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#I don’t know I’m aroace
eyeballsoup7310 · 6 months
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I know I’ve already posted about this a Lot but hey. Becky and Kian. They read like a moth and a mantis So Much to me.
Becky, the ‘praying’ mantis, always wrapped in religion due to her parents. Becky who looks like an entirely different species but Is Not. Becky who killed Kian while they were kissing, likely because the bug mechanisms in her went off automatically. Becky who left the site of their relationship alive and Kian who did not.
Kian, the moth, who flew across the country for his best friends, one of whom he had fallen for and the other he easily Could have. Kian who walked to Becky’s house, and drove to the tree with her. Kian who died in pursuit of the things he loved, burnt up by his passion. Kian who was likely cocooned in his cult family’s ideas as a child and then again in his own flesh as an adult. Kian who looks like a star but really crashed before he reached stardom, Kian who was a moth that looked like a butterfly. Kian who was reborn only to die again, chasing after his best friends. Shit dude
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voidoffline · 19 days
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Every song and ship can be platonic if you’re not a coward
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braisedhoney · 8 months
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in judgement and in apathy
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yea-baiyi · 1 year
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ok but like imagine being hua cheng. and when you were a teenager you were trapped in a cave with your god when he got hit with sex pollen and you already felt ugly and unlovable but he stabbed himself through the gut rather than touch you and you saw him shirtless and horrifyingly that’s how you found out you were gay
and then you meet him again centuries later when you’ve grown up and become comfortable in your own skin, and you think you might be in love with him except a part of you still feels terrified that he’ll look at you and find you hideous again. but you want to trust him so you show him your real face. and. turns out he finds your adult self so hot that you make him horny for the first time in his life and he keeps doing and saying absolutely deranged things because he does not know how to cope. he panics and tries to give you, a ghost, mouth-to-mouth resuscitation and while you’re lying there trying not to freak out he is beside you acting out his one man humiliation-style comedy show because he has never wanted to kiss someone before let alone fuck. he agrees to get locked in a coffin together because he never even considered the possibility that he might pop a boner except he does pop a boner and now you are stuck under him while he squirms and you are trying very hard not to think about your own boner
i don’t know how to end this post i just think that’s so funny. and they live happily ever after and have lots of gay sex. hua cheng keeps winning. slay king
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devilbimboy · 5 months
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omg guys!!! aroace culture is when your mom asks you if you love her. She doesn’t ask this a lot but frequently enough to make you question everything. She doesn’t say “I love you”, but instead asks you if YOU love HER. She stares at you, oh god she’s staring, and expects you to say yes.
But you say nothing. You search so hard within yourself to know what love is.
“You don’t love me?” She asks with her heartbreak apparent in her voice.
So you lie and say yes.
But you keep searching in yourself a little more, a little harder. You’ve been staring at the floor for about 15 minutes now but you can’t muster up a good description of what love is.
Is love warm? Is love cold? Is love fluttery? Is love still? Is love everything? Is love nothing?
You don’t know, and you will never know. Maybe, you’re broken. Maybe, you didn’t come out right. Maybe, you aren’t human and instead a heartless monster.
There MUST be something fundamentally wrong with you because everyone else experiences love.
But you.
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audhd-nightwing · 22 days
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can’t believe Hera is so homophobic that she put a lesbian (Piper) and a gay man (Jason) in a hetero relationship smh
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liquid-queer · 2 months
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You know when you think for a really long time about how romantic and sexual attraction are a spectrum
And then you realize you’re like- romantically in love with your s/o?
Because, aroace is defined as “little to no” and I think I just realized I’m the little-
Anyways I had thirty minutes of pure adrenaline cleaning yesterday lol
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TTD - And then They Were Roommates ™
Before Villain was their roommate, Hero never had any peculiar feeling about their apartment. They were grateful to have a roof over their head, but were not particularly picky about how it looked like under. It wasn’t like they had the kind of time to arrange the place. To be honest, with their working hours, they didn’t see why they would find energy left for this. As long as they had a bed and electricity, it was fine. The result was a reasonably clean room, but a rather bland place. The only thing that was really personal was the vanity in the bathroom, covered with hair products and beads of all colors. At Villain’s displeasure, Hero spent hours in front of it, because unlike some people whining from behind the door, they had their priorities well in order.
True, Hero had felt a bit insecure when Villain had entered for the first time, stopping in front of every furniture with such solemnity you’d swear they were staring at a masterpiece in a museum. Flustered, the not-so-proud owner had explained that they were not that rich, but Villain had seldom made any comment, and well, with their shadow covering them it wasn’t like their body language was readable. Maybe they were tired too, and after their place had just been destroyed by Supervillain it was understandable. They’d glistened towards the guest room and locked their door without a word.
The agency had called in the middle of that night for news. Hero, toying with their blanket, had assured their superior on the phone that yes, Supervillain had been destroyed for good, no they weren’t making it up, and oh by the way, Villain had reformed and changed their ways, hmmhmm, yep, definitively. On the other side of the line, that declaration was met by no little skepticism. After one hour of pleading, they’d at last convinced their interlocutor not to send a team to eliminate the threat. The next day, they were ordered to keep Villain under lock and key. Villain had stared when they’d shyly explained the situation to them, brandishing a padlock they didn’t really know how to use, and had only said:
“I could open this pathetic thing in my sleep.”
Given how gifted Villain was with building tools and machines, it was probably no idle boast. The good news, though, was that they’d accepted to stay in their room whenever they were left alone as long as Hero would give them an old game-boy left in a drawer for years to keep them occupied. As time passed, it became evident that Villain was an indoor creature who was delighted at the idea of not stepping outside ever again. In return, Hero had given them pretty much whatever they wanted, including scraps of metal and lots of tools. At first, they’d said nothing, but when parts of the room had began to be covered with sinister forms, they’d felt they had to put their foot down:
“You are not building a torture room in my place.”
“What else am I supposed to do, you oppressor ?”
“I’m the one paying the taxes.”
Villain had sulked for a moment after that, but then they’d suddenly asked:
“Aha, but what if my torture tools were also useful appliances?”
Hero had stared and said:
“No.”
“No as no or no as it can’t be?”
“Both.”
“You have little faith.”
Villain had immediately put themself to work. In an alarmingly short time, they’d built a tiny guillotine for the kitchen. It could cut even coconuts properly, in one strike. Hero couldn’t use it much, because it made them feel sorry for the poor vegetables (especially after seeing Villain do it, yelling “death to all of you, you feeble preys!” at a bunch a carrots), but they had to acknowledge it was a decent tool to slice a loaf of bread. Actually, Villain was good with the kitchen in general. Being disturbingly fond of cutting vegetables and fruits, it was no surprise that they’d fallen in love with the blender Hero had never used before:
“For what it is but a miniature death trap, where my innocent victims are trapped in a transparent prison and melted into oblivion by unforgiving blades?”
Hero had asked what kind of blade would be forgiving, and they’d got lightly tapped on the head with a cardboard tube for their trouble. But the outcome of all of this was a fridge always filled with bottles full of drinkable food that never got Hero’s stomach upset. Villain had even made a damn acupuncture chair which spikes looked deadly, but were in fact quite soothing. After that they’d stood up, and Hero just knew that they were puffing their chest behind their shadow:
“So, have I succeeded in my impossible task?”
And Hero could do nothing but answer:
“Yes. Completely. It’s genius.”
And it was. Really, the biggest beef they had was the time when Villain had stolen their two favorite magnets on the fridge. They’d stopped dead in front of the aro and ace pride flags that fixated the to-do lists of the day, declared that green, purple and black were traditional colors for villains and so they were “bound to have them”, had yoinked them and flied back to their room before Hero had time to react. And as much as they were for people exploring their own identity, how were they supposed to keep their groceries list in sight now?
But none of this was the weirdest thing. It was the fact that whenever Hero returned to their place with all these strange additions, it didn’t feel bad or crowded. It was the strange new and warm feeling that finally they were home, they were home, they were home.
(Though they still wanted their magnets back.)
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My (nonexistent) friends: “So are you gay or straight?”
Me an aro/ace: “…yes?”
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mad-raptorzzz · 1 month
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Sometimes someone says something to me about sex or romance and I legitimately have to take a step back and remember that the majority of the world doesn’t think like me. And it seems so stressful always looking for a partner and then having to keep them happy. Then you’re with them for the rest of your life maybe? And there’s always that stress.
Then I go right back to my Legos, dragons, art work, hobbies, and cats without a care in the world.
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aelwynabernantsorb · 5 months
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Aelwyn Abernant coded not in the way that I was abused my whole childhood and pushed into sibling competition, but in the way that I’m a mentally ill older sister with a temperamental younger sister who’s large emotions are often discarded by my parents, and I don’t have the strength to stand up to them because I hate conflict; and this causes my sister to hate me a little bit because she’s always compared against my cowardly and upset silence, as if the fact I cannot stand up for myself or anyone is a good thing because it involves no arguments or talking back.
And also I often have the urge to get blackout drunk and make out with everyone in the general vicinity.
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I NEED MORE IRL AROACE FRIENDS
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immortalarizona · 8 months
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oriented aroace culture is having this one friend you love so much you would platonically marry her not just for the tax benefits in your amatonormative society but because she’s genuinely great to be around and you’d be down to spend the rest of your life with her but you don’t want to tell her any of this because she’s allo and you know you can’t provide for Those needs and you don’t want to hold her back from finding a partner who fulfills her better so instead you’re just gonna pine in silence.
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kiwisandpearls · 29 days
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genuine question! How does making an angel dust x fem reader fic actually take representation away?
angel dust is still gay in canon, a random fic doesn’t change that.
people headcannoning him as bi or pan also doesn’t change that he’s gay in canon.
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yea-baiyi · 1 year
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xie lian really is living the ultimate grey-ace fantasy though, because imagine you’ve gone 800 years not being attracted to anyone and you’ve been totally fine keeping a vow of abstinence you have no obligation to keep —
and then one day you run into this guy and your brain goes “he’d be a great husband” and suddenly you’re thinking about how he’s so tall and fixating on his hairline and his bone structure and wow his hands are so big, sure wouldn’t wanna be choked by him, and you’re a huge embarrassing mess around him. but turns out he is equally as embarrassing towards you and you end up liking him a lot and you guys flirt and joke around when you’re together and it’s great except you have massive walls up because of all of your centuries of trauma —
and THEN you find out that this guy has known you nearly your whole life, was actually the person beside you at all your lowest points, someone who has already been tested and come out fighting. he’s not nice and he’s seen some shit but he has literally crawled his way out from hell and proven himself to be good, and most of all already proven that he will stand with you and be by your side in every way that matters. all that before you guys even started dating, before you guys even MET in this lifetime. just the perfect alignment of a) attractiveness, b) compatibility, c) resilience as a life partner — and he came over and started talking to YOU.
maybe it’s just me but i’m chewing on the walls????
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we need more aspec guys in tv who occasionally go “WHAT” really loudly whenever a character does something like have a crush or get together
yes technically it’d be a stereotype but I’d enjoy it thoroughly
like it doesn’t even have to be overt just have sherlock holmes drop his tea whenever two people kiss in from of him
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