingerless gloves, almost perfectly blending in with the black leather jacket he donned for the evening. “I need you to trust me too.”
I grab his hand, a silent signal between us that I do, in fact, trust him. Leon gently helps me out of the car, well aware that heels are not my specialty. This dress suddenly feels quite short, and my fingers mindlessly grip the bottom, pulling it down slightly as Leon wraps my hand around the crook of his elbow as we mount the steps. Ever the gentleman.
“Any other details you forgot to mention?” I stutter out the question, anxiety pooling in my stomach as opposed to the pool of arousal it was earlier at the sight of Leon coming out of his bedroom, fully suited up and looking like a dream.
“I may be the guest of honor.” Oh, you have got to be shitting me. At least I did my makeup.
“Agent Kennedy!” President Graham is standing there, green eyes shining and blonde hair styled neatly, and Leon releases my arm to shake hands with the man. The fucking president.
“President Graham. It’s good to see you again,” he chatted as if it was the most normal thing in the world.
“Likewise. I’m assuming you’re readjusting well.” President Graham speaks with such an air of familiarity, it’s almost like they’ve been friends for years.
“As well as can be expected.”
“And who’s this lovely young woman?” President Graham steps forward, hand outstretched in greeting, which I take with a deep breath. In through the nose, out through the mouth. You can do this.
“This is my girlfriend.” Wait, girlfriend??? Leon gives the man my name, but my mind is on overdrive, and I can barely process anything other than the blood pounding in my ears and his hand on the small of my back; a searing touch that sets every nerve ending on fire. Girlfriend? President Graham absolutely beams, his smile bright.
“Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Your boyfriend truly is a lifesaver,” he brags in Leon’s stead.
“She doesn’t know too many of the details, confidentiality and whatnot, Sir.”
“Ah. Certainly. I’ll refrain from saying much more.” He pauses, glancing around the room before gesturing to a room off to the left. “Shall we head in?” Leon releases a deep sigh, signaling he would rather be anywhere but here before nodding respectfully. The fiery touch on my spine shifts to my waist, leaving a trail of roasted skin that I can almost guarantee would be cooked medium rare had it been there much longer. Finally gathering what sanity I have left, I lean toward the agent, ensuring the president is out of earshot.
“Girlfriend?” It’s the only thing I can think to ask, despite everything going on around me.
“You just met the President and he called me a ‘lifesaver’ and all you can think to ask is why I called you my girlfriend?” Leon feigns irritation, but it’s clear he’s enjoying getting a reaction from me, his face inches from mine to whisper in my ear. His breath is warm and I can smell the spearmint. The goddamn spearmint.
“I’m working up to the other questions, asshole.” I think my reactions are fairly justified based on principle alone. He didn’t tell me where we were going, didn’t tell me who would be here, and he sure as hell didn’t mention this whole dinner party is for him.
“I figured it’d be easier to just call you my girlfriend so that we didn’t spend all night hearing ‘oh, you two would make a lovely couple’ or ‘why haven’t you scooped that one up, Leon’ or the teasing remarks to you like ‘oh, look at Leon. Isn’t he handsome?’ I figured I’d spare you the embarrassment,” he explains, and I’m grateful he thought that far ahead.
“Okay that actually makes a lot of sense.” He gives me a look of ‘duh. I know what I’m doing.’ We step into the main dining room and I feel my anxiety return in full force at the sight of the room. It is full of people. Most of whom are probably government officials.
“Relax.” His voice is like honey, smooth and sweet, reeling me back from the edge of the spiraling thoughts. “I’ve got you.” “I need you to trust me too.” rings in my ears.
“Leon!” A feminine voice yelps, and a young girl, blonde and beautiful, rushes up to us and immediately wraps her arms around Leon. She’s wearing a deep forest green off-the-shoulder dress, skirt flaring at the hips. Light makeup, and I vaguely wonder how old she is. She looks about Natalie’s age. I back off, Leon’s hand slipping from my waist - a momentary break from the heat that radiates from him - worried about intruding as my heart squeezes. You don’t know. He did tell people you were his girlfriend. He’s not seeing her. Probably. 
“Ashley,” he chuckles as he gives her a one armed hug, comfortable. Friendly. The woman releases him from her grip before she sees me; a smile breaking out across her face.
“Who’s this?” His arm is back. I can feel the warmth through the fabric of the dress, and if I didn’t know better, I would have assumed this material was much thinner than it actually is.
“This is my girlfriend.” Ashley giggles at his words before wrapping her small arms around me. Stunned, I stand there like a statue for a moment before finally, I hesitantly hug her back. She removes herself as quickly as she attached, and holds my shoulders with her palms, which are quite chilly compared to Leon’s heat.
“It’s nice to finally meet you. Leon talked about you all the time while we were in Spain.” I feel more than see his eye roll, paired with an irritated huff.
“Ashley, we were a bit too busy running for me to be able to talk about her all the time.” I glance back at him and find a dusting of pink across his cheeks and nose. Embarrassed.
“I don’t know. You mentioned her a few times, especially after that Ramon guy threw her picture at you.”
“Yeah and then I shot him. How about we talk about something else, yeah?” Leon’s face shines with discomfort, fingers twitching against my back, causing me to shift from the ticklish sensation. He notices this and immediately hides a smile, newfound knowledge. Ashley launches into talking about how much she missed her sorority sisters and her father while they were away, and despite my gaze being on her, only half of my attention is there. His fingers brush against the same spot as before with an even lighter touch, and I find myself unable to control how I shift away from him, and he chuckles darkly against my temple. “Didn’t know you were ticklish, sweetheart.”
The President stands, all smiles and happiness, before announcing that there’s food in the next room and that he wants this evening to be more about Leon and Ashley coming home safely than some silly dinner etiquette. I release a breath as he finishes speaking, and Leon’s fingers dig into my side a bit harder, forcing a squeak from my lips in the silence of the room that follows the president’s words. Cheeks flushing a deep crimson as every pair of eyes in the room lands on Leon and I, his arm resting innocently against my side now before he chuckles.
“Bless you.” And everyone stops paying attention. I smack him in the stomach and he exhales a quick puff of air at the suddenness of it before breaking out into a grin. “Very ticklish. Got it.”
“That wasn’t funny,” I scold, embarrassment still hot on my face.
“It was a little funny.” That smirk. That fucking wink. That ‘you know you love it’ attitude. Leon Kennedy was a menace.
“Agent Kennedy, got a minute to chat?” A balding man walks up, glasses spotted from grime, and I resist the temptation to offer to clean them off.
“Absolutely, Secretary Wilson.” Wilson turns his eyes to me for a brief second.
“Privately,” he adds, and Leon sighs.
“Secretary, I promised I wouldn’t leave my girlfriend alone tonight. How about we set something up first thing Monday morning, and we can discuss whatever it is then.” His tone is firm, confident, speaking to this high ranking official like the man was some silly little intern who desired his attention. I suppose saving the president’s daughter does give you certain privileges.
“It’s about Los Illuminados, Kennedy.” I look to Leon for a translation and find his face completely drained of its color.
“Like I said,” he begins, and it’s clear he’s frustrated now. “First thing Monday. I can be there-”
“I got her.” Ashley’s arm loops through mine, clearly having been eavesdropping but the relief I feel at her salvation makes it a forgivable offense. “We’ll go get a drink while you talk, then you come find us afterwards, yeah?” She phrases it as a question, but it’s pretty clear it’s not.
“Ashley, I appreciate it but-” Leon starts, but stops as I rest my hand on his arm, catching his attention.
“It’s okay. Go. I’ll be fine with Ashley for a few minutes.” He’s important. They respect him. They need him.
“Sweetheart, I can-”
“Go before I push you. Duty calls, Kennedy.” I wink, a reassuring smile on my face as Ashley begins to tug me away in the other direction with a giggle, and I maintain eye contact with him long enough to see him sigh before turning back to Secretary Wilson. Ashley laughs lightly as she leads us through hallways until we come to a room that is completely empty. I look around, confused for a moment, before I see the blonde reach for two glasses and a bottle of wine.
“You look like you need a drink.”
“Is it that obvious?” I chuckle, gently sitting down on the small sofa next to her, the plush pink cushion practically flattening under our combined weights.
“No. I just know the look because I used to see it in the mirror. That ‘this is too much’ expression.” She hands me a glass filled with a bubbling white wine, the color contrasting against her green nails that match her dress.
“I can’t imagine adjusting to that spotlight was easy,” I mutter, before I look at her. She shrugs nonchalantly, like it wasn’t her entire life that became the talk of America.
“I got used to it. Never been kidnapped though. Or infected with some creepy bio weapon parasite. That was a new one.” 
“It was a parasite? And you were infected?” I ask, not trying to pry, but accidentally letting curiosity take over. She nods.
“Mhm. Leon was too.” He was infected? Why didn’t he tell me?
“It must have been terrifying.” I say, trying not to seem surprised as to not make her feel like she’s spilling secrets. She nods, eyes glassy before she takes a deep breath.
“It was. But I never would have made it if it wasn't for Leon. He saved me.” I chuckle, gaze locked on the swirling liquid in the crystal glass in my hands. 
“He’s good at that. Saving people.”
“Did he save you? Is that how you met?” She asks, kicking her heels off and sitting cross legged on the couch, like a teenager ready to get some juicy gossip.
“That’s not how we met, no. But he did save me.” She raises her eyebrows, silently begging me to continue. “He didn’t save me from zombies or monsters or anything. He saved me from… well, me. I used to spend every night alone, reading or playing video games. But now? I’ll do things. I’ll go out with Claire and Jill, I’ll try a new hobby just for the hell of it, I’m even thinking of going back to school. I never would have considered those things before I met him.”
“Was there a turning point? Where you felt like he really changed you?” Of course.
“It was when he made me get on that god forsaken motorcycle,” I laugh, and it quickly devolves into a fit of giggles with the young girl. She reminds me so much of Natalie.
“He really did talk about you. More on the plane ride home than anything, and he didn’t say much. He was so antsy, and at first I thought it was just his adrenaline wearing off, but he kept looking at his watch and then the flight time. Like he was counting down the time til we landed.” Ashley explains. “I’m glad he asked you out.” I suddenly feel like a liar, guilt settling in the pit of my stomach. “With what he said on the plane, I wasn’t sure he was going to.” Don’t ask her. But what would he have said?
“What did he say?” Damnit. Maybe I do deserve the nickname Nurse Nosy.
“Well, he told me that you are a nurse and that you guys are best friends.” I visibly relax, thinking it’s nothing to make my mind short circuit. Then she keeps going. “He said that he doesn’t feel like he’s home after a mission until he’s gotten one of your hugs. That you always smell like warm vanilla, despite your hands always being cold. Said you’re the only one who has ever made him feel safe. Like really, truly safe. He told me that you can’t choose between pink and yellow as your favorite color, that it changes based on the day. You love lavender, but orchids hold a special place in your heart.”
“I don’t know how he remembers all that…” It’s all I can think to say, having finished off the glass of wine, my fingers tangle together, trying to resist the urge to pick at my cuticles.
“Do you remember those things about him?”
“Of course I do. But it’s different, I-” Stop. Don’t do this. Don’t say it out loud.
“I mean, he told me that he lo-”
“There you girls are.” Leon’s there. Standing in the doorway, suit jacket unbuttoned and tie loosened, and I want to beg Ashley to ‘please, just finish the sentence.’ But I don’t. And she doesn’t continue, because now she’s been caught sharing his secrets and her face is bright pink with a blush and the moment is gone. 
“Sorry. We wanted a drink and to take a break from the crowd,” Ashley apologizes easily, and it’s not a lie. We both stand and I hold Ashley’s cold hand while she slips her golden heels back on, before we all walk out of the quiet room, and back into the crowd of schmoozers and politicians, all the while my head is screaming ‘he told me he lo-’
What did he tell her?
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TUNA CONGRATS ON THE MILESTONE!!! I MIGHT HAVE ACCIDENTALLY SENT AN ASK BEFORE I FINISHED TYPING-
you can crucify me and like stab me for that I don’t mind-
Omg your art has this cute bouncy quality to it, I love love love it!!!!! It’s so cute??? But also has this paintery quality to it, I totes dig it!!!!
Tuna’s overblot design? Pogging-
You’re super cool and I am high key shivering in my boots typing this out to you-
Erm for the event can I get Ceru Marple?
Fav thing to do in the summer would be reading a good book in the shade. It’s an excellent time to read, with the sunlight warming their skin.
What they would do at the party? Beach volleyball sounds super fun! They’ll love to play~ whoever’s on the opposite team is going to get destroyed/j
Their Favourite colour is light blue!
Ceru plans to wear swimming trunks and a jacket over it. Y’all gotta pay for the midriff/j
They’ll bring along sunscreen, and a cooler bag full of cold drinks! Well, perhaps some interesting potions mixed within…
Can I bring you as a plus one/j
Most likely I’ll bring Grim! Convinced him with tuna, what else-
THANK YOU SO MUCH ANS CONGRATS ON THE MILESTONE!!’n
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--- The sun was harsh, but Ceru was prepared! Quickly setting up under one of the breach umbrellas they were quick to get their sunscreen and jacket ready. After setting up the volleyball net with Leona, Tuna trotted over to see Ceru. "Hey!!! I'm so glad you could make it!!! When I got your RSVP I was so happy!" The smile on Tuna's face seemed to stretch for miles. Leona yelled out from the makeshift volleyball court "Come on we don't have all day, are you two playing or not?" After a nod of agreement from Ceru and Grim, the two followed after Tuna to the court. "Alright!" Tuna exclaimed "It'll be me, Ceru and Grim VS Leona and Ruggie!" With a smug grin Leona questioned "What? you guys get a third and we don't? seems a bit unfair doesn't it... Well whatever, we'll still win against you pipsqueaks" The trio grimaced at the snide remark but readied themselves on their side of the net. "You're gonna eat those words Leona!" Tuna wailed as they set the ball. The game was heating up! Players running about the field and tumbling through the sand. Tuna performed a few exaggerated shots, yelling 'ROLLING THUNDER' after some rolls. Leona retorted with a hard spike, but Ceru was able to catch the ball! However, the pure strength behind the shot sent the ball flying up high. Tuna and Grim both reach for the ball, but end up missing the receive! Depth perception be damned this ball was gone! Point for Leona & Ruggie. The game went on plenty, but it was quite an easy win for the two opposing jocks. I mean they do play Magift and train constantly, it should be no surprise. Ceru, Tuna and Grim collapse to the sand a sigh of defeat resonates through the air. "Welp..." Tuna sighed but gave a light hearted chuckle "Don't worry team! We'll win the next one for sure!" "THE NEXT ONE?!" Grim and Ceru exclaim, not understanding Tuna's never ending energy. ---
AAAA THANK YOUUUUU SO SO MUCH FOR UR KIND WORDS AAAAA IM GLAD U ENJOY MY ART AND EVERYHTING AAAA <3 I APPRECIATE IT ALL SM TOT <3 & dw!!! I don';t see any extra/ double asks so ur all good! ALSO YESS I HAD SM FUN DOIN THE OVERBLOT IT WAS QUITE DIFFERENT FROM WHAT I NORMALLY DO SO IM GLAD U LIKED IT SO!
Ceru is so pretty aaauughh!!! My heart!!! I wasn't sure of their pronouns or anything so i kept it gender neutral i hope thats ok!!! I wanted us to win so badly but bro ain't no way against the savanaha claw duo LMAOOOO I'm sure after all that exercise tho a nice book and drink to relax with will feel much more gratifying!!!
THANK YOU AGAIN FOR COMING TO THE PARTY AAAA
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He's still the biggest red flag of the current event, but I wanna know if you'd go "yeah, but he's hot so I'd try anyway" lol.
I mean for me, if you did make the boss dateable in some Alternate Universe (even if it's only for a short time), for funsies, I'd give it a shot.
I'd flame out and burn out hard, but I still think I'd give it a try. I'd be a falling fireball, and I'd hit the ground hard. But at the very least, it'd be entertaining.
Also for me, as aesthetically pleasing to the eye the boss is, I'm more intrigued by his story and what skeletons he has in the closet.
I mean, Navia-mun, you hint at his red flags and his treatment of Cupid and Eros, which means there's a story there. Whether or not he's sympathetic is another issue entirely, but I'd like to hear his story.
Also, given his very bright red flags (attire not withstanding), I also think he'd be super interesting to write as a yandere, if he isn't already one in your mind.
To what extent will he go to, if someone's caught his eye? What sort of things would cause him to be obsessed with someone? Which aspects of his personality would end up coming out more if he does end up being matched with someone?
I think these are all interesting questions the Boss character raises, and I would like to see what sort of character he is or would be, if he was datable.
This was a super long winded ask, but the short answer is yes. Yes, if you made him dateable, I'd shoot my shot and see if I end up his match. And then if not, at least my attempt will be an entertaining fail.
Hm... You know, this actually gave me an idea. Unrelated to the event, but as a what if scenario.
(utc for an imagines. tw for yan behavior and tendencies, obsession and possession, isolation, implied murder but not in a way you'd think, manipulation, heavy lean to unrequited love, toxic relationships... And other tws that can spoil him because its a yandere blog. I think that speaks for itself.)
Boss is a yandere that is a mix of possessive and obsessive. In his worklife, personal life, and even to his friends and family, people can just tell that he's distant. Distant and a bit of a cruel man to those who he sees to have some sort of vendetta against him.
He had people that wanted him. He actually had some that were so, so convinced that they were fated to be together. However, it only took one day spent with him to leave, yelling and crying about how he is so 'abusive' and how 'his workers shouldn't tolerate the bs they all go through because of him'.
How amusing, he thinks. Do they honestly think that they had a chance? A sliver of hope that, in some way, he'd love them like how they do? To him, he saw them as obsessive freaks. He was just dishing out who he is.
Now, him falling for someone is almost laughable. He'd probably be the one who'd question why he'd find some form of interest in a romantic relationship. After all, he sees it more as an inconvenience. He doesn't exactly... Get the appeal as others do.
If he were to, God forbid, fall for someone... That someone better be prepared for a man who is more than ready to simply find any means to get to talking with you. He won't plan on showing his hand that he's managing MixMatch and is associated with Celestia Inc. to some degree, since he hates mixing work life with personal life. He'll just... omit it.
Boss is twisted in his perception of who he enjoys being around with. Quite often, you saw how he simply treats his employees like they were just people who can't understand him. It's laughable, actually.
What isn't laughable is his power.
He's not vocal with what he enjoys, opting to simply let you be the judge. You hold the 'gavel', per say; and although he may be the defendant in your eyes, he aspires to be the prosecution.
He wants you to view him more favorably, so it would be convenient for him when things go awry.
He'll treat you better in dates if he had to. God forbid you tell him that he didn't, for he'd rectify it and say that work made him so, so busy to focus on his personal life. He'd be meticulous to what you like and don't like, what you don't tolerate and do...
... And while you're busy focusing on how nicer he became, he'll slowly taint your views, working and worming his way to someone that you can't push away anymore.
He'd slowly push you till you were unable to get your support system back. He'd make extra sure that you yourself will tell them that you can't be near them anymore. He wants you to do the work for him, since if you loved him so much... Wouldn't you do this for your relationship together?
He'd make sure that you understand your place, even if you aren't his worker at the company. He'd deny any sort of reward until he thinks you've 'straightened up'. He wants to see you squirm and struggle on doing just that, because he himself wants to see if you can be strong to withstand the eye of the storm itself.
He'd shower you with love on the first few years, making sure you're well fed-- no, spoiled without a single bat of an eye, and then he has you in the palms of his hands. He's quite well off, so it wouldn't be long to satisfy your greedy mind with things you wished you could afford.
Then... He'll stop.
If you ask him why he stopped, well... You clearly forgot who you're dealing with.
Bit by bit, your relationship will sour. You'll have to work your way into getting the basic necessities because you've been far, far spoiled for his liking. He'll make you writhe as you try to get his affections.
Then, the cycle repeats. Over, and over, and over, and over. He'll make you so spoiled, then he'll deprive you of it.
He doesn't care what violations he's breaking. He doesn't care if you sobbed and kept saying you can't. He does not care if you tell him you're going to die because of how hard he's been on you.
You wanted this life of luxury. You wanted him.
It's not his fault that you can't read the fine print, is it? That you're so busy obsessing over a man's appearance, riches, and even his manners that you forgot the basic decorum. You forgot to act like a proper individual cause you went 'gaga' over him.
And he hates it. He hates that behavior you have.
Really, he doesn't love you like how you love him. He doesn't give any fucks. All he wants is someone who's so dumb to like him just so he'd have a little toy.
What, you're getting mad because of it? Shocker! He doesn't care.
He's not afraid of getting his hands dirty if he was threatened. Unlike you, he had to work for everything he got. In his eyes, no one deserves the fame unless he permits it.
You're fun as a little toy he had, but he grew bored of you. He doesn't want you anymore.
Maybe he can tip those men off to deal with the mess he's faced with.
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