#akemi not buying it

[hastyprovocateur]

They're in a boyband, your honour

The Meteorites

[strawberryjamsara]

Do not separate them

[sad-endings-suck]

so bf of taigen to recover from life threatening wounds, just so he can hike all the way to kohama village from master eiji’s forge, buy the best food you can possibly find there, hike all the way back, and then proceed to promptly plop said food right in front of mizu and watch her eat all of it. dosen’t even blink. those dumplings are a childhood nostalgia food for him and he did not eat a single one. literally recovered from his injuries just enough to leave on his own, solely so he could go get food for mizu, and only for mizu. he didn’t get dumplings for anyone else, not even himself. he hates kohama, but he’ll go walk straight into the village centre that smells like the fish on his dad’s fists, just to purchase the only good thing from his childhood in that place, proceed to enjoy none of it, and offer it all to mizu with absolutely no expectations.

[madokathoughts]

im so glad that my favorite product "I'm just wondering but does Homura look so different at the end of Rebellion? pink marks underneath eyes gone (idk what those are), more bangs, she looks more broken too (her eyes" has been reduced from $159.86 to only $79.93! what a deal!

[tamagoneko]

bunny girls! 🐇 

[anteomnia]

just endlessly thinking about blue eye samurai.

thinking about how akemi, taigen, and mizu are if a coin had three sides or maybe just the two and mizu is the bridge of metal between them.

akemi being the ideal image for women, for the life they endure. she was simultaneously a princess, a prostitute, and a prisoner. her entire life was men making decisions for her, even the ones that had good intentions, and she believed her deepest desire was freedom. it still is, but she has been revealed to this heinous predicament of her gender, and she’s realized that to reach true freedom as a woman is to be the bird in the cage, to play nice and to earn the love of a man until he buys her a bigger cage and a bigger cage until he trusts her not to fly away. and it'll never be true freedom, but it will come with power. it'll come with the freedom of only one master rather than many.

taigen being the ideal image of a man. not all powerful, but not weak. he had a taste of what it'd be to succeed, and when it was taken from him, that easy success, he mistook it for his honor. he hunted mizu down to kill him, and instead he saved him. he saved him and saved him and he came closer to killing mizu when they were on the cliff's edge, and just when he gets to the point where he may actually fight mizu, he's tortured for information on him. he is tortured. Literally tortured within an inch of his life, enduring such a heinous violence, and he refuses to break. this man was a fight, was the torturer, and the victim of his torturing could've been his salvation from pain but he refused. mizu gave back taigen's honor but not by fighting him.

akemi wanted freedom and learned she would need power to have it.

taigen wanted power and learned that the violence that came with it was infinite and dishonorable.

and then there's mizu. mizu who wants revenge, wants acceptance. arguably the same things as them both. mizu wants acceptance, the freedom of living and the freedom to love and be loved. mizu wants revenge, which follows after violence and power, to get said acceptance. she thinks she must do both, have both, to live peacefully, and she's blatant about how she will not live without either.

she's given acceptance with the blacksmith, her "mother," her husband, but she sees the flecks of avoidance in it.

the blacksmith will not hear of her true gender. her "mother" will not acknowledge the crime of her birth. her husband can't find tolerance for the violence within her, the man of her.

and so she has to balance the woman and man of her, the ronin and the bride. taigen and akemi. and it's meeting mizu that they start to unravel their own identities.

mizu, who is both, and akemi and taigen who thought themselves one but turned out to be neither.

god.

[dynsdiary]

━━ wellie elliams

pairings : streamer!ellie williams x reader

warnings : use of yn, mentions of using weed/nic, lowkey self inserted uhh, more focus on ellie than ellie x reader

cr : @idontgetanysleep & @animatedglittergraphics-n-more

a/n : guys i really enjoyed doing this, had a thought of ellie's reactions to read fics about her, her edits (esp with the ai audios, shout out to akemi, i love her) & fan arts

DAILY CLICK

DONT BUY TLOU

WAYS TO HELP PALESTINE

👾 starts off doing streaming just for fun & thinks to herself that no one’s gonna watch it until people actually enjoy watching her play.

🎮 definitely play minecraft and would argue with KIDS on roblox and get competitive with them while playing.

🕹️ OBSESSED WITH FORTNITE LITERALLY A FUNDRAISER TO FORTNITE

👾 definitely would say this "i can cook, clean and carry you on fortnite" to flirt with girls

🎮 she definitely has a cat(s) and people would always want it on the stream

🕹️ i can totally see her raging while playing valorant lolll and would definitely waste money on the skins too.

“okay chat, should i buy it? nah, im just gonna buy it” the chat floods with saying no but will she listen to you guys? no. “okay, i just bought it! watch my aim get better chat” her aim DOES NOT get any better lol but at least the skins are pretty!!

👾 she’s surely shy at first and won’t show her face, hell even her hands !! she just shows what she's playing and just talk

🎮 would try to be social with her “fans” as much as possible cause she likes to hang out with them.

🕹️ would do a face reveal after she hit the milestone!! and people would go CRAZYYYYY. i mean who wouldn’t, right? it’s ellie williams!!!

👾 she probably would be active on twitter more and sometimes on tiktok and rarely on instagram (just to update story and her feed)

🎮 tweet the most unhinged things YET doesn’t get cancelled because somehow all of her tweets are kind of relateable…

🕹️ other than streaming her gameplay she would definitely do some reaction, play her guitar and sing, reviewing things that are so useless & stupid

👾 talking about reactions, SHE WOULD TOTALLY REACT TO THE EDITS, ART AND FICS ABOUT HER (she thought it was funny and some of the fics are BEAUTIFULLY WRITTEN)

smelliewilliams : OH NO SHE KNOWS iloveellie69 : uhh yall better hide !!!! livelaughloveellie : ellie pls dont react to it 😇 simpforels : FOR YR OWN SANITY!! “chat, you’re going crazy” she scoffed. few minutes later… “oh wow, that sure is something! haha uhm…” "the technology is getter scary, how does she makes it sounds like me. like does that not sound like me actually saying it?? it's really impressive" her reacting one of the edits with ai audios that sounds like her “YALL ACTUALLY REALLY GOOD AT DRAWING”

🎮 she appreciates all of your edits, fics and arts! would totally do friday fanarts or something like tom felton would do lol!

🕹️ people BEG her to do vlogs, cause it would be fun and silly vlogs!

👾 her music taste is 👩‍🍳 💋, source? trust me bro.

🎮 people would want her to do a room tour cause somehow she keeps her room clean & tidy but also a really cool room

🕹️ small lights >>>>>> big lights

👾 people would be shocked if they knew how smart ellie is 😭 a major nerd if you ask me ! there's no doubt that she starts to share some fun facts that she knows & takes some online quizzes to prove that she's smart

🎮 would totally go on omegle and just troll or make new friends

🕹️ that is where she met you !!

you were bored one night and decided to go on omegle just for fun and you met her there. although ellie's platform is big, she still doesn't know half of the influencers or streamers so her chat goes CRAZY when she sees you and is like matchalvr : OMG IS TGAT YN ???? smelliewilliams : ELLIE YOURE SO LUCKY justanormalgirl : MY TWO WORLDS COLLIDING “wait a second, are you yn?” she asked ”that’s me” “why is my chat going crazy about you?” her eyes scanned the chatroom. “hold on, you do streaming too?”

👾 started to play with you more and she would occasionally join your stream and support you there if she can't play (since the timezone sucks)

🎮 people start shipping you two and one-day ellie liked an edit of you and her (which is super hot and the audio is boaf? BOAF!! , pls get what i mean 😢) and the fandom went insane

🕹️ the two of you started to get close and plan to meet each other sometime in the future

👾 LOL WOULD TOTALLY DO THE “when the gc makes it to the hang out” TIKTOK, the gc is being JUST the two of you 😭

🎮 she would either have an energy drinks, juice or water on her table.

🕹️ her sleep schedule is FUCKED UP, that’s explaining her dark circle & eyebags.

👾 love when people greet her at public place, she just love meeting her fans

🎮 oh im pretty sure she goes to the twitch con (?) thingy and would probably go with you as your date hehehehehehehhehehehe

🕹️ have figurines and legos displayed in her room

👾 super open about her using weed & nicotine (to sleep)

🎮 is open minded and an open book

🕹️ would do "my anons dark secrets confession" thingy

👾 OH SHE WOULD DO ASMR FOR FUN & people actually enjoyed it lol

🎮 she would play dress to impress with you

🕹️ STREAMING TOGETHER WITH YOUUU

👾 when the two of you are officially dating, both of you wear "i love my hot gf" every single streaming session

🎮 she loves matching bro so matching avatar in games

🕹️ would talk about you 24/7 EVEN WHEN SHE DIDNT MEAN TO

"oh me and my gf just-" , "chat, me and yn are-" elsyngfs : OKAY ELLIE WE GET IT!!!!!!!! ynssimp : i get it ellie, i too would talk abt her a lot ynaalyn : WHERE DO I FIND THIS RS GUYS idwtowatchellie : BRO UR R A LOSER GF smelliewilliams : gosh imagine if they're not ldr...

in conclusion, she's literally a loser lovesick lover girl

REMINDER !!

that neil is a zionist and therefore dont buy his games, doesnt matter remastered or not !!!

before you leave, have you DONATE TO PALESTINE today? ITS FREE TOO !!

[libbyfandom]

Let’s take a look inside Modern!Reader’s Camera Roll! Featuring Mizu and BES Characters

Your and Mizu’s legs tangled together as you cuddle. A movie is playing on the tv in the background.

A blurry picture of Mizu and Taigen in the middle of their weekly smack down. You don’t even remember what caused this one. In the corner you see Akemi leaning in and making a peace sign.

A screenshot of a designer purse you sent to Mizu while swapping ideas for Akemi's birthday gift.

Ringo in the kitchen, proudly beaming as he holds up his newest batch of cookies. There’s flour on his chin and apron.

Video of you zooming in on Mizu sitting on a roof with no visible sign of how she got up there. “How the actual fuck did you do that?” Your monotone “done with my girlfriend’s shenanigans” voice is heard behind the phone. “I climbed.”

Mizu and her adoptive father at a baseball game, wearing matching jerseys, sunglasses, and serious expressions. It’s quite cute.

A mirror selfie from your bed, wearing Mizu’s oversized sweatshirt and leggings.

Nude you sent Mizu while she was at work.

Nude you sent Mizu while she was at the gym.

A video of your locked front door, someone furiously banging on the other side. “I KNOW HOW TO PICK LOCKS, YOU BRAT.”

Akemi helping you wrap Ringo’s birthday presents.

Mizu and Taigen drunkenly hugging each other at a bar, Mizu’s head tucked under Taigen’s chin. (Blackmail material)

Sunset orange sky.

Sunset orange sky.

Sunset orange sky with a slender hand in frame flipping the bird.

Mizu and the boys during a very intense round of Mario Kart. Everyone’s leaning toward the tv, gazes focused. Mizu’s squatting on her seat at the couch.

Your hand holding Mizu’s wrist wearing the pretty silver charm bracelet you got her. Charms: Waves. Katana. Two interlocking hearts. Her birth flower. Moon.

A saved video Taigen sent of everyone but Taigen trying to crawl under a gap in a fence. You are clearly struggling, and Taigen starts to half heartedly pretend to kick at your head. The video lurches sideways violently and cuts off, like someone shoved him.

Screenshot of notes app grocery list.

A video of Mizu laying on you, fast asleep as your hand is in her hair and your thumb gently massages the place behind her ear. The only noise you can hear in the video is the white noise of the mic and her soft breathing.

Group Selfie you took of everyone playing Monopoly, half an hour before Ringo wins in a landslide. The first signs of frustrations are starting to show in several players' faces.

Ringo, looking at the camera with the saddest puppy dog eyes as a hand from out of frame holds up a hand written sign that says “Capitalist” at chest level.

A selfie of you and Akemi out at lunch together. Akemi is halfway through sipping her drink and is making a funny face.

A video of Mizu with her long hair down, swinging it around in a circle as she headbangs to a heavy metal song you still can’t make out the lyrics too.

A video of your lap, thighs squeezed together and shaking as a slender arm from out of frame makes a slow rolling motion from where their hand is hidden under the blanket between your legs.

A video of who you think might be Taigen getting chased by who you think is a screeching Akemi from far away on campus. You keep trying to zoom in but can’t tell. Every student in frame of the video is frozen and twisted around to stare at the scene.

Mizu’s hands filled with all the seashells she collected at the beach.

A little crab on the beach.

The gang eating food at a food truck at 1 am.

Your hand holding a bag of sour gummy candy Mizu really liked so you can remember to buy more later.

A close up of Mizu’s opened mouth, tongue hanging out, showing her new ball piercing, tongue coated and dripping with your cum. She was really impatient for it to heal so she can use it.

Picture of a squirrel on campus!

Mizu sitting on the floor holding Akemi’s new calico kitten up to her face and nuzzling it.

Saved mirror selfie Mizu sent from the gym, squatting in front of the mirror with her hair up while wearing her self cut cropped shirt and biker shorts.

A confused Taigen reaching up to grab the cheap, paper "Drama Queen" crown you just put on his head.

Akemi cutely posing with her hands under her chin with her newly dyed burgundy hair.

An old photo album showing little Mizu with her adopted dad. He double checked Mizu wasn't around when he showed you. The four slightly grainy photos in the shot are slightly different versions of one moment of Mizu being carried on a younger Eiji's hip. She looks unsure at something behind the camera, her little face pinched with that signature little pout she does. Younger Eiji has a slight smile on his face. ("I never liked having my picture taken myself. But I knew she'd need these to remember the versions of who she used to be, and that there are people that want to remember them too.")

Mizu. Sitting at the kitchen table. Just how she is in this moment.

[mt-oe]

𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝘼𝙧𝙚—bandmate mizu hcs

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Hey dears!

I've been listening to an old playlist I made when I still had time to listen to various genres of music and nostalgia hit me in such a good way.

Hope that you will find much fun in these headcanons as much as I had fun writing them <3

Enjoy! Mwa mwa :*

warnings: not proofread, she/her for mizu, implied afab reader

note/s: manager reader; mizu has a crush on you

✦ She plays both electric guitar and bass. She'd be sporting a white Epiphone 1961 Les Paul SG Standard, a graduation gift from her step father. Since it had so much sentimental value to her, she never really got around to replacing it. But when she got her first job, she spent the first few months saving up for her bass which was a Fender American Performer Mustang Bass.

You'll never see her in the studio without it. She even keeps it by her side when everyone's taking a small snack break. It's like they're her babies.

One time Taigen tried playing with it while Mizu was in the restroom and everyone was surprised at how fast she came out of the comfort room to smack him on the head with a force so heavy the smack sound echoed around. With that incident, everyone knew not to touch her instruments.

✦ Dresses up either in the typical oversized shirt and baggy pants...or like Kurt Cobain. You cannot change my mind. End of conversation.

✦ Mizu would be the type of member who has argued or fought with every one at least once. It didn't matter how insignificant the issue was. If she didn't like what she saw or what was happening, she doesn't hesitate to speak up about it. This, of course, led to arguments and fights that you often had to mediate.

Why you? It's because she never really listens to anyone else. If anyone else broke up the fight, she'd fight with them as well.

"Mizu," you sighed out, crossing your arms and staring at her with an unamused look.

When you arrived at the studio, Ringo had immediately informed you that Mizu and Akemi were arguing yet again. The atmosphere inside was so thick, you could probably cut it with a knife. This led you to pulling Mizu out of band practice to have a talk with her.

She leaned against the wall, crossing her arms back. Her head was turned towards another direction, not really able to look at you. "It's her damn fault. Her and her old man," she simply replied, making you sigh yet again.

"I know you're annoyed at her dad for interrupting our practice again but you know you can't argue with Akemi all the time," you responded, unfolding your arms and placing a hand on her shoulder. "We need both of you in this band, y'know?"

Her body tensed up slightly when she felt your hand make contact with her shoulder, a blush forming on her cheeks ever so slightly. Fuck you're so cute. She glanced at you before pushing herself off of the wall, rubbing a hand over her face, seemingly annoyed. "Fine, fine. I'll apologize," she grumbled

You smiled at her, making her glance at you again. "Thanks, Mizu."

When both of you returned inside, she immediately apologized to Akemi like a brat who was scolded. But Mizu knew she'd argue with Akemi again the next time her dad barges in the studio. She's just trying to please you for now.

✦ If she isn't playing, she'll be sitting all by herself, researching about where to buy instruments and paraphernalia or watching recordings of another band's recent gig. Ringo would often join her when he spots her. His sudden appearance often makes her jump. At first, it would just be Ringo talking about his day, then what he ate, then the new songs he discovered from the smart shuffle feature of Spotify to which Mizu would either respond by not saying anything or just nodding.

When Ringo spots her looking for better instruments, he'll start talking about second-hand equipment and old but gold repair shops. Although it seems like Mizu isn't listening to him, you'll spot her checking the seller's profile or going to the shop itself on her free time even if she had no intention in buying anything.

✦ Has the most random playlist among everyone in the band. While everyone had a main genre they stuck to, such as Taigen with grunge, Akemi with pop, and Ringo with country, Mizu just listens to whatever. As long as it sounds good, she adds it to her playlist.

And mind you, she just dumps all the songs in ONE playlist.

You tried listening to it once and hearing AC/DC's Back in Black after listening to Twice's TT followed by bouquet by Ichiko Aoba was not something you'd expect to hear in that order.

She gets embarrassed when she finds out you listened to her playlist but doesn't make it obvious. The next time you look at her profile, you'll find a playlist named "you, it's always you" and it's just filled with love songs and songs about having a crush.

✦ Along with the previous, their opponents during battle of the bands competitions often underestimate her. The other competitors would be so confused because why is this dude listening to Tchaikovsky backstage instead of practicing his rifts?

Mizu was simply chilling backstage, earphones in, listening to her random ass playlist again when a shadow looms over her. She looks up and sees Akemi, staring at her and saying something she could not hear.

She removes an earbud, raising an eyebrow at their vocalist in a seemingly annoyed manner. "Your music is too loud. We can hear it from the dressing room," Akemi points out, crossing her arms. She leans forward and looks at Mizu's phone before letting out an amused huff. "Don't you think listening to Hamilton before the competition is a bit weird?" she asks with a smirk.

The other bands sitting around and eavesdropping on the two whispered, glancing at them. Hamilton? Really? Before a battle of the bands competition? Bud is already throwing away his shot, they thought.

The guitarist simply grunts at her, shrugging her shoulders at her. "This is none of your business. Go warm up or something," she replies before putting her earbud back in and closing her eyes as she leaned back against the chair. Akemi rolled her eyes before walking off, probably to find the rest of the band.

When they get up on stage, everybody already thinks the guitarist doesn't know shit. But man, the look on everyone's faces when she starts playing Chopsuey? Goddamn.

Goddamn.

✦ Unlike the others members, she doesn't actively try to build connections with other bands. Once the competition is over, everyone except Mizu is out their mingling with other bands. You're out there talking with your fellow managers, Ringo is talking about food with the other bands for some reason, and Taigen is out there attracting the other women which leads to Akemi dragging him by the ear. Mizu is just...there.

She finds interacting with other people unnecessary. She also has her moments when she recognizes and wants to talk to someone from another band but she's too awkward to talk to them. What she'll do is just stare at them from a distance and wait for someone to introduce them to her.

"You're burning a hole through their heads," Taigen comments, sitting down next to Mizu on the equipment crate and propping his leg up. Mizu grunts in acknowledgement of his comment but continues to stare at the other band. "They probably think you're a weirdo," he laughs.

She glares at him for a brief moment before looking at the band at a distance again. "They had a gig in the bar near our studio. Pretty impressive," she explains. Taigen nods, now staring at the band too.

The both of them watch as you approached the band of interest, cheery and bubbly. Almost immediately, you were already chatting it up out there.

A manager's skill probably.

Mid-conversation, you felt someone watching you so you turned around, eyes meeting with the two. Your smile widened, making the two of them stand up, knowing what was about to happen. They watched as you talked with the other band again. Suddenly, they looked at Taigen and Mizu's direction and approached them with you by their side.

"And these are my bandmates!" you introduced, moving over to their side. Just as Mizu was about to shake the vocalist's hands, the vocalist from the other band immediately patted her shoulder. "You're that person from one of our gigs! So how was it?"

The introvert in her was thanking you so much.

✦ She's a lady killer, but she's also very awkward when women approach her. As much as Mizu is pretty, Mizu is undeniably very handsome as well. Let's be honest, who wouldn't be attracted to a tall, well-built guitarist with an aloof aura and the sexiest deep voice you've ever heard?

The problem was, she didn't really know how to interact with them. The moment someone tries to hit on her, she's either frozen stiff or already planning her escape.

Mizu could not do anything but stare at what had landed on her feet.

It was a bra. With someone's number on it.

"Call me! Please!" someone from the audience screamed. She looked around in confusion before looking at the article of underwear by her feet with her eyes narrowed. Slowly, she bent down and picked it up, holding it by the straps.

Holy shit these were big.

What the hell was she supposed to do with this? Throw it back to the owner? Poor Mizu was lost. She continued to hold it up awkwardly, trying to figure out what should she do. If you hadn't told her to toss it you, she'd probably still be staring at it by the next song.

And you'd think people would stop doing that, but no. In fact, the amount of women hitting on her backstage increased. The little incident on stage somehow increased her charm with the ladies. Because holy shit...she plays both guitar and bass, both tall and well-built, looks so fucking good in a relaxed fit, can be both pretty and handsome at the same time, has an aloof and mysterious aura, AND she's awkward?? Sign me up. Sign me the fuck up.

✦ Unintentionally gets good venues for gigs. That's why you always bring her with you when talking to the owner of the venue. None of you really know how she does it, but she does?

"For the last time, I'm telling you. We've already booked enough performers for this month," the owner grumbled, glaring at you and your persistence.

You frowned at him, clasping your hands in front. "Please! We just need a gig to fund a new amplifier," you begged, giving the owner doe eyes. To no avail, the old man wouldn't budge...is what you thought.

Mizu saw your frown and knitted eyebrows and decided that it was a good time to approach you. She looked at you before looking at the owner with narrowed eyes, almost like a glare. "Is there a problem?" she asked, stepping forward and closer to the owner, stopping only once she was almost face-to-face with him. Her sharp blue eyes stared at his, piercing through his soul.

The owner stepped back a bit, looking up at her before shaking his head. "No no, we were only uh...talking about which time slot you wanted next week!" he said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head.

Upon hearing this, you immediately perked up and gently pushed Mizu aside. "What? Really?!" you exclaimed, holding on to the guitarist's arm in excitement. The owner nervously glanced back at Mizu, who was still looking at him with the same intimidating stare, before nodding in clear defeat.

After you had negotiated with him, the two of you left with a smile. "That went supeeer well!" you laughed out, looking over at Mizu. "What'd you do anyway?" You grasped her arm, shaking it slightly.

She shrugged, looking anywhere but at you to conceal her blush. "Beats me. I just looked over to see what you were frowning at."

✦ She doesn't like singing even if she sounds pretty good. Everyone in the band, except you, has heard her sing and has tried to convince her to be the lead vocalist for at least one song but is always greeted with a "no" or a "shut the fuck up". She WILL do the back up voice but she feels too insecure about how deep and husky her voice is so it's rare.

You didn't know she didn't like singing though and on one faithful occasion...

You opened the door to the studio and was immediately greeted by the sight of Mizu sitting on the floor with her guitar in hand. The two of you arrived pretty early so the rest weren't there yet. Her guitar was unplugged and it seems like she was looking up songs on her phone.

"Hey..." you greeted her quietly, to which she nodded. "What's up?"

She looked up from her phone before sitting up straight and propping her phone on her thigh, getting ready to play. For a moment, she did not do anything but stare at what was on her phone before looking at you.

"Want to hear me sing?"

You looked at her with wide eyes, a smile slowly tugging on the corner of your lips. Despite her question catching you off guard, it was still a welcomed surprise. You nodded and sat down on the floor next to her, leaning against her slightly.

Her breath hitched upon feeling you so close to her before she slowly relaxed and started strumming on the unplugged guitar. At first, she started strumming a bunch of random chords to calm her nerves. Once you heard the first few chords, you immediately recognized the song.

"If I could begin to be half of what you think of me, I could do about anything..." she sang, strumming on her guitar softly. "I could even learn how to love."

The way she was singing the song so shyly yet so tenderly warmed you up.

Each strum.

Each word.

Each pluck .

It was like she was singing the song with someone special in mind. You leaned closer to her, resting your head against her shoulder, not minding how much it was moving.

She moved her shoulder a bit lower so you could fully rest your head against it, still singing. "Look at you go. I just adore you." She glanced at you for a moment before continuing. "I wish that I knew...what makes you think I'm so special."

A small smile also tugged on her lips as she looked at you. You looked so peaceful. You felt so peaceful. Like you were enjoying your time with her as she continued to sing. "When I see the way you way you look shaken by how long it took, I could do about anything.."

"I could even learn how to love like you"

[localtheorycorner]

Incorrect quotes

Mizu: Before I am a woman, I am a menace to society

Taigen: *Whips his head around* YOU'RE TELLING ME YOU'RE ACTUALLY A WOMAN?!?!

Mizu: Do you have a problem?-

Taigen: OH THANK THE GODS! Now I don't have to have a crisis about being attracted to a man.

Mizu: Wtf-

-

Young Mizu: But Swordfather, how did you know I was a social outcast?

Master Eiji: Child, if you weren't a social outcast, you would not have had to act like a rat and freeload at my house.

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Akemi: *sobbing because of her failed engagement to Taigen*

Ringo: *trying to comfort her* Aw, well I'm sure you can find someone else like him.

Akemi: No, you don't understand. I'll never find someone like him.

Ringo: What was he like?

Akemi: Well, he was nice to me.

Ringo: You could buy a dog...???

Akemi: That's not helping.

Ringo: *Under his breath* At least a dog wouldn't celebrate your engagement at a brothel.

Akemi: What?

Ringo: What?

-

Taigen: I feel as if I've disappointed you.

Akemi: Oh, don't worry Taigen. You already disappoint me on the daily.

-

Mizu: Ringo, did you know that atoms don't touch each other? And since we're made out of atoms, I never actually committed murder?

Ringo: Master, you used a sword to stab people. Not your bare hands.

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Shindo: Abijah, the man I met was no man. He was a monster.

Mizu: I have something crazy to say-

Fowler: Why tf did his ribs break like a woman then?

[olderthannetfic]

Until I read the comments on that one post I had no idea the Bechdel Test was a joke and wasn't supposed to be a serious measuring stick by which you gauged if something was feminist or not. Everywhere I'd ever heard it brought up, it was brought up as a very serious thing, and it was a failure of media if it didn't pass it. I remember the debate about Mako Mori from Pacific Rim and if she was a character you were "allowed" to like as a progressive person despite the fact that Pacific Rim doesn't pass the Bechdel Test, the discourse, the discussion of if the director was sexist for not writing in another woman for her to chat with about non-men related stuff, the camp of people trying to insist that having a fully realized character arc and being as developed as any of the male leads = good writing even if she doesn't talk to another girl...

And I've also had the remark about my writing not passing the test, just not to my face. I searched my fanfic's name once, curious to see if anyone was discussing it outside of tumblr and AO3, and found a Tiktok complaining about it not passing the Bechdel Test. The top comment was "motherfucker YOU don't pass the test but we still watch your ass". I cackled and moved on, but neither the commenter, poster, nor I had any awareness this wasn't Feminist Media Critique 101 theory and was, in fact, a goof.

Right now there's a segment of fandom debating if Blue Eye Samurai is feminist since when Mizu and Akemi talk, they do bring up men, since, y'know. Women aren't considered people with rights in their era in Japan and thus it's something they mention instead of only talking about being cool girlboss badasses who never bring up gender. If something doesn't pass the Bechdel Test, a smug segment of the internet high-fives itself and congratulates one another on being More Feminist Than Thou.

They then get really angry if you disagree, even though by this metric, Sleeping Beauty (the original animated one, where Aurora has only 16 lines of dialogue) is more feminist than Blue Eye Samurai.

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*DYING*

Okay, so, nonnie....

Dykes to Watch Out For (1983-2008) was a long-running comic and major piece of lesbian media. I grew up buying compiled volumes at the bookstore. To be honest, that kind of 90s-ish lesbian culture isn't really my scene despite me being bi, but it was very nice to have this slice of life-y somewhat realistic, occasionally somewhat parody, look at the queer communities around me. It's up there with Tales of the City for me in terms of being a window into a particular culture and time and place.

If anybody is interested in queer history, in addition to looking up factual info, I think a read of the complete Dykes would give a really good overview of how people were thinking about things and what issues came up a lot. You'll see things like Barnes & Noble increasingly putting feminist bookstores out of business in the 90s, attitudes towards porn in lesbian circles—all kinds of cultural issues of the day.

I drifted away as I got later in my teens and found more genre fiction I cared about, but at one point, this comic was a very welcome antidote to the glurgey coming out stories that made up a lot of the more realistic media.

Anyway, here's the comic itself, reproduced in its entirety because I think it's important to actually understand the context.

This is from 1985, so the era of Rambo, Conan, and Death Wish, each of which you can see being made fun of here. It's based on Bechdel's friend Liz Wallace's actual rule for seeing movies.

That's it. That's the origin of this whole stupid test.

"LOL, fuck 80s action movies". That's it. That's the joke.

The fact that blockbusters still routinely fail to pass in the 2020s is shameful, but that was never the point of the strip.

[hastyprovocateur]

I'm certain Mizu killed the iota of hope Akemi had of running away with Taigen if there was any to begin with 😭😭😭 cuz she was like-

"You're begging to eat trash"

"He's searching for you, stubborn enough he'll find you"

"He believes he loves you very much"

"He's not a good man, but he could be a great one"

Mizu's internal monolog was like, Girl, run away with him if you want. He's not all that but he might grow if you put him in water. Your call really. Don't put it on me.

[getosbigballsack]

𝑨 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚 𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓

𝑯𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝒙 𝑾𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑺𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔: 𝑶𝒌, 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚. 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.

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𝑾𝑪: 5.2𝒌

𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖'𝒔 𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝑷𝒆𝒏✯

𝑬𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚❤︎

Ever since that day when you last spoke, or let’s say when you received that text message from Satoru. Your life has been filled with nothing but hopelessness and depression. Gojo has stopped sending you messages. He has stopped calling your phone, and you missed that. You missed the fact that he cared about you so much; he’s called you ten times for the day. 

But now, all that has just upped and walked out of your life, and who is to be blamed? No one but you. You’ve lost your best friend, all because of your pride and too ashamed to tell him that you were pregnant. 

You were going through hell and back, but thanks to Shoko, you had seen some better days for most of your pregnancy. She had helped you move through thick and thin and stayed up with you during the nights when you were feeling too sick from all the ongoing stress in your life. She helped you finally, even got you a little side hustle, you know, working from home, just to earn a bit of money just so that you could provide for yourself and the baby. 

She even got started on buying you baby clothes, a new crib, and other things that you might need whenever the baby got there. You tried to tell her that she didn’t have to go so far out of her way for you, but still, she did it, and you were so grateful for her help. 

Your father would send you occasional calls and text messages to check up on you, some of which you didn’t even take the time out of your day to reply to. You didn’t have much of a reason to talk to him since he just completely left you out in the world on your own to survive with, even sending you as much as a thousand yen for food supplies. 

As for Naoya, he was just the most vile, disgusting human being to have walked the earth. After you announced your pregnancy to him, he just straight-up hated you. The school had allowed you to stay in school because, for one, you were an excellent student there. Two, you were in your final year, and three, your tummy wasn’t showing that much until graduation. 

So, while you were just happily finishing off your final year in high school, your ex-boyfriend made it his duty to make your life a living hell. Whenever he laid eyes on you inside the homeroom, cafeteria (you eat all by yourself now because your friends thought you were a joke), and sometimes the library, he made fun of you, calling you the fat preggo bitch, oversized whale, and the worst one mother of a bastard child. He would tell everyone that the child wasn’t his. He spread a whole rumor about your fucking just to have dinner on the table. 

And to make matters even worse, he was now dating your once high school best friend, Hirayama Akemi. She just added to the pain and embarrassment. She’d call you names, too, she would try to make your trip on purpose, and when you do fall, you’re lucky enough to fall on your knees. And even lucky enough not to have any injuries to both your tummy and the baby. 

Sometimes they both dared to shout whenever you were inside the home room, “Just fucking abort that thing already,” or “Ain’t nobody gonna want a single boy with a bastard child.” 

You were miserable, and you wanted to ask your father to help you out, but he gave no fucks about you, so you turned to Shoko. You cried and begged her to have a word with both Akemi and Naoya, but to no avail, they both kept on with their abuse, and Naoya made it clear that he wanted nothing to do with you and your child. 

Throughout that whole stress and abuse, you still managed to make it to the end of your final year. You knew that you just had to keep fighting; after all, you had no one but Shoko at your side, and if you wanted to have a decent life for yourself and your child, the least you could do was make it to the end of your final year. Yes, and you managed to graduate at the top of your class and are now the valedictorian. You gave one of the most heartfelt speeches; too bad your dad and Gojo weren't there to hear it. 

Truly that was the happiest day of your life. Eight months pregnant with a high school diploma to your name and a possible scholarship to go to college. You weren’t about to let your pregnancy be the end of your life. 

A few weeks had gone by since your graduation, and now you were at full term, just waiting and ready to push out your little ray of sunshine into this world. You remember the day Gojo Kei was born. Shoko had left for work that day, leaving you at home alone with just a few minor contractions. And on top of that, you had a surprise visit from your best friend, Gojo Satoru. 

Flashback

It was around ten that morning, and you were just casually lounging around on the sofa watching a talk show that Gojo had appeared on. He was recognized as the youngest billionaire to have inherited his father's company while still completing his degree in Economics. You always knew that Gojo is a gifted child. He could just do anything that he put his mind to, and running a multi-millionaire company while still attending University was no exception. 

You tried your best to keep up with his success, and even though you were avoiding him, you sent him your love and support, hoping that he could feel it from wherever he was. You missed him deeply, and you just hoped that he maybe accidentally dialed your number. 

“Fuck shit…” you hissed. Your contractions were no joke. It ached all over, and you were just feeling miserable. Anyways, you tried to push the fact that you were in pain just to focus on the television when suddenly you heard a harsh knocking on Shoko’s front door. 

You were a bit startled, but still, you managed to get up from the sofa and slowly made your door. As you were about to open it, you froze in your shoes when you heard a very angry yet worried Gojo calling out for you from behind the door. “Y/N, open the door, and let’s talk.” 

“No… no, he can’t see me like this,” you panicked as you turned to walk away from the door, but Gojo’s voice once again stopped you dead in your tracks. 

“Y/N, Shoko told me that you’re home, so come on, please open the door and let’s talk,” he sounded a bit defeated, and you were feeling a lot guilty because you knew that his desperation and the sound of defeat that clouded his voice was because of you. “Y/N, please.” 

With a heavy sigh, you turned around, swallowed the thick lump in your throat, and slowly opened the door. Once the door was opened, you saw him standing there with a bouquet of lavender and white roses in his hand. He was neatly dressed in a black turtleneck sweater, grey dress pants accompanied by black boots, and a long grey coat. His fluffy white hair was longer than usual, and he also sported his famous and expensive sunglasses. 

He tilted his head to the side to peer down at you while you poked your head through the door. “Hi,” you said as you continued to open the door to reveal your pregnant self to him. 

“Hey,” he said to you back, his eyes never leaving your face even though the door was now fully open. “I missed you. Is this what we do now? I thought we told each other everything. I know your secrets; you know mine. We trust each other, don’t we? So what are you hiding?”

You held your head down in shame, hoping that his eyes would follow. 

“Come on, Y/N; I just got back from America. I didn’t even head home yet. Look up at me and tell me what is going on, oh no.” Yup, his eyes did follow, and now he was standing there, shocked, as he stared down at your pregnant belly. The roses fell from his trembling hands, “No… No Y/N. You’re pregnant. How could…” But his words got shut tight in his mouth the moment you lifted your head to look up at him with those tears of regret and shame streaming down your face. 

You could see it, the look of disappointment and shame riding on his face. Tears streamed down his face from behind his glasses. The whole confrontation with him finding out about your pregnancy was what you wanted to avoid. You didn’t want another person looking down at you with shame. 

“I need a moment,” he said as he turned around to leave and as you were about to call out to him. 

A contraction hit which caused you to scream out in pain, and not a moment later, you felt water running down your leg and onto the carpet. Gojo turned around, his eyes widening behind his glasses when he saw the puddle of water at your feet. “My water… help me.” 

Your water just broke. 

“Shit,” he said as he rushed towards you to walk you back inside of the house. 

But you stopped him, “No, take me to the hospital, please.” 

He swallowed thickly, then responded. “Ok, do you need anything, and do you want me to call anyone.” 

"The baby bag is on the couch, and just call Shoko," you said. He nodded and dashed inside to fetch the baby bag from the sofa before exiting. You locked the home with the key you kept in your bra for whatever reason before the two of you headed to his car. He helped you sit comfortably in the backseat, and then he locked the door and got inside the driver's seat then took off.

“Shoko,” you heard him say. You looked into the rearview mirror and saw that he had his phone pressed against his ear. “I’m heading to the hospital with Y/N. Uhm, why didn’t you tell me that she was pregnant?” he took a glance at you and shook his head before turning his attention back to the road. “She’s in fucking labor right now, Shoko, and I’m fucking scared and confused right now. Aren’t you going to call the baby’s father?” 

“T-Toru, he doesn’t,” you tried to speak, but then the contractions hit again. 

“Fuck, it’s ok, Y/N; we’ll be there soon,” he informed you. 

It wasn’t long, though. He got you to the hospital in about fifteen minutes, and when he got there, Shoko was already at the front desk with a wheelchair, just waiting for your arrival. She had already gone ahead to fill out your forms, and now what was left for you to do was to add your signature, which you added later when you were stripped from your clothes and dressed in a hospital gown. 

They also requested Gojo to fill out some paperwork, possibly thinking he was the father. As you were about to tell them that he wasn't and that he didn't need to fill out any papers, he already had the pen in his hand and the paper on his lap, filling out the necessary details. After he was done, you saw him hand the nurses the papers and take a seat on the chair beside the bed that you were now on. 

You recall him tilting his head to stare at your enlarged stomach, then asking, "Where's Naoya? Are you going to contact him?" You bowed your head in shame once more. You were too embarrassed to tell him that Naoya didn't want anything to do with you or your kid, who was desperate to get out. He sighed heavily, and as he was about to question you again, your contractions hit, which quickly alerted the nurses to your bedside. A doctor, the OB, was also at your bed checking your vitals and so on. 

After they finished examining your vitals and other details, the OB informed you that you were already fully dilated. They asked you how long you had been feeling contractions, and you informed them based upon the information they told you that you had been in labor for more than six hours, and your water just decided to pop when you were almost fully dilated. 

Anyways after that, they all got themselves prepared for the birth of their child, and once they were done, they asked Gojo if he wanted to stay or leave. He was confused, and didn’t know what he wanted to do. But when he looked at your face and heard you whisper, “Don’t go,” he just knew that he had to stay with you. 

… 

The birth of Gojo Kei took a while. You were having such a hard time giving birth to your baby boy. 

During the delivery process, you remembered how hot and sweaty your body felt. The pain ripped and coursing it was through your body with every push and every breath you took. Your legs trembled and tried to snap shut whenever that uncomfortable pressure and pain started to form between your legs. You were crying, your nails digging into Gojo's hand as he held onto you, trying his best to encourage you and comfort you. “I can’t do it,” you remembered crying at one point, but thankfully Gojo was there by your side, whispering, “Come on, Y/N, one big push and it’ll be all over,” or “That’s it, take deep breaths and then push. The baby is almost here.” 

His words, along with the kind OB words of encouragement, in exactly 10 minutes, you gave birth to your beautiful baby boy Kei. 

“Oh God,” you cried when the baby finally came out, and he started crying. Happiness, joy, relief, sadness, and a whole bunch more emotions came pouring down at you all at once. 

“Here, take your baby,” the OB said to you with a smile gracing their face as they laid the baby on your chest. “It’s a boy; congratulations.” You smile while more tears continue to stream down your face. Words could not describe the overwhelming sense of feeling that you were currently experiencing as you listened to your son continue to cry. You couldn’t believe it with your own eyes, you were now a young mother of a beautiful baby boy, and it was going to be your job to nurture him, protect him, love him, and do everything else that was within your power to ensure that he grew up to be the happiest and most beautiful human to have walked this earth. 

You looked across at Gojo, who was beaming and crying as he stared at your kid. As depressed and disheartened as he may be right now. Seeing you give birth to such an innocent infant caused tears to build up in his eyes. Your son is gorgeous, and as he sat there admiring the baby, he couldn't help but think that he'd do everything for the little child in your arms. 

“He’s beautiful, Y/N,” he whispered. “You did such a good job.”

“Thank you,” you whispered as you rubbed your finger over your baby’s tiny head. “My son, my little sunshine.”

And truly, Gojo Kei is a ray of sunshine and hope in your life. 

Time Skip.

You've probably spent approximately 30 minutes with your newborn infant after birth. However, it appears that you had fallen asleep from fatigue after pulling out your breast to give your baby his first feed. 

So now, after maybe resting for an hour or two, your eyes were slowly opening and taking their time to adjust to the light inside the room. Once your eyes were fully opened, you saw Gojo sitting on a chair that was next to your bed, with your newborn baby on his naked chest. “He’s such a cutie,” you heard a voice speak slowly before a hand reached out to touch your son’s cheek. 

You looked and saw that Shoko was the one who was caressing your son’s cheek. You groaned a bit, and that caught their attention. 

"Hey!" Shoko said with a smile on her face. "Your baby is so beautiful. You did such a good job." 

"Thank you," you said, smiling at her weakly. You turned to look at Gojo, but his expression was a bit hard to read. He didn't say anything to you; he only watched as your son took a small breath as he slept peacefully on Gojo's chest. 

"They're having a bit of skin-to-skin if your wonder why he has the baby," Shoko informed you. "They said that it would be nice if the baby could do skin-to-skin with his father." 

Your eyes widened, "But he's not…." 

"Shoko?" Gojo called out before you were able to finish the sentence. She turned to look at him. "Can you leave for a moment? I need to talk with Y/N." 

"Uhh yeah, sure. I'll just let the nurse know that you've woken up," and with that said, she left you alone with Gojo. 

You swallowed a bit while you sat up on your bed. You reached out for your baby, but instead, he gave you a look that you know all too well. He knew something, and he wasn't pleased with what he had heard. 

"So, are you going to tell me what happened with Naoya? Shoko told me that you two didn't see each other anymore. What happened?" He asked. 

"It's complicated," you said, trying to end the conversation faster than it already began. 

"Come on, Y/N, don't give me that. Tell me what happened," he pressed on. You closed your eyes and sighed a bit. You knew that; eventually, you were going to have to tell him what happened between you and Naoya. 

So with that said, you told him everything. You told him how you ended up pregnant, how you found out that you were pregnant. You told him about the argument you had with your father the day you found out that you were pregnant. 

You also told him that you never ran away from home. Your father just kicked you out, and that's how you ended up at Shoko. You went on to tell him how Naoya reacted when you told him about the pregnancy and how Naoya made your life miserable after that. You told Gojo all the nasty names that Naoya called you; you told him that Naoya told you that he didn't want to father a bastard child, even though you knew that the child belonged to Naoya. 

You held nothing back; you told him everything. After you were done, you as he blinked back his tears before asking, "Why didn't you say anything? We had conversations multiple times before you decided to cut me off; why didn't you just tell me?" 

"Because I felt tired and so ashamed. I didn't know what to say. I didn't want you to shame me and abandon me like my dad did. I didn't want you to be angry at me. I didn’t want you to feel like I've disappointed you," you explained. 

He sighed, "How do you think I feel now?" You said nothing. "I'm not gonna sit here and tell you that I didn’t expect better from you, but at the same time, you're my best friend, and regardless of what happens, I will always be there to support you." 

"I'm sorry. I was scared," you whispered. "I made a mistake, and I regret it deeply." 

"Now come on, I don't wanna hear that," he said to you. "Scoot over," and you did as you were told. You watched as he slowly stood from the chair and sat down on the bed beside you. "Your son is not a mistake. He's a blessing. Just look at him; he's beautiful," and indeed, your son is truly beautiful. "Instead of regretting what you did, learn from it and grow. Do what is right this time, and just now, I'll be there with you, watching and helping you take the necessary steps you need to take to grow." 

"Satoru…" you said his name before bursting into tears. You didn’t know what to say, but God, it seems as if he knew what to say. 

"Just remember that I love you, you're my best friend, and I'll always be there for you no matter what," with that said, he lay next to you, wrapped his arm around your shoulder while keeping the baby close to his chest and then kissed your forehead. "I will always be there for you." 

"Thank you," you whispered. 

"Ah, I see you're awake," a nurse said, smiling ear to ear when she saw Gojo lying down on the bed together next to you. "Have you decided what the baby's name is?" 

"His name is Kei," you said, smiling. 

"Yeah, his name is Gojo Kei," said Gojo. You looked up at him in shock. 

"You didn't have to," you whispered. 

"But I want to."

… 

You were discharged from the hospital the next day. They said that Kei was a healthy baby and you're happy that he is in good health. 

Gojo wanted to take you home, but he had to leave to take a shower and get some food for both you and him.

So Shoko left work early and drove you back home. She helped you inside the house and took you to the room, then went back for your baby bag. 

After that, she helped you change out of your clothes, helped you shower, and also helped you to get dressed, and then she left, saying that she had to go back to work, but Gojo should be on his way soon. 

So while you waited, you decided to wipe your baby down and then breastfeed him in hopes that he’ll fall asleep. 

A few Moments later. 

“Hey,” Gojo said as he entered the room with a bag thrown over his shoulder. He threw it on the floor and quickly walked over to your bed, and sat down beside you. “Are you hungry? I bought us some food. It’s in the kitchen.”

“Ok, thanks. I’ll go get it when I’m done,” you said to him.

“Can I hold him?” he asked. 

"Of course," you replied, and he smiled. He swiftly removed his shirt and lay on the bed with outstretched arms, waiting for you to place the baby on his chest. You giggled as you pulled Kei from your breast and laid him on Gojo’s chest. 

“He’s so tiny,” Gojo cooed as he rested his hand on the baby’s back. 

“I’ll go grab something to eat,” you said as you fixed your boob back into your clothes before standing up from the bed. Just as you were about to exit the room, Shoko came barging in with the meals in her hand. 

“I left my phone,” she said as he handed you the meals. “I love to see my nephew, but I have got to go to work for real, or they’ll fire me,” and with that said, she left. 

You closed the door and went back to bed with the meal, “Have you had anything to eat yet?” you asked him. 

"Not much, but it'll have to wait," he explained. You hummed before extracting the meal from the bag and starting to eat while Gojo observed your infant. After you finished, you left to dispose of it, then returned and lay down alongside him. 

You have a lot of ideas going through your head right now. You have so many questions for Gojo as well. You had so many topics you wanted to discuss. But first, you must maintain your cool. It was foolish to be concerned about such things when you had just had a baby. 

You started humming a melody in your head and closed your eyes to sleep. But then you felt Gojo's arm around your shoulder, drawing you closer to him. He kissed your brow, stroked your shoulder, and whispered, "Y/N?" 

"Yeah?" you said sleepily. 

“I’ve been thinking, and I was wondering if you maybe want to move in with me?” 

“What?” you asked as you opened your eyes to see him staring down at you. 

“Let’s move in together,” he repeated. 

“What? Why?” you asked while staring at him in shock. 

He swallowed thickly, took a deep breath, then answered, “I like you. I've always liked you more than what you think. Forgive me for sounding like an asshole, but the day you got together with Naoya, I was jealous because I liked you first. I made a mistake by not pursuing you when I had the chance, and now I want to make things right.” 

“Satoru… what… I,” you stuttered, but he shushed you by kissing your forehead. 

“You… I mean, we have a son now. He has my name, and I signed the birth certificate, so legally I’m his father. We can start our family and raise him together. I mean, that’s what you’ve always wanted, right? A little family,” he said while smiling down at you. 

“But I can’t let you take up a responsibility that is not yours. I’ll feel guilty if you do,” you whispered. “I can’t let you father Kei.” 

"If I don't do it, who will?" he wondered. He waited for you to respond, but after a minute or two, you remained mute. He knew you already knew no one would step up to help you care for your son. And when he said "no one," he referred to Naoya. “You and I both know that he wants nothing to do with Kei.”

“Satoru… it just feels so unfair for you to do this for me,” you said to him. And truly, it was unfair for him. But did he care about that? Absolutely fucking not. “I just can’t let you…”

“Hey, Y/n. Remember what I said yesterday? You’re my best friend. I love you, and I’ll do anything for you, and fathering Kei is nothing compared to what I’ll do for you. I meant what I said about us moving in together and starting our little family.” 

Tears began streaming down your face, and he removed his hand from your shoulder to wipe them away. “I’m scared, Satoru. I mean, what if Kei found out that you’re not his biological father? How are we going to deal with this? How is he going to react? I’m confused and scared, Satoru. I’m really scared.” 

“Hey! Y/N. Kei is only a few hours old. We can worry about all of that later when he gets older, and we’re ready to have that conversation with him. Let’s just take it one step at a time and focus on what’s important now, and that is to do our best to raise our son to be a beautiful, kind-hearted, and happy human being. Ok, let’s do that first, and anything else that comes after, we'll deal with that too,” he assured you. 

“Ok,” you whispered before snuggling into his side.

“Ok.”

End of Flashback.

Ever since that day, your life has turned around for the better. Gojo is an amazing father to your child. He loved him as if he were his own, even though he was, legally, that is. He never once brought up the fact that Kei wasn’t his biological son to anyone who asked about Kei, and those who knew said nothing about it. 

All that mattered was that they saw that Gojo had nothing but love for your son, and that’s all that there was to it. As for your relationship with him, the week you moved into his apartment, he wasted no time asking you to be his girlfriend. You accept it, but at the same time, it feels as if you pressured him into making such decisions. But over time, you grew to understand that Gojo just does whatever feels right to him. 

And God, Gojo is such an amazing boyfriend to you. He treated you the way Naoya never treated you. He was gentle, kind, and a good listener. His touches were soft and gentle; his kisses were sweet and slow and breathtaking. And as for the sex, ugh! We’ll get back to that in a moment because a few months after he asked you to be his girlfriend, he wasted no time asking for your hand in marriage. You were probably dating him for about four months when he asked you to marry him. 

You were shocked; it took a whole week to say yes to him. It was funny because he knew you wanted to say yes, but at the time when he popped the question, you were just in a state of shock. But yeah, after the marriage proposal, you originally told him that you wanted to wait until after marriage to have sex with him. But then, dealing with PPD and, of course, he was finishing up his last year of University, you were beginning to feel a bit insecure about your body, and you were starting to worry that he may or may not want to have sex with you. 

But damn, did he prove you wrong when you told him about the issue you had. (A/N: I, Toniann, the author, may even write a whole story for this part.) 

Yup! That morning when you woke up and demanded that he had sex with you, he had to slap his hand over your mouth to keep you from waking up the baby as he continued to work your body out with his shaft. Hm! We’ll leave the smut alone for a different day, so let’s move on. 

You both got married when Gojo graduated from Uni and now you were on your way to attend a college you got accepted to to study Computer Science. Yeah, things were looking up for you. You had a beautiful wedding, and that memory of you walking down the aisle in a beautiful dress towards your husband, who dressed up nicely too, will forever live on in your memory. Funny enough, Kei was one year of age at the time, and You were 18, almost 19.

After marriage, Gojo moved his family into a beautiful modern villa. It was too big, as a matter of fact, but hey, you’re not complaining because after what happened the night you both went on your honeymoon, you knew that in due time, this house would be too small for you, him and the rest of the kinds that he is bound to give to you. 

Anyways, when Kei turned two years old, Naoya suddenly turned up out of nowhere, asking if he could see Kei and get to know him. You asked him why, only to find out that he had cancer and he may or may not survive his chemotherapy. You were unhappy that something like this had to happen, but you were more than happy to let him spend time with his son. 

Your baby was happy to meet his father, always babbling about how fun Naoya was, and it was to the point where you thought that Kei would neglect Gojo being his father, but that was far from the case. Even though Kei grew to care for Naoya and accept that he was his father, he loved Gojo more. And that was evident because Kei didn’t call Naoya daddy. He called Gojo daddy. Kei doesn't tell Naoya that he loves him. No, he tells that to Gojo. And the list continues.

Fortunately, Naoya survived his cancer treatment, and now he is doing much better. He was around and spending time with Kei now, and even paying a hefty amount for child support, even though you didn’t need it because, well, Gojo, he’s already doing a fine job at caring for Kei. 

Now here you are today, happily married to Gojo with a four-year-old son and another baby on the way. 

“Here you go, baby,” your husband said, snapping you out of your thoughts and handing you your bowl of mangoes and lime. “Kei, do you want me to feed you milk, or do you want to do it yourself.” 

“I no want you to feed me, I… big boy… I do it, self,” Kei said before taking his bottle from his father's hand, wiggling out of his hold, and running off to open his new toy. 

“What did you get him?” you asked Gojo. 

“A new toy truck, the one that he’s been asking for yesterday,” Gojo answered as he sat beside you and wrapped his arms around your shoulder. 

“You spoil him too much, you know,” you said to him while giggling. 

“Well, someone’s gotta do it,” he chuckled, and you shook your head. You both watched as Kei yanked the truck from the bag before tossing his bottle to the side to scream. “Kei, pick up your bottle and drink your milk.” 

“I don’t want more,” Kei answered, then he started to play with his truck. 

“Kei?” Gojo called out to him. 

But Kei merely shook his head before retrieving his bottle from the floor, getting up with it and his toy, and walking up to Gojo, then laying the bottle in his lap. “I said no more…”

“Ok, Ok…” Gojo chuckled before taking the bottle from his lap and resting it on the coffee table. 

“He takes after you,” you said to him. 

“Nuh huh, that’s you. He’s got your attitude,” Gojo said before leaning down to kiss your lips.

It was slow and sweet, but that sweet kiss came to an end when Kei yelled, “Uh oh.” You pulled away to see Kei covering his eyes with his hand. “Mommy and Daddy kiss again.” 

And Gojo burst out laughing. 

God, Kei’s really a true blessing in your life. 

Thanks for reading. 

Side note: Kei is a name of Japanese origin that can be either masculine or feminine. Meaning “blessed,” “respect,” or “joyous,” this name is sure to remind the baby to appreciate all the good things in life.

@getosbigballsack 2023

[ratcash-wasgud]

𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎𝙼𝚘𝚖!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝙼𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚗!𝙼𝚒𝚣𝚞

Hey heyyyy. I know I'm not doing the shit I'm supposed to, but this has been on my mind for so long, and I CANNOT get it out.

Mizu hated her job. Working in a busy restaurant as a waitress is honestly exhausting, especially when someone is kind of masculine presenting. Sometimes she thinks that college isn't worth enough to suffer through this. Rude comments from middle aged customers about how she's not feminine enough, no tips from men since they usually think she's one of them until she speaks up, and little kids asking "are you a boy or a girl" are part of her daily rutine. But still, there is one good thing about her job. You.

She usually shares a shift with you, and you happen to be her polar opposite. You're cheery, optimistic and seem to be always shining. You're always there when she drops a plate, apologize in her place, and help her clean it up. You seem to be young too, almost her age. During some of the shared breaks, you told her you're four years older than her, and never managed to finish college. Why? You got pregnant.

You briefly told her about it once. You did really well on an exam, and went out to celebrate. You got really, reaaaaly drunk. Since there was this guy, who was paying for your drinks, you went all out. The next thing though was that you woke up in an unfamiliar apartment, naked. You did a test the moment you got home, and found out you were pregnant. You dropped out to get a full time job, to afford this baby, because you weren't able to get rid of it, and when your snob parents found out, they cut contact with you. Now you're still raising your two year old daughter, Charlie.

You're stronger than anyone Mizu ever met. When she learned that you're a mother, she suddenly understood why are you so motherly. Why are you so warm. You have practice in treating children, and even if Mizu doesn't know it, she is still one on the inside. And an angry one at that.

And with the though that you are a mother, she fell in love with you. Your gentleness, your kind nature, the way you unintentionally coo at her when she's grumpy...it all just made her crave your presence. You never gave her more than a hug though aside from those rare pets on her head her when she does something really well.

She knows she shouldn't think about stuff like this, and it's not even her place to even have the though, but...you were with a man once. You never talked about anything else that could give her a hint about any of your previous or ongoing romantic interests, and that frustrates her. Akemi always tells her when she meets a guy, or Taigen when he manages to hook up with a girl...even Ringo told her about this pretty girl at the local bakery he really likes visiting. So why not you? Do you not have anyone? Ever? You probably don't like raising your kid alone, so why don't you try dating? Or dating her, to be specific. But, to cut this short, as far as she knows, you're straight.

"Oh God, we're sorry." You give a customer an apologetic smile as you kneel down on the ground to pick up pieces of a cup Mizu had just dropped. "The next drink is on the house. Again, we're sorry."

Mizu crouches down beside you, and she starts collecting shards too in silence. When the both of retreat to the kitchen, Mizu stops your hand when you're about to add a drink to your own tab. "What are you doing?"

"I told them the next drink is on the house." You say, raising an eyebrow. Mizu feels your pulse as she holds your wrist.

"Yeah, so why are you writing it to your name? I dropped the cup." She says, her tone harsh and unfriendly as ever.

"Because you already had to pay for that rude man's stew the other night. I can't let your paycheck get reduced to a single penny." You give her a slight smile and a small chuckle. You're too good to her. She keeps messing up, and you're the one cleanig up her mess.

Still, Mizu takes the pen from you and writes the drink under her name. "Buy Charlie something on your way home instead. Tell her it's from the weird woman from work." She sighs.

It's worth it. Completely. The smile on your face after she does that is just too much for Mizu to handle. "Why don't you give her the treat yourself? The daycare is close to the bus top you usually wait at, so you could come with me to pick her up."

So, that's how she ended up here, holding Charlie's small little right hand as you hold the left while the little girl literally toddles, on your way to your apartment.

Mizu was never good with children. She found them annoying and useless. But she had to admit...Charlie was adorable. The little girl was really your kid. She had the same mannerisms, even if she was barely able to speak.

"Then, the bug...got on my face. And then, I was screaming. Mean bug." Charlie mumbles endlessly as they walk. You, on the other hand, seemed to be really invested in the story, as you smile oh so sweetly at Charlie, and nod along to the story.

After that, Mizu ended up at your place somehow. She didn't want the moment to stop, so she just...kept walking with the two of you. It was so comforting, she couldn't let it go.

She watched you coo at your child as you fed her, waited obedientlyin the living room when you gave her a bath, helped you pick up her toys, and even did the day's dishes.

But it has gotten late. She should go home now...home. She feels like she found home tho. She doesn't want to leave.

"Hey..." Mizu starts as she picks up her bag. "Thanks for...you know, introducing me to Charlie." She murmurs.

You chuckle at her. "She really likes you. She was even more chatty from usual."

...

"What about you?"

"Hm?"

"Do you like me?"

She slowly takes your hand. She can't stand this endless longing anymore. She wants to be by your side, to help you raise Charlie, to make your life just a little easier. She wants that more than anything.

"It's okay if you don't like me yet...I should earn your love." Mizu says, looking down at the ground.

"Mizu..." Your gaze softens, your fingers wrapping around hers.

"But I will earn it." She says, now determination filling her eyes. "I will show you how good I'd be for you. And for Charlie. So wait for me, until I can prove myself. But be ready for me."

And with that, she's out the door. Her steps are light and fast as she enjoy's the night breeze hit her face. She can't help but smile. She feels free.

She now, has something in her life...something to look forward to. She can't wait to be part of that family.

You look at the now closed door that she just walked through, and smile softly to yourself.

"What a child..." You whisper to yourself with a small chuckle.

[dollidot]

modern mizu hcs

solely based on my au and my concept of her !! I love my loser babygirl so much

she's REALLY tall. like 6'1 or something. this is sorta canon but I just would like to reinforce it because she is 80% leg and I love her for it.

her love language would be acts of service but she is VERY big on physical touch, bby is touchstarved af

she's a bassist but she also enjoys singing. she doesn't do it often but boy is she good.

adding to the above I also think she does really good at roars eg that one part from blessed be by spiritbox

REALLY likes the snapcube sonic dubs and quotes them regularly

swordfather has many pictures of 12-16 year old mizu in her emo phase and shows them off to anyone who visits home

she really likes tea but absolutely hates coffee.

she absolutely despises buying from big chain companies because she hates the rich and privileged white men who control society

cooks really well but almost never eats

when she does eat, she EATS. she'll go hungry for three days and then eat an entire fridge worth of food in two hours

she has to take supplements for everything imaginable and whoever's cooking has to sneak them into her meal like dogs with pills in peanut butter

she hates dogs. I feel like the only dogs she'd like would be malamutes, huskies, or german shepherds cause girl me too

really loves fish though. she spends all her time at the closest aquarium and everybody there knows her by name

owns SO many button up shirts. yk those multicoloured ones yeah she wears those, hawaiian shirts too

collects vinyls and cassette tapes and owns a walkman

drives a 1979 baby blue impala given to her by swordfather for her 18th birthday

she did the paintjob herself and is very proud

goes on really elaborate rants about sonic lore

collects sonic merch but especially likes merch of shadow, rouge and blaze because they're her favourites

has eyebrow piercings on both brows and snake bites

to add to the above she takes great care with her eyebrows, she shapes them regularly

she does not, however, have any other routine to do with her appearance. she washes her face and calls it a day

when she was about 16 she watched princess mononoke for the first time and has been an AVID studio ghibli fan since

writes poetry every so often, especially when she has feelings for somebody. her poems either sound like fall out boy lyrics or something written by a philosopher (same thing icl)

smells like expensive cologne and smoke from working with vehicles and shit

curses like a sailor. not a minute goes by where she isn't effing and jeffing all over the place

doesn't smoke except when she's REALLY drunk

absolutely hates parties. taigen being a frat boy she gets dragged to tons, in which she drinks herself into a coma and wakes up on akemi's couch the next day surprisingly not hungover

despite being quiet af she has a reputation on campus for being absolutely amazing at arguing with people who've either pissed her off or heard her yelling at taigen (a common occurrence)

got excluded from high school for a week as a sophomore because she tripped taigen down the stairwell and it ended in 5 kids being hurt not including taigen

[missviviii]

a/n: god i am being hit by both sleepiness and sickness LMFAOOO

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“My Home”

warning(s): none

summary: Life at home after marrying your beloved darling.

mizu x reader

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Marrying Mizu was the happiest day of your life, especially since she fought for your hand against some nobleman. You tend to stay at home for often than travel with her, but she always made sure she’d come back to you whatever the situation might be.

You’ve met her friends—Taigen, Akemi, and Ringo—and you’ve found them to be very..well interesting in their own ways. Personally, you didn’t like Taigen, perhaps because he always tried to fight Mizu right after she got stitches over some wound.

You were sewing beside the fireplace, waiting for Mizu to get back from the city because she had to go pick up something and your home was a bit far away from the city. This was how life was usually, you would tend to her wounds and cook food while she cleaned up the house and went on errand runs for you while also defending you whenever needed. It may not be as fancy as it was before, but you both were happy.

“I’m home, my love,” Mizu said as she opened the door, the bag of groceries and other things you told her to get in hand. You hummed and nodded, turning around and smiling at her while she puts away the things.

She sat down right behind you, legs encasing yours and trapping you with her arms around your waist while she laid her head on your shoulder. “I got something for you,” Mizu murmured as she took something out of her pocket. It was a beautiful gold hair pin with pink flower petals and a matching hair comb. You gasped, taking it from her hands and admiring it.

“Mizu! Wow, you know you don’t have to do that for me, I’m already happy with what I’ve got,” you said as your fingers trace the pink blossoms on the hair pin, admiring the pink and red gems embedded on it as well.

“You do know I’m going to ignore you every time you say that, right?” Mizu rolled her eyes as she nipped your neck, earning her a light smack on the thigh as she chuckled and playfully gave your thigh and a squeeze. “I’m serious, my love. I don’t care what you say, I’m buying you gifts I know you’d like.”

You rolled your eyes, scolding her for spending so much money on you when you told her she didn’t have to do that. You were fine with what you have, especially because Mizu was by your side. But Mizu insisted, and she eventually wore you down. “Ten seconds to go eat your dinner before I chase you around with a wooden stick,” you threatened as she attempted to tickle you.

“Alright, alright, m’lady!” Mizu chuckles as she stood up and walked over to the table and sat down with you by her side. Your cooking was always the best, especially after a long night of working and being outside. “Love you, darling”

“Love you too, Mizu.”

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a/n: ksjdnwksjsw I’m done