#the peak bi experience ~

[hedonistbyheart]

Romance in Red.

Thanks to Mr. And Mrs. Dechart and Neil Newbon for an impeccable reference.

#Spideypool #petermj #spiderman #spider-man #deadpool #mary jane watson #mj watson #peter x wade #peter x mj #peter parker #wade wilson #the peak bi experience ~ #my art #the ref is a still from one of Bryan and Amelia's livestreams #it's in their tag

[steddielicious]

There’s all this discourse on bi Steve that assumes that either Steve has always known or that Eddie was his awakening. But what about a dumbass Steve whose first kiss was with a guy, but he didn’t clue in until much later? In this essay, I will elaborate on…

Steve, who at age eleven is best friends with Tommy and Carol. They’ve come up with a pact to all have their first kisses with each other (Steve and Carol and Tommy and Carol, obviously), but the day before, Steve and Tommy are scared that they’ll be bad kissers and Carol will tell everyone. So the two boys decide to practice ahead of time. Of course, this is where Steve’s reputation as a Casanova starts. He just has this natural ability.

And as years pass, Steve and Tommy never really talk about it; but whenever something new comes up, they always practice before Carol. French kissing and necking and dry humping. They don’t want to blow their loads too early with their first handjobs with her, so it’s only natural that the first hands on their dicks that don’t belong to themselves are each other’s. When they’re fourteen, Tommy and Carol lose their virginity to each other and Steve fucks her right after. But it changes everything, and Carol actually wants to date Tommy. In an exclusive relationship.

Steve starts serial dating, taking first kisses and virginities all over town. None of the girls feel any different from Carol (or Tommy), so when he’s alone with Danny Mahoney in the showers after a swim meet in sophomore year and it turns into making out and sloppy handjobs, Steve doesn’t expect anything more. A mouth is a mouth and a hand is a hand, right? It’s just guys helping each other out. After all, they’re not doing anything really queer, like blowjobs or anal. At some point, Danny admits that he actually is gay. (It doesn’t bother Steve as much as he expects.)

When Steve is a junior, he starts dating Nancy Wheeler and stops fooling around with Danny (and various girls). Even though it doesn’t really count with Danny, something deep inside him tells him it does. So Steve has a proper girlfriend and doesn’t really think about anyone other than her.

And then Jonathan Byers straddles him in an alley and beats the shit out of him for calling him a queer. Steve isn’t a fan of the fists, but as he feels Byers on his hips, the clouds part and it clicks that he’s being a massive hypocrite and asshole. When all is said and done and the demogorgon is defeated, Steve still stays with Nancy. But now he knows. He’ll never tell anyone, but it really doesn’t matter what gender the other person is. Either way, it doesn’t matter. He’s in love with Nancy and they’re going to be together forever.

Months later though, Jonathan is still wary around Steve and can’t quite bring himself to trust him, despite the new camera. And Steve needs to prove that he’s changed, so makes an effort to get to know Jonathan better. And one night in April 1984, when they’re baked out of their minds in the Byers’ backyard, Steve swears that he doesn’t care if Jonathan (or anyone in his family, for that matter) is a queer, because he himself likes guys. Jonathan is the one who puts a name to what Steve is - bisexual. No one really knows what it means, but David Bowie once said that he was, and if Steve has this thing in common with Bowie, it can’t be that bad.

That winter, when Steve is suffering through a broken heart and Danny is back from Berkeley for Christmas, Steve sheepishly admits that he’s actually into guys the same as girls. Danny rolls his eyes and they fuck all winter break long. Steve is eighteen now and really doesn’t have any real friends to hang out with (at least not until he’s comfortable around Jonathan and Nancy being a couple), so he spends a few Saturday nights in spring up in Indy’s gay clubs figuring out what he likes. And he likes it all.

Well, not quite. In May, after a basketball game, Billy Hargrove corners Steve in the locker room and aggressively kisses him. He then threatens to kill him if he tells anyone. Steve believes him of course, because Billy is a fucking psychopath with issues that run a mile deep.

And no, Steve doesn’t have the chance to tell Robin about himself in the Starcourt bathroom, thanks to Dustin and Erica barging in. But once they’ve been released from the hospital, he sneaks in her window that night and tells her that he gets it.

After all, gender is such an arbitrary factor in who’s hot or not, right?

(Robin says no, boys are gross.)

See more in the series at #peak bi experience

Crossposted to AO3 here

#steve harrington #steddielicious writes #bisexual steve harrington #stranger things #steddie headcanon #steddie drabble #steddie #steddie fic #eddie munson #I swear this will eventually tie in to steddie #so I’m leaving the tags #stommy #peak bi experience

[milf-murdock]

Anyone else see Valeria in that new MW3 trailer and just

#cod is my PEAK bi experience #valeria garza #valeria cod

[bi-radiance]

Being bisexual is great because I can relate to any first-person romance novel or love song

#truly is a peak experience #bi positivity #bi post #bisexual positivity #bisexual #bisexuality #bi love #bi and proud #bi wlw

[gummyfang]

♡♡♡ |   ˗ˏˋ Perv König  ´ˎ˗

➳　【K ö n i g　ｘ　Ｒｅａｄｅｒ】

❧ Warnings: 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰, 𝐠/𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠, 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: this was SUPPOSED to be headcanons. no clue what happened here, it kinda turn into word vom so if it's kinda shit dont come at me. also I made Konig bi hehe. I had some more ideas but this got a bit long and i got lazy so let me know if you'd like a second part to this ♡

Deprivation of touch and sexual attention is nothing unheard of at a location such as a military base. With little ways to relieve their frustration, most men are forced to resort to fantasy as they rub one out.

König was no different. And really, he didn’t have a problem with it. He was never a man who needed much to get going, the mental image of random men and women enough to have him cum all over his hand. It wasn’t desperation for him, just routine. Masturbation was just what helped him relax after a physically and emotionally taxing day. That is, until you came into the picture.

The first time König saw you, he wasn’t being too weird about you. Just watching KorTac’s rookie members walk on by, as he checked them out one by one, his steely gaze lingered on you.

Maybe it was the way you looked so pathetic, doe-like eyes wide as you shuffled along like a lost little deer. Or perhaps it was the way your combat cargo pants (despite not being meant to fit tightly) hugged nicely around your ass. You’d caught König’s attention.

It wasn't until you approached him that he really started taking interest in you. Being such a large man with a reputation for being ruthless on the battlefield did not make König a very approachable man, and he wasn't exactly keen on mingling with strangers either. So when you approached him for his help with a tangled strap on your gear, he was pleasantly surprised.

You apologized quietly and continuously, embarrassed you had to ask for help from someone with so much more experience so early on. Little did you know König was enjoying himself quite a bit.

With a gruff chuckle, his thick fingers started working on untangling the mess of straps and clasps, making him wonder how the fuck you managed to do this in the first place.

His fingers traced your back gently, the light shudder you tried to hide not going unnoticed to the large man.

God, you looked so fucking cute and petite sitting down under him like this. König's eyelids slid down as he sunk into thoughts, thinking back to your doe-like gaze.

Before he knew it, his fingers slid away from the straps to explore along your body, tracing along your sides. Your shirt moved up a little as he did, exposing your lower back. Your underwear was peaking out from under the waist of your trousers, just enough to let the teasing view settle in his mind. König felt his cock twitch in his pants, wetting his bottom lip with his tongue.

He was grateful he still had his sniper hood up. If anyone could see him, well... he looked fucking depraved.

His name floating from your lips snapped him back out of his trance, his large hands quickly dropping back down. He mutters a shitty excuse about checking the other straps, before finally untangling the mess. He excuses himself, and before you can get another word in, he's seen himself out.

That night, his cock felt ten times as sensitive as usual. König tugged it out of his boxers with little grace before fucking his fist animalistically. Where his mind was usually filled with faceless, nude bodies, the picture in his mind had now taken a clearer shape. It was you.

He thought of your pretty waist, how he could hold onto it as he fucked his cum into you. And that underwear, God.

As he bucked into his fist and the spurts of white liquid made his hand sticky, he knew something changed in him. Jacking off by himself like this wasn't going to keep him satisfied. He needed more.

The depravity got to König quickly. Soon, his masturbation sessions doubled. Where he'd usually only satisfy himself at the end of the day, he now found himself waking him hard as a rock with lewd fantasies of you drifting through his mind. Not bothering to wait until his morning wood dissipated, he instead decided using the material his depraved mind provided him with would be easier anyways.

Soon, when he wasn't busy himself, König could frequently be found overseeing rookie training from a distance, though there was really only one he had eye for.

Could you blame him? You were practically asking to be stared at, the way you kept bending over as if you were begging for him to come over and shove you to the floor and have his way with you right then and there.

Each of your little curves and movements were stored in König's memory, only for him to jack off to later.

At first he'd tried being subtle about it. Although he was drawn to you, there was some shame tied to his actions. Eyeing up a new recruit like this? And this often? People would start talking if he weren't careful.

But slowly, it was like he forgot he was supposed to feel ashamed for this. Where he used to find excuses to go to the training room to seek you out, usually claiming it was his turn to clean the training equipment, he now just started leering at you from the doorway.

After all, it was much easier to look at you where his view wasn't obscured by other rookies or equipment.

Then, eventually, just watching you bend your sweaty body in those positions wasn't enough for König. He needed you. Your essence. Anything that had to do with your body.

He didn't act on it. At least, not at first. König was not stupid. His perverse gazes could land him some social repercussions among his peers, but actually going behind your back to pleasure himself with your belongings? That could get him in serious shit.

But then the opportunity presented itself to him on a silver platter. You'd left the radio on your bed in a hurry, and you wouldn't have enough time to eat if you went out to grab it. But of course kind-hearted König didn't mind getting it for you.

Your barracks were empty. His heavily thudding footsteps echoing off the walls and breathing were the only noises he could hear. Your bed wasn’t hard to spot with the small radio thrown on the pillow.

But as he moved to pick it up, he caught a whiff of your scent. Immediately, his cock twitched in his pants. He’d been growing closer to you, and as he did, your scent became one of many aspects that reminded him of how much you turned him on.

But now, here he was, his stiff member forming a tent in his pants as he stood there, all alone. He felt his ears heat up at the realization what his body and mind were screaming for him to do.

For a moment, he convinced himself to just pick up your radio and force his legs to walk himself back out. But as soon as he leaned over to snatch it off the pillow, his shin bumped against the edge of the bed, and he clumsily tumbled onto the sheets.

As soon as his nose was shoved into the sheets, he knew he was done for.

He knew this was wrong. For the first time since he’d met you, he was struck by feelings of actual shame as he writhed around to make himself comfortable, before pulling his cock out and hurriedly pumping his hand up and down.

As he was lying down on your bed, those scenes of you doing sit-ups in those tightly fit pants started replaying in his mind. He whimpered softly as he pressed his thumb down on the head of his cock, the thought of you sleeping here tonight none the wiser of what happened only made him hornier.

A vein popped up on the back of his hand as the grip on the smooth fabric of the sheets tightened, pressing it over his mouth and nose.

Your scent drove him crazy. It offered him a figment of the proximity he imagined when he stroked his cock to your image every night.

His thumb rolled over the head of his cock, the digit gathering some of the precum leaking out the tip to lube up his rough strokes.

A loud moan muffled by the sheets erupted from his throat before his spend was spilling over his hand and abdomen. Thank fuck he'd pulled up his shirt a little.

A few drops leaked onto your bed, but he couldn't be bothered to clean those up. The thought of you sleeping with his semen under your sheets only turned him on more.

God, he felt so fucking dirty.

He knew he was done for. He'd never cummed this hard before in his life. Every single aspect of you turned him on, he needed you.

But you'd be none the wiser. He'd make sure of that, König thought to himself as he wiped away the fluids. He pulled his pants back up and fixed up your bed, before grabbing the radio and heading back out as if nothing happened.

𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

@rahmown @catou1305 @johfaam0 @tulipsbymybed

#call of duty #cod #cod modern warfare #cod mw2 #konig x reader #konig #könig x reader #könig #♡.mlw #♡.mlm #♡.nsfw #gummyfang

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Day 15: Temp Play

Fandom: Mortal Kombat 1

Character:Bi-han

Warnings: temp play , oral, p in v.

A/n: Idc he’s evil, I love him 😂

A whine escaped your lips as you arched into Bi-Han’s touch. The man having formed a small ice cube in his finger tips, you could feel him slowly circling your nipple though his name escaped your lips as you then get his hot breath on your skin.

The coldness of his ice compared to the heat of his breath was driving you insane. Your fingers clutching his hair. “Bi-Han!”

Pulling his lips away, he ran his tongue across his lips. A dark gleam on his eyes as ice formed on his finger tips. “So beautiful…I can not wait of watch you come undone.” He whispered as his mouth followed his cold finger tips.

He hear of his mouth melting away the ice, your body squirming under his touch though your eyes went wide feeling him push his fingers into your pussy, you had to bite your tongue from crying out having never felt this sensation before.

“Do you like this? Oh course you do”

Squeezing your eyes shut, you bucked against his fingers. His tongue on your clit, between the warmth of his mouth and the coldness of his fingers. You couldn’t help but feel like you were going insane and Jake as you were about to reach your peak the man pulled his fingers out of your slit. “Bi-Han!”

Giving you a smirk, Bi-Han grasped your hips then thrusted into your warmth. A deep groan leaving his lips as he started to thrust. You felt so good wrapped around his cock, so warm. Gritting his teeth, the man pressed his thumb against your clit.

Your back arching off the bed doing the best of meet the man’s thrusts. You weren’t sure how much longer you could take this. Everything felt so hot but the way he was applying the coldness to your clit was adding another layer of pleasure to this experience, you were so close.

“Pl-please. Bi-Han. I’m.”

Your fingers dug into his back as your pressed your breasts into his chest. Nuzzling into your neck, his teeth grazed your skin. “Cum for me my love….I want to feel you.”

Turning your head, your lips met his and all it took for you to come undone was for him to roll your clot between his thumb. Your walls tightening around his cock as good climax hit you.

Grunting, Bi-Han continued to thrust as you road out your orgasm. The man coming deep within you, his hands not clutching your hips tightly. Slowing his thrusts, he gave you a soft kiss. His touch cooling down your heated skin.

His gaze softened as he looked over you, a blissful smile on your face. “You have managed to melt this cold heart…you made me a happy man.” He rested his head against yours. “I love you.”

Still smiling, you cupped his cheeks gently as you gave him another kiss. “I love you too Bi-Han…but we are defiantly doing this again.”

“Anything for you.”

#drabbles #drabble #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #bi han sub zero #bi han #bi han x reader #bi han mk #bi han x you #bi han mortal kombat #bi han x y/n #bi-han #bi han mk 1 #mk #mk1 #mk 1 #mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat x you #mortal Kombat x y/n #mortal Kombat 1 #Bi-han x reader #Bi-han x you

[let-us-cultivate-our-garden]

Do you thinks kids were afraid of Luz and that why they bullied her and why she doesn’t have any friends

It's possible but the problem is that we're only told that Luz is bullied and never shown why so you could just as easily assume that people simply didn't like her just as you can argue that people were afraid of her.

Now, does the show have to have a flashback scene demonstrating how Luz was bullied? That's how most kid shows do it right? Well, you don't need a whole flashback but you have to do more than just have Luz tell us when she doesn't really act like someone who is bullied for her interests.

Instead of being shy about Azura she celebrates it fully and it's popular enough that they're making movie adaptations of them. It's like being a Harry Potter fan at the peak of its popularity.

She also makes friends rather easily at Hexside so she's not socially awkward and she's certainly capable of standing up for herself. So why was she bullied?

Because it makes her relatable.

Nearly everyone can relate to being bullied and it's very easy to make a character likable and have the audience connect to them when you give them experiences that mirror their own.

The problem with Luz is that the show never goes into her bullying at all, which is bizarre since she feels more at home in the Boiling Isles than in the human realm. You would think that her feeling like an outsider at home would be explored more and how the BI makes her feel accepted. It would also make her line about "always wanting to be understood" a natural end for her arc instead of coming in out of left field.

Instead, what we're shown makes it seem like Luz never even tried to make friends: Vee met Masha at the camp Luz was going to go to, which means that if Luz actually did go to that boring camp, then she would have met someone to share her interests with. Luz freaks out and has a pity-me speech in front of the whole class and afterward, two random kids commend her for how brave she is! If you really wanted to hammer home that Luz is an outsider, then have those two kids call her a weirdo or something, not validate her (which she barely acknowledges, btw).

It's also quite telling that Vee-as-Luz managed to make friends while Luz did not, which tells me that the opportunity was there for her to find her community in the human realm but chose not to for whatever reason.

The most we get is in the first episode when she brings live snakes to school and a firecracker that she plans to ignite. Cue the principal recommending summer camp for her where she can (shock!) learn to socialize better. This is a great setup for a kid who needs to learn to separate reality and fantasy better but a terrible one for a kid who is being bullied and is treated so poorly that she'd rather live in another dimension. Even season 3 doesn't fix this because it spends more time on Luz's grief over Manny and how she's failing school not because of being bullied but because the subjects are boring.

So, Luz is not an outsider; we have no evidence of this in the show other than it simply tells us that she was. Actions speak louder than words, and Luz's actions show me a person who is too caught up in her own fantasies to think about how that might affect other people.

#asks #the owl house #toh critical #toh criticism #luz noceda

[thetitans-stories]

Maria turned her chair after finishing her recording. She was a streamer and videogame player. She looked at her roommate that burst in through the door just staring at her. Yes, she had a ample bosom, something that she had used for many years to gain a respectable number of followers. Sadly, they were not enough to make rent alone, so she needed a roommate. Eric seemed a decent enough fellow gamer that did not seem to mind nor approach her with sexual intent, so she was content with sharing the place with him.

However his leering eyes today told her a very different story, as he was staring at her chest, very obviously. She was going to say something when she heard a female voice from his room across the hall. Eric turned around and went back, but this peaked Marias curiosity. Why did Eric have a girl here, when she knew nothing about such?

Stepping into his room, she was shocked silent. A gorgeous figure, perfectly dressed as one of the mages from the very videogame she was playing stood in his room. However much more scantly dressed than her game counterpart, everything from the staff, to the hair, makeup and even her voice was that from the game.

She was so enamored she failed to notice Eric sitting down by his computer and typing. She felt a tug, that pulled both her and the mysterious woman to walk out onto the balcony overlooking the city. They had a nice place that overlooked most of the city, but something felt off.

How did she afford such a place with just one roommate, at a wage of a streamer? She remember moving in about a year ago, but very little details about how they got it. She looked over at her boyfriend sitting at the computer, and was about to says something when a pair of lips touched hers.

Her boyfriend knew she was Bi and had at one point admitted her crush on this character, but how much had it cost him to hire such a cosplayer? Thousands at least. That is when she felt it. The tremors in the air. Something shifted.

She was now staring at a beautiful elven princess. Her impossible hair growing out, her clothes shifting. Memories of the game character fading from her mind, replaced with moments of her elf girlfriend and herself pleasuring their boyfriend.

They both knew this threesome was one of love, as they all loved each other very much and had professed as much. Shan-Dalri had one of the best tongues Mary had ever felt eating her out, and she had learned a lot in the terms of blowjobs from her centuries of experience.

She embraced her girlfriend tightly, knowing the elf did not feel cold the same way she did, but happy to feel close to the one of two loves of her life. Eric sat by his large computer setup still typing, but Mary didn't care much about that. He made the money, they just simply enjoyed.

Again Mary felt a jolt running through the air, but this time it was within herself. Something shift. Something growing. A short headache.....

and it was gone. Slave M kneeled on the balcony, next to her sister slave, both ready to pleasure their one true Master. Yes, she had once been a demon from hell sent to this mortal plane. Master had found her and with some magical boon of a kind none of her kin understood, he had shifted her into this sex puppet she had become.

She was constantly horny, her sister slave only able to satisfy some of her needs. Not allowed to speak, she tried her best, all the time, to seduce their Master. Her collar showed her status as a slave, while she was not allowed to wear more than a bikini, but she could work with the limitations in seducing most mortals.

Master on the other hand was no mere mortal. She had observed him summoning fantastical creatures of all kinds, all female obviously, into his rom and they all bowed to him as her new sister slaves. Just like how he had once summoned her.

At some point, she would return to the hells where she belonged, and she was trying to plot some way of breaking this enslavement when she suddenly felt her Masters gaze upon her. Her eyes touched the ground as her green hair swirled around her head. Did he read her mind? If he did, she would not have much time be....

Cumtoy orgasmed as the cum filled its existence. It had fulfilled its purpose. To pleasure the owner was the one thing any cumtoy had to perform in life. Filled with pride and cum, cumtoy was happy to exist as it did. With its gaping hole dripping, it could only be sad that the cum was leaving it for now.

Owner, Master and Creator held it in his grip. Whatever he needed, it would do. He tossed it to the o´corner of the room, discarding it like a used toy. Cumtoy kept orgasming as more cum leaked out of her on the floor. Its purpose was fulfilled. Its mind, whatever that was, faded away as a leaking onahole remained in its place.

A French maid with bunny ears picked it up later and cleaned it out. Nothing remained inside. No cum. No mind. No thoughts.

#mind control #transformation #slave #master #reality alteration #elf #cosplay #reality change #mindless #master pc #onahole

[srbachchan]

DAY 5525

Jalsa, Mumbai                  Apr 2,  2023                Sun 11:49 PM

Birthday Ef 

🪔 .. April 03 .. birthday wishes to Ef Haarsha Balraj from South Africa .. Ef Krishna urf Kris Dwivedi from Bilaspur CG .. and Ef Divyansh Rawat from Lucknow .. love and happiness .. ❤️❤️❤️🌿 and all the good wishes from the family Ef .. and the Sunday meetings at the Gate be in preference of course .. hence here 

And the very revealing aspect for the coming day be that on April 3, for the first time an adventure took place .. the first plane to fly over the Everest  .. in the year 1934 , apparently ..

Justification :

📌 .. and on this day .. April 3, 1933 .. conquering the impossible .. happened the first fly ever over Everest 🏔️ .. by two British aircraft  of type Westland Wallace bi-planes .. crewed by Squadron Leader Douglas-Hamilton and Colonel LVS Blacker in one and Flight Lieutenant MacIntyre and Mr SR Bonnet in the other .. they took off from Lalbalu aerodrome, near Purnea, India .. the flight lasted for around three hours, covered a return distance of 320 miles reaching nearly 30,000 feet clearing the mountain by a reported 100 feet .. close range photographs of Mt Everest proved the achievement which previously was not possible to any airplane .. 

further justification  -

the peak , the highest point on Earth .. the mountain , the Himalayas and the feat that seems to this generation to be no big deal, because they are unaware of the conditions and circumstances that prevailed then ..

Everest .. named by the British when they ruled over India ..

In the nineteenth century, the mountain was named after George Everest, a former Surveyor General of India. The Tibetan name is Chomolungma, which means “Mother Goddess of the World.” The Nepali name is Sagarmatha, which has various meanings.

Sagarmatha .. ‘sagar’ , the Ocean .. ‘matha’ churning .. and the Indian mythology that the Oceans were churned by the mountain to produce the ‘amrit’ ..

my interpretation .. though the knowledge from the records says this :

Sagarmatha is a Sanskrit word, from sagar = "sky" (not to be confused with "sea/ocean") and matha = "forehead" or "head", and is the modern Nepali name for Mount Everest.

the Goddess of the Sky .. in Tibet it is addressed as 

Therefore, the historic, local Tibetan name for Mount Everest is Chomolungma, also spelled Qomolangma, meaning "Goddess Mother of the World." Chomolungma is pronounced "CHOH-moh-LUHNG-m?." The Nepali name for Mount Everest is Sagarmatha, meaning "Godess of the Sky." Some refer to the entire massif of peaks as ...

and the many adventure stories on the Sagarmatha prevail .. 

And the great thrill at the time of a shooting in Nepal, when I went on a plane that flew us right next to the Everest and the experience almost unreal ..

Such be the moments of remembrance ..

It was a touristy matter and many such flights I do believe operate from Kathmandu, Nepal for the pleasure of tourists .. even now .. 

Its majesty has never reduced despite the conquering of it by several now ..  and the very sight of which evokes so much wonder .. the wonder of the Gods .. the makers that introduced us to us all .. and the reason of its formation .. that the entire subcontinent now known as India was a part of the continent of Africa, at Egypt .. and many millions of years ago the entire subcontinent broke away from the mother board and shifted travelled over the Indian Ocean, to the Eastern sub continent and attached itself there .. the impact of the joining of the land mass being so great , it formed the realm, now known as the Himalayas  !!

I do not have authenticity on this , but it does seem to be believed , historically and geographically .

and the day in recuperation and the meeting at the Gate , of the ever present well wisher ..

Amitabh Bachchan

and the signature above out of place , because the icon that opens the Desktop to search the sign is JUST not appearing ..  

and this has been on several times before too ..

this model of the updated Mac, the Ventura is absurd and has created many problems .. 

deliberately done to attract more when the changed model is brought out ?? marketing and manufacturing often does that  .. the deliberation to access the mode of investing in the latest and doing away with the present .. 

[steddielicious]

So next up for peak bi experience is Joyce Byers.

Joyce Byers, who is still Joyce Maldonado in 1956. She’s the daughter of a doctor in Hawkins, living a comfortable upper middle class life that she hates. So at fourteen, she starts dating twenty-year-old Lonnie Byers, who her father loathes. Daddy Dearest threatens to kick her out if she doesn’t break up with him after a pregnancy scare; she focuses on her friends and school. She forms a clique of girls who idolize her and are fascinated with her tragic forced break-up and salacious stories. Her friends would never dare to approach boys and be labeled as hussies, but they all want to know how to kiss them at upcoming Semiformal and Winter Formal and Homecoming and Prom. Joyce is thrilled at the power she holds in teaching her gal pals to kiss. She gets to pull breathy whimpers out of the other girls and she can’t even get pregnant from it. 

By the time she’s a junior, Joyce and Jim Hopper are scandalously best friends. She’s queen bee and he’s a notorious ladies man, but they don’t ever date. People gossip about how it’s not right for boys and girls to act the way they do with each other and they don’t care. They skip class to smoke and compare their exploits. Jim just laughs when Joyce says Alice Gilbert let her feel her tits when she wouldn’t even let Jim kiss her. 

After they graduate, Jim goes to Vietnam and Joyce to NYU where she has grand plans to be a realtor after a degree in psychology or something. She hasn’t changed much from high school and finds herself around the same type of girls, this time as part of Kappa Kappa Delta. She gets close to a girl named Rachel and spends all of her undergrad at her side. That is, until December 1963, senior year. Sigma Chi is hosting a luau, so Joyce and Rachel go all out. They’ve got grass skirts and coconut bras, even managing to rustle up leis made of real flowers. Sangria flows all night, and by 3 am, Joyce has Rachel in her bed, plying her with endless kisses. It feels so, so right, but in the morning, Rachel says that she thinks they shouldn’t be friends anymore. It’s just not what girls are supposed to do with each other. 

This lights a fire under Joyce. She is enraged by constantly being told what she is supposed to do, who she is supposed to be. So she drops out. She returns to Hawkins for Christmas and does the exact opposite of what a sorority girl is supposed to do. She heads straight into Lonnie Byers’ bed and they’ve eloped by June. This is the final straw for her parents, who take her younger siblings and move to Boston. They don’t provide any contact information. Joyce lives off of her rage and her broken heart, though she doesn’t quite realize how it got there. Rachel’s face still flits through her mind when her husband is drunkenly fucking her. She tries to drown out the sounds of masculine grunts with her memories of coconuts knocking together. Lonnie is furious once she’s cut off from her family funds, so she takes a job at Melvald’s to help make ends meet and stick it to the system that told her she had to graduate from university and marry a finance major right after. 

It’s not until 1967 that her fury subsides. She and Lonnie have somehow created the most beautiful baby boy, Jonathan, who is the center of her universe. She becomes a stay-at-home mom to him and their next son, William, until money runs out; she has to return to Melvald’s when Will is only two. Being a parent to her boys and keeping Lonnie off of all of their backs is exhausting; Joyce mellows. She is no longer the temperamental young woman telling the world to fuck off. She just wants Lonnie out. Jim Hopper moves back to town, dealing with his own heartbreak at his daughter’s death and his subsequent divorce. He and Joyce don’t reconnect much beyond surface level chats when they run into each other around town, but that’s fine for now. Their time will come. 

Divorce papers are served to Lonnie on Joyce’s fortieth birthday and it turns into an explosive fight, as all their disagreements do. And Joyce knows this isn’t healthy for their sons, but she needs to show them that she will always stand up for them and herself. Because she’s Joyce Fucking Byers. 

And once it’s just the three of them, she keeps the Byers name. She associates it more with her boys than Lonnie anyways. Joyce doesn’t even think about dating, especially once Will goes missing a year later and their world is turned upside down. Jim Hopper reintegrates himself into her life and this crazy mindfuckery. 

But then that’s done and Bob Newby is just such an extreme opposite from Lonnie that it’s easy to slip into a relationship with him. And then the Upside Down is back and Bob is brutally killed. Time passes and Jim asks her to dinner, which she forgets, because of the magnets, and then he has the audacity to die just as the potential for something starts to appear; now Joyce has the sweetest daughter as well. And she has to protect her kids and leave this toxic, cursed town, so it’s time to head for California. There isn’t any time to date anyone and Joyce is well-practiced at ignoring her urges to ruin the careful hair and makeup of the polished women that Lenora Hills is full of. (She hates them all so much and doesn’t connect these feelings to the thrills of her youth at making pretty girls gasp and pant against her.)

Then Hopper is alive and Joyce thinks that for the first time ever, she’s actually in love. (She thinks she came close with Bob, but alas.) She still notices beautiful women, but so does everyone. It’s normal to appreciate when a woman has a gorgeous smile or can hold herself well in heels, right?

Christmas 1986 brings the usual shuffling of Steve Harrington between the various Party households for each meal. The Hopper-Byers home has the honour of hosting him for Christmas dinner, for which he provides two homemade pies and a topic of conversation that seems suspiciously well-rehearsed with Jonathan. 

Very, very casually, the two oldest boys bring up David Bowie, and a little thing called bisexuality. Will and El share several looks, but are overall attentive. Joyce can see the surprise on Steve’s face as Hop asks more questions than either of the younger kids. She stays silent, but Hop gently takes her trembling hand under the table, giving her a soft look. 

After dessert, Joyce escapes to the back porch for a well-needed smoke and reflection. Lovely, kind Steve wants to check in on her and, she can tell, gauge if she has any disgust at the dinner’s main conversation. 

And maybe it’s strange that the first person she says these words are to Steve Harrington, not Hop or any of her kids, but she sends a silent prayer up to Bob that she’s not making a massive mistake. 

“I think,” she pauses to take a shaky drag of her cigarette, “No, I am bisexual.”

See more in the series at #peak bi experience

Crossposted to AO3 here

#okay so this started as crack #and out of my love for #winona ryder #because teen Joyce absolutely is based off her Heathers character #heathers #heathers 1988 #Veronica Sawyer #but her college years are based off of that one episode of #friends #where Winona plays #Melissa Warburton #The One with Rachel's Big Kiss #crack fic #stranger things #bisexual steve harrington #bisexual joyce byers #joyce byers #jim hopper #peak bi experience #steddielicious writes

[gendiebrainrotreceipts]

I started peaking because of how “transbians” treated actual lesbians and just women in general. The sexual harassment and groping. The utter disrespect and silencing of lesbians. I remember speaking on how bad my experiences as a lesbian were and this white transbian on numerous occasions tried to shut me up and say my problems were not as bad compared to the poor trans women and “ciz” lezzies need to know our place. Transbians are particularly slimy and heinous group.

The lesbian community is just in an abysmal state nowadays. It only takes a small minority of heterosexual men and the community is completely run over and changed to suit them, because they’re so used to it happening everywhere else. It doesn’t help that so many bi women are also id-ing as lesbians.

#radfem safe #gender critical

[r0b0t-j0n3z]

what if. me but rabbid

say hi to Wynn everybody

stuff about wynn shall be placed right here

lives in pristine peaks where its seen as an outcast because of its overall creepy appearance [tall, lanky, thousand yard stare]

it/he, but mostly it/its

male? kinda??

adult

very high cold resistance. prefers to wear nothing but begrudgingly wears a winter coat because it got tired of rabbids telling him that itll catch a cold or to put on something

got its creepy stare from witnessing rabbids die in horrific and gorey ways [pristine peaks isnt exactly a safe location]

will intensely stare at you without saying anything. mostly hes just thinking of what to say but its shy

it stares at everyone basically

the only rabbid wynn talks to is dr vent. doesnt really like him because he does experiments testing its cold resistance

occasionally itll sneak into the winter palace to find something to read, but hes terrified of captain orion

scared of getting close to anyone in fear theyll die. he does want friends, though. very badly

bi demisexual

it does landscape paintings from time to time. doesnt show them to anyone

where does it live???? somewhere. probably in a tiny cottage it built itself with power and wifi [thanks to dr vent]

REALLY wants to move somewhere else like palette prime because its tired of watching rabbids die

does he blink????? we'll never know

has trouble sleeping resulting in dark circles under its eyes, only adding to its creepy appearance

#myart #rabbids #wynn #rabbids oc #mario rabbids sparks of hope #sona #mario + rabbids #GUYS ITS ME #POINTING AT WYNN AGGRESSIVELY #rabbid oc

[mortalpolykule]

Lay All Your Love On Me

Chapter 3: Dark Red

Bi Han x Shang Tsung x Liu Kang

Bi Han finally confronts Shang Tsung about his intentions with Liu Kang.

Parts 1 and 2 can be found here.

Warnings: none

Bi Han stood in front of an old decrepit shed toward the back of the academy’s compound. It was not being used, so Liu Kang had allowed Shang Tsung to turn it into a makeshift laboratory as a reward for good behavior. Obviously, experimenting on living things was strictly forbidden. There, the sorcerer had been held up inside all morning. It was unusual as Shang Tsung usually never stayed in one place for long, always flitting about, observing the goings on of the academy, and foraging. Bi Han’s suspicion of Shang Tsung had reached its peak. He no longer had the patience for knocking, a habit that had gotten him scolded by Kuai Liang once or twice. A deep ache set in his chest at the thought of his estranged brother. He quickly shook it off and pushed open the shed’s door. The lock had broken ages ago, so it swung open without protest.

Shang Tsung was hard at work, mixing different ingredients together and occasionally writing something in a journal.

“Tch. What do you want? Can’t you see that I’m busy?” Shang Tsung’s usual pompousness was out in full force. Bi Han stepped into the room, observing the sorceror’s work. A narrow glass tube sat on the work table. Inside, a bubbling liquid let out a soft blue glow.

“What kind of magic are you concocting in here, sorcerer?” Bi Han interrogated.

“Oh, it’s you. I am simply preparing an elixir for our liege.” Shang Tsung responded unamused, but didn’t look up from the table. Sarcasm dripped from every syllable when he spoke. The term ‘Liege’ was just the latest in a barrage of teasing nicknames for Liu Kang. Clearly, the sorcerer viewed Liu Kang’s act of mercy as another form of imprisonment. Bi Han found such disrespect for the one person keeping him from slaughtering Shang Tsung to be increasingly grating on his nerves.

“Watch your tongue!” Bi Han pointed a finger at Shang Tsung. “Liu Kang may tolerate your insolence, but I will not!” Shang Tsung smirked, finally looking up from his task. The look he gave Bi Han was calculating, almost peering into his soul.

“Are you not familiar enough with Liu Kang to drop such formalities?” Shang Tsung remarked. “I had assumed you two were close.” Bi Han snatched him by the front of his robes, growling, but Shang Tsung’s smirk only deepened.

“So bitter! Just look what his Lordship has gifted to his declared enemy,” Shang Tsung gestured around the shed. “I perform bigger and bigger tasks for him and he returns the favor with a smile. I suspect he may even be growing attached to me. Imagine what a bit of sweetness could get you. ” He boasted, a mischievous grin splitting his face.

“So you admit it, then? Your only goal is to have Earthrealm under your thumb!” Bi Han growled, now invading Shang Tsung’s space.

“That was the goal, but I am still a mere mortal. I am not immune to wants of the flesh,” A different, more lascivious smile crept onto Shang Tsung’s face. “And it just so happens that my captor is quite attractive.” Bi Han’s eyes widened. An overwhelming rage and some unidentifiable emotion overtook his senses. His fist shook, ice webbing up his arm and creeping onto the fabric of Shang Tsung’s robes.

“I have been by Liu Kang’s side for longer than you have even known him,” Bi Han’s voice boomed. He jerked Shang Tsung forward, their faces now inches apart. “You are unfit to speak of him in such a way!”

Jealousy.

The hairs on the back of Bi Han’s neck stood on end at the realization. Shame settled hard and heavy in his gut. The Grandmaster did not get jealous.

“By his side, yes, but always in his periphery,” Shang Tsung replied snarkily. “You could have had a God at your beck and call, but you pushed him away for the sake of your ego. I would not have made such an egregious mistake.”

For once, Bi Han didn’t have anything to say, which only enraged him further.

‘Just know that I will not mourn you if you perish’

His last words to Liu Kang echoed in his mind. He did not understand the Fire God’s vision of peace, but he eventually came to understand that his designs for the Lin Kuei were not malicious. But that night, Bi Han needed someone to point the finger at, someone to put all of his frustrations on, and Liu Kang just happened to be there. Now, Liu Kang was potentially facing an army of Outworld’s strongest warriors on his own. He grunted, pushing Shang Tsung back and storming out of the shed. The sorcerer stumbled but quickly regained his balance. He looked on, the smirk never leaving his face. Bi Han couldn’t bring himself to care. He needed to see Kuai Liang.

Bi Han had been searching for so long the sun had begun to set. Perhaps, Kuai Liang had decided to return home. He was about to give up the search when he caught sight of Tomas and Raiden walking along the path, engaged in conversation. Tomas looked excited about whatever Raiden was telling him and enthusiastically clapped a hand on his back. Raiden blushed, rubbing the back of his neck. Bi Han marched toward the two. He must have looked intimidating as Raiden’s demeanor immediately shifted to concern, but Tomas knew better.

“Bi Han,” Tomas greeted, giving a small bow.

“Have either of you seen Kuai Liang?” Bi Han inquired.

“Yeah, you just missed him,” Tomas replied. “He was headed for one of the training rooms the last time we spoke.”

Bi Han nodded with a grunt, and left the pair to their own devices.

The sound of grunting could be heard along with the familiar swinging of rope. Bi Han stopped just outside the training room. The door was wide open. Anyone could have snuck in while Kuai Liang was distracted. Bi Han felt his anger rise and the urge to admonish his brother for such carelessness crept up on him, but he choked it down. Instead, he silently stepped into the room, observing the training. Kuai Liang practiced with his kunai for a moment longer before coming to a stop. With his back still turned to Bi Han, he began to methodically wrap up the rope for storage. Neither spoke.

“I have wronged you, Kuai Liang,” Bi Han finally spoke up.

“Is that an apology? From my brother?” Kuai Liang turned toward him and crossed his arms, the half folded rope still in his hand. Not outright hostile, but still guarded.

“I will not repeat myself,” Bi Han grunted.

Kuai Liang scoffed, a bitter ghost of a smile on his face. “Still as prideful as ever, I see.” He turned away, continuing the process of wrapping his weapon.

Bi Han looked away but remained motionless.

“I may not deserve your forgiveness,” He began. “But I have come here to ask for your help.”

“Asking instead of ordering. That’s a start, I suppose,” Kuai Liang relented, his expression softening. He finished wrapping and finally attached the kunai to his belt, looking at his brother once more. “What is it that you need, brother?”

“Liu Kang has gone off on a mission to Outworld. He went there alone to convince the Empress that Earthrealm does not want war with them,” Bi Han explained.

Kuai Liang’s eyes widened. “What? How could he not tell us?”

“He thought that bringing us would cause more suspicion and alarm. I tried to convince him otherwise, but he was determined.” Bi Han grumbled, remembering him and Liu Kang’s prior conflict. His brows pinch together in frustration.

“We need to find him. He could be in trouble!” Kuai Liang stepped closer to Bi Han.

“But without Liu Kang, we cannot reach Outworld.”

“Then we must find Geras! Surely, he can help us.”

“Well, what are we waiting for then? Tomas is not far from here. We may need him as well.” Bi Han stated. The two hurried out of the training room together. While a more in depth conversation was needed to fully resolve their differences, the brother’s were pleased to be working together once again.

#mk1 #mortal kombat 1 #mk1 2023 #shang tsung #liu kang #liushang #shangliu #bi han #bikang #liuhan #bishang #coldsoul #bi han x shang tsung #liu kang x bi han #bi han x shang tsung x liu kang #shang tsung x liu kang

[pinkyjulien]

🟨 Then n' Now - High Voltage edition ⚡

Yoinking @arcandoria's idea and making one of those before/after post focused on the babies💛 motivated by AND motivating @elvenbeard to do the same 😌🤏

This will be both a VP and Modding journey 👉

▶ December 2020

━ "No mods, we die VP like men!"

AKA open up PhotoMode and get as close as you can to your fav, playing with angles while getting the camera stucks in the surrounding 80% of the time and trying to make the characters look at each others in a "natural" way 👀

▶ early 2021

━ "I learned how to app swap and I cannot be stopped"

I got into modding because/thanks to Mitch 🤠 and the first thing I did was to .app swap him into all of the romance scenes 😩🤏 My BIG MODDER GOAL back then was to have Him and Valentin in the panzer scene, meaning I needed to find a way to:

Swap Valentin into Panam's place

Swap Mitch into V/Player's place

Unlock the camera / have a true free-roam experience

and also remove all of the HUD and green filter

I was just a tiny dude with Big Dreams 👀

▶ first half 2021

━ "I can change clothes now! AKA OOC-fest"

Ugh. JHGFHJGHFJ

Looking back at some of the stuff I did before legit gives me so much icks now 💀 the joy and freedom of being a simp with fresh modding power, you just Do Stuff because You Can! Who cares if the character turns extremly OOC, right? keeping them for the memories 🤭

▶ first half 2021

━ "ReShade? What's a ReShade"

My first month of playing around with Reshade! Everything was way too saturated, too bright or too dark- but it was new and exciting! Experimenting with more swapping, more photomode-posing 🤏

▶ July 2021

━ "the Modding High"

Camera unlocks, Player Replacer, FixSwaps, Bi River trick, Blur Remover, Facial expressions for V, Swap to Everyone... my peak as a modder still to this day ngl

I achieved all I ever wanted, did the mods I needed to be able to smooch Mitch and have my canon panzer scene 🧡 (cannot showcase it here on Tumblr for hornyjail reason)

The "bi river" trick was involving CyberCat, an old save editor software that allowed you to swap V presets! You had to launch the romance scene with River as a fem V, then save at the start of it using the "Save Anytime" mod, edit your save file by swapping in your Male V preset, and Voila~ you had a Masc V in the River scene :D

▶ August 2021

━ "Custom poses Fever"

...and the first true love kisses!

Searching and modding your first poses swaps, then spawning the blorbos in game, timing the expressions and animation correctly and... having them "kiss for real" for the first time 🥺😩 ouugghh IT HITS! It hits so good!

From there, the rest of 2021 was focused on playing around with custom poses and exploring my own canon; giving new canon-compliant appearances to Mitch and Valentin, doing VP comics... also exploring some AUs and doing special occasion outfits, like Halloween!

▶ 2022

━ "I can create my own story"

I focused a lot on my own canon in 2022, via comics and photoset exploring what happens to both Mitch and Valentin's respective past and shared future together

Modding was also a big part of the year! There wasn't any big breakthrough other than the scenerid extract for custom poses, which allowed me to finally use the amazing tender animations from the Judy scene in my boys tent 🤭

▶ 2023

━ "Still here"

There will always be new exciting way of exploring and creating content for my babes- the knowledge of custom made poses allowing us for even more angst, tenderness, passion!

and I'm looking forward to it all 🥺🧡

Those years's been a whole creative journey~ and it's thanks to those two, my blorbos, my beloved stinkies, that I'm the modder and photographer that I am now!

Who knows where they'll take me next 💛😊

#Cyberpunk 2077 #Mitch Anderson #Valentin Da Silva #Aldecaldos #OTP: High Voltage #MLM #Screenshot #Virtual Photography #did I cried? Yes. Maybe UHAHUGHUEZHU #focused more on 2021 because that's when my brain unlocked for real #not that I didn't improved in 2022 or this year but it's not the same #also included my modding stuff as well cause I feel like this played a big part in how I appreciate my ship too #My love letter to them Mwah 😩🧡 #flame still burning bright so I won't be stopping any time soon 🤏 #I'm more focused on modding this year- and also IRL stuff that are outside my control life gotta life yknow #but they both been keeping me sane and made me incredibly more crazy HGFH 😌 #long post #fav #then and now

[eloise0620]

3D, Seven, and Jks Image

After 3D and the alleged video of Jungkook and his girlfriend I truly have realized how nasty some of this fan base is when one of the members isn’t fitting into the idea ppl have constructed for them.

This is your friendly reminder that you DON’T know Jungkook. You don’t know his sexuality you don’t know what he’s like in person you don’t know his relationship status. We only see what we’re given and whether you want to accept it or not what we’re given is a partially constructed image. I’ve seen so much screaming and whining about how 3D and seven are too “straight” or sexual for him and aren’t who he is and are ruining his image.

Like?? He has literally said in his own words he HIMSELF is trying to move away from the cute maknae image and be taken more seriously as a mature adult. Why are y’all acting like he can’t have multiple aspects to his identity as a person and an artist? Singing about women doesn’t make him a bad person or suddenly a completely different Jungkook. But some of you are delusional and put so much stake in him being in a relationship with one of his bandmates that you can’t even be happy for him if his music has pronouns that you don’t like. At that point you don’t support him you support the idea of him you’ve created in your head that’s attached to a fantasy. He’s not “queer bating” when he’s touchy with Jimin or Taehyung, he loves them. Him constantly bringing up Jimin means they’re close of course but it never necessarily meant it was romantic. It’s such an insult to their friendships to degrade Jungkook like that and act like those boys don’t love each other with their entire heart. They mean everything to each other and you can’t even find joy in that because it’s not how you envisioned the lives of people you don’t KNOW????

I’d also like to add that even if he is bi or has had relationships with men, etc. (not saying that he has just a hypothetical), using female pronouns doesn’t negate that??? He is a KOREAN artist, he cannot just suddenly start singing about men and not experience cultural backlash. Why would he want to put himself in that position during the peak of his solo career? He didn’t write these songs either so if they were handed to him with female pronouns what reason would he have to change it? I beg for some ppl to just use the tiniest bit of logic before speaking because some of y’all are grown ADULTS that are throwing full on fits and it is so embarrassing to witness. You are entitled to your opinion on his music and if you don’t like it that’s okay! But dragging his personal character into it is so gross and delusional, especially when it’s revolving around hearsay.

At the end of the day if Jungkook is happy and has not OBJECTIVELY done anything bad then you should be happy for him too! I’m so serious when I say some ppl in this fan base need to transfer this energy into BLs or something that doesn’t involve real people. He has expressed how he is tired of being infantilized, this man is 26 years old, and you think he’s being “corrupted” somehow. Jungkook is not your queer icon or your little baby or the raunchy bad boy, he’s just Jungkook the individual. There have been plenty of valid criticisms I have heard regarding 3D but all this nonsense is not apart of it. If you don’t like him as he is then I sincerely hope you do leave because no one deserves fans like that, especially not someone like Jungkook who dedicates his time to showing how much he truly loves and appreciates army.

#either grow up or get out #the second hand embarrassment has been real the last few days #bts #bts army #jikook #taekook #jeon jungkook #jungkook seven #jungkook 3d

[shimamitsu]

if u ever wanna complain abt blue flag id be all ears. ive had it recommended a ton but never got around to hear abt it

ah, the old blue flag. every few months i remember this manga and i feel pure anger deep in my heart. long post incoming! i know a lot of people like it so i'll preface this by saying that this is my opinion, you can still like it, let's hold hands and read manga together. anyway, blue flag. my main problem is that it feels like something that was written for heterocis people to sympathize with lgbt's people's existence instead of something that actually included lgbt's people's experiences and opinions. all you have to know is that there's this scene where a character makes a list of lgbt songs or smth like that and one of them is shake it off by taylor swift. yeah. i said this yesterday but it's not like i think it's bad for lgbt manga to be educational, that's totally ok. there are works like 'i think our son is gay' that are very good at that. the whole plot of the manga is that a mom finds out her son is gay and it follows how she learns about sexuality, lgbt issues, etc etc (it's also told from her pov). its purpose clearly is to be educational for a non-lgbt audience. with blue flag... it felt like they were trying to explain lgbt 101 to me and failing. it raised a lot of questions about sexuality that in the best of cases the author couldn't give an answer to (and sometimes it's ok not to, but we weren't dealing with queer theory here, the question was like. do gay ppl deserve rights), and in the worst of cases just fumbled the resolution completely. the best example for that is how a character's outing got handled. spoilers here ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ but man. the mc gets outed by his homophobic friend, later it is revealed that this friend is homophobic bc he got assaulted by a man (wow gay predator trope, never seen that before), and the manga could've taken 10000 different directions to deal with that but what did the author decide to do? yeah -> homophobia is just a different opinion! we have to understand where both sides are coming from <3 hell no. die. (it was awful and heartbreaking to read btw). more big spoilers ‼️ another thing that made me violent (and i mean it), was how the manga handled another character's sexuality. one of the main characters, a girl whose name i can't remember, spent the entire manga rightfully struggling with coming to terms with the fact that she liked women. she explicitly said she couldn't like men if i remember correctly. well. here comes a time skip. she's married to a man. how. what. and ofc i'm not saying she can't be bi, but she was clearly written as a lesbian. why on earth is she married to a man then i wanna KILLLLLLLLL. anyway the ending also sucked. in the time skip it's implied the main boys were dating (idek how we got there, ig we skipped the entire sexuality journey of one of them) but it was told from a 1st person pov for some reason so we literally don't see them together (i wonder if it was too gay for shonen jump). when this manga was ongoing, even when it ended, people were promoting it to hell and back, saying how good the "representation" was. i assure you i never saw a manga that centered lgbt characters be talked about THAT much, except maybe shimanami tasogare. it seriously was huge. it was a lot of people's first approach to lgbt manga as well. why people think lgbt manga peaked with ao no flag is beyond me. last year a mutual made a post talking about it and they made a great point which was that blue flag would've never gotten that popular if it wasn't a shonen jump manga and i totally agree. and i'll be bitter about it being licensed where i live while shimanami tasogare isn't until the day i die. but yeah that's a summary of my issues with it. obviously i don't recommend it lol