Saw people saying that Warrior Nun is subpar sapphic rep and only "crumbs" because they only kissed once and I have not had peace since.
Since when has fucking and kissing on screen been synonymous with good rep? They have a two season (well 1.5 season) long romantic build up to a kiss that is DESERVED. they didn't meet and then fuck the next day like most shows have their sapphics do. There was nothing shallow. Just a slow burn development. They fell in love over two seasons; characters falling in love don't need to be macking every two fucking seconds to show romance. It's looks, it's actions, it's pining, it's dialogue, it's in the writing.
People equating good rep to being how many times a sapphic couple kiss or fuck is obscene to me. This is top tier quality sapphic romantic development, not "crumbs". I'm gobsmacked.
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bakugo + the stages of breakup guilt (haha, get it?)
(warning: angst with happy end, gender neutral except a veil is mentioned)
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No one makes Bakugo feel worse about the breakup than his parents do. Not your friends, ignoring all his texts and calls (other than the ones about the bag of underwear, socks, and your special moisturizer you requested be dropped off with someone), not Kiri or even Izuku when they look at him with pity in their eyes and offer to take him out for drinks. And not the dude who plants his ass against his crotch at the club and then calls security on him for taking a swing at his eye (he only gets away with it because the dodge was successful).
No. His parents do. His mother dropping the phone call as soon as the news is broken, his father calling back just to breathe long sighs into the receiver, listening to Bakugo’s long excuse as to why it all happened, then from somewhere in the back, “how could you!”
His initial reaction is anger, of course. It always is with them; they have no control over his life so therefore they shouldn’t care what he does, or who he’s in contact with.
But then the reality sinks in. Two, three weeks later, after days of ignoring them alongside everyone else, trying to forget the memory of how he promised them he’d never hurt you or let you go, surviving off of only the rotting vegetables in his fridge and with the distraction of working coverage (his chart records reporting an all time record of capture later that year)… he realizes they’re right to be upset.
They’re right for the ways they berate him the few times he calls, picking away at what little sanity he has left without you, his father’s withered voice when he asks “have you eaten? Are you warm enough at night?” and his mother’s flaming remarks, “don’t act like this isn’t your fault.”
They’re right for way they practically ignore him when he visits home—once, to celebrate his birthday—and he finds his father has given up crochet and lace embroidery and his mother has cleared out the guest room and taken down every picture of you… and him; the only ones remaining those from primary school and before, smiling like the little shit he always was and still is (least, that’s what mom says when she notices him staring).
Then it’s months later and the reminders begin. When Koda posts pictures of you at the grand opening of his animal sanctuary agency. When he finds one last box of stuff with your name on it, and his favorite mug is on top. When his grandparents ask about the wedding and everything just starts over again. For him, emotionally (his hair only just started growing back after he started tearing it out before shaving it entirely), and his parents, too, with their melancholy looks and bitter words. He knows when people are lying, and it couldn’t be any more obvious when they reply for him, saying they’ll all just have to wait for next time.
It never really gets better, his loneliness, the ache…
But truly, no one makes Bakugo feel worse about the breakup than his parents do. Not even you, when you finally return for that last box and cry when you see that he left an engagement ring inside. And though he would’ve fought for you anyway, you (practically) have them to thank when he gets you back.
(Mitsuki cries on your shoulder the next time you see her. Masaru shows you the handmade veil.)
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This would directly benefit American citizens and would have the added benefit of not contributing to bombing other nations. Bonus: it would not contribute to rising incidents of antisemitism!
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