#degree that they do. seems hella fake otherwise eh

[anti-sasuke]

okay but really sasuke had so much potential and i hate that kishi didn't actually use that, make him better. to me, the sasuke we got will never compare to what we could've gotten, should've gotten. he was mostly all talk, he let his ego get to him, he was too stuck in his head. and like if thats what his character was supposed to be that's one thing. but i don't think it was. at least, that's not the same character people love to praise. fanon sasuke is who people really love to praise but everyone pretends he was like that in canon when that's just not the truth. and again, part of me feels like kishi meant to take him in the direction that fans eventually did as well but he didn't. and i hate that so much.

#g shut up #canon sasuke is one of the most unlikable characters in naruto to me. but part of why is because it doesn't seem like kishi really #fleshed him out how he should've? was going to? idk what kishi was thinking obv . #i think that's why i hate stans so much too. the sasuke they claim to love is not true to canon. the sasuke they try so hard to please #(cause that's not weird) is not true to canon. and like fine there's nothing wrong w that per se. but don't pretend it is lol. esp to the #degree that they do. seems hella fake otherwise eh? but i digress #ik this is vague but again ive been 'writing a post abt my true feelings towards him' for like weeks lol. aka i haven't been lol #i will..... eventually..... maybe

[hemlock-ia]

@evankim-ia

“GOOOOOOD MORNIIIIING!” The cheerful and quite enthusiastic greeting from …somewhere carried all the way through the shop at the sound of the little bell jingling above the door, echoing off the bare brick walls before the man of the hour himself emerged from where he had been busied putting price tags on something upstairs– He kept forgetting to tell people there was an upstairs, filled with old comics and other esoteric nostalgic treasures– sliding down the banister before landing on his feet a bit clumsily but still beaming brightly. That coffee had done wonders, it seemed, his dark eyes filled to the brim with sparkling excitement. “You’re lucky the place has hella acoustics, otherwise you’d be standing here by yourself muttering into the nothing. Anyway- Not important! That’s a rad name for a bookstore, it’s all classy. Nice choice. I was gonna name this place Grim’s Garage Sale but the lady that’s doing my business lease said it sounded kinda tacky and would ruin the aesthetic of a ‘high end shopping center.’” He couldn’t help but laugh at that, a shrug pulling up his shoulders nonchalantly as if to silently ask eh what can you do?

“She kinda ran out of here too in that weird way where you’re like, power walking your ass off but not trying to make it look like you’re running away, it was the weirdest thing, but I did manage to get the smell of seafood out of here like right after she left so it was probably that. It was hella gross, I think they used to keep like canned cat food in here or something. Junmyeon huh?” The ease of his smile was quite relaxed, his hands slipping into the pockets of his cargo shorts as he reclined against one of the sturdier shelves. “Cool, cool. I’m Evan. Hey quick question, if you run across a Garfield book that has 'the pipe strip’ in it, lemme know, I need it for ironic and humorous purposes. Hey…” He hesitated after that, the first time it seemed the exuberant man had dared to take a breath, his brow furrowing and his head tilting to the side. “Are those– Fuck this is gonna sound rude, I’m sorry, and I mean, I’m not trying to be rude to you you seem like a cool dude, shy and shit, but you know that’s not anything to be an ass over, I just– inquiring minds wanna know right, are those wings like… real? Attached to your personage? I’m kinda new to all this, I mean I know other stuff besides me exists it’s just–” He shrugged again. “My group that I came from is kinda sheltered in the ways of the world so…”

Oh god, Junmyeon almost got an aneurysm from the loud voice alone and he swallowed as he braced himself for someone loud, obnoxious and possibly dangerous.  “......It’s not a garage though.” Junmyeon offered in aid of the lady the other man mentioned and he swallowed again. The man did not seem specifically like a murderer but definitely like someone that was very able to give him a head ache. They did not feel like a light being which was a blessing, his head ache did not play up as much (it was light out after all so he had been reasonably ugh already). 

“I... don’t know who was here before you.” he tried to offer, the other spoke quite fast and a lot. Seafood? Cats? lady? Wait what.... He was confused, he he had taken off his sunglasses when coming into the shop and he regretted it a little as his pupils narrowed at the bright personality or the other and then widened as he felt his heartrate increase slightly. Evan. That was a hard name to remember, he did not know it very well- did not sound very Korean to begin with. “I’ll..... look out for it.” He promised, pipe strip. Comics... Comic books were not exactly his specialty but he had some... Maybe... Evan... yes okay, that was the name, Evan. 

He blushed when he was called shy and let out a small insulted bird noise that sounded like an offended purr. Wings? Junmyeon blinked and turned his head 180 degrees to look at his own wings and then turned back, unbothered by the (for others) impossible head turn and then nodded. “Very real.... I assure you. Why....................... would I wear fake wings?” 

Junmyeon was fifty shades of confused.