#it's not that i didn't wish i lived in a world where everyone automatically assumed i wasn't into the nazi from part 2

[vampucci]

JOJO PIXIV TAG LIST PARTS 1-7

i wanted a list that put ALL OF THEM together in one post - ship tags and individual character tags for people who might have difficulty finding the most effective ones - so i decided i’d do it myself since i have the free time. lemme know if i missed anything important (especially difficult to find f/f ships and the like)

Important Notes:

i mostly included stuff that had anything dedicated to it but some are very sparse. maybe they’ll garner more content over time!

japanese ship names traditionally denote a seme/uke dynamic. the more dominant partner comes first in the tag, so if you search jotaro/kakyoin you’ll probably get a lot of dommy jotaro and subby kakyoin and if you search kakyoin/jotaro you’ll get a lot of the opposite. heterosexual ships almost always list the man’s name first.

many of these searches produce nsfw results!!! please browse responsibly, especially when it comes to child characters, incest, or other upsetting subjects. just because it’s listed it doesn’t mean i like it personally - this is for exhaustive documentation. you may also consider many tags as here for the purpose of omitting them from searches by putting them after a “-”.

i’ve put ジョジョ (jojo) in with a couple vague names (like danny or kars) to make sure they come up with their intended results but if anything else seems too broad just copy/paste that in with your search.

read below pls

most of these were found via the official tag list or on my own after much frustration but many were written down and translated by saltynovember!

EDIT: hey it’s so good that the links i bothered to embed into all of these tags aren’t showing up. here’s an actual text link to a doc where you can just click on all of them if you want that: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1CWvaoMJLqkJx2q_FcaeZKuGDVMeayFxmxAdqxD23deM/edit?usp=sharing

GENERAL TAGS

JOJO; ジョジョ (Jojo); ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)

x部 (Replace x with desired part number, e.g. 4部 = DIU)

荒木荘 (All villains, usually domestic AU)

混部 (All Jojo parts, part crossovers)

JOJO【百合】(F/F content)

JOJO【腐】(M/M content)

ジョジョNL (Het content)

ジョースター家 (The Joestars)

195cm組 (195cm tall Joestar boys, i.e. Jonathan, Joseph and Jotaro)

DIOの息子 (Dio's children)

無駄家族 (Dio and his children, as well as Jonathan)

チーム食物連鎖 (”Team Food Chain;” Diavolo, Dio, and Kars)

NON-SHIP PAIRS:

無駄親子 (Dio and Giorno; “Mudad”)

僕親子 (Jonathan and Giorno; “Bokudad”)

オラ親子 (Jotaro and Jolyne; “Oradad”)

イカサマ親子 (Joseph and Josuke; “Swindler Dad”)

波紋組 (Jonathan and Joseph; “Team Hamon”)

隠し子組 (Josuke and Giorno; “Team Illegitimate Child”)

CROSS-PART SHIPS:

ジョセジョナ (Joseph/Jonathan)

承ジョナ (Jotaro/Jonathan)

ジョナジョル (Jonathan/Giorno)

仗承 (Josuke/Jotaro)

仗ジョル (Josuke/Giorno)

仗徐 (Josuke/Jolyne)

ジョル仗 (Giorno/Josuke)

ジョル徐 (Giorno/Jolyne)

カーズDIO (Kars/Dio)

DIOジョル (Dio/Giorno)

ジョルDIO (Giorno/Dio)

吉良ボス (Kira/Diavolo)

DIO徐 (Dio/Jolyne)

DIOディエ (Dio/Diego)

承承 (Jotaro/Jotaro)

DIOディオ (Dio/Dio)

PART 1

ジョナサン・ジョースター (Jonathan Joestar)

DIO or ディオ or ディオ・ブランドー (Dio Brando)

エリナ・ペンドルトン or エリナ・ジョースター (Erina Pendleton/Joestar)

スピードワゴン or ロバート・E・O・スピードワゴン (Speedwagon)

ウィル・A・ツェペリ (Will A. Zeppeli)

ジョージ・ジョースター (George Joestar I)

ストライツォ (Straizo)

ダイアー ジョジョ (Dire)

ダニー ジョジョ (Danny)

ワンチェン (Wang Chan)

ダリオ・ブランドー (Dario Brando)

トンペティ (Tonpetty)

PART 1 SHIPS:

ジョナエリ (Jonathan/Erina)

ディオジョナ or  DIOジョナ (Dio/Jonathan)

ジョナディオ or ジョナDIO (Jonathan/Dio)

ジョナスピ (Jonathan/Speedwagon)

スピジョナ (Speedwagon/Jonathan)

ツェぺジョナ (Zeppeli/Jonathan)

ジョナツェぺ (Jonathan/Zeppeli)

ディオスピ (Dio/Speedwagon)

Other part 1 tags:

ファントムブラッド (Phantom Blood)

ジョナサン受け (Uke Jonathan, various partners)

PART 2

ジョセフ・ジョースター (Joseph Joestar)

シーザー・A・ツェペリ (Caesar Zeppeli)

リサリサ (Lisa Lisa)

エリナ・ペンドルトン or エリナ・ジョースター (Erina Pendleton/Joestar)

スピードワゴン or ロバート・E・O・スピードワゴン (Speedwagon)

シュトロハイム (Rudol Von Stroheim)

メッシーナ (Messina; Loggins had like no results)

スージーQ (Suzi Q)

カーズ ジョジョ (Kars)

ワムウ (Wamuu)

エシディシ (Esidisi)

サンタナ ジョジョ (Santana)

PART 2 SHIPS:

ジョセQ (Joseph/Suzi Q)

シーリサ (Caesar/Lisa Lisa)

カーリサ (Kars/Lisa Lisa)

シージョセ (Caesar/Joseph)

ジョセシー (Joseph/Caesar)

ジョセスピ (Joseph/Speedwagon)

シュトジョセ (Stroheim/Joseph)

エシカー (Esidisi/Kars)

カズエシ (Kars/Esidisi)

ワムジョセ (Wamuu/Joseph)

ジョセワム (Joseph/Wamuu)

カージョセ (Kars/Joseph)

ジョセカー (Joseph/Kars)

カーワム (Kars/Wamuu)

ワムカー (Wamuu/Kars)

サンシュト (Santana/Stroheim)

シュトサン (Stroheim/Santana)

Other part 2 tags:

戦闘潮流 (Battle Tendency)

波紋戦士 (Hamon warriors; general hamon users)

PART 3

空条 承太郎 (Jotaro Kujo)

ジョセフ・ジョースター (Joseph Joestar)

ポルナレフ (Jean Pierre Polnareff)

ポルナレフ 妹 (Polnareff’s sister)

花京院 典明 (Noriaki Kakyoin)

モハメド・アヴドゥル (Muhammad Avdol)

イギー ジョジョ (Iggy)

空条ホリィ (Holly Kujo)

スージーQ (Suzi Q)

DIO or ディオ or ディオ・ブランドー (Dio Brando)

エンヤ婆 (Enya Geil)

ヴァニラ・アイス (Vanilla Ice)

ホル・ホース (Hol Horse)

ヌケサク (Nukesaku)

ダニエル・J・ダービー (Daniel J. D’arby)

テレンス・T・ダービー (Telence J. D’arby)

ペット・ショップ (Pet Shop)

ンドゥール (N’Doul)

マライア (Mariah)

アレッシー (Alessi)

オインゴ (Oingo)

ボインゴ (Boingo)

アヌビス神 ジョジョ (Anubis)

偽キャプテン・テニール (Impostor Captain Tennille)

呪いのデーボ (Devo)

ラバーソール (Rubber Soul)

J・ガイル ジョジョ (J. Geil)

ネナ ジョジョ (Nena)

鋼入りのダン (Steely Dan)

マニッシュ・ボーイ (Mannish Boy)

ミドラー ジョジョ (Midler)

チャカ(ジョジョの奇妙な冒険) (Chaka)

PART 3 SHIPS:

花ホリ (Kakyoin/Holly)

承花 (Jotaro/Kakyoin)

花承 (Kakyoin/Jotaro)

花ポル (Kakyoin/Polnareff)

ポル花 (Polnareff/Kakyoin)

承ポル (Jotaro/Polnareff)

ポル承 (Polnareff/Jotaro)

アヴポル (Avdol/Polnareff)

ポルアヴ (Polnareff/Avdol)

承ジョセ  (Jotaro/Joseph)

ジョセ承 (Joseph/Jotaro)

スタ承 (Star Platinum/Jotaro)

承スタ (Jotaro/Star Platinum)

スタハイ (Star Platinum/Hierophant Green)

花ジョセ (Kakyoin/Joseph)

承DIO (Jotaro/Dio)

DIO承 (Dio/Jotaro)

DIO花 (Dio/Kakyoin)

テレ花 (Telence/Kakyoin)

テレダニ (Telence/Daniel)

ダニテレ (Daniel/Telence)

ミドマラ (Midler/Mariah)

花DIO (Kakyoin/Dio)

DIOジョセ (Dio/Joseph)

ヴァニテレ (Vanilla/Telence)

テレヴァニ (Telence/Vanilla)

DIOヴァニ (Dio/Vanilla)

ヴァニDIO (Vanilla/Dio)

ホルポル (Hol/Polnareff)

ンドゥ承 (N’Doul/Jotaro)

承ンドゥ (Jotaro/N’Doul)

テレンドゥ (Telence/N’Doul)

DIOンドゥ (Dio/N’Doul)

DIOホル (Dio/Hol)

ホルDIO (Hol/Dio)

ボイホル (Boingo/Hol)

ホルボイ (Hol/Boingo)

ホルネナ (Hol/Nena)

ワーDIO (The World/Dio)

DIOワー (Dio/The World)

Other part 3 tags:

スターダストクルセイダース (Stardust Crusaders)

アレッシーモード (Alessi Mode; refers to characters changed into children by/as if by Sethan)

アレッシー化 (Alessification; same as the above)

承太郎受け (Uke Jotaro, various partners)

DIO受け or ディオ受け (Uke Dio, various partners)

PART 4

東方 仗助 (Josuke Higashikata)

虹村 億泰 (Okuyasu Nijimura)

広瀬 康一 (Koichi Hirose)

岸辺 露伴 (Rohan Kishibe)

吉良 吉影 (Yoshikage Kira)

空条 承太郎 4部 (Part 4 Jotaro Kujo)

川尻 早人 (Hayato Kawajiri)

杉�� 鈴美 (Reimi Sugimoto)

重ちー (Shigekiyo Yangu)

音石 明 (Akira Otoishi)

ジョセフ・ジョースター (Joseph Joestar)

未起隆 (Hazekura Mikitaka)

山岸 由花子 (Yukako Yamagishi)

噴上 裕也 (Yuya Fungami)

小林 玉美 (Tamami Kobayashi)

間田 敏和 (Toshikazu Hazamada)

トニオ・トラサルディー (Tonio Trussardi)

静・ジョースター (Shizuka Joestar)

辻 彩 (Aya Tsuji)

アーノルド　ジョジョ (Arnold)

東方 朋子 (Tomoko Higashikata)

東方 良平 ジョジョ (Ryohei Higashikata)

吉良 吉廣 (Yoshihiro Kira)

虹村 形兆 (Keicho Nijimura)

片桐 安十郎 or アンジェロ ジョジョ (Anjuro Katagiri)

大柳 賢 or ジャンケン小僧 (Ken Oyanagi)

鋼田一 豊大 (Toyohiro Kanedaichi)

宮本 輝之輔 (Terunosuke Miyamoto)

虹村 父 (Okuyasu’s dad)

乙 雅三 (Masazo Kinoto)

川尻 しのぶ (Shinobu Kawajiri)

猫草 (Plant Cat/Catgrass)

PART 4 SHIPS:

露鈴 (Rohan/Reimi)

吉良しの (Kira/Shinobu)

康由 (Koichi/Yukako)

仗露 (Josuke/Rohan)

仗承 or 叔父甥 (Josuke/Jotaro; Uncle/Nephew)

承仗 or 甥叔父 (Jotaro/Josuke; Nephew/Uncle)

露仗 (Rohan/Josuke)

仗億 (Josuke/Okuyasu)

億仗 (Okuyasu/Josuke)

噴仗 (Fungami/Josuke)

露康 (Rohan/Koichi)

康露 (Koichi/Rohan)

承露 (Jotaro/Rohan)

露承 (Rohan/Jotaro)

トニ億 (Tonio/Okuyasu)

露億 (Rohan/Okuyasu)

サー仗 (Surface/Josuke)

形億 (Keicho/Okuyasu)

音形 (Akira/Keicho)

川吉良 (Kosaku/Kira)

吉良川 (Kira/Kosaku)

吉良仗 (Kira/Josuke)

仗吉良 (Josuke/Kira)

承吉良 (Jotaro/Kira)

Other part 4 tags:

ダイヤモンドは砕けない (Diamond is Unbreakable)

杜王町 (The town of Morioh)

PART 5

ジョルノ・ジョバァーナ (Giorno Giovanna)

ブチャラティ (Bruno Buccellati)

アバッキオ (Leone Abbacchio)

ミスタ ジョジョ (Guido Mista)

ナランチャ (Narancia Ghirga)

フーゴ ジョジョ (Pannacotta Fugo)

トリッシュ (Trish Una)

ポルナレフ 5部 or 5部ナレフ (Part 5 Jean Pierre Polnareff)

ココ・ジャンボ (Coco Jumbo)

ペリーコロ (Pericolo)

ディアボロ (Diavolo)

ドッピオ (Doppio Vinegar)

スクアーロ ジョジョ (Squalo)

ティッツァーノ (Tiziano)

カルネ ジョジョ (Carne)

チョコラータ (Cioccolata)

セッコ (Secco)

ポルポ (Polpo)

リゾット (Risotto Nero)

ホルマジオ (Formaggio)

イルーゾォ (Illuso)

プロシュート (Prosciutto)

ペッシ ジョジョ (Pesci)

メローネ (Melone)

ギアッチョ (Ghiaccio)

スコリッピ (Scolippi)

PART 5 SHIPS:

ブチャトリ (Buccellati/Trish)

ミストリ ジョジョ (Mista/Trish)

ジョルトリ (Giorno/Trish)

ジョルミス (Giorno/Mista)

ミスジョル (Mista/Giorno)

アバブチャ (Abbacchio/Buccellati)

ブチャアバ (Buccellati/Abbacchio)

ジョルフー (Giorno/Fugo)

フーナラ (Fugo/Narancia)

ナラフー (Narancia/Fugo)

ジョルポル (Giorno/Polnareff)

ブチャジョル (Buccellati/Giorno)

ジョルブ (Giorno/Buccellati)

ブチャナラ (Buccellati/Narancia)

ブチャフー (Buccellati/Fugo)

ジョル承 (Giorno/Jotaro)

リゾプロ (Risotto/Prosciutto)

プリゾ (Prosciutto/Risotto)

メロギア (Melone/Ghiaccio)

ギアメロ (Ghiaccio/Melone)

ホルイル (Formaggio/Illuso)

ソルジェラ (Sorbet/Gelato)

プロペシ (Prosciutto/Pesci)

ギアリゾ (Ghiaccio/Risotto)

スクティツ (Squalo/Tiziano)

フーイル (Fugo/Illuso)

Other part 5 tags:

黄金の風 (Golden Wind/Vento Aureo)

護衛チーム (Assassination Team)

PART 6

空条 徐倫 (Jolyne Cujoh)

エルメェス (Hermes Costello)

エンポリオ ジョジョ (Emporio Alniño)

空条承太郎 6部 (Part 6 Jotaro Kujo)

フー・ファイターズ (Foo Fighters)

アナスイ (Narciso Anasui)

ウェザー ジョジョ (Weather Report)

グェス ジョジョ (Guess)

アイリン ジョジョ (Irene)

アナキス ジョジョ (Anakiss)

プッチ ジョジョ or プッチ神父 (Enrico Pucci)

ペルラ ジョジョ or ペルラ プッチ (Perla Pucci)

ドナテロ・ヴェルサス (Donatello Versus)

リキエル (Rikiel)

ウンガロ (Ungalo)

緑色の赤ちゃん (Green Baby)

スポーツ・マックス (Sports Maxx)

ジョンガリ・A (Johngalli A)

ミューミュー (Miuccia Miuller)

ミラション (Miraschon)

ケンゾー　ジョジョ (Kenzou)

ラング・ラングラー (Lang Rangler)

サンダー・マックイイーン (Thunder McQueen)

DアンG (D and G)

ロッコバロッコ (Loccobarocco)

PART 6 SHIPS:

F徐 (Foo/Jolyne)

徐エル (Jolyne/Hermes)

プチDIO (Pucci/Dio)

DIOプチ (Dio/Pucci)

ウェザアナ (Weather/Anasui)

アナ徐 (Anasui/Jolyne)

空条夫妻 (Jotaro/his wife)

ウェザ徐 (Weather/Jolyne)

ウェザエル (Weather/Hermes)

ウェザF (Weather/Foo)

スポエル (Sports Maxx/Hermes)

Other part 6 tags:

ストーンオーシャン (Stone Ocean)

PART 7

ジョニィ・ジョースター (Johnny Joestar)

ジャイロ・ツェペリ (Gyro Zeppeli)

ルーシー・スティール  (Lucy Steel)

スティーブン・スティール (Steven Steel)

ホット・パンツ (Hot Pants)

マウンテン・ティム (Mountain Tim)

ディエゴ・ブランドー or ディエゴ ジョジョ (Diego Brando)

ウェカピポ ジョジョ (Wekapipo)

ポコロコ (Pocoloco)

ファニー・ヴァレン (Funny Valentine)

ブラックモア ジョジョ (Blackmore)

マイク・O (Mike O.)

リンゴォ・ロードアゲイン (Ringo Roadagain)

アクセル・RO (Axl RO)

マジェント・マジェント (Magent Magent)

フェルディナンド博士 (Dr. Ferdinand)

ディ・ス・コ (D-I-S-C-O)

ポーク・パイ・ハット(僧 (Pork Pie Hat Kid)

サンドマン (Sandman)

ミセス・ロビンスン (Mrs. Robinson)

オエコモバ (Oyecomova)

シュガー・マウンテン (Sugar Mountain)

スカーレット・ヴァレンタイン (Scarlet Valentine)

グレゴリオ・ツェペリ (Gregorio Zeppeli)

ニコラス・ジョースター (Nicholas Joestar)

PART 7 SHIPS:

ディエパン (Diego/Hot Pants)

ジョニ理那 (Johnny/Rina Higashikata)

ジョニパン (Johnny/Hot Pants)

ジャイジョニ (Gyro/Johnny)

ジョニジャイ (Johnny/Gyro)

ディエジョニ (Diego/Johnny)

ジョニディエ (Johnny/Diego)

ファニディエ (Funny/Diego)

ジャイディエ (Gyro/Diego)

くる毛 (Magent Magent/D-I-S-C-O) (i think there’s some literature on why this says “come hair” but i’m tired and i cannot read)

Other part 7 tags:

スティール・ボール・ラン (Steel Ball Run)

if i missed anything let me know! if you’re looking for a stand you can find their name on the wiki and add ジョジョ to pare down the search. if i there’s tag you think should be on here, or there’s an error/a broken link/a better tag for anything in particular, send me an ask. i had to redo this like twice after all the japanese characters got corrupted so no doubt there’s mistakes

hope this helps someone find an artist they love. remember to be respectful and show your appreciation however you can. happy browsing!

[lukneetoonz]

Ghost of You Part II

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Summary: You were the greatest thing in Katsuki’s life…. now you’re gone.

Pairing: Bakugou x Reader

Warnings: Cussing, mentions of cheating, mentions of sex, angst, violence, and just very sad.

Word Count: 2,518

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry it took so long for this, tbh didn’t mean for another cliffhanger but it was too good! Thank you anon for the inspiration for this one. Def will have a part three and I’m hoping that will be the end.

NO ARTWORK POSTED IS MY OWN AND IS FOUND ON PINTEREST

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Running. That’s all you remember doing and that’s all you were doing currently. Panting, you focused on the world in front of you as tears poured down your cheeks. Out of all places he could be, Bakugou Katsuki was where you went so you could forget about him. Not to mention he was looking like you were the one who broke his heart, not the other way around. You wanted forever, he wanted a fling. He took your heart and tossed it in the trash, yet the first thing you wanted to do was hug him and tell him everything was gonna be okay.

“Y/N!! Please!” Katsuki’s raspy voice called out and you could hear his footsteps get closer to you, making you only run faster as you tried to make as much distance between the two of you that you could, if you got near him you knew you wouldn’t have much self control… no matter how much hurt he caused. Even if he stomped on your heart, he still had it. He still had your love, and that’s why you were still in pain.

“Princess! Please! Give me just 5 minutes! That’s all I need to explain!” Explain? That one word made you stop as you went tense and turned around, body shaking as you stared the blonde down. “Explain? How could you possibly ‘explain’ anything? It’s what it is K- Bakugou!” The fact that you weren’t even saying his name hurt, it was like a knife driven through his heart as he finally slowed down to be in front of you, only to have you back away like he had a disease.

“That’s not- please… I fucked up okay? But I love you! Only you! It was a mistake, and- without you I’m nothing.” His voice was weak as he gulped, clenching his fist and looking at you, trying to see how you reacted but couldn’t tell. Your own body shook with heartbreaking sobs as you looked away, lip trembling. “Love me… that word means something! You can’t throw it around when you want because you’re a douchebag! If you love someone, you wouldn’t have cheated on me, with camie out of all people!!”

Your words made him flinch as you cried out, each word hitting at a different level. Katsuki bowed his head in shame, suddenly feeling very aware of where you both were and the circumstances of you meeting again were. Groaning, he looked up at you with pain filled eyes as he tried to reach out to you, but you were quick to rip away from his touch, the touch that used to bring you comfort. “Y/N… please. Please” Dropping to his knees, the man that was supposed to be one of the strongest hero’s latched onto your bottom half like a child clinging to his mother.

His tears soaked through the fabric on your stomach, the whimpers leaving his mouth made you cry harder. “Please give me another chance. I know I don’t deserve you, but please- fuck… I- I can’t live without you. It hurts to even breathe without you.” Every word he said was the truth as he pleaded to you in the middle of a sidewalk in the night, the only thing illuminating you was the street lights. As you clasped your hand over your mouth, you gasped for air. “I-I can’t… it hurt so much… you hurt me so much.” Your broken words made Bakugou tense as he sucked in breath, nuzzling his head into your stomach more.

“Please… please. I love you so much… please. I’ll do anything Y/N. Anything at all. Please just take me back.” As much as you wanted to, as much as his words cut you to the core, you pried his arms off you and backed away. Shaking your head, you whimpered and took in his state, this could be the last time you ever saw him. Just the thought killed you, turning away you walked off and didn’t stop until you reached your place, without anyone to go home to, it felt so empty. As soon as you entered the door you fell down to your knees and completely broke down, tears not stopping until you fell asleep.

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2 weeks. 14 days. Yet, you still couldn’t get the image of the love of your life and your best friend getting down and dirty, out of your head. How could either of them do that to you? Bakugou was supposed to be your forever, Camie knew how much you loved him and yet she still wrapped herself around him like she was the one who had been with him for so long. If you knew she liked him, you would never have dated him! You would have stepped away and let her have him, saved your heart this pain. Why did she wait to do this to you? You couldn’t remember even doing something bad to her so she’d want to get revenge.

“Y/N! Let’s go apartment hunting today okay? You deserve to go out and get fresh air…” Uraraka came and rubbed your back as you sniffled, you turned to face her and your lip trembled. “Why did they do it? I thought he loved me..” Uraraka frowned sadly, pulling you into a hug. “I don’t know… you don’t deserve this pain Y/N… I think apartment hunting can help take your mind off of this, and then we can go out to eat.” You nodded and got up, hugging Uraraka back before getting changed. Looking into the mirror, you saw how puffy your eyes were, cheeks and nose red. Shivering, you frowned at your appearance and groaned, “Let’s go before I regret going out”

Uraraka nodded and quickly pulled you out, and you guys started walking to the apartments you saw for rent. The weather was beautiful, the sun shining down on you as the breeze was gentle. It was like a reminder that there are still beautiful things out in the world, and you started to believe it. After the third apartment, you and Uraraka decided to go get some food since your stomachs begged for it. Walking down the golden lot sidewalk, you laughed at Uraraka dancing weirdly before a hand was placed on your shoulder timidly, making you turn around.

“Y/N… can we please talk?” Emotions crashed through you as you stared at Camie, she looked just as bad as you. Her eyes met the ground as she started to cry again, hands playing with each other as she sniffled, “I know I don’t deserve it, and I don’t have an excuse or explanation, but I just- please can we talk?” It was something about how she said she didn’t have an excuse or explanation, that’s what caught your attention. Nodding silently, you gave Uraraka a reassuring look before leading Camie to a bench and sitting down.

“Go ahead Camie… talk.” Quickly she nodded and sat by you, but not too close as she gulped, “I’m a bitch okay? I don’t deserve your friendship and- I just… l was alone, and it didn’t help that I liked him when we were younger… I know I never told you, but I fell head over heels for him- so one night at the office, we were working late and I don’t even know who thought of the idea to open up some alcohol and then, I came onto him-” you interrupted her rambling as you stared ahead blankly, “How long?”

The simple question sent shivers down the girls spine as she looked away, even parler than before, “2 months…” Did it hurt more knowing? Or less? You couldn’t tell, but all you knew was the tears were building up and you could barely do anything to stop them. “For 2 months You fucked my boyfriend and pretended that everything was okay? You listened to me say how I thought he was pulling away, you listened to my relationship troubles. Yet you still spread your legs for him like the whore you are!” By the time you ended, you stood up screaming.

Red in the face, with hot, angry tears running down your face you stared at the ashamed girl. “Was It worth it Camie? Getting dick, but you ruin a relationship and your own damn friendship?! Was it worth destroying me?!” Your voice strained in frustration as she cried and shook her head, “No! Y/N! I was stupid! And selfish! I wasn’t thinking and- god I thought If it kept going it would've been better than a meaningless one night stand-” once again you had fury in your eyes “DID YOU FALL FOR HIM AGAIN?”

Camie looked away embarrassed as she clenched her jaw, “I- I want to say no… I want to say I didn't so badly… but I can’t.” You nodded and looked away, wiping your eyes, at least appreciating her honesty. “Did he- return the feelings?” Automatically her eyes widened in horror and she shook her head, “No! God no… I- it was always me texting and calling first… the day you- well you know, I saw an engagement ring in his desk drawer, that’s why I was in there.” It’s like your heart stopped working altogether as you tried gathering your breath, eyeing the girl down.

“Y-you tried stopping it?” Camie nodded with a sigh as she rubbed her face, “I’m sorry Y/N…. I really am.” Sniffling you started walking back to Uraraka, “Yeah… I am too. But hey, you got what you wanted right? He’s all yours”

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You didn’t think seeing Katsuki would hurt so much, it’s like breaking up all over again. Of course it didn’t help that he tried contacting you through your mutual friends, but that only resulted in multiple people being threatened with a block. When you moved into your new apartment, you gathered everyone and made it very clear that Katsuki and Camie should never know where you live, no matter what. You weren’t going to chance one of them showing up at your apartment one day to try and say one of their half assed apologies… not again.

You transferred jobs, banks, everything. You practically started a new life, because the scar of your past one was too big. The news that was filled with the pictures of the beautiful ash blonde made you believe he had moved on, made you think he was okay. But you were wrong, and oh how you wish you didn’t assume things so silly. Katsuki was fighting crime like he was born to do, and from the news he was doing better than he has ever before.

But oh how little did you know. Katsuki was only working so hard because he wanted to get you out of his head, maybe if he worked hard enough you’ll even see he’s changed. That he’s better. Sadly for him he couldn’t get you out of his head, but luckily he’s only had to deal with easy villains so nothing he’s had to do than blink an eye. Until today. Katsuki had barely gotten any sleep since he last saw you, but he still worked, hell he worked double the amount of hours even if his body was screaming for rest. It took such a toll on him, even his friends started to notice.

“Bakugou… are you sure you should be working? You look like- well you look like shit bro.” Kirishima scratched the back of his neck only to sigh when he saw the glare directed at him, “It’s not your problem shitty hair. So what if I’m taking extra hours? I just want to group up my vacation days together.” Katsuki grunted out a lie that not even Kirishima believed, but the redhead knew he had to go along with it so he nodded. “Okay… but I'm here for you, that’s what friends are for.”

Katsuki couldn’t even reply before there was a loud explosion and screaming that followed, the heroes running onto the scene. Kirishima paled before activating his quirk when he noticed this was your new place of work. A group of villains spread out, two had taken hostages inside the building that was in flames, one of the villains seemed to have a quirk where his tattoos came to life, another looked like a feral child, one seemed to be breathing green like poison that was covering the streets and making civilians pass out, one of the ones in the building could make anything out of any non living object he wanted, like it was Plato so he had weapons, and the female had a the mutation quirk to make her look somewhat of a spider.

Fuck fuck fuck, they were outnumbered and these quirks- they were pretty fucking good. Katsuki snarled and started fighting, trying to keep them busy as they waited for backup. Kirishima fought alongside Katsuki, knowing you were here but he didn’t know what to say, how could he say something!? If he did, surely his best friend would do something stupid and reckless… that’s the last thing he wanted, because if Katsuki got hurt then you’d probably get hurt too.

Inside you stayed calm as the female crawled around you and your colleagues, her sadistic smile stayed as she wrapped another person In her webbing, “Awh c'mon my little babies, don’t be sad! I’ll be nice if you tell me where the hard drive is. The heroes trust you, so we know you have their personal information, if you give us their hard drive, then it will be fine.” You tensed at their words before standing up with shaky legs, “I can do you one better- I’m the girlfriend Of ground zero. A-and I’m best friends with all of his friends like red riot, pinky, uravity, chargebolt, you name it… but If you take me then you’ll get the heroes.”

Your words made the girl look at the man almost like they were sharing thoughts, before the girl smirked and in seconds she was by your side, biting your shoulder and you could feel poison being released into your shoulder. Crying out in pain, you fell to your knees as they mumbled something you couldn’t quite hear as you fell to the ground, whimpering at the pain in your shoulder that spread through your entire body. The last thing you remember before your world faded into total darkness was your name being called and a familiar silhouette running towards you.

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Taglist; @katsukiswhore @leeeah-loooser @do-not-talk-to-me-i-am-awkward @desia2 @katsukiwonu

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The Dare: A Guns N’ Roses Fanficiton

Chapter 36: An Important Minor Detail

Masterlist

Pairing: Duff Mckagan/OC

Story Summary: A stupid harmless dare, that’s all it was supposed to be. It was supposed to be something they would do, and never revisit. For Delilah, little did she know that visiting the strip wasn’t going to be a one time thing when she made the choice to accept the dare. Life is full of choices. Some choices can mean absolutely nothing, while others can change your entire world. Delilah had heard many rumors about the Sunset Strip or Devil’s Strip. Teenagers would whisper stories about how the Devil walks the streets of the strips without a care in the world. It was known as a place untouched by God. After years of hearing rumors about the Devil’s Strip, Delilah wants to see it for herself. Thus a Dare was born.

Chapter Summary: One of the many downsides of going to a large people is that you might know the ones there. Even if you wished you didn’t know them

Taglist: @gingerspicetalks @str4nge-haze @dustnbones @queen-crue

The moment that Duff had finished his show, and he had his arm wrapped around Del’s waist. It might sound corny, but he could take his eyes off of her the entire show. Granted she looked amazing in skin tight pants paired with a shirt that he assumed she borrowed from one of her roommates, but it was her dancing or more of teasing she was doing while he performed.

“Nice headscarf,” Duff whispered in Del’s ear as they followed the rest of the band to the bar.

“Thanks, this Duff guy had it on the floor of his room, so I decided to do the poor thing justice and wear it,” Del giggled at her own comment, and Duff smiled at the giggling girl.She wore it just like he had countless times around her.

When Del first started drinking, he wondered what kind of drunk she would be. Would she be the type to become mute? Would she become a mean drunk? A sad drunk? Quickly to his relief, Del was a giggly drunk who was a heavy flirt. Granted the flirting she did wasn’t the stereotypical flirting seen on the strip because at the end of the day Del is still Del, but Duff liked her weird sense of flirting.

Del quickly positioned herself on Duff’s lap once they were in the overcrowded truck that she had grown rather familiar with. She smiled even wider at the familiar scent of beer mixed with cigarette smoke, it smiled like home.

After a quick stop at the hell house to unload their equipment they were once again on the road.

“Where to?” Izzy asked, causing a small bicker fest between axl and Steven. Del passed a small piece of paper and leaned forward to talk to Izzy who was in the driver’s seat.

“Mags said there would be a party at this address, something about a good way to meet new people and network. Good way to meet new fans,” Del sent Izzy and Axl a warm smile as she talked, trying to mimic what Mags had done countless times to get her way.

“I don’t know Del,” Izzy slowly spoke, eyeing up Axl. Truth be told, Izzy didn't care if they went to the party or not. He recognized the address, and knew it was on the nicer side of town. Nicer side of town meant nicer booze. As Izzy looked at Axl, he expected to see some sort of annoyance in his scowl. It was no secret that Axl hated Mags, it was even less of a secret that Axl had requested for Mags to be kept as far away from the band as possible. Confusion filled Izzy, as he stared at the smile that was planted on Axl’s lips. If any other girl had asked to go to the party, Axl would have immediately said no, but this was Del who was batting her eyelashes and wearing the sweetest little smile. This was Del who had Axl wrapped around her little finger without even knowing.

“You want to go there? Do you want to get drunk Delly?” The brunette nodded earning a small laugh from Axl. Izzy couldn't help but roll his eyes at Axl using the nickname Duff called Del.

“Well, that side of town has the best booze,” Axl shrugged before handing the address back to Izzy.

“How do you guys feel about going on the North side? Apparently, there will be live music and free booze,”’ The cheers that erupted in the car quickly answered Axl’s question, and Izzy headed for the party.

Once Izzy got the truck back on the road, Duff pulled Del back, so she was no longer leaning forward and talking to axl.

“What was that about?” Del giggled as Duff began to pepper kisses into the crook of her neck.

“Hmm, nothing much. I just missed you,” Del giggled at his comment, unknowing of the glare the Duff was sending Axl. For a couple of seconds, Axl stopped smirking at the bassist and turned his attention elsewhere before talking with Izzy about their next gig.

Immaculate. That was the only word that came to mind when they pulled up the address.

“Holy shit, who is this guy?” Steven asked, trying to take in the mansion.

Their rusted truck was horribly out of place as they pulled up to the gate which automatically opened. He couldn't take his eyes off of the large fountain that was in the center of the front lawn. A naken women who was carved out of some sort of stone was holding a water jug. The fountain water was pouring out of the jug and cascaded around the woman’s body. The fountain must have cost more money than he has ever made, or stolen, in his entire life.

“Hey, Steven, there are probably nonrock naked women at the party, but you’re welcome to creepily stare at the rock woman all night. Personally, I would prefer to look at your girlfriend nake than that statue, but to each’s own,” Slash joked, earning a small chuckle from the drummer.

Earlier that evening, Stef had skipped the gig and gone to the party. Of course she was helping by keeping Mags away from the band like they had asked her too, but Stef also wanted some time away from Steven. She wanted some time to think things out.

“Well I am going to go find my girl,”Steven said as he bolted to the backyard like a lost puppy looking for its mom. Del couldn't help, but giggle at the notion. It was sweet of him, and she hoped that Duff would do the same if they were ever seperated.

Del felt Duff heartbeat quicken as they walked into the mansion where the party was in full swing. The place was huge and packed to the brim. She felt like a sardine in one of the tins you would buy at the store.

“Del, have you ever had fireball?” Slash asked, as they all stayed together and headed towards what they only assumed to be the kitchen. Del held onto Duff’s vest the entire way there, too afraid that she would lose him. She would have grabbed his shirt; however, he hadn't worn one which she had absolutely to problem with.

“No, why is it called fireball? Is that the shot you light on fire before taking?” By now they had made their way to the kitchen where they could all once again hear each other.

“No, it's cinnamon flavored,” Axl replied looking through the bottles that were on display. Holy shit, he couldn't remember the last time he had seen this many bottles at a party. He hated to admit it, but Mags always had good connections. To say he was more than curious to see Del’s reaction to the cinnamon liquor was an understatement, no doubt it would be adorable. Before the gig began, him and Slash were talking about which liquors Del had had before. Upon spotting Duff’s favorite brand of vodka, he pulled it from the selection and handed it to the blonde who gratefully accepted it. Axl smiled as he finally found the cinnamon liquor and grabbed some plastic cups that were on the table.

He couldn’t help, but laugh at Del who was currently giving Duff shit for drinking straight from the bottle. Apparently it wasn’t ‘classy’. Axl just shook his head and passed the girl a cup filled with about a shot worth of fireball.

“To getting trashed the classy way,” Axl clinked his plastic cup with Del’s earning a small giggle from the girl because there was clearly nothing classier than doing shots out of a red solo cup.

Del was able to drink about a fourth of the shot before the burn was too much making her cough. Axl once again rolled his eyes as Duff leaped to her side and rubbed her back making sure to not forget to send him a quick glare. As if he was the one who burned her throat. Del began to push Duff off of her, feeling the embarrassment of everyone looking at her.

“I'm fine Duffles,” Del sent the blonde a quick peck on the lips, instantly calming him down.

“Enough of this, I am going to grab a beer. Duff, can you help me find Mags and Stef?” Del added placing the cup down and grabbing one of the cans of beer that were under the table. She wasn’t picky. She was looking for anything that wouldn’t burn her throat.

Axl then swung his arm around Slash’s shoulder and the pair went off to socialize.

It didn't take long for Duff and Del to find Stef who was currently sitting on Steven’s lap. Del smiled at the pair as she walked closer to them.

“Hey! I was wondering if I was going to see you!” Stef cheered, running up and practically tackling Del to the ground. Duff managed to keep Del steady, keeping her from falling on her ass.

“Popcorn, why the hell are you wet?,” Steven only laughed at Duff’s question and pointed at Stef who was grinning from ear to ear.

“Hey..have you seen Mags?” Del asked, trying to get back on topic. To say that Del was a little concerned with Mags being at this party alone while pregnant was an understatement.

“Last I saw her, she went to go upstairs and powder her nose or some shit like that. Probably just needed to breathe. Come join us! You two have perfect timing because we were just talking about the band. Steven was telling me that you watched from the audience. How crazy was it?” Stef asked motioning towards Del to join them. The partygoers they were talking to turned towards Del, curiosity spread across their faces.

“It was insane!” Del smiled and looked up at Duff remembering how amazing the show was, how amazing Duff was.

Duff had begun to walk forward, taking Del’s comment as a cue that they would not be joining them; however, she began to take a few steps back.

“ I want to make sure that Mags is doing ok. Plus she was the one who invited me, and I don't wanna be rude,” Duff guided Del through the crowd of people. Duff made sure his arm was tightly wrapped around her waist. He had no intention of losing her, not now not ever.

Del let breath escape her once they walked up the marble steps. When they reached the top, Del was able to take in the scenery for the first time. A large chandeleur hung high above them, giving the illusion that it was floating in the air. The glass shimmered and reflections of the coral marble could be seen if you looked close enough.

“It looks like it is floating,” Duff pointed out to Del as they stood at the top of the stairs.

She just nodded at his response.

“Would you like me to buy you one?”

Del sent him a confused look before speaking, “No, we can barely afford food.”

“I meant when Guns N’ Roses makes it big,” Del melted as he spoke. She felt his arms lightly wrap around her, pulling her close.

“I would love one when you make it big,” Duff smiled at his words. He was glad that she knew they were going to make it big too. Del stood on her tiptoes and Duff bent over in realization that she wanted to kiss his forehead.

She lightly tugged his hand and wandered around the second floor. It was in the fourth room that Del heard a quiet sob from behind the door. She shot a quick look at Duff who nodded in understanding, knowing that if that was Mags she most likely wouldn't want him seeing her in her current state.

It was a soft knock on the door that pulled Mags from her sobbing.

Fuck, someone found her.

She took a couple deep breaths before talking, “Sorry occupied.”

Mags was almost impressed on how quickly she could put a mask on and pretend everything is okay.

“Can I occupy it with you?”

Mags couldn't have gotten off of the ground faster to open the door to the familiar face.

“Thank god you’re here,” Mags pulled Del into a tight hug. To say this party had been complete shit was an understatement. Del just smiled and hugged her even tighter back.

“This bathroom is too big, like what do you do with all this space?” Del asked, trying to bring up anything beside the fact that Mags had been crying in the bathroom for the past hour.

Mags could put on her mask all she wanted, but Del could see through it. Del could see her pain.

“The marble is a little gaudy for my taste,” Del nodded in agreeance with Mags before joining her on the floor.

They sat in silence, Del waiting for Mags to bring up the real reason that she was alone crying in the bathroom.

“He used to sing to me every night. He said he wrote the song about me, I had fallen in love with falling asleep to his angelic voice,” Mags whispered, fighting back the tears that were fighting to escape.

Del remained silent as the pair sat on the bathroom floor far away from the world that was on the other side of the locked bathroom door. She didn’t truly know Drew. All she knew him as the bastard who broke Mags heart, and she hated every ounce of him for that.

“But now, now he sings to someone else.” Once the first tear escaped, there was no hope holding back the rest. The tears flowed down her face like a river escaping a dam. The moment Mags saw Drew with his girlfriend or wife or whoever the hell the woman he brought to the party was, she was done. She was tired of the cruel world and how it kept kicking her repeatedly even though she was never able to get up. Mags was tired of putting on a tough face. She was tired of pretending everything was fine when the world around her was shattering. She was tired of being Mags.

Del wrapped her arms around Mags, who quickly cried into her shoulder. Del thought she knew what pain was. When her fiance hit her, she thought she knew pain. While that hurt, this was a different type of pain. This was the pain of a young soon to be mother who was thrown to the curb by an adulterous man who could care less what happened to not only the woman he impregnated, but his child as well. He didn’t give a damn about his own flesh and blood.

“Do you wanna go home?” Del asked, earning a small head nod from Mags.

“Can you get me something to drink? He is down there flaunting some chick and I do not think I will be able to handle it sober,” Del nodded her head and placed a small kiss upon her cheek. From the corner of her eye, Mags saw Del talking to Duff probably instructing him to get her her drink. She was relieved to know that Del wasn't walking around alone. Mags didn't get a good look at them, but she swore that she saw Mark and Matt, her ex-fiance, downstairs.

It was only for a second, but Duff and Mags shared a quick moment of eye contact across the room. Mags sent him a small smile which she knew that Duff, just like Del, saw through. Luckily he seemed to not press further and followed Del out of the bathroom.

Time was always a funny thing. For some people a minute could flash before their face while for others that minute could feel like years. For Mags there was one month, one single night a little over a month ago that she kept playing in her head over and over again.

It was the night before Mags had met Del. The night Mags woke up naked in Duff’s room with no condom wrapper around. They were both trashed and it meant nothing. She not only hoped, but prayed that Duff wasn’t the father of her unborn child. She knew it was selfish because Duff would probably make an amazing father, but he was going to make an amazing father to Del’s children whenever they chose to have them. Mags sleeping with Duff was anything, but an important minor detail.

Duff didn’t like the idea of separating from Del, but she assured him that it would only be for a couple of minutes. Once again time was being a funny thing. When Duff returned back to the bathroom where Mags was, his heart stopped. Alone in the room was Mags who was freaking out that Del was alone downstairs. Duff tried reassuring Mags that Del would be okay, but when she told him who was also at the party he ran to go find Del.

Del had found her way to a back room downstairs where there was a closet filled with several pillows and blankets. Del smiled at her find, hoping that a beer and a quick nap would give Mags enough to recover and leave the party with her head held high.

“Long time no see,” Del’s heart stopped at the familiar voice. What was Matt doing in a place like this, and where there was Matt there was also Mark not too far behind.

“Yes, what a month or two? I am sorry, but I have to deliver these to someone so I cannot stay and chat,” Del said trying to stand her ground.

“I think it can wait, this is about Beth. You remember her don’t you? Or do I have to remind you who your best friend was,” Mark’s voice was spitting poison as he handed Del a letter. He couldn't forgive her for the pain she caused.

Del opened the letter, and it was a small invitation to celebrate Beth and Mark’s engagement.

“Congratulations, but I am busy that evening,” Del spat without even looking at the date.

“Oh, will you be posing for another magazine?” Del froze as her ex-fiance stood blocking her only exit out of the room.

“No! If you are referring to the magazine article, most of it wasn’t true. I do not know how they got the scandalous photo of Duff and I, but that wasn’t what the photo was supposed to be used for. It was supposed to be a private photo,” Del shot back.

“Ohh a private photo for Duff”

“Don’t say his name Matt,” Del barked back. She hoped that her shouting would make Matt back down, but her ex-fiance’s smirk only grew.

“Whoah whoah whoah, lets all just calm down. Matt go and stand outside, so I can finish talking to Del,” Matt was about to protest at his words, but one look from Mark and he left the room.

“Touch me and I will scream. I know people here who wouldn’t think twice about beating you up,” Del said once Matt left the room.

“Ohh let me guess you scream, and Duff will come running in here like a knight in shining armour?” Mark laughed at his own words.

“Yes, he loves me.”

“Delilah, stop being such a child. He doesn’t love you. He only wants you for your body, and once he gets bored with you, which he will, he will toss you aside and move onto the next girl” The way Mark said the words made her flinch.

No, she told herself. No, Mark was wrong.

“Beth and I are getting married and I want you to be at the celebration party. I do not care if you come or not for my sake, but I know Beth wants you there.”

“She called me dead,” Del shot back.

“Well Delilah, her best friend left without saying goodbye. If someone who I grew up with and imagined growing old together with just got up and left for some guy, I would be pretty mad too,” Mark shrugged off Delilah’s comment, not really caring if Beth hurt Delilah’s feelings.

“I left her a letter,” Delilah’s voice was barely louder than a mouse. Regret filled her bones as she thought about how badly she hurt Beth, but that wasn’t enough to make her want to go.

“It would be a shame if Duff found out you were cheating on him with that other guy in that article. Ohh what was his name Axl?” Mark didn’t want to take it this far by threatening her, but Delilah needed to come home.

“That is not true. I am faithful and you know that,” Delilah shot back.

“Well here is the thing Del, it is my word against yours. Who is Duff going to believe, you or me? Honestly..even the media thinks you are sleeping around. Plus, even if he does believe you, there will always be that seed of doubt that will eat him alive. He will spend nights getting so drunk that he lies awake trying to figure out if he was ever good enough for a whore like you,” Del interrupted him before he could continue.

“Shut the fuck up, you fucking piece of shit. I am finally happy. I wake up in the morning smiling. I love him. I want to spend the rest of my life with him. I want to have a family with him, and you aren’t going to fuck that up.”

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1 | more like apologise for how harmful it was? how the mlm relationships were so clearly hetero? the sex scenes were so straight to me tbh. and i say this as someone who has read the books twice. first time i didn't see what i saw the second time. i think you genuinely wanted to have people of colour representation but it's very racist to me how hsin and emilio were done. constantly called "exotic" which is a thing americans like to use so much when it's not their ethnicity.

Hi! Thanks for the detailed explanation, I appreciate it! At first I had such HIGH HOPES I could reply to all three of your asks in one place but it turns out I talked too much (go figure lol) So I’m going to do then one at a time. I did want to start out replying to one offhand comment in the 3rd ask and then I’ll get into the rest. Below is what I had written before I realized I need to split it into three and then edited out saying I’m answering all at once. For anyone who hasn’t seen all three asks yet, that’s why part of what I’m talking about isn’t represented above - anon, hopefully it makes more sense to you since you know the future right now from what you had written in the past. ....wow, I made that confusing.

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Thank you for the explanation! I appreciate you too! Also you made me laugh out loud at the gay comment, so thank you for that XD You are not making me feel worse; I appreciate the courage you no doubt had to pull together to post this :) I could be wrong but if I imagine myself in your place, I imagine feeling a little scared or intimidated to post and yet feeling it is necessary. I think it’s really cool you were able to post this in such a thoughtful explanation. Thank you!

In order to not overwhelm anyone’s inbox - and to make it easier for you - I put these all together in one ask. [[[EDIT: JUST KIDDING I talk too much - this is answering stuff from each ask at a time, sorry. I put it behind a cut to make it less long on people’s dashboards.]]] 

Still, I imagine with so much I want to talk about at once, I will probably miss things so let me know if I miss something you really wanted to talk about or you wanted follow up on something in particular.

Anyway READ MORE BELOW for a probably stupidly long reply lol Just, knowing me at least….

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Hi welcome to the below deck party! I don’t know why I said it that way. That was creepy sorry lol Anyway I’m breaking this up a little bit but the more I think about it the more I think this probably really can’t address everything properly in one place. So, again, seriously just let me know if you want follow up on anything - or if anyone does, for that matter. I’m not doing this quite in order though.

RACE: 

Yeah actually, I agree that “exotic” is pretty ??? terminology to be using tbh. I don’t imagine I would use that wording if I were writing something today and if we were to edit the series now, I’d remove it. I don’t remember the context, to be honest; whether it was only used in narration or if it was used in dialogue too. Dialogue might stay, if it’s to show a person speaks a certain way and has certain views on life, but I’d personally probably change that in narration unless it had a specific reason for being there. Which my very vague memories combined with your comment make me think probably not?

In regards to Hsin/Emilio plus even terminology like ‘exotic’ or whatever being used - so, upfront, I need you to know this whole post is not an excuse or etc. It’s just an explanation. 

I didn’t write Hsin or Emilio, so I honestly can’t speak for or about them. I would like to be able to give you some insight into “Sonny’s” background and his friends and family he said he was inspired by in writing them, or give you insight into Alicia’s background (as she is a person of color, at least I was always told she is), but I truly don’t even know what was a lie and what was truth anymore. He always told me his characters like Hsin and Emilio were based pretty directly on people he knew - well, Emilio in particular was hugely based on a cousin of his. But that cousin didn’t exist, it turns out, or at least not in the way I knew. We wrote our own characters and were in charge of their own stories, although we also co-wrote the series as a whole and had input on the plot and etc. But I never really dealt directly with Emilio or Hsin in the writing of them other than how my characters interacted with “his” characters.

I can’t speak on behalf of anyone so I honestly can’t say if Emilio and/or Hsin are concerning or not concerning portraitures of any demographic. I really feel that such a determination has to be up to each reader. I say that in part because I’ve heard over the years that people actually appreciated the way they were written, for various reasons, and some of the people saying that were from demographics that the characters represented. But that also doesn’t mean it has to be something across the board; that because one person feels a certain way, everyone else whether in or out of that demographic has to agree. Quite the opposite, really.

I wish I could even say something like “I know Sonny did a lot of research on xyz specific topic because we talked about abc in regards to it” but I can’t. I know we had those conversations but I don’t know if anything I was told is true. What I can say is the series was written basically 15 years ago. Or rather, started around 15 years ago, then written on/off over multiple years. And we started it essentially in the same vein as BL fanfic, just sort of as a fun thing to do on our off time without any initial plan to ever publicly share it. The good thing about humans and culture is we change as we grow, and there are many things we can continue to gain understanding of as we go. 

One of the really good things about the last 15 years is it’s become more and more accessible to learn about the world and its people. When we started ICoS, for example, Google streetview wasn’t a thing. In order to try to be accurate about something like the streets of a particular city, we either had to totally make shit up and say the war changed everything in that town or I had to try to track down a paper map of it and hope nothing had changed significantly since then. 

Slowly over the years, the globalization of information expanded. Over time, all the little details I didn’t know to even question became things I could find easily. Like, do they say W Something St or Something St W? Is it Avenue Blah or Blah Avenue? Do they even use terminology like avenue or streets? Do they commonly have alleyways everywhere or anywhere and if so how big are they? What are the roads made of? What is the lighting like? Are there basements? 

I grew up in Midwest USA on the tail end of tornado alley where a basement is an absolute must. Imagine my absolute confusion when I learned there are houses out there where they DON’T go underground. Like, at all. wtf??? From my, at that time obviously limited, experience, the only people I personally knew who didn’t have some sort of underground space were apartment dwellers or my friend who lived in the mobile home park. It was such a staple understanding in my life to assume everyone had a basement in their home that I had no idea to even question the existence of such a thing when trying to write another location within the US, let alone anywhere else in the world. And at a certain point when we were writing it, I didn’t even know to ask certain questions, or if I did I didn’t have an easy way of finding it.

If you were to read the very, very original version of Evenfall and compare it to what’s most recently released, for example, there are many differences. One example of something you might notice is the streets are totally different in Monterrey. That’s because we had to make up streets the first time around because I could not find any maps for the city. I tried but they just weren’t accessible for whatever reason; not in the detail I needed and where I could find them, or probably afford. We had to just be like “Welp, guess the war changed it all, sry!” to explain the random names and structure. But as the years passed, information spread to a minute level across the world slowly but surely. First, Google eventually had the layout of the city streets, then it had satellite imagery, then it had Google streetview, then it had people randomly uploading photos to locations, and so on. Eventually, there was enough information from big to small to feel relatively sure we could at least somewhat accurately represent the geography - not perfectly, absolutely not because we’d never been there - but an approximation that hopefully wouldn’t be too jarring for someone actually able to visit, themselves.

You may wonder why the hell I’m talking about streets in Mexico when your comment was on Hsin’s and Emilio’s characterizations, but I mention it because I look at a lot of things in writing with that same level of paranoia of wanting all the details possible to write it to try to be as accurate to at least someone’s reality as possible. That’s one reason why I haven’t written Domino, for example, which focuses on Vivienne’s life; it probably seems like it should be easy to do, and in ways it is. But I don’t feel nearly educated enough on how it would be to grow up in France in a rural then urban area with the sort of pressures she had as a young woman and with her different levels of wealth and the way she looked and etc etc to be fair to anyone who may find representation within that and to not accidentally jar them totally out of the experience by the equivalent of randomly throwing a basement in the middle of Texas because who the fuck knew Texans don’t automatically have basements in all their homes?? 

Really, with anything, there is always room for improvement - especially with anything as complex as any aspect of any demographic which inherently then serves as some form of representation for a huge variety of human beings. Humans, being complex beings themselves, will thus have an even larger variety in the way any topic can be seen. What is severely off-putting to one person might be acceptable to another. Sometimes society steps in and is like nah bro, idgaf if you’re cool with that, I’m not. And sometimes it remains so complex that it’s hard to give one exact answer.

What we tried to do was listen to feedback as we wrote and take it into account in the writing of the series itself. Also, especially later in the series, whenever possible we tried to do research as much as possible on whatever detail or topic we had going on to try to be as accurate as possible.

I’m truly not trying to skirt any sort of issue, I just don’t think I can properly say a singular reply to your concern without being unfair to different voices I’ve heard on this topic over the years. If I had never heard directly or indirectly from people that they specifically appreciate the representation of the characters, if in fact I had only ever heard concerns about them, it would be easier to say we were wrong. But I’m not part of any of the demographics so I can’t speak on behalf of any of them. Thus, I can only listen to what different people tell me, and know that regardless of what I’m told, for them that is truth and thus I respect it.

What I will say is it certainly was not the intention to upset, insult, alienate, or otherwise cause concern for anyone reading the series for anything other than the actual things intended to be fucked up like the things the characters went through and so on. I’m very sorry that the characterization is so upsetting and concerning for you. That really sucks; it takes away from the point of the story and puts you in a place that is deeply uncomfortable. I’m very sorry we put you in that position.

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Actually, I’d love to hear more what you mean by your comment. I have certain inferences I make based on what I think you mean but I don’t want to misinterpret and misrepresent your concerns.

The way I interpret “how the mlm relationships were so clearly hetero? the sex scenes were so straight to me tbh.” is maybe related to the idea of dominance vs submission? Like making an equivalence of that to masculine = dominant = power/strength = top = Hsin, and feminine = submissive = weakness = bottom = Boyd? Is that what you’re suggesting or did you mean something else? I have a lot of thoughts on this subject but, again, I don’t want to ramble on a tangent if I am totally misunderstanding what you meant. Especially since I rambled so much above.

So if you’d like to explore the topic more and would like thoughts/answers/etc just let me know in another anon ask more specifically what you mean, if you can. Thank you :)

I’ll go onto ask 2 for now - I forgot exactly what came up in that ask vs the 3rd ask so I’m not sure how long it will take me to type up a reply. Just in case I don’t finish it today, I wanted to sign this off in the meantime with I hope you’re staying healthy and safe!

[vloggerliam]

Maybe Niall is not the problem? I mean Liam also complimented Zayn and Pillowtalk. Even though days prior he said he would let Zayn drown and didn't understand why he Zayn hated being in 1D. And it's not just Niall like you guys have stated before it's also Louis and Harry not showing support. So why automatically assume Niall is the one with the problem??

Anon 2: I'm a bit confused right now. When the ztans got upset over what Liam said about Zayn they overreacted? The other boys haven't said anything negative about Liam & thank you for explaining how public support is so important. & how it would have motivated neutral fans. Does that mean Liam's comments about Zayn & not understanding why he left 1D had no negative effect what's so ever? Sadly for Liam while yes ot4 stans had more excuses to hate Zayn it also affected him & a lot of ppl dropped him.

Hi,I’ve decided to address both of you at the same time because I have similar things to say.Not once have I mentioned that Niall is or was theproblem, I don’t know if you read it off somewhere and are coming at me to takecollective responsibility but I have not once painted Niall (or any of theothers) as the bad guy. The tags designated for this topic by me are:management fuckery and the situation, not Niall fuckery or any warped ass shitlike that. I have always maintained, it’s not just Niall, it’s also Louis and Harry, where have you been?Having said that though, Niall a few months back mentioned that if they don’t publicly wish each other, a million stories get written about it, so he is aware of that. Louis clearly preferred publicly expressing his love for Niall, instead of texting in private, he said so himself. So they’re clearly aware. I guess it’s maybe unfair for everyone to be especially expectant of Niall but that’s also because Niall was and continues to be the most publicly supportive out of all of them. He clearly hasn’t discount on publicly supporting Harry or Louis. Besides, Niall and Liam share the same UK label so maybe that’s also another reason people expected him to tweet something, if nobody else. I never mentioned ztans getting upset anywhere? In fact, I understand if ztans got hella upset and all, they buy all narratives and think the world of z*gi’s photoshopped PR romance so I really don’t think I have ever directed any of anger at what they had to say or not. I was more pissed and a bit irked by the so called Ziams and OT5 stans who give the benefit of doubt to everyone over everything but conveniently ignored Liam. About Liam’s comments where he says he doesn’t get why Zayn left, I think those were absolutely unnecessary and insensitive and yes, people have a right to be pissed at him for saying that but I saw some really ugly stuff being hurtled at Liam which is completely unwarranted. The drowning game was a joke, imo. I would also like to clarify that I don’t think Liam in actuality doesn’t understand why Zayn left, that’s because:1. Liam in his first radio interview since Zayn’s departure sounded absolutely understanding of Zayn’s situation, he even said that he didn’t get it at first and he understands now. If he really was clueless, he would have voiced it out then. 2. Zayn’s mentioned that he and Liam talk thereby explaining things were fine between them, even as per the narratives. 3. Liam when asked about the Titanic question picked Harry and Ed over Zayn. Let’s talk context: they went hard for those 2 days with anti ziam-ness, so I’m not surprised. Practically speaking though, he’d already said Harry’s music taste wasn’t his and incurred the wrath of a majority of this fandom. Ed co-wrote his solo debut single, there was no way he’d have not picked Ed because who is that ungrateful? There was no correct answer with that question. It was very reminiscent of Zayn’s radio interview where he didn’t even bring up the PillowTalk views vs the History mv views but he was cornered by the radio guy. 4. I cannot repeat this enough times but the bit about not understanding why Zayn left came from Dan Wootton. Dan Wootton got exclusives from before SGT and PillowTalk mvs dropped, how? Dan Wootton gets exclusives of Liam’s personal life, and for that matter of all the boys’ personal lives, how? Dan Wotton continues to sell narratives. BUT, like my friend mentioned, we never got a picture advertising the podcast with Dan Wootton and Liam as we did for Dan Wootton and Niall or Dan Wootton and Harry! Ever wondered why? “Oh oh but we got audio of Liam!!!” Yeah we did. Print quotes are easy to manipulate because sometimes the tone gets lost in translation and also quotes can be made up but I can assure you that if you went to Billboard right now, if you had the right connections and tried to extract that audio of Zayn and the interviewer that led to the Billboard interview, then you will find it. Because believe it or not, while most of these print quotes can be skewed, they actually do come out of the boys’. It’s not that black and white. Meanwhile Zayn messed up on audio too right? With the ‘n’ word? Where is his apology?Most importantly though, Sashaa Malik 2 days after the Dan wootton and drowning mess, happened to like and possibly rt a tweet saying Liam will always be supportive of Zayn and won’t let anyone forget Zayn is a part of 1D. But she has always been a Liam girl, you say? Okay but Sarooha Malik Snapchatted/Instagrammed bopping to Strip That Down. As insensitive as that Dan interview mention of Zayn was, that podcast didn’t gain much traction either. I get the feeling you’re both pitting Liam as a villain and implying Liampraising PillowTalk was some sort of damage control and I’m just going to remind you of the following:1. Liam was the only one who went off script and thanked Zayn at theBBMAs, so much so that the next time on stage they cut him off and this proves he went off script, and if you still doubt that go check H, Lou and Ni’s expressions,2. Liam was the only one who included Zayn in the 5thanniversary tweet, Zayn acknowledged it,3. Liam publicly said he loves Zayn and would welcome himback in the pap session from 2016, 4. ZAYN FIRST brought up “wanting to do somethingoutside of the band anyway” with Liam5. Repeating this but Liam’s radio interview with Ryan Seacrest after Zayn left plus pap sesh from 2016 is pretty Zayn positiveWas all of this preemptive damage control too? From over 1-2 years ago? LMAO. Liam didn’t abruptly start talking positively about Zayn, so kiss my ass. @anon 2, you indeed are welcome and people always drop Liam, but the hypocrisy is pretty evident when y’alls fave fuck up even more. 

[sagebodisattva]

Antinatalism and Nihilism

Yeah. In case you didn't know, or were somehow a bit unsure about whether or not antinatalism was a nihilist philosophy, antinatalism is perplexingly nihilist, nihilistic supreme; that means it's the grand chalupa, with fresh sour cream.

The most standard commonly known definition of nihilism is a philosophical doctrine that suggests the negation of one or more reputedly meaningful aspects of life. If nay you say, then are you implying that antinatalism isn't asking it's prospective antinatalist to negate certain values that the majority of humans all share in common? I mean, it is called antinatalism, isn't it? Asking a human to consciously avoid procreating, whether just, correct, most moral, or not, this is still a value subtraction equation. The idea that consciousness is better off to never have existed is certainly a negative value conclusion, even if you twist around the narrative to demonize the perceived opposition.

If some condition independent of consciousness that exists out there in the universe is somehow a morally BETTER configuration, in all it's independently existing isolated betterness, without anything existing, any unavoidable prognosis, prescription, or proscription, that may be proposed, will all be subtraction transactions. That's antinatalism, and that's the common understood consensus as to what the definition of nihilism is. There's no way around it. If you’re an antinatalist, then you are at least nihilistic. Period.

Yeah. A dirty stinking value negating nihilist.

And I understand why antinatalists want to reject nihilism, for, while suggesting the negation of a commonly held meaningful value, they do so under the banner of a righteous pro-value. Which is all well and good, but it still doesn't change the fact that it's aim is still to negate a value.

And I'm not against antinatalism, in fact I agree that, for people who are serious about discovering the truth about reality and seek to walk the path of self recognition, of which, is the only existential function for why we are here, procreation isn't helpful. It's an investment, which is a distraction, and that's passing the buck to someone else. And for the people who are NOT serious about reality, the truth and self recognition, you definitely shouldn't be procreating either, because you are just recklessly creating giant amounts of demand and deprivation just for it's own sake, and that isn't a requirement. If one is not seeking to understand the reality, then why should one be ignorantly pushing more lives into existence, for the mere sake of selfish gratification? It's an abuse of power. You don't have any way to obtain consent for the life you are causing to manifest, so therefor this is indicative of an immoral act, like it or not.

And I know there are a lot of people out there that are grateful to have been pushed into existence and appreciate it deeply, but just ask yourself, for what? Pleasure seeking activities? Is that what it is? Just raw hedonism? Back dropped against a life of mundane routine and pointless empty lives of quiet desperation and frustrating futility? To endure large amounts of suffering, boredom and tedious undertakings, just to have a small sip of ecstasy? It seems that we have forgotten that this realm should be treated as a training ground, and not like a lounge for fat cats and lazy lizards.

I won't go too far into depth about the positive aspects of choosing not to procreate, perhaps reserving these thoughts for a future video, for the main idea of this exposition is to show how antinatalism is a nihilistic philosophy. As if antinatalism was somehow something else other then nihilism? Yeah right. If you think so, then you must somehow have your narrative about the logic twisted up.

I know, I know, you have a certain subjective feeling about certain facts, and since the fact is a fact, how you feel about those facts must also be facts! I know, I know. Anything less would be a case of mental illness.

But, one should always try to understand who one's allies are. And one should also try real hard to try and stop maligning and demonizing an adjacent ally; in exactly the same way everyone else tries to malign and demonize you. Atheism, antinatalism, nihilism, post modernism, deconstructionism, futurism, transhumanism, are all relative philosophies existing within the same ideology cluster, despite having some differences. Maybe what they all share in common, in a broad sense, is a rejection of an old world and an old way of doing things.

You do know that, in theism's mind, atheism, and thereby also antinatalism by default, are considered nihilist philosophies simply because they both reject theism. And you know that this is where nihilism primarily got it's bad name from. It was a label frequently used to malign those that rejected theism. And I say 'antinatalism by default" because I think it's safe to assume that if you are antinatalist, you certainly can't be any kind of theist worth his salt. What kind of theist would think that being fruitful isn't in accord with a sky daddy's wishes? Unless there are theists out there, that I don't know about, who believe in an incompetent fucked up god who can't be trusted, but if that's the case, why bother with remaining a theist? Overthrow that motherfucker. If believing in a loving all powerful god, while having an attitude that the world is too fucked up a place to bring children into, isn't cognitive dissonance, then what is?

And I wonder, just as a side note, who was worse for the theists; the atheists, the heretics, or the nihilists?

But anyway... Yeah. Antinatalism is a form of nihilism. So it's truly quite very bizarre that antinatalism tries to take the high road; goes holier then thou, and plays the role of moral warden against another philosophy that, in fact, represents some of the same concepts and positions.

Nihilists advocate victimization and/or ignoring victimization? Bullshit. That isn't even the case, so it isn't true in the first place. It isn't nihilists who are the ones responsible for the horrors of the world, nor the ones ignoring the horrors. So maybe instead of trying to straw man a scapegoat, antinatalism should either redirect this false characterization right back from whence it came, or try focusing the vitriol upon that which is more befitting of these tragic poetic condemnations. It would seem to me that Theists and statists are the violators of innate human morals.

And don't let the religious aspect of theism create some false sense of a dichotomy existing between theism and it's slave atheism. They are both materialists. Only one is justified by a belief in God, and the other is justified by a lack of a belief in God. The "materials" are on a pedestal in both of these so called diametrically opposed polar opposite positions. And post hence, they are both full of shit. Neither one of them are automatically morally upright. Religion, do we even need to go there? If Jesus came back he'd kick the shit out of the Christians; once he matrixed around their gunfire. And atheism, well where does one exactly derive morality when there isn't some scary supernatural force threatening you, or offering obedience rewards, in a world where cash is king; and only the collection and hoarding of objects and resources are the measure of one's well being? From whereforth, and unto what?

Oh, I know. From empathy. From compassion. From a sense of charity. From a sense of duty, integrity, justice, service, and heroic Herculean honor. Only, this sense of duty is easily derelict when it comes to the raw material reality. In a game of heavy investments and gambling with the margins of profit and loss, wherein the consequence of ignoring dysfunction and not running the risk to do what's called "right", is rewarded by sustaining a retainer of wealth and resources, the objectively morally thing to do, is to do what most benefits yourself and your immediate group. And that's what I mean when I say “objectively moral.” I mean so in the sense that, there will be groups of individuals who feel they have a special status to make decisions on behalf of everyone else, because this self elected special status also affords one a superior perspective to decide and execute what's BEST for everyone...

Sound familiar? And it isn't nihilism that is doing this. It's hard materialism; cause, hey, its logical, it's objectively moral, it's very utilitarian, all of which the nihilist knows, doesn't really exist, and therefor doesn't invest into the motivated fervor of this material passion play. And yet the criminal trouble making shit stirrer uppers have the audacity to point out at the audience and blame them for the stage theatrics. And antinatalism, who sits in section B, points over to section A, where nihilism sits, and passes the blame on to them. It's a joke.

But I can see why everyone's so upset with nihilism. True nihilism upsets the whole apple cart. The passion whores don't want people to resign and give up on the Game of the lemmings, cause jeez, what would happen if everyone became nihilists? It would be unprofitable. We'd have a bunch of peaceful generous self sufficient people who had relaxed forgiving caregiving dispositions, who mind their own business, but share and help others, and who don't want to victimize their fellow humans. And we couldn't have that now, could we? Pointing the finger at you and saying it's all your fault, is so much more convenient and fun!