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oligbia · 3 years

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Hi hii~

Could you do a truth or dare (or 7 minutes in heaven) Eijiro Kirishima short story (maybe nsfw if possible heh), please? 🥺

Keep up the great work!! 💕

Of course you can darling! Im super excited to get any and all requests and im really excited to do this one! Thank you so much for your support, it means the absolute world to me. I haven't written a lot of smut with guys recently, ive been on more of a wlw thing, so im a little rusty hehe. . .

I honestly didn't do a lot of editing on this once it was done, I had it going like "all the way" then realized Kiri wouldn't do that on the first day- anyways it'll make sense. If you want more Kiri stuff I can totally give you more, just let me know :)

7 Minutes In Heaven

Pro Hero!Eijiro KirishimaXReader

NSFW, Minors do not interact

Warnings: Sexual behavior, giving and receiving oral, making out in a closet, mild swearing

A hero gala was an event like none other. It was a night were all Japan's hero's and their dotting staff would all assemble to accept awards and receive rankings. It was a night for citizens to see their favorite hero's dressed to the nines and hash out who was truly the best hero on social media.

And, for starter hero's, it's was night to get shit faced, since the likelyhood of them reciving any award was slim anyways.

Pro heroes Red Riot, Pinky, Cellophane, and Chargebolt where no exception to this. They were all still pretty low in the ranks of heroes, especially considering they were all fresh out of UA only a few years ago. The only two UA graduates to jump into the hero world right were no surprise Deku and Dynamite. Deku practically left UA the top hero, entering in at the 5th rank overall. Dynamite took a little work, he still wasn't a fan favorite, but his work was undeniable, he was easily starting in at rank 10.

The formerly-known bakusquad sat comfortably at the back of the gala room, all a little tipsy. They watched as Bakugou was being practically held on a child leash by Best Jeanist, forced to be on best behavior.

Denki watched the room quickly, his shifting glances moving quickly. His eyes landed on your figure somewhere across the way.

"Oh my god, is that Y/N? We haven't seen her since UA!" His voice wasn't at all hushed, people around the table glancing at him with slight disgust.

"Woah, that totally is!" Sero joined in on the ogling. "She's like, totally hot now!"

Kirishima looked your way, practically chocking on his champagne. He let out a few strangled coughs when his eyes landed on your form. The dress you were wearing was long and elegant, showing off your curves and hugging your waist. He was able to see your toned arms and watch as they elegantly moved as you spoke.

Mina poked Kiri's now flushed cheek. "You always had quite the hots for Y/N in UA, huh? And she wasn't even in our class."

Kirishima rolled his eyes. "I didn't 'have the hots for her.' I just thought she was...manly."

Denki and Sero puckered their faces, making kissing sounds, their drunken state throwing them back to a bunch of 14 year olds, rather than the 24 year olds they were now.

Kirishima waved them off, shaking his head. Mina abruptly stood up, waving you over. It was no time before you turned around, your gaze meeting her as you flashed your smile at her.

Kirishima swatted at Mina, trying to pull her back into her seat. "Mina, sit down, you're embarrassing us."

"Oh please, those two are embarrassing. I'm helping."

Kirishima watched as you moved your way to his table smiling softly. "It's great to see you all. I haven't seen you guys since we graduated."

Kirishima wanted to say something, but his tongue was sadly caught in his own mouth.

"Crazy, I know! I see you're doing well as a support gear engineer, that's exciting!" Mina made easy small talk, her foot kicking Kirishima's calf under the table. "You know, Kirishima here has been needing some new support gear!"

You smiled at Kiri, your own face going a little red. He was much older now. His jawline was more defined, his build larger. You couldn't tell from his suit how much stronger he was, but you could tell he was clearly built and taller. His hair had grown out a bit, it neatly tied back into a manbun.

"Oh? Does Fatgum not have someone who can make it for you?"

Kirishima smiled, laughing awkwardly. "He does, or, we do. They just, aren't as good at you."

"You haven't seen my work since UA, it's not l that improved. I still have a lot to learn before I'm good…"

Kirishima shook his head. "Don't say that, you were always super smart and made us amazing gear!" Kirishima blushed at his sudden enthusiasm.

Mina stood up, offering you her seat. "Y/N, would you mind staying here with Kiri for a moment, I think Denki and Sero needed to excuse themselves but are a little, ya'know." Mina made a drinking motion with her hand, elbowing Sero and Denki to follow her lead. The two had been snickering the entire time while simultaneously drooling over you.

The trio walked off, leaving you alone with Kirishima. Kirishima chuckled softly, lost for words again.

"So, how's the side-kick life?"

Kirishima looked up at you. "It's alright. Fatgum is an amazing hero. He's super manly! And working for him is great too! Especially when he feeds me during patrols!"

You smiled at him, that smile that drives him crazy. "Well, you're definitely in the favor of girls everywhere. Your girlfriend is probably thrilled to have such a stong-"

"I don't have a girlfriend!" Kirishima practically leaped from his seat to assure you that he was indeed single. He cleared his throat, attempting to regain some composure. "I don't have a girlfriend. I am, completely single."

"Oh. I just figured someone as amazing and pretty as yourself would have a girlfriend." You looked down at your fingers, fidgeting with them as a soft blush spread across your face.

"You think I’m pretty?" Kirishima looks over at you, flashing you a small, toothy, grin.

"Is that weird?"

"Not at all! I think it's manly!"

You both laughed awkwardly. You both sit in silence for a moment, an incredibly awkward silence.

Kirishima spoke up first. “Do you have a boyfriend?”

You shook your head no. Kirishima nodded. Muttering a “cool, cool” under his breath.

Shortly thereafter, much to Kirishima’s relief, Mina returned with Denki and Sero. She smiled at you, her gaze warm. “These two are a bit over the edge and about to make a fool of themselves. I think we should go to Kirishima’s place and continue this party there, yea?”

Kirishima groaned. “Why my place? You have your own house, Mina.”

“I know, but yours is so much bigger and it’s closer to the venue.” She winked at Kirishima and glanced at youquickly, dropping hints. Kirishima, a little confused, gave up any sort of bickering he had.

“Fine.” He scratched the back of his neck, smiling at you. “Did you want to come, Y/N?”

You nodded, thanking him for the invitation. Mina threw her hands up excitedly, grabbing Denki and Sero, pulling them out behind her. Kirishima stood up, offering you his arm. You rested your hands on it, allowing him to lead you out of the venue.

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

“Let’s play truth or dare!” Denki called out, laying sprawled out on Kirishima’s living room floor. Sero was laying near him, half asleep. Mina was cast over a chair, her legs dangling over one of the armrests. You were seated comfortably on Kirishima’s couch, wearing a pair of his sweats and hoodies. He had offered you the change of clothes when you came over with the group, wanting to keep you comfortable. To him, seeing you in his clothes was some fantasy of his. The way his clothes hung off your smaller body was adorable and was doing something to him he wasn’t sure he could explain.

Sero shoots Denki a look. “Isn’t that game for middle schoolers? People our age play, I don’t know, checkers?”

Mina perked up at the mention of the game. She was, of course, the matchmaker of the night, determined to land Kiri a girlfriend out of the girl he spent his entire high school experience crushing on, or, at least, give him a solid one-night stand if you both were willing. “Don’t be such a drag, Sero! It can be fun. We’re 24, not 64.”

Mina spun herself around in the chair, sitting cross legged and facing the group. She looked over at you and Kiri, who was sitting a considerable distance from each other on the couch. “What about it, you two. Are you both down?”

Kirishima shifted a little uncomfortably in his seat, unsure of Mina and her antics.

“Why not?”

Kirishima’s face shot to face yours, his eyes wide in surprise. “I’m in too, I guess.”

Mina clapped her hands together. “Okie dokie, zappy, you get us started.”

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

After being a few hours into the game, Denki was officially dumbed out and Sero was asleep on the couch. Mina giggled, looking over at you. “Okay okay Y/N, truth or dare?”

You hummed, thinking. “Truth.”

Mina groaned. “C’mon, pick dare for once!”

You shook your head. “Please, last time I did, you had me eat a spoonful of that random shit Kirishima had in his fridge.”

Kirishima chuckled, “I swear to you, it’s Bakugou’s.”

Mina sighed. “Fine. Back in your UA days, was there ever someone you had a crush on?”

Your face grew red as a blush laid across your cheeks. “What?”

Mina teased you, “A crush! You got to build hero gear for all those classmates and see them in their trained glory. . .you had to have liked someone.”

“I mean, there was someone. But it’s long done, they wouldn’t have liked me anyway and we’re grown up now.”

Mina pouted. “C’mon, Y/N, that isn’t true. You’re so pretty, any guy would have liked you! Who was it?”

You inhaled a deep breath, looking at the ground, Kirishima and Mina’s eyes both peering daggers into you.

Denki, finally coming back to reality, slurred his words together. “It was definitely me, wasn’t it?”

You shook your head. “In your dreams.”

Denki pouted, but Kirishima let out a breath of relief. His chances of knowing you maybe had liked him back at one point was the right amount of reassurance he needed.

You looked at Mina. “If I tell you, you have to swear to me you’ll keep quiet.”

Mina motioned a zipper over her lips. “Sister’s honor.”

You lean over your end of the couch, pressing your face against Mina's ear. You cup your hands, whispering into her ear the name she was waiting for.

And like gears working in clockwork, Mina was working on the ultimate plan to get the two of you alone.

* * * * * * * * * *

“Kirishima, truth or dare?”

“Dare. Hit me with the best you got.” It was well into the early hours of the morning now, the hero gala long over. You still were at Kirishima’s house, playing truth or dare. You were sitting closer to Kirishima now, sharing a blanket over the two of you, legs brushing softly. His hand was constantly inches from yours, the idea of holding it constantly toying in the back of his mind.

“7 Minutes in Heaven with Y/N.”

Both of your jaws practically hit the floor, a deep crimson spreading over both of your cheeks. You looked away from Kirishima, trying to hide your fluster. He placed a gentle hand on your knee, speaking to you softly. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to. I can take you home right now if you want.”

Thoughts spread through your mind, deciding what to do. You liked Kirishima, you had for years now. You did at UA when you worked to design his hero gear, and your affections never wore off, watching him do his job as a hero sidekick only fueling the admiration you had for him.

“I’m okay with it.”

* * * * * * * * * * * *

The closet in Kirishima’s room smelled like fresh laundry, his calonge, and teen-turned-young-adult pheromones. It was dark, you were hardly able to make out the tall and well-built man in front of you, his muscles and long mane outlined softly. He went to scratch the back of his neck awkwardly, accidentally bumping your smaller form. He rushed out a frantic apology, the blush growing on both of your faces.

“Hey, Y/N, who was it you liked at UA?”

You looked away from him, trying to hide your face. You mumbled softly to yourself some answer he wasn’t able to hear.

“What was that?”

You remained quiet, not budging. Kirishima gulped, swallowing the massive lump of pride that was making his mouth dry. “I guess a closet during a game of truth or dare is a pretty good time to tell you,” Kirishima fumbled over his words a little, grabbing for your free hand. “I always sort of liked you. I mean, I liked you when we were kids at UA. But then we graduated, but, I guess I never really stopped. I’m not sure how manly that is-”

“I like you too.”

“...but you probably like heroes like Midoriya or Bakugou- wait what?” Kirishima stopped his rambling, trying to find your eyes in the dark. He locked onto the faint glimmer of your eyes in the dark. He was always one to think that being manly meant taking a risk from time to time, and he was everything that was manly.

Kirishima pulled you closer to him, pressing his lips to yours. The hand that wasn’t holding yours wandered to cup your face, holding it close to him. You gasped into the kiss, his sudden embrace taking you for a surprise. His lips were surprisingly soft, tasting faintly of cherries and champagne. The kiss was initially gentle, but, feeling your body press flesh against his, Kirishima dipped your head, deepening the kiss.

The hand that was grabbing yours found its way to your waist, tugging you closer to him. You sighed into the kiss, Kirishima’s breath warm against your skin. His tongue gently brushed across your bottom lip, his teeth accidentally grazing yours in his rushed attempt to draw you both even closer.

You pulled away first, looking up at Kirishima with half-lidded eyes, painting slightly. You licked your lips, taking in the remaining taste of his cherry taste. Kirishima let out a husky and shaky breath, still holding your waist. He blinked a few times, realization hitting him over what he had done.

"Oh my God, Y/N, I am so sorry, it isn't manly to not ask for consent first and-"

"Kirishima, it's okay. I agreed to come into this closet with you like we were kids or something."

Kirishima pulled you against him again, hovering his face against your ear. His voice was soft, growing husky with his hushed volume.

"Then, can I kiss you again?"

You nodded softly, anticipation growing.

"Perfect." Kirishima grabbed your face, smashing his lips into yours. Your hands traveled to hang off his neck, gently toying with his long locks. Kirishima gently moved his hand from your waist, letting it rest on your lower back as he pulled you even closer to him. His tongue licked your bottom lip, gently pulling it with his bottom lip. You mewled softly into the kiss, letting his tongue meet yours as it lapped up your mouth.

Needing air, Kirishima pulled off from your kiss, going to press kisses along your jawline and neck. He pressed fast and quick butterfly kisses to your neck, your hands tugging at his hair. He grunted, frustrated with the restraints of his hoodie you were wearing. You gently pushed him off, pulling his hoodie over your head, landing somewhere amongst his closet. Kirishima smiled at your now exposed top, your breasts filling out the bra you were wearing.

"You are absolutely stunning." He caressed your cheek with his thumb. "Can we keep going?"

You nodded, and Kirishima took no time going back to kissing your neck, this time leaving sloppy open kisses, his tongue leaving wet and sloppy marks along your skin. His teeth grazed at your skin ever so slightly, sending shivers up your spine. His teeth grazed over your sensitive spot as you moaned out involuntarily. Your hand quickly shot up to cover your mouth, aware of the fact that people were sitting in Kirishima's living room, possibly hearing you.

Kirishima pulled away, looking at you confused. He gently moved your hand from your mouth. "Why would you want to be quiet? You sounded so pretty?"

Kirishima, without hesitation, nipped at the sensitive part of your neck, desperate to hear you moan again. He kept nipping at your neck, sucking at the skin softly to sooth it. Your little mewls and moans nagging him on and on.

**************

Kaminari looked up from his watch. "Mina it's been forever, go let them out."

Mina, pressed against the door, giggled as she returned back to Kaminari and Sero, who was now awake again.

"No way! Those two are totally going at it. I successfully am the new cupid boys!"

Sero groaned. "Are we going to stay here all night then? I don't want to hear that all night."

Mina shook her head. "No, we'll leave then be."

The trio showed themselves out, but not before Mina could slip a couple pain killers and condoms into your belongings on the way out.

******

Kirishima's hands dipped to your ass, lifting you up. He held you one handed, his strong arms and large hands being bigger than your small form. You pressed lazy kisses to his neck as he fumbled for the doorknob behind him, trying to open the door to his bedroom.

After you had kissed up and down his jaw and neck, leaving smears of lipstick from the hero gala, Kirishima was able to get the door open. He threw you gently onto the bed, crawling on top of you. If you hadn’t already realized how massive this man’s form was now, you definitely made the connection when he was looming over you. His chest heaved heavily, the muscles in his arms and under his shirt contracting and rippling. His hair was long, falling into his face.

“Kirishima, what if they’re still here…”

Through heavy breaths, he kissed on your neck again, using the same butterfly kisses as before. “Don’t care.”

You hummed at the pleasant feeling of his soft kisses on your skin and the light tickling of his hair grazing your cheeks. “We should check though… they may be worried.”

Kirishima pulled his head back, looking behind him at the door. “Mina?” He yelled out, waiting for a response. “Nothing. It’s just us baby. Are you okay with that?”

You nodded, giving him permission to keep going. His hands traveled up your waist and sides, landing next to your breasts. His locked his lips to yours, his tongue wasting no time dipping into your mouth. Kirishima moved his hands to gently cup your chest over your bra, squeezing softly. A small moan escaped through your mouth, your breasts becoming sensitive under his touch. Your hands traced over his chest and arms, fingertips taking their time to feel each of his muscles. They found themselves in his hair again, pulling at it gently as you raked your hands through it. A shallow moan left Kirishima's lips as he pulled away from you, gently tugging at your bottom lip with his teeth as he pulled away. He looked at you with lidded eyes, a hunger glistening over his face. He looked at you with that same charming smile he always had, pulling his shirt over his chest. Your eyes widened at the sight of him. He had definitely grown since he was in high school all those years ago. He was built like a greek god, his pecks large and his muscles toned. Your fingertips gently felt up his chest and abdomen, shivers traveling up Kirishima’s spine.

“You’re beautiful, Eijiro.”

“Eijiro? We’re that close already?”

You giggled. “I mean, by the way you grabbed my chest, I would think so.”

Kirishima shook his head, lowering his body back down to yours. He kept himself propped up on his arms, leaving soft kisses along your face and jaw before hovering over your ear. “Well, I would love to do more if you let me.” His teeth nipped at the bottom of your ear.

“Please.”

Kirishima’s hands fumbled with the back of your bra, unhooking it and pulling it off you. His hands held your tender breasts. He placed gentle kisses along your chest, fingers toying softly with your nipples. His thumbs brushed over the sensitive buds, pulling them ever so gently. Soft moans sounded from you, only pushing Kirishima further with his teasing.

He looked at you with a wink and a smirk, before placing a gentle kiss over one of your breasts, sucking on it gently. His tongue worked circles around your nipple, your body squirming slightly under his touch. He tugged at it gently with his teeth, pulling away and giving the other breast the same attention. Your hands pulled at his hair, a grunt sounding out over your breast when you found a sensitive spot on his head.

He pulled up, admiring your form under him. Your face was pink with blush, your hair falling in a mess over his face, your lipstick smudged around your lips. Small bruises were adorning your neck and chest, breasts slick with his spit.

“You are absolutely perfect, sweetheart. The best thing I have ever seen.”

Eijiro moved his hands around the sweatpants you had borrowed, pulling them off your legs. His hands grazed the side of your leg, following up from your ankle to you hips. “So, so beautiful.”

He placed gentle kisses along your inner thighs, gently massaging them with his hands. His face was ever so close to your clothed folds, the teasing leaving you a mess. Kirishima took you by surprise, biting down on your thighs. Your moan was louder than any had been so far, the pain being laced with pleasure. You would definitely be able to see his bite marks and a bruise in the morning.

“You like that, huh? You like when I mark you up, make you all mine?”

You nodded, eyes closing as Kirishima bit down on your other thigh as you moaned out in pleasure. He placed gentle kisses over the new bitemark, lapping at it gently with his tongue.

His fingers hooked over the band of your underwear. “Is it okay if I keep going, sweetheart? Only if you want me to.”

You nodded your head, trying to rub your thighs together to get any sort of friction to aid your growing needs.

“Let me hear you, baby. Can I keep going?”

“God, yes Eijiro, please keep going.”

Kirishima smiled and pulled off your underwear, throwing it aside somewhere. His thumb gently felt along your folds, grazing across your clit. “God, every inch of you is absolute perfection. You're so pretty, baby.

You mewled at his touch, your folds already wet in anticipation. Kirishima dragged his tongue across your folds, lapping gently, teasing you. He was practically purring against you, losing his mind. He had never, ever, thought the girl he liked the most would be so completely unraveled under him. He sucked against your clit, moans and strings of babbled phrases leaving your mouth.

“Stop teasing me, Eijiro. Please, give me more.”

He pulled away, blowing softly against you, the cold air sending you squirming again. “So greedy, sweetheart. I promise I’ll make you feel so good.”

He rolled your clit with the pad of his thumb, moving it in soft circles. Your waist bucked forward under his touch, a growing tension in your stomach. Kirishima gently placed two fingers in you, pumping them out gently. You moaned, the stretch of his large fingers was absolutely unraveling. He pumped them in and out slowly, wanting you to get adjusted the best you could. He watched as you clenched around his digits. His thrusts turned to a scissoring motion as he added a third finger. The new stretch was absolutely mind numbing. He pumped the three fingers in and out of you, barely grazing the spot that needed him most. You bucked forward to him, trying to lower yourself further onto your fingers. Kirishima watched with intention, thrusting his fingers in deeper and faster. He hit the spot you needed, the moan leaving your lips was sinful and the best thing he had ever heard.

“Right there, Eijiro. Please, right there.”

“Is that good, baby? Do you feel good?” Kirishima’s voice was low, a practical growl. You mewled, legs shaking.

“I, I think I’m close.”

"That's okay, you can come when you're ready. I want you to feel good."

Kirishima thrusted his fingers in and out of you, curling them against your g-spot. You felt a knot grow in your stomach, snapping as Kirishima rubbed against your clit. Your body shook as you came, moaning his name.

Kirishima pulled his fingers out gently, locking eyes with you as he licked your juices off his fingers, sucking them slowly and licking them clean. He licked a clean stripe against your folds, sucking any remaining juices from you. You mewled and moaned, sensitive to his touch.

"You taste so good, so perfect, Y/N." Kirishima's face was covered in your slick and sweat, your lipstick still smeared on his neck. His hair was a mess, tangled from where your hands had been tugging at it.

You sat up a little, "Can I take care of that?" You glanced down at the tent that was straining against his pants.

"Only if you want." Kirishima pulled you closer to him, sitting you on his lap at the end of the bed, moving you around with ease. His head rested against your ear, voice low. "I want you to feel good, sweetheart."

You pressed a gentle kiss to his temple, sliding off his lap and sitting on your knees on the ground. You felt the fabriced bulge, watching as Kirishima shivered, eyes never leaving you. You slowly undid his belt, pulling his pants off him, letting them rest at his feet. His erection sprang through his boxers, precum peaking through. You licked a strip over, the fabric growing damp under your touch. Kirishima's grip tightened on the sheets of the bed. You palmed the length, trying to rub it, but it was honestly much to large for one hand to manage. Your mind was putty imagining how much he was packing.

You hooked the band of his boxers around your fingers, pulling them off his legs. Your eyes widened, gawking at the sight of him. He was, large, to say the least. You honestly weren't sure if you could manage him.

"Like what you see, baby?" Kirishima smirked down at you, eyebrows raised.

You nodded, rubbing a circle around his tip with your thumb. Kirishima let out a shaky breath, his composer slowly breaking.

You tried to stroke him up and down, your hand unable to fully wrap around his shaft. You pumped up and down gently, picking up speed slowly. Kirishima threw his head back, mumbling your name under his breath.

You took him into your mouth slowly, tounge swirling around his tip.

"Fuck, Y/N" Kirishima's voice was breathy and full of need.

You bobbed your head up and down his length slowly, trying to take in as much as you could. When you hollowed out your cheeks, taking in enough of him that you hit the back of your throat, Kiri let out one of the most sinful moans you had heard. He was one of the last people you would expect to be so vocal, but if you said it wasn't the hottest thing you've heard, you would be lying.

Kirishima grabbed onto a bunch of your hair, his hand massive against your hair. He pulled you gently up and down his length, guiding you through what felt good.

"Just like that, baby. Good girl."

You grew faster, stroking the lengths you couldn't reach with your mouth. You felt him twitch in your mouth, his grip on on your head tighter.

"I'm so close, Y/N. Fuck, you're so good. Take me like the pretty girl you are."

You stroked him faster, licking against him as he moved in and out of your face. You watched his face contort as he came in your mouth. You liked your lips, swallowing his load the best you could. You coughed a little, not anticipating so much. Kirishima panted, relieved. His eyes widened, realizing what happened. He looked at you, leftovers come sitting on your face.

"Oh my God, i'm so sorry. Hold on-"

Kirishima pulled a towel out of the closet, cleaning your face off.

"You don't have to apologize. I just hope I did okay?"

He smiled, pressing a kiss to your hairline. "You were perfect. Thank you."

He helped you stand, holding your waist. "If it isn't too much too soon, we can shower and you can maybe sleep over?"

"I would like that, Eijiro."

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scriptlgbt · 3 years

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I'm wondering about bad tropes/stereotypes when writing an LGBTQ+ character being married to a non LGBTQ+ character?

Helpful term: Lavender Marriage

A lavender marriage is a [usually] male–female mixed-orientation marriage, undertaken as a marriage of convenience to conceal the socially stigmatized sexual orientation of one or both partners.

(Definition edited from Wikipedia)

Do you mean like a beard relationship (eg. a lesbian marrying a straight man for social appearances) or something else (like a bi woman marrying a straight man for love, or a trans person marrying a cis hetero person)?

Those aren't the only options either, this could be a peach fuzz relationship (where a QPR is referred to as a romantic relationship for social appearances).

Each of these things kind of come with slightly different implications. If you send an ask about more specifics, we can hone in on that better.

If I'm making a list of my Biggest Beefs with rep for this stuff in general, here's some no-nos:

allocishet characters using a partner's identity as a bargaining chip for something/otherwise weaponizing it against them. This can ofc be done if you want to make an easy villain, but it's wildly over-represented in media. I even see it depicted in relationships between two LGBTQ+ characters way too often. "Are you ashamed of me or something? People should know" is just so... Done. It's toxic. And usually closeted folks in relationships find ways to live as their true selves separately from people they want to be closeted to, at least if they have any privacy from those folks. This may be my own biases as someone whose parents aren't a part of my life anyway, but it doesn't actually seem like, at least in my experience, we deal with the same "meeting the parents" social obligation, at least overall. It might be important to a given individual and that's totally fine and normal and valid, but domestic tenderness and family is different for me.

referring to bi women in relationships with men as having "straight passing privilege" I know this is controversial for a lot of people: but this is just biphobia. (This is not up for debate here.) Hypervisibility and erasure are both shitty things with a lot of drawbacks. Even if there are situations where one acts as a variable in a good way, it's not the same as real privilege, because that variable will snap back into oppression in a different circumstance. For example, domestic violence rates against bi women are astronomically higher than both lesbians and straight women. I'm not saying this in order to say that there's any kind of WLW that has privilege over a different kind of WLW. I'm just saying that it's ignorant to call one group privileged over another just because of their relationships. We are oppressed for who we are on a fundamental level, for our desires, wants, needs, for our identities. A lesbian who never dates is still a lesbian. We don't gain privilege when we become single. It just doesn't work that way.

chasers and other fetishizers of LGBTQ+ people being treated as a good thing, or in any way condusive to a healthy relationship. [a chaser is a term for someone who fetishizes trans people. The term is sometimes heard as "tr*nny chaser" -- but I rec avoiding that version of the term unless you're reclaiming the t-slur for yourself and are qualified to do so.] It's okay to be attracted to trans people, but fetishization is subhumanizing. I wrote this article in 2016 a few years after a relationship with a chaser, covering red flags that indicate when a partner is fetishizing you. I haven't read the article over in a few years, so take it with a grain of salt, but I remember it as having some good examples of that. If you want to depict this kind of relationship as a problem, there are ways to write it responsibly. But I would strongly rec a sensitivity reader who has experienced this kind of thing, since it's easy to fuck up.

There's also just a Lot of complicated stuff around trans people in relationships with allocishet people. For even the most well-meaning, there's stuff to learn.

There's also just something different about the ways that being connected to queer culture impacts the way our relationships are carried out. I've heard a lot of bi cis + binary people talk about how their relationships with other bi people feel different on a fundamental level to relationships with straight cis binary people. (I've never dated a straight person so I can't speak to comparison, but if anybody wants to add on their own experiences, please feel encouraged to do so!)

- mod nat

#mod nat #relationships #also rec looking thru our relationships tag in general bc I think we've covered some more specifics related to this in the past #mixed orientation marriages #mixed orientation relationships #lavender marriages #beard relationships #peach fuzz #peach fuzz relationships

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Hi. I don't know if you do this sort of things and it's totally cool if you don't, but i've seen quite a lot of criticism pointed towards THoBM about it being dry and too domestic, about it being a children's story and long winded and a few blatant hints at it playing to the "kill your gays" trope.

I was wondering if you can talk a little about your own take on Bly Manor and Dani and Jamie's relationship.

I personally found it beautiful and healthy and it wasn't boring or juvenile at any point during the series. I even kinda like the end (in a masocistic sort of way). I honestly think they are one of the best wlw couples portrayed on tv, let alone on netflix but i'm curious to hear what you think.

THANK YOU SO MUCH!

Well, in terms of the bury your gays thing, I have never felt like this falls into that trope, simply because...look, queer people are people. We’re going to get old, get sick, have mental health strain, lose our spouses before we’re ready, because that’s the nature of life. The idea that this can’t be explored in a gothic romance story, a dark tale of loss--the idea that I can’t have this emotional catharsis that reflects what my actual life might look like someday--simply because we’re queer is...complicated at best. I stand by the idea that Dani doesn’t die because she’s queer; Dani’s queerness does not define her, though it certainly informs her character and gives her story a different kind of depth. Honestly, the only way this would have felt like a BYG story to me is if Jamie had died. Which, for a minute, I did think would happen, and I thought, “Great, they did this just for the heartache to make Dani’s life worse.”

And, instead of going that route, they gave Dani a whole lifetime of being in love, being largely at peace, being allowed the agency to live the time she has left to the fullest. That’s not a queer trope, that’s a human story I wish would become a queer trope, ‘cuz lord knows we could use more of it. And they set Jamie as our narrator, our hand to hold in the dark as she leads us through the story, telling us the heart of the whole thing is her love for Dani and Dani’s love for her. I think that’s the opposite of antagonizing your queer audience. I think that’s absolutely lovely.

(I do discuss the darkness of Dani’s story and why it works for me more over here, if you’re interested.)

As for the rest of it...anyone who is complaining about this show being too dry or domestic or “childish” has already decided not to like it. The reasons for that are their own, and I’m not sure there’s a point trying to argue anybody into liking a piece of media that doesn’t suit them. Some of these people might not like the gay of it all; some just wanted more scares. The show isn’t really...designed for straight scares or straight people who just don’t “get it”, I guess. And it’s okay for not everyone to dig it, although I do find it frustrating when people just heap insults on a product because it wasn’t written “for” them.

I personally find that this show is tailor-made for me. It’s all about found family and mutual admiration and the kind of respectful, evenly-balanced romance that surpasses death. There is nothing about that I don’t love. I think Dani is an incredible, well-rounded, interesting heroine; I think Jamie is a gorgeous foil to balance her out. I think Owen is an excellent example of non-toxic masculinity, I think Hannah is gloriously elegant and brave, I think the kids are a nice spin on the usual Creepy Children trope. I don’t find any of it boring, because...it’s exactly the kind of story I prefer. I am happiest when conflict is on a human level, people working through grief and emotional baggage to come out the other side stronger. Bly delivers that.

I also am happiest with a wlw couple that is treated with love and respect, allowed to be two people falling in love and staying that way. I love that there’s no biphobia, no jealousy, no unnecessary sniping or cheating like we see in most queer lady ships on television. I love that these are two women who hold each other up, communicate, and fall in love organically. And I understand that there are people--mainly straight people, but not exclusively--who aren’t going to be into this, because they’re under the impression that there’s no intensity or interest in domestic romance. Those people ain’t me. I find nothing at all boring about a well-performed, well-written love story between two people who genuinely like and respect one another all the way through. I frankly would take that every time, if I could. There aren’t enough healthy love stories like this in the world.

But yeah, the folks who aren’t into it aren’t into it, and that’s fine. I disagree with them wholeheartedly, but that’s going to happen.

#the haunting of bly manor #the haunting of bly manor spoilers #the haunting of meta #dani x jamie #dani clayton #this is--again--not to say there aren't flaws or complaints about the story #but to say it's just a boring domestic tale that kills off a gay lady at the end is incredibly reductive #and does a disservice to all the work that team did to put it together #that part does bother me #do I love a happily ever after? absolutely #but this kind of story is so human and so real despite the ghosts (or maybe because of them)#and I think we need that too #ask

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banetteartt · 3 years

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Aromantic Spectrum Awareness Week 2021 is here!

February 21st - 27th

This is my first time making a post/participating in ASAW and I’m super excited! Also! I recognize that some of the terms I may use are not universally understood and that some people may be new to this entire thing so I will include definitions for any terms I use beneath everything^^

What is ASAW?

In the same vein as Pride Month, ASAW is a week dedicated to celebrating as well as spreading awareness & acceptance for those who identify as belonging to the Aromantic Spectrum!

You can read more about it and it’s establishment here: https://aromantic.lgbt/AAW

What is Aromanticism?

Aromanticism is the blanket name for a spectrum of romantic orientations which are characterized by little to no romantic attraction at all! However, it’s important to recognize that it is a spectrum united by not experiencing romantic attraction in the societal “standard” way; what it means to identify as aromantic can differ wildly between two aspec people. Aromantic people can be completely fine with romantic interactions, indifferent, totally repulsed, or any in-between! There are a ton of more specific identities that fall under the aromantic spectrum: Lithromantic, Grey-romantic, Aroflux, Quoiromantic, and tons more with even more micro-labels! Please note; aromanticism is distinct from choosing not to be in a relationship. We haven’t decided that we just don’t want to participate in romance, we inherently experience it differently.

My Aromantic Identity

Okay so I’m pretty open about my identity and belonging to the aromantic spectrum, but I’d like to offer just one perspective. Just to make it all clear: I generally identify as Aromantic Queer or Aromantic wlw!^^ I have several sonas that are canonically lithromantic, but I identify just as “Aromantic.” I typically am indifferent to romance/romantic interactions, but sometimes I swing between indifference and being completely repulsed by romantic interactions.

Growing up, I didn’t think anything of my aromanticism for a long time. Obviously media (at least in Western cultures, I can’t speak for other cultures) is INSANELY oversaturated with romance, and I had SEEN romance in movies and shows, but I mean there were also dragons and lightsabers in those movies so I never really thought it was weird that I wouldn’t relate to the romantic subplots. It was fiction and it was all produced, I didn't need to relate.

Then suddenly, all my friends had crushes. People started dating in school. Everyone I communicated with just wanted to talk about some person they were interested in or how excited they were to be asked to some dance. I didn’t get it, and I started getting worried. You know how you kinda just assume that everyone experiences life the way you do for certain things? I just assumed that everyone felt the way I did about romance, but it was just a thing that people did and they were just better at playing the role than I was. I figured everyone was faking it til they made it. So when my friends would finish telling us about their crushes/relationships and would turn to me with, “What about you Ban? Who do you have a crush on?” I panicked, racked my brain for any guy in any class who was generally nice and said, “That one; I have a crush on that one.”

It would be years of this point and choose technique until I would finally talk to a member of my school’s LGBT+ group and learn what it means to be “aromantic.” I cannot describe the relief I felt when I found out that, no, everyone isn’t just faking it til they made it, you’re just aromantic Ban. It would take me a few years of digging my feet into the ground against arophobia and self-consciousness before I would really come out as aromantic, but I have now and I have literally never felt more assured in any aspect of my identity than my aromanticism.

Do Aromantic People Date?

This is by far the question I get the most when I talk about aromanticism, but don’t feel bad if you were thinking it- I get why alloromantics ask this question and I don’t mind answering it! The honest answer is: it depends on the person. Sorry, that might not be the solid answer you wanted, but it's the true one. Of course, let me elaborate. In my experience, those on the aromantic spectrum may date only other aromantics, prefer queerplatonic life partners, or even be in romantic relationships with alloromantic people! The real keypoint is that dating often looks different to aromantic people than the social standard.

I have an alloromantic girlfriend! I’m happy in my relationship! However, the relationship was entirely instigated on her end and I explained to her in depth that I am aromantic and I can’t always be the romantic partner that society tells us we should be, and she understands that. I guess the takeaway here is really just: ask. If you have an aromantic person in your life and you’re curious, just ask them if they are open to dating or life partners. But respect their answer; and respect their choice to not tell you if they decide they don’t want to.

So Happy ASAW!

I’m so glad to have the opportunity to share my own story and to raise awareness! To close everything out; aromantic identities are essential to LGBT+ communities because our identities allow us as a whole to ask ourselves what relationships mean and can be in the same way that nonbinary individuals allow us to question what our genders mean and can be. People belonging to the aromantic spectrum aren’t broken, we don’t need to be fixed, and we can live our lives in the absence of romance just as happy and content as alloromantics can in their romantic relationships. We aren’t “late bloomers,” this isn’t a phase, and aro kids deserve just as much respect as aro adults. Someone who thinks that they are aromantic only to come to the conclusion later that they aren’t don’t “disprove” aromanticism the same way bisexual individuals who may find out they’re actually gay later don’t “disprove” the bisexual identity. If you belong to the aromantic spectrum and you’re reading this, I’d love to hear from you! Leave your story in the comments and we can really come together and celebrate our identities! Thank you so much for hearing me out^^

Terms

Lithromantic: romantic attraction without the desire for reciprocation

Grey-romantic: a romantic orientation on the aromantic spectrum; identifying with some elements of aromanticism or the aromantic spectrum, without identifying as solely aromantic

Aroflux: someone whose romantic orientation fluctuates but generally stays on the aromantic spectrum

Quoiromantic: not understanding or actively disidentifying with romance/romantic attraction/romantic orientation as sensible/applicable categories, personally; feeling that these categories are personally inaccessible, inapplicable, or nonsensical

Arophobia: a range of negative attitudes and feelings toward aromanticism or aromantic people

Alloromantic: the opposite of aromantic; a person who experiences romantic attraction or romantic desire in a clear, consistent, frequent enough manner to have no relationship to the aromantic spectrum

Queerplatonic: an umbrella expression to indicate that a relationship defies the divide between romantic partnership and "just" friends

#asaw2021 #asaw #aromantic #aromantism #myart #thank you for listening to me ramble abt this #this is super important to me!

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If your argument is that adena isn't "good representation" then why are there so many queer Muslim women in the fandom who have expressed how much this character means to them and how they feel she represents THEM?

this just in, anon - queer muslim women can have different opinions on things! if there are queer muslim women who honestly feel like this is good rep for them, then good for them. I’m glad the bold type has made steps in the right direction by deciding to include a lesbian hijabi muslim on their show. I think it’s courageous of them and I’m not going to pretend I wasn’t thrilled at first that I was finally getting the representation I deserved. (meaning - I am also a queer muslim woman. I admittedly don’t know if I’d call myself a lesbian or if I want any label at all, but my point still stands. I am a girl and I like girls.) I was.

but do you know why I was thrilled? because AT LAST there was a woman like me - a hijabi, a queer woman, a feminist, a woman of colour to boot - everything I could possibly ask for. I’ve been starved of this representation. the only other person I can think of is naz from ackley bridge, a british show, but even then, she takes her hijab off. and I just, for once, wanted someone who dressed like me and thought like me on television. the problem was that just because that representation existed didn’t mean it was any good. just like you could eat a stale apple on an empty stomach and at least have some of your hunger satiated, but still be disappointed that that apple wasn’t how you wanted it. (for the record, I am not comparing adena to a stale apple. I’m comparing the general concept of bad representation to a stale apple.)

for the record, I’m not a perfect muslim. I haven’t prayed fajr on time in a while now, and my faith fluctuates and I have issues with it regularly. there’s a lot to take issue with when you think about the misogyny in muslim culture - which, yes, totally exists and is something I’m aware of.

but I do dress a certain way. I like to think it’s modest. I’m not asking for adena to dress the same way as me. I’m not asking her to wear a full abaya or niqab or even to cover her neck, which is part of the awrah and should be covered (if any of these words are confusing you, let me know and I’ll explain them, but google is your friend, for the most part) technically speaking. I’m not even hugely fussed about the fact that she sometimes wears her hijab with her hair spilling out because I accept that that is probably because of her iranian culture where that practice is common. what concerns me is that she is showing parts of her body that even non-hijabis wouldn’t show - her midriff, most notably, but she’s doing this while wearing hijab. it’s a contradiction. now, you could say the same about the fact that she’s a lesbian, but at least there are different opinions about homosexuality and at least those unorthodox opinions that accept it exist. no such opinions exist, to my knowledge (feel free to pull a fatwa out if you feel there is one), that say that a woman needs to cover her hair but is free to show her belly button. it defeats the purpose of hijab, which is about modest clothing. put another way, if I had the choice of covering my midriff or covering my hair, I would cover my midriff. covering that comes first. covering certain parts of your body comes before covering other parts. if that was something the costume department truly understood, or even the actress (yes, she’s to blame for this too because she surely realised as an iranian that this isn’t how most muslim hijabis dress?) understood, they wouldn’t have dressed her like that.

and you know what? even non hijabis, including a good friend of mine, have acknowledged that her clothes are revealing. multiple queer and questioning muslim hijabis have said the same, that it’s an issue that needs to be addressed. and we’re allowed to have that opinion because we’re queer muslim hijabis. we’re the very people adena is supposed to represent. and if we take issue with her clothing, that’s okay. we should be allowed to do that. we should be able to complain about it. we should also be allowed to complain about the whole cheating storyline. again, I’m not a perfect muslim. but being faithful is so important in islam. having the storyline that she was cheating on her girlfriend to be with kat cheapens things considerably and also taints what could have been an amazing interracial wlw relationship in which neither woman was white. and just in case anyone says anything along the lines of “every wlw is precious”, coco is also a wlw and if she’s so precious you would actually care about her feelings in all this.

I’m not here to judge anyone. if you show your belly button while wearing hijab and feel that’s still modest, good for you. I respectfully disagree, but good for you. if you feel like cheating on your girlfriend is the way to go and you still think you’re a good muslim, fine. go ahead. I’m not going to stop you. but this isn’t real life. this is fiction. and in fiction we want representation to be positive. especially when it concerns muslims, who have been badly portrayed in the media for so long.

furthermore, it’s about accuracy. much like I was annoyed when in arrow they had the actor playing ra’s al ghul (incidentally a white guy) pronounce arabic terribly, or when the actress who plays nyssa al ghul (who is a woman of colour but isn’t an arab or an arabic speaker) mispronounced sara’s arabic name multiple times because real arabs wouldn’t make those mistakes, I’m annoyed that on the bold type adena el amin is portrayed by a non hijabi woman and is written and dressed most likely by non muslims who have no idea what on earth they’re doing. I’m glad nikohl is iranian and can speak farsi. that’s always good. and it’s a start. but if they cast an actress who actually wore hijab she would have more say in the fashion choices and would dress more like a hijabi and less like someone who was wearing the hijab as a fashion accessory.

lastly, this is about rhetoric. adena explicitly has a scene where she tells kat that the hijab doesn’t oppress her but liberates her from society’s expectations of what a woman should look like. and yet she subscribes to those expectations to the letter by wearing revealing clothing that defeats the purpose of hijab in the first place. if it truly liberated her, she wouldn’t feel the need to bare her midriff and wear ripped jeans and show her cleavage. because that is how society expects women to look like, let’s be real.

if queer muslim women in the fandom are happy about the bold type, good for them. that means they’re willing to overlook a lot of inaccuracy (and I don’t just mean the clothing - I mean the fact that the praying scene took place in daylight, and the earliest prayer of the day is fajr at dawn, when it’s still dark, and the next one is dhuhr, which is at midday at least, so unless they woke up at midday it doesn’t make much sense for her to be praying at the time she is) and a cheap cheating storyline. it means they are probably starved for representation and are taking whatever they can because any representation is better than no representation. or maybe they’re genuinely happy with it. idk. maybe they’re staying quiet about it because everyone and their mother is raving about how good this show is and not listening to the actual queer muslim voices here.

the bold type may be a lot of things, but in my opinion (and this is important! it’s my opinion, which I’m allowed to express on my blog) as a queer muslim hijabi who, yes, does like girls, adena el amin is not good representation for me. I’d much rather not have the only woman representing me cheating on her girlfriend and wearing hijab while wearing revealing clothes that completely defeat the purpose of said hijab. if other queer muslim women disagree with me, that’s fine. you can do so respectfully and we can talk about it. but unless you’re also a queer muslim or at least a hijabi then you have no place in this conversation. you can’t tell a black person what good and bad black representation is. you can’t tell a queer muslim hijabi what good and bad queer muslim hijabi representation is. and you certainly can’t tell them they have to be happy with the representation they’re given, especially when they have real issues with that representation.eta: just to be clear, even if I disagree with queer muslims who argue that the bold type is good rep, I still respect that they have that opinion for whatever reason and I’m obviously not speaking for all queer muslims at all when I say what I say in this post. what a queer muslim hijabi considers good representation is obviously dependent on each individual. having said that, the people I’ve spoken to who are all queer hijabi or at least hijabi or muslim have agreed with what I said. take from that what you will.

#me.txt #replies #long post for ts #anti the bold type #anti adena el amin #wank for ts #negativity for ts #fandom wank #the bold type wank #muslim tag #hijabi tag #sapphic tag #arrow for ts #anonymous

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highlyintelligentmoss · 7 years

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If you aren't comfortable or secure talking about this, its totally fine, but I wanted to ask you a question. What is your advice for young people (esp. young girls) questioning (like, hardcore questioning) their sexuality/sexual orientation? I'm 18 years old and I've been struggling with this since i was 14. I'm going to college next year and am scared about what it holds for me, esp. in regards to that. It seemed to be the only thing I think about and it makes me feel every shade of gross.

aw, mouse! I'm sorry you feel gross, I've been there. I only know so much about yr situation & I can only speak from my own experience, so here's what I've got: - try to find lgbtq+ spaces, if you feel safe and comfortable doing so. your school probably has a GSA/positive space group/similar - if not, you can probably still find something somewhere in your area, you might just have to look a little harder. in my experience, these groups are pretty casual & accommodating - for the most part they're meant to be nonjudgmental spaces, and everyone there is dealing with or has dealt with similar stuff to yours. if you don't want to jump right in with both feet, they'll get that. you don't have to share super intimate details about yourself, but even just going and saying hi and listening to other ppl talk about their own stuff can be really helpful & validating. they're generally pretty cool about boundaries too - if you're not out, if you don't want to talk about this stuff outside the room, if you don't want your picture taken and/or put on social media, you can say so.- by the same token, please don't get all of your info/education about queerness from tumblr. I know we all know this website is a trash fire, but I really cannot overstate how little any of the ~discourse here tracks into my Real life. - if you're gonna have sex, do it safely. be a fucking nerd about it and research. you can get free condoms/dental dams/lube from a surprising number of places. if someone doesn't want to use protection or makes you feel bad about yourself, don't fuck them. if it hurts, stop. if they won't get you off, leave. I think wlw struggle with this one bc we're so aware of Objectifying each other, but - being attracted to someone isn't the same as objectifying them. it's okay to think someone's hot and want to fuck them. - if you're gonna date, for fuck's sake have FUN about it. let someone know when you like them. you don't have to force something that's not working. not every relationship has to be Serious Love, but also you don't have to go out with or jump into bed with every person who asks (trust me, you are always going to feel like Everyone Is Having More Sex Than You, and it's rarely the case). if you're meeting up with someone from Tinder or whatever, make sure your friends know where you are. be honest. respect other ppl's boundaries, too, sexually & otherwise - it's a bummer when someone doesn't like you back, we've all been there, but you'll get over it. don't be afraid to ghost ppl & situations that make you feel bad or uncomfortable - this is a lot easier said than done, admittedly.- I'm sure you don't want to hear this lmao but - you are SO YOUNG. there is absolutely no rush. I don't know a single person who has Definitely Known what they are since their teens. I think a lot of ppl have the idea of this movie narrative that you struggle for a while, and then you come out declaring yourself Definitely This Label in one fell swoop and then you're happy and self-actualized and everything is great! and that's bullshit. you'll probably try out different labels and you'll definitely have to come out more than once if/when you decide to - quite a few times, actually. and it's okay if you don't, for whatever reason - you don't owe anybody shit. I've identified at various points in the last decade as gay, bi, pan, genderqueer, just queer, etc. and there are ppl in my life who still don't know I'm gay. I've been having sex since I was your age and still have a messy, complicated relationship with it. I'm sorry this got so long! basically, just try to be honest & patient, with yrself & with other ppl. like who you like, try to surround yrself with good respectful ppl that you trust, do yr best to remember that there's no Right Way to be bi or trans or whatever, and there's no timeline - this is not a neat, linear journey with a clear finish line. and that's okay!! just have fun & be safe. I hope this helps!! my inbox & DMs are always open. good luck, I love you!!

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yourfriendlele · 4 years

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long ask

I saw the post you made ( and first of all since I havent watched harley quinn show so I cant comment on the ship ( though I find it ridiculous that you seem to be implying people who are anti korrasami would automatically be anti bb ( there were people who are anti korrasami but ship bb )

and second of all this is what annoys me about ship wars ( where it can get to the point where one of the characters who “get in the way ” of the ship is demonized ) and with ship wars with one being m/f and other being same sex someone will claim homophobia if you ship say black sun over bb and claim that you would ship say bb if one of them was a dude which is baseless when its a matter of liking the writing or liking the interactions between characters more etc

not to mention the argument when people point out how a ship say korrasami was forced and had no buildup certain people go but there are thousands of straight couples why cant you let us have this one when first of all goodwriting is more important then representation ) korrasami didnt have buildup it was thrown it at the last minute bryke only went to network if they could do at after thinking about how they didnt include rep when they were close to finishing the season finale ( of course they tried to cover their asses by claiming het lenses when no the ship just isnt there it had no buildup or relationship development there had been more buildup / interactions with makorra then korrasami in b4 ( not to mention they fixed their problems with handling conflict by b4 which caused problems in their relationship ) compare all asami got in remembrances was going of course we need you youre the avatar (korras problem at the start was only seeing herself as the avatar and not as person ) mako got a speech about what korra meant to him

and on bb there is/was no buildup or romantic development to bb v1-v6

( there are people who are debating on whether rooserteeth made it canon or not and ( if the v7 stuff is supposed to imply that its forced as hell )

there was no bb moments in v6 that were inherently romantic

people just try to claim these moments were romantic when they really werent and claim there was no other explanation for tihs like blake holding yangs hand when it trembled as she was facing adam which was a show of Im here for you which yang reciprocated on the plane ( and they try to equate bb on the plane to renora on the plane when no its not besides the fact that renora had volumes of buildup were alone in that scene the sun came up and nora did the lean head on shoulders thing) and renora were alone together no one stepped in contrast to bb who were surrounded and friends with ruby talking to blake ( not to mention trying to claim saying that the bb moments in v6 were platonic is like saying nora going thats my man was platonic is bs

Nora was always flagrant about her feelings for Ren. There’s no making “my man” platonic and the hand hold was followed by head on shoulders much like Pyrrha did with Jaune before it. The BB “handhold” is followed up by Ruby comforting Blake as well.

One of the most aggravating things I’ve been seeing in regards to this ship nonsense is people using Adam’s lines (“I will destroy everything you love, starting with her”/“Does Blake make all of her classmates fight for her?”/“What does she even see in you?” ) as evidence that Blake loves Yang over Sun. Oh yes, because the unstable psychopath with a history of being a bad judge of character, especially with Blake, TOTALLY understands how and why she values her friends!

( plus adam is a racist he hates humans a faunus supremacist and see a human and faunus teaming up and being friends as disgusting adam barely knew yang he never saw them interact before so those moments would have been the first times he saw blake with those people ( unless he saw the team fights and given his surprise about yangs semblance

(not to mention adam trying to kill her parents a reference to the I will destroy everything you love which includes friends and family)

( in contrast black sun has had romantic development and teases ( with them showing mutual romantic attraction v1 scene where they first met and the way it was a shot and the angelic choir the v2 and v3 ( where sun flirted with blake and blake blushed and v4 and v5 which had the meat )etc since v1 and even in v6 there was a hint of reunion the departure didnt sink. blacksun has had too much development to just throw it away

the name of representation would just be bad writing the attempts ot justify bad writing with the gay rep excuse is ridiculous and throwing the homophobia card etc around makes a joke of real homophobia same sex ships arent immune to criticism that is equality )

https://rwbyconversations.tumblr.com/post/179603888501/it-was-never-about-that-or-why-sun-went-to

https://eight-of-pentacles.tumblr.com/post/185944273916

I am really annoyed with how

certain bb shippers go to accusation to dismiss criticism focuses on their presumption of their sexuality as the issue rather than how its written. A good love story is determine by how it’s written, NOT by the sexuality of the characters.

“LGBT are historically marginalized and therefore it’s nice they get their main character ship for once.” First of all plenty of media have lgbt main characters now. It’s not groundbreaking. But more importantly, none of that means the relationship is well done. That’s just filling a personal quota. This is a dumb argument. It’s like saying retcon sexualities and ethnicities of existing characters cause we’re too lazy to put the effort in making new ones and you all just get the leftover scraps.

commanderkurama answered:

Yea I mean….its all fine and dandy wanting representation but much the same as they wouldn’t want their first open lgbt characters as villains or killed off, you’d think they’d want their canon couples to be well developed. Most of what they get so hype over about BB is headcanon or trynna reach to connect it to better developed het ships to leech off of their development to make up for the lack of actual substance it has. because I want to have faith in crwby I will say that v7 was just platonic. ( though more cynical people say they threw blacksun out because they wanted to earn points and get a bit more attention by having a same sex w/w ship ( which is annoying they could havedone the same thing with freezerburn weiss and yang werent being teased with anyone and it doesnt throw out any prior relationship teases/development

HEY MAYBE DON’T SEND ME SHIT ABOUT BS BEING BETTER THAN BB etc etc...

Listen, since i’ve posted my comic i’ve gotten plenty of messages saying i’m just not listening to criticism and bb/korrassami/harlivy etc is actually bad and i would see it if i actually cared about good writing bla bla bla.

And i’ve answered some of them, but now im just tired, bc i came to the conclusion that i’m not gonna convice anyone who thinks they’re above homophobia and heteronormativity (bc they’re too woke for that i guess) that, tho i listened to what they had to say, their arguments just aren’t convincing to me.

So yeah, you think bs (or whatever het ship) is absolutely superior and better written than bb (or whatever wlw ship), bc bb is retcon/forced/pandering/just the fandom reaching etc etc, good for you dude, live your life, write your essay and post it on tumblr.

Just could ya’ll please leave me alone now???

Now, if after reading the comic, you’re very curious about what i think (and not what you assumed i think), here are some links to my other responses:

1. BB is going against Monty’s plan

2. Double standarts i, personally, see with same sex couples

3. Refusing to see bb interactions as romantic

4. Yes it is okay not to like wlw ships (no it’s not alway homophobia, but even if i think you sound like a homophobe when you talk about a same sex ship, i can’t really do anything about it, so yep it is always okay not to like a ship, no one is stopping you) + problems i have with each ship mentioned in the comic

If you still, legitimatelly, wanna talk to me about writing (and by all means, please do, i like talking about writing), how about you start with “hello, how are you? My name is .....” and we can go from there?

#rwby #bumbleby #blacksun #yes tagged bs bc i want you guys to leave my inbox alone please #cmon you think im dumb for shipping bb?#fine dude #live your life #just dont send me more essays about this cuz ive read some of them already #and no im not conviced #believe it or not #and frankly #i think we can all understand why i dont want some anonymous asshole telling me lgbt rep is not that big of a deal #submission

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