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paunchsalazar · 2 years
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positively-mine · 1 month
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You're a girl?!
how they find out & they're reaction
tags: afab, period, no spoilers
a/n: I forgot how much fun it is to write, sorry again for leaving my pookie cookies 😞
Series: ❤️ 🧡 🩵 💛 💜 💙 💚
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Ortho
I’ll be straightforward, the moment he met you he did his own scan of you and could already see your anatomy. He knows. Doesn’t mention it to anyone else (debatable), he’s sure you must have your own reasons for not telling anyone. He understands that because of your gender you have many needs as well.
Always tells Idia that he’s going to hang out with you but instead he’s bringing supplies. Pads? Yes. You’re anemic? Look inside the basket he’s already brought some vitamins. And so on. He’s so cute and caring that you can’t help but think of him as an adorable younger brother.
Idia
It’s probably for the best that he doesn’t know. Maybe its my biased thinking but i feel like he would behave similarly to how Leviathan from obey me would. Feel free to break into groups and discus about this one in the comments. BUT if he were to find out, (from Ortho ofc) he'd be like "what is this? it's like some cliche otome plot from 2006..." under his breath. Ouran highschool host club mentioned?!
At first he's superr awkward. It's like you're a new person. (You aren't, he's being dramatic) Will act all shy around you WHEN YOU'VE LITERALLY BEEN FRIENDS FOR THE LONGEST TIME. Going over to his dorm to play games with him and Ortho. But just to make sure, he still asks if you're a girl. Continue being the way you are and coming over to play games and he'll be back to normal in no time. You just need to show him that you both still have similar interests.
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benevolenterrancy · 29 days
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When Xie Lian and his bad luck stumbled in and broke that vase Hua Cheng thought his every prayer had been answered -- he now has an iron-clad excuse to keep Dianxia close, dress him in nice clothes, feed him nice food… ideal! He did not stop to calculate the fact that it would mean watching Xie Lian flirt with Literally Everyone. Except. Him. Yin Yu did caluclate this but no one listens to him.
additional Ouran AU thoughts...
yin yu gets more requests than you'd expect, specifically around exam season. he's just a pleasant, solid sort of person who handles people having exam stress breakdowns very well
he xuan is also here due to a debt he refuses to elaborate on. he could have paid it back already but he quickly realized the best food on campus is here and eats enough to dig himself deeper and deeper in debt
50/50 shot if you'll find shi qingxuan as male or female, it's a real lottery for guests that have a preference
feng xin and mu qing are both here. they are not prepared to meet xie lian again after all these years, especially not in this context. he is REALLY not prepared to meet them like this either. he'd prefer no dress, thanks.
what on god's green earth is feng xin doing in a host club when he can't handle women At All? everyone would like to know this. the only reason hua cheng hasn't kicked him out is because he finds his discomfort HILARIOUS
pei ming is a VERY enthusiastic guest to the general dismay of every host. lately though he's been having a good time eating snacks and watching hua cheng and xie lian circle around each other in a very pathetic and no-at-all-subtle way. ho ho.
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weeb-polls-with-pip · 4 months
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Autistic Anime Boys Prelims - Propaganda Division - Group 2
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Propaganda:
Kyouya -
"what's there to say? you know him. you love him. vote kyoya."
Rinnosuke -
"Rinnosuke Morichika lives in an overly-cluttered curio shop, and has a special interest in making magical inventions. Since he doesn’t live in a modern setting— but a pocket dimension slightly disconnected to the outside world— whenever a modern item shows up in his shop via spiriting away, he can obsess over it for extended periods of time. He is quite blunt without realizing it, even to people he cares for. He also has a special ability to generally understand the name and use of any item he touches (though this backfires sometimes, he thought a Gameboy was a doomsday device once)."
Fuuta -
"okay look theres so many fucking signs hes autistic. he cannot tell tone and often doesn't know how to react to stuff which is a major point in his character id say. he was asked if he remembered his victim's name (hes a murderer. oops!) and his response was something along the lines of "Of course I do. I saw it everywhere." because he did not understand that they wanted to know what it was since it wasnt directly stated. im convinced that hoodies are a comfort object of his because i genuinely have not seen him without one except for one time. also hes canonically a chronically online twitter user. also he gets really passionate about his interests. also not really related but everyone in the fandom agrees hes transgender but no one can agree on what way. ive seen every single gender hc for this dude. vote kajiyama fuuta for this sopping wet poor little meow meow of a man."
Hansum -
"He's just a very odd and strange lad, can't remember names well, is an alien (mild spoiler), he's very popular, obsessed with Doritos and becomes their mascot, just refers to everyone as humans which is a mood, and is completely socially oblivious."
Miyuki -
"Relatable neurodivergent-Gifted Child syndromeTM case with all the superiority-inferiority complex that results. A chronic show-off and scheming strategist with a lowkey hopeless romantic dramatic aspect to him, silly cool and pathetic in a very hilarious way. Shirogane has a trademark glare purely thanks to his eyebags as he runs on coffee everyday having to support his family with multiple jobs in addition to class, on top of student council president duties. He's kind and an obsessive perfectionist who fills his entire wall with the weirdest motivational posters. Shirogane is very devoted to his love. He likes penguins (Kaguya and him is peak asd4asd and bi4bi btw)."
Kirito -
"He's autistic and bisexual as hell, and there's a good bit of trans coding in him 🥺
Autism coding: Bro's literally got a sword and swordfighting hyperfixation where, despite playing a game that focuses around guns, he still chooses to use a sword!! We also see him completely missing Asuna's flirting at first (he tells her she could have just checked her friendlist to make sure he was alive, in response to her tracking him down to see him)
Bi coding: Dual wielding swords is literally a euphemism in Japan for bisexuality; and Kirito initially tries to hide the fact he can dual wield out of fear of how the people he's close to will view him (and once he reveals it to them and they accept it, he begins to be more open about it.) Also in the Underworld arc he becomes very close with Eugeo to the point of living with him (and sharing a bed on occasion), and there are several parallels between Eugeo and Asuna, and they're so gay for each other that despite the anime having only a toned down version of it, they're still very affectionate (Also of note is that Eugeo is the only guy in SAO canon to consistently have a 'laying in bed with Kirito' talk CG in the spinoff games) (There's more but it's spoilers and this is a shortened version)
Trans coding: Kirito is very trans coded in the light novel (which shows Kirito's thoughts in much greater detail than the anime) Aincrad arc reveals that Kirito explicitly Does Not Like his real face, and dislikes how feminine it looks (he mentions that its led to him and his cousin being mistaken for sisters) And in Phantom Bullet arc, he's visibly uncomfortable at being mistaken for a girl due to his avatar's appearance, and in response to being misgendered he briefly panics and checks to make sure his chest flat (at least in the anime adaptation) 🏳️‍⚧️"
Shirou -
"Has one goal in life and ignores almost everything in favor of trying to fulfil that goal."
Keith -
"Speaks in a way that is seen as weird and has mannerisms others think is funny. He struggles with not being taken seriously by others because of this and many of the things others say goes over his head. He struggles to connect with other people because of these things. His entire arc in the second film is about him deciding that the people who don't accept him for who he is aren't worth it and that he's going to continue being himself."
Junpei -
"for other fans of this series, I know the more obvious representation here may be Luou, Junpei is So Good. his special interest is ballet and he has so many hangups involving how his family sees him and how other boys his age interpret him to the point that his idea of masculinity is extremely narrow and he enforces social rules on himself to mask and keep people from realizing that he loves something that Isn't Manly. he misinterprets social cues and takes things literally, like assuming that when Miyako asked him to dance with her she meant Right This Minute rather than as a pair in the studio. for some reason the point where he cuts his hair super short to prove his devotion to ballet is also sticking with me, I think maybe it's the combination of the way it's normal for boys/men in Japan to do that, yet Junpei didn't realize that kind of attitude/action didn't suit ballet at all? he wasn't aware that the context was completely different. Junpei also doesn't act or pretend very well, he's gotta put his whole entire ass into his roles, which he then proceeds to get TOO into and cause a lot of trouble, without giving too much away! he's really relatable to me as someone who's socially anxious but very skilled at masking, and seeing him become more comfortable with himself and start to show how he really feels is so inspiring to me."
Kazuma -
"He may be (wildly) misguided but his intentions are good kinda! He’s just the Guy of all time idk how to explain it."
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sailorstarr-chan4 · 7 days
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Anime Titles Summarized (Poorly)
Vampire Knight: *insert Twilight joke here* Ouran High School Host Club: *small child voice* There's debauchery here! Sailor Moon: Everyone's bi. No, I mean it. EVERYONE. Clannad: I'm not crying yOU'RE CRYING Your Lie in April: Mommy Issues & Lots of Tissues Fruits Basket: MOMMY ISSUES ON STEROIDS Yuri on Ice: Sexy gay figure skating Sk8 the Infinity: Sexy gay skate-boarding Blue Exorcist: "[Satan] may have been your father, but he wasn't your daddy." FullMetal Alchemist: Family is your best ally Trigun: Family is your worst enemy Kaguya-sama Love is War: Idiots to Lovers the anime The Ancient Magus Bride: What if a monsterfucker romance was also Ace? Violet Evergarden: Gorgeously animated ✨TRAUMA✨ Made in Abyss: Adorably animated ✨TRAUMA✨ Madoka Magica: *Admiral Ackbar voice* IT'S A TRAP! My Hero Academia: X-Men alternative universe where mutants are the majority of the population Yu Yu Hakusho: Yusuke came here to chew bubble gum and kick ass. And he's all out of bubble gum. Inuyasha: Time travel, youkai, and jewel shards, oh my! Ranma 1/2: The original bisexual harem Urusei Yatsura: Crack. Just pure, unadulterated alien crack. MAO: Feral Catgirl x Tired Catboy Tokyo Mew Mew: Cute girl fursonas are named after food Shugo Chara!: His Dark Materials magical girl!AU Kamisama Kiss: The How to Train Your Dragon of shoujo Noragami: Girl adopts homeless god Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle: Eat your heart out, Doctor Who Skip-Beat!: Eat your heart out, slow burn fanfiction Kiss Him Not Me: Losing weight = gaining a harem Baccano!: Murders on the Immortal Mafia Express Cowboy Bebop: Bounty hunters need therapy Attack on Titan: EVERYONE NEEDS THERAPY Alice in the Country of Hearts: The sexiest and unhealthiest escapism Cardcaptor Sakura: Beautiful gay representation, terrible Elephant in the Room Fushigi Yuugi: Look, when I said falling in love with a fictional character, I didn't mean that LITERALLY-- Angel Sanctuary: Mutual incest destroys the world as we know it Guilty Crown: Unrequited incest destroys the world as we know it Zombie Land Saga: The undead as cutesy idols. That's it. That's the show. Yurikuma Arashi: Lesbian bears Princess Tutu: Duck becomes ballerina
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nanawritesit · 1 year
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Being The Ouran High School Host Club’s Personal Assistant
After Haruhi became a host and was no longer the “errand-boy” of the group, Kyoya decided to hire a club assistant
You were a commoner from a local school who found the application online. Kyoya ended up hiring you because all the girls who applied from Ouran and other rich schools were only interested in getting close to the boys.
You didn’t even know who they were, and you had the perfect “commoner’s work ethic” that he was looking for
So, everyday after school, you’d walk up to the enormous gates of Ouran Academy to start your new part time job
Your job isn’t too difficult. You prepare tea and instant coffee, bake cakes, clean up at the end of the day, make runs to the grocery store, sell merchandise, and help Kyoya prepare for special events
The twins had some cute clothes from their mom’s fashion line brought in for you to wear as uniform
Speaking of the twins, they IMMEDIATELY take a liking to you (little devils)
They’re practically attached to your hip everytime they’re not with guests, asking you what you’re doing, what your school is like, how your grades are…
But that doesn’t stop them from accidentally giving you too many orders…
Tamaki tried to make you swoon right away, kissing your hand and offering you a rose
Kyoya had to shoo him away
“Tamaki that’s not a customer, please don’t make them fall in love with you”
But after that, Tamaki develops a fatherly persona around you, much like he did with Haruhi at first
He’s always applauding you when you do something difficult, worrying about your feelings, apologizing profusely when something bad happens…
But that also doesn’t stop HIM from accidentally giving you too many orders
Kyoya might be a little strict, but he would be lying if he said he didn’t feel a bit protective over you
One time when you were walking up to the music room a group of guys from Ouran started hitting on you, and Kyoya came up behind you and put his arm around your waist, immediately scaring them off
You’re wonderful at managing his stress. Often times after everyone goes home, you’ll find him buried in paperwork at his laptop, and you’ll just set a cup of tea down next to him and ask him what you can do to help
He really appreciates your hard work, even if he doesn’t really like saying it out loud. You’ll notice that he sometimes leaves you little gifts in the kitchen, like fancy tea cups or flowers 😊
Honey LOVES you. He jumped right into your arms as soon as you walked through the door.
Mori just scooped him up and apologized, telling you this was just how Mitskuni was
Honey is constantly jumping in your lap and snuggling up to you (partially bc you make his favorite cakes for him) and it makes all the other guys jealous
He says you make the best cake in the world, and even asks you to teach him how you make it!
And you’re the only one he lets hold usu-chan 🥰
Mori has a special relationship with you. You’ll often initiate conversations with him, and the other members are so shocked to see him actually opening up to you
He always compliments you on what a good job you’re doing, thanking you for taking care of them all so well ❤️
He also has a habit of just picking you up and carrying you away from the kitchen whenever he thinks you’re working too hard 😳
Haruhi literally becomes your best friend
She won’t hesitate to yell at Tamaki and the twins for ordering you around too much
She always offers to help you with your chores! She also had that “commoners work ethic” so she really doesn’t mind accompanying you to the grocery store or boiling some water while you frost the cakes
Tamaki gets SO jealous when he sees you and Haruhi hanging out at the mall on your own over the weekend
He actually ends up shyly approaching you to ask how he can get Haruhi to like him 🥹
Renge was a little jealous of you at first, thinking you were taking her job as manager, but when she found out you were a commoner, and an assistant, she felt more comfortable around you
She has you pull the lever for her rising platform, install new “powerful motors” in different locations for her to pop up out of, and bring her microphones
One time the generator died and you just stacked two tables on top of each other and held a fog machine in front of her 💀
She somehow gets you into some of her otaku interests, making you laugh over the character that resembled Kyoya
After a while you met Nekozawa
He crept his head out of the door and invited you over to visit the dark magic club, and your curiosity got the best of you
Kyoya noticed you were missing and burst through the doors to see you sprawled out on the floor over a pentagram, Nekozawa chanting overtop of you 💀
Kyoya immediately scooped you up and went OFF on Nekozawa 😳
“If you EVER try to use my valued assistant as a human sacrifice again I SWEAR the Ootori family will END you!”
God help you if you ever have any problems with bullies at your school
The host club will suddenly appear behind you and intimidate the heck out of them
You’re a part of the Host Club family now! They’re not going to let anyone push you around!
They also start lovingly intruding on your personal life (Haruhi will help you cope with this)
They’ll invite you on outings with them as well, like to the water park or on vacations with them
Overall, being the personal assistant to the Ouran High School Host Club is a lot of fun. It’s certainly an experience you’ll never forget :)
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aphroditesswan · 9 months
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anywyas guys
i know my platform is SMALL ASF. but i wanna start writing just for fun yk!! will not write smut cuz i just don’t know how to sadly,, but i will write suggestive stuff along w short smut drabbles i just cannot go into detail w smut,, i will also share my personal headcanons for a lottt of these fandoms
this will also have my dni list!!
here are the fandoms i’ll write for -
genshin
tears of themis
honka star rail
bsd
assassination classroom
danganronpa
hunter x hunter
saiki k
ouran highschool host club
black butler
demon slayer
tokyo rev
toilet bound hanako kun
the promise neverland
obey me
arcane
camp camp (this fandom is SO DEAD)
spiderverse
haikyuu
dni -
racist
homophobs
transphobs
dsmp fans
anti shifters
basically the average dni criteria
if ur uncomfy w teens writing smut then js feel free to block me bro 🙏🙏
i cannot do male/amab reader becuz 1. men r NOT my target audience if i’m posting but y’all r totally welcome 2. this is very very self indulgent, so this will be made to cater to the requester and MYSELF. i am a bisexual (w female lean) woman w bpd nd extremely delulu u best believe imma be making shit for myself
there ofc will we gn reader where gender and body anatomy aren’t mentioned at all, but i js cant do male anatomy and i simply don’t wish too 😙😙
anyways please send in req!! i’m happy to write literally anything and if you DONT see a fandom on here that you’re interested in, request a character and i’ll do my best to research them if i can!
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thisgardenofromance · 11 months
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WHY are there not more love potion fics for Ouran. Why. There's literally a black magic club in the school in canon shhhh I don't care whether canon thinks there is actual magic or not the point is there COULD be and with that cast???? And LOVE POTION dynamics???? There are so many different routes you could go with that literally why aren't y'all writing them I have found ONE.
For Tamakyo alone there are so many routes! Literally here are some off the top of my head
Angst fic bc Tamaki gets love potioned and is all over Kyoya and Kyoya doesn't know how to deal with it bc when it's all over they're back to the way they always were (could very easily get do a metaphor thing and basically get an episode of Ouran out of it)
Fake out angst fic with the same premise but the love potion wasn't real and everyone (including Tamaki) just thought it was but when it's over they go back to the way things always were until it comes out that the love potion wasn't real and Tamaki's like "wait a fucking second"
Crack fic where Kyoya gets love potioned and it doesn't change anything about his behavior bc his feelings are already so strong and Tamaki's like "wtf" (not bc he wanted his best friend to be drugged bc that would be horrifying but bc honest to god his first thought would be 'i am supposed to be fawned over rn why is he not in love with me' he would be so offended tell me I'm wrong)
Something absolutely horrifying because love potions are not consent dude (but also rape for the sake of rape is not cute if you're gonna take that route make it emotionally intelligent please and thank you and WARNING LABELS USE WARNING LABELS DUBCON NONCON WHATEVER IT IS) bc let's be honest if a love potion made someone forceful that would fucking rock the foundation of their friendship and hoo boy would there be fallout
MAKE ME LOVE POTION TAMAKYO FANFICS PLEASE AND THANK YOU
I NEED THEM. I NEED THEM NOW.
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khaire-traveler · 5 months
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Hi! Sorry, if it's not in your field, you can ignore it otherwise.
Do you have any advice for someone, who is got interested in very unpopular God to worship? Like, there is no temples, no hymns, no prayers, and, in my cases, even no myths. I would say the God is semi popular, like, people know Him, but don't worship. I already checked most popular websites. In my case it's Erebos, but, really, a lot of God's I want to worship and work with in future fall under this problem.
Hey, Nonny, thank you for the question!
Most deities I worship have myths of some kind that feature them, but some are simply mentioned by name, and that's about it. It can be frustrating and confusing to not find any information about a deity at all.
When it comes to this problem, the best thing to do, in my opinion, is look at general historical offerings for Chthonic (or Ouranic, but I believe Erebos would be considered Chthonic) deities. Most of what was offered to them was buried to return it to the earth, and when praying to Chthonic deities, ancient Greeks would sometimes knock or pound on the ground to "get their attention", as it was believed they lived below the surface of the earth. Burning offerings are more for Ouranic deities, as the smoke would travel up to Olympus, but I would say that if that's common for you, you're still welcome to do that. You obviously don't have to do things the exact same way as in history, but if you want to, the option is at least somewhat there. If you're going to throw away an offering because it's not safe for the environment to bury, just let the deity know that you're not doing it out of disrespect; that's typically what I do, and that seems to work fine.
Some common general offerings in ancient Greece include (but are not limited to): incense, honey, olive oil, water, flowers, herbs, fruits, grains, wine, and milk. You're more than welcome to give other offerings based on your own personal feelings and experiences (UPG)! For example, I like to give Loki (I know he's not a Hellenic god, but the example still applies) butterfly-related things as offerings because I have a UPG association of butterflies, despite the fact that's not historically verified. Your religion is your own, and especially with deities who are not mentioned often, you will have to base a lot on your own personal gut feelings.
As stated above, a lot of what you'll end up practicing will likely be rooted in UPG. Unfortunately, there aren't many sources for Erebos, so a lot of your practice may be based on general Chthonic deity worship in the past. My advice - and what has done me a lot of good personally - is establishing a reliable means of communication with Erebos. When you have a question or concern related to his worship, you can communicate with him directly and ask him what he'd like you to do! You can even ask him what symbols he would like you to associate him with, which he might express externally through signs and omens or through your dreams (that's based on my experience of asking the same of other deities). I personally find communication to be essential when it comes to worshipping lesser known or "unpopular" deities, as it has helped me countless times.
Deity communication doesn't have to be anything fancy, by the way; it can literally just be you praying or generally asking for a sign from the deity. I personally tend to pray and use tarot decks the most, but I've also found pendulum, ancient Greek runes, self-made runes, and shufflomancy to be helpful! Meditation is helpful, too, but I don't do much of that anymore because it's very difficult for me. There are endless ways to communicate with your deities, so just experiment, see what forms of communication work best for you, and utilize them however you see fit. Deity communication can be somewhat trial and error, so please don't feel discouraged if you don't immediately understand every single thing your deity is trying to communicate. It often takes some time and practice, and that's both entirely natural and completely ok.
When creating an altar for Erebos, I would stick to the typical way you'd make an altar for any other deity (if you want/are able to have a physical altar at all). For me, that looks like this: a candle to burn as a means of communication and offering in honor of the deity, imagery/statues of the deity, imagery/trinkets/etc of the deity's symbols (if any), imagery/trinkets/etc of symbols I personally associate with the deity, poetry/writings/drawings I made for the deity, devotional jewelry, and anything else that I see fit. Since he doesn't really have much you can associate him with historically, I would focus on creating your own associations with him. What are symbols you notice throughout your day that, for whatever reason, just remind you of Erebos? What are symbols he's sent to you in dreams or communications with him? What immediately comes to mind whenever you think of Erebos? These are some good questions to consider if you're having trouble finding things to associate him with!
Something else that can be helpful is finding or reaching out to others who worship the same deities. This can be really difficult, especially since the whole point of a "lesser known deity" is that they're lesser known, but sometimes you can get lucky and find other worshippers or even stumble across another worshipper's UPG/experiences with the deity. I would say that isn't super common, so I wouldn't stress it if you're unable to find others who worship Erebos; it can just be sometimes helpful to have that sense of community if you are able to find others. Even if you are the first to post or talk about a deity, I think that could still be helpful to you or others in the future because other interested people may reach out to or follow you, and that can be a great way to connect. That's entirely up to you and your comfort level, though, as it can honestly be really difficult to post about deities sometimes, even ones that are more well-known.
That's all the information I can think of off the top of my head. I hope that you find this all to be helpful in some way and that it can maybe help you get started. Thank you for the interesting question, and I hope you have a great day/night. 🧡☺️
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duckielover151 · 8 months
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Guys... Guys.
I know I mentioned recently that I've been rewatching/rereading Ouran High School Host Club and (1, holy crap, nothing I've ever posted has gotten so many notes so quickly, but also) I've never really shipped Kyoya and Tamaki. I can totally see why some people do, but I've never really felt them on a romantic level.
However!!!
I just came across this scene in chapter 23 (volume 6) and... Literally, how else would you interpret this interaction?
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(Sorry if the quality's not the best. I, like, hurriedly took picture of it on my phone and then emailed it to myself rather than try to find it online...)
But like... Nothing about this feels platonic. I don't know how you'd even twist it to make it feel platonic. They have no audience here. What's the point of keeping up the "Mom and Dad" gag if not to flirt? Then the massage... And Kyoya's last line absolutely sounds like an invitation for a date to everyone else, right?
It's such a cute, intimate, sort of out of nowhere scene. I was open to this pairing but like... I didn't expect the canon material to be what won me over. XD
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noxiatoxia · 21 days
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HEY so I know its been a minute since I've sent an ask, but I saw some of your posts about danganronpa, specifically regarding another episode, udg, and I was agasp because I was literally in the middle of playing it for the first time lmao. So after finishing the game last night I really wanted to ask, if you want to ofc, your in depth thoughts on the game and why you like it so much, or even thoughts on the gameplay and mechanics since its so different than the danganronpa staple. I quite liked it personally because of Komaru and Toko's relationship, them becoming two of my fav characters in the franchise so far, and because I became very endeared to the kids by the end of the story. I have some qualms with how Kotoko was handled in chapter 3 at... that part... but she's also my favorite of the kids at the same time lol.
Anyways yeah no pressure at all, I just was really curious because I liked the game a lot and found it so funny that you posted stuff about it as I was playing it. Also because I really enjoy your ouran opinions. But again I get if not, the game has some senstive subjects for sure. Thanks!
THIS IS LIKE THE BEST ASK EVER FOR ME TO RECEIVE. I AM SO PASSIONATE ABOUT THIS GAME AND HAVE BEEN FOR NEARLY A DECADE AT THIS POINT.
Okay....where to even START....
(I will be referring to UDG as DR:AE or just AE in this. SPOILERS FOR ALL OF DR:AE.)
Firstly, the environment. Unlike the main series, DR:AE does not take place in a secluded area away from the real world. It does the opposite; you are in such a vast area, you are not caged, yet you are still trapped. Even if Komaru didn't have that wristband on her, where would she go? The game is great at highlighting what the world outside of what we are told in the mainline games is actually like, how caged things are even outside, all while expanding upon existing characters' backgrounds by introducing family members, or little pieces of dialogue that serve to flesh out the world.
The gameplay itself, personally, I find VERY fun. I'm not a shooter game person, but DR:AE was a game I could play many times over. I love the different types of ammo, the puzzles, the possibilities with how to destroy the monokumas. Just a fun game all around. It's by far the most replayable Danganronpa game, as the main series games are all about the story. Once you know the story, there's really no reason to replay them. In fact, they are quite slow and boring without the intrigue of the mystery.
But the highlight, obviously, is the characters. As is Danganronpa's specialty.
While I still maintain Hajime is the most interesting protagonist of the series, Komaru serves as a great subversion of the expectations set up by Makoto's actions in the first game. Makoto is someone who preserved no matter what, changed those around him with his hope. He was your quintessential paragon protagonist. While Komaru displays this a little in some scenes (namely rallying the adults under Haiji's protection) this is only the result of speaking from her own wants and experiences. That is to say, unlike Makoto who always tried to help others even if it cost his own life, Komaru is much more realistic. She cares, first and foremost, about her safety. Her helping others to stand up for themselves comes from her own desire to keep fighting so she can live, and so she imparts that onto the people around her. Fight so you can live. She says it herself: she is not like Makoto. She is selfish, she is not endlessly optimistic. She's more like Hajime in this way, but unlike Hajime who find his own brand of philosophy, Komaru really doesn't. Rather, while Hajime's character serves to show you don't have to choose a predetermined path (hope or despair) and rather your path can simply be believing in yourself, Komaru's character shows that sometimes, and maybe even most of the time, believing in yourself or a specific ideal is not feasible. Komaru believes in the people around her - namely Toko. She believes in her friend, and believes with her friend that things can keep going. This in my opinion is an excellent twist on Makoto, who was, by all means, that friend that people believed in, not the one doing the believing.
And, as an aside, Toko and Komaru have the best development of any pair of characters in the series. Yes, even moreso than Hajime and Komaeda (who I maintain never really had "development" between each other than just a very, very good dynamic from the get-go that was influenced at points by outside plot forces on Komaeda's end. Think Light and L from Death Note in this manner).
Now, let me talk about the real meat of the game, and my favorite characters to date in the whole series: The Warriors of Hope.
I won't lie that I'm biased. I'm very biased for these guys. But I think a lot of people don't give these guys the credit they deserve considering this is a Japanese game. In Japan, child abuse is a bit of a taboo topic (that thankfully has been resolving over time). Due to the nature of Japan's politeness system and "family above all else" attitude, many child abuse cases not only go unreported, but are flat out ignored. The epidemic of babies dying in coin-operated lockers being an especially egregious example of rampant child abuse that occurred. Despite being prevalent since 1971, it took till 1993 to be socially addressed.
This is just one example, but I think it serves my point: child abuse is/was an issue in Japan when it comes to socially speaking of it. ( In fact, in the game itself, Nagisa and Kotoko both directly say they tried to reach out and get help, but were ignored by adults). This is why art regarding child abuse is so important. And that's why a huge series like Danganronpa centering a game about child abuse is such a huge deal. It sparks discussion and promotes visibility of the topic. Not to say media before hadn't talked about it - in fact, there is a lot of Japanese media about child abuse for this very reason - but that does not undermine the importance of Danganronpa deciding to portray it so openly. It is even more important, to me, that they do not stop at physical or sexual abuse. Rather, abuse focused on verbal harm and emotional neglect are portrayed as being just as damaging, which is one of the most overlooked and underplayed forms of abuse in general.
Their portray of abuse also is rather accurate. I will make a confession: I was definitely a bit too young to play danganronpa when I did. Definitely not 18 yet. But I was a teen, and very aware of different types of abuse, sexual abuse included. But despite all the PSAs, books I had read on my own or even ones assigned to me for classes, I had never seen a sexual assault victim be portrayed as hypersexual before. In fact, I didn't even know such a thing was possible. Yes, it is very, very likely I just got Komaeda levels of unlucky to not encounter that in any of my reading or research material at the time, but I think it's common, nonetheless, that people to this day still have the misconception that sexual abuse victims are all afraid of sex or anything sexual. While that is true for some, many people are now becoming more aware that sexual abuse survivors can often display hypersexual tendencies. In this way, I DID learn a lot about the effects of sexual abuse based on how Kotoko acted, and was able to do my own research from there to learn more. Furthermore, the game is good at portraying things like specific triggers in the form of words, smells, items, or specific phrases. Again, I feel it's mostly stereotyped that most triggers are objects that "make sense" like cigarettes or alcohol (much like with what Masaru was afflicted with). But the game made sure to include ones that were "non conventional" like specific words ("gentle" in Kotoko's case) and portrayed both triggers, no matter how common or uncommon, as equally severe. The game also shows negative effects child abuse can have on those around the children. After all, the WoH would not be doing the things they were doing if it weren't for how they were treated in the first place.
(Aside: This is particularly WHY I get so mad when people hate on DR:AE for being "icky". If you are personally uncomfortable with topics of child abuse, that is wholly reasonable and you do not have to play or even like a game that centers on that. You are in your full right and perfectly valid to say "I think this is gross and uncomfortable, therefore I do not like it" or "I don't like this game because I felt personally overlooked/triggered by it" or "I don't like this game because I felt it was not fun or well written". But to say it is objectively "problematic" or "disgusting" to have a game like this exist? That is just spitting in the face of people trying to advocate for visibility of child abuse. You are doing nothing but making people like myself who felt vindicated, seen, or educated by this game like bad guys. Sincerely, please do not call a game that does not shy away from the uncomfortable realities of child abuse "problematic" based on that alone.)
(Aside aside: there are "problematic" elements in the game and things to criticize as is true of all media. The Kotoko minigame I would say is the biggest "why is this in here" moment and is definitely just a fan service scene. I don't like it either. This does not mean the game itself and as a whole is valueless or bad.)
That leads into my next point: I love how morally gray the "good" and "bad" guys are. The WoH aren't doing what they're doing (save Monaca) because they want to hurt people for the lolz (though they have fun with it, as kids would). They think what they're doing is genuinely good. It's a good way to rival Junko, who knew she was evil and batshit crazy, but didn't care. These kids think they are helping children and keeping them safe. And they're kids - young kids can't really think in very complex manners. If you were treated horribly by most adults in your life, and your peers were as well and shared the same sentiments as you, you would be 100% convinced your convictions were righteous then. Hell, I've met adults that think this way (pretty much all extremists who think anyone part of x group, race, gender, religion, etc is evil). A kid thinking this way is very realistic. They are also all different levels of "morally gray". Nagisa, for example, ends up helping Komaru because he feels that a paradise for children is more important than the sole idea of killing all adults. Meanwhile, Monaca, perhaps because of the abuse she suffered all her life, has become a person that we can assume will just enact similar abusive tactics on everyone around her till the day she dies. While it's a misconception that people who suffer abuse often turn into abusers themselves (they simply just have a higher chance to commit crimes, anything from petty crimes to violent ones) there are undoubtedly cases where this does happen. A real life example is Douglas Spinx (HUGE TW; CSA & BESTIALITY). My point is: the portrayal of abuse victims in many different lights from people who can inflict harm unintentionally but with help and intervention can make recoveries to those who, in the rarest and saddest of cases, will turn to a full life of inflicting harm on others intentionally, is important - for someone like me, at least. Without the proper care or attention, horrible things like these can happen. I find this a very important thing to be open about.
Then we have Haiji. Haiji is supposed to be a "good guy". He's cowardly, yes, but he does fight to help the adults being killed. He attempts to bolster moral. But...despite having good intentions and even doing some good things, he's kind of horrible. After all, he's the one who contributed to Monaca's abuse and made her the way she is now. He's just like the kids except reversed; he thinks all children are evil because they're the ones killing everyone. And in his position, I do think most people would feel that way. I mean, if literally every kid in your area was wearing a helmet that turned them fuckin murderous and were killing all your friends and family would you, after enduring months of this, still bother to be like "not all kids though!". Likely not. Even though it is wrong, it is still a realistic way these things would pan out, much like how it did for the WoH. I mean, for a real life example, one need not look further than one of those extremist radical feminist blogs here on Tumblr that believes every single person born male is a brute. Most of those people believe that way because they have personally been hurt by one or several males in their lives, and y'know, fear and pain leads to hate and all of that.
Speaking of, I like the brainwashing in this game far more than in DR3 the anime (spoilers for that later on but tbqh DR3 is not worth anyone's time). I never liked brainwashing as a trope - I feel it is lazy. However, in DR:AE and DR1 they're utilized pretty well. In DR1 it's literally glossed over as "does it really matter? The outcome is more important than the means" which considering DR1, moreso than any other game in the series, is a satire and is supposed to focus on absurdity, I think having the brainwashing LITERALLY be hand-waved as "eh, it just happened" makes a lot of sense thematically with the goofy writing. But as you know, as DR went on, it became more and more serious with itself (for...better and worse...) in DR:AE, I like how the brainwashing affects only the nameless children. DR3's anime was lazy by having all the main characters get brainwashed by a funny little video, both in future&despair arc. In AE, it's a helmet. I think this makes much more sense as theoretically the helmet could be attached to the actual brains of these people. Plus, as said in the game, they blow up when the controller is destroyed, giving credence to that theory. The brainwashing in AE is not a vehicle to explain why main characters act the way they do. Rather, it's just a device used to create background conflict/build up the main villains, leaving the main characters to be affected by persuasion and manipulation (the objectively better version of "brainwashing").
Circling back to the WoH, outside of their thorough portrayals of abuse and standings as "villains who think they are doing the right thing", they're just fun. Like, legit, I just think they're fun. Outside of their trauma, they aren't very complex, but that's the point. The game is a commentary about abuse and how it affects you, the people around you, and the world. The WoH are not the characters meant to be developed and complex entities who undergo deep changes - that is left to our protagonists. As most series with static characters do, they assign each member a core personality. Every Warrior of Hope has a number of traits influenced by this personality (the "sporty" one, the "smart" one, etc) that make them vastly different from each other, making them not only distinct but just fun to watch their personalities clash. After all, if they were not bonded by their trauma, they probably wouldn't be friends at all. it's honestly like a Teen Titans situation in that way, and I've always loved stuff like that. Of course, their personalities are also heavily influenced by their trauma, again a realistic depiction of how trauma can and will change who you are as a person and present itself in many facets of your actions.
I THINK that's all my MAIN points. Suffice to say, DR:AE is my favorite game in the series. I think it's the most fun, has the best character developments and dynamics, I think its story is the most emotional and deep-cutting, and it really spoke to me during a time that I needed something like this to reach me. I won't say it's the best DR game in terms of overall narrative (that honor goes to SDR2) but it comes close. And I know not everyone will feel the same way about this game that I do. Thanks for this ask; yet another reminder I need to do my bi-yearly replay of this game.
(Footnote so I don't get "so you hate waffles"'d: my bringing real-life examples into this is not to say those instances are exactly like what happens in the video game nor to say they are on the same level of importance. Obviously real life is far more important and complex than anything that could happen in a game. I only bring them up to support my points about certain aspects being realistic by using, well, real life examples.)
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circutive · 12 days
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random tpc headcanons
-spheer has a treenut allergy. idk, they just look like they would lol -ajaceare has a love-hate relationship with the harry potter franchise. like you bet your ass she'd know every single fact about it. -pentellow is pansexual. pantellow. -circubit cut his hair in his corrupted form. -iris is convinced via pentellow's cooking that al dente pasta is undercooked -pyrare would own a van if he had any type of vehicle -cubic would blast eminem in their headspace. just to piss cube off. -once circubit unmasks (if he even does mask at all) he becomes the most autistic motherfucker you'll ever meet. like once you accidentally bring up his spinterest there's no going back -circubit has chromesthesia (i once brought this up to brittany - the tpc creator brittany, not my headmate brittany - she probably saw it as a request so it might not end up as canon. oh well) -pentellow would abso-fucking-lutely be voiced by athena karkanis. ok maybe its because her nickname is a baking item, or because of her general personality, but yeah. (ok maybe she reminds me of sheree, so what) -ajaceare owns a bunch of potted plants. not just any potted plants, though. the specific gay ones. like the ones that lesbian witch cat-owners have. so in other words ajaceare is the epitome of lesbian. -dub has never tried tiger tiger ice cream (the orange and licorice one) and refuses to try it solely because "what kind of ice cream is orange" -cyanide has probably spent at least $150 from dub's bank account on claire's stuff. and 85% of it is pusheen merch. -iris grew up with watching salad fingers and jacksepticeye. -purpex is an esfp. -cintagon is autistic. idk they just dont seem allistic to me -pentellow's favourite total drama island character would be lindsay. -circubit's favourite total drama island character is chris mclean; he probably said "alright campers, todays challenge is..." every 3 seconds in his tdi phase. -cyanide enjoys murder drones -dub has tried to use corruption to make his hair fluffier -cube and cubic are literally just yin-yang from inanimate insanity. (aight brittany, where's the episode where the two find a vending machine and cubic wants dr fizz but cube wants water-) -circubit listens to lostwave -pyrare once caught barracuda and dub trying to make meth in his kitchen (it failed miserably, if pyrare wasnt there the house would've burned down) -circusic hates eminem; circubit knows all the lyrics to the real slim shady, without me, stan, lose yourself, and a shit ton of other classics. -if the tpc universe had plurality as a known concept, "corruption-genic" would be one of the most researched pages on their pluralpedia. -dub dies a little inside every time someone makes a mitosis joke about his eyes -you could easily lose ajaceare in a hot topic. like next thing you know she's on the top rack of the goth dress-shirts looking down like a fucking bat -circubit has spent an hour in spencer's just browsing, wondering "would i actually look good in this or do i think it just looks good on its own". he has also been to the back just for shits n' giggles. -ajaceare would only go to spencer's for the lava lamps and mystic stuff -iris' favourite lego ninjago character is kai -cube has never seen inanimate insanity, for some fucking reason -cyanide can play river flows in you on piano -cyanide's singing range is mezzo-soprano to soprano; her voice would be similar to vocaloid sonika -pyrare's favourite vocaloids are kaito and yowane haku -cubic recommended that cube should listen to otone peke, saying they were "the best vocaloid fr fr" -pentellow watches ouran highschool host club
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madamemidnight · 8 months
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Rules: Tag 10 of your comfort shows, then tag peeps.
• Cowboy Bebop (favourite thing ever made in the history of things being created.)
• Heroes (Reborn didn't exi- Shh... We don't talk about it)
• Doctor Who (10th Doctor is best Doctor. No, you can't change my mind.)
• Ouran Highschool Host Club (literally laugh cry everytime.)
• Over the Garden Wall (favourite cartoon. I watch it every October, and that's a fact. A real one; not the rock kind.)
• New Girl (it's me. I am Jessica Day.)
• Invader Zim (I love it so much I have a tattoo from it.)
• The 10th Kingdom (Wolf. Need I say more? Also We Will Sheer You still lives in my head rent free.)
• Adventure Time (Ice King is me. We are the same. Simon! 😭)
• Cardcaptor Sakura (Clamp only makes gold.)
tagging: @purple-amaranthe @saltygilmores I don't know anyone else 😅 Feel free to join in ☺️
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weeb-polls-with-pip · 3 months
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Autistic Anime Boys Side A Round 1 Match 5
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Propaganda:
Nozaki -
"A cute girl confesses her crush to him, and he thinks she’s instead confessing to being a fan of the mainstream manga series he… not-secretly is the author of? The thing is, he’s a very tall, masculine, serious looking high school boy, who sometimes tells classmates in a very casual, flat tone that he is in fact the creator of a super cheesy, girly, romance-focused manga, so they always take it as a joke. So like, he thinks it’s natural for word to have gotten out that he’s the author, but there is in fact zero word, because again, nobody believes him. And that’s just a summary of the plot of maybe the first five minutes of the anime/first ten pages of the manga, so as you can see, the autism is instantly blatantly obvious.
In general, he has the aforementioned inexpressive face and voice, doesn’t understand social rules, especially around gender (feels no shame around: trying on women’s clothes in public, professing his love for romantic manga, revealing that he’s an excellent cook, etc), takes things too literally/seriously (like the time he and some guy friends took turns pretending to be a girl so the other boys could practicing talking to a girl in a group blind date setting, but then he got too invested in his girlsona and started acting out whole storylines that did jackshit to help his friends practice casual conversation), and has an extreme passion for reading, writing, and drawing shoujo manga."
Tamaki -
"Massive nerd, special interests include manners, Haruhi, and tea probably."
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strawberry-milkbunny · 7 months
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Random Tokyo Rev thoughts featuring other shows (these r gonna be hella chaotic and I have adhd):
- HAIKYUU AND TOKYO REV R THE SAME ANIME BUT DIFF GENRES ‼️‼️‼️
- listen Baji playing volleyball/being with Karasuno…it suits him too well
- plus the Haitani brothers as the Miya twins 😳😳
- Mitsuya is literally Sugawara like come on
- idk y but I see Shion as Terushima
- Kazutora and Inui would be on Nekomata
- Senju and Takeomi r Daenerys and Viserys from Game of Thrones Oop- 🤷‍♀️
- would make it even spicier if Sanzu is Jon Snow but he’s very much Theon instead 🫣🫣
- tbh all of Brahman would suit Daenerys’ circle
- Kisaki is Littlefinger HOLY SHIT
- Shinchiro is so Robb Stark oh god
- Izana would lowkey be Margaery Tyrell
- Taiju and Hakkai r the Clegane brothers
- tbh I could also see Mikey and Senju as Jaime and Brienne like they very much have beauty and the beast vibes that if Wakui could write romance they would’ve been a good choice together (still a Sanzu and Mikey shipper LOL)
- Senju and Yuzuha as San and Ashitaka from Princess Mononoke (SOMEONE PLS DRAW THEM AS THIS 😭😭😭)
Kinda surprised there aren’t more Bnha and Tokyo Rev crossovers but here r some ideas:
- Himiko is one of my favs and she suits the TR universe wayyyy too well
- sis would totally be besties with Hanma and maybe Shion and would have a crush on Takemichy and Hina
- tbh I could see her joining Tenjiku and everyone seeing her as their little sister like imagine Mochi and Mucho doting on her
- I JUST NEED SANZU, HIMIKO AND TWICE IN THE SAME ROOM TOGETHER LIKE SJSKSK
- they would totally annoy the Haitanis, Shigaraki, Dabi and Spinner together maybe Hawks too if they’re in the right mood
- Baji and Dabi wouldn’t get along but would set cars and Endeavour toys on fire together
- None of the TR characters would ever enter UA but if they did it they (Tenjiku let’s be honest) would bully everyone ESPECIALLY ALL MIGHT
-They would totally be hero haters/menaces and everyone would be lik: “y tf r all of u here then???” and TR cast would be lik: “for future connections?? Duh”
- MITSUYA WOULD BE IN SUPPORT CLASS AND IN PAIN ROASTING EVERYONES UGLY ASS COSTUMES (✨Todoroki✨) ESPECIALLY BEST JEANIST LIK HE DEF HAS A SPECIAL HATRED FOR HIM
- Izana and Mikey in Gen Ed beating the shit out of everyone during the Sports Festival and laughing about it 😭😭
- Izana hanging out with Hawks simply bc Izana could instantly see thru his persona and Hawks genuinely being afraid of him but still wanting to hang out bc he feels like he could actually be himself for once
- Senju would be in the Hero course bc she actually wants to help, Ran would be in the Hero Course just for the fame and money. He would say it out loud too mans is shameless.
- Ironically enough: Ran would be the one to defeat Stain by throwing a BRICK at him while Rindou breaks his legs in the background LMAOOO
- Ran, Mt Lady and Midnight in the same room….that’s it.
- Rindou would be cool with Jirou, Denki and Shinso. OMG HE WOULD SO BE AN ERASERHEAD STAN TOO SJKSKSKKS
- tbh all of Bonten would totally be the MLA (or investors) and would just be staring tiredly at the League of Villains as they take over their army
- u cannot tell me Skeptic, Koko, and Re Destro wouldn’t get along (capitalists unite 😤😤)
- on the other hand I love the idea of Mikey being quirkless but still being the strongest person in the room like Mikey would totally body Re Destro and Geten for being annoying/quirkist
- Izuku would 100% be in Toman
- Draken and Mikey r Honey and Mori from Ouran High School Host Club
- Izana and Kakucho r Aki and Angel from Chainsaw Man ‼️‼️
- definition of out of touch, out of time energy (I cannot see snowball fights the same bc of these characters smhhhh)
- Bonten in a Chainsaw Man AU ✨chefs kiss✨ it’s fits the vibe and they already wear suits LOL
- OG Black Dragons would be the Cowboy Bebop crew idk everyone in that group lowkey has the same energy/nihilistic vibes as the Bebop crew (again someone pls draw this I’m not talented enough-)
- Shin is Spike, Faye is Takeomi, Benkei is Jett and Waka is Ed LOLLL
- Revy from Black Lagoon would BODY everyone in Bonten no ifs and/or buts (let’s not even start w/Roberta)
- Revy and Takeomi would have a one night stand and regret it instantly but still contact each other whenever they’re in the same area for drinks
- Balalaika would laugh at Bonten and bully Mikey (she would still lowkey respect him bc he built himself up but bully him bc he has depression and Mikey won’t do anything bc he’s lowkey afraid of her LOL 💀💀)
- Izana and Mikey r Sesshomaru and Inuyasha prove me wrong 😤😤😤
- Akatsuki would TERRORIZE Bonten simply bc their an anti-violence organization and they’re petty like that
- But Itachi and Mikey would get along purely bc Itachi looks like Shin and Mikey reminds Itachi of Sasuke (especially w/black hair). Idk I imagine Bonten!Mikey kidnapping Itachi bc he’s part of Akatsuki and looks like Shin but instead of fighting Itachi chooses to take over Bonten…..by being a good older brother to everyone. And the fic ends with Akatsuki and Bonten just fighting over Itachi LMAO
- Kakashi, Shisui and Wakasa would be friends like Wakasa would 100% be in Anbu
- Killer Bee, Benkei and South would be friends. Like Bee and South having sing offs in the middle of fights LOL
- Ino would force Draken, Mitsuya and Chifuyu to be her friends
- Sasuke would join Bonten for revenge and hate everyone except Kakucho and Mochi. This man will 100% leave once he’s reached his goal
- Someone pls write a fanfic w/Bonten entering Squid Game. Like Koko entering Bonten in Squid Game for money or Sanzu doing it for fun bc he didn’t think it was serious
- I’VE BEEN IMAGINING THE MARBLE GAME WITH RAN AND RINDOU THO AND AHHHHHHH PAIN LIK THAT KEEPS ME UP AT NIGHT
- As much as I want this crossover: Realistically everyone in Assassination Classroom would HATE EVERYONE in TR. All the TR characters would just see AC cast as privileged rich kids and AC would see them as morons.
- Like Toman would DESPISE Karma Akabane (he’s my fav). I can’t even see any of the other gangs liking any of the AC cast past trying to recruit them
- MAYBE Kakucho, Rindou and Mitsuya would suit Class 3E but other than that….yeah no. I could see them getting along w/ Chiba, Kanzaki and Isogai tho simply bc they’re chill and play video games
- Koko would have an INTENSE crush on Yumeko Jabami from Kakeguri
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OHSHCAU (Keysmash)
Part 1
Summary: Flowers fluttered past her, carried by some kind of impossible breeze. One smacked her in the face. (Or the Ouran High School Host Club AU. Or the Keysmash AU for the cultured people of the MGI server.)
Marinette literally just wanted to find a quiet place to study.
The library had been full of people that apparently didn’t know that they were supposed to ‘sh’. The classrooms were locked. All of the clubrooms had clubs going on (which, duh, but it was still disappointing).
So, she made her way through the school, considering just giving up and resigning herself to doing her work on the floor even if she knew it would leave her with a back that ached for the next several days…
And then her eyes landed on a room at the end of the hall. The door was ajar, but she could only hear a faint murmur of conversation and the quiet clinking of porcelain.
She considered it for a few moments before sighing to herself and hiking her bag up higher. It was either this or beginning the painfully long trudge back to her house immediately after her gym class. She was already sore, she just wanted to relax for a few minutes.
So, she pushed the door open wider.
Flowers fluttered past her, carried by some kind of impossible breeze.
One smacked her in the face.
She brushed it off of her nose, only to find herself blinking up at the most popular person in the school.
Richard Grayson-Wayne smiled at her, pretty as ever with his perfectly gelled hair and perfectly pressed clothes. She suddenly felt a very strong urge to check her reflection in a mirror and sniff herself to make sure that her after-gym shower had been enough.
“Oh, are you a new guest?”
“Guest?” She repeated, a little dumbly. Forgive her, for he had taken her by the hand and started leading her inside and she was confused.
But then she glanced around.
Everything in the room was needlessly extravagant and expensive, but so was the rest of Gotham Academy. That wasn’t what she focused on, though.
Horror seized her as she realized what, exactly, she had stumbled into.
Because, as she looked around, she recognized more and more of the school’s most popular kids, and all of them were attending to the many people (usually girls, but not always) crowding them. And she remembered what, exactly, Richard Grayson-Wayne’s extracurricular was.
She jerked her hand away, eyes wide. “Uh, no, I think you’ve got the wrong idea, sir,” she said. And then internally freaked out because why the hell did she call him sir? He was two years older than her! Damn it! She could feel her face flushing in embarrassment.
He smiled and brought his hand up to cup her cheek. “Am I not your type? You can take your pick of the others, you know.” He smoothly moved to loop his arm around her shoulders and lead her further into the room. “What are you into? Women? Men? Both? Strong people? Smarts? A sense of humor or a mischievous streak? A stoic type? A princely person?”
“Um, listen, I was just looking for a place to study,” she said, slipping out from under him and taking a few careful steps backwards.
He smiled. “Of course you were,” he said in that tone people used when they were only humoring you.
She gave an awkward little laugh, still doing her best to back away from the situation in the most literal sense she could. “Seriously, I’m just going to go –.”
Her back hit something and she whipped around, her eyes wide, just in time to watch a vase pitch itself off a pillar.
She reached for it. Her fingers just barely brushed the handle. And then it hit the ground.
The porcelain shattered upon impact.
She stared at the shards, her hands resting on the pillar it had just been resting on as if trying to replace it, wishing that she could simply put the pitcher back together by sheer force of will. The color drained from her face as it slowly began to sink in that this was reality, that she had just broken a vase that had to be expensive considering everything else at this school was.
Marinette slowly turned back around to find everyone looking at her, their attention pulled by the loud crash. She swallowed thickly, her gaze flickering between the broken vase and Richard rapidly.
She needed to say something. Anything.
“I mean. It was kind of ugly.”
Anything but that!
At least someone was amused. A woman with blond hair – Stephanie Brown, she remembered her being on the news a while back – turned her head to snicker into her hand.
She cleared her throat. “No, sorry, that was weird to say. I’ll – I’ll pay for it.”
A dark-skinned boy made his way over, frowning lightly. The glittery, gold makeup dotted across his cheeks like freckles seemed to shine as he looked her over. She recognized him to be one of the kids in her science class, but his name eluded her. “Aren’t you a scholarship kid?”
“She is,” an unfortunately familiar voice chimed in. Her eyes narrowed in on Tim Drake. He was glaring at her over the rim of his rich kid teacup.
Marinette’s face suddenly remembered how to circulate blood, but it had overcompensated in its rush to fix its mistakes. A blush rose to her cheeks. “Okay, and? What of it?”
This got another laugh, but this one sounded different. A little colder. Someone clicked their tongue. A boy with tan skin around in his chair, stroking a cat in his lap, like some kind of D-list Rogue. “Then can you really afford it?”
She glanced at the vase again and shrugged. “I mean… probably? It can’t be more than a few hundred, can it? It’ll be a bitch, but –.”
A woman wheeled over, her wheelchair coming to a stop just in front of the pillar Marinette was still leaning against in the worst attempt at acting natural anyone had ever seen. She recognized her as one of the library assistants. Barbara Gordon didn’t even bother to look up from her phone while she ruined Marinette’s life with a mere sentence: “We were about to auction it off for charity, and the starting price was fifty thousand USD.”
Marinette choked on air. “Fifty… fifty thousand?!” She repeated. She barely fought off the urge to scream about how it wasn’t even a nice looking vase. She figured yelling at the people she was suddenly indebted to was, probably, not a great idea.
A guy in a leather jacket gave her an empathetic look. She pretended not to notice for the sake of her own sanity.
“That’s a joke, right?” She tried, ignoring how desperate she sounded even to her own years.
A woman lazing in the window shook her head, black lipstick-covered lips just barely curled into a frown.
“Any chance I can pay this off in parts?” She asked, resisting the urge to start doing math on her fingers to figure out exactly how much she was going to have to give up to work all of this off. She would do that later, when there were no eyes on her. “I – I don’t have a job right now, but I can get one, I promise, I’ll find a way to pay you back –.”
Richard clapped his hands together once, but this time his smile held no real warmth. “Don’t worry, I can think of a job that just opened up.”
*****
“Marinette, I left you alone for ten minutes,” Adrien said, pinching the space between his brows. He was currently messing with chemicals, so touching his face was not advisable, but he was wearing gloves so he was still, at least, more safe than 99% of other high school students would be.
“It was closer to an hour and a half,” she mumbled, watching the beaker in front of her bubble. She was very dedicated to lab safety, thank you very much.
“How did you even manage to become the – did you say you’re the host club’s dog? What? Like the kink?”
She groaned. “I can’t think of a less literal translation, okay? It’s like… they want me to clean, set up events, help them with clothes, serve drinks and food…”
“Servant? Assistant?”
“Sure,” she said, throwing a hand up frustratedly. “But could we maybe focus on the rest of my problem instead of the fact that English isn’t my first language?”
He gave her a mildly amused look that she didn’t return. And then he sighed, picking up his mortar and pestle again. “Okay. Well. I could always –.”
“If you say you want to pay off my debt for me I’m pouring this down your throat.”
He cleared his throat awkwardly, obviously not too fond of the idea if he was preemptively touching his neck. “I see. Well. Then. I guess we’ll be seeing less of each other.”
“Thank fuck for that.”
He elbowed her in the side. “Don’t think you can get out of doing your half of the presentation.”
She groaned and burrowed into her Batman hoodie. “But if I do the presentation I have to dress up…”
“Yeah? I have to dress up every day, make sure to always have an entire section of my backpack devoted to skin and hair care products in case of emergencies, bring extra clothes to school, and –.”
“Shut uuuuuup I get it,” she huffed, moving her now-luminescent pink liquid off its burner. “Rich people have their own problems or whatever.”
“We do. Like making sure we make good connections while in school, something you –” he poked her cheek. “– need to work on. Maybe this host club thing will be good for you. Help you put yourself out there or whatever.”
“You just want to laugh at me.”
His lips twitched into a grin. “True.”
She scowled. “Put down the mortar and pestle.”
He seemed to want to say no, he wasn’t stupid enough to not know why she wanted him to put it down, but then thought better of it. He resigned himself to his fate, sighing and setting it aside.
She tackled him off of his chair.
*****
Marinette was pretty sure that they were making her set up the auction she had accidentally ruined purely to spite her. Like, sure, setting up everything was technically her job, but the chances of this being her first assignment were abysmal.
She forced herself to breathe through it. Go to her happy place. Four in. Murdering the Waynes but also keeping her scholarship. Four out. Good.
She carefully made her way back and forth, setting everything in their respective spots, at an inching pace – she was not going to add more debt by breaking something else. Then she went around making sure the lights shined on them just so to make them seem shinier (“rich people are like magpies,” she had been informed with a sage nod). Finally, she checked that all of the notecards were in order and that the mics were all working.
She spun around in the middle of the room, going over everything with a critical eye, and then nodded once to herself.
She headed to the ‘dressing room’ (it was a closet they had repurposed).
“I’m done, Richard.”
“Dick,” he corrected lightly, leaning in to check his teeth.
She raised an eyebrow. “Sorry?”
His eyes widened and he whirled around, holding his hands up in a half placating, half surrendering gesture. “Nonono, I’m not calling you that, I’m saying that’s my name. Dick. Short for Richard.”
“I know. I’m just sorry.”
Dick sputtered. Damian made a wheezing sound that might have been a laugh.
Unfortunately for Damian, the wheeze drew Marinette’s attention. She groaned. “Oh my god, put the cat down, you’re in a suit for fuck’s sake,” she hissed. She looked around until she found a lint roller, and then thrust it towards him. “Trade me.”
Damian looked affronted. “I’m not putting down Alfred.”
She had to force herself to ignore the fact that he had named his cat Alfred of all things, she needed to concentrate on what was really important: threatening him.
“You are going to put down Alfred. I suggest you do it willingly.”
It was Dick’s turn to snicker at his brother’s misfortune.
Neither spared him a glance, too locked in their staredown. Marinette had thought for a moment that Damian was going to actually try and throw hands, but at least she would still be winning in that case because he would have to let his cat go to do so.
Eventually, Damian heaved a long-suffering sigh and handed off the cat. She set Alfred in her hood just so she could cross her arms over her chest while she watched Damian struggle with the lint roller for a solid seven minutes. She might be indebted to these people, but damn if she wasn’t going to be passive aggressive about it.
Dick grinned, leaning his arm on her shoulder. She felt short, in that moment, but it wasn’t her fault that the man was freakishly tall.
“You’re the best hire we could have ever had,” said the man who was unaware she was considering kneecapping him to make herself seem taller.
Not that she was going to tell him.
“I’m being held captive.”
“Same difference,” he joked.
And, despite herself, a tiny smile made its way across her face. His happiness was strangely contagious. No wonder he was so popular in the host club.
She reached up to tap him on the nose. “You haven’t done your stage makeup yet.”
He yelped out a curse and then ran to look for the makeup brushes, muttering under his breath about how that was what he had forgotten.
*****
Marinette stumbled into the library, a hand absently rubbing an ache between her shoulder blades. Her eyes locked with Babs’.
“Is it in ye –?”
“No,” Babs said, still tapping away at her computer.
Marinette slumped against the doorframe, letting her head knock against the wood. Maybe it would give her good luck.
“Life is a tragedy and I’m nothing more than Shakespeare’s bitch.”
The woman sighed and pushed up her glasses to rub an eye. “I’ll check it out for you when it comes in. Give it to you during the host club.”
Her posture brightened instantly. “Really?”
“Yeah, just don’t lose it. I have a perfect record when it comes to turning my books in on time and I don’t want you to ruin that.”
She grinned and did a mock salute. “Aye-aye.”
*****
Marinette absently stacked the plates, cups, and spoons on top of each other to take them into the next room for a quick wash. She kind of liked finding the optimal ways to stack things, it was like a very high-stakes game of Tetris. She carefully picked up her tower and was pleased to find that it didn’t shake in the slightest.
Only to blink when Jason stood up, holding a tiny stack of his own.
“Let me help.”
She stared blankly for a moment before she finally caught a quiet gasp nearby. Her eyes flicked in that direction and found a customer practically cooing over the basic human decency Jason had displayed. She sighed a little. Right, they had an audience. She pulled a slightly wobbly smile to her face.
“Sure. Thanks,” she said carefully. In the end, even if it was just to forward his image as a ‘baddie with a heart of gold’, it was still help and she wasn’t intent on saying no just to be petty.
Or, at least, that was what she had thought until he had kept doing it. Almost every night, without fail, he would help her clean up after everyone. Even if all of the guests were gone by the time he got away.
She finally gave in one day, her hands almost elbow deep in the sink water:
“Why do you keep helping me? You know that this isn’t your job, right?”
He gave her a strange look for a moment.
And then he gave the slightest of smiles. “I was poor, once, too.”
She nodded slightly. They went back to work with a quiet sense of solidarity.
“Also, you take too long to wash dishes on your own.”
She splashed him with the sink water.
He gasped, puffing up in his mock offense. “Hey! These pants are supposed to be cared for! They’re hand wash only!”
“Then this is perfect,” she said, grinning. “It’s totally deserved.”
He raised an eyebrow. “So is this.”
He used the cup he had been washing to scoop up some water and dump it over her head.
She stared at him for a full minute in stunned silence. And then a grin broke out over her face.
He suddenly looked like he was considering running away.
In the end, they finished the day more clean than the dishes, but hey. It’s the thought that counts.
(Just kidding. Sanitation doesn’t work like that. They overloaded the dishwasher to fix their mistakes.)
*****
Marinette sighed and set the cake down on a table, then turned to leave.
She stopped short when she saw Tim in the doorway, his bag half off his shoulder where he had been about to fling it away from himself like he did every day while opening up the clubroom.
“How’d you…?”
She shrugged and held up a keyring. “Asked the janitor.”
His brows furrowed momentarily, as if he were thinking, but then he just shook his head to dismiss the thought.
“Why do you have a wedding cake? Did you have a Vegas wedding or something?”
She groaned internally and forced herself to straighten up to her full height. “My parents are bakers. The wedding they catered today didn’t end up happening. Bride got cold feet – uh, literally, she was murdered, y’know? – and they said to give this to my friends.”
He raised an eyebrow. “So you brought it here?”
“Well, Adrien doesn’t have a cheat day for another two weeks, and if I ever have another slice of cake it’ll be too soon. This is kinda the last place I’ve got. Besides, it could please your guests.”
“Couldn’t you just give it out to the people in your homeroom?”
She rolled her eyes. “Do you want the cake or not? Because I have to go to class soon. Unlike you, I’ll get thrown out if I don’t attend every one of my classes, Drake.”
He snorted. “Aw? The scholarship student is struggling in her classes?”
“That’s not why, and if you really think that then you’re dumber than I thought,” she said, curling her fists at her sides.
A couple of complicated expressions flicked over his face, none of which she could get a good read on, but Steph’s head appeared over Tim’s shoulder before either of them could say something they regretted.
“Shut up and let the nice girl give us cake, Tim,” Steph said, smacking him over the back of the head as she brushed past him to get in the door. She grinned at Marinette. “Thanks for the food.”
Marinette gave a tiny smile in return.
She smiled even wider when, as Steph passed, she asked Marinette under her breath if she wanted to join her in throwing a slice of the cake into Tim’s face. As if it was even a question.
*****
Duke squinted at the needle in her hand suspiciously. His arm was already sanitized and the needle was prepped, it would only take around thirty minutes for her to get a sufficient amount of his blood to analyze. “Are you sure you know how to do this?”
She huffed. “Of course I do. Don’t be a pussy.”
“That’s sexist.”
“Okay? And not volunteering to help for my project is anti black.”
There was a beat before the pair of them broke into quiet snickers. Quiet, because neither of them wanted to get caught slacking off in the middle of their research class.
Marinette tapped the needle. “Don’t worry, if you’re good I’ll give you a cake pop.”
His smile almost seemed to light up the room. “Sounds like a deal. Stick me.”
(Later, she had found herself staring at his vitals with mild confusion. He almost didn’t seem human. And then she had quietly dismissed them as an outlier. Maybe she’d ask if he had been a victim of a Rogue attack recently when she saw him at their next host club meeting. Or not. That was kinda personal.)
*****
Marinette liked Cass. Neither of them really talked, but Cass didn’t talk much to anyone anyways.
Still, the girl was a soothing presence. Sometimes, when the days were slow or while they were waiting for the club to start, they could be seen sitting in the same window. Cass would listen to music. Marinette would do her homework or read a book.
It was pleasant.
At least, it was pleasant most of the time. It turns out a silent person can be a bad thing. Marinette now had a permanent chemical burn on the back of her arm because Cass had come up to her at the wrong time, had tapped her on the shoulder, and Marinette had flinched so hard in her surprise that she had ended up spilling an entire beaker over the back of her wrist.
She was pretty sure the seven solid, apology-filled minutes where Cass had helped her rush to the nurse’s office to stem the blood bubbling on her arm was the most she had ever heard her talk before.
*****
Marinette glared at her reflection, aggressively applying stage makeup to the area under her eyes. She would have to wash it all off right afterwards, stage makeup looks strange when up close and not under the effect of near-blinding lights. And then, after that, she would have to sit still while Adrien applied even more, but wildly different makeup to her face, for the second half of the conference where she would be forced to shmooze for the sake of funding.
But that was a problem for later. She needed to make sure everything was perfect.
Anything less than the best score in the school could throw her scholarship into jeopardy.
At least this was getting her out of her usual host club duties. Marinette and Adrien needed to present, so she would have gotten out for a few hours no matter what, but a solid number of the (actual, willing) host club members were in their age group. Duke, Tim, and Steph all had projects today as well.
They had canceled the host club for the day. Maybe the others would be attending the presentation, maybe not, she didn’t really care.
All she cared about right now was making sure she didn’t look like some kind of ethereal being made of light on stage.
A head dropped onto her shoulder and she rolled her eyes. “You look like a ghoul.”
Adrien grinned. “I think this is the best I’ve ever looked.”
“True.”
He gasped. “Rude.”
“I mean, you kinda set that one up for me,” she said, gently shoving him off so she could straighten fully. She patted down her deep red dress, checked her black heels to make sure they weren’t going to slip, and then turned to him. “Good?”
He hummed thoughtfully, tipping his head to the side. And then he shook his head, motioning for her to turn around. “I told you you needed to do something with your hair,” he said.
She huffed. “I did.”
“Letting it out of its usual pigtails is not ‘doing something’.”
“I mean… if you want to define the words –.”
He snorted. “Shut up. Let me fix this.”
She waited impatiently for him to brush her hair and pull it into a strict bun.
She scrunched her nose at her reflection. “I look like a teacher.” She pulled a strand out to frame her face.
He tucked it right back behind her ear. “Well, you’re teaching these people –.”
“You’re the most infuriating person I’ve ever met.”
“You’re looking in a mirror. Time to meet someone even worse. Nettie, meet Nettie.”
She pulled away the moment he was done. “The moment this is all over I’m beating your ass.”
“I mean, you kinda set that one up for me,” he mocked.
“I’m not kidding, Chaton. Meet me in the parking lot at 7pm.”
He only grinned, stuffing his hands in the pockets of his suit, and jerked his head to point towards the stage.
*****
Marinette and Adrien had chosen the safest possible option. Even if neither of them really cared about how the overexposure to chemicals had affected the average Gothamite’s physiology – they already knew that it would boost their immune systems in some areas, weaken it in some areas, and just generally cause a myriad of lung and heart problems, they weren’t stupid – it was something they knew was both a popular question at the moment and something that rich people would want to know so they could start finding solutions for themselves.
Which meant they might get funding from people that weren’t just Adrien’s Dad. Not only did Marinette not want to rely on him, grades and future teams/assignments were determined by how much funding you received. They were already at a disadvantage, Marinette’s parents weren’t rich and couldn’t make a sizable contribution like every other family at the academy could. They needed to win over anyone they could.
And they had done pretty well. Marinette had only stuttered and considered asking Adrien to anti-Bruce-Wayne her parents a single time.
They’d made up for it in the questions portion. The subject of chemicals was something they both knew an ungodly amount about, so they answered every question sent their way without a hint of hesitation. In the end, they’d gotten quite a few people to come up to tell them that they would be donating to their ‘cause’.
She hadn’t expected one of the people they had won over to be Bruce Wayne, though.
Marinette fought to not shrink back as the man that sponsored the scholarship program she used began to head her way. He was Gotham’s sweetheart, and a bit of a dunce, but he still held more power over her than she would prefer.
And he had his kids in tow. Even more people that could choose to ruin her life on a whim. Fun. She definitely wanted more of those.
She got a thumbs up from Cass, at least. Thanks, Cass.
As for the rest of the Wayne kids… they were currently looking at her like she had spontaneously sprouted an extra head. She made a tiny ‘what the fuck’ gesture with her hand, but they were too stunned to give her any kind of meaningful response.
Marinette looked to Adrien, and he looked back at Marinette, both of them making sure that they looked as good as was physically possible. They took the moment to share quiet ‘do you know what’s going on with them?’ looks, and ended up with nothing.
And then they threw a pair of identical smiles the Waynes’ way.
“Mr. Wayne!” She said with false cheer. “It’s so nice to see you! How is business going?”
He grinned. “It’s been great. You didn’t hear it from me, but I’m pretty sure our stock prices are about to jump.”
Adrien laughed lightly. “Oh? I’ll be sure to tell my dad to invest.”
Marinette wanted to die.
“Ah, yes, good investments are good,” the man said, giving him a daft kind of smile. And then he reached out and patted Marinette on the top of the head, making the tiny strand of hair tucked behind her ear fall back into her face. Luckily, the man didn’t notice. “Like her. Back when I first started sponsoring you, even I never could have guessed that you would become so smart.”
She forced a blush to her face. “Well, I’m just really good with chemistry. I’m just glad that it was accepted as being close enough to biology to count.”
“Our mutual love of chemical experimentation is what brought us together in the first place.”
Marinette leaned in conspiratorially, cupping a hand over her mouth to stage-whisper to the others: “Don’t let him fool you, he’s talking about the time he blew up his microwave.”
“For science! It was an experiment!” Adrien said with false offense.
Bruce chuckled good-naturedly and started rifling through his pockets for a checkbook. “Well, it would be wrong to give money to all my other kids and leave you out, don’t you think?”
Marinette stared at him for a moment, her fake smile fading slightly in favor of pure confusion. “Sir, I don’t know how to tell you this, but I’m not one of your kids.”
And, sure, she knew that Bruce Wayne’s kid situation was a little strange. There were only five actual Wayne kids: Dick Grayson-Wayne, Jason Wayne, Cassandra Wayne, Damian Al Ghul- Wayne, and Duke Thomas. There was also the weird gray area that was Tim Drake, Stephanie Brown, and Barbara Gordon, all of whom had one or more living parents but often found themselves grouped with the others because of how close they were to the Wayne family.
But Marinette? Marinette was a scholarship kid that was being forced to be around them all. She had talked to Bruce Wayne a grand total of four times, and one of those times was happening at this exact moment.
Bruce Wayne blinked once. Twice. Three times. And then he smacked his palm against his forehead. “Oh! Right! Sorry, the others talk about you so much that sometimes I forget you aren’t my kid.”
Marinette sometimes wondered if a man could truly be this dumb.
“Ah, don’t worry, I’m sure my parents could identify every single one of them in a line up with how much I talk about them,” she said, forcing her sweetest tone even as her gaze cut to the Wayne kids in a way that screamed ‘I have talked about murdering you multiple times’.
The Waynes now looked like they had just watched her grow a third head and were now resigned to the fact that she could apparently grow more heads. An improvement? Maybe?
Bruce chuckled and patted her on the head again. “They are little scamps, aren’t they?”
“They’re sweet, though,” she lied through her teeth. “I enjoy every minute we spend together.”
“I’d hope so!” The man said cheerfully.
And then Bruce, the godsend, the best person to ever exist, wrote a check and dropped it in her donation box. Marinette only just refrained from pumping her fist.
Still, the smile Adrien and Marinette gave after that was far more genuine.
Adrien smiled. “That was very nice of you, Mr. Wayne.”
“Thank you, sir,” she said.
“Of course! And, please, both of you, call me Bruce.”
“I don’t think you understand how much I just… can’t do that.”
He chuckled and gave her one last pat on the head – Adrien looked like he wanted to cry a little as his careful work started to come undone for real – before heading off to do whatever it was rich people do.
His kids didn’t join him.
Marinette turned to Steph, Tim, and Duke. “Good job on your presentation, Duke.”
(Listen, she liked Steph well enough, but Tim was a dick and she would rather die than compliment his work. Especially not when he was her main competition at the school.)
Tim didn’t even seem to register the snub, for once.
This gave Duke plenty of time to snicker and tell her, “I totally bombed. My partner didn’t even read the note cards I gave her.”
“I mean, yeah, but you’re not supposed to say that.”
He could only shrug a little, somewhere between amused and annoyed.
Dick didn’t give her much time to register the motion, though, as he came up and rested his hands on her shoulders.
She blinked at him. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re weirdly touchy?”
“I – wha –?” He shook his head, and she wasn’t sure if that was an answer or if he was just dismissing the question. “You’ve been attractive this whole time?”
Marinette ignored the fact that Adrien had chosen to break down laughing. It was surely unrelated.
She looked up at Dick for a moment. “I mean… duh?”
“But…” Damian said, sounding almost pained. “Every time we’ve seen you, you’ve worn a hoodie and jeans.”
“Yeah, because I’m not really interested in looking good for – I don’t know – fucking Kyle from my Calculus class.” She huffed. “Besides. Nice clothes? Makeup? That stuff is expensive. Way too expensive to use when I’m not getting any kind of return, y’know?”
Steph nodded her agreement. Ah. Working class solidarity. It does exist, after all.
And then Babs wheeled herself closer, looking mildly amused. “And if you can get a return?”
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