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yappersblog · 2 days
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adore you — emily engstler [requested]
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request. “the cameras at emily's game are always panning towards you be ur in complete awe of her and everyone loves it : and theres a moment where its halftime and its a cute segment of you and emily being cute n kissing 🥹”
tag-list. @euphternal
synopsis. every moments of emily’s matches are important—but the most loved ones are definitely the ones with you in it.
author’s note. loooove this! i’m still working on the other requests, don’t worry, i’m just posting the ones that i’ve already done. i don’t know if it’s good, i’m quite skeptical about ut but i tried my best. hope you’ll like this 💖
help. schatz means treasure in german.
more fics. my head-cannons about emily having a girly gf. go take a look 💋
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“oh god, wait for me please!” you practically shout, trying to make your voice perceptible among the screaming crowds.
“take my hand” emily’s sister screams to you, grabbing your hand in hers and leading you through the basket-ball court—whose filled with people, coaches and cameras ready to record.
while searching for your seats, you can’t help but smile a little when you see more than half of the stands being full of fans—all of them wearing their favorite team’s jersey, some even waving their hand-made board in the air; trying to get one of the players’ attention.
you didn’t expect today’s match to be this full, but you’re not the one complaining—being genuinely happy to witness the fans’ interest increasing for your girl’s team.
the louisville team’s girls work really hard every single day. so, watching them getting the recognition they deserve can’t do anything but warm your heart.
looking around you, you feel the hand of em’s sister tightening around yours; the big-ass crowds scaring you two a little bit—even though you got used to it, it still feels a little bit scary to be surrounded by hundreds of people who don’t really care about pushing you down the floor, or even squashing you and not apologising for it.
“right here!” it’s your turn to lead danielle to your seats, once you finally find them.
climbing up the little stairs, you smile to the few fans that recognise you—even ask some of them how they are doing—and finally take place on your assigned chair, danielle sitting next to you.
“it’s so full today, what even happened?” she says, taking her phone out of her pocket to send her little sister a message—letting the latter know that the two of you are still alive.
“don’t know. it’s cool though, maybe they’ll stop sleeping on emily” you shrug, the blonde laughing at your pouting face.
everyone knows that you’re emily’s number one fan.
firstly because it is your girlfriend duties to be supportive, but also because the cameramen always find a way to sneak footage of you cheering loudly on your girl—ass off your chair, mouth wide open and all.
at first, it was only little sequences of you encouraging em and the team.
but at some point, those little sequences became longer ones—ones where we can see you getting from a cheering state, to a love-sick one; heart-eyeing your girl each time she was in your radar (which means every time since you’re obsessed with her).
the fans found your behaviour endearing.
but what they found even more endearing, were all the half-times when you couldn’t help yourself but run down those stairs and join emily’s awaiting arms—snatching some coo’s out the crowds.
slowly, your whole persona started to attract attention.
everyone loved how much care and support you gave to your girlfriend. you always let her know that she’s doing so well, ramble about how she’s a brilliant player full of talent and that her hard-work will always pay off.
and they adored the way you didn’t care about the cameras—still ready to get up from your seat to shout loudly if it was needed.
the cameramen kind of understood the people’s attraction; and finding your reactions interesting enough to be filmed, they couldn’t help but start feeding it—cameras following your every little moves when you were seen at a game.
it doesn’t really bother you; you might not even notice it, too caught up in the game to do so—only realising that you’re being filmed when danielle’s elbow hit your side, or when the little laughs around you get a little bit louder.
since then, the photographs’ pastime always turns out to be recording your slightest reactions.
“oh gosh, they’re already on your ass” you hear danielle chuckles on your right, the palm of her hand hiding her smiling lips. “how does it feel to be a superstar?” she asks right away, amused by this whole situation.
“dumb ass…” she laughs again when you press your elbow against her side, and you smile a little—eyes focused on the court in front of you.
a few minutes pass by; your girlfriend’s sister and you chatting during each one of them, before abruptly stopping to loudly cheer when the players finally make their entrance.
you were already cheering, but now that you finally see your baby walking out the dressing-room, you’re cheering twice as loudly—and you can’t help it. it’s like an automatic reflex type of shit.
from up there, you see emily looking around the stands—snatching more screams from the fans—and then getting attacked by hailey, who jumps on her back while pointing at you and danielle.
locking eyes with your girl, you practically feel your cheeks hurting from smiling too much. “she’s so, UGH” danielle bursts out laughing, and you smile a little—still mesmerised by your girl’s beauty.
from her neatly braided hair, to her sexy-ass tattooed legs, everything about her makes you a giggling mess. and the cameraman, whose been recording you since the beginning, seems to be living for it.
your eyes still locked, you take advantage of her not doing anything and tell her that you love her—ready to shout it out without a doubt, with your face on the national television or not.
hearing your scream, the whole louisville team’s burst with laughter—some of them teasing emily, who don’t seem to care; too busy saying it back to you.
“you two are so cute, it’s sickening” you hear danielle mumbling, the girl shaking her head like a disappointed mom. it’s your turn to laugh, pinching her cheek.
“awww, we love you too dan’” she rolls her eyes but smiles nonetheless when you press a little kiss on her cheekbone. “jealous bitch…” you mutter once you’re comfortably seated, danielle gasping loudly before slapping your arms a few times.
the opposite teams dap each other’s up, and soon enough—the match begins.
your ass, during the whole first part of it, is definitely not on your chair, too busy cheering like there’s no tomorrow to do so. you even argued with the referee from your seat, danielle laughing her ass off next to you and the cameras setting their lens on your screaming figure.
it’s already half-time when danielle leaves to go get drinks and snacks, leaving you alone.
some fans sitting behind you call your name, and next second, you’re turned in their direction—speaking about the match and the louisville team’s score.
too caught up in your discussion, you don’t even remember yourself to turn in your seat and watch your girlfriend—but one of the girls in front of you does it for you, her eyes trailing on the basket-ball court before widening in shock. “oh my god! emily ensgtler’s looking in our direction!” she screams, attracting some of the crowd’s attention.
spinning on your chair, you can’t help but smile with all your teeth when you lock eyes with your girl—the german waving her hand in your direction, silently asking you to run down those stairs; which you are already doing.
“baby—oh!” she lets out a small scream when your whole body violently collides with hers, her tattooed arms automatically moving to wrap themselves around your waist.
smiling against the skin of her neck, you embraced her as hard as you can, not even minding her sweaty state.
the two of you swing a little from left to right, entangled with each other, before you finally decide to get your face out of her collarbone—puckering your lips for her to press hers against them.
humming into the kiss, you don’t even hear the crowd cooing, enamoured by the blonde girl in front of you. “you played so well baby” she smiles softly, pride and appreciation filling her up. “‘m so proud of you, you don’t even know how much” you add, locking your eyes with hers—letting her know that everything’s coming out your mouth is sincere.
“thank you baby, means a lot” you know that she’s not heavy on expressing her feelings and all—especially not in front of hundreds of people—so you appreciate her trying. “you know, i couldn’t play so well if my little cheerleader wasn’t there” she pinches your hip, watching intently as your cheeks become red.
“it’s my job, i take it very personally!” the blonde laughs, her smile making your heart melts.
her inked fingers get tighter on the fabric of your pants. “oh i know schatz, i know…” a little silence takes place—and you rest your forehead against hers.
being with emily is like muting the world’s noises, everything’s become clear and much more bearable.
she’s like every illnesses’ remedy—or at-least to yours, because, ironically enough, you swear you’ve never been this healthy before.
she brings to you so much happiness, love and care, and you do it too—drowning her under tons of affection and appreciation.
to you, it feels like you were put on earth to complete each other.
to the cameras, you were just another cute couple who happens to be very supportive of each other—one showing it more than the other, by screaming and shouting cheers every time she gets the chance to.
but who cares about what they can possibly think about you two?
as long as you’re still here to loudly cheer on her, and that she has your body in between her arms at the end of the day—emily doesn’t give two fucks.
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octuscle · 2 days
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Cursed Ken, part 1: Kemal, the janitor
There was a lot at stake for Patrick. Actually, it was about everything. He had invested an incredible amount of time and money in preparing for this appointment. He had to be successful. And he would be successful. His idea was brilliant. His preparation was excellent. He took a deep breath. The projector projected the image of a young athletic man onto the wall. The young man was obviously a janitor or something. The young man was made of plastic. And a small army of young athletic men made of plastic, one of whom was currently having an image projected onto the wall, stood on the table in front of Patrick.
"Gentlemen, the Barbie movie gives your product a tailwind that will open up completely new markets. Barbie and Ken have become socially acceptable. And I'm convinced that this offers unimagined opportunities for marketing Ken in particular"
It seems to be going well. The Head of Product Management reached for the janitor. And turned it in his hand.
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"Whereas in the past, gay men never dared to buy a Ken doll without lying about it being for their little niece, today hundreds of thousands of customers with purchasing power can imagine having a Ken doll on the shelf in their bedroom. But these customers also need Kens that serve stereotypes other than the Malibu boy."
A young man, who looked a bit like Malibu Ken himself, smiled as he reached for the doll, which was dressed like a British redneck. Only in pink. It went really well!
"As well as new Kens, which cover current popular gay fetishes, we should also take into account the fact that Barbie is now a manager or a lawyer. So Ken should also be allowed to be a janitor or a garbage man. Especially as this also appeals to potential customers' fetishes."
A member of the controlling department took the figure of the soccer player in his hand. Patrick seized the opportunity immediately. He switched to the foil with the Germanic-looking Ken, who was wearing a sleeveless T-shirt and had tattoos on one arm and one leg.
"With the European Football Championship in Germany this year, we have a major event that we can also exploit without paying license fees. We can place footballers, soccer fans and, as the epitome of masculinity, soccer hooligans. Everything that has to do with soccer this year…".
The head of product management cleared his throat. "May I interrupt for a moment?" he asked. Patrick nodded at him with a winning smile. "If you want my opinion, pack up your gay shit right now and leave the building. I didn't want this movie and I hate it. And the reason is that I feared excesses like this. I don't want a Ken who dresses like a faggot or a right-wing hooligan. For fuck's sake, does the prototype bodybuilder actually have steroid acne on his shoulders? Nobody wants to see that. And I certainly don't want to see it. Thank you for your efforts. But please leave. Go quickly and go far!"
Patrick stood open-mouthed in front of the screen with his presentation for a few seconds. Then he packed up without a word. He stuffed his artistically created dolls into a bag, put the computer in his laptop bag and left the room. He was on the verge of tears. He stuffed the bag with the dolls into the nearest garbage can. And then he left the building. Let Ken and Barbie choke you to death. Let them die of their fantasies. Anyone who even looked at Ken should become his fucking brainless image. How could he have thought he could make his fortune with these fucking figures? Never again!
There was an awkward silence in the meeting room. Not everyone present shared their boss's opinion. But no one dared to disagree. The two lucky ones who had a figurine in their hands discreetly slipped it into their jacket pocket. The head of product management took the janitor's Ken, stood up and said that he wanted to discuss this perversity with the legal department tomorrow.
It was mid-June. It didn't get dark until very late. Maybe that's why he hadn't even noticed how late it was. It was definitely time to call it a day. Where had that damn doll gone? He had it here on his desk… It was just too late, he was tired. But before he left, he had to go to the toilet. Damn it, he had to add toilet paper. And empty the garbage can. The snobs who were allowed to use the boardroom toilet often behaved like the ultimate barbarians. But it felt good to piss here. He would never get the privilege of doing it officially. But at this time of day? Who was going to forbid him?
The cleaning crew wouldn't be here for a few hours. He wiped over the urinals and washbasins with a few used paper towels. It was time to call it a day. But on the way out he could empty a few of the garbage cans along the way. Normally, he didn't pay attention to the contents of the garbage cans. Mostly boring papers. He assumed that the important stuff went into the shredding containers. There was something in one of the garbage cans on the conference floor that didn't belong there. Dolls. Various dolls that looked like Ken. In cool clothes. He'd never seen them like that before. Who threw something like that away? He packed it up once. It couldn't do any harm. Maybe he could sell the dolls…
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Yes, he didn't have much to do with the blond Ken who stuck his mop in a pink cleaning bucket. But Kemal had even less to do with the powerful head of product management. He didn't want to deal with that kind of shit. He was here to service the air conditioning, replace light bulbs and sometimes fix faults in the elevator. It was a shitty job. But someone had to do it.
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mama-qwerty · 3 days
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I just realized something. You know what would have made the Wade Bowling Tournament arc in the Knuckles series have a purpose?
If the grand prize was a chaos emerald.
We saw at the end of the second movie that the emeralds went up into the sky but where did they go? Did they return to Angel Island or are they still on earth? The series never has Knuckles address that and I wish that it did.
Having one of the emeralds be the prize of the tournament could be a fun call back to Sonic X when the gang would hunt emeralds on earth but it could also help tie into the third movie where G.U.N is not only keeping tabs on the Wachowski's but are also trying to find the emeralds and use them to create super powered weapons of their own.
And the tournament would serve a purpose not just for Wade's character but for Knuckles as he needs to get the emerald before the G.U.N agents do.
YOU ARE BRILLIANT
This is such a great idea. They don't even know that's what it is until they get there. The moment they get to Reno Knux gets this look on his face.
"What's with the face?"
Knuckles shook his head. "I . . . I do not know. There is . . . something here that . . . calls to me."
"Yeah, Reno has that effect on people."
OH YOU KNOW WHAT
Maybe this trophy is one that Pete had in his possession. Like, this is kinda like the Stanley Cup or whatever, where whomever wins it keeps it, but then has to give it back for the next championship. The emerald on it is what gave him his 'luck' that we see in the little casino montage (where I believe it was to show how Pete's character differs from Wade's - Pete's the ultimate winner, while Wade's the ultimate loser) but it also turned him into an even bigger jerk.
Maybe when Sonic scattered the chaos emeralds at the end of the second movie, he sent some back in time as well. Keep them apart, keep them hidden, so no one could find them all and use them like Robotnik did.
So now it's a three way battle - Wade vs Pete, Knuckles vs GUN, and GUN vs everyone as they all try to get that trophy for different reasons.
You is so smart, Katlyn!
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You’re never too dumb for Jesus btw
#I feel like in the movement of focusing more on what we offer as thinking individuals and caring less about physical appearance#I understand that common sense is important to develop#and also the desire to learn and grow is amazing!!!#but also not everyone is going to be brilliant#not everyone is going to be a genius#not everyone is going to be smart even#what’s more important is being humble and willing to grow and also knowing your own self worth is based on not how much you can offer#but how much you choose to offer#if you give all you can to be a loving person and work to make the world a better place#regardless of if you went to Ivy League or community college or no college at all#or if you dropped out of high school or work your way up through a corporation#or stay at one job and never rise through the ranks bc you like serving where you are#that’s what’s important#I base my worth on the unconditional fact that I’m a child of Heavenly Parents who love me#and I don’t have the same capabilities or mental facilities as someone else necessarily and that’s ok#I am how God made me and my weaknesses are never enough to get in the way of me accomplishing what He wants me to do#sorry I have to learn the same lesson over and over#sorry certain things just don’t click for me and I struggle to understand a lot#but I can still be a tool for good in this world#I can still be a beacon of hope#I can still be a candle on a hilltop#bc of His Atonement and His Resurrection there is literally nothing I can’t endure with His help#ok I guess that’s my Easter message#if anyone else struggles with their self esteem concerning their intelligence#you are a valued human being and I love you#especially since some people assume others are unintelligent when their brains are just different#I think I’m both#like I think differently but also I’m just a lil dumb#and that’s ok#im my Heavenly Father’s daughter who is strong and faithful and a lil dumb but He is guiding me so it’s ok
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The Untamed | Episode 42 [Single-Log Bridge]
⤳WangXian’s Favorite Scenes [8/∞]⬿
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naomistares · 4 months
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okay which tlt bit should i comic-atize next because i genuinely enjoy doing them
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astrobei · 1 year
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on june 11th 1993, mike wheeler drags his vaguely amused (and highly endeared) boyfriend will byers to the movie theater, shells out for the largest size popcorn they have available, and gets 2 premium, middle-row seats to watch steven spielberg’s jurassic park
(he’s been vibrating with anticipation ever since the first trailer came out. he makes will go see it with him another five times before it leaves theaters.)
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hanzajesthanza · 2 months
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the scene i find most relatable in all of the witcher saga is ciri in the korath desert, and idk what that says about me, but… probably nothing good 😅🙃
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hopefullydreaming · 5 months
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okay so I don’t have coherent thoughts bc when do I ever but, I just keep thinking about doctor who and how like, bringing David and Catherine back allowed a reset?? of sorts?? so ncuti can be this fun doctor not carrying so much weight and yet it’s still not all brushed over and like probs will be addressed but it’s not going to be as dark a character as 10 maybe?? and also we get to finally see a happy ending for the doctor and companion which is stunning and beautiful and just. yeah. it’s just rlly rlly NICE like idk what else to say I know some people are like there’s no need to bring them back it’s mediocre it’s fanservice it’s not enough fan service well IT WORKED FOR THE TRANSITION AND THE EMOTIONAL IMPCT AND WAS UN AND THATS WHAT I WANTED SO THERE
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melhekhelmurkun · 4 months
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What is the point of fanfiction if not to manipulate canon to your will like an evil little guy spinning a web of lies
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No one:
Absolutely no one:
Me: Can we just talk about how the show purposely put Sansa as Jon's right hand in this shot? Sansa who was regent while Jon was away & prepared Winterfell/The North for the battle about to happen? Sansa who ends up becoming Queen of the North and "speaking" for the North? That this is the very first closeup we get of Jon? That they purposely don't include Arya or Bran in this shot? CAN WE????
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While they had Dany on the next side of the table? And THIS is the first closeup shot of Dany shown as Sam says "being forgotten"? And they kept Jon in the shot (though not in focus)? Jon who is not only a rival to her claim (that she doesn't know about yet) but also has been ignoring her? (and of course she doesn't want to be forgotten herself nor her legacy)
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And that they literally had the setup of Sansa being in the same place as Jorah for Jon?
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His most trusted just like Jorah is for Dany? And then this shot at the end which shows a very notable space in between Jon/Sansa and Arya/Bran?
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Most likely to leave space for Bran to be seen but they could have told Issac to move a little more to the left but they chose not to? And notice how the fire/flames are to Jon and Sansa's backs? While Arya and Bran have lit candles in the background? But there is one lit candle in between Jon and Sansa, showing that while darkness surrounds them (and not just literally), there is still hope between them. Not just because of the battle with the NK but also due to Dany's presence and the strain due to Jon bending the knee. That they are one, working towards the same goal, like one pack = Stark. They did this all on purpose!!!
Same as this shot right here:
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(notice there is purposely three candles there; despite Viserion's death, three dragons -> Targaryen; Dany still hopes to reconcile with Jon though she has no idea why he's avoiding her & she still has hope for them together & Jon still cares about her)
So can we talk about that? CAN WE??????????
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maranull · 8 months
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So apparently the Gloam eyed Queen was like the mommy of the Godskins
One creator made fanarts on the Godskins, with the apostles as children too
So now I live with the thought of Baby Godskins and their Gloam eyed Mommy
Seems accurate
Gloam-Eyed Mom seems more accurate than Gloam-Eyed Queen, given how she never actually ruled, as far as I know, but she did raise the Godskins from babies. Fromsoft, fix your characters' titles. /s
Also I'm not really into the GEQ as a character, so you might already know what I'm gonna recommend, but based on your ask I think you'd like chapter 120 of Prince of Death.
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youcanthandelthetruth · 8 months
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Texas 💖
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Calisto Yew was so cool, honestly. Wish they'd bring her back
#me and my constant melody of 'they should bring this underrated amazing female character back'#everyone's always going on about simon keyes this & simon keyes that like. you all really saw a twink in makeup and lost sight of all else#huh#shih na did it so much better. she was the moment and she was soooo cool. she literally used aa fans' predisposed sympathy towards sad#sister characters against them. gave a performance so convincing she tricked a top prosecutor and detective into working with her for YEARS#turned around and got close enough to a top interpol agent again for YEARS without any of them catching on#and all without using the soft docile saccharine persona most the other deceptive characters use#she was so brilliant and poised and clever i miss her so much#i know they probably executed her but i feel like she could be one of those people who get taken in by the govt and used in their own#secret services and shit. she's good enough for it. also she was so? complex? like she was EXTREMELY good at keeping her personal feelings#out of her professional work but she didnt have that malice or hostility that a lot of these types do. she calls lang an idiot but that#mockery is just who she is. she does that for everyone. it's not personal. and there are times when you can tell that she did like the#people she was with. she admits as much with lang yet she always maintained her distance. because she's a professional. she's just so.#she was brilliant truly. what an amazing woman#i miss her so dearly#calisto yew#shih-na#ace attorney#ace attorney investigations
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saturnsorbits · 2 years
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Monoma doesn’t know who he is…
While all the kids where busy getting their quirks and discovering things about themselves, Monoma found out that he’d only ever be as good as what he could steal… Learned that his quirk, quite literally, was to become something else, someone else: someone better.
It’s hard, learning that you’re not really you, but always part something more. He never really understood it, but life was always there to teach him not to question it.
He was taught this on the playground when he could only overcome a bully by stealing his levitation quirk. Had it beaten into him when new friends would ask to see his quirk and he just… Couldn’t, because he hadn’t copied anything for a while. At first he made excuses and tried to explain, but no-one is interested in being stolen from in theory or in practice.
So, screw him if he learned to deal with the fact that on his own he is nothing more than his ability to steal. Fuck him, for becoming harsh, for beginning to transform into the thing everyone else had already decided he would be…
#Marquie has me thinking so I’m climbing out of my Monoma-fucker box for a hot second…#I just think he’s a prick because he’s had to deal with so much shit; y’know?#Quirks; in essence; are an extension of one’s-self - so I can understand how someone ‘stealing/copying’ that would be uncomfortable.#Plus; kids are arseholes and I refuse to believe he didn’t fall victim to the ‘Ew you’re just copying me’ individualism argument.#So… At some point; he stopped caring.#Stopping trying to create his own identity in the ashes of everyone else’s… And just became what was expected of him.#And if it was expected for him to become a prick - Well; he guessed that was who he was.#(I think this is why he draws a super interesting contrast to Bakugo and Shinso…#Bakugo bc; One: We all saw how hot that scene was when he copied Bakugo’s quirk for the first time during the sports festival…#That was sexy shit. Don’t lie to yourself. Love him or hate him. That was fucking delicious; but anyway -#Bakugo is naturally brilliant and strong; embodies his quirk perfectly and he’s so fucking ungrateful -#it’s a wonderful contrast to Monoma who is ill-fitted to everyone else’s quirk and constantly on the back foot.#Also; they’re both the same ass for different reasons.#And Shinso; bc both of their quirks are ‘villainous’ they both take things from others [Quirks vs Control]#and have suffered in an individualistic way because of their quirks.#The only main difference between them is that Shinso is still rebelling against this ideology whereas Monoma has accepted it).#(He’s also super similar to Kaminari if we’re talking insecurity masking bc: over confidence vs humour)#Anyway. I’m going to shut up now; but I love him. Okay.
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ju-ji · 4 months
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I really really REALLY think the story would have been stronger without august and day’s mom tbh. Actually even tho I didn’t like the august sub plot I can see how it made sense to help bridge the gap between day’s seeing life and his new blind life. But his mom? She wasn’t necessarily the one who kept him cooped up in his room for a year, I mean she didn’t help but day was also doing it to himself. Now in ep 10 tho she absolutely put him on house arrest and I’m really not happy about that. This is kind of all over the place but the point is, so far she hasn’t been that important to the plot and doing this whole failed-at-best eye transplant bullshit just for her to come to terms with his blindness is just. What the fuck. Everything that happened up until this point could have happened whether she was present or not. I guess night wouldn’t have been so parentified and glass child-ed (? lol) but honestly that shit was hard to watch so I could have done without it. Day and night could absolutely still have had one-sided beef regardless of her presence in their lives. She could have died prior to the accident and the bulk of the story would be the same obviously aside from this eye donation plot and GOD I wish that were the case. Ok yes and there would be no one to oppose mhok but that’s also like. Not necessary?? The point of the show (thus far) was accepting and adapting to a new way of life and grieving and love helping you find your way out of the dark and miss girl did not have to be there for any of that…. I guess I just have a tendency to sentence characters I don’t enjoy to permanent and retroactive removal from my screen lmao but we REALLLLLY did not need to go down this eye transplant road for the fucking mom’s character development and that’s the BEST case scenario!!!!! If it works then there was no point in going up that mountain at all and what the fuck was the point of any of it really?
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