#//anyway away from the anon hate in my inbox to this instead!

[youcancallmekathyp]

Caleb&Jester in “The MightyNein Reunited Pt.1″

“Caleb! Our boat sank! Everybody...well. Ukotoa is awake or something, Fjord gave away the key! We'll need you, and Essek probably too. We're in..." 

[jewishconvertthings]

You haven't posted in a while. I'm a new convert and just found you. I don't have anything to offer. I hope you are alright. I am grateful for the posts you already made that I get to read

Hi @shibarakudesu!

You're right, I have not been posting much. In fact, I've been slowing down significantly for years. However the antisemitic backlash to the 7/10 attack and the Israel-Hamas war to literally all Jews has been vile and has slowed me down even more.

I keep my anons on. I've always kept anon on, even when the first few anon asks I got back in 2017 when I started this blog were "allahu akbar 🧨🧨" and "converting TO Jew?? should we call you oven climbers or k*ke lovers?"

Yeah.

I deleted them without comment because they deserved none, but I remember vividly the pit I got in my stomach when I received them. I am not a person who forgets words or phrases easily and so the words have stayed lodged in my brain ever since. I just kept wondering how people could hate Jews so much that it spilled over onto people who were simply exploring Judaism. How could people have this much vitriol for Am Yisrael? I found out shortly after that about an incident from only a few years prior in 2014 where three non-Jews were shot by an antisemite for merely walking around outside a JCC and Jewish retirement facility. And then I understood: in every generation they will come for us.... and for anyone else among the nations that is brave enough to stand with us. By merely going to shul, I was making myself a target.

I was a very new conversion student at the time and this blog was simply a place for me to collect those specific feelings.

It became a lot more than that, in part because I chose to leave anon on anyway, and I vowed to use my words kindly. It is so easy to cause fear and pain in words and yet also so easy to bring comfort and warmth. You just have to choose your words carefully and listen to hakol mishamayim. If you pause and search your neshama, you will eventually find the right words. You will make mistakes; I certainly have. Own those mistakes and keep trying.

And I was deeply rewarded by the community that sprang up here in response! The hateful anons disappeared when they realized I wouldn't engage and instead my inbox was filled with kind, engaged people who were also excited about Judaism.

Like you. You say you don't have anything to offer, but you already gave me something quite valuable - your kind words.

This war has made me very tired, like most Jews. My heart is broken by every life that has been lost and geulah has never felt further away. To be this intentional in what I say and to always engage from a place of kindness, always searching for that spark of the Divine in everyone - it takes a lot of emotional energy and it forces me to be a better version of myself. And in these dark times I have found it very difficult to summon that version of myself.

I suppose I ought to try. But I cannot in good conscience promise to be consistently here.

Anon will stay on and I will respond as I am able. May we all see better days, and soon.

[flowering-thought]

Hi! So I've asked a few asks on here, and am delighted to see that you've answered all of them. That really means a lot to me, and it makes me super happy and it makes feel included! I wanted to thank you, and note that I'm always looking forward to reading your writing. If you don't mind, I'd like to introduce myself as 🔮~Anon! (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

Anyways, if you have a chance, can we get some soft fluff head cannons for Makoto and Rowan with a super shy and kind darling? Like, she's self aware of her shyness so she goes out of her way to try and make them feel comfortable but ends up feeling awkward instead? 👉👈

Thank you💕~

Well HI! I'm glad I've gotten to all of your asks cause I haven't gotten to all the asks in my inbox tbh. And I'm glad to welcome another anon so welcome 🔮!!

And so Makoto and Rowan with a shy darling hm? I'll do Rowan then Makoto as I kinda usually write headcannons and like characters in a specific order as to when I created them? If that makes sense? But I hope you enjoy this! Also super sorry for taking a long while to get to this!!

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WARNING - MINORS DNI

AFAB reader and reader is described as feminine and chubby/plus sized.

Yandere themes and implications of violence

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Rowan Clarke

Shy Darling Headcannons

• Rowan is a pretty outgoing person-

• He's charming and has a slightly rough way of speaking and he says things how they are.

• So when his darling is shyer and stuff he honestly can't get enough of you-

• He helps out in social situations or when you meet someone new

• Rowan will notice your shyness on the first meeting and kind of tone down how loud he is to be around since he really doesn't want to scare you off-

• But in the beginning, he fails to notice for a while that you push yourself to be a little more talkative and get a little shyer when the conversation goes quiet.

• When he notices he starts to feel guilty-

• He hates the thought of you pushing yourself to talk more, and he can't imagine the anxiety of constantly trying to come up with a topic because you feel as though he might not be comfortable with your silence.

• The next time it happens he'll bring up that you don't have to force yourself. He holds your hands gently in his and gives you that same bright smile, "Don't worry darlin' you don't have to say anything if ya don't feel like it. I love it when you're comfortable not when you're forcin' yourself to go out of your comfort zone."

• While shyness can also mean having anxiety about newer situations/people, he always tries to make it comfortable. Like if you meet his parents? He warns them beforehand to take it slow and just let you come out of your shell alone.

• He never pressures you and lets you take your time. And he loves talking with you about random things or your interests!

• And when he sees you being kind it just makes his heart melt-

• As much as he gets a little jealous at you being kind to others it just affirms his thoughts that you should only be his and that he needs to protect you.

• And if you're kind to someone who isn't too kind to you? Oh boy, he's pissed-

• He tries to steer you away from those people. Absolutely starts to get people in the town to shun those people as well. Doesn't matter if that person has been kind to him before, if they show any sort of disrespect to you they are dead to him-

• You see Rowan adores it when you're shy to others. A part of him likes to see you out of your shell of course, but that more possessive part of him wants to see you be shy around others so he's the only one you rely on.

• It's a dilemma but when he gets thoughts like those he just goes to see you and gives you hugs. Somehow that's all he needs to calm down-

• And he doesn't often try to push you out of your comfort zone unless there's an event or something he knows you might like but might be a little too much.

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Makoto Kawahara

Shy Darling Headcannons

• Makoto is kind of an introvert but an extrovert you know? Doesn't like strangers but around those he loves he's more outgoing.

• Having a shy darling is probably the most comfortable thing for him. He finds you absolutely adorable and loves to observe your habits.

• He has a mature way of talking? Something about the way he talks is just soothing and calm. It makes you comfortable and warm most of the time.

• It's not often that he tries to push you out of your boundaries as he also prefers environments and places that make him feel safe.

• He tries to prioritize your comfort as well as his. So when you and him are sitting on the couch in his penthouse, a book I'm his hand and a blanket covering both his and your lap, he occasionally looks up to find you fiddling with your phone and glancing at him nervously.

• Your small attempts at opening your mouth to form words and find a topic to talk about, until you started rambling about various topics.

• At first he found it cute, he always loves when you ramble on or go on a tangent about the things you love. But the way your eyes traveled around the room and the nervous behavior you showed made him realize you weren't doing it out of genuine interest in the topic.

• He let you finish your sentence before closing his book and giving you a soft kiss on your cheek.

• "You don't have to push yourself to find something to talk about. It's okay if we have silent moments where we are both doing something darling." He started, bringing his hand to cup your cheek.

• "Every moment, whether small or large, I want to spend with you. So never push yourself out of your comfort zone. I'll still be here at the end of the day wanting to spend every waking and non-waking moment with you." He assured, leaving another kiss on your forehead before bringing you close for cuddles.

• He doesn't mind reminding you or reassuring you if he has to when you might feel awkward or pressured to be more outgoing.

• He also warns his brothers, mostly Takeo as he's the loudest of the brothers and the most outgoing to tone it down when Makoto finally wants to introduce you to them.

• And Makoto is honestly very observant. He avoids people who may make you uncomfortable and if anyone ever bothers you? Well, let's say his grip is firm.

• Overall he sees your shyness as quite an adorable trait and finds that when you are in your comfort zone where you talk a lot or get excited about something, that is when he finds you to be the most adorable.

• He tries to keep his home comforting and welcoming just so you won't feel too out of place.

• While he does like it when it's just you and him. He knows he can't keep you from having a social life.

• If you have really close friends he lets you invite them over whenever or tries to be open if you hang out with the quite often.

• He wants you to be happy. And so long as you don't neglect him and pay attention to him he's content with just holding you in his arms for now-

[zeroducks-2]

Freedom of speech but not freedom from consequences. Anti-censorship but we still don’t want to platform bigots 🫤 Coming from a neutral party, I think you could learn a lot from listening to all perspectives to avoid echo chambers. Form your own opinion instead of following a crowd. My opinion? Hate the person, not the ship. Don’t judge a book by it’s cover, but that is what the book cover is made for. I think it’s healthier if you and everyone else stopped trying to be antagonistic? How are you supposed to spread positivity if you’re always on the verge of angry ranting?

Okay I'm going to try and answer for the sake of the people who might read this kind of bs in their inboxes and be affected negatively by it, and maybe even feel like they're being unfair towards the very bullies which spend their energies harassing and insulting (and sometimes also doxxing and suicide bating) us.

Let's break this down.

1. "freedom of speech but not freedom from consequences" I can't even talk about some dark themes in fiction or my own personal history of real life abuse without getting termed here. Erotic art can't be posted almost anywhere at this point, and not just the kind antis dislike. Freedom is a construct on social media because ultimately these spaces are owned by someone, and you'll be kicked out if they don't like you.

2 "we don't want to platform bigots" no, absolutely we don't. Historically, giving a platform to bigots and hatemongers fosters hate, violence and censorship. Also I have no power to platform or deplatform anyone, I'm just a guy on tumblr, so I don't even know what you're on about with this. If I had the power to decide, trust me that I would kick the terfs the fuck out of here anyways. And also the cowards who hide under the anon cover to send hate and threats.

3 "listen to perspectives and avoid echo chambers" I'm over 30 and I've been a kinkster for most of my life. I'm queer. Among other things, history and queer history are in my field of studies. I didn't form my opinion here, I came here with one already. I listened to all the perspectives you might think of also because I was here when the rise of censorship and puritanism happened, and by the way you know who got deplatformed? The kinkster and the artists, surely not the bigots. I don't think I've ever seen an instance of an anti being blocked or termed for harassment, whereas blogs get blocked every day for having NSFW content.

4 "form your own opinion instead of following a crowd" again, do you really think I existed as a blank slate before creating this blog?

5 "my opinion is(...)" You sound like a Christian preacher and it gives me the heebiejeebies.

6 "it's healthier if you stopped trying to be antagonistic" sweetheart, we are being bullied every day. If you're someone who creates erotic art of any kind you're subjected to a ton of harassment, and if you create something which could be considered problematic, you get death threats. Suibating. Insults lathered with misogyny, transphobia, queerphobia, you get treated like a freak of nature and threatened to have your livelihood taken away. Or threats of doxxing and of deplatforming. And you might very well get your blog shut down. I'm going to stop being antagonistic when I'll stop being antagonized, and if you think that said bullying is justified and I should just suck it up - and I say this in the most antagonistic way possible - fuck off. Not one single ship or one single fictional character is worth the harassment of another human being.

7 "how are you supposed to spread positivity of you're always on the verge of angry ranting" What makes you think I want to spread postivity? No like, honestly. What makes you think that my purpose with this blog is that. I'm here to talk about my blorbos, and if this makes someone happy then good for them. If the fact that I'm opinionated and passionate about things bothers you, no one is forcing you to stay.

Your whole thing is a mix of victim blaming and fake neutrality which is not welcome on my blog. Please block me and go on with your life, I'm not interested in your empty platitudes.

To anyone else who's reading this, don't ever feel guilty for defending yourself and for fighting back against oppressive measures. There is never a good reason for harassment, and if you were subjected to it, it's in your right to be angry. No matter what p r o b l e m a t i c ship you posted about.

[sapphire-weapon]

you've been in resi fandom for such a long time right? then how do you feel about it as a whole if you don't mind me asking? is it better to just stay in your own safe space with people that share the same opinion as you to further avoid unnecessary drama like I've noticed that likes to break out from time to time? even though it's like this in probably almost every other space there is 😐

i know i'm going to get shit for this answer but

i regard the RE fandom with the same kind of baffled contempt that xenosys vex has for the FFXIV community. but instead of being hypocritical about cosmetic mods vs gameplay mods, they're hypocritical in their elitism. they'll jump down my throat for not accepting every reading of the canon/characters as valid and then turn around and dox a minor for not having the same opinions on ships as them.

i DO keep to myself. i never message anybody or send anyone asks or respond to their posts or reblog their posts with commentary. i don't even follow back the people who follow me. i stay the fuck here, in this sandbox, and keep 90% of my posts untagged so that people can't find me, either. and i STILL get hammered with hate and salt and bullshit from people who have found my shit somehow and made themselves mad over it.

the RE fandom is the fucking worst.

people from your own ship community will turn on you and dogpile you for not shipping the ship the same way that they do. i've been disowned from a huge chunk of the eagleone fandom -- to the point where they refuse to use the eagleone ship name anymore and ban anyone from the discord server who associates with me -- despite me being the sole person out here trying to prove that eagleone is canon -- because i *checks notes*

didn't like a list of prompts for a ship week or the ship name they were using and then refused to make a public apology for it. also i don't read fanfiction.

they sent me over 50 hate anons in 24 hours. and they still stalk me and try to bait me into shit. and then they have the gall to complain about aeon fandom bullying them, when they do the same shit to one of their own.

people will yell at me for "policing how other people ship" because i reject the "siblings" discourse, while obsessively stalking my blog and trying to police how i talk on it.

you guys should fucking SEE the bullshit that gets dropped into my inbox on a regular basis. and i'm a fucking nobody. i couldn't imagine what it'd be like to actually be, like, a known figure in the fandom.

and away from ships, you've got assholes spreading misinformation, KNOWING that it's misleading/inaccurate, and doing it anyway because they've convinced themselves it's a net good for the fandom. i got into it with a mafia background truther on twitter once who admitted "yeah a lot of this stuff is contradicted by the game" but insisted on spreading the bullshit anyway because "people want to know this stuff," completely missing the point of "you're misleading them because they don't know any better."

look at leon's wiki, for fuck's sake. it's filled to bursting with shit that just flat-out isn't true, but it's closed to editing by the public because the elitist fucks who run the wiki got so high sniffing their own farts that they don't want to be told they're wrong.

so in the words of xeno:

"that's your fault, if you give a shit about the [RE fandom]. the [RE fandom] are fucking shitheads. they're assholes. they're fucking dumb as fuck. why the fuck do you give a shit about what the [RE fandom] thinks? i don't understand. like, dude, the [RE fandom] is the last fucking [fandom] you want to listen to."

[barbiegirldream]

Well Sally I have very appreciated and thankful for spreading information and videos about the genocide. I used those as proof to wake up my dad because he wasn’t seeing any of it on the news which is crazy to me. He watches the news nearly everyday and I don’t, yet somehow I’m up to date and aware of the atrocities going on in Palestine, various places in the world experiencing the same thing, and even our own country.

He was blinded into thinking we live a good life here when in reality it’s only a matter of time where it gets completely stripped from us because everyday we are losing so much to group of evil people in the government. And just because we are experiencing dire hardships doesn’t mean there aren’t others who suffering. Like every time I go to LA the homeless keeps increasing and increasing.

Anyway I rambled a bit and just wanted to say my gratitude because everything you are spreading awareness about is getting to my dad and to my cousin who works in the office in the police force. Maybe big changes won’t happen immediately but more and more people are becoming aware. Plus most importantly, fighting back.

- Celestial anon

The mainstream news for years has been lying on Palestine. I remember showing my grandmother a video of the IDF beating people and she slapped me around her only take away being that I wanted to be Palestinian? Some people are evil to their core. Some people are so weak with their convictions about goodness they will cry about not being perceived as good instead of just being good.

But many are just ignorant. Many do not close their eyes on purpose but simply have nothing to look at. That is why in this case and with Congo who I hope this momentum can continue for all silent genocides right now. I pray for the destruction of Israel. I pray for the destruction of the US war machine. I think we all need to get a lot more radical a lot faster. Marching isn't helping when the power is concentrated away from the people. A violent restructuring is needed

I am glad your dad opened his eyes. Because actually the avg American voter is so important. They are the ones who spread word of mouth. They are the ones who can end in a town being swayed.

There is always an awakening moment for someone a point of radicalization. Maybe it is seeing a tent city inside of your own city while your government punishes these people suffering. Maybe it's a video of a war. Maybe it's a march. I know to share a personal story in 2002 the 'war on terror' my father was doing training exercises to go blow up families in the middle east when I was born. At this point a seasoned soldier since the late 80s well experienced in killing. The whole base stopped training for the day to celebrate my birth. That radicalized me so completely nothing will drag me back from hating war with every fiber of my being

And all these terrible arguments in my inbox strengthen my conviction. There is good and bad and only oppressors work in the 'grey' area

[bidokja]

If yoohyun knew the world was going to end, what exactly was the point of building an empire and causing yoojin's sufferings? "I won't leave the earth without my brother, there is too little time left for us then I shall make him believe that he's nothing to me and after his life is completely ruined we will die together." ┐(´•_•`)┌

it's almost impressive how confidently you people admit to not knowing how to interpret text like. genuinely astounding how blatant you are about refusing to examine narratives from different perspectives, especially when that different perspective is SPOON FED TO YOU in like, chapter 3. you're so bad at interpreting stories that if SCTIR was written from Yoohyun's POV i'm 100% certain you'd be sending me equally pointless Yoojin hate right now instead. like, you're free to dislike whatever character you dislike, for arbitrary or more serious reasons, but at least don't be outright incorrect about canon events in my inbox over and over again. i cannot believe the audacity you had to try and sound assertive while on anon, which is the online equivalent of hurling insults while hiding around the corner.

anyways, fuck it, let's actually examine the story from another angle, shall we? "causing Yoojin's sufferings." hoo boy. lots to unpack here. do i think he treated Yoojin well? no. do i agree he hurt Yoojin, emotionally? absolutely, that is a fact. do i think he CAUSED Yoojin's suffering? no, and if you keep trying to assert this you are going against Yoojin, against the narrative, and against the entire point of SCTIR. that is not an understatement.

the ONLY thing Yoohyun did initially was to cut Yoojin off. he pushed him away. that is literally the only actively harmful action Yoohyun ever took against Yoojin in the first timeline. go back and reread if you doubt me. of course it's understandable that this hurt and confused Yoojin, and we sympathize because we - the readers - know Yoojin didn't do something to initially cause that. but if this was real life, it'd be weird and creepy that Yoojin kept trying to contact and meet him after that. but it's stupid to try and push that real life moral angle because they are in fantastical and extreme circumstances and these events are written to convey a specific story. so why do people toss aside that fact when it comes to Yoohyun. like, genuinely it's bonkers how hypocritical people are when applying moral standards to fictional characters.

back to the point, Yoohyun never forced Yoojin to do anything aside from trying to get Yoojin to stop contacting him. yes he was mean about it. yes he was cold. he had to be or it would not work, and Yoojin would be killed by other S-Classes or the FPAs before the story even began. do you think if he sat down and told Yoojin nicely "don't contact me since it will put you in danger" that would make Yoojin leave? really? cause if you think that would work you have zero understanding of Yoojin as a character.

caused his suffering. jesus christ. the uwu-ification beam you are putting Yoojin under is insulting to the writing in SCTIR. he is not some happless victim that only has things happen To him. he is the protagonist and the decisions he makes on his own are a driving force throughout the series. Yoohyun cuts him off. Yoojin decides to keep trying to contact him. Yoohyun acts coldly to him. Yoojin keeps trying to contact him and shows up where he works. Yoohyun has him thrown out. Yoojin, instead of trying to find whatever safer job he can (normal real-world-levels-or-risky manual labor jobs still exist!! not everyone is a hunter!!! but these jobs won't get him closer to Yoohyun) he decides to try and become a hunter, hoping he will awaken as someone at least a bit strong and this will get him closer to his brother again. he is an F-Class. instead of accepting this and trying to find a tough-but-normal job, Yoojin insists on entering dungeons. he gets injured. yoohyun - coldly, harshly, cruelly if he has to - tries to drive the point home to Yoojin that he needs to stop doing this or he's going to die. he doesn't pay for Yoojin's recovery, because he hopes it will keep Yoojin out of dungeons. Yoojin makes the choice not to stay out of dungeons. at this point it's mostly out of depression and spite and loneliness.

Yoohyun pushed his brother away. Yoojin insisted on defying that. the point is both of them drove each other to this point. the point is both of them were driven by love. the point is Yoojin is as crazy and reckless and stubborn as his brother!!! when will people understand this!!! this is key to understanding Yoojin as a character!!! they're both fucked up and twisted and it's almost entirely because of their love and interdependence on each other!!! that's what SCTIR is LITERALLY all about! so if you do not understand the core aspect of this series then like. what are you reading it for. why are you here.

oh and i haven't even really gotten into the reasons why Yoohyun decides to do all this in the first place.

"i won't leave the earth without my brother, there is too little time left for us then I shall make him believe he's nothing to me and after his life is completely ruined we will die together." god i wish i could think this surface level at all times i'd have way less headaches. anyways. "i won't leave the earth without my brother" is one point. the other point is "if i leave the earth, my brother will die alone, and then i will be alone." if you remember like, any of SCTIR you remember how much it fucks with Yoojin knowing that Yoohyun died, while he lived on, and his body was left alone in that dungeon. same thing would be true for Yoohyun. "i shall make him believe he is nothing to me" yes. because no one else will believe it if Yoojin does it. and the point is to make other people (y'know, just, powerful s-classes and unfathomably powerful enemies like the FPA's. no biggie.) believe Yoojin is nothing to him, and therefore it's not worth it to threaten him or hold Yoojin hostage. if these forces thought they could control Yoohyun by threatening or killing Yoojin, they would have IMMEDIATELY done so. how do we know this for sure? for one, because they constantly try to do that in the current timeline, when they're still close, and this is a CONSTANT danger to Yoojin's life and safety. for two, because as soon as they thought they could get away with doing so that is exactly what the FPA's did the first time around. and Yoohyun died protecting Yoojin from them. "we will die together" this is not some murder suicide, Yoohyun died. Yoohyun died. For Yoojin. he Died. Painfully. there was poison and blood everywhere. he did not hesitate or regret it. he spent his very last moments trying to make sure Yoojin could escape safely without getting poisoned. and then Yoohyun died, right there. he did not come back, even after time got "rewinded." he died. do you understand that he genuinely actually died. knowing that the world would end anyways and Yoojin would die anyways. he still leapt into the way to protect Yoojin, who was literally trying to get himself killed. and Yoohyun died for him because the entire point of it all was for Yoojin. it was all for Yoojin! every fucked up little thing. every miserable choice. right til the very end.

And that's how SCTIR is even possible. Because he died for his older brother.

why didn't Yoohyun do this, why didnt Yoojin do that. because it's a story. it's a story. it exists as it does because it is trying to be told. it's a atory about two fucked up brothers and their messed up love that is so fucked and messed up it may just end up doing something that changes the entire course of the story. why are you here if you're hell bent on shoving half the story into a box and refusing to understand it.

[scarlet--wiccan]

I received a lovely DM a the other day and I ended up providing this person with a pretty long response to their question, so I thought I would share my answer to my main page because it’s not something I’ve directly addressed before.

Also, my inbox is, for now, open to anon and regular messages. People keep sending me questions like this over DM or on my other accounts, so you can just submit asks, it keeps things simpler. Anyways, the question went like this:

I thought about Billy’s Judaism and Tommys trauma/abilities and mainly as an X-men fan, I thought about them being mutants but I often equated how Billy’s Judaism was always hidden, it seemed like it was a metaphor (to me) for him being a mutant. I also recognised Their Roma identities were also translucent/complicated throughout comic history, alot like their X-genes (complicated and hidden). So I equated both the two together. The Magnus family has suffered so much throughout retcons and I thought billy and tommy’s mutant status was practically the only thing keeping them connected towards magneto & the rest of their family besides Wanda. I’ve had my thoughts about it as well, like Billy can pass just as a witch whereas Tommy cannot and I thought I should ask a Romani person how they would feel on that. I always thought their mutant identities were important at least, to me. It represented their “complicated parts” of their history/family.

I’m not sure if you’re asking me if I think mutant identity is important to the narrative, or if it’s important to these characters as people. I’ll try to answer both, but it’s complicated either way. The short answer, which you’re probably not going to like, is no. That said, whenever I am looking back at material from before 2015, I still view the characters as mutants and analyze their experiences through that lens. It’s complicated and annoying, because this retcon never should have happened and it messes with continuity. My answer to this question is not about personal bias, I am just trying to dissect the material as objectively as possible.

Wanda and Pietro have been around for a long time and have received a lot of different character treatments. I find that in most of their stories from the 70s, 80s, and 90s, mutant identity is an extra layer that is tacked on to facilitate stories about marginalization that could not have been told explicitly during that time period. They’re not directly involved in the mutant community. Instead, they’re Avengers characters who happen to be mutants. Wanda and Pietro are written as perpetually misunderstood outsiders who are frequently discriminated against and tokenized. To me, as a Romani reader, it’s very obviously a metaphor for racism and xenophobia. I think there are a lot of readers don’t see that clearly, because they don’t understand Romani issues first-hand and they’re not as interested in learning about us or representing us as they are in fictional mutants. 

I do like their relationship with Magneto and I think it’s very valuable in terms of representation, but it’s never been the most interesting thing about them. Their early life experiences with Django and Marya, and everything that happened with Chthon and the Evolutionary are what actually drove their plot lines. Wanda’s desire to study and develop her relationship with magic is what fueled most of her development. Unfortunately, when we get to the 90s, that starts to become overshadowed by the narrative that they are Magneto’s tragic lost children who have become these ostracized, self-hating mutants. That really hit the fan with House of M, which blatantly disregarded much of their previous characterization, and kind of ruined the characters for a long time. Taking them out of that relationship with Magneto and mutantdom allowed the characters to actually return to center for the first time in decades. 

So, as much as I think the retcon was bad because it fucked with continuity, and it broke them away from their Jewish background, I think it was better for their growth and their storylines— especially Wanda. Mutant drama was not serving these characters well, and it had not been for a very long time. There is a part of me that actually likes their new backstory more than the original. In the current version, Chthon and the Evolutionary prey on the Maximoff family specifically because they are Romani and they come from a particular Romani cultural tradition. Those themes about racism and the ways in which Wanda has been exploited and ostracized are able to be more literal now, which is good because modern writers are finally interested in having her face her traumas head-on and take back her power. That never would have happened if she was still being defined as a ~crazy~ mutant reality warper. Again, that doesn’t mean I think the retcon is okay.

For the characters as people, yes, they absolutely valued their mutant identity. Pietro, as time went on, became more involved in the mutant community and felt the pressure of Magneto’s legacy more profoundly. Wanda always expressed pride and never wanted to compromise her mutant identity even though she felt distanced from that community; she spoke often about anti-mutant discrimination and she was very compassionate to Magneto after he came back into her life as a father figure. She was written as rejective of her mutant identity in the 2000s and early 2010s, but, like most things from House of M, I think that was a betrayal of her earlier characterization. For better or for worse, Trial of Magneto showed that Wanda still cares deeply about mutantkind, has gone above and beyond to make things right since the Decimation, and will continue to be an ally however she can.

Billy and Tommy get their powers from Wanda, so I think they should just match whatever she is. Their origin is tied specifically to her magical storyline, not the mutant stuff. If Wanda’s not a mutant anymore, I think it’s perfectly fine that her kids aren’t, either. These characters have never been aligned with the X-Men or any kind of mutant community. Tommy’s experience with his parents and the detention center where he was abused are derived from him being a “mutant,” but it’s not difficult to tweak the context on that. 

Obviously, Billy and Tommy have the same powers as Wanda and Pietro, and when Young Avengers was written those powers were mutant powers, so that shared genetic trait was proof of their relationship. It that sense, them being mutants was textually important. Billy being a Jewish character was also, I believe, an intentional choice that Heinberg made to further cement a connection between him and the Magnus family. Even though he was reincarnated, his heritage and ethnic background remained similar— that why I’ve always insisted that the character is also Romani. We can keep all of these identities intact because it’s magic! I’m actually surprised that you think his Jewishness was ever “hidden.” I think that it was very prominent in Young Avengers and Children’s Crusade.

In terms of powers, Billy’s chaos magic comes from Wanda and her experience with Chthon. Because his magic and his identity as a witch come from Wanda, specifically, they have to be contextualized and understood first and foremost through his Romani heritage. Again, being a mutant is like the least relevant part of that whole equation. Readers don’t see that because they don’t understand our culture and history, and they’re not invested in our representation. 

In the year 2022, I don’t think we need to rely on a metaphorical minority group to represent “complicated” multicultural and multiethnic backgrounds. We can just accept that Wanda is a Romani woman with Jewish ancestry, and her children are therefore also Jewish and Romani. They arrive at those identities differently, but that’s okay because that’s what it’s like being in a mixed immigrant family anyways. That does not erase Billy’s upbringing or his Judaism. It does not invalidate the Kaplans. This is a fantasy plot, we can just let mixed race people exist. We can let Jewish people of color exist. It’s okay.

[onlyjaeyun]

alright now WHAT THE FUCK? so much shit just happened i need a moment to unpack everything. okay so first of all fashion icon yn ☝️ jay is so proud of u bby. second of all yn is gONNA CO-COACH WITH SUNGHOON? 😨😨 so much stuff is happening i feel like im about to forget smth important from the new chap again but YOOOOO WHY IS SUNGHOON SO SASSY 😭 the sassy men apocalypse is so real 🤕 but pookie calm down pls he keeps eating yn up if i had someone pointing out my daddy issues like that i would straight up cry. ngl if i were in yn’s place i would’ve blocked from the first “what the FUCK” but that’s just me personally 😶 ANYWHO jaemin what the FUCK 😨😨😨 i’m actually so like ?!?!?! he’s so cheating he’s literally actually deadass wallahi fr fr cheating ??????????? like the fucking audacity that some male species have is actually jaw dropping. how r u gonna get all insecure about yn being surrounded by her friends who r practically like her brothers and go “i don’t feel comfortable around them” like WHAT 😨 the self projection is sO REAL. and bby. yn, my love. my angel. my everything. dump his ass i’m begging you. EVEN IF YOU TRULY BELIEVE that u can’t find anyone better and you won’t be able to find anyone after someone as shitty as CH jaems (which u for sure will!!) it’s so much better to be single rather than be with someone who literally does not give a singular flying fuck about you. like girl protect your dignity 🤕🤕 break up with his ass even if he’s the last bf you’ll ever have it’s better than being with someone who’s CHEATING. anywho now that that’s out of the way, really jaemin. jakyung??? REALLY???? ngl the whole hoon & jakyung convo really made me almost throw up the whole time “i can’t study when im tense like this” please do me a favour and suck my dick ew i gen can’t. also WDYM THEYRE GONNA FUCK SO MUCH SOONER THAN ANY OF UR SMAUS? 😨 mamas pls calm down i am not prepared for a hate fucking between yn & hoon (i am. im playing im so seated for it.)

anywho my rant for chap.4 is done and i just wanted to say congratulations zadie !!! you know u ate that smau up SO WELL (especially when it’s supposed to be e2l and the characters are supposed to be hated for character development purposes) when you get anons in ur inbox hating on your work 🥰 like u fr made it and i’m so proud of you ! anyways CH ate. easily one of the best enha smaus in the making with your amazing writing & plot development sending u so much love zadie & so many hugs & kisses i can’t wait to see u piss more ppl off and i can’t wait to see the new CH chapters <333

(no but like genuinely is it that hard to SCROLL AWAY from smth that doesn’t please you? 💀 i don’t get it cuz i’ve seen works that i personally didn’t like yet i never felt the need to go in their inbox and be like “ur shit is so unlikeable dawg what the fuck” because what??? wasting my time like that when i could be searching for a diff fic that i could actually like.

like hello people have different tastes. there might be smth that u don’t like (that one anon) that a different person would gladly eat up (me basically) and there’s absolutely no reason to shit/hate on other people’s works/tastes. ESPECIALLY on tumblr. an app where u get to read literally top quality work for FREE.

and i’m sure so many writers are open for feedback as long as it’s NICE. you can very easily send feedback about a shitty work WHILE appreciating the writer’s effort and hard work spent on it even if the end result didn’t satisfy you. but to straight up go “ur shit is unlikable” IS CRAZY FOR ME 💀💀💀 like pls go into ur notes app or go into ur drafts and write shit that’s “likeable” for u instead of hating on miss zadie 🙏🏼 anywho im sorry this became so long but that was so unnecessary like anon grow up pls you’re better than this

i just want u to know zadie that this is YOUR work. (really want to emphasise this especially after that one ask u got during SB and how it made u pull away from the DDLG concept), the first person that should be satisfied with your works is YOU. if you want to add ddlg pls do if u don’t then don’t if u want to extend the e2l plot in CH please DOOOO these are works and literally universes that you’re creating according to your own liking (and i promise whatever you put out will be amazing because all your works are actually so incredible you’re UNABLE to make smth bad) so pls pls pls add whatever u want !! write whatever you want as long as YOURE satisfied then that’s all that matters ! again love u so much i hope you’re taking care of urself <333

& and always keep your foot down these bitches necks ☝️💯

-⁉️

THERE YOU ARE HI ANGEL BABY 🤭🤭🤭🤍 i hope youve been doing well and are taking good care of yourself !!!!!

gonna try my best and respond to all parts so excuse me pls if i forget any 😭

I ABSOLUTELY AGREEEE. being single is so much better than being with someone like CH!jaems and im afraid ch!y/n's gonna need a while to realise that 🫣 and i know hhe whole jakyung x hoonie part was a little 😞 bc like why would he do that we all know he's madly in love with his enemy (he literally genuinely hates her) but its for the plot i promise 😞😞😞😞

i have also decided to add the smut a little earlier mostly bc i havent properly written smut for hoonie yet and i want to so bad like he's so dreamy and so mean it manes me want to spread my legs and go feral like full on begging and shit so the reason behind the early scheduled smut scene is mostly because of my hunger for sunghoon (jake look away baby)

and the whole not liking a character situation with the E2L is somehhing i struggled with a lot because i 100% agree with you hence the reason i responded the way i did but i genuinely get the nonie bc like thats our hoonie and i make him look so bad BUT I PROMISE ITS FOR THE PLOT 😭😭😭

i will also never get the whole idea of going into someone's inbox and just ranting and complaining when you could just..click away but whatever honestly sto ive accepted that this smau will trigger a LOT of people and i have come to the conclusion that it justa pproves my thoughts of doing what's necessary 🫣

thank you so, so much for your sweet words baby. i do need those reminders every now and then simply because as a writer i tend to get caught up by all the engagement and interactions and asks and comments and the numbers that i tend to forget who i'm writing for in the first place. i hope you know this ask literally means the world to me and i love and appreciate you so so so much, sending you a big kiss rn 🥺☁️🫧🩷

[qweerhet]

this is such a dumbass take. you're literally equally likely to get your children taken away in the US of A for having a hard drive full of explicit rape kink, or feederism, or fucking babysitter/dad normie shit downloaded from pornhub.

if you're insistent that expression of sexuality should only be encouraged and celebrated in sex-positive fiction-based spaces for some kinks and not others, and your justification is "the courts are gonna trump up obscenity charges and make you look like a bad parent for being a Filthy Degenerate," you're being disingenuous as hell about your intentions.

this is a post about who's right and who's wrong, and you are obfuscating your intentions by pretending you're just ~sooo worried~ about the poor innocent people being tricked--bamboozled, even!--into looking at shotacon when they absolutely wouldn't if they knew there could be--gasp--social consequences for people finding out they're a kinkster!

everyone knows america is a fascist state. everyone knows american courts can and will deny any sexual minority access to children, reproductive autonomy, etc, on any basis they can find. i fucking guarantee you nobody with any kind of kink, fetish, or minority gender/sexuality is going around thinking they're in the clear as far as the court system is concerned--unless they're privileged enough to not have encountered attempts to remove their reproductive autonomy and access to family already.

anyway this is concern trolling and i fucking hate it. intellectually dishonest as shit. if this person's anon minions come into my inbox to harass me i'm not bothering to take any of you seriously. i screenshotted instead of reblogging with my comments for a reason.

[fanatics4l]

HEHE OKAY

I think he likes both the humiliation aspect - someone peeing on/in him - and the control aspect of it - him peeing on/in someone else.

Like, I’ve got this image in my head of Billy kneeling on the bathroom floor in some house party, his mouth wrapped around some older boy’s cock. His shirts unbuttoned all the way, and one of his hands is pressed against himself through his jeans, rutting against his palm. The older boy digs his hands into Billy’s hair, pushes him down further, and groans “fuck, I gotta piss, pull off.”

Billy doesn’t. Instead, he sucks harder, hollowing his cheeks out and writhing his tongue against the underside of the boys cock, and he feels success thrum in his chest as the boy orgasms, piss following directly after. Billy tries to swallow it all, he really does, but eventually he pulls off and piss flows from his mouth, and the older boy is still going, pissing on Billy’s face and chest with labored gasps.

After, the guy calls him gross, says he’s disgusting, but gives Billy his number anyway.

Getting pissed in is similar - holding someone inside of him, keeping them from moving away as he gets fucked within an inch of his life. He feels so full after, when their cum and piss leaks from his ass. Somehow, despite being debauched, he’s able to look smug.

Pissing on other people is equally as good. He gets a kick out of pissing on a girl at a party - when they’re both sloppy drunk but he’s just aware enough to realize what he’s doing when he’s fucking a girl and pisses inside her, filling her pussy until she comes too, squirting on his cock and ruining his jeans. He likes pissing on their faces, watching it spill down onto their pretty party clothes, wetting their hair.

He prefers guys, though. The innocent gay kids who are honored, honestly, that Billy Hargrove would let them suck his cock. Who just want to get some experimentation out, who want to get a taste at what they’ve never had, and he gets to ruin it. He gets to piss in their mouths, watch them choke and sputter on it, smirk as it soaks their shirt and pants. They hoped for something discrete, something subtle, but now it’s incredibly obvious what they’ve been getting up to when no one was watching.

He’s kinda evil, and he’s super gross, but he loves it.

-🦀🦀🦀

i'm VERY sorry for how i late i am to this, 🦀 anon!!!! i haven't gotten around to looking at my inbox in weeks and i'm just getting started :( sorry!!!

BUT omg. THIS. dirty slut billy my beloved ♥️ him grossing people out at first but then they're into it and it just becomes common knowledge that billy's nasty. the good kind of nasty <3

people hate on piss kinks but i <3 them. this scratched my brain very nicely. i've been wanting a piss fic for billy and this is so so so good!!!! thank you 🦀 anon!!!

[bubblyhoney]

can i request a fic where sapnap takes the reader to his hometown? like the classic going to places he went to when he was younger. maybe playgrounds and ice cream shops idk

places i used to go

warnings: language of course, an allusion to virginap, my uneducated guess of what sapnap was like in highschool, tiny detail of long haired!sapnap, singular canon detail of underage drinking, jokish about marriage

tags: sapnap x gn!reader

words: 2191

A/N: you are a god, anon. i love comfy and nostalgic fics like these and it was so fun to write. if you hate it dont tell me but if you like it lemme know akskdjd

inbox/requests: open

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The wind whips fast on your bare fingers, cool and quick and raising goosebumps in its wake. You blink in the haze of the early sunset, head lolled to the side of the headrest. It feels good.

“That’s where I went to high school.” Sapnap interrupts your thoughts and points a finger at a collection of tall brick buildings down a side street. The silver of the lettering is dull, but you can still feel the nostalgia.

“And you’re about to see the park that me and my friends used to hang out at after work and—actually, nevermind.” His arm drops to the middle console and he looks straight ahead with slightly pinker cheeks.

“Do what?” You ask, voice all sweet, and a grin grows on your face. You turn towards him and wiggle your eyebrows.

“Nothing. Homework.” He avoids your eye contact and hikes his hand up higher on the steering wheel. “Anyways— Do you want to get some food before we head out? I know a great place.”

You two were just coming to a close on your little trip to visit his family; it was his step-mom’s birthday and you decided to make a week of it. It was your first long-term trip with Sapnap, and also your first time meeting his dad’s side of the family. You were proud to say she loved you. His little sister took a little more effort to talk to you of her own volition, but soon enough she was on your side.

You have a couple hours to kill before making your flight back home, so Sapnap has taken it upon himself to give you a quick tour of his hometown.

“Yeah,” you decide, bottom lip popped out. “Can we get ice cream after?”

“Uh, duh.” The Neighbourhood’s Stargazing starts through the speakers and he reaches to turn it down. “I’m so ready to get home and sleep.” He stretches his neck in his seat, letting out an uncharacteristically inappropriate grunt when his bones pop. You make a disgusted face, nose wrinkling, but stretch your own back, slumping down in the seat. The day had been full of packing up and this horrible hike his dad liked to do early in the mornings, so you two were pretty beat.

“Okay, we’re here,” he announces three sleepy minutes later in his best attempt at a whisper. Lifting your head off of the corner of your seat, you blink in the setting sunlight as a yawn splits your face. “You’re so cute.”

“Shut up,” you mumble, and struggle to get your seatbelt off in that post-nap haze. You’d barely been asleep for thirty seconds, damn it. The air is a swampy heat when you step out of the car onto rocky gravel and nearly twist your ankle climbing over the curb. Sapnap catches you by the lower back, trying to hide his laugh but failing miserably. You slide him a dirty look, smacking his shoulder as hard as you can manage while limping towards the front entrance.

The door jingles when you two breach the doorway, alerting a bored-looking hostess that the circus has arrived. She looks at Sapnap a second longer than she should, eyebrows screwed together in silent confusion. But she leads the two of you to a booth near a large window, handing you sticky menus and promptly fucking right off to the host station. She nearly runs.

“Do you know her?” You ask, inconspicuously hiding your face in the search for their 24/7 breakfast menu. You feel his eyes on you.

“Don’t think so.” He leans on one elbow and slides his phone out of his jeans’ pocket. In the 25 seconds it takes for you to find their french toast and sides menu, he has browsed and closed his phone with an animatedly shocked look on his face.

“What?” You give him a weird look and put down the menu.

“I totally went to homecoming with that girl.” He eyes the hostess. You glance over at her again, meeting her gaze, and offer a polite smile. She turns away quickly, eyes wide.

“She’s cute,” you say, voice high and fake, and he drums his fingers on the tabletop as an amused look makes its way onto his face.

“Are you—?”

“What?” You reply right back.

“Nothing.”

Thank God the server comes up to your table then and starts asking for drink orders, or else you’d have to admit (sheepishly) you were a tiny eensy-weensy bit annoyed. Only a tad. But after requesting a Dr. Pepper and a water the conversation surrounding the nervous-looking hostess dies.

“I’m so hungry I think I feel my stomach shrinking.” You flop your head onto your arm on the table top and make a whiny noise into the stack of napkins your server left at the table. Sapnap rubs his thumb into the side of your forearm, touch warm and nearly dissolving the pangs of hunger and jealousy.

“You weren’t hungry an hour ago.” He lifts your hand to his face and plants a kiss on the back of it. Oh, pulling out the big guns, huh? “I would have made you something.”

You tilt onto your chin, pouting, and stare up at his cute face. His cute, scruffy, perfectly-kissable face.

“I think I got hungry staring at you for half an hour.” A mischievous grin grows on your previously-petulant face and he just shakes his head.

“I do have that effect,” he admits with cockiness in his tone, lifting his eyebrows and leaning back into the booth with his lips pursed.

The server returns with two glasses and takes your food orders onto their little yellow notepad. You chug the water down when they leave for the kitchen, getting your lap and chin thoroughly wet in the process. Sapnap just snorts at you and shoves the napkins your way.

“So,” you start, patting dry your jeans. “tell me what you were like in high school.” You cross your arms and settle into the booth, smirk on your lips.

“What I was like?” He parrots, sipping at his soda, looking thoughtful. “Firstly, a virgin.” You make a noise. Duh. Dude had a buzz cut his junior year. (You’ve seen the pictures. His step-mom particularly likes them.) “Secondly, I was actually— well, I wasn’t popular, but I had a lot of friends. We were all semi-athletic lonely band kids but we had fun. Had one girlfriend senior year but she went to Cal Tech in the fall and I didn’t. I, um, worked at a Dairy Queen in the summers and gained so much weight I had to lose all over again for Unified Track.”

“Relatable,” you comment, drinking noisily at your water. He fiddles with the paper straw wrapper and crunches it up into a ball. It goes soaring into your drink with a quiet “Kobe” and you just give him a look. He smiles toothily right back at you. “Stop being cute, I’m trying to listen to your story.”

“Oh, my bad,” he mocks. “Anyways. That’s what I was like in highschool.” You fish the paper ball out of your water and flick it wetly at his arm. It sticks and you choke on a laugh, cheeks puffed.

Two plates of warm food are set down loudly onto the table and you thank the server with a surprised smile, Sapnap mirroring you.

Two minutes of wordless chewing passes, minds occupied just by “food, me eat” instead of anything related to your previous conversation. You realize that Sapnap is one of the loudest chewers ever, and he realizes that you fail to notice the streak of maple syrup in your hair.

“C’mere,” he mumbles through a mouthful of omelet and hash browns and beckons you with his hand. You lean closer, chewing slowly, as he pats a napkin at the strands of hair trapped in syrup.

“Thanks, baby.” You take the napkin from him and pause your assault of the warm french toast before you to clean the sticky sugar out of your hair. He just watches you, half of a smile on his lips.

You two finish your food in record time. It’s borderline vacuum-like. There’s a short grace period where you just sit like two lazy cats, slumped down in the booth and holding your full stomachs. But the check comes soon after, and you both pay your way and are out of the restaurant without any mad dashes for the bathroom. A miracle, really, because of the American-like amount of butter you both consume.

“I’m a much more functional person now,” you mutter into the cotton of his shoulder, swinging your hand in his. He just hums in agreement.

“I guess we’re not getting ice cream, then,” he teases, and you just groan in response.

“I don’t feel like having diarrhea on a plane, unfortunately.” You sigh heavily when you have to split and get into your respective sides of the rental car.

The entire trip (somewhat roundabout because of the amount of side quests to show you things from his childhood) to the airport Sapnap is a chatterbox. He’s like this when he has sugar: either bouncing off the walls with energy or talking your ear off.

“That’s where my dad proposed to my step-mom. I was kinda young but I remember being surprised at how big the ring was— dude broke the bank for her.” It’s a little gazebo you catch a glimpse of through the trees in a park. It probably was an incredibly picturesque moment, and you can sense how much she must have loved it. With just meeting them this weekend, you can already see how much love those two have for each other.

You hope people can see how much you love Sapnap.

“Oh my God, it’s still there.” He points out the side of your window to what looks like a Dairy Queen that has been through World War 3. “My buddy Eric and I once spilled a gallon of that liquid ice-cream-shit all over the men’s bathroom.”

You shoot him a horrified look. “Why was it in the bathroom?”

He just smirks.

“—And that’s my Uncle Ron’s house. Had my first beer there.”

“And last, hopefully,” you add, pulling a disgusted face. The two story bungalow is cute, and one of your favorite colors: olive green. “That shit is nasty.”

He just shrugs and continues down the side street.

“Is this the park you were talking about?”

He pulls into the gravelly parking lot of a small clearing of tall trees, a picnic table and campfire sat squat in the middle. But he doesn’t respond, just turning the car off and climbing out. He reaches the passenger door without speaking, and opens it for you. You climb carefully out, confused.

“Come on.” He takes your hand and starts for a small path to the left of the picnic table. The mid-sunset shade envelopes the both of you.

“I hope this isn’t where you kill me.”

“No,” he snorts. “I just wanted to show you something.”

It’s just a few moments of stumbling through the damp underbrush before you’re coming face to face with a small, mossy pond that sits right underneath an incredibly old willow tree. He stops right on the edge of the rocky path and turns toward you.

“This your make out spot?” You ask between a grin as he snakes an arm around your waist and tugs you flush to him. Your innocent smile fades when you feel the press of his lips to the side of your neck, light and ticklish. Oh.

“No,” he murmurs, and just breathes you in. “I came here once—the night before I graduated highschool. And I told myself when I really really loved someone I’d take them here with me.” He sways with you in his grasp, a gentle and song-less dance.

You grip his shoulder tighter in your hand and lean into him.

“That’s— awfully romantic, huh?” Your voice is quiet. Almost nervous. He just makes a noise of agreement.

“So here we are.” His voice is the opposite of yours, all strong and confident.

You two just move together for a moment. The sun breaks through the tree canopy, shining bright orange down onto the glassy surface of the pond. Crickets and frogs chirp back and forth as the willow vines swing in a cool evening breeze. You watch nature come alive around you, suddenly grateful for the man in your arms.

“Don’t propose,” you whisper, breaking the gentle tension. A laugh breaks the silence and he’s pulling away to look at you. Maybe in disbelief. A strand of hair falls into his eyes and you brush it away, fingers stilling on his temple and sliding down onto his cheek. Stubble scrapes against the skin of your palm and he stares at you through those meadow eyes.

You realize in that moment that he is exactly himself. Of course he is. He’s Sapnap, and everything that encompasses that. Dark and light and fiery and cool. He always has been, and always will be.

You realize you wouldn’t mind if he proposed.

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A/N: ask or send me some stuff!! requests, rants, anything. let me know what you think

[cappymightwrite]

How can you not understand sansa's plot in the books? kshdhsjs dont you fucking know how to read or what? its really simple, she is not a fucking important character and you are just mad bc you know she would never be queen. thats why your little brain decided to not understand it.

You know, I think it's interesting how your insistence that I don't know how to read, I don't know Sansa's plot, etc., is packaged in this tone and language that completely reveals your own anger and frustration, your own feelings of being threatened, or innconvienced by ideas that don't adhere to your own. Bestie, how thin-skinned are you? You mention that "[I'm] just mad" because I counterintuitively don't actually believe what I profess to believe? But you're the one yelling in my inbox. And that sensitivity is further emphasised by the fact you've sent this anonymously, that shield to real accountability, where you can afford to speak rudely and condescendingly. But anon, the outcome isn't the gut punch fuck you you think it is. I didn't read this and feel cowed by your words, if anything I laughed, and then felt... almost pity because although you have the gall to send anon hate, you seemingly have no confidence in your own interpretation of the text, you're own assertion that Sansa "is not a fucking important character." Because if you did, you wouldn't behave this way, because you would have the composure and assurededness to sit back and think, well, they'll all see I'm right in the end. But you didn't do that did you? No, instead you decided cowardly anon messages that highlight your easily irritated demeanor and immaturity were the way to go.

Also, can we just for one second take a step back and analyse what this insistence that Sansa "is not a fucking important character" by (perhaps unintended) extension really suggests about GRRM as a writer? The insistence from some that she's not important, she's just a side character, she was only introduced as a foil to other characters, she'll never make it north, her arc is purely to become less vain by marrying an ugly man etc, is all deeply reliant upon a reading that only emcompasses AGOT, at best, and your own biases of what you want to be true for your faves, at worst. Because really, I think it's actually insulting to GRRM's skill as a writer to say that Sansa is a nothing character essentially, not compelling enough, not destined for any kind of influence, not going to have any impact on the wider plot etc. To that I'd say, well why is she a character then, what is her function in the story beyond just a narrow sphere of influence? And you might respond to that with, well quite, she should have been killed off books ago! But do you know what that implies about the writing as a whole? Sometimes we get so wrapped up in these characters I think we forget... they are fictional characters, someone is writing them, and within a larger, interconnected plot, and connected to a wider narrative ethos.

You're saying GRRM, an incredibly meticulous writer, has included a pov, there since book 1, that ultimately will have no great impact upon the wider story and characters, which is what a postion of power in the north would be. God, how limiting is that in terms of narrative! You talk about "little brains" but yours seemingly refuses to allow for anything that, in your own words, isn't "simple", and therefore arguably pretty reductive and quite boring. Possibly you don't care if GRRM's adeptness at character arcs and subversive writing falls away in the case of Sansa, as long as that means he writes something postive for your fave elsewhere. Which again, is a very limited approach to reading this series as a whole. Frankly, too many people read ASOIAF, yourself included anon, as separate plotlines which you can pick and choose from, dismissing those that you deem uncompelling as therefore unimportant. It's all important. Particularly those who have been POVs from the beginning.

But anyway, to conclude... I think my first in English Lit and the fact I'm on a Masters programme for a humanities subject has assured me, if I ever had a doubt, that I do in fact know how to read and understand texts, but more than that, I know how to analyse and think critically. It's you I would be concerned about anon, if I deigned to think of you at all beyond this interaction. So, go outside and touch some grass, and while you're at it, think about what impression you give off as an individual when you send anon hate like this, because I guarentee to you, it's not the content of your message that takes centre stage here... it's your own cowardice and immaturity.

Finally, a word of warning, if I get a repeat of your earlier display I will most likely delete and block. At the end of the day, despite these instances where we clearly disagree, I respect your right to think (very) differently about this book series and its characters, so be an adult, learn some accountability, and do the same.

[elysianslove]

when the stars align; oikawa tōru

requested by anon; ❝ hi bb :) can I request an Oikawa and reader story where they’re two petty/sarcastic best friends. Like they just have that understanding that their love is shown through petty comments or bickering lol but n e ways, the reader gets approached by a guy she doesn’t really like but isn’t thinking and says she’s seeing Oikawa and now they have to act like a couple but all they end up doing is bickering and Oikawa complaining. I hope that makes sense lol thxx <3 ❞

pairing; oikawa tōru x reader 

warnings; it’s the fake dating trope with oikawa tōru. that is a warning in itself

note; i screamed when i found this in my inbox this trope has a special place in my heart and the fact that oikawa was requested??? pls don’t let this flop :(

━ you’re not sure why you said it. you rack your mind for an excuse: you’ve known him too long, you spend majority of your time with him, you had just been texting him a moment earlier — that must’ve been why you’d sprouted that ridiculous excuse to rid yourself of spewing out a futile, useless rejection. there’s an array of mixed emotions on you as you watch the boy before you shrivel in disappointment, sighing in frustration.

“i’m sorry, i’m dating oikawa right now, actually,” you had said, like the liar the same boy you refer to has coerced you into becoming to fuel your endless sneaking out.

the guy before you, honestly nameless due to both your carelessness towards him and your uncomfortableness around him, shoves his hands into his pockets cooly, attempting to shrug it off. “well, you know where to find me in case it doesn’t work out,” he jokes, and you have to fight off the urge to cringe directly in his face at his words.

instead, you lightly smile, more similar to a grimace, and nod politely, before turning and heading in the complete opposite direction, despite the other way having been your initial route. your shaky hands fumble for your phone, and you pull it out, unlocking it and tapping on the messages app.

i did something stupid, you type out, and you’re unsure whether you’re grateful or thrown off by how quick oikawa responds.

not surprising. what did u do

the familiarity of his tone only calms you slightly, and before you can talk yourself out of it, already having thrown yourself too deep when you’d thought up the lie, you explain the situation briefly. instead of a text message response, his caller id flashes across your screen, and your breath hitches. regret begins flooding you, and carefully, you slide to answer.

“i don’t want to hold your hand!” you complain, smacking at his palm when it reaches for yours.

oikawa sighs amusingly, grabbing your wrist anyways and linking your fingers together. against all odds, and to your disappointment, you shiver at the feel of his hand in yours. it’s considerably larger, and despite the fact that this is farthest from the first time you’ve gripped his hand, your insides twist. his fingers are slender, and his palm and the pads of his fingers are soft. for all the years you’ve known oikawa, his hands constantly run cold, and you’ve hated it for multiple reasons. one being the way it gave him an ego boost of ‘cold hands only mean i have a warm heart.’ the second being his infuriating actions of constantly pressing his palms to your skin, specifically the back of your neck. but most importantly, it signifies just how little oikawa tends to care for himself at times, the way his hands shake when it gets too cold, when the world grows too small, the tips of his fingers a bruised blue and purple. and you hate it. even more so, you hate how much you hate it.

despite all this, his hand feels — nice in yours; it’s a comfortable contrast to your own warm hand. still, your frown remains on your face as you see the school gates appear before two of you, never daring to reveal any of your thoughts to him.

“if you didn’t want to hold my hand, you would’ve thought up a better lie,” oikawa argues, and you turn your head to glare at him. he diffuses it easily when his thumb brushes against the back of your hand, your words faltering momentarily. “could’ve had anyone! iwa, mattsun, makki— i know they woulda loved to do this with you.”

“you’re insufferable,” you huff, but your cheeks are painting red, visibly too. he’s right, you realize. he’s terribly right.

“but you still chose me,” he teases.

your hand in his twists until you’re bending his wrist at an awkward, painful angle, until he’s pinching at your arm to force you away. he’s right, but that doesn’t make it mean anything.

by now, you’ve spent more time glaring at oikawa threateningly and in warning than you have your entire friendship with him, and it’s honestly starting to give you a headache. after admitting your situation to the three other third years, and giving them maximum fifteen minutes to laugh until they ran out of breath, iwaizumi included, spend the next twenty minutes huddled up next to oikawa, your chair attached to his.

the guy, who had been persistent enough in asking you out that you’d resorted to this, decided to spend his lunch break in the same area as the five of you, leaving you unable to push away and bicker with oikawa the same way you would any other day. you pick at your food as you avoid his gaze, oikawa’s arm around your shoulder heavy, leaving a trail of sparks up your spine and along your arms. it makes you want to scream, loudly too.

makki and mattsun have resorted to making fun of the guy, whispering between themselves, but it’s still awfully loud enough that there’s no possible way he can’t hear. iwaizumi and oikawa have their attention on each other, discussing some upcoming practice match in the weekend.

and all you’re left with are your thoughts, your nagging, unbearable thoughts, about how pretty oikawa’s hand looks as it hangs by your shoulder, brushing against your arm with every small shift of his body. with shameful, red cheeks, you shut your eyes in frustration, and allow the regret to boil and build in your stomach.

the weeks pass steadily. outside of school, your relationship with oikawa remains unchanged, and although he’s just as touchy as he is with you with an audience, the source of affection continues to be — simply friendship. and whenever you catch any disappointment building because of that, you pinch yourself in reminder than none of it is real. the way he always has an arm around you, the way he fumbles with your fingers, the way he ties your hair back for you while you work on an essay during your break, the way he kisses your cheek, a show of respect for your boundaries, but as a way to reinforce that you’re his in front of anyone, or the way he lets you lift one leg over his own, just because.

and you’re left wondering that if it were real, would it be the same?

he sits before you now, cross legged on your bed, back straightened and mouth stuffed with popcorn, completely engrossed in the movie before him with his eyes wide open. the three other boys are spread across the room: makki laying on his stomach, chin perched on his hands by the edge of the bed, while mattsun and iwaizumi share the couch, drinks in their hands, all three just as enamored by the movie as oikawa. 

you had always been aware of just how pretty he is, and everyone around you has always ensured that you do. was it the way the light from the screen shone in his face, reflecting in his pretty brown eyes and shadowing some of his features? or was it the way he sat so comfortable in your bed, in nothing but sweatpants and a loose shirt because, of course, the four of them were bound to stay the night? was it the way his lips glistened with the water he gulped, or because of the way his tongue poked out to lick at the salt from the popcorn? 

or was it nothing in particular, or everything all at once?

sighing lowly, you shift and sit up, swinging your legs over the side of the bed and heading towards the bedroom door. “i’m gonna grab some water; anyone want anything?” you announce.

none of them seem to hear you, too lost in the movie, but makki turns his head to the side slightly, eyes remaining on the screen, and replies, “no thank you.” it’s all you need to leave the room.

as you walk out, oikawa eyes you, then eyes the filled up water bottles next to where you had been sitting. his heart tightens in his chest.

two months into the fake relationship you’d established with oikawa, and it begins to feel natural. it no longer feels off putting to walk hand in hand with him to school, or to greet him with a grandiose hug and a kiss on the cheek, or to wear his jersey to games and cheer for him from the stands, or to constantly have his ankle looped with yours beneath the table where, despite this all being for show, nobody can really see.

outside of your fake relationship traditions are your friendship traditions, which include, but are not limited to, him walking you home. it’s always been mostly because your mother adores him, or because he prefers the food that’s at your home as opposed to his, or because your home is on the way to his anyways, but it’s a lot closer, so he always ends up staying longer than anticipated.

either way, it’s not unusual that he walks by your side as the moon illuminates your path. it is, however, not very like him to stay quiet the entire way. you can see the roof of your home growing in size as you near it, and he’s yet to say a word to you. it both weirds you out and worries you, and before you can convince yourself you were overreacting, you pause in your step, the gravel beneath you scratching and crunching as you turn to face him.

“alright, spit it out.”

his eyes meet yours, wide and confused. “what?”

you sigh. “something’s up, and you’re either gonna tell me now or i’ll force it out of you later,” you reply.

“i’m not—”

“oikawa.”

“stop it, i’m fine—“

“tōru.”

“i can’t do this anymore.”

your heart stills, and almost as if in understanding, in pity, so does the world around you. the wind no longer howls in agony, respecting your need for silence as the trees around you look on curiously. your brain processes a little slower than your mouth, and you’re asking him, “what are you talking about?” before you could think.

his gaze falls from yours again, and he takes a step back. “i can’t be with you anymore. or — fake being with you anymore,” he admits to you.

you’re not sure why, but you had imagined this scenario to be a lot less earth shattering than it is. maybe you’d grown to like faking it, because it slowly started to become the closest you could get to experiencing it realistically. you refuse to speak, and it isn’t because you’re angry at him. it’s because you genuinely are lost for words. it’s not even a real break up, but it still hurts just as bad, if not worse. it’s your own fault for believing that this, whatever this was, was as simple as it seemed.

“not unless— not unless i can really be with you.”

what?

“what?”

he breathes in steadily, and moves forward, closer, closer, closer to you. his hands rise to your cheeks, cupping them softly, flinching when your breath hitches. but you make no move to push him away, only stare up at him, in wonder, in confusion. he opens his mouth, preparing himself to speak. you expect a monologue, a speech, a declaration of his undying love for you, because it sounds just as dramatic as oikawa is. the moon above you holds its breath, waiting for the band to snap, for the words to spill and drown you. 

but then he kisses you. 

his hands urge you up and he meets you halfway, pressing his lips to yours. they’re soft, and he tastes like cherry, and it’s probably your chapstick if you were being honest with yourself. his mouth moves languidly against yours, as if he’s trying to drag out every moment, as if he wants to purposefully slow down time, begging and pleading for the world around him to stop. the kiss is sweet, gentle, and somehow, kissing him is exactly the way you’d imagined it would. it’s breathtaking, and dizzying, and overwhelming, and needy and it’s beautiful. 

when he pulls back, he doesn’t let go of you. his hands remain cupping your jaw, his mouth hovering over yours. his thumb brushes along your cheek momentarily as he gazes at you, admiring you, as if memorizing every inch and every detail of your features. 

“tōru, you idiot,” you sigh. the insult isn’t foreign to him, not even on your tongue, but he still looks taken aback, and even more so when you reach up and close the distance between you again. the world lives again, the moon celebrating within the clouds, the wind twisting in your hair, whispering and whistling cheerfully by your ear as the trees dance.

 it all comes together, and the stars finally align. 

end note; i’m so happy with this!!! i hope everyone enjoyed reading this as much as i loved writing it!!! <3

[triggerhappyimagines]

How about the V3 boys, (the ones who died) with a s/o whos the Ultimate Spirit Medium/Necromancer and they call the spirit of the dead character? I just wanna see some scenarios/hc's of that, if u could do it that'd be gr8! If not thats okay, i understand ^^

hey everyone, long time no see! sorry for sort of vanishing for a while, i’ve been super busy with school and my job and kind of lost interest in danganronpa for a little bit,,,, but i’m back and i’m gonna try my best to get through the requests in our inbox and maybe even try and finish a few more of the october prompts (if you guys would still be interested in seeing those!!).

anyways, sorry for the long wait on your request, anon! this was one i had started a few months ago back when i was writing regularly and i finally buckled down and finished it!! i decided to do all the v3 boys (except kiibo because uhhh hes a robot) instead of just the ones who died in canon to avoid spoilers for anyone who hasn’t finished the game yet!! i apologize if some of these seem repetitive i sorta started running out of ideas by the end lmao. i hope you enjoy, anon!

warnings: mentions of death/dying (obviously), general angst

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Shuichi Saihara

— to say the least, Shuichi is a little shaken up now that he’s gone and you’re... well, not.

— he always told you he’d stay by your side forever, and he feels guilty. he feels like he broke a promise

— but... you talk to him again that first night. you say his name and look straight at him. can you see him? no, it couldn’t be... right?

— of course, once he puts all the pieces together, it all makes sense

— you’re the ultimate spirit medium, for goodness sakes! of course you can see him and speak to him the same way you would any other living person

— after a while, Shuichi stops feeling so guilty for leaving you. partially because it doesn’t feel quite like he’s abandoned you, and also because you reassure him that he didn’t do anything wrong by dying

— i mean, come on, it’s not his fault he got killed! how could you ever hold that against him?

— still, it takes him some time to come to terms with everything.

— though he loves you, he still finds it sad that he can never speak to anyone else ever again. at least, not without your aid.

— but as long as he has you by his side to help him cope... he knows he’ll be alright

— after all, he loves you, and you love him. and that’s enough to give him the strength he needs to keep from falling apart.

Rantaro Amami

— he's still very protective of you, despite the fact he’s merely a spirit now

— he’s always right by your side, no matter what.

— even when you aren’t able to take a moment to talk to him, or even look in his direction, Rantaro is right there

— if he were still alive, the way he now follows you around all the time may seem obsessive and creepy, but you actually appreciate it

— nobody else can see or speak to him but you, which makes his constant presence comforting, in a way

— Rantaro isn’t able to touch you in the same way he could when he was alive, but nonetheless, he still tries

— he’ll try to place his hand atop yours, or wrap his arms around your figure, but he always just passes straight through you

— you find the chill that blossoms on your skin where he touched you comforting; it’s a reminder that even though he’s gone, he’s still there with you

— it breaks his heart that he can’t truly be with you, but he tries not to focus on his own problems too much

— after all, your happiness is much more important to him than his own; you are his priority

— you’ll have to remind him that it’s okay for him to be sad, and that he shouldn’t bottle up his own emotions to be there for you

— he’ll want to keep being the person to take care of you, and watch out for you, but he needs you to be that person for him

Kokichi Ouma

— you didn’t really think Kokichi would start behaving himself just because he’s dead, did you?

— honestly he uses the fact only you can see and speak to him to his advantage

— good luck trying to keep your cool around other people while he’s off being a clown right in front of you

— but of course, he’s not all fun and games

— i mean... he’s dead. and that sucks

— he probably won’t show it, at least not right away, but he doesn’t like the feeling of separation between you two

— sure, he’s still around, but not like before. before, he could surprise you with a kiss or a suffocating hug, but he just can’t do that anymore

— it hurts. really bad.

— but he knows he’ll be okay. he know’s he’ll get used to it someday, as long as he has you with him to cheer him up when he gets especially sad

— you’re his sunshine, and he may not show it, but he needs you. so don’t leave him all alone, okay?

Gonta Gokuhara

— lets be honest... Gonta has the hardest time of the bunch adjusting to being nothing more than a spirit

— you’ll likely have to give him a lot of comfort. he’s confused, and he misses being able to be with you for real :(

— the hardest part for him is no longer being able to touch you

— he longs to feel your lips press gently against his cheek, to lay in your lap as your hands comb through his hair... he’d give anything to hold you in his arms again...

— unlike Rantaro, he’s not content with merely passing through your body when he makes contact with you

— it just... upsets him. it’s a cruel reminder that his life ended, and that he will never get to hold you, kiss you, and just love you the way he could before his life ended

— be patient with him, please... he’ll adapt eventually... but it could take a while

— just make sure to remind him how much you love him, he’ll need a lot of reassurance and comfort from you

Kaito Momota

— surprisingly, Kaito adapts to the situation pretty well

— if he is struggling with any sort of major emotions, he’s doing a stellar job of hiding it from you. and you hate that

— you don’t totally believe him when he says he’s okay, or when he tells you not to worry about him

— you know him better than that. it doesn’t make sense to you. he just died for crying out loud! he can never follow his dreams, never have the future he always wanted with you

— and you don’t understand how he can just shrug all that off and continue being your boyfriend like normal

— you confront him about it one night. he’s laying on his back, hovering beside you as you read (Kaito loves being able to float around in midair. perks of being a ghost, right?)

— "how can you be okay?" you blurt out suddenly. he looks at you, confused.

— you continue, asking all the questions that had been gnawing at you for days, and when you finally finish, he just laughs

— "of course i’m upset. but it’s a man’s job to protect the ones he loves! and being there for you is much more important than staying upset about this." he explains

— you can’t help but feel a little stupid. he’d always put you first, always prioritized your needs over anyone else’s, even his own. and he wasn’t about to stop just because he died

— fortunately for you, he isn’t upset with you sort of asking him why the hell he wasn’t a huge, depressed mess.

— in fact, he thinks it’s really sweet that, despite the fact you should be worried about yourself so you don’t end up joining him in the afterlife, you spent your energy fussing over him

Korekiyo Shinguji

— with Kiyo, not much changes. at least, not on his end.

— he’s very fascinated by the mere notion of being a spirit and has the time of his life unlife getting used to his new body

— at first you’re happy for him. i mean, it’s good that he’s not struggling, right? shouldn’t you want him to feel okay? you wouldn’t want him to suffer in sadness like you, right?

— but he’s so enthralled with his new state of being he... almost forgets to check up on you

— and even when he does spend time with you, it almost feels like all he does is talk about himself and the new things he’s discovered about being a spirit

— it’s frustrating, to say the least. you know you didn’t truly lose him, but it feels like you did

— when you finally tell him that you feel like he’s changed, he’s confused

— when Kiyo hears you say how much you miss him, how you feel like he’s so different now, he’s kinda just like ???????

— how could he be different? it’s still him, don’t you know that?

— after a long night of reflecting while you sleep (not needing rest is one of the many perks of being a spirit), Kiyo realizes what he’s been doing wrong

— you used to love when he’d talk to you endlessly about his work, his research, etc.

— but now, when he’d ramble on for hours about new things he’d learned thanks to being a mere spirit, it was just another painful reminder to you that he was dead. that he was gone.

— the moment he gets a chance, he apologizes to you. it’s a bit of an emotional moment for both of you, being the first time either of you have confronted the end of Kiyo’s life head on

— he tries to hold you, but all you feel is an icy chill where his flesh would have met yours, but oddly enough... it doesn’t make you feel worse

— you’d anticipated another tsunami of your own tears after Kiyo’s body passed through yours, but it’s comforting, albeit in a morbid way

— he’s gone, but you haven’t lost him. and you’ll never lose him; he’ll remind you of that every day if he has to

Ryoma Hoshi

— man, if you thought ryoma’s attitude and general outlook on life was depressing before, you’ve got a big storm coming

— for a long time after his death, he’s very... cold. to everyone and everything

— he’s upset. but not because he’s dead, but because he can’t protect you anymore

— being there for you, to defend you and keep you safe, had become his raison d’être, so to speak

— he knows you can still see him and talk to him. he’s not stupid. but he pretends he doesn’t hear you at first. part of him thinks that if he shuts you out long enough, you’ll come to your senses and realize you should be upset with him

— but you never do. despite what he thinks he deserves, you never turn on him, never give up on him, never stop loving him

— with time, he’ll come around and start learning to cope with his own death, and the fact you outlived him

— and you’ll be there with him every step of the way (whether he likes it or not)

[haleigh-sloth]

I have a question but why do you think so many people are against Dabi/Touya getting a redemption arc or getting saved? Like some are against him being saved but are all down for Shiggy and Toga to be saved? I usually see the same argument and it’s frustrating! Like before I explain myself just want to say I’m not hating on Shiggy or do I feel like he’s any less worth saving but I see these arguments that leave me baffled. So the arguments I have seen before is some people don’t think Dabi/Touya can be redeemed or saved because he has murdered 30+ people, but like Shiggy has probably killed the same amount of not more people so that logic doesn’t really cut it. So why does it make a difference? Like why are people so against Dabi/Touya being saved or redeemed?

Well, I'll start this by saying that Shigaraki has ABSOLUTELY KILLED MORE PEOPLE HOLY SHIT DUDE. It's not even up for debate 😂 that boy flattened two cities with the touch of a hand. Shiggy is my favorite hands down and I'll defend the boy til I die but he has done so much more damage. That's kind of the point to his arc--actually. But anyways~

Content Warning of abuse below the cut a bit further down--

So with that--I've wondered the same thing you're asking. Why is Touya getting so much hate? Why not redeem him? Well, there's a few reasons that I have seen:

Endeavor- This is the first and foremost reason I can see for Touya having so many antis. This is something I can't grasp or fathom--Why do so many people like Endeavor? Or more like--why do so many people want to see an abuser thrive and his victim be put down? I can understand wanting to see an abuser better himself AND wanting to see the victim thrive, and I can see people wanting the abuser to be put down and the victim to thrive. But to just want the abuser to come out on top? No. Fuck you. (not you anon). So for whatever reason that I cannot fathom, people can't stand the idea of Touya surviving, being saved and redeemed, because it means that Enji has failed (which he already has but--again I really don't understand that side of the fandom and quite frankly I don't want to). So yeah, Endeavor has a lot of ridiculous fans. Hawks- I've already talked about how ridiculous some of the Hawks-stans are. I'm sorry but---they're fucking ridiculous. Some of them need to step away from their computer, go outside, breath some outside air, and shut the fuck up. And let me tell you---we sometimes joke about how the hero-stan side of the fandom lacks critical thinking skills and can't read past the surface--but I want to disagree with to an extent. I can tell you right now, Hawks's stans saw THIS:

And they knew. Seeing Hawks remain in the dark while Dabi walked toward the light. They knew what this was foretelling. And they didn't like it. And then this happened:

And they DEFINITELY did not like that. And then Dabi went and made fried chicken out of him and they found more reason to hate him with all their being. Hawks was kind of set up to die heroically--and even though his arc is pretty bad right now, I still think that at this point that’s the best ending for him. For me, he’s gone too long without even remotely thinking of changing his ideologies, and has been backing Endeavor unquestionably for a bit too long now. It’s just not looking good for him survival-wise. And his stans either SEE this very clearly and are in denial and need something to hate in order to deal with it, OR they really just aren’t looking as deep into the story as they need to. Those panels I used above though honestly tell it all. That being said he very well may survive and not have any consequences from his low point at all--but then he gets thrown in the “BNHA’s shittiest written arcs” pile. But whatever. 

Also--shoutout to the blogs I follow and people I talk to who genuinely LOVE Hawks’s character but like--aren’t ridiculous about it and don’t harass people in their inboxes about it. Who also try to understand his character and not just make him out to be a uwu baby that never did anything wrong. TRUE Hawks-stans if I ever saw em.

Shouto--This is FAR less common than the other two reasons, but I have seen a few people who think this. They love Shouto (understandably--he’s a fluffy boy who needs a hug from his big brother Touya), but they think that Touya is going to be Shouto’s “final boss”, or his mortal enemy or something. Which--idk if they just refuse to read into Shouto’s awesome character on purpose or not, but he is not about to go out there and try to kill his big brother, who he never got to know, who he KNOWS suffered because of their father, and who is very very clearly in physical, mental, and emotional pain. Again--Shouto-stans are a  far less part of the problem. But I’ve seen this misunderstanding of Shouto’s character go around a few times. 

This next one is also big, and kind of falls into the same category with Endeavor up top--but it’s such a huge issue that I’m seeing that it needs its own paragraph: People don’t understand children’s behaviors, abuse, abusive family dynamics, and just child psychology in general. Child psychology is hard to understand--but also very simple. It’s hard as an adult to think back to how black and white the world was when you were a kid. Your parents were your safe place--they were your guardians. Or rather--they were supposed to be. This isn’t always the case though. And the Todoroki family exhibits a lot of realistic aspects of abuse. Even though the Todoroki backstory was very messily written--one thing is absolute: Endeavor emotionally abused his child. The issue is that Shouto’s and Rei’s physical abuse was shown FIRST in the story--and THEN we were shown what really happened with Touya wasn’t so easily identified as abuse (I mean it is--to me, but not to everybody). And people got stuck on comparing Touya’s and Shouto’s childhood instead of viewing them as two completely separate crimes Endeavor committed against his family. And they misunderstand Touya’s behaviors. Peep back at when I said that your parents are supposed to be your safe place--well, for Touya, Enji WAS his safe place, his guardian, his world. And then suddenly all of that disappeared without reason (good reason I mean). And that takes a serious toll on a child. I could honestly go on and on and on about this topic in particular but it’s not necessary for this ask. The point is---people don’t think Touya was actually abused or that he suffered as a child. They seriously lack an understanding when it comes to stuff like that. And they aren’t shy about showing it to the rest of the internet. 

The last reason which I think kind of encompasses all of these reasons: People don’t understand redemption arcs--because they’re not your run of the mill Heroes vs. Villains story. It makes it to where it’s not clearly obvious whose side you should take. I guess people don’t like that---but I love it. Why not take BOTH sides?

You get to have more fun this way imo. You get to watch and see how the two sides come together--rather than just stick to one ideology til the end. I think it’s because people don’t like having their ideals, beliefs, and values challenged. It may be personal for some people--but forgiveness is a touchy subject as well.  And I also think a lot of people very much think that the rules of our reality should exist within fiction. People forget that fiction exists for us to escape reality--I don’t know why this is so easily forgotten. But what’s cool about fictional stories is that everybody can have a happy ending--no matter how many atrocities they committed, people they hurt/killed, because guess what? NOBODY ACTUALLY GOT HURT! 

But anyway---these are the conclusions I’ve come to regarding why Touya has so many haters. Some are legitimate reasons (the last two I listed) and some are just outright ridiculous (the first three I listed). 

I’m not bothered though. I would LIKE to say that when these villain-saving chapters come out I’ll laugh hysterically at all the villain-haters’ reactions---BUT I already blocked almost all of them. 😂