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thecoffeelorian · 23 days

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And now, for something slightly different...

Hello again, everyone...

...Okay, gang...before we get started here, there's something I think I need to confess here first.

I don't know how in the world I'm supposed to feel about this show any more.

I mean...in the beginning, I thought their arc was clear as a bell: start removing every single darned inhibitor chip they could find, start the evac efforts to an Outer Rim planet, and then start rebuilding new lives, the end.

Instead, it's turned into what looks like a never-ending negative feedback loop: don't lift a finger to rescue a certain person; get told to give a darn about said person by the child character; finally act on the child's orders...but then as a creepy consequence for giving a darn at all, the title squad/'family'(?) starts watching its members not rethink one side of an ideological/psychological divide and leave them; not give up completely on rescuing Troopers/join the Margaritaville Society and leave them; not remember that there are human weight-bearing birds on a certain mountain planet and leave them; finally agree to be caught by the Empire in order to locate Mount Tantiss and leave them...and oh yes, let's add a 'Will They Kill A Brother/Won't They Kill A Brother' game to the mix, if things weren't totally weird enough...I mean, all right, already.

If this show WASN'T about having all six title characters come back together as a true family on an asylum planet, what IS happening here?

How in the world am I expected to respond to repetitive, exhausting moments of disaster and family splintering when for three whole years, I was endlessly told that there was NO disaster, that this was the PERFECT family, that they would NEVER end up shedding members one by one, etc...and...everything that the big-name fans and fandom influencers said WOULDN'T happen IS, in fact, happening right this very minute.

In other words, the squad and family keeps on disintegrating a little bit more with each new season, and I'm left thinking the same thing a few of you must have thought at least once.

Why am I here?

Is it because I'm studying this series as a whole like a certain Chiss studies art, and searching for all of its strengths and weaknesses in order to better improve my own writing? Is it for the sake of wishing to learn how to draw better, and practicing the craft in the safety of something familiar? Or, am I instead becoming some manner of corporate counter-revolutionary, and taking up fanworks as my mode of protest against stories that revolve more around too-short moments of cuteness and horror, sometimes solely for shock value alone...?

I'm afraid I can't answer questions like these just yet, no, not even to myself. I can only read and write and pretty much grieve everything that these episodes/seasons were supposed to be...yet for Force knows what reason, keep getting relegated to the same few plot points over and over again while expecting different results. I can only hope that there's some eventual breakthrough to make it all worth it in the end, if only to rid myself of the thought that this could be the very first bit of Nihilist media in the fandom.

Anyway...*deep breath* Now that I've given you my two cents on this issue...let's get right to my picks of the week, which, thanks to the return of a very interesting sister, I'm unofficially titling this as:

THE DATHOMIR EDITION

The Bad Batch Fan Art

Captain Howzer by @thespianwtch.

She Is Mommy by @anko-art.

Star Wars Rebels Fan Art

Alexsandr Kallus by @ghosty-blues1.

The Bad Batch Fan Fiction

You know, brother by whiteaxolotl

Fight Like Brothers Do by AgentMaryMargaretSkitz

deprogramming by vicious_creature

Whatever Is Necessary by ChopSyndulla

Domiciles by Polyphonic_Garden

Star Wars Sapphic Week, Day 5--Sparring by @violetjedisylveon

Serpent's Kiss by mediumsweet

Not A Soldier by TigerTheSpahget

Star Wars Sequels Fanfiction

What We Do In The Resistance by AgentMaryMargaretSkitz

And now, I'd like to put in a small advertisement, if only to bring more attention to an up-and-coming artist: @ve-ti-ver has started up their own Patreon page, available at this link . So, if you'd like to support them, please feel free to visit their page.

Finally, yes, you probably all know the drill by now...but just in case you need a reminder, here we go: Please give this post a like and a reblog, so that we can pass this post around the Internet and back!

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Thank you, good afternoon, good luck, and...

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 1 year

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Hehehe, hello dear author. I have a somewhat peculiar request for Poseidon. Let's say that at a meeting or party some time after Ragnarok, Amaterasu arrives with a miko assisting her, which the goddess treats as her daughter and as soon as she sees Poseidon she does her best to prevent Poseidon from noticing the priestess. Since Amaterasu knows the story of Medusa and this special human is like a daughter to her. The miko is from a modern era, but she had a peculiar childhood. Since she and/or she was born, she was consecrated to the Grand Shrine of Amaterasu, being the only woman among her brothers. Her parents only visited her at the temple to demand perfection, asking the monks and superior priestesses to leave her in isolation if she did not meet their expectations to the letter, the monks could not oppose since her family was of high social hierarchy and very rich. Basically, she suffered mental and sometimes physical damage from the scars left from training her with weapons related to the sun goddess. And it was at dawn, while he was serving his punishment in isolation, that Amaterasu appeared to him, and lamented everything that his followers had done. From that day on, the goddess promised that she would always be with her, and basically Amaterasu was the one who he would gossip while they hung out in isolation. she y/n she died defending the temple from a too powerful yokai, and Amaterasu collected her soul and performed her funeral personally, as well as driving her y/n's family out of her lands. For this reason Amaterasu is so jealous of y/n, especially against Poseidon due to the tyrant of the seas' fetish for virgin priestesses. But surely Poseidon is worth half a peach and somehow he takes the miko to his domain to try to woo her, and y/n knowing that he will not beat Poseidon in a fight, he always evades him saying that he is not interested in being with a married man (Amphitrite) while trying to find a way to escape every day. And Amaterasu is about to start a war against Hades, since the latter stands in the way of the sun goddess breaking Poseidon's face.

-Your life was only better after you died.

-It was a sad truth, but a truth, nonetheless. You were the only daughter born to a high society family with four older brothers and one younger brother.

-To your parents, you were useless, as only boys mattered to them, sons to carry on their lineage.

-They got rid of you the first chance they had but did it in a way where nobody would accuse them of being bad parents, they gave you to the Ise Jingu, the holy Shinto shrine of Amaterasu, where the goddess is rumored to live, an honorable fate.

-Your life became nothing but chores and going to school, only being able to attend through middle school, the mandatory educational requirements in Japan.

-However, you worked hard, proving yourself to the High Priestess and the priests who oversaw the temple grounds, and you were conscripted to become a priestess yourself.

-Your family benefited from your promotion, using it as publicity for them and their sons that their only daughter was devoted to a life serving in a temple as a priestess.

-However, this came at a price, due your parents being so wealthy, giving massive donations and getting many other high society families to donate large amounts, their instructions were clear: you had to be perfect, no mistakes, and if any were made, you were to be locked away and punished.

-Unable to risk the donations, the High Priestess accepted the terms.

-You tried your best, being diligent with your work so you would make any mistakes, but their constantly watching eyes, even the smallest mistake had them throwing you into a small isolated room with no windows, sometimes after whipping the tops of your hands so you would learn.

-You struggled with their treatment, sometimes punishing you by not feeding you for days, isolating you, you were quickly beginning to look sick, but those in charge were too blinded by their greed.

-You could only stare in the darkness of the room, no windows to illuminate anything, the only source of light being the sun peeking through the small cracks.

-A hand on your head startled you, flinching in fear as you could barely move, turning your heard to see the most beautiful woman you have ever seen, glowing as if the was the sun herself.

-You eyes were wide and full of tears as she pulled you into her arms, weeping softly as she held you, “How could they hurt someone so young- so small.”

-You instantly knew this was Amaterasu herself, your own tears welling as you broke down, sobbing into her chest, but she didn’t berate you, she just let you cry, giving you the soft affection that you so desperately wanted.

-From that day on, Amaterasu was always with you, but nobody could see her but you, as she said they were not worthy to see her.

-She had healed your wounds, kept you warm at night, became a friend, a mentor, and a mother to you, doting on you so gently.

-When she had to leave you for a short while, you were terrified, clutching her kimono, which broke her heart, but she promised to return to you.

-Without her divine protection, which had shielded your mistakes from the eyes of those in charge of the temple, so you wouldn’t be punished, it was like a demon took over the temple, tainting all those who resided.

-When Amaterasu returned, she could only stare in horror, seeing you bloody and broken body, whipped viciously, your hands bound behind your back, seeing the priestess and priests were the ones harming you.

-In one act of Divine Punishment, Amaterasu struck the temple with a ball of fire, immediately igniting it.

-She watched them all flee, leaving you behind, her heart aching as you passed, but she immediately pulled your soul out of your body, cradling it close as you woke up, completely healed, floating above the burning temple.

-You were in disbelief that you had died, but at the same time, you never felt happier, as you could never be hurt by them again.

-The temple only had minor damage, the fire department working quickly, but Amaterasu made sure to reveal your body, which was only minorly burned, showing the abuse you had been put through.

-The public was in an uproar, furious that those in charge had treated the little miko so harshly, so cruelly, then it came into light of your family’s bribery to the temple, paying them to treat you like this, as nothing but perfection would be accepted.

-You were in awe, holding onto Amaterasu as you watched your family lose everything, being shamed and being forced to flee Japan to start anew.

-You harbored no feelings for your family, no remorse for them, as they were the ones that did this to you, they did this to themselves.

-In Valhalla you had so much freedom, getting to explore around the Shinto pantheon, meeting warriors from history, and with Amaterasu by your side, you go to meet other gods as well, many who were disgusted by the way you, a sixteen-year-old girl, had been treated by adults, least of all holy figures that watched over temples.

-Amaterasu doted on you like you were a daughter, not a miko, as you were considered a demi-god of sorts, as you were considered a holy maiden. You didn’t mind either way, you liked helping your new mother out, doing simple chores, delivering paperwork around the pantheon for her.

-You had never been happier than with this new role in the afterlife, in Valhalla.

-It was at a massive party where you got to meet so many other gods and notable humans, a celebration for the salvation of humanity, as the gods have decided to work with humanity to help them better themselves, what they should have done in the first place.

-You were wearing a traditional miko outfit, red hakama pants with a white shirt, and a large red bow tying your hair back in a low ponytail, remaining by your mother goddess.

-Many were surprised to meet a holy maiden that was so young, but most were nice to you, many of the humans enjoyed speaking with you, as you asked them questions about their past as you knew their history.

-Amaterasu grabbed your wrist, pulling you behind her as a man approached you both, you peeked out, hearing your mother call this man Poseidon, a glare on her face, as she knew the story of Medusa, of what he did to a priestess of Athena.

-He wasn’t going to be allowed near you.

-However, her intense protectiveness is what made Poseidon want to see you more, to know more about you, wanting to know why you were so special to the sun goddess.

-When you were out delivering papers a few days later, Amaterasu was beside herself when she realized you had gone missing, snatched away from the pantheon.

-She immediately knew where to go, heading right for the Greek pantheon, with Susanoo and Tsukuyomi tried to hold her back from waging an all-out war between the two pantheons.

-She was correct however, as you had been taken by Poseidon, spirting you away to his palace in the Greek pantheon, as he was curious about you, wanting to see why you were so special.

-You were scared, as you didn’t know where you were, a powerful god had kidnapped you, and you knew you couldn’t fight against him and you couldn’t shake the feeling that this man was dangerous, he made you uneasy.

-Amaterasu told you about Poseidon, and about Medusa, whom you remember reading about back on earth in history class, how she was a priestess and he raped her, and she was turned into a gorgon.

-She wanted you to be safe as she was afraid that he would come after you in the same way, despite being married.

-Poseidon was quickly infatuated with you, when you asked to go back home to your mother, soon moving on to demanding him, refusing his advances.

-He didn’t want to force you, he wanted to woo you, so you would come on your own free will, that way he would be safe from Amaterasu and the other gods.

-You refused all his advances, “You’re married! I’m not going to get with a married man! And I’m still only a teenager!” but with each refusal, he grew more and more infatuated.

-When he heard your mother was looking for you, he locked you in a lavish room in a tower, you could see out the windows, but you were trapped, unable to escape while Poseidon went to assure your mother that he didn’t have you.

-Hades, Zeus, and Poseidon had their hands full with Amaterasu, who was ready to launch a full out attack on them, knowing that Poseidon had you somewhere.

-Susanoo called for The Seven Lucky Gods, to search for you while he and Tsukuyomi were trying to prevent a massive war.

-You were trying to tie every piece of cloth you could together, to make a rope to throw out the window so you could climb down and escape, needing to get back to your mother.

-You were terrified, every inch of you was shaking as you shimmed down your makeshift rope until you heard, “Y/N!”

-You gasped, seeing Ebisu who was rushing towards you on the ground below, seeing you escaping from a high tower.

-You slipped, losing your grip and you fell quite a ways before you managed to grab onto the rope again, halting yourself but you cried out in pain as Ebisu shouted out your name again.

-You made it to the ground, letting the rope go and falling into his arms as you felt him touch your waist and you were instantly in tears, your arms wrapped around his neck as you sobbed, having been so scared.

-Ebisu wasn’t the greatest at comforting others, but he held you tightly, furious that Amaterasu was right, Poseidon had taken you, and he had been hiding it from everyone, including his brothers who were trying to defend him as they didn’t know any better.

-When the other Seven Lucky Gods walked in, all furious, Zeus was quick to ask what their interruption was all about before Ebisu stepped forward, you in his arms princess style, as your arms were still wrapped around his neck, not wanting to let him go.

-Instantly all attention turned to Poseidon who looked furious that you were not in the lovely room he had prepared for you, his brothers angry as well, as they had been defending him, only to find out Amaterasu knew what she was talking about.

-Showing her intimidating side for once, shocking everyone in attendance, even you, the heat that was quick to envelop the room was stifling as she spoke, glaring hard, “I will not hesitate to dry your oceans, Sea God, if you ever even look at my daughter again. There will be no mercy a second time.”

-She also threatened Zeus and Hades, who were quick to agree with her, that they were to punish their brother for not only kidnapping you, but also lying about you being hidden away.

-They ended up calling Aphrodite and her son Eros to use an arrow on Poseidon to lose his infatuation with you, but he was to be watched closely.

-Ebisu was quickly blushing, defensive against everyone once you all arrived back to the Shinto pantheon, your home, as you didn’t want to let him go, and Amaterasu cooed on how cute he looked, shouting at her, “OI! I’m not cute!!” which caused a lot of laughter to ring throughout the pantheon.

-Amaterasu kept you close for the next few days, by your choice more than hers, as you felt too nervous to go anywhere without her, which made her sympathize with you, doting on you and reassuring you that he would never come after you again, if he didn’t want to risk his life.

-You cuddled your mother, laying your head on her lap, making her giggle as she brushed her hands through your hair, doting on you, seeing that you were so happy to be there with her, safe and sound from everything.

-That is until you visited the Norse pantheon and Brunnhilde took you flying on her winged horse, giving your mother a slight panic attack, worried about you.

-She knew that she would need to let you grow up, both emotionally and mentally, knowing she couldn’t keep you by her side forever, but she always prayed to you that you would always come home to her, no matter what.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror poseidon #ror seven lucky gods #ror ebisu

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ganymedesclock · 2 years

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Perhaps I’m drawing conclusions from nowhere, but re:that last post: I kind of feel like a big part of the problem is that there has to be a “real monster” at all. I feel like a lot of stories that try to be morally ambiguous fall into this trap, where there can be antagonists who are allowed that gray area only if there is some Bigger Bad who it can all be blamed on. There’s something comforting about the idea that there exists some primal evil that you can hate in an uncomplicated way, rather than being forced to sit with a world where everyone is just as capable of kindness as they are monstrosity, and people have agency in their decisions.

Oh, I mean, the phenomenon I think of as Pinata Evil is a widely examined phenomenon but I think while it runs thickly with "humans are the REAL MONSTERS" they are discrete categories.

Pinata Evil is exactly as you say. It is the ideological stance that a particular villain or threat exists for the specific purpose of being the only reason anything is ever bad in a Good Society that wants to make sure all of its wonderful favorite darlings get candy forever.

Is there social inequality? No! Poor people only exist because King Greedmoney wipes his ass with $10,000 every night. Okay, but then should we examine the system that permitted King Greedmoney to exist and get away with it? Should we take action to understand how this happened so we can't let it happen again? NO. the solution is to kill King Greedmoney and then nobody will ever be poor again.

Pinata Evil isn't, I will say, some kind of inherent writing sin. The reason why it is so popular and widespread is because entrenched, complex problems are unsatisfying. Meanwhile, the idea that we could just punch King Greedmoney and everything will be okay, is tempting. Sometimes, to incite the hope that direct action is possible, it is important to assert, through narrative, that it is worth it to stand against evil. And honestly, most evils we face in our personal life will be some sort of personal adversary- it's having to go talk to your scary boss about unionizing or similar.

Pinata Evil is worth pointing out and criticizing, though, because it's like junk food. It tastes great and goes down really really easily and because just about everybody likes it, we often don't think about what goes into it, or if someone is trying to tempt our opinions.

At its worst, the implicit reward of the pinata- all the 'good' that will presumably leak out into the world if we get rid of this ugly bad guy nobody likes- ends up becoming the driving motivation. This is a line I think, for example, Legend of Zelda, falls across far too often for comfort. In Twilight Princess, we're left to question, what was Ganondorf thinking? What was the actual point of almost anything he did? Why did he, or Zant, freeze the Zoras if the nature of the Twilight means none of them could've done anything anyway?

Never mind that! Every time you fix a bad thing you are directly moving towards opposing him because he is the reason all bad things happen.

(we will not examine the actions that contributed to harm he caused when they were done by Good People, like the Sages tossing him into the Twilight Realm that they knew was inhabited, after they'd started shit with him that the twili had nothing to do with)

By the time we reach the end of Twilight Princess, we have worked ourselves into a fervor of frustration and denial. Why did those cute kids and our hometown girlfriend get hurt? Why can't we spend time with Zelda? Why is Midna cursed? It's All Ganondorf's Fault and we hurt Ganondorf until he bursts open and all the good things are given back to us. These actions are fleshed out enough to achieve their result- to get us full of righteous fury.

Ganondorf is not a real person. I am not arguing his innocence or guilt in a court of law, or what is acceptable to punish him. But I think, as a fake person in a fake environment with fake crimes, he is a great no-stakes place to ask critical questions about in what ways the game motivates us to attack him, and how he is positioned to us as a threat.

It is a good thing to examine, for another example, why people felt so betrayed and angry that Steven did not specifically, explicitly, by his own hand, kill the Diamonds, even though the show went into far more detail than many of its type about how to fix the obvious things wrong with this space dystopia. That the terms of the Diamonds' surrender INCLUDE, hey, don't dominate people's lives like this, hey, don't grow people for a purpose they're not allowed to change, hey, stop violently harvesting the life out of planets.

The harm was targeted and addressed. But there was not a pinata broken as a promise that it will be all good from here on out, that someone was responsible for 'all the world's evil' and we destroyed that person so now there's no evil.

#long post #writing ruminations

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fantasyinvader · 7 months

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Again with the Hegemon Husk form. I think if we go back to the parley on this, the parley is meant to be best insight into Edelgard’s character. What her true motivations are. Scarlet Blaze, of all things, confirms Dimitri’s accusations.

Is Edelgard averting her eyes from what she doesn’t want to see? Yeah, she herself confirms this with regards to the Slither’s influence on the Empire. Likewise, she herself says she’s hopelessly devoted to her ideals in her support with Balthus. That same support also agrees with Dimitri’s statement that she’s forcing her beliefs on others, as she says that those that don’t support her or her ideals will be destroyed. Shez and Hubert’s support talks about how the commoners are oppressed while the nobility thrive under Edelgard’s reforms, showing that Edelgard could have reformed the Empire without invasion AND that her system doesn’t profit the weak. But as the parley states, Edelgard simply blames the weak if they don’t succeed, saying they’re too coddled while she herself is coddling the nobility.

I point this out because, well, Dimitri in Flower does call Edelgard’s route the path of the beast in the Japanese text. “Teacher. Why did Edelgard... choose the path of a beast, trampling on people's lives?” and as the final boss of Azure Moon she’s a beast unit, with Dimitri saying that such a form is the end of her ideals. “To be changed beyond all recognition... That is what lies at the end of the ideals you served so diligently.” Even Cipher got into this with it’s card for the Hegemon Husk titled “Hegemon Edelgard: At the End of the Ideals She Served.”

The final boss of Azure Moon isn’t Edelgard, it’s her ideals. Ideals she’s constantly framed as serving, not the people. That free and independent society, the one where people are supposed to be self-sufficient? Let’s see, we have it upheld by pilfered Agarthan tech according to Byleth/Constance, Hubert’s endings make it clear the public are under surveillance with any threats to Edelgard’s rule being put down (Shamir’s mentions rebellions in the English text), the Imperial army is indirectly stated to be invading other countries in Japan (Caspar/Dorothea) where the text make them out to be a bunch of out of control juggalos rather than “sometimes reckless”, Edelgard is shown banning plays she hasn’t even watched according to her Dorothea ending, Brigid’s independence is given conditions dictated by Edelgard, Lorenz/Byleth shows that nobles can simply decide to appoint their children heirs, there’s a refurbished state-ran religion to spread Edelgard’s ideals while followers of the old faith are seen as weak, Edelgard is willing to just create positions to suit those she favors and there’s probably more that I’m forgetting. Hopes was also clear that the nobles who serve Edelgard do so because they want to ensure their own power, and any commoners who are considered for positions come under much heavier scrutiny so they don’t make Edelgard look bad. But we don’t even have to go that far, do we? The fact Edelgard is willing to sacrifice the people, even having them experimented on and turned into monsters, that’s enough to show us where her priorities lie even without adding she’s conscripting civilians who don’t agree with the war.

All this, according to the original text, to put the world the back the way it once was. A world for “humanity,” but the game tells us that era was one where humanity was ruled by a tyrant who persecuted his people, and those people began murdering and stealing in order to gain power for themselves. This is the ideal Edelgard strives for, what she believes will make everything better once she gets rid of everyone who stands in her way. What she is willing to become a monster over.

Tell me, does this sound like the game is saying it is something worth fighting for? Because it sounds more like Edelgard’s rule is the law of the jungle, where the weak are ruled over by the strong or be killed. It’s not humane, it turns people into animals scrambling over each other in pursuit of their own status. Which is fitting, considering what the beast path is in Buddhism and where it leads. You didn’t create a world for humanity. You created a world where people are animals.

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haleigh-sloth · 1 year

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Hello again shigaraki expert! Hope all is well. Forgive me if you’ve answered this before, but what do you think people get wrong about him the most often and why? Both by viewers as well as the characters in the series. Thank you for always being so open to questions!

🤯 What a question. Also I have no idea how to react to being called that askdfasg. I think I kind of went on a little tangent about that here, but there are actually a lot of answers to this question.

There are a LOT of things about Tomura that I personally feel get mischaracterized by fans--but a lot of these takes come from multiple different subsects of the fandom. So I have to like...break it down I guess so it doesn't come across as a disjointed point I'm trying to make. And then in canon, god, there is also a lot of misunderstanding of him but that's because Tomura doesn't say anything out loud.

I'll break it into sections asghasf

Some takes are just not worth engaging with imo, like the ones talking about how he "actually wanted to kill his dad", or was actually born evil. I mean.....if that's the conclusion you've come to when reading the manga, there is nothing I can do to help you lol.

Takes I feel are skewed but not without justification to some extent though:

Man-child who throws tantrums: I mean yes, in the beginning when you didn't know the character well, you saw this behavior. And you hear the protagonist side characterize him this way. I get where this idea comes from, it isn't based off of nothing in canon. But supposedly people latched onto this characterization and never let it go. Now I personally don't see this a lot because anybody who thinks this is not someone I'd engage with in fandom anyway, but apparently in fics? I guess it's an issue. But yeah, needs to be let go. His reactions in early chapters have been explained to us as serious stress responses as a result of his life circumstances, not him being spoiled and unhappy that he didn’t get what he wanted, similarly to a toddler. The scratching at his skin and severe emotional irritation? It’s a panic attack.

Making his entire personality out to be nothing but a gamer nerd. Again, this isn’t without some justification. But it’s a little weird that so often he gets reduced down to…just that. It’s not even prevalent enough in his personality to have been put in his manga profile as something he likes, like it was for Spinner. It’s just weird that…that’s all he gets out of people sometimes.

The more complicated mischaracterizations (imo) are as follows:

“He has his own goals that he came to on his own.” Well, there is some evidence to back this up, if you ignore another key aspect of his character. He hates society, yes. He was abandoned by the common population and by heroes, yes. But his resiliency from this fact is completely tanked, because the real reason behind his goal to just get rid of everything is because he hates himself and sees no possibility for a future where the current world will ever accept him. But notice how in recent events we’ve been shown that despite the fact that he sees no future for himself in the current society, he still keeps hoping and holding out for someone to help him and accept him anyway. His self-hatred is not something he came up with on his own—that’s AFO. Society sucks, he hates it, and he has a hatred for it based off of personal experiences. But that’s not what he needs saving from. He needs saving from the hate he holds for himself and his own existence.

“He was liberated from his past.” He wasn’t. The proof is current chapters, but also if people would take like ten minutes to go back and really look at MVA, they’d see it for what it was. It was insanely negative development for Tomura and the shackles his past have around him only tightened their grip, as did AFO. Arguments over whether the possession plot line being planned from the start aside, MVA was never an arc about him being set free, or letting go, or moving on. It’s really really obvious if you look at it without being held up on the nice idea of Tomura being an independent thinker.

“He wants to make a change for the better.” I don’t know that this even really needs much explanation. I know it’s a common idea that he’s “fighting for a change”, but there’s a reason the manga doesn’t uphold his actions as something positive. Decaying cities with random bystander people in them is not positive nor is it fighting for any kind of change. And the manga doesn’t even try to frame it that way. So I find this take to be a result of people not letting go of past characterizations when we had less info, and not letting go of fanon Tomura. I talked about this here and here.

“He’s this selfless and compassionate person who prioritizes others (namely the League) above himself.” Honestly, I don’t see any indication of this, but it’s a popular idea people have of him. His desire for the LOV to live how they wish and HIS desire to destroy everything are 100% mutually exclusive. In a way both ideas might point in the same direction, but in that sense both of those things point in the same direction as AFO’s plans too. But they don’t enmesh well do they? On another note, he’s definitely self destructive, but he’s not sacrificial. He’s not out there thinking of the League’s well-being as a result of any sacrifice he makes. He operates rather independently (separating and going into a coma for four months). And the proof of this is, well, currently. When two of the remaining members of the league who have some sort of independence in their actions willfully turned a blind eye to his situation and pretty much abandoned him in the AFO situation, and have shown no internal conflicts to AFO taking over their operation. It just tells me that Tomura never set the bar for the League members to sacrifice themselves for each other, including himself. He doesn’t. What Spinner, Compress, and Twice do in their arcs is a different discussion altogether. But if we’re talking about Tomura specifically, he is not sacrificial for others. There is not really any evidence for that imo. I do think he is a compassionate person deep down, at his core. But that’s Tenko, who he really is, who he’s always been. That’s an aspect he’s always had outside of AFO that gets clouded over by his current personality that is nothing but trauma responses.

I think those are my biggest things that I feel get misconstrued, misread, mischaracterized about him by fandom. In the manga itself, there isn’t really a single soul who knows his true self (yet). So to answer that I’d say….everyone misunderstands him to great extents. But that’s intentionally done. Nobody is supposed to see how much he really hates himself and blames himself for his family and for how he turned out as a person. (Yet)

#bnha #boku no hero academia #anonymous #bnha asks #shigaraki tomura #shimura tenko #bnha meta

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Today I absolutley sucked. ✌️

Last night I could not sleep (common issue in my world, I know.) No matter what sleep aid I took, what I did, last night was a bad night for me, it was particularly awful because it was my management shift today. YIPEE... so I ended up FINALLY managing to get myself to sleep for a light nap, I got up at 6am, threw on my work clothes and while I was looking in my drawer for socks, I literally fell asleep The sims 4 style from exhaustion while trying to find the socks. Then slept through two alarms that I set for work and suddenly I opened my eyes and realised it was light outside and instantly knew I was late as fuck because it was 9am and I wasn't meant to be on the floor, I was meant to be at my desk about 30 minutes previous to that moment. So I jump up and like any normal person, naturally I scream "SHIT" and I ran, SOCKLESS BY THE WAY, I ran so fast from my house to work I got to the other part of town in less than seven minutes and now I have blisters from my vans. JOY...

I get to work and a customer is pulling up and hops out of his car, he's like "do you open later now?" And I'm like frantic and out of breath telling him "no. I slept in, ill tell you more when I can breathe again." Because I ran RELENTLESSLY to the point where I was coughing and coughing and I'm trying to call admin and I can't even speak to admin because I can't catch my breath, she's like "imma call you back", I'm trying to set everything up in the shop, the dude who caught me outside decided to help put things up on display (which I really REALLY fucking appreciated) and I eventually got the shop together and made myself a coffee. I then popped to to toilets and l caught a glimps of myself in the mirror AND FUCK ME, I looked like I had been on a week long bender! My hair was all over, bags under my eyes, pale (probably from the lack of oxygen in my body) I looked dishevelled and ridiculous! 😂

Luckily for me because of how open I have been with the admin and higher up colleagues about what is going on in my life I was instantly given a decision of "no further action" because as it was said on the phone, they are aware of how much I have going on at the moment and they think it's a wonder that I power on through and haven't taken time off, which I appreciate. I also spoke to admin about everything new going on and found myself laughing at points and it was weird but nice, because she was laughing with me and i said "sorry I know I shouldnt laugh but I do just find myself laughing at that now. Like it's really not funny HA!" and she said "Misty, that's trauma, you've had a lot of trauma lately, sometimes when we process that we find ourselves looking back and laughing." While also laughing with me and she's very right.

Towards the end of my shift I was 30 minutes late out because people wouldn't leave and then some random guy decided to walk into my life and put £57 worth of coins made up of various small change into one of the machines and then turn to me and say "well that's one way to get rid of my shrapnel!" And smile. LITERALLY. It made me wish there was shrapnel in my brain because he could of just brought me the money and I would have changed it for him and not had to count it at stupid o'clock and TO TOP IT OFF. I HAD TO COIN EVERY PENNY AND THE MONEY WAS FUUUUCKING STICKY!!!! 🤮🤮🤮 I was too exhausted and cranky to be dealing with sticky dirty money!

In all seriousness I am not surprised I was so tired that I just flopped because at the moment I find myself feeling like a forgotten part of society. As a mother I have been in many situations in my life, I have been the teenage mother, I have been the workaholic motherand I have been the judged tattooed mother but weirdly I find this most recent one the toughest, and I can respect the fact that I have clawed my way to making it to a place where some people who didn't have kids as a teen would struggle to get to but there is literally no fucking help for a 30 year old woman who owns her own house who's relationship ended. Right now I am on antidepressants, sleep aid, iron, folic acid beause of b12 anemia, I'm working my ass off, not using childcare so it doesn't gobble up my wage. The other parent moved 40 minutes away and the only help I am getting is from my parents, for a day and a night a week, I'm still hosting the sleepovers, I'm still playing the games, I'm still making ends meet and on top of all that I am fixing up this house! It's like when your kids are over the age of 5 years old you are just expected to juggle on a unicycle with flaming wheels and keep the shit show going and smile til you drop and I don't get it! We just have to get though it! It seems to me eveytime you find a helping hand you can't reach for it because it will risk fuck up something else and its not fair. Nobody wants to end up a single parent at 30 but it seems like as a woman of this age, in this position in society you are pushed to your limit and backed into a corner.

On a lighter note, I have 2 days holiday now and I am taking the kids to their first gig tomorrow with my best friend! I am going to let my hair down and embarrass the life out of my kids! 😁

#mom #mom blog #mumblr #parenting #momblr #mom blogger #parent #malamai #malamaii #humblr #teen mom

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septembersghost · 1 year

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Sometimes it feels like people like to pat themselves on the back for dissing Elvis because it’s the cool thing to do

I’m the anon who deleted TikTok btw. I was tired of the same repetitive comments about Elvis and decided finally to delete that annoying app LOL.

i'm not sure what you saw on the clock app, though can guess it was probably the same stuff that's said on twt, but any reason you feel to get rid of that app, or anything that's stressing you out!, is a good/valid one.

when it comes to e, between misinformation, misunderstandings, and decades' worth of caricatures and this almost prideful disdain towards him - the origin of which i can't quite figure out? - he's been an easily mockable and reduced figure. like even beyond, idk, judgment of his struggles and addictions and health, or the massive volume of tabloid accounts, or the cardboard camp of impersonators, or the feeling some seem to have that he was too excessive or gauche, or define him by vegas as a kind of sideshow, there are some, i've come to find, that outright reject the idea he was in any way a serious artist. the article i read recently...basically posited he wasted his entire life and talent, in a way that was so cruel and dismissive of everything he ever did after sun records. things i can't even fathom saying about a person. ("success corroded and finally destroyed a budding talent who might have achieved so much more than just celebrity. He might have been an artist...by 1958, when he was inducted into the U.S. Army, his beauty and his creativity were behind him. A few brief echoing rays of the glory that had been might suddenly shine through, yet the sun had all but set." seriously? he was 23 years old in 1958! it's a complete erasure of nearly half his life. and it's particularly jarring as some of what's said in that piece is astute and well-written, yet some of the rest of it...i refuse to even quote.) he created so much wonderful music later, but it routinely gets ignored. (plus he wasn't a songwriter, as if that invalidates his astonishing musicality and gift of interpretation and arrangement). the movies, and critical view of them due to what they are, unfortunately do not help. this embarrassment surrounding him, the sense that his talent was squandered and his legacy tarnished, mixed with misperceptions of his character, is so ingrained in the pop cultural zeitgeist that there are always going to be people set to take him down a peg or deride him or shake their heads rather than lend any sympathy for how and why things unfolded as they did.

that video analysis i shared about the film mentioned him as this sort of quintessential american tragedy, the hollowness of the dream gone wrong, even though he was still trying so hard up to the end, still sharing that love with his audience, and i think sometimes we're uncomfortable looking at tragedy and illness and exploitation, so it's easier to ridicule or blame or turn into a joke. i also think his sincerity and emotion as a performer, the movement that came to him naturally that he couldn't switch off, the unique ways he utilized the power of his voice, read as, for lack of a better word, cringeworthy, to many, because society at large struggles with raw expression. a combination of factors thus make him an easy target. he's that halloween costume, spangles on a jumpsuit and what they erroneously view as shlocky music, or he's the worst perpetuated things, but never real, never explored or offered understanding. it's lousy and disheartening, but it unfortunately is what it is. (i can imagine only a fraction of why this stuff used to upset lisa marie the way it did.) i don't require people to be perfect to care about or be touched by them. human beings are not saints. he was flawed, he had a temper, he certainly misstepped, he made choices along the way that proved to be destructive. he was also generous and gracious and forgiving and compassionate, kind in a way that embraced people and made them feel seen and like they belonged, in a way that's still radiant in recollections, and in what we find in ourselves too.

catherine martin recently said, "elvis is a humanist. he believed in people and kindness and connection, and i think he wanted to use music to bring people together." he'd say, "i'm just a singer. i'm nobody special. do you think they'll remember me?" he always marveled that people came to see him, and held fast to that idea that the happiness and love in that connection of the music was worth something. as my friend wrote to me, there's a lot of dreck out there, but it's boring. there's no fire there, no passion. without the fire and passion you can't even get elvis at all. meanwhile, here we are, nearly fifty years later, on technology that didn't even exist while he lived, still finding reason to remember him, to wax poetic about him, to connect to him and to one another, to find that same joy and solace in the music. i have to believe that matters so much more. some of this other stuff is just useless clatter, you know? there's music and there's noise. i'll choose the music every time.

#anonymous #letterbox #elvis presley #i was a dreamer

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sunshong · 1 year

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BEEF “Revenge is best served raw.”

Sometimes being angry is a good thing, when the time comes you’ll just burst and say all the things needed to be said to the people that made you feel resentful, but always remember that everything will end, your problems will be solved, you’ll get rid of your wrath towards anything or someone. “Anger is just a transitory state of consciousness.”

The reason I tried to finish this is because of the hype, yes, I saw some clips on tiktok and yes, if you hate getting spoiled about movies, series and such things then tiktok is not the application for you. But little did I know I was already at the last episode of the first season, it was really worth the hype.

Going back to the main topic of my blog, the “Beef” will not just give you laughters, it’s a satire apprehension about asian culture in regards to family, relationship, and work. It will also help you realize that only you can help yourself achieve what you want for your life, the success you’ve been striving for, the amount of recognition from your loved ones, the acceptance this society could offer, but at the end of the day there’s still a small vacuum in your life that nothing in this world could fill. What also struck me is the thought that even your husband, your parents, your closest friends, they don’t have an idea on what’s really going on with your life and what’s inside your mind because the only people that can really acknowledge your state of being are also the ones undergoing it.

Danny (Steven Yeun) and Amy (Ali Wong) both shared their narratives, Amy as a little girl that dreamed to have it all, a great household unlike the one she had, and also loads of money that can provide for them whilst Danny wanted to become a triumphant business-owner as a contractor. The biggest plot twist in their lives started when they met at the road and Danny almost hit Amy’s white SUV when backing up while her response was the reason the beef between them started. After several encounters from each others, who could’ve thought that they soon comprehend a mutual understanding and connection when it comes to their mental and intellectual conception. With Amy being in the middle of social hierarchy and Danny struggling to move his parents by being a handyman, they still came across with each other and it somewhat fill the hole inside their hearts.

Contentment is hard, specially for the people that haven’t found a reason to live their lives to its extent.

#beefseries #beef #anger #society #asians #netflix #thoughts #ownwords #reflection #series #emptiness #mental

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savegalkissy · 2 years

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The room was dark when Lupin awoke. Slowly, he came to, feeling a sense of weightlessness thanks to whatever method of knocking him out had been used. He looked around, examine where he was. A dreary, bare bones room with just a sink and a mattress, and a large, metal locked door. Well, one thing was clear, he’d been kidnapped.

He sat up, slowly, and flinched when a hatch opened in the door, tiny, but bringing in a light that hurt his eyes. “Hello?” Lupin asked, slowly getting on his feet.

“So you’re awake.”

Lupin paused. That voice… sounded familiar. Oddly so. He stood, stepping towards the door and trying to peak out the hatch. Whoever it was wasn’t standing in front of it though, just out of sight off to the side. “Hmph. I am. Well, what’s this about, eh? Am I being kidnapped for a ransom, for information, or are you just someone with a grudge?”

“Oh, nothing like that. I just needed you out of the picture.” The voice said, and Lupin frowned. It was like his voice had echoed back at him, but with the wrong words, sometimes the wrong inflection. He pressed close to the door to try and see outside. “Are you going to kill me? Because if so, I don’t die quite that easily, pal.” He heard a chortle in response. “Oh, no, nothing like that. Yet. I just… want to take something out for a test run. If I like it, I guess I’ll have to do that, eventually.” “Take what on test run?” “Your life.”

Lupin felt himself freeze in confusion, before stepping back from the door. “The hell do you meant ‘my life?’ So you do want to kill me?”

“No, no, you misunderstand. I need you in here,” he finally saw a pair of eyes in the door hole, staring back at him with glee, “So I can go out there and be you.” Those eyes were so familiar, and Lupin has to blink to be sure there wasn’t just a mirror in front of him. “You have everything I want. No restraints, no worries, no cares. No ethics, or restrictions. Governments can’t hold you down. You’re just a silly little rich boy, treating the world like your play place. And you’re fun about it, not some snobby yacht baby.”

“I’m just a rich boy? Seriously?” Lupin scoffed, and started fiddling with the door, trying to find a weak point of some sort to use to escape. “Then why are you trying to be me, huh? If you want my fabulous life, but think I’m so ‘silly,’ why are you dressing up as me?”

“Cause… you’re an easy mark. Quite a simple person, in the grand scheme of things.”

Lupin’s head snapped up in offense. “Excuse me? What the hell are you talking about?”

The impostor laughed. “Hah… oh boy, where do I start? Well… Jigen Daisuke is the world’s best marksman. Replacing him would be impossible- at that rate, I would have to become better than him, and you’d just get rid of him and bring me on.” “Hold on-“ “And that’s too much work. Goemon the Thirteenth? He is an amazing swordsman, and trust me, if I could, I would have picked being him, so sure of his own identity and worth. That kind of power is alluring, don’t you agree?” “Stop-“ “And Miss Fujiko Mine… well, I’m sure you can see I don’t quite have the physique to be her. But her beauty isn’t the part that makes her difficult, no, it’s her mind. She is about as complex as you are to understand: She’s the one I’m worried the most about being exposed to… but she won’t worry too much if I give her the goods and annoy her away with unwanted affection.” “I don’t do that-!” “Don’t you see? Sure, you’ve got brains, Mr. Lupin, but you’re just that. You’re not unique. You’re not even a good thief. You surround yourself with exceptional people to make up for your own inadequacy. Anyone could become you, if they divorced their morality from society, and decided to just be free from it all. I don’t disrespect you, I admire you really.”

“You don’t- you- you’re talking a lot for a some phony!” Great, just great. He’d been kidnapped by an unique brand of nutcase. “You say my colleagues are too hard to imitate, huh? Well whose to say you’ve got the chops to even fool them? They’ll smell you out, they’ll know you’re fake the moment you appear in front of them.”

Lupin stepped back, and his double did as well, letting him see that smug grin that was so punchable. Geez, he could understand Jigen now. “Are you sure about that? I bet they won’t even see a thing’s gone wrong. They won’t come searching for you.”

“I bet they will! They’ll come here, and break me out, and then we all will kick your ass! I’d stake my soul on it!”

“Hehehe….!” The laugh started low, as if they loved the idea of this game. “If you say so, the bet is on! No escaping then, until they come to rescue you? Well, then. Time to go meet my new friends. Byebye!” The hatch then closed, and Lupin stuttered. “Wait-!” He cried out, before he was left in darkness once again.

#impostor au #lupin the third #lupin iii #lupin the 3rd #lupin the third fanfic #one shot

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quality-street-rat · 2 years

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TW food stuff

I HATE it when people ask me what I want to eat, or where I want to eat, or if I’m hungry. I know it’s a human thing to want to feed each other and an American thing to want to give people large portions.

But I can’t, I can’t do this. I was always fucking shamed for eating what I wanted to, I was fat-shamed for fifteen years by my little brother, and he still does it whenever I see him. I was always told that food was a privilege not a right, I was told that I needed permission to eat, I was told that taking snacks from the cupboards at home was stealing.

My mom always trained me to “eat right,” and now I feel guilty and ashamed if I eat things that aren’t a part of that plan. I’m always calculating percentages in my head, thinking “oh I can’t eat that, there’s not enough protein in it” or “does this have any calcium” or “I can’t eat that, mom said it’s not right for me” or “this specific food is an enemy.”

I hate it, I hate the way she made me think about food and I hate being asked what I want because I feel ashamed for asking for anything that isn’t specifically put in front of me and said “this is what you are allowed to eat.” I feel ashamed for eating “too much” because I grew up so poor that my mom fed us with rice, beans, and plain oatmeal every day for several years. I purposefully take less than I want because other people need to eat too.

And it doesn’t help that I feel ugly. I know I’m just midsized, I know fat people are beautiful and that skinny is not the default. But I was told I was pretty by people until I started gaining weight, until I turned 12 and stopped having the proportions of a child. And I don’t care about my hip dips, I don’t mind my belly fat or my extensive stretch marks or my giant thighs or even how it feels like the ground shakes when I stomp. That makes me feel powerful. Even though it does sometimes frustrate me that finding clothes in my size is so hard.

But I want to be pretty again. I’ve never been called that since, just “nice.” I look nice, I did a nice job, my clothes look nice, that’s nice of me, I have a nice vibe, it’s just been a parade of nice, nice, nice, nice, nice. I know it’s shallow and it’s selfish, but I want to be a pretty boy, I want to be a beautiful boy, I want to be anything but “nice.” And the only way people are gonna see me that way is if I lose a good 50+ pounds. Then I can be pretty again. I can get rid of these thighs bigger than Christmas hams, I can look in the mirror and see a sharper cheekbone, I can go places and not worry about whether they have my size or not, and people will look at me and say “oh, you’re so pretty!”

It’s selfish. And it’s stupid. But. I was trained to feel ashamed of wanting to eat. I was raised to overthink everything I put in my mouth. I was punished for eating when I was hungry. Because of these things I always feel like I don’t deserve to eat, like everything that goes in my mouth is a chore and must be earned. And a misguided attempt at chasing a shallow sense of worth decided by society’s fatphobic conditioning drives me to equate being smaller with being beautiful, and even though I fight that drive every day there’s a part of me that doesn’t understand why people stopped giving me the praise and love I got simply because I was little, crying out “I just want to be pretty again!”

I don’t know, man. I just want to enjoy food again.

#zip it matt #this is a serious post actually #food stuff #food tw #food stuff tw #disordered eating #fatphobia #mental health #food problems #fat shaming

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the-firebird69 · 9 months

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I'm going to set up a meeting with his people regarding dismantling a few nuclear plants in Florida and to crush it up and dispose of it and they send you a video and everything and I don't have to say anymore do I I guess so I want to see where it goes I'm laughing and he's laughing but it's not funny cuz he says waste Management in Iowa it's actually not funny so I'm going to ask ahead of time if it's our facility if it is I'll probably still haven't do it because it's a pain in the ass but I do see what you're saying oh Bob probably so you know stupid is stupid does and his joke is usually real and all that crap and they probably still work there and yeah yeah it's stupid so yeah. I really want to see the place friend says, have someone tore it and tape it look at that because your little assholes and so I will do that and it's going to be in special containers it's a special route the time frame is pretty good it's like 1 month and the whole place is tented using an independent structure I'm curious why it's so inexpensive but they're saying they want to reestablish society here that's one reason and he says I don't think that they use it for anything it's a minor amount of radiation the vessels are high pressure but they're not high strength it's true too and once you remove the reactor containment I mean that's the vessel and it's concrete I can't really do much with it although it's highly contaminated but it's mixed in with concrete it's like 20% of 10% pure after you a year then we get that so I don't know, and he says that is true it's making it into anything it would take a long time and even for energy cost more but he thinks that when they grind it it actually becomes kind of flammable if you mix it with a certain thing and I have seen that it's something that deteriorates the concrete and it nights and it burns pretty good so it's for energy for one thing but not much so just to get rid of it and to make Florida livable is the reason why and we want that so we're going to go ahead and sit down with them and talk about it and new plants in that location are not necessary and we can continuously decontaminate it and coordinate It off until it is decontaminated and we're going to go ahead and do that we're going to remove that thing completely there's two others that need to be then we're going to look at the natural gas and its locations should have that and he says he should and Ken says he does I have the information on the natural gas deposits and where they are and it's all the usgc and its private firm that did the investigatory work a couple years ago so it's fairly recent it's going to meet with Ken and that's a good idea. Thank you for your input Thor and Freya and of course your son and we do value it and Ken of course is valued and the guys can come along and I just for their comments. He says Chris wants to be in the front seat oh yeah nuclear plant you can't go there also said what if you're not a giant well those two can go they can withstand some of it not much but more than humans more than I mean other people and can too and I'm already bald damn it I have a little bit more resistance but help me find a helicopter it's a good idea they say

Thor Freya

We're going to take a look at this it's a good idea the two guys go along I'm going to go and they can say that they are the asset protectors and they said no we'll just go along and went out your foolish crap unless you bring Bob he can say it all these guys are protect you in case Mac is weird but anyways we're going to go down there big and there are others too that are worth going into because you can run certain elements of the city with it public stuff and sometimes it's possible like Tampa is separate and it requires just a small plant and would cost anybody anything for the most part and he says it's it's kind of a little different it would be the parts department and so I understand that so it wouldn't cost them out of pocket directly it would be taxes but they already pay those. So it's a good idea Max says and we're going to go out there shortlya

Mac

We approve these ideas and it's not bad for Monday you got into it because of robots and they're fooling around talking about their service robots being too human getting kicked out and getting booted onto the streets of New York they did get some work but it was like panhandling and he said why don't we do that for you we're too human like and her master's kicked us out so they started laughing and I'm telling jokes and we're doing magic tricks and my husband got up and he said okay what am I and he froze and it said robot and he sat there for like 10 minutes and then outside clapping and laughing and said now move and he said I can't I'm a robot I need a oil so she got up and started oiling me and I started moving piece by piece and it was hilarious people are laughing I can't believe it but that would be a routine that we should do and part of a street carnival so we're going to look for those and try and do it

Zues

I was talking and then you no it was Thor Freya about us but that's what we're doing now they want to see us do that stuff and we want to

Hera

That's ridiculous you guys want to do Street carnival stuff probably want to sweep the streets wipe windows I can't believe this but it's going to be so much fun these guys are ridiculous the same stuff like that okay

Mac

I'm going to make up the signs for us tired and hungry for a hookup for trickle charge don't want to be scrapped after working in a nuclear plant

Zues

Hahaha and no he didn't plan it but it's funny as hell it's got great jokes and probably get us arrested his robots but really if we had our own money we could try and get an apartment so want to see if we can do that and all sudden they said well you might have to use a storage area and go in and out of it at night and have someone else rent it

Hera

I can't believe this there's going to be homeless robots

Rental center that my husband rented at for like a couple weeks in Port Charlotte woman

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toptenthingsihateabouteverything · 1 year

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letting go

letting go. fasting. giving up. all these phrases have many things in common; putting aside an action for oneself to be a better person. but are we willing to put aside what needs to be, or what we deem to be? we, as humans, have the gift of judgement, a freewill that allows us to make choices in everyday life, good and bad. it’s what builds us and shapes us into the people we’re meant to be. although we have this ability, we seem to lack the sense of judgement when it comes to deciding what is good and bad in our lives, and what needs to be let go. the concepts of letting go, giving up, are hard to comprehend, especially in modern societies where giving up is a sign of weakness, letting go a sign of insecurity. yet if one puts that all aside and thinks about themselves, it really all comes down to whether the effort is worth it. for you see, cutting off a living wart is a painful and long process, but when you cut it just right it won’t grow back. one thing a person is very conscious of is what causes them pain, and sometimes these warts are less painful on them then being ripped off. collectively as a race, we don’t want to feel pain. pain is something we avoid. we take painkillers for physical pain, we kill ourselves for mental pain. we want to get rid of the pain at any cost. so if we know the radical solutions to toxic relationships that bring us pain, then why can’t i get over you. most of the time spent thinking about you is generally sad; dwelling on the what ifs and what could’ve been done differently. if i know it hurts, why do i keep running back to it? why do i keep treating that area of my mind like a safe haven? how do i keep convincing myself that you’re the same, just covered in ego? why do i keep causing myself more pain? i thought that once i told you my feelings and got rejected i could finally move on, yet somehow these feelings have become that much more real. it’s like as if i got the glasses that allow me to see the full picture. even if you don’t talk to me, block me, avoid me, you’re still on my mind. i want to get rid of you, but you still somehow linger. you’re that one scent i cannot remove from my clothing, i’m sick of it even though i keep sniffing it. you’re still there, something is still there, even if i can’t fully put my finger on it. everyday i’m tempted to drop everything and give up on you, but then i’m reminded that that’s exactly what you did, and so that’s something i cannot do. i can’t and won’t just give up, let go, fast myself of my efforts. especially when i know for a fact that there’s something, deep below, hidden. and so if this something is hidden, it can be found. and that is why i won’t give up. not because it’s the weak thing to do; escaping the fact instead of standing up straight to it. it’s the sore fact that you do care about me, even when you don’t want to. it’s the knowledge of you thinking about me especially when you’re “not supposed to”. these rules you made up in your mind about me, all safety precautions to avoid pain of any sorts afflicted by me. but once this illusionary barrier between me and you is gone, and what is hidden is brought to light, we may be together. when this will be, i cannot tell. although i may say that it will be one day, because i wouldn’t be allowing myself this much pain if there wasn’t something really good at the end of it.

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hejazfinancial · 2 years

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helpistolethesecharacters · 3 years

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I'll Be Your Romeo If You'll Be My Juliet

Lucius Malfoy x Male Reader

Word Count: 1911

This was a request from an anon for a Lucius x male reader.

I hope this is everything you wanted from your request anon, if it isn't, feel free to send me another request!

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It was time for the annual Yule gathering. The Black family had the honor of hosting it this year, and they had taken every opportunity to remind everyone of that fact.

The heirs, the ones that mattered anyway, had been almost insufferable on the lead up to the yule break.

Lucius had mixed feelings on the whole subject, not that he could let that show to anyone.

Luckily, it looked like his betrothed was of a similar mind. The lovely Andromeda Black had been as quiet as he had been lately. If they had had even the smallest bit of interest in each other, they might have brought their concerns up.

Lucius thought fleetingly of a world where they could be in love. They would spirit themselves away to an abandoned classroom where they could talk uninterrupted about all of the things that were bothering them. They would take comfort in not being alone. It would bring them closer together and they could fall in love all over again.

But reality was a cruel mistress, and rarely allowed for such flights of fancy.

As it was, Lucius and Andromeda were just two teens who had been promised to each other from before they had even been born. There was nothing more between them.

Lucius sighed silently as he exited the floo into the receiving room at the Black Manor.

He barely registered an elf banishing the soot from his dress robes as he moved out of the room.

"Heir Malfoy, a pleasure to have you in our humble home this evening. And of course you as well Lord and Lady Malfoy!"

Lucius nodded at the welcome and stood obediently by his parents' side as he waited for the greetings to end. Sometimes he tired of all the stiff pureblood airs and graces.

After the obligatory back handed compliments they moved off into the party proper. With a last terse command to not embarrass the family name, courtesy of his father, Lucius moved away to see if he could find someone a little closer to his age.

He absently took a glass of sparkling cider from one of the floating trays that dotted the ballroom. The Blacks really had outdone themselves this year. The room was done in shades of white, sliver and blue. It really was stunning, but nothing seemed to be able to knock Lucius out of the numbness he had slipped into.

It had started at the start of that school year with the arrival of a transfer student. The other boy was their age, and the most enchanting creature that Lucius had ever laid eyes on. He had watched his sorting with longing, but the dratted hat had put Y/n into Ravenclaw. It wasn't really the end of the world, Lucius shuddered to think if he had been put into Gryffindor, or worse, Hufflepuff. Unfortunately, Lucius was already betrothed, but even if he wasn't, Abraxas Malfoy would never allow him to sully the Malfoy name with a male partner.

So Lucius had had to swallow his feelings as best he could. It hadn't worked very well, so he had allowed himself to pine from afar just a little.

He was jolted out of his daydream by the object of his thoughts. Lucius inhaled his mouthful of cider at the sight of Y/n.

He looked amazing in his dress robes, dressed up all fancy for the ball. Lucius thought to himself that if this was the cause of his death it would be worth it.

He was aware, once he managed to stop choking, of three things. One, everyone was looking at him, two, his face was probably red enough to shame a Weasley's hair, and lastly, that Y/n had the brightest e/c eyes possible.

He was struck with the awful thought that this was probably the first time that Y/n had known that Lucius existed.

'Well, that was a fantastic first impression,' Lucius thought to himself. He pointedly looked everyone who would meet his gaze straight in the eyes. As he had thought, it was enough to discomfort them into looking away.

Lucius raised his chin and moved off into a different area of the ballroom.

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Ever since Y/n had realised that Lucius Malfoy was at the party as well, he had been jittery. The other boy was always looking at him. He had been the cause of enough distraction before this, when he was just someone who lurked at the fringes of his awareness while he studied in the school library. Now, Y/n was sure that he would never be getting rid of the image of Lucius in dress robes. How was he ever going to be able to concentrate again?

He shook himself slightly and tried to focus back in on whatever it was that the Greengrass heiress was talking about. He was supposed to be making connections here, maybe paving the way for a betrothal contract. As the first Pendragon to be seen in this and the previous generation, there was a lot of pressure to make the right political connections. A marriage to someone who was already politically powerful in this community would go a long way toward putting them back on the map in this magical community.

It was the Gods eternal joke that he was the only one that could do this. He only had one other relative, and his uncle wasn't exactly all there anymore. His parents had made it clear that this was their only chance to become the powerful family that they had once been.

Sure, potions had made it possible to have a male pregnancy, but it was still looked down on pretty harshly by most purebloods. Y/n had no idea how he was supposed to get his family back to its former glory, when to do it he would have to marry a girl. Why did he have to be gay?

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Lucius was slowly going out of his mind. He had moved around the party doing his best to ignore Y/n, but he couldn't get him out of his head. The other boy was still standing where he had first spotted him, entirely surrounded by everyone their age.

What was worse was that these were people Lucius had grown up with. He had known these people for his whole life, and it was this that allowed him to see what was happening.

They were all flirting with Y/n.

Lucius was almost certain that some of them, most notably his friends, were only doing it to irritate him and not because they were genuinely interested in Y/n.

He had been shooting furtive looks over at the group for the last half an hour, and still they kept it up. Lucius just didn't know what to do. Oh sure, he knew what he wanted to do, but he also knew that there was no way he could actually pull it off.

For one thing, if he showed his hand by going over there and making a fool of himself he would face serious consequences when he got home. He was sure he would already be in trouble for his incident earlier that night, but if his father heard even a hint of a whisper that his only heir was gay, well, Lucius wasn't sure he would survive that particular punishment.

He was pulled up short at the realisation of where he was. He was in a room with some of the biggest gossips in the magical world, all of which could just about smell weakness. He shot his eyes around the room and realised with a start that it was already too late.

He recognised the look in his fathers eyes when he met them. Someone must have said something about his preoccupation with his classmate to Abraxas. Lucius swallowed, noting his suddenly dry throat.

He looked away from his father, toward Y/n and his friends. There might be a way to salvage this, pretend to have been watching another of his friends. He would still be in trouble for lusting after someone who was not his betrothed, but much less than if it had been the very male Y/n.

There was a commotion over by one of the doors, but Lucius was too busy thinking. He was realising that he was done. He couldn't live like this anymore, and he was done pretending that he could.

He squared his shoulders and moved over to his friends.

"Excuse me, may I borrow Y/n for a moment. We won't be long."

He didn't even bother waiting for a response, just grabbed a hold of him and started off in a random direction. The only thing in his mind was getting as far away from other people so he could have this discussion in peace.

He pulled Y/n out of the ballroom and down hallway after hallway until he decided they were lost enough that only a house elf would be able to find them.

He turned back to the other boy after making sure that the area was empty. They were both panting a little after their impromptu jog.

Y/n was looking at Lucius cautiously.

Lucius surged forward and connected their lips.

They were gasping for breath again when he pulled back.

"You know we can't do this."

Lucius cut him off before he could continue.

"I'm done. I'm done being the perfect heir for parents that don't care to know the real me. I'm done pretending that I'm not head over heels for you. Most of all, I'm done holding back from the things I want just because society wants so badly to tell me no."

He pulled in a deep breath, still standing in Y/n personal space. Neither boy had moved back.

"I want you, Y/n, and I think you've known that for as long as I have. If I haven't missed my guess, you want me too. I'm certainly not alone in all the looks I've sent your way, and I would regret it for the rest of my life if I didn't at least find out if you could feel the same way as I do for you."

Y/n sighed and shifted back a step.

"Those are pretty words Lucius, easy to say them here, alone in a secluded corner of someone else's manor, but how will you feel walking into Hogwarts next week, and letting everyone see. How will you feel when your parents cut you off?"

"I'm not totally helpless Y/n, I'll find a way to survive. I know for sure that if I have you by my side there isn't anything that we can't face."

He softly took Y/n's hand and stroked the back with his thumb.

"So what do you say? Can you feel the same way I do?"

Y/n shut his eyes in resignation.

"You know I do."

They stood at the end of their silent hallway for some time, just holding each other.

"You know this will be the second scandal of the night?"

Lucius pulled back to look at Y/n.

"What do you mean?"

Y/n looked at Lucius, shocked.

"What do you mean, what do I mean? Didn't you hear, just before you pulled me out of there, one of the older Blacks ran in and caused quite the scene. By the looks of things Andromeda is missing. From what I managed to gather, she's run off with that muggleborn from Ravenclaw, you know, Tonks-something, or something-Tonks."

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kamukomahina gender/body headcanons

a bit of a ramble about my body, gender, and general appearance headcanons for them bcuz someone sent me a curiouscat prompting this 3k words of hyperfixation nonsense

Komaeda:

- He has a naturally lithe body, with a thin waist, broad shoulders and hips, which give him an hourglass. and a rather andrognyous body, which is "lucky" for him, because I hc him as nonbinary and gender non-conforming

- Gender-wise, as I said, I think he's nonbinary. Usually I do view Nagito as AMAB but I indulge in transmasc Nagito from time to time depending on my preference and how much I wish to uh, well, project, lol. But either way I think he would use he/they pronouns in a western sense. In japanese, however, they don't use third person pronouns that other people refer to them with, and in canon he uses the first person pronoun "boku", which is a "soft" masculine pronoun, in comparison to the "hard" masculine pronoun, “ore” (which Hajime uses btw!) which fits quite nicely, in my opinion! Also, in Japanese, you can be 'fluid' with your first person pronouns depending on the situation, so I think he could use more neutral or feminine pronouns should he desire it, too, to play on his gender non-conformity.

- Komaeda is very secure in his gender, regardless of being AMAB or AFAB. He does not care about stigma, or discrimination, he does not care about being "accepted" by broader society. Broader society is sort of meaningless to him, the average person and their ideas about gender and presentation and effeminity mean NOTHING to him. Whether or not a random person the street genders him correctly or treats him with respect is sort of, pointless? Because to him, most ordinary people are pointless nobodies. Their thoughts do not matter to him. I think he is still prone to insecurity, however, when around his "betters" but I just struggle to think he would degrade himself in regards to gender. to him, it's the least of his problems. what he cares about is hope and talent. He could dress femininely or wear makeup or straight up crossdress and not mind it, really. He thinks people would find a problem with it are the problem, because why does it even matter? It speaks to the way Komaeda is detached from societal norms & "normal" people, he did not grow up in normal circumstances, so he doesn't interact with the world normally by any means. he can mask and act normally to the best of his ability, often unintentionally?, but he simply does not fit into broader society and doesn't seek to.

- Komaeda loses weight really easily, and doesn't gain weight that well. This is mainly due to his many illnesses but also the medications he's been put on. He has a low appetite and burns weight rather easily, even though I headcanon that he eats like garbage (mainly junk food & takeout, since he obviously cannot cook). This makes him overall, health wise, not very healthy, and stick thin because of it. A stiff breeze could knock him over, tbh.

- He has a lot of faded scars, self-inflicted or not.

- Pre-despair (in HPA) he is fairly healthy but still lithe, and progressively his body deteriorates through his 2 years of hopes peak before the Tragedy begins.

- During the Tragedy itself, his body is at it's worst. he is almost nothing but bone at times, barely kept together by a need to live so he can see hope triumph. His weight fluctuates but he's very unhealthy. He's not anorexic or on death's door, but he's not well off, either.

- After being put into the neo world program, right after waking up, he's very, very thin and gaunt. he was in a pod on feeding tubs for an indiscernible but at least probably a month's worth of time? So he's just very weak, like he could collapse if he moves too quickly.

- But a while after waking, he goes into remission, and starts to gain more healthy habits due to being rehabilitated and cared for by Hinata, and gains some weight, finally at a healthy, normal weight. I still think he would struggle with putting on too much weight, but I am slightly fond of the idea that he gets a bit of healthy pudge after a while. To him, it's so foreign being healthy, that he honestly think something's wrong with him at first.

Hinata:

- Hinata has a very... average body, true to form. His hips and waist aren't too pronounced but he has a loosely "hourglass" shape, too, just not as exaggerated as Komaeda's in comparison.

- Gender-wise, I am EXTREMELY fond of transmasc Hinata. While I think I portray AMAB Hinata more than transmasc Hinata (in art and writing), I still firmly prefer transmasc Hinata. The reason I think portray otherwise more is just out of comfortability, but I've been getting better at comfortably portraying FTM Hinata. I have some reasons I prefer it and think you can extrapolate it from canon, but let's get into that

- Hinata, in my eyes, has an arc and story that fits perfectly into him just. Being trans. His desire to be someone else, someone better, someone he can proud of, and the way he overcompensates for himself and has an extreme inferiority complex would easily lend to him having similar feelings about his gender. To me, Hinata is a trans man who overperforms his masculinity out of insecurity and a need to pass. I see him as someone who would strictly use "he/him" in a western sense, which is lended to by his use of the "ore" pronoun in canon, which is almost hypermasculine.

- Even if he were AMAB, I think it still works, I think he's still someone who's insecure and tries to assert himself more strongly and therefore performs masculinity in a way to appear more confident than he is.

(side note: I actually read a bit about queerness in Japan and how it relates to gender performance and the use of pronouns, and read a bit about how queer women in japan tend to use "boku" and "ore" to perform masculinity, which I find neat. “Ore” was also sometimes used exclusively to show anger and dominance, which is why it's categorized as a "rough" pronoun. I think Japanese language, gender, and expression, and how those all relate to one another, are extremely interesting and if you get the time you should read about it lol)

- Body-wise, pre-despair, I think Hinata would. not have top surgery, obviously. I think he has a fairly average but leaning a little on the hefty side chest (pre-op) and binds it, hence the '91 cm' (but also he still has 91 cm post-op because bazongas). I also just think he leans on the "twunk" side of things at this point, not buff but not stick thin or without muscle, just kind of average with average strength and all, though I think Hinata would've tried to do sports and stuff to find his talent so he's in shape :)

- My personal, kind of amusing, but also kind of... thematical? Headcanon, is that during the Kamukura project, he also underwent gender transition. to be honest, while it may not make sense in modern Japan, I think we can suspend our disbelief for fiction, and also make the argument that Hinata's "transition" into Kamukura CAN be read, in some part, as relatable or at least familiar to the trans experience. Iit is not out of the realm of possibility, either, to assume that because many bits of society in Danganronpa are advanced (specifically science, is extremely ahead of our understanding, almost sci-fi like at times) certain attitudes about gender and sexuality can be smoothed over more in a Japanese context.

(side note: I also think that science-wise, we can suspend our disbelief, and assume that top surgery and bottom surgery are much more advanced in this universe, given the almost unbelievable levels of science in Danganronpa, such as memory wipe, mind control, completely realistic virtual simulation, um literally everything about Kamukura which is body modification and brain modification to an extreme, etc. I think it's kind of fitting within these to assume that... Hinata/Kamukura could just, gain a functioning penis, lol)

Kamukura:

- Kamukura would have a. "Perfect" body. it's stated, I'm pretty sure, that they modified not only his brain but his body, because he needs to be able to perform every talent under their belt with ease, and his strength, instincts, technique, are all superhuman. So it's clear to me he'd have a buff body. toned muscles and all. He wouldn't really feel a need to keep it up, though, but I think since they're very... artificial (basically fucking steroids?) they wouldn't fade from a lack of keep-up.

- Kamukura also rarely ever is injured, but when he does, his body heals rather fast and can care for himself adequately, because again, his body is modified to a point of almost inhumanity.

- Gender wise, Kamukura genuinely does not care. however, I am not one to think that Kamukura is "a different person" from Hinata, rather, he is separate from Hinata, but an extension of Hinata as well, proven that he experiences some of his emotions even if subconsciously and without understanding them. he isn't a different personality or person developed in Hinata's body, but a very traumatizing, repressed, and manipulated version of Hinata given a new name, with memories repressed. He's like Theseus's ship in human form---if you get rid of everything that makes someone themselves and replace it, bit by bit, is it the same person? Technically, yes, but... truly? Who knows.

Because of this, I think Kamukura would have a leaning toward masculine gender performance (in canon, in fact, he uses the soft masculine pronoun "boku" in stead of "ore" like Hinata) BUT I think he is still very nonbinary. In a western sense, i think he would use he/they pronouns, but not really care if someone mistook him for a woman, I suppose.

- His appearance, unironically, is very nonbinary or "he/they" to me because he's wearing a suit, the archetypal form of masculinity, but has extremely long hair, which is considered feminine, and speaks softly (dully). Of course, the bishounen "pretty boy" appearance isn't uncommon or considered less masculine in japan, I think, but there is still a different between soft masculinity and rough masculinity in japan, which lends itself to being interpreted sort of gender non-conforming by western audiences :)

- Kamukura, due to his apathy, struggles with self-maintaining, but as we all probably know i am extremely attached to KamuKoma and thus headcanon that Servant helps him, sort of like a royal servant would royalty in the old days, take care of himself by bathing him, brushing his hair out, grooming him, etc. partially out of duty, partially out of appreciation for Kamukura's body, and partially out of maintaining his sort of "perfect" look since Kamukura, especially post-Junko death, is perceived widely by the public as the new leader of the ultimate despair, even if he is ambivalent to such a title.

Post-DR3 Hinata/Kamukura combined:

As I rambled on about previously, I don't think that Kamukura and Hinata are separate people or personality, I really dislike the interpretation that they are like a "split personality" or operate like DID, because they do not "form" like DID, but also in canon, are not portrayed as separate people.

In post-dr3, Hinata instead says that he is both of them, because he is. Kamukura is Hinata, always was, but had been given a new, false identity, had been stripped of his previous self, his memories, his personality, and crafted into something new. but that did not "split" his brain into two people. It simply repressed who he once was, and made him someone he now was. But when Kamukura regains his memories, his past self, through the means of the new world program by restoring his own memories after SDR2 concludes and he wakes up, as well as doing the same for everyone else, he decides to be "Hajime Hinata" who he always was, but carrying and shouldering the weight of what "Izuru Kamukura" had been, become, and done. Hinata *is* Kamukura, he answers for Kamukura's wrongdoings, his crimes, as something he had done as a different person who's mind operated differently, due to being artificially suppressed, modified, into an apathetic tool for the scientists who made him, and later and aimless, bored individual who simply sought meaning he did not have in the unknown of what despair would be at it's climax. And if hope could overcome it.

As such, I think, when Hinata's self is brought back into the mix, and he now deals with Kamukura's apathy and boredom in part, but much less consuming and much less often, I think hinata is less staunchly "masculine", does not overperform it anymore, and is trying to understand what his past means to him, what his present is, and what his future will be. I think that Hinata would still primarily use he/him (or still use "ore" in Japanese, as it's also a means of his personality, which is a bit rough around the edges and blunt), but be more ambivalent to rigid gender expression, still finding comfort and idealness in masculinity, but not be made dysphoric or feel frightened, uncomfortable, with non-comformity or anything like that. being boyish, masculine, is what he enjoys, but he's comfortable in it now, doesn't need to prove himself or overperform it. He can explore nonconformity without feeling like his gender or masculinity is at threat, even if it's not his preference outright.

Body-wise, I think it's safe to say he retains Kamukura's muscle and all, but Kamukura didn't put much effort into the everyday machinations of being a human being in general, and Hinata is much more fond of food than him now, eats more often, and I enjoy the idea that he gains a little pudge and has a kind of "dad bod" almost, post-DR3? lol.

Both for Hinata and Kamukura I don't see their bodies as “bara” or overly buff, masculine, but a kind of comfortable middle ground between twunk and hunk, lmao. I think they're also averagely hairy, not overly so, very lightly. kind of well groomed, and all. Hinata, pre-despair, put not so much effort into his appearance but still some, especially in trying to pass. (In fact I think his hair cut looks like a home job, all choppy and stuff, which fits him in my opinion, something done by his own hands even if messy and imperfect, he still prefers to be in control of it. also fits the trans headcanon tehe).

Izuru put very little if any effort into himself, only the bare minimum necessary to function, but servant helped him upkeep it to a perfect standard. Hinata, post-dr3 now, finds himself putting you know, an average amount of care into himself and his body, enough to be healthy, but not overly critical and conscious of himself.

Komaeda i have always seen as someone who takes a good deal of care about himself, merely if to alleviate the "disgust" of his appearance and body, by practically preening himself. He is someone who is good at cleaning and seems to appreciate clean and well kept spaces, so I think he would have a similar attitude toward himself. even if he is insecure, and of course, struggles with mental health and may slip at times in his routine in keeping himself well-kept, I think he still maintains an appearance for the most part, at least in his later years (teen to young adult). An argument can be made that he cared less in his adolescence because he had much more apathy about the world, but when he gave himself a purpose with hope and talent, I think he would care for himself a little better, even if his was spiralling mentally.

His hair is always washed, it is just very curly and prone to mess, so it often looks like perpetual bedhead, even when he combs and brushes it. His skin is soft even if a little worn by his tendency for accidents & injury, it's still soft and almost luckily so, and he takes pride in moisturizing and cleaning himself. His skin is a little sickly, still, and I think that despite having blemishes, scars, etc. Komaeda manages to look pretty in a strange way, not conventionally beautiful, but almost ethereal? He's just *pretty*, there's no way to explain it, he is nice to look at even with all his "flaws" and imperfections. Even when he's sickly and bony, even when his cheeks are gaunt or his hands shaky and weak, when his hair is a tangled mess or his clothes are dirty, he's nice to look at in a way that's nonconventional, and it's sort of mesmerizing.

Hinata I think is very average but also in a way that's nice to look at it. He's not ground-breaking hot or conventionally attractive, he has a good body, a nice face, and hair you could play with a little if you wanted. I think what's appealing about him is his normalcy, he's not trying too hard or "gifted" gene wise, but he's just kinda nice to look at, he's enjoyable to be around, an understanding person, or at least tries to be even when he fails, and despite having flaws, insecurities, blunt, he is someone you're drawn to because he's one of those people that's just, easy to talk to? An emotional anchor, almost. The kind of guy everyone kind of knows and has talked to at least once, even if you're not friends with him personally, not because he's cool or popular or anything, but because he's a normal dude who's easy to trust and talk to.

Kamukura, on the other hand, is intimidating, appearance wise and personality wise. he looks, strange, anything but normal, his eyes are red and his hair is this dark cloud that envelops him. His face may still be that plain one Hinata has but faces can be changed by the surrounding attributes as well as expression and such is true for him, with his apathetic and cold expression as well as otherwordly characteristics, he comes off as much more beautiful in a dark way, kind of? In a way that's intimidating or a little daunting, but he's still very beautiful. mesmerizing.

okay, thats my ramble. ty.

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