hello! i don't want this ask to come off as mean or targeted at all so please don't take it that way, but i'm confused as to why you're still a my hero fan you don't seem to like the characters or the way that the story is headed, is it just hate watching (uhh,, consuming of media??) at this point? again it's cool if that's what it is, but you talk about the characters like they aren't that in depth, not just bakugou but. the other villains and also izuku too.
you said something about izuku just being happy and content with losing one for all in the new leaks, (in that same post you weren't caught up so i sorta get why you could draw to that conclusion,) but also izuku's character is known for bottling up his emotions.
Izuku's is always happy (even when he's not), the only time we really see him fall apart is his vigilante arc. yes throughout the story he is constantly crying, but again, never in situations that he is really hurt emotionally you know? We get to see his journey and his progress, it's all that he's ever wanted in life, to have a quirk and save people, so when that gets stripped away, he's gonna be a bit gutted no? thats what i think at least. the story started with "this is how i become the worlds greatest hero" but i think it's always been more about what make someone a hero, why people should want to be heros, and their stories behind it. why else create flawed characters like bakugou and shigaraki if not to show all the side of the story?
gosh, sorry didn't mean to write a whole essay, my words tend to get away from me. I would love to see your views once you do catch up tho.
Hmm. Well, I talked about some of my motivations in... that Gaiden post, I think, but if I wasn't OK with ranting, I wouldn't have made this account just to rant.
Why am I still a fan? And as an extended of that, still posting?
Spite.
No, seriously.
Like. When I first started reading MHA, I was amazed. It just felt so... refreshing, so unique; I loved how determined and kind Izuku was, I loved how human All Might was, I liked the variety apparent in the world, how rich it felt, all the potential to it. And then, before my eyes, I watched it rot away, so slowly I didn't even realize what was happening until it was already dead.
I miss what MHA was, and so much of this is... mourning, almost, for what was and could have been.
Also, like I said, spite, because I watched this fester before my eyes and honestly I want to call out each and every wound and point of rot on it's corpse, along with some desire for validation in finding people who agree with me.
'but you talk about the characters like they aren't that in depth, not just bakugou but. the other villains and also izuku too.'
Not... quite sure what you mean here? I think you mean that I think they're done badly? (And I do, so you're not wrong there.)
Alright, see, so I don't disagree with your logic here: Izuku is a mess. Izuku is a mess held together by lack of time (or not being allowed) to process his shit storm of a life and duty. He's gotten everything taken away from him.
He should be pissed. He should be feel destroyed, depressed.
But the keyword here is 'should'. And that is the problem, in a word. Izuku 'should' be upset. He 'should' be depressed.
But historically, things that 'should' happen regarding Izuku just... don't happen. From his abilities, to his opinion on himself, to other people's views on him... what 'should' happen, logically, just doesn't.
Also... let me pose a question:
Do you think Hori is going to end MHA with Izuku withering away from depression? That his friends, one by one, are going to abandon him, because they only ever really liked his Quirk, that his mom is going to die of disappointment of her useless son, that All Might will get killed by a three year old wielding a balloon? And that he'll die early, and the only one to attend his funeral will be Aizawa, out of obligation, and his entire summery of Izuku's life, and the inscription on his grave, will be 'Problem Child'?
Of course not. (Even though I get the feeling that Hori kind of does want that.) If he tried it, the editors would literally kill him. Less dramatically, they just wouldn't print it and make him rewrite it, because they don't want to fuck up the MHA cash cow at the finish line.
I'm not caught up, yet, but for this? I don't have to be. Stories like shonens follow basic structures, like a sort of skeletal system; you may not know the fine details, but you do know some things will happen. And shonens? They always have happy endings. Always. Even if the MC dies, they'll do it willingly, for a Great Cause(TM), and almost certainly go with a smile, and satisfied with their life choices. If it was a manga like Berserk, it would have been up in the air, because Berserk doesn't follow the same narrative rules, and so how it ends and what not are far more open to question than something like this (ignoring that, yes, Berserk ended too).
Fundamentally, MHA will not end with Izuku miserable. It basiclly can't.
That's why I say he'll be content, because he doesn't really have the time to be miserable before MHA finishes up. At worst, he'll have a brief shown moment of sad, because he reaches acceptance, because he won't be allowed to feel otherwise.
(Yeah, this doesn't feel targeted or anything, don't worry about it. If you get something more specific to ask me or whatever, knock yourself out.)
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𝗡𝗼 𝗦𝘂𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲𝘀 - 𝟬𝟯
pairing: jjk x fem. reader
summery - you win some, you lose some and sometimes you just lose.
word count: 1.4k
content: x reader, pre canon au, genshin impact inspired themes, crack, fluff, (in the future: manga spoilers, angst, gojo satoru x reader...)
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tokyo, september 19 2005
you watched your opponent with a sharp gaze, eyes observing his slightest movement so that you could react quickly to possible sneaky tricks. you couldn't afford any more mistakes. It was all or nothing.
"oh! it's my turn." satoru announced happily, reaching for a card in his hand to add to the pile between you two. "I want red, and you have to draw four ~ " he said in a happy mood while pointing to the draw pile where only a few cards were left.
that fake ass snake. he acted so innocent, but you know him well enough not to notice the pure evil aura behind that fake smile of his. we're gonna play just for fun. who cares who wins? my ass. as if i believe you. your dear friend here had suggested the game and won every single round after those words. satoru wasn't really the guy you should play card games with or board games. let's just say games in general.
shoko looked to the gojo with a bitter smile. "if he wins this round again, i'll kill myself."
you replied to her with a monotone voice while thinking about your next move. "yeah, me too." you looked at your cards. you really didn't want to draw those four cards since you already had way too many in your hand anyway. what was even worse was that satoru had significantly less. maybe it wasn't the best idea to play with twenty cards, but i hoped it would give me an advantage. you had to risk it and start the fight. "you want red? here you go, have red," you said, laying down a draw two card.
satoru blinked a few times before looking at you. "i thought you said we couldn't put a draw two card on top of a draw four card?" satoru asked you, confused.
you avoided looking into his creepy blue eyes. "what, i never said that. i think suguru did. the game is between you and me, though, so that doesn't really matter, right?" you said casually.
his eyes narrowed slightly. "i feel like you're gaslighting me, but whatever." he placed a yellow draw two cards in return and meanwhile looked at you with a confident look. "won't change the fact that you will lose."
he started to show his true colors. from now on, it really was all or nothing. the number of cards that had to be drawn kept multiplying, and the defeat of the person who had to draw them all was clear as day. you had reached your last few cards, and you were forced to put all your hopes in this one card since the other few were just basic numbers.
you placed it with a heavy heart on the pile, and your breath got caught in your throat for a moment, as did geto's and shoko's while you all looked at satoru. you couldn't read his next move with his poker face on, but your instincts were running wild. "satoru." you warned him. "don't do it."
he exhaled as if he was sorry. you knew for a fact that this was not the case. "i'm not one of the strongest by just letting my opponents win." he spoke out and, without mercy, placed the last draw two card of the game on the pile.
geto sighed out in disappointment. "i can't believe it. he's going to do the dance again."
"that's why i said i was going to kill myself, but as expected, no one cares."
you threw your cards on the table, pretty pissed off, and didn't even want to continue the game anymore since it would only further embarrass your defeat. your forehead was on the table, so you only heard satoru's little victory song. "i am satoru, and I'm so cool! and every loser in this room smells like poo!" he finished contentedly. "that song, by the way, was written by six year old me because i was winning every game back then, and i have been doing it ever since."
geto rolled his eyes in annoyance. "of course you do."
"i know, right? i'm just so good at everything and also incredibly hot. it's actually kinda spooky." satoru retorted, deliberately ignoring his friend's sarcastic tone. he then turned his attention to you, whose face was still lying depressed on the table. he nudged your head with his index finger. "you know, if you transferred to our school, we could have this much fun every day..."
that was supposed to be fun? "no thanks, i'm good." you declined without hesitation.
"wait a second." shoko interfered and approached the subject with caution. she didn't know why, but she had a feeling it was a touchy subject. "even if the idea comes from satoru, it might not be such a bad idea, right?"
you lifted your head from the table and looked at the others a little uncertainly. geto joined in as he added. "at least think about it."
it wasn't really something you could decide. your family had nothing against jujutsu schools particularly, but they were very strict about sharing information. training with others outside the family or going on missions and deliberately revealing your own cursed technique was considered taboo. that's why you were homeschooled.
although you had stopped caring about all those unnecessary rules quite a while ago. if you were honest with yourself right now, you were just using your family to avoid the question. "my mom's not a fan of public schools," you finally replied. after everything they did to you, you had every right to use them as an excuse.
satoru didn't back down. "i could talk to your mother and convince her to let you join."
you imagined how that would go and cringed inwardly. "please don't."
if you had to face the core of what was bugging you with the whole thing, it would probably be the fact that you didn't think you were cut out for the jujutsu world. you were born into it and therefore were forced to enter it, but you didn't really want to have to do anything with it on a personal level.
if someone gave you the choice between the life of a normal girl who meets her friends after school to go to karaoke or a girl who had to train after meditating every day only to die young at the hands of an ugly curse, you would choose the first one. maybe you were a bit biased. there were probably some good sides to being a jujutsu sorcerer, but you didn't care, really. you would choose the first option without hesitation.
it's because you would much rather be ignorant than carry all this burden on your shoulders. it just wasn't fair.
though, if i decided to live a normal life right now, i would have to leave them behind as well. you looked up at the three faces, who waited hopefully for a positive answer. before them, i didn't have to worry about who i would leave behind in this scenario, but now...
you sighed. "okay, i will think about it. but it is a maybe for now." you decide to say and see the faces of the three of them light up as if you had said that you had already packed your stuff and would move into one of the free rooms tomorrow.
"yippee!" satoru exclaimed happily and threw his arms in the air.
everyone stopped what they were doing, and the eyes of you three looked at the guilty person judgmentally. "who says yippie after the age of fife? this is so embarrassing." asked shoko, confused.
satoru threw his head back in annoyance. why did you guys always have to destroy his fun to get him down. he didn't deserve this. "sorry, that i'm not some emo who recoils and cringes at the tiniest happy emotion." he spat out annoyed. "go sit in a corner and cry about it if it bugs you that much."
shoko's forehead throbbed with anger. "you little asshole. i hope your teeth fall out."
to be continued...
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