#i always love when a teenage girl character gets to be angry and messy

[weaverofink]

stephanie brown aka my favorite cringefail bisexual

[blooming-violets]

Talk Shop Tuesday! What do you love most about writing Peter Parker?

Does Andrew Garfield count as an appropriate response? 🥵 But really I have such vivid memories of being 19 or 20 and going to the theaters to see The Amazing Spider-Man and falling absolutely head over heels in love with Peter Parker. I knew I always liked Spider-Man but it wasn’t until AG that I became obsessed. He was written for the girlies. He was written to be fallen in love with. And that is just what I did!

I like that Andrew’s Peter is the most sarcastic and funny, I like how fluid and expressive he is in his Spidey suit, I like how emotional he is. I like that he cries and yells at May when he’s upset, and gets into fights and comes home beaten up, and feels anger and pain and tries to repress it from everyone because that is such a teenage boy thing to do. But he also comes home, covered in bruises and beaten up with a box of eggs for May bc he didn’t forget even though he clearly went through some shit. I like that he shows up to meet Gwen’s parents with a bouquet of flowers for her mother. Even if those flowers are squished and he showed up at her bedroom like a weirdo because she didn’t even know he was Spider-Man at that point. I like that he gets into an argument at the dinner table with Gwen’s father over cops and their stance on Spider-Man and crime…acab Peter Parker. I like that he’s obsessed with Gwen in a way that only a first love can really be with those enamored heart eyes at the pretty girl sitting next to him in class. I like that she died and he lost the most important thing in the world to him. I like that he skateboards but not very well. I like that he purposely stands up for a little kid being bullied and then walks him home afterwards because he’s about defeating bullies no matter how big or small. And he cares about children and their safety. I like that he doesn’t attend George Stacy’s funeral, at a time when his girlfriend needs him the most in the world, he lets her down. I like that he spent the time to write a giant confession of love across the Brooklyn bridge for Gwen because he’s such a sappy romantic who adores his partners. He’s just so fucking human. Messy mistakes and all, he’s just a teenage boy trying to be a hero but not really knowing how and figuring it out along the way. A coming of age story.

Basically, Peter is a baby boy but also complex and very easy to write as either a fluffy adorable sweet angel or as a dark depressing closed off angry character. He’s also horny as hell. He’s a Spider-Man that fucks 😂 He really gives it all to us and as a writer you can chose any aspect of his personality to find a little niche with in the fandom. There will always be someone, somewhere, who loves whatever version of tasm Peter you decide to write. 🥰

[kitkatopinions]

Opinions on blake In general?

Blake.... Is a complicated one. XD

I love V1-5 Blake, I love her passion and her messiness and the fact that she's an abuse victim, but not a perfect uwu sad eyed one that's always sympathetic. I love that she stands up for herself and others, I love that she struggles to get close to people but is so actually caring and is just misguided due to her self-worth issues and that she learns and grows in volumes four and five and stops trying to push people away. I love that even though I wish it was explored more, we see Blake start opening up more to her team and trying to trust them before the Fall of Beacon throws things off for her again, I love that we see the actual effects of what Adam put her through, but that they never defined her and she always was strong and she always was ready to tell people when she thought they were wrong. And I even like things like her moral code which I thought made her a more interesting character, and I know it isn't popular in my circle of rwde but I even like the 'secret nearly princess' angle. Although I hate how her parents were done, Blake actually being this important person who didn't take the chance of a somewhat leisurely life and instead chose to spend her time freedom fighting for years as a homeless teenager? To me that's a good idea with bad execution. Blake being an imperfect character with so much good to her made her so interesting!

V1-5 Blake (V4-5 mostly) suffered from the writers' completely not caring about physical aggression between allies/friends/romantic prospects (like Nora hitting Ren and Qrow hitting Oz and Yang hitting Blake,) and primarily from the writers complete refusal to write the anti-faunus/racism angle well. While I don't agree with the people who say Blake's life was super great and easy and she never fought Grimm and never faced anti-faunus discrimination I do think that if they were going to portray Blake as more privileged than most of her fellow Faunus we see (having her parents safe, having a home to go back to, her parents being wealthier than most Faunus we've seen, having her able to hide her Faunus traits) then they should've addressed that. And the writers making Blake yell at her fellow Faunus that they're actually hurting themselves and that they need to help the humans who oppress them and prove that they're nice enough to not be a threat to the white people I mean the humans... It's so messed up. I get why a lot of people can't see past that. But like with Sun dismissing the White Fang as horrible jerks despite it being prior to their acts of terrorism, I try to chalk it up to 'how the writers use POC coded characters to verbalize their own horrible problematic viewpoints' and try to enjoy the characters past it.

However, Blake's next biggest problem is Blek. Around volume six, the writers drained Blake of pretty much every character trait she had. Her feisty behavior, stubbornness, protectiveness, the fact that she was a hard worker, the fact that she was active, the fact that she was more cynical, the fact that she called people out, her former relationships, her temper, her quiet humor, her more serious nature, her passion, her compassion, her justice driven nature, all of that was gone. All of what made Blake who she was as a character was stripped away, and instead there was this meek sweetheart sad eyed girl ducking her head when anyone got angry and waiting on her friends to tell her what to do and making jokes about how Weiss's family is just oh so rich and blowing off the political rally against Jacques Schnee to go out dancing. Seriously, every line out of Blake's mouth since boarding the train to Argus sounds like it was written for Velvet, not Blake. She's an entirely different person now, and although I may have liked the imposter if she was her own person, the fact that I'm meant to think it's Blake just makes me so frustrated that I can't enjoy it. I think volume 6-9 Blake actually would be really cute paired up with volume 6-9 Weiss, but then I think 'that's not Blake' and I just get mad. I catch myself thinking about directions I would take the character of volumes 6-9 Blake in, like learning how to stand up for herself, and then I just think 'Blake already STOOD UP FOR HERSELF.' I'll think something Blek does is kind of cute actually, and then it'll occur to me just how better the show would be if Blake was actually still in it.

So yeah. Volume 1-5 Blake? Has some severe writing flaws but is imo an otherwise great character with tons of potential and I love her. Volume 6-9 Blake? Blek, an imposter, Velvet in disguise or something, and I cannot enjoy anything she does because I just miss Blake!

[strawberrytalia]

omg! i wanna do a few:

top 5 dc characters!

top 5 comic series!

top 5 animals!

OMG hi ella!!! 🫶 OH THESE ARE HARD

Top 5 dc characters (omg I feel bad ranking them)

Duke Thomas - who’s surprised 😭 no but he’s without a doubt my fave bat. i think there are just so many inspiring things about him, and he represents the aspect of comics I love most - stepping up and doing what’s right even when all odds are against you

Carol Ferris - I used to talk about her 24/7 when I was heavy in my GL phase, but I never stopped loving her. I love that she’s deeply flawed and angry and passionate, and she gets to be messy. Also she influenced me to be more comfortable expressing myself femininely which was hard as a brown girl ngl anyways carol <333

Ollie Queen - LMAO idk why but I feel so cliche putting him, but he’s my favorite Arrow and he always has been. I relate to him a lot. He’s really introverted, in his own head despite being is outspoken, he loves nature, cares deeply, and he isolates when he’s sad. I also like his very black-and-white thinking, esp when it gets challenged. live laugh love ollie queen

Talia Al Ghul - I won’t say much about her lmao bc talia stans are like sharks here, but she is also very important to me. Like you ever get that character that just seizes your heart???? Yeah that’s Talia for me 🥺 i don’t post abt her often either, but i love her sm

Khalid Nassour - it’s hell being his fan, but i’ll do it anyways 😭 so Khalid is rlly interesting bc i read his “cool” appearances first then read Dr Fate 2015 where he was more of an annoying 22 yr old. And it was so satisfying watching him grow from someone who was more narrow-minded and whitewashed to an intelligent, capable, and enlightened person. I really enjoy his character’s spin on what fate means in regards to one’s identity, heritage, lifestyle, and faith.

Top 5 comic series (THIS IS ALSO HARD OMG)

Day of Vengeance - this is the one currently living rent free in my head rn bc it’s so FUNNY and random, but also a really interesting storyline in regards to magic in the DCU. It’s just so enjoyable watching this group of mystics handle the hugest threat ever and barely get along, and they’re all weird, and then Lori joins and she’s like the group teenager and it’s so funny

We Are Robin - I honestly wish it was longer ngl but I really wanted to see more of the group together and their stories, especially Izzy and Dre. The premise and duration of this story is SO dear to me bc ofc Duke, but also I love watching kids band together against authorities bc they love their city sm.

Batman: Son of the Demon - as a Talia and sometimes Brutalia fan, how can I not 😭 It’s so sad and actually heartwrenching how happiness was so close to them but taken away, and how much Bruce and Talia sacrificed for each other because they are both loving people, they just love in the wrong way

Green Arrow: The Longbow Hunters - perfect Ollie. Perfect depiction of his mind. Really good storytelling. SHADOOOOO she served cunt and dc didn’t like that so they ruined her. Her initial appearance was so charming i literally made it my header. I like ethical dilemmas and the one in this story is so good. Also shoutout to Eddie fr

Green Lantern: Blackest Night - OKAY THIS IS THE ONE I WAS AFRAID OF SHARING 😭 I’m SORRY i love this for so many reasons, nostalgia mostly bc I re-read it over and over again at the peak of my hal obsession era idk why, I like the giant white entity, I like when all the Corps leaders have to team up and they’re all side-eyeing each other sm, and I also love when random heroes get involved and help save the day like Mera, Ray, Barry, Diana, Grant, watching them all try to survive it while battling grief in front of them. It is NOT THE BEST GL COMIC EVER but it’s one of my faves.

Top 5 animals (I love this question!!!!)

CATS 🫶 I used to have a cat when I lived in the states!! his name was austin, he was 8 years old, and he was the cutest thing ever. we had to give him away when we moved 😭 i still hate that my mom did that sm

SEALS!!!!!!! 🦭

Orcas 🐋🐋🐋 I like them a lot, they’re so adorable

Otters!!! 🦦

Flamingos 🦩 (hehe my username for a reason) they’re pink and i like all things pink also they’re so pretty

[semper-legens]

70. Warrior Girl Unearthed, by Angeline Boulley

Owned?: No, library Page count: 387 My summary: Perry Firekeeper-Birch is looking forward to a long summer of fishing and relaxing. But when she crashes her car (it was the bear's fault, she swears) she is forced to join her twin sister Pauline interning at a summer programme for her Ojibwe community. There, she joins reclusive museum curator Cooper in an effort to repatriate the bones and belongings of their ancestors back home where they belong. But with more Indigenous women going missing and the law tying Cooper's hands, Perry is forced to take action herself. It's a long road - but if it sees the Warrior Girl back home, it will be worth it. My rating: 5/5 My commentary:

I didn't expect to like this book as much as I did. Hear me out. There's a tendency in children's/YA books that are about a social issue to be overly preachy at the expense of the story, or to centre around that issue without nuance and in such totality that every other aspect of the narrative is drowned out. This isn't always a bad thing - I expect books for under 18s to be simpler than adult books because they are targeted to their audience - but that does hamper my enjoyment of them as an adult. This book, however, was not that. While the message of the book and the issues it was intended to highlight were obvious, the way that they were dealt with included a lot of exploration of the subject matter, and the characters and story were strong enough to carry that exploration. I found myself fully immersed in Perry's world, and learned a fair amount along the way about the Ojibwe people and culture. In a way, this book's portrayal of Ojibwe people reminded me of the Detransition Baby approach to representation. It was not there to hold your hand and lead you through the most basic of ideas, but at the same time it was accessible to someone who is less familiar with Ojibwe culture (like me). It's a delicate balance, but this book absolutely nails it.

Perry is an excellent protagonist. Rebellious, angry, boisterous, and steadfast all at once, she's exactly what I'm looking for in a YA protagonist. You can see her entire life written all over her - growing up as an Indigenous woman in modern America, with the weight of generational trauma leaning on her, carving out life and light and hope and a deep respect for her culture. She's a messy person, but that just makes her more authentic - none of the characters in this book are model minorities who are perfect and above reproach, which makes them seem more human and real. They're not treated badly by the narrative for their flaws and failings; Perry's anger, Pauline's perfectionism, Erik's criminal past. Shense the teenage mother is portrayed entirely sympathetically without an ounce of condemnation. Perry loves being Ojibwe and it's that fact that gets her into trouble often; she can't always control her mouth and her temper, and impulsively steals seeds from the collection of a white anthropologist, leading to her getting reassigned from the museum. Although much of what Perry does is breaking the law (up to and including breaking and entering to liberate the bones of her ancestors), the book never makes it feel like she is wrong, morally - sure, what she's doing is dangerous and likely to get her in trouble, but that's not the same as it being the wrong thing to do. That's the meaning of the title, really; not only is Perry looking to return the remains of a girl nicknamed 'Warrior Girl', who has been excavated and kept in a museum, she is unearthing the Warrior Girl in herself, the strength to do what must be done to repatriate her people's belongings even when it is in contradiction of the law.

This book revolves around NAGPRA, or the Native American Graves Protection and Repatriation Act, a law effective from 1990 providing for the return of remains and artifacts taken from Native American graves. The narrative is quick to condemn the shortcomings of the law. It doesn't apply to items taken before a certain date (so anything from before that is legally the property of the collection where it is held) and the item must be positively identified as part of one particular group, meaning that for artifacts whose provenance is disputed (or if unscrupulous collectors claim there's no way of telling where they came from) there is no obligation to return them. Perry clearly feels very connected to the artifacts. Shortly after learning of their trade on ebay, she makes an account and is appalled at the casual, callous way they are being sold. She understands the context the artifacts were made within, the role they played in the lives of the people who made them. To see them bought and sold as trinkets and knickknacks is crushing.

The family connection is also emphasised - Perry steals some baskets from a white collector and is able to identify them via the maker's marks and return them anonymously to their families. They aren't just baskets, they're important items made by members of the family and the community. One thing I liked about this book is that I never felt talked down to or preached to, but was helped to understand parts of Ojibwe culture and language through their casual introduction. Ojibwe language is used by most characters, and sometimes it is translated, sometimes it is left for the audience to pick up via context clues, and sometimes it is untranslated. After a while I understood a lot more than I'd started with. There's little direct exposition, instead relying on the casual introduction of these elements via Perry's narration or the reader seeing them play out. As well, there were a couple of things that were directly not explained that I thought were interesting. Perry mentions a few times that there's something she's not saying or explaining to the white curators, with the implication that it's a closed cultural practice, and it likewise isn't explained to the reader either. I like that! I don't need to pry into closed practices, but the offhanded references to them (that an Ojibwe reader would presumably understand better than I) adds further authenticity to Perry. I totally believed her as a teenager in this world, she was very real.

Another main throughline of the book was murdered and missing Indigenous women. Indigenous women are at a far higher risk of abduction and murder than their white counterparts, and a few times in the narrative Perry notes that a different person has gone missing or participates in a search. What I liked here was the complexity of the issue. Although one abductor is found and his motives explained, the narrative is quick to point out that Indigenous women go missing every day, and Perry and Pauline's precautions against being taken are presented as shrewd measures to take. In addition, the narrative notes that violence against women can happen from everywhere. Both Perry and Pauline are taken advantage of in different ways by different men, both white and Indigenous, and the author specifically notes in her afterword that she added a particular instance to the book to show Indigenous men are not exempt from being potentially abusive by their Indigeneity. The book takes pains to show that the MMIW crisis is real and has devastating effects on families and communities, which is an important thing to note.

Overall, I absolutely loved this book and cannot sing its praises more. And now I want to read Boulley's first book, just to see what that's like!

Next, an intimate look at the last few moments on death row.

[bookaddict24-7]

REVIEWS OF THE WEEK!

Books I’ve read so far in 2023!

Friend me on Goodreads here to follow my more up to date reading journey for the year!

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34. Never Too Far by Abbi Glines--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Re-read March 2023 Hi, it's me re-reading one of my favourite problematic series! I love seeing my past reviews and how my mindset changes and evolves over time. As I write this, I am already craving re-reading this again LOL. But if I try reading past this series, I can't do it. This is just a messy gem that I will for sure re-read many many more times.

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35. Forever Too Far by Abbi Glines--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Re-read March 2023 I'm always sad to finish this trilogy and the drama it brings. Delicious as always. ___

36. The Summer of Broken Rules by K.L. Walther--⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

I heard about this one a bit ago and was excited to read it because of all of the positive reviews. I was always worried because we all know what happens when we go into a book with expectations. I'm happy to say that I can understand why this book has so much hype behind it. It's a great exploration of family and the complexities of grief. It was interesting to see how everyone dealt with the grief they were all feeling as yet another summer started and one family member was missing. I think the concept of the game the family played before the wedding was genius and I wish I had a big enough family to play it. I also loved how it was the perfect opportunity for the MC to both connect with the memory of her sister and with a part of herself she never thought she would experience (especially coming off a toxic and long relationship.) Speaking of which, I loved the love interest. He had some pretty cool moments and was the perfect balm for the MC. I think this is a great summer read, especially since we're now starting to get into the summer vibes. Great for those who are going away to meet up with family, or those who are staying behind to chill by the pool, beach, or their garden.

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37. Promise Boys by Nick Brooks--⭐️⭐️⭐️.5

I think I went into this expecting something slightly different than what I got. It was a very powerful read, but I think the pacing felt a little off--at least, if we're going by the synopsis. I enjoyed reading this from multiple perspectives because I think it rounded out the story really well. I love when authors do this because it gives me perspectives to a story that I might have otherwise been wanting to see. Each character was dealing with their own issues and while said issues (like relationship troubles) weighed the story down a bit, I can also appreciate that these are teenagers. Overall, I thought this was a good mystery and it has some seriously important topics--like corruption in schools, the treatment of Black boys in American schools, and the way society sees Black boys--but I think if some of the situations were flushed out a little more; if the pacing was a little better, this would have been a higher rating for me. Don't get me wrong: this book is incredibly readable and I recommend it, if not for the mystery then for the moments where you might get angry at the discrimination and racism, but I do think that something about this book felt missing. This is actually a very short book--I think it would have benefitted if it was just a tad bit longer.

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38. Set On You by Amy Lea--⭐️⭐️⭐️

I really enjoyed this one! I loved the representation of a fat FMC and the hot, big and tough love interest (MMC). I always love reading stories like that because I've heard that muscle gym bros love bigger girls. I loved seeing the FMC actively share her journey and have some pretty good character growth by the end of the story. I loved that final message she shared and I think it could be an especially healthy message to share with readers who may also be stuck in that web of toxic positivity. I'm not going to lie, the MMC was a bit forgettable--mainly because I'm writing this a month or so after reading the book and I don't really remember any of his traits....oops. What I DO remember, however, is him kind of messing up a bit somewhere in there. This isn't to say that it's all on him. The FMC, in my opinion, handled everything in probably the least healthy way possible--which, tbh, is understandable because anxiety and depression is a bitch that takes zero days off. But I think the biggest downfall of this couple is their problem with communication. When it comes to my romances, besides the smut and the enemies to lovers sexual tension, I want a healthy level of communication. When miscommunication or a lack of communication leads to the main climactic point of a book (the main conflict), then you've lost me. Imagine all of the pain that could have been avoided? Overall, I would recommend this one because of the amazing representation and the spicy tension during this couple's enemies to lovers initial bond. I'd read more books by this author, but that communication issues has got to go.

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39. Virgin River by Robyn Carr--⭐️

I'm going to be very honest here: I made it 76% before I DNF'ed this. I normally don't write reviews for books I've DNF'ed but a) I think I made it far enough and b) I have things to say. I read this book back in March and I still remember the parts that made me want to throw the whole book away. It started alright with the premise of a city woman moving to a small town. I loved that concept because then she meets the gruff but willing man who will show her the beauty of her new home. To start easy: This book draaaaaaaags. It honestly felt like it would go on forever and never end. It would get to certain parts where I would actively check how much I had left because there is no way that more still needed to happen. But other than the slow pacing, this wasn't my main concern. I admit that I try to not read reviews before I pick up a book. I tried to follow the hype behind the tv show and the series (it has a million books), but I honestly....don't get it? But my main point is that I don't know if others have talked about my next complaint about this book. My main concern with this book is a particular scene that happens between a fourteen year old and a sixteen or seventeen year old--I don't remember his age, but it was one of those two. The girl is described as this obvious sexual being when she is a CHILD. Even the boy is wary of her age. Then we get a chapter from his perspective where they are having sex. Very descriptive sex. Two teenagers. Two children. I don't want to go into detail, unlike the book, but it made me so incredibly uncomfortable. Then, later in the book, the male character thinks about being *inside* of her and missing the warmth. Wtf. A child. I've read a ton of YA and I think it's perfectly fine to have sex positivity in those novels because a) they're usually not descriptive (and if they are, they're not to that level because the authors know their audience), and b) it's usually aimed towards other teenagers who can relate. Even still, sex positivity in a YA novel is different than a very descriptive sex scene between two children in an adult novel that has spicy scenes between adults. Don't get me wrong, I love smutty novels but not this. That was not right and I'm surprised that this book has such high ratings. It's so creepy! Reminds me of how creeped out I was about the Princess Diaries having a 14 year old MC dating an 18 year old teenager. Anyway, this wasn't for me. Even if there wasn't a creepy af scene, the pacing would still have made this a DNF for me.

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Happy reading!

[sunnywalnut]

Sometimes, even now, I'll catch myself thinking "I want my mom"

But my mom's right there.

She's right there and every single little action of hers tells me "I don't want you."

But she wanted me before, did she not? She wanted me. I was sure of it.

When I was little and angry. When I was sad and scared. When I was lonely and crying. She wanted me.

She loved me.

I don't know what happened to that.

Maybe it was when I cut my hair and changed my clothes and my name and my voice. Maybe it was when I became her son instead of her daughter.

Or maybe... Just maybe. It was before then, too.

I'd always felt unwanted. In a way.

Lonely in my own home.

Can't speak, too bold.

Can't laugh, too loud.

Can't read, too quiet.

Can't eat, too messy.

So I learned to be just the right amount of clever. Just the right amount of volume. Just the right amount of bored. Just the right amount of careful.

And then I grew tired. And stressed. And even more lonely.

Everyone around me, all these people loved me, they loved the mask, the smile on my face. The bubbly pip pop of characters I'd mirror, missing that glow on the inside so I'd show it on the out, hoping to blind others to my problems.

And it worked. For a bit.

I'd always bragged of my lack of a "teenage phase" despite my blue hair and ripped jeans. I was still kind. I was still sweet. I was still docile. I was still obedient.

I was good like a dog, chasing the scraps of academic rewards and books and art supplies, anything that would help me create a world in which I belonged. A world in which somehow, in some way, my mother would be proud of me like she was my brother.

With his straight A's and manly muscles and big boy job with big boy money and his... His boy body.

Everything I lacked.

I was not her son. I was her daughter. Her second born. Her problem child.

Her indifference used to be quiet. Unnoticeable in the day to day. I used to be happy, begging for scraps. Showing her my drawings. Giving her my paintings. Creations I'd made with my own two hands that she would accept with a smile. A true smile. A smile of delight.

I don't get that now.

I think I've forgotten what it looks like.

Except in my memory.

Coming home to the car.

Finding her with my coat on the heater.

The pride on her face knowing I'd be warm.

Because of her kindness. Her thoughtfulness.

I was five then, I think.

I'm nineteen now.

She had dreams for me.

Big dreams.

I did, too.

Veterinarian, dog trainer, dog groomer, anything I could get my chubby little hands on that I could take care of anything fluffy.

And she believed in me.

And so I believed in myself.

Until she stopped.

Until I got sick.

And disabled.

And worthless.

I am worthless.

I am no longer little. But I am still angry. I am still sad and scared. I am lonely and crying.

But she doesn't want me.

I have always been my mother's child. A mamas boy.

But my mama didn't want a boy.

She wanted a girl.

One with pretty dresses and skinned knees and long golden hair.

She wanted a girl.

And I wanted to be that for her.

I wanted to be good.

I wanted to make her proud.

But I never will.

Because as long as I am not her son, she is not my mom.

No matter how hard my heart breaks at the thought.

[goldentsum]

━ submissives and overstimulation

CHARACTERS: bakugou katsuki, todoroki shouto, midoriya izuku, and kirishima eijirou

GENRE: smut

TAGS: overstimulation (male receiving), slight bdsm, oral, penetration, pegging, submissive males 

AUTHOR’S NOTE: my first bnha fic please-! i missed bnha so i rewatched a couple of eps of s4 and i got an idea-- a sinful one anyway-

━ bakugou ♡

surprisingly submissive. you both know he can throw you off him if he wants to but bakugou lives for the dominance that oozes out of you. 

a kinky piece of shit 

in the moment, he has absolutely no filter and is a fucking brat about it, hips jerking and moans loud as fuck that after you two finish, his voice is all scratchy and raw. 

but when you two are finished, he will get all embarrassed and angry if you comment about it like he wasn’t the one humping you like a dog. 

overstimulating katsuki is always so fun! 

bakugou growls whenever you two do something sexual but after a bit, it slowly turns into broken whimpers and you take pride on that.

his voice is just so fucking heavenly, his dick heavy in your mouth, and he taste absolutely delicious. 

one of the reasons you love giving him head is his cum. his cum just taste so amazing. there’s a hint of sweetness to it that gets you hooked and keeps you wanting more. 

so when it’s the 3rd time he came in your mouth, his voice is all raspy and raw and his body jerking nonstop but did you stop? nope. 

he’s too fun to tease to stop~ 

“f-fuck, (y/n)! don’t... s-stop--!” bakugou gasping through his 3rd orgasm for the night, body all sweaty and sensitive, as he felt you swirling your tongue around his dick’s sensitive head. 

you let of his cock for a moment, a lewd pop echoing in the room along with bakugou’s heavy pants. you smirked up at him, your hand encasing around his spent cock and rubbed him softly. it gained you a broken groan and a full on shudder, hips not knowing whether to lean away from your touch or thrust into your hand. 

“do you really want to stop, katsuki?” you asked, taking the reddening head of his dick into your mouth and licking around it gently but even that was too much for bakugou

“j-just-- let me breathe a second... geez, woman--” he groaned out and sighed in relief when he felt you stop though you didn’t remove him from your mouth. bakugou closed his eyes, breathing heavily and trying to calm his rapid heart. but then he felt a harsh suck making his eyes snap open in surprise and sensitivity and looked down at you with wide blown red eyes. 

“s-shit” his eyes rolled back to his head when you started taking more of him, your pace getting faster with each moment.

guess he just has to cum again, not that he’s really complaining. 

━ todoroki ♡

todoroki is a brat. thank you for coming to my tedtalk. but seriously though, he really is. he likes getting on your nerves and testing you and your patience as he tries out different things to get you to punish him. oomf--

he likes seeing you angry and getting punishments. his favorite is over-stimulation and orgasm denial, either is fine but over-stimulation has a special place in his heart~ 

he is a masochist. periodt. 

you don’t really like hurting him or call him degrading names cus you just wanna love him and kiss every inch of his body but shouto has different plans from you. 

and as time pass, you kinda got used to it but never really full on be dominant and sadistic on him.

so when you snapped one day, it lowkey scared him but damn, the punishment was amazing. 100000/10 todoroki will repeat again.

ngl though, shouto loves your aftercare more than any kinky shit you two tried. even if his masochistic side just wants you to leave him aching and covered with cum and sweat as he feels so worthless like a used sex doll, your aftercare was everything. 

it grew on you too, seeing him all bruised up and messy with cum and all sort of fluids raised a sick obsession in you. 

just imagining the big powerful pro-hero tied up in your bed and letting you do anything to him was making you horny. 

bratty masochist! todoroki is one hell of a ride. literally. 

ragged breaths escaped you as you stared down at the male beneath you. todoroki moaning at the pleasure, his hips trying to match yours but it was a little difficult with all the restrains you have on him. the burning ache on his wrists and arms being tied to the bedpost for who knows how long as the build up for his 4th orgasm made him dizzy. 

you bounced on his lap, feeling his large cock twitching inside you as it threatened to fill you up once again with his thick cum. over the haze of pleasure, you continued to watch your boyfriend get lost in the pleasure with his mouth open as a thin line of spit trailed down to his chin. 

growling when you felt him cum again as you ride him through his 4th orgasm, letting your hands fall down to his bruised chest and scratched him, leaving angry red lines on his marked up torso. 

todoroki groaned at the pain, hips frantically thrusting up to you and letting the overwhelming pleasure flood his entire body. broken moans and curses escaped the man when your thrust didn’t faltered even after his orgasm. 

“if you think we’re finish here then you’re absolutely wrong, you fucking whore. we’re only gonna stop if you make me cum, got that. you’re nothing more than a useless fuck toy.” you spat out, gripping his chin to make him look at you. todoroki’s half-lidded and fucked out eyes stared at you, letting out moans in between words. 

“yes-... u-use me more, m-mistress--” 

━ midoriya ♡

this boy is one whiny mofo-- goodluck 

midoriya may seem innocent but do not be fooled, he’s a sinful one. he may act all cute and stuff like that but when you two are alone, he will jump your bones like it’s no one’s business. 

he completely trusts you so you two try all sorts of kinks even if the other is unsure. it’s not gonna hurt to try. 

one kink he never knew he’ll have is pegging and you’re damn good at it. midoriya just can’t believe how well you just swirl your hips around making the dildo hit every spot in his walls that makes him see stars.

he’s really not afraid to be vocal and try all sort of things so sex is verryyy interesting. 

everytime you fuck midoriya into oblivion with a strap on, expect him to cum multiple times until he can’t anymore. he’s super sensitive too so yeah. 

midoriya cries when he’s sensitive but goddamn he looks so pretty like that. 

tears spilling down his freckled cheeks, his lips swollen, and his muscles contracting from the immense pleasure you keep giving him. 

he’s a greedy man though, even if he came multiple times he still gets soooo needy. loving the pain over-stimulation comes with. 

you love seeing the number one hero putty in your hands~ 

sounds of skin slapping and midoriya’s loud moans filled the room, your tiring hips started to get slower making the man beneath you whine at the decreasing pleasure. you clicked your tongue at that, stopping completely and leaned closer to midoriya, your chest pressed against his strong back while he heave heavy breaths. 

“s-sweets.. please m-move” he whined, grinding his ass to your strap-on and arched his back as he tried to get you to continue while he leaned against the pillow next to his head. his cock hanging between his thick thighs, cum spilling down his skin and to the blankets beneath him. he was still hard like he just didn’t cum 3 times already. 

you bit the broken skin on his neck as midoriya moaned at your sharp teeth sinking into his skin and arched his back even more, grasping the blankets. 

“good boys should take what they are given. no asking for more or less.” you said, hands moving to his chest as you thumb his nipples making him jerk his hips back and a hoarse moan escaping him. 

you started to move your hips again while one of your hands went to his thick cock, pumping him with the same pace as your thrusts, and midoriya’s eyes rolled back to his head, loud broken moans escaping him. 

you leaned away and pushed his head against the pillows, muffling his screams as you quicken your thrust. the strap-on hitting his prostate head on. 

“let’s see how many times you can cum before you pass out, izu~” 

━ kirishima ♡

red riot is a switch but leaning more into the dom side but this sweet boy loves getting praises and lives to please you. he will do everything in his power to make you satisfied and know that you are contented.

even when subbing, there’s still a hint of dominance to him. but! if you overstimulate him, his mind just melts and all thoughts and rationality flies out the window. 

his reactions are also so fucking yummy~ teeth gritting together, sharp inhales, eyebrows furrowed in concentration and pleasure, eyes rolling to the back of his head, and hands gripping the covers of your bed as his quirk threatening to activate and just tear through the cloth.

i said it once and i’ll say it again, kirishima lives for praises. 

so please praise him. 

he’s also soooo sensitive. because when he was a teenage, he barely touched himself with how hectic UA was but when he finally had time and you came along, his libido just skyrocketed! 

at first, he cums way to early but do not fret, kiri will never never leave you unsatisfied. 

his oral techniques are top tier. you can’t change my mind. 

kirishima also is pretty quiet with just loud grunts and groans but when he already came multiple times, he really goes feral. 

he keeps on chasing the pleasure even though it probably hurts with all the sensitivity he’s feeling. 

his moans are broken and it only gets louder at that point. 

“baby girl, ahh- fuck--! you feel so good-” kirishima groans out, mouth open and showing those sharp teeth of his that you oddly had some weird fixation with. you looked at his lips, it was red and tender, as his teeth peaked out. you rolled your hips when you heard his small whine as your hand went to his mouth. shoving two fingers in his mouth, playing with his tongue that eagerly met your fingers. 

feeling his cock twitch inside you, you smirked down at the fucked out expression the man was giving you. you pressed down to his throat making him gag but his thrust never faltered and only quicken at your action.

“you look so fucking amazing, eijirou~” 

at your praise, his hips jerked and a loud moan followed it, a bit muffled by your fingers. riding him, you moaned at the pleasure he gave you as kirishima’s thick cock nudged your g-spot. 

the red-haired male groaned loudly around your fingers when he felt you clench around him, your velvety walls tight and warm as you rip an unexpected orgasm from him. 

hips jerking wildly when he suddenly came, pleasure coursing through his veins. a pathetic whimper escaping him when you continued to ride him. the sensitivity brought tears to his eyes but he didn’t stop you, body jerking when pain and pleasure hit him. 

“i wanna see you cum again, ei~” 

[disorentedfae]

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I’ve been exhausted for the past weeks and idk why. I just want to be alone all the time at home and stay in my room. And play my stupid video games. I’m the lazy youngest child who gets out of doing my chores and other things. I waste my parents money on things they shouldn’t have to be paying for in the first place. I got in trouble at school a lot and neither of my older sisters did. My sisters and mom think video game are stupid. I feel like I still act like a twelve year old. I’m so damn lazy. I feel like a shitty person and a bad friend. A bully somewhat too, always have been mean even if I don’t try it. My family doesn’t like my art. I love my parents but I’m stressed out around them if I have my sketchbook, laptop, or phone cuz I don’t want them to see what I’m doing even tho I’m doing nothing wrong. I feel like my social battery i gone as soon as I get home. I buy art supplies and never use them. My parents buy me art supplies and I never create what they want, I say I will but all I ever draw are my stupid anime characters from my stupid video games. I’m a selfish little brat who cries when I don’t get my way. I cry when I’m not allowed to get a game I want I cry when I can’t go to a friends house I cry like a twelve year old. I feel ashamed of what I’ve done and said to others. I’m obnoxious and annoying and I can’t shut up. I’m too emotional. I lie a lot to my parents. Even tho I know my parents already know my ‘secret’ interests I’m terrified of getting ‘caught’. Mom says I can tell her everything but I don’t. I haven’t told her how I really feel since I was twelve. I’ve been to scared too and for no reason. I need to forgive my parents for things because their human too but the things I feel i should forgive them for are things they think they did to protect me. I’ve been angry at them because im selfish and have stupid interest in things they disproved of. Mom accused me of getting into witchcraft and going done a dark path when I’ve never wanted or was interested in that path to begin. They say they can’t trust me and when I ask why they say because of my choices, but they’ll never say what choices I made that made them think that. I want to be a kid again because back then I wasn’t a disappointment. I hate doing school, it’s a waste of my time. I haven’t really gotten what I want for Christmas or my birthday for a while. To scared to ask for what I really want so I’ll be ‘happy’ with what I get no matter what. Im surprised I still have friends with the way I act. After all my family always tells me I’ll soon have no friends if I keep acting like this. I shouldn’t be feeling like this. I keep focusing on all the bad things which is so little compare to all the good from my family. But sometimes im just tired of the snide comments about my art or my video games or movies or sports team or messy room or interests. I know im really not but it feels like I’m walking on eggshells around my parents. They won’t snap at me but they’ll say how what I like is ‘violent and full of witchcraft’ and that I was ‘looking up how to kill people in that stupid video game. ‘ my blorbos are a source of comfort but then if I make any physical content like drawings of them it becomes stressful for me or try and hide them. I let down my guard and get sloppy when I hide things and then I get stressed because I have to work back to getting thing properly hiding again. I’m not depressed anymore I’m just not always happy and I hate teenage girl hormones. I hate my body for no reason. She’s so beautiful and then she’s so diligent and she’s so happy and she’s so godly and does her devotions faithfully. And I’m a bad influence for her and I have made bad friends. And I’m dramatic and obnoxious and annoying and say the wrong things and I’m weird and not, and not I don’t even know the words I’m looking for anymorebut if you read all the way through this sorry for the headache of jumbled sentences and topics of me being selfish

[traincat]

There’s so much I could say about Ben Reilly, who will always be “my” Spider-Man, even though 99% of his stories are objectively terrible!

Maybe that’s part of why — the untapped potential. I‘ve thought a lot about things you could do with him. I’d love to see Marvel finally commit to Ben being the Wandering Spidey, for example. Let him go around the country fighting crime! Also, explore how he feels about losing his old life. Cause that’s the tragedy to me! Dying just as he’d started to build his own life outside of Peter.

But that’s also the problem. Reading your post made me realize... Ben completed his character arc by the end of the Clone Saga? He starts off isolated, angry, and self-hating. But he lets go of his resentment towards Peter. He learns to accept who he is now rather than who he was. He has friends and family again. He was going to be an uncle! And I love that for him! But where do you go from there?

It reminds me a lot of Harry’s “death” in that way. I still feel kind of ambivalent about his resurrection, too! Still, we got some good stories out of him being back. I.... can’t say the same about Ben. Yet.

I think it's a really interesting comparison, drawing the line between Harry's death and Ben's death, considering I think they're both such good Spider-Man stories. I think Harry's death is better but that's because Spectacular Spider-Man #200 is like, my One Perfect Issue. Whereas with Peter Parker #75, while it's a favorite Peter vs Norman fight, on the other hand it set us up for a thousand more Norman stories, most of which I'd say we didn't really need. (You ever think about how Norman was dead from 1973 to 1996 and Spider-Man as a series was just fine because I do.) But it's a good point about Harry's resurrection vs Ben's -- Harry has had strong stories since he came back, like American Son, and Ben kind of. Well. They could have been good! But I think it's a really good point that Ben fulfilled his entire arc, so now there's just this feeling of "what now" because like I would like to read a good new Ben story. I just don't necessarily know what I want that story to be. And definitely nobody who has written Ben since his return knows what that story should be. So now we're stuck with some really messy continuity that honestly, I don't know what to even begin to do with.

When I got this ask I did briefly go, well, they could do something with Reilly Tyne, considering if he exists in 616, and there's nothing to indicate he doesn't, he should be, what, five or six now? I think Ben's Las Vegas stint is complicated, but that Spider-Geddon hitting the reset button and just "fixing" him should be swept off the table -- either way, there's somewhere to go from "I had a supervillain phase and now you're telling me I have a first grader?" Which could be fun! And we could finally find out what happened to Janine/Elizabeth, considering Marvel had her turn herself into the cops and then completely forgot about her. (No, girl, don't go to prison, you were so justified in murdering your dad!) Throw in Kaine lounging in a stolen minivan picking Ben and baby up from soccer practice like "welcome to parenthood" while in the backseat his teenager counts the money they stole from a drug dealer and you have a perfect series.

The one issue is Peter is still in No Baby Jail so while I love it in theory I don't know how I'd feel about it if it actually happened that his clone gets a baby and Marvel is still pretending Peter and Mary Jane's baby plot never even happened. But theoretically! I want it.

[bestkindofbeehive]

Smile for Me Week, Day 1: Secret

happy smile for me week!!! for my first trick, have a fic I wrote after thinking about my dad too hard. it ends well and it was pretty cathartic for me, but it does get a bit emotionally intense re: feelings about having to stay closeted in front of your parents for years, so fair warning. but it does end well I promise!!! I’ll probably post this on ao3 soon too, so look out for that!

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Never in a million years would Parsley have ever expected that being stuck in the same slapdash “mental health” retreat as his dad would end in anything other than frustration. And, to be fair, that was how things went for a while. But then that weird florist handed him one of his dad’s terrible dishes, and before he knew it he was getting drunk off his ass and actually talking to his dad for the first time in... years, probably. Somehow it wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. The Kahlúa and birthday cake flavored vodka probably helped.

And then he’d been woken up in the middle of the night and suddenly urged out of the giant front gates with very little reason why— something something carbon monoxide poisoning. Not that Parsley really needed convincing to get the hell out of there at that point. Even a constant flow of free alcohol probably wouldn’t have kept him there for much longer. Those last PSAs were getting pretty creepy and, well, incredibly specific and aggressive towards one particular person. He had hoped that chicken te- flower vendor made it out alright, but he saw them a few days later in town. So things couldn’t have ended too badly.

The most astonishing thing, though, was the fact that he and his dad actually kept talking once they got out of that place. And he somehow didn’t wind up wanting to tear his hair out by the end of every conversation, even. Of course his dad frustrated him plenty of times, but it never got bad bad like it used to. Things between them were... good. Not good good, but just. Good.

So good, in fact, that Parsley manages to somehow metaphorically vomit up the words necessary to tell his dad he wasn’t attracted to women. He wasn’t even drunk— tipsy, certainly, but he was painfully in control of all his faculties that night.

It went... well. He knows the night ended on good terms, and he knows his dad didn’t get angry. He’s pretty sure his dad told him he loved him at some point, which is a good sign. It only happened a few weeks ago. He isn’t really ready to think about it very hard in any capacity. He’s scared that he’ll go looking for some specific sign, or a phrase, or a look— something that definitively tells him that his dad doesn’t look at him and wish he had another son— and come up empty.

Parsley takes what he can get, until what he can get isn’t enough anymore.

The tension finally breaks one evening; almost six months to the day they both left the Habitat. They were watching the end of some melodrama that was airing right before the hilariously disorganized cooking show they both enjoyed. And the stupid thing is that Parsley can’t even remember what his dad said that set him off so bad— but, god, his dad would know just the right string of words to tick him off enough to say something. It was something about keeping secrets. Something about how he didn’t understand why some people keep harmless stuff so close to their chest for no reason. Which is rich coming from him, the man who has to bluster his way through every emotional conversation he’s ever had. Parsley would be seeing red if his eyes weren’t already that color.

“See, I mean, like with your whole, uh, situation— Not that I’m tryin’ to rag on you or anything, sprig, but I just don’t see why you didn’t just go on and tell me! I wouldn't've been mad at you or nothin’,” Jimothan says, gladly shoving his entire foot in his mouth for the sake of scolding Parsley, just like old times.

Parsley, to his credit, doesn’t immediately blow up. “You didn’t exactly make it the easiest thing to do,” he says, his voice clipped and his jaw tense. His dad makes a bewildered noise next to him; a noise that wouldn’t be out of place in a sitcom.

“Now what’s that supposed to mean? I always told you that you could talk to me about anything, didn’t I?” Jimothan asks. The look of genuine confusion on his face almost makes Parsley want to drop it and just keep watching tv, but the fuse has already been lit.

“Sure, if you forget about all the times you showed me that definitely wasn’t true,” Parsley scoffs, pretending to focus on the tv again. The melodrama is still going. The character on screen is crying big, unrealistic tears. Parsley can’t make out what they’re crying about over the blood starting to rush through his ears. Every neural pathway in his brain left over from his teens is yelling at him to just let dad think that he’s right so the lecture that hasn’t even started will stop.

“What’re you— Parsley, what the heck are you talkin’ about? I’ve never— When have I ever said somethin’ that would make you think I wouldn’t—”

Something in his dad’s tone immediately sets Parsley’s blood to a boil. He sounds like he doesn’t understand; like he doesn’t even know where this is even coming from. He has no idea. Fuck, would it hurt less if his dad tried to justify himself instead? If he sounded angry instead of confused? Because this means that he just doesn’t know. Decades of hiding and bullshit and being afraid and he just didn’t know.

“Are you KIDDING ME?” Parsley fires back, eyes wide open and blood red. Jimothan almost jumps, having not been witness to his son’s temper in a while. “When HAVEN’T you said something that would make me think you wouldn’t approve? I wouldn’t— I couldn’t go a day without you making some comment about how I needed to get a girlfriend, or- or- how you couldn’t wait to have grandkids, or some other stupid thing about me “finally” getting a wife someday—” Parsley rants, his voice stuttering with the anger flying around in his chest.

Jimothan at least has the decency to look a bit stunned. “But— Oh c’mon Parsley, that was just me tryin’ to give you a little push! I thought you were havin’ a tough time talking to girls, so I figured I would just give you some pointers—”

“No! That’s just it! You just had to build up and build up this— this idea of what I was supposed to do! Every time you just had to make a comment like that it was another bullet on the fist— LIST of all the things I wasn’t doing right,” Parsley flusters. At some point in his rant his hands find their way to his head, and he tries to run his fingers through his hair to calm himself down, but they keep catching on tangles. “A-And you wanna act like I shouldn’t have been scared to tell you, but you—!”

“Scared?” His dad’s expression breaks a little, which just makes this awful situation all the more difficult. Shit. Shit shit shit, this wasn’t how this was supposed to happen. It shouldn’t even be happening, but the fire in Parsley’s chest isn’t dying down and he can’t keep his traitor mouth shut.

“Sprig, you didn’t have any reason to be scared, it woulda been fi—” Jimothan tries to start.

“Ugh, you’re not LISTENING!” Parsley feels like he’s seconds away from tearing his hair out. God, he sounds like such a teenager. “It wasn’t that easy! Of course I was scared! How the hell could I have explained— I just—!!” 

“HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO TELL YOU I WASN’T THE SON YOU WANTED?!” Parsley finally screams.

The room gets quiet frighteningly fast. His dad just stares at him, his face slack with a cocktail of confusion, surprise, and what Parsley wants to hope is sadness.

Suddenly, all the anger and half-hearted bravado flies out of Parsley’s chest. His arms fall to his sides, and he’s left panting with the exertion of having just spilled out a flood of emotions that have been building since he was in elementary school. He doesn’t feel relieved. He just feels tired.

And then he starts crying. Which is just... great. As if this night needed some extra turmoil to really polish things off. Like most times, he can’t even stop himself; he was never good about not wearing his heart on his sleeve. Not his anger, not his disappointment, and definitely not his heartache. It’s not even a “dignified cry”, as his dad would put it— he’s hiding his face in his hands, and he can’t stop his shoulders from shaking every time he tries to suck in a stuttery breath.

He probably looks pretty pathetic right now, Parsley thinks. And in a few moments he’ll hear his dad get up and walk out of his apartment while mumbling something about seeing him later. And then in about a week’s time, Parsley will answer the phone, hear his dad’s voice, and both of them will never speak of this night ever again.

But something different happens.

Instead, he feels his dad’s sturdy hands take him by the shoulders and pull him into a firm hug. It’s an awkward thing; Parsley’s hands were still covering his face, so now they’re kind of pinned to his chest, and his dad is squeezing him just slightly too hard. They’re both out of practice, really.

Before Parsley can manage a “whuh” in response, he hears more than sees his dad take in a big, faltering breath while his shoulders start to shake. Parsley has only seen his dad cry a handful of times in his life. Most of them happened around the time the divorce was finalized. But after that... Nothing.

Jimothan makes a wounded noise of a sob. “Y-You’re— God, sprig, I would never...” he starts, but can’t find the words to finish. Parsley manages to find it in himself to forgive his dad for that pretty easily. He’s never been the most eloquent when it comes to emotional outbursts. Parsley manages to wriggle his arms free, and wraps them around his dad. The older man lets out a little sniffle in response, and then starts to run his hand down his son’s messy head of hair. It only catches a few times.

“You’re all I got, Parsley,” his dad mumbles through the thickness in his voice. “You’re all I got.”

Parsley lets himself cry just a little bit more, his chest finally starting to feel lighter than it has in years. The two of them exist like that for a while— clumsily hugging and crying and mumbling little fragments of things they’ve both been meaning to say. At some point they’ll have to break apart, and at some point the night will have to end. They’ll part ways with slightly stilted goodbyes, and very likely won’t speak of this night for at least a few months. But for now, they both let themselves have this moment. 

And it’s not much, but it’s enough.

[cavehags]

i realize this will probably bring up old drama so you might not want to answer it. but do you ever regret, however on purpose or on accident, bringing all that unnecesary hate towards Katara? i'm really sad and dissapointed tbh. i'm a woman of color and katara was so important to me growing up. my favorite animated woman ever. and then this resurgence comes and theres so, so much unnecesary hatred for her and everyone ignoring everything that makes her a good character.

(2/3) 2- and you know, i expected this from the male side of the fandom. they were misogynistic to her and the others even back then so i would expect it to be even worse with how internet culture is more mysogistic now that ever. and i wasnt wrong. male atla fans had some truly horrible takes and views that just came across as racism and misogyny. but, i expected these circles to be better. to be a safe space for us woc who love this character. but i found the same weird hatred for her.

(3/3) 3-i just, i cant believe i feel less welcome now that i did even back then. and back then i didnt even paricipate really. but at least i could enjoy fandom content without stumbling into misogyny and racism every other post. also sorry for sending this to your personal blog b i just wanted to let you know you controbuted to that too even if it wasnt your intention. at least you realized that and arent contributing to it anymore right? cause honestly the hate has only gotten worse not less.

hey anon. thanks for asking this question, because i hadn’t addressed this topic previously and this gave me an opportunity to do so. 

no, i don’t regret publicly interpreting a character whom i love through a nuanced and human lens. and i don’t regret combating the one-dimensional interpretation of this character, which posits that she’s merely an vaguely defined object of attraction for some boy or another, and a singularly gentle, mature, maternal figure whose sole purpose in life is to nurture others. those interpretations suck. they rob her of the humanity and complexity that make her character unique and they stem from misogynistic tropes that reduce women to the services they can provide to men. the thing in the world that matters most to me is fighting misogyny, and this trend to diminish a proud and powerful and angry teenage girl by exaggerating only her most socially acceptable traits is misogyny. 

unlike you, i did not grow up watching avatar: the last airbender. the shows i watched growing up did not have a lot of girls who felt real to me. the girls i saw on tv growing up were simple. they were the main characters’ crushes. they were simple, desirable, usually sweet and loving, and not much else. if they had a flaw, it was that they were, at best, “awkward.” whatever that means. or if they were the protagonists, which was rare, they were nice enough and tried to do the right thing, but they never had strong feelings like resentment and anger. they weren’t allowed to be unfeminine which meant they weren’t allowed to be bitter, angry or in any way flawed. they didn’t look like the version of girlhood i knew to be true for me personally, which included a lot of anger and frustration and powerlessness. 

that crappy representation left me with internalized misogyny that chased me for longer than i’d like to admit. i did not learn to think of girls as humans who could be as interesting and flawed and messy as the boys were. i did not value myself as a girl, and later a woman, because i thought the best thing a girl could be was... bland. boring. pretty, but empty. passionless.

it would have meant the world to me to see a character like katara. 

because katara is angry. she has every right to be: she’s had so much stolen from her, including her mother, her people, and her childhood. katara has a short fuse. she yells. she snaps. she fucks up. sometimes she makes mean jokes! i never saw a single one of those dreamily perfect cartoon love interests make mean jokes when i was a kid. she is extremely idealistic--it’s her defining character trait--but we see the bad side of that as well as the good. we see that her need to help others  leads her to act rashly, to get herself into danger, to put others in danger too. 

and she has her very own arc. it’s not about her love for another person, either (what a snooze of a storyline); it’s about growing up and learning to break down some of that stubborn black-and-white thinking that we all indulge in as children. it’s a true coming-of-age arc and it belongs to a fourteen-year-old girl. 

when i, to use a phrase i find crass, “entered the fandom,” i quickly realized that other fans’ perceptions of katara did not line up with the things i valued most about her. other fans seemed to valorize her most socially acceptable feminine qualities: her generosity, her kindness, her dedication to helping others. and of course i love those parts of her--i love everything about her--but what is really remarkable about avatar: the last airbender is that katara’s many important virtues are also counterbalanced by equally significant flaws. a good character has flaws. katara is a good character, and a deviation from the characters who made up my formative media landscape, because she has flaws. her temper, her idealism, her stubbornness--these are flaws. flaws make her seem real and human and challenge the mainstream sentiment that girls are not real or human.

it simply did not occur to me that celebrating these aspects of katara that make her a realistic and well-written teenage girl would spark ire from other adult fans. it absolutely did not occur to me that i would then be blamed for somehow causing misogynistic interpretations of this character, particularly given that misogynistic interpretations of this character are the very thing i sought to correct when i began to blog about this television show.

i’m told there are “fans” on instagram and tiktok who think katara is whiny, annoying, and overly preoccupied with her trauma. i do not use instagram or tiktok, so i wouldn’t know, but i’ll take your word for it. respectfully, however, they didn’t get that from me. misogynistic takes on katara have existed since before i came along. i have never, ever called katara whiny. and seeing as i have been treating my own PTSD in therapy for nine years, you can safely conclude that i don’t think anyone, katara included, is overly preoccupied with their trauma. that’s not a thing. do i think she’s annoying? of course not! as a character, she’s a delight. does she sometimes find real joy in aggravating her brother and her friends? yes, because she’s 14. i, an adult, am not annoyed by her. sokka and toph often are, because that is katara’s goal and katara always succeeds in her goals. she’s not “annoying.” 

if there are “fans” who are indeed following lesbians4sokka and somehow misreading every single post and interpreting them to mean that we hate katara and they should too, i don’t really know what you want me to do about that. l4s has over ten thousand followers and we have already posted so many essays disavowing katara hate. our feminist and antiracist objectives in running the blog are literally pinned with the headline “please read.”

furthermore, you cannot reasonably expect my co-blogger and me to control the way our words will be received. we should not have to, and are not going to, add a disclaimer to every post saying that when we critique or make jokes about a teenage girl we are doing so through a feminist lens. our url is lesbians4sokka, and we are clearly women. if that alone doesn’t make it obvious, then refer back to that pinned post. 

it is indescribably frustrating, and really goddamn depressing as well, that people are so comfortable with the misogynistic binary of Perfect Good Women and Flawed Wicked Bitches that they perceive any discussion of a woman’s flaws to be necessarily relegating her to the latter camp. if that is how you (a generic you) perceive women, then i’m sorry, but you’ve internalized sexism that i cannot cure you of. and it’s unjust to expect my friend and me to write for the lowest common denominator of readers who have not yet had their own feminist awakenings. we do not write picture books for babies. we write for ourselves, and with the expectation that our readers can think critically. reading media through a feminist lens is my primary interest; i have no intention of excising that angle from my writing.

as i go through my life, i am going to embrace the flaws of girls and women because not enough people do. as long as the dominant narratives surrounding women are “good and perfect” and “unlovable wh*re,” you’ll find me highlighting flawed, realistic, righteously angry women in the margins. and for what it’s worth, it’s not just katara. i champion depictions of angry girls in all sorts of media. that’s sort of my whole thing. my favorite movies are part of the angry girl cinematic universe: thoroughbreds, jennifer’s body, hard candy, jojo rabbit, et cetera. on tv, in addition to katara, you’ll find me celebrating tuca and bertie, poppy from mythic quest, tulip and lake from infinity train, korra, and more. i adore all these women and see myself in them. i hope you find this suitably persuasive to establish that i have sufficient Feminist Cred, according to your standards, to observe and write about these very flawed and human fictional women. 

what i’m saying is this: i decline to take responsibility for the misogynistic discourse orbiting a children’s cartoon. as someone who writes about that series from a perspective that seeks to add humanity and nuance to the reductive, one-dimensional, overwhelmingly sexist writing that already exists, i am pretty taken aback that i am the one being blamed for the very problem i sought to address. except not that taken aback because i am a woman online, haha! and this is always how it goes for us. 

finally, i think it sucks that you’ve chosen to blame me for a problem that begins and ends with the patriarchy. i can’t control the way this response will be perceived, just like how i can’t control the way anything will be perceived because i am just one human woman, but i do hope you choose to be reflective, and consider why you’ve chosen this avenue to assign blame. 

[miggydiaz]

For the salty ask 1, 4, 5, 6, 9, 10, 14, 16, 20, 22, 23 and 26 for cobra kai pretty please

My answers are so long, so I am putting this under the cut @wonderwolfballoon! Also I just noticed your Daniel icon I SWEAR I’M NOT DRAGGING HIM TO BE MEAN!!!

1. What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get?* My biggest IDGI ships for CK are probably Elimetri or Kiaz. I’m not here to yuck other people’s yums or anything, but I do think there is something to the idea that Migueli isn’t popular because it’s a ship predicated on mutual respect for one another. Kiaz has the obvious enemies to lovers vibe and I just generally don’t sail those ships. Elimetri has... its problems, IMO, most especially around the idea that Demetri has to like... save Hawk from himself? Idk. I just like romances that I feel are based on love and mutual respect and not ...tropes.

 I am also not a Lawrusso shipper although I have a lot of those on my dash and you all are great! Again, not yucking yums! Daniel just makes me want to head butt him too much to pair him romantically with anyone 😂 I don’t even want his wife with him. He needs to self reflect~ 

4. Do you have a NoTP in your fandom? Are they a popular OTP?* 

I once saw someone ship Amanda and Anoush and I noped out of that so fucking fast I almost tripped over myself. I’m not sure if they’re popular. I just think some people feel the need to get Amanda out of the way to sail their ship and stuck her with Anoush which... no. Just no. Let Amanda be a messy single queen with a martini hobby, thanks! 

5. Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you?* 

Not in CK. I’m lucky because I pretty much stick to my little Migueli bubble and I’m okay with that? Lmao lord knows the Squad on my dash is all about the DISCOURSE™️ so idk if I just don’t feel the need to get sucked into the wider ship wars because we have good healthy debates, but so far, so good. 

6. Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated?* 

I never hated it... I just didn’t have many feelings on shipping with this show in general at first. Then I was in the CK tag one day and I saw Migueli fan art. Then I discovered @afurioushawk‘s falconry series and it was all over for me after that! So fandom DID make me love a ship, just not one I hated.

9. Most disliked character(s)? Why? Oh boy. How much time do you have? In some instances, it’s a good thing season 3 happened because otherwise, this would be a multi-page essay on the problems with race and class privilege as it pertains to Sam LaRusso and just some... generally not nice comments about Demetri that I’m conflicted about because I’m not sure if the writers are intentionally trying to write him a specific way and it’s just not translating to me or what. But season 3 revamped both of their images with me a lot. I’m way more flexible in terms of Demetri, but lmao I was the number one Sam LaRusso hater for a minute there (or maybe number 2, I can think of at least 1 other person who was in that boat with me back in like... August/September, but I won’t call them out because I don’t want them to get hate...) However, I have grown a bit in my opinions of Sam, and even though I still think she’s responsible  for a lot of shit she NEVER gets held accountable for, I also think that’s a reflection of the adults around her too, and this includes my otherwise unproblematic queen, Amanda.

But honestly, my most hated character (other than the obvious villain that is Kreese) is Daniel. No matter how handsome Ralph Macchio looks in cable-knits, because Daniel has always been a sanctimonious, shit starting drama king and I say that about KK Daniel too. I’m not saying Daniel was the ~true villain~ or anything, or that Johnny was innocent -- I can only drink so much Red and Yellow Kool-Aid -- but Daniel’s always been annoying to me as a protagonist, and turning him into a smarmy wealthy car salesman who is also a class traitor did not do him any favors in my book. I will say, I also like Daniel more in season 3 than I have in previous season, but since he is the adult, I will be mad at him longer than I will be at the kids, ya feel?

10. Most disliked arc? Why?

 Johnny’s entire season 3 storyline. The sheer level of REGRESSION at every turn drives me bonkers. It’s like watching him go through all of the stumbling blocks of season 1 all over again, but without the “he’s learning! He’s going to make mistakes!” free pass that I was willing to give him the first time around. He regularly jeopardizes Miguel’s recovery and it’s played for laughs. He fucks up on every level with Robby. He spends most of his time running away when things get hard or too real. He drops the ball completely with Hawk, and like, not to put too fine a point on it, but a lot of Hawk’s issues are because Johnny put Hawk on this ‘flip the script and be a badass’ path and then offered him no guidance for how to walk that path and instead left him in the hands of Kreese. And then he has the nerve to go to Hawk and basically be like “I made you what you are!” lmao yeah Johnny, you sure did, that’s why he’s breaking peoples arms, hoss. And then all of the nonsense with Ali and Carmen, like... if you were planning on teasing KK fans with Ali and him getting back together, why write her as married in the first place? Why even tease the idea of Carmen and Johnny until after you were sure what you were going to do with Ali as a character? Instead, they do what they did in season 3 and it makes him look like a colossal jerk. So yeah. Literally every choice they made with Johnny this season, I hated.

14. Unpopular opinion about your fandom? People who hate Tory are not valid, sorry not sorry.

16. If you could change anything in the show, what would you change? I would have kept Miguel entirely out of Tory and Sam’s beef. Or at least not directly inserted him into it like he was with the kiss. I know the writers thought it was necessary to push Tory to the point of inciting a fight at school, but I am just so exhausted over girls being unable to fight about anything but boys. Also I would bring Aisha back.

20. What is the purest ship in the fandom? 

I am probably biased, but I still maintain it’s Migueli. Look, Miguel stood up to Kyler for Eli and Demetri both. Hawk joined CK because he saw what it could do for some skinny nerd who was getting his ass kicked. And he took to CK, really took to it! Even flourished before he started getting mixed messages. And he and Miguel were pretty much inseparable after that. They coordinated their wardrobes ffs. Hawk dubbed him El Serpiente and no one else calls him that — it’s Hawk’s nickname for him. Miguel confides in Hawk only secondary to Johnny, who is like a father to him. The entire Coyote Creek exchange shows they can fight and disagree but... well, to use the cliche, they don’t go to bed angry, you know? They’re square the very next day. Hawk is the first person at Miguel’s side when he gets kicked over the balcony and the LOOK he gives the second floor where Robby is? That boy is out for blood immediately to avenge Miguel. So much of his s3 behavior is fueled by that need for vengeance because MD is wholly responsible for what happened to Miguel. And Miguel is so confused and betrayed by Hawk’s shift in behavior, and yet still holds out hope that Hawk will see through Kreese’s BS and come with him to The Dojo I Refuse to Name. And when Hawk does make that deflection finally, he shows up at MD with Miguel. There’s so much more that I know I’m missing but whether someone ships them or not, that is a tried and true love and respect for one another, a willingness to fight for and defend one another that you don’t often see in TV friendships... or even in most tv relationships. And I just think that’s the best ❤️

22. Popular character you hate?

 Daniel, hands down. I mean... I don’t even necessarily hate Daniel, you know? I just think it’s really, pardon the pun, rich that a guy of immense wealth and privilege can’t get a therapist or turn to his far too patient wife for help with his existential crisis over his high school bully opening up a karate dojo to make some money and help a kid who is getting the crap kicked out of him. I get that Daniel’s narrative is necessary for the rivalry, but it does nothing to make him sympathetic as a character.

23. Unpopular character you love?

 Tory, definitely! Everyone hates her and then there’s me and the Squad over here banging away on our Coors Banquet cans yelling TORY RIGHTS! Seriously she catches so much flack for a teenage girl who is... the sole income provider for her family? At 17? While caring for a sick mom and a little brother? And fending off a creepy landlord? Tory has it so rough and then she meets a cool girl at her dojo who asks her to hang out at some fancy ass country club which is probably the nicest place Tory has ever been in, and then she gets talked down to and accused of being a thief and has another girl lay hands on her, only to find out that same girl is her new boyfriend’s ex and... ugh. I HATE that Tory gets shit all over when Tory and Sam wouldn’t even have beef if Sam had apologized to Tory as she SHOULD have. Tory isn’t innocent, but damn, I’d be pressed too.

 My other unpopular character I love? Nathaniel. Seriously that kid is THE best. He’s a literal child but is out there like I WILL FUCK YOU UP, even though he’s MD. Honestly, his Cobra Kai energy is so ferocious I won’t be surprised if he moves back to CK eventually. Anyway, I love him.


26. Most shippable character?

 Miguel, hands down. It’s because he’s so affable and sweet overall. And because his hair is so fluffy and pettable that no one can resist touching it. I like to imagine that one day he and Hawk are talking about their hair and Hawk makes a joke about how Miguel’s mane is getting so long that it’s going to be bigger than his own, and then he reaches out to ruffle it and internally has a bisexual meltdown because oh no IT’S SO SOFT AND NICE. But uh... anyway, yes. Definitely Miguel.

[hawkepockets]

YESSS PLEASE ELABORATE ON IDA…… MY BRAIN IS DRY AND UR OC CONTENT IS WHAT WATERS IT

!!! ah thank you!! ❤️

1. nobara kugisaki (jjk)

i really love kugisaki’s energy because she’s just like, so convincingly a teenage girl. she’s difficult, proud, overzealous, materialistic, and runs very hot & cold between being super affectionate and super hostile. she can get defensive and let points fly over her head that she should be smart enough to understand (like when another girl points out that young women shouldn’t have to be hyper competent and look cute just to be taken seriously, and kugisaki angrily replies that she is hyper competent and cute so it doesn’t matter).

ida can be hard to predict and put up with in the same way, and has a bad habit of being wilfully ignorant when something hurts her pride.

2. dipper pines (gravity falls)

like dipper, ida can be distrustful to the point of conspiracy theories, and tends to conflate her intense imagination with “the facts.” she’s also the serious twin to scott’s goofball mabel, and she tends to dismiss scott’s problems as silly, shallow, and short-term compared to her own. the main difference between ida and dipper is that she’s a lot harder to scare!

3. sam winchester (spn)

i used a photo of sam from supernatural season 1 because although ida has some things in common with sam personality-wise (intensity, seriousness, warmth, and suspicion again), the big thing is their relationship with an abusive father.

while scott & dean grow up as people-pleasers who keep trying to justify, cover up, or take responsibility for their dads’ behavior, ida & sam have their eyes opened at an early age, and get pissed about it. they fight, talk back, run away more than once, and rebel by trying to get themselves an education (sam goes to stanford; ida becomes an archaeology intern) when their fathers warned them not to. despite, or maybe because of, how much sam and ida push back, they end up perversely being their fathers’ favorite, and resemble them in their tendencies towards anger and obsession.

where sam usually gives up agency to dean, though, ida is the more assertive twin. it’s an active struggle for her to break the cycle of abuse and not lash out at scott like their father did.

i have a lot of feelings about this one.

4. katara (atla)

once again it’s about being a messy, wilful, sometimes too acidic young woman who can alienate people with her pride, even though it’s backed up by heart and skill. katara & ida are both really dutiful and perfectionistic, and easily upset when they feel others are being dishonorable or not taking things as seriously as they are. they have hot tempers that they actively work to control. ida can be a little preachy and controlling, like katara, but, also like katara, increases in grace and magnetism as she ages, without toning down her passion.

5. leia organa (starwars)

i don’t want to get too repetitive, but again, it’s about being the serious twin, the idealistic cynic, and capable of both harsh coldness and great warmth. ida wears a braid crown when she’s older, as a homage to leia!

6. alina starkov (s&b)

she’s mean!! >:-)

alina was one of my favorite characters as a kid, because she was honestly kind of a bitch and was allowed to be not just surface level sarcastic, but actively selfish, cruel, and hungry for power, knowledge, and love at times, and yet she was still always written as worth caring about & rooting for, and that’s the kind of heroine i see ida as!

7. mako (legend of korra)

protective! angry! self-pitying! awkward! suspicuous! loving! has unforgiveably put their foot in their mouth and pushed people away more than once! attention from a hot girl has the same effect on them as a concussion!! you get it.

8. judy robinson (lost in space 2018)

judy is a serious, ambitious, super smart, high-strung kid scientist who takes family and space exploration super seriously, and always wants to be the one with the day-saving piece of knowledge or crazy plan that Just Might Work. very often, she is the hero, but sometimes the rules of physics, misfortune, or her own limitations get in the way, and reality makes her so anxious that she snaps, either breaking down, or lashing out and making their sibling (penny for judy, scott for ida) feel dumb so they feel smart again by comparison. the combo of competence & insecurity for both of them is potent!!

[quietepics]

                                       ♡ · 　INTRO.　 * .  III / ?.

           hi everyone !  time to introduce my new chaotic kid to you all .  this here is dorothea choi ,  but you can call her theo .  not thea  ---  theo .  she’s a  daughter of ares ,  a hero ,  her weapon of choice is a big af battle axe ,  and i’m very excited to have her around !  this intro will be a little messy but i hope it’s okay nonetheless .  let’s go !

THE BASICS

name:  dorothea choi nickname(s):  theo birthday:  apr. 15th, 1997 ethnicity:   korean birthplace:  queens ,  new york gender identity:  cis female sexuality:  pansexual / panromantic powers:  odikinesis  &  telumkinesis mixtape:  bad guy / billie eilish ,  glory and gore / lorde ,  natural / imagine dragons ,  sweatpants / childish gambino ,  the warpath / conner youngblood character inspiration:  bruno bucciarati ( jjba ),  district two tributes ( hunger games ),  the king of the hill,  kyoshi ( avatar: the last airbender ),  eric northman ( true blood )

THE MUSE  ( murder, kidnapping, violence mention )

dorothea choi never met her father ,  ares ,  and she isn’t bothered by it in the slightest .  raised by a single mother who immigrated to the united states from south korea with her one year old daughter ,  the lack of a big family never bothered her .  she build her own family in the streets of flushing  —  a neighborhood located in queens ,  new york .

knowing around the streets as the girl who was always willing to land a hand especially to children and elderly people ,  dorothea soon built up a reputation for herself .  whenever someone needed help ,  they’d come to her for it .  at first ,  the requests were simple ;  babysitting ,  help with grocery shopping ,  small things like that .  eventually ,  things started changing .

a wave of crime started spreading across the borough ,  eventually reaching the girl’s neighborhood .  robberies ,  hate crimes ,  missing people ,  a murder or two .  even at such a young age  ( she was only eleven back then ) ,  people seemed to trust her more than they did any actual authority figure .  in fact ,  the authority cared little and soon gave up on most investigations .  that fact angered dorothea ,  and it almost felt as though her anger encouraged that of others . 

soon enough ,  dorothea put together a small group of people she trusted ,  no more than five total ,  and sought out to fix things around flushing .  needless to say she succeeded  ---  in fact ,  she reveled in it .  it was a bit scary ,  just how much she enjoyed punishing the criminals ,  making her own justice ,  protecting the people she loved ,  those who were counting on her .  their anger became her own ,  and she enjoyed every second of it .

it wasn’t long before people from other neighborhood heard about dorothea’s gang from the grapevine ,  and started begging them for help .  more and more areas were getting cleaned up as the days passed ,  all thanks to the girl and her ever expanding team .  

it became known in the back alleys and hidden places of new york that if someone had a problem ,  ‘ theo ’ would take care of it .  not thea ,  theo .  for some reason ,  people always linked the idea of someone with a spiked bat punishing criminals and scaring them more than the police did to the figure of a man ,  which she found hilarious .  it was always funny to see the look on their faces when theo revealed herself to be a teenage girl with ruby red hair and an insatiable appetite for destruction .

in 2016 ,  the authorities at nemean lion became aware of the strange occurrences throughout new york city ,  how the crime waves magically stopped .  they knew it wasn’t the police’s doing ,  it seemed a bit too strange ,  and decided to investigate .  it was then that they found theo ,  sitting in a room much like a queen on a throne .  she didn’t deny anything ;  on the contrary ,  she owed up to everything .  maybe it wasn’t the perfect type of justice ,  but it was her own ,  and it worked .  people were safe ,  happy ,  and they loved her for it .  sure ,  theo has lost a feel things along the way ;  her sense of self and control over her own emotions ,  especially anger and hatred ,  but she considered it a small price to pay .

when asked about how she did it ,  how she got away with so much ,  the girl simply smiled and said  ❝ i’m good at making people angry ❞.  that alone was enough for the nl authorities to know she was special ,  and theo’s been living here since then .  she’s in the hero track ,  naturally ,  yet often gets into trouble due to her lack of control .  

the girl likes to think of herself as nl’s secret weapon ,  someone they keep off the action until they find themselves helpless ,  but she knows the truth:  theo is unhinged ,  unstable at best ,  and they can’t afford to have her hurt the other demigods .  she wouldn’t want that either .  even so ,  if there’s a problem even in nl grounds ,  it’s not unusual to hear someone tell you to let theo fix it .

[themissinghippogriff]

| ,love james | an imagine

Sirius x Reader

Desription: (Really sweet, in my opinion and im rather proud of it) James gets tired of the amount of time reader is spending with Sirius and figures out a way to break the two up. 

W.C: 1.8k+

Warning: Eh not really

Requested

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James huffed as he played with his snitch, once again Sirius was off with (y/n). He hadn’t minded that much at first but it was like they were always with each other. He barely saw Sirius and even between classes she dragged him off somewhere for a snog or a bloody quickie. 

Remus suppressed a smile as he leaned against the tree, book open, “ Is everything alright, James?” he asked, a sandy brow raised. 

James let out an even heavier huff, “ Just peachy, that leech with (y/h/c) hair is an absolute Padfoot hog!” he cried in disbelief to both Peter and Remus who shared a look, as if the two had heard this a hundred times before, “ I mean at first it wasn’t a big deal-,” 

“ Easy, Prongs,” said Remus in a mild voice, “ You wouldn’t want Sirius to hear you talk about (y/n) like that,” 

Jame’s mouth dropped, “ HE’S NOT EVEN AROUND TO HEAR!” he stated before pulling himself up, the cogs in his head turning at top speed, “ And I’m going to do something about it!” 

Remus let out a sigh and looked at Peter, “ This isn’t good is it Pete?” 

Peter smiled lazily, “ Might as well sit back and watch, you know it’s not a good idea to get in between a married couple,” he quipped staring at James’s back as he marched up to the castle. 

Remus only nodded, “ Look at you, Pete, using your head for a change,” 

-

James racked his brain for an idea to break the two up, make Sirius think she slept with someone? No, too messy, same going the other way around. James might have been an ass but he wasn’t a dick, well that’s what he liked to think anyway. 

He paced back and forth around his dorm until an idea- a brilliant idea hit him like a bolt of lightning. An evil glint appeared in his eye as he pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill. 

(y/n) was a fairly sought out after girl, much like Sirius- he guessed that’s what drew the two together, so this idea was genius. He would write a boy in Ravenclaw, Benjy Fenwick, a love note posing as (y/n). 

He took a deep breath and with his left  hand, pressed his fingers together before doing what actors did before getting into character, but he looked more like an angry Italian if anything. He was (y/n), and then he began-

“ Dear Benjy,

I have feelings for you but I don’t know how to tell Sirius, please leave your response underneath the gargoyle on the second floor.

, Love (y/n)  “

The messy haired teen laughed maliciously, all he needed was a final touch and he knew just how to get it. Lucky for him no one else was in the common room besides first and second years. All he had to do was sneak up to the girls’ dormitory, grab her perfume, spray the letter, and get the hell out of dodge. 

He tucked the letter into his pocket, grabbed the invisibility cloak and then hurried down the stone steps. He whispered the spell to the stairway, ensuring it didn’t become a huge slide when he tried to climb it. 

He ran up the stairs, his heart racing at the thought of being caught. He made it to the fifth year dormitory and opened it slightly, peeking in to make sure there wasn’t anyone in there. He stepped into the room which looked- and smelled a lot better then his own. 

He moved over toward the dresser and saw tubes of lipstick and eyeshadow palettes but no perfume- and then he saw it. On top of (y/n)’s trunk a small glass bottle that was tinted purple. Quickly, he fished the letter out of his pocket and basically hosed down the paper with it. 

He set the bottle down and bolted. 

-

The next day during Charms when Remus wasn’t looking he slipped the paper into Benjy’s bag, undetected. Now the only thing there was left to do was wait. He sat back, a frown gracing his handsome face. He was doing the right thing, yeah? 

Sirius had to be miserable with that bird constantly up his ass, he’s just too scared to break it off with her- yeah! That was it. 

-

Later that evening James made his way to the second floor, eager to see if Benjy had written back. He was not disappointed-

“ Dear (y/n),

I can tell you this is delightful news as I’ve had a crush on you for quite some time now, and as for Sirius, just break it off. But in the meantime, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. 

, Love Benjy “ 

Jame’s burst into a laughing fit which quickly turned into coughing as his eyes bolted around the hallway. He caught sight of a second year looking at him with wide eyes but they scampered off after he glared. 

This was perfect, thank Merlin!

-

Before dinner James composed another letter, this time adding bit and pieces of not exactly PG rated ideas, and as he knew what the perfume bottle looked like and the name he could summon it easily. 

He placed the letter back behind the gargoyle and then headed to the Great Hall, which unsurprisingly, Sirius was nowhere to be found. 

-

James opened up his dorm to see (y/n) atop Sirius- naked. 

“ BLOODY HELL MATE!” he screamed, his hands going to his eyes, “ REMUS STAY BACK! STAY BACK!” he repeated before slamming the door shut.

Remus huffed a laugh, “ Are they going at it?” he asked. 

James shuddered, “ This is the fifth time I’ve walked in on them! I swear it’s like they want to be seen!”

-

It had been three days and James was getting impatient. He had been kicked out of his own dorm, blown off, robbed of a best friend, and his eyes assaulted far too many times! Enough was enough but the question was how to have this all come tumbling down. 

He racked his brain for ideas as he walked down the corridor one afternoon but stopped when he saw Benjy looking out at Sirius and (y/n). His fists were clenched and his eyes narrowed as he sped towards them, “ Oi, Black!” he yelled. 

Oh shit. 

“ Gerrof her!” he said, pushing (y/n) behind him, “ She doesn’t bloody want you!” 

Sirius’s eyes flashed and (y/n) looked confused as she shoved Benjy off of her, “ Excuse me?!” she sputtered, “ What the hell is your problem?!” 

Benjy’s mouth dropped, “ What are you doing?! You told me you were going to break up with him and get with me!” 

(y/n), Sirius, and James’s jaws dropped in unison at this sudden declaration. 

Sirius spun around onto (y/n), his eyes full of devastation, “ Is...Is that true?” he whispered. 

She shook her head frantically, grabbing his hand, “ No Sirius!” she gasped, her eyes pleading, “ You know me, you know I would never cheat!” 

Sirius nodded his head but didn’t meet her eyes, he took her hand from hers and turned back to Benjy, “ Shove off and let her and I talk, you damn liar,” he growled. 

James watched the whole thing go down with large hazel eyes, if this is what muggles called a soap opera then he just might get into watching them. 

The blond boy faltered but reached down into his bag and pulled out the letter that had been sent by James, unbeknownst to him. James grimaced, things were about to get ugly. 

Fenwick handed Sirius the letters, “ These were written by her, to me- smell them! She sprayed them with perfume,” 

James rubbed his hands together as a fly would, but little did he know he was about to get smacked in the face with the newest rolled up  addition of vogue, “ This isn’t her handwriting- nor is it her perfume,” bit out Sirius, throwing the letters back in Benjy’s face who paled. 

Oh shit. 

(y/n) picked up one of the letter’s and sniffed, “ This… this is Emmaline’s perfume,” she said, her eyes hurt. Jame’s eyes practically bulged out of his head, she thought Emmaline had done it. 

His stomach soured as guilt made a home in his chest, the realization that he had not only roped Fenwick into his little play, but Em as well. 

Fenwick bolted back up to the castle as (y/n) wiped at her eyes, “ Why would Emmy do this,” she sniffed, “ She’s my best friend,” 

Sirius didn’t know what to do, “ I’m sorry love, but… it doesn’t seem like she is,” 

James’ heart lurched as he replaced the names. He acting as Emmaline, (y/n) as Sirius, and Sirius as her. He had fucked up, royally. 

She said something to Sirius who nodded. She started off toward Gryffindor tower while Sirius watched her go with sad eyes, running a hand through his dark locks before making his way to the hall for dinner. 

James chased after her, “ Oi! (y/l/n)!” he yelled before she could reach the staircase. She stopped and turned to him with a curious look. 

“ Yes, James?” 

He opened his mouth but nothing came out, he struggled but in the end his voice came through, “ It was me,” he said quietly, “ I sent the notes,”

Her eyes widened and her hand went to her heart, “ What? W-Why?” she asked. 

James rubbed the back of his neck, “ Because I was jealous and I felt like… I felt like you had stolen my best mate,” 

Her eyes flashed with anger, “ Are you bloody thick, James Potter?!” she demanded, “ Steal Sirius from you? Are you kidding?!” she asked in disbelief, “ Sirius loves you so much! I could never steal him from you!”

James shrunk back, his eyes on the ground, “ I’m sorry I was wrong, but please, Emmaline had nothing to do with this, it was all me,” 

She was silent, “ I appreciate your honesty, “ she murmured, “ But don’t think I’m not telling Sirius,” 

-

James hung his head as Sirius yelled at him and afterwards he slammed the door, leaving James to feel horrible. 

It was three days later and Sirius hadn’t spoken to him, and that was when (y/n) came up to him, a frown on her face, “ C’mon, James,” she said, “ Let’s go get your best mate back,” 

-

Sirius was eating breakfast when a letter swayed down in front of his face, landing near his plate. It was addressed to him but didn’t have a name. The teenager opened it-

“ Dear Sirius,

I know you’re absolutely pissed at me but I just want you to know how sorry I am, I know I fucked up. I’ve apologized to (y/n) over and over and she had the idea for me to write you a letter… ironic huh? Once again I’m so sorry Padfoot, and I promise I’ll never do something as stupid as this again. 

, Love James”

Sirius sniffed the letter and chuckled, that git had really sprayed it with his cologne. He looked down the table to find his girlfriend staring at him with a soft smile. He returned it, getting up to go find his best mate. 

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