#what I wouldn’t give to be in a qpr with them

[diaqueenunderthemountain]

I know I said it before but this cannot be overstated

✨THEY ARE FRIEND SHAPED✨

and my aroace self falls for friend shaped people so hard

[mothmanwarble]

Me: And you see, here’s the thing, right? Here’s the thing. While it’s fairly reasonable to assume that Ignitor—who is canonically stated to distrust and despise all witches—would dislike Hex for no other reason than her simply being a witch, I think what’s missing from this take on their hypothetical dynamic are all the things that they have in common. Now, I don’t doubt that Ignitor would be wary of Hex at first. But I also think that over time, he’d be able to shake off his bias and grow to really cherish Hex as both a teammate and a close friend, especially because they share so many of the same traumas. See, becoming Undead was not Hex’s choice. She had her life taken from her by Malefor, the Dragon King. Once she was cursed, people began to fear her. People began to hate her for reasons completely out of her control. She began to hate herself. She began to mourn the life she’d lost. She doubted she could ever be happy with herself again. And then you have Ignitor. Ignitor didn’t start out as a flame spirit. He also got cursed, just like Hex. And coincidentally, he lost his body during a battle with a dragon as well. He too grew to loathe what he had become. He didn’t feel like himself anymore. He wasn’t sure he would ever be able to accept his fate. But slowly, these two characters not only learned to love themselves, but they also began to realize the amount of love people still have and will continue to have for them. For so long they had believed that their curses made them unloveable and monstrous, but over time, they came to realize that they’ve always been worthy of love and always will be worthy of love. Hex and Ignitor’s journeys are so similar. Their experiences are so similar. I lose my mind thinking about it. Did the author of their character bios even notice the parallels? Did they realize the fact that—

The burglar who has broken into my house: They’re mirror images. They’re the coalescence of sword and sorcery. They’re two lines of poetry that end in rhyme.

Me: They’re two lines of poetry that end in rhyme!

[hollisiguess]

im bored so y’all are getting some hazbin hcs

Alastor is aroace and agender but he does not know it he has no clue what ANY of those words mean

Rosie actually knows that Alastor is all of those but to fuck with him she doesn’t tell him however she will from time to time call him one of those (for example when she says she knows Alastor is an ace in the hole)

Alastor and Rosie are in a qpr!

Velvette and Vox are besties they will gossip about everyone and everything

Velvette is a non-binary lesbian who uses she/her

EVERYONE in hell assume that the vees are a polycule and for the chaos they never correct anyone

Velvette barely tolerates Valentino and would like to beat the shit out of him at any given time

Ok I have to restrain myself with Velvette so last one even though Vox has beef with Alastor to everyone’s shock she hangs out with him every once and a while over some tea

Lute is aroace but she and Adam are « dating » bc people kept asking Lute out would never take no for an answer and it was making her uncomfortable

Despite everything Adam does care for Lute and is a good friend towards her hence why he agreed to the fake dating plan

Vaggie before getting her wings back would get HORRIBLE phantom pain from them and whenever Charlie would ask what was up she would always dodge the questions and Charlie wanting to respect her gfs boundaries wouldn’t push to much

Vaggies love language is acts of service and Charlie’s is physical touch

Charlie ADORES Vaggies wings she thinks they make her gf even more gorgeous then she already is

Vaggie is actually insecure of her wings as they remind her of a past she’s rather forget but Charlie fawning over them does make her like her wings a bit more

If Charlie is cold Vaggie will use her wings to make her warmer

After the battle against the exorcist Vaggie went back to thank Carmilla for her help and the two got to talking and ended bonding now they meet weekly at Carmillas to practice battle together (the both enjoy it greatly) and sometimes it leads to Vaggie staying for dinner

Carmilla Carmine is essentially Vaggies mom/mentor

Vaggie bonded with Carmillas daughters and they see eachother as sisters

Charlie will sometimes head over to cannibal town to give Rosie a visit and she now calls Rosie Auntie all the time

Vaggie brought Charlie to meet Carmilla and Charlie brought Vaggie to meet Rosie (both were super nervous to meet each others respective mom/aunt figure worried they wouldn’t approve)

Husk and Cherri used to hate eachother but after Angel forced them to hang out they grew to like eachother in a I hate u and hope u die/affectionate type of way

Angel does Cherris hair and I will not elaborate

Angel can’t cook for shit and almost set the hotel on fire many times (he’s now banned from the kitchen)

Vaggie however is a great chef!

Husk taught all the members of the hotel who didn’t already know how to play poker, poker

The hotel guests now have game night which is usually the entire cast struggling while Alastor, Husk and Vaggie sweep and have a rivalry between themselves the others are trying tho!

Alastor also taught the residents chess

Nifty eats the pieces

Im not elaborating on that last one

Vaggie and Angel actually like one another (PLATONICALLY) even considering one another one of their closest friends but neither would ever admit it out loud

Alright now that that's said Angel and Vaggie have mini cooking lessons in secret (WITHOUT ANY FIRE for safety reasons ofc) so Angel can make food for his friends

Lucifer and Vaggie actually bonded a lot especially given both are fallen angels

When Lucifer found out why Vaggie was cast out and how Vaggie had to physically restrain him from (somehow don’t question how he'd even be able to get to heaven to do it) beating the shit out of Lute

Shickingly Lucifer, nifty and Husk are friends and hang out

in fact Lucifer knew Husk before the hotel and had already grown fond of him

Sir Pentious and Charlie are besties

Charlie was the first person who Sir Pentious actually told he liked Cherri (the others still knew but like he actually told Charlie)

Sir Pentious makes Alastor babysit the egg bois after the outing he had with them a while back

Sir Pentious does like Emily but she kinda makes him sad as she reminds him so much of Charlie and he cant see her anymore given she's currently in hell

Razzle was always super attached to Charlie but Dazzle wierdly enough got super attached to Vaggie making her even angrier with Lute when she killed him

Imma end the hcs here cause this is already a shit tone lol

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for immediately telling my friend about my other friends crush on him w/o permission? ⛅️ 🍂 ☕️

this sounds like a pretty quick YTA, but bear with me.

english isn’t my first language so I’m sorry for the atrocious grammar and formatting

So I (19F she/they) have been in a QPR with a guy (let’s call him Paul, 20M he/him) for a handful of months. We’re both arospec and acespec. I’m mostly out to my friends and close acquaintances, he is not out to anyone except me and one other friend due to some internalized queerphobia he’s working on (in his words “[he] is the last person you’d expect to be queer” and he doesn’t feel comfortable identifying with it yet in fear of being seen as “invasive”— especially since aspec people, men in particular, are seen as “pretenders” in some circles. I completely understand and respect this fear— I’ve dealt with it myself). We’re very close, but no one knows about the QPR except the other friend I mentioned earlier. people know we aren’t dating because I’m out as aroace. (he also gave me permission to send this AITA)

I was having lunch with a friend of mine (20NB they/all pronouns ), let’s call them Reese, and they mentioned that they have a crush on Paul and are planning to ask him out. They asked me my opinion, since I’m the closest to him, and I honestly just froze. They must have seen my hesitance because they asked if everything was alright, and then asked if he was taken. I said no, not to my knowledge. Reese asked me if I also liked him, to which I reminded them that I was aroace (they apologized immediately and genuinely so I’m not upset about that. Honest mistake). I ended up saying that I was simply surprised by the news, and that I supported their interest in him— and then immediately excused myself and went to the bathroom (social anxiety go brr).

I called Paul in the bathroom and told him that someone had a crush on him and were asking me about if I thought they should ask him out. I didn’t want to tell them he’s aroace since he isn’t out to them and it isn’t my place to say, but also wasn’t sure if I should continue to encourage them to ask him out since— idk. As someone who is currently in a monogamous QPR with Reese’s crush and knows he is aroace, I felt guilty pretending that I knew nothing while being fully aware that Reese was going to be disappointed.

I also probably had selfish motivations— I was genuinely afraid that Reese would resent me for not saying anything.

Anyway, Paul obviously needed to know the name of the person to discern whether he was comfortable with me telling them. So I gave him Reese’s name and he gave me the go ahead.

I told them when I came back from the bathroom— I tried to wait long enough so the reveal and the bathroom trip wouldn’t seem related, but failed spectacularly. Reese was visibly disappointed but not upset.

When we left the restaurant, they asked me if I had contacted Paul in the bathroom. I said— and I’m paraphrasing here— that since he wasn’t out yet, I wanted to double check to make sure he was comfortable with certain friends knowing. (Phrased in a way that suggested that nothing else was said— no mentions of crushes or anything. Which of course is a lie).

looking back on it, I probably am TA to some degree. I should have let the situation run on its own. There were also other ways (thought about three hours after the fact) I could have asked Paul without outing Reese about her crush on him (like giving him a list of friend names and having him say which friends he felt comfortable being out to). I am not the quickest thinker under pressure.

What are these acronyms?

[space-apples]

@stiffyck hello again

it was asked for by like two people, though i am but a humble man who is easily swayed so here we go with another round of fluffy (qpr) scarian headcanons

part one if you missed it :3

- scar is a lot smarter than people credit him for (but i also like to hc that he pretends to not know things). he likes to call grian over complicated words that don’t sound real when they are. like, “you’re so pulchritudinous <3,” and grian thinks he’s making that up (he isn’t. that word means beautiful) (also grian isn’t one of those people who think he’s dumb) (he just has never heard of these words before).

- we all have that grian gives scar a feather (and then wears it as an earring) and i like to think scar is a zombie because it’s so fucking funny to imagine scar giving grian one of his limbs as a present (he’ll resew it later i just think it's funny) because he wants to be as loving as grian is for giving him the feather. i like to think it isn't painful, and every time he does it he tells grian "now we can always hold hands"

- grian is always cold always always cold but his hands are warm and everything. scar is the complete opposite <3. they hold hands very often <3. everywhere they go <3.

- in the desert sometimes grian wouldn’t come inside at night and scar would go out looking for him and it was always just grian looking up and stargazing (and scar always ended up joining him)

- they stim together i don’t know what you want from me

- when scar preens grian's wings he is just constantly complimenting them (i mean he compliments them anyways but this is more silly because grian is so bird brain)

- scar knows flower language and talks about it and grian avidly tries to remember everything so he can give flowers with cute meanings to him

- during season eight while heavily sleep deprived they just had this whole conversation that was a whole fucking rollercoaster of emotions. like they started talking about how watermelons need to have a lot of liquid in it to be good, to talking about their incredibly traumatic pasts, to playfully arguing about whether pineapple goes on pizza, to then talking about pizza and third life in general about how it affected them (because being beat up by your best friend basically partner would also be traumatic for scar and not just grian), blahblah blah etc they're gay

- one time scar tried on grians sweater giggles it was silly

- they write letters to each other for no reason at all, they just want to.

- like they live next to each other, and also the letters aren't actually that long one time. scar wrote a letter one time that said "Hi Grian :D" the end

- grian subconsciously wraps his wings around scar while they're asleep <3

god they're so cute i fucking hate them god

anywasys let me know if you want more !!!! i'm telling you i have a whole bunch

[triforce-of-mischief]

Missed You

Summary: Legend pays a much needed visit to Ravio, who is concerned for his partner's well-being.

Word count: 2390

AO3

Relationships: QPR Legend/Ravio

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The last few days had been nothing but one bad event after another. The group had been temporarily separated, Legend had suffered an injury, and they had no idea where the shadow had escaped to. When the next portal appeared, Legend was pretty sure that every single one of them was expecting the worst.

Which is why, when they stepped out and gathered around a field in front of a familiar castle, Legend allowed himself a triumphant yell.

“That’s my castle! I mean- Fable’s castle. Anyway, I know where we are!”

“Thank the spirits for that,” Twilight said. “Shall we head there, then?”

“My house is right down the road,” Legend pointed out. “Can’t we go there?”

“We don’t know how long we’ll be here,” Time said. “It would be smarter to talk to the princess first while we have the chance. If we get that done before the next portal arrives, I don’t see why we can’t visit your partner after.”

Legend let out an unfortunately incriminating squawk. “Ravio isn’t- I mean, he is, but- you- how-”

“Oh please, it was obvious from the time we first saw you together,” Sky laughed, giving the flustered vet a pat on the back. “You bickered more than Malon and the old man, but we all saw that look in your eyes.”

Legend gripped his skirts, denying his hands the urge to tug his hat over his ears. “Yeah, it took us a while to figure things out, and a lot of it’s happened in our letters since I left, but… that’s what we are.”

“Aw, vet, you’re adorable when you blush,” Wind said, giggling madly.

“You little-”

Sky held Legend back before he could lunge at the brat, and Time stepped between them.

“Maybe we should split up then,” their leader suggested. “Most of us can go to the castle while Legend and the rest go to his house. Sound good?”

All parties nodded and quickly set to work determining who would go where.

“I’d like to meet Fable,” Sky volunteered.

“Do I have to go to a castle?” Hyrule mumbled, and Legend waved him over.

“I want Wars with me,” Legend said. “Knights don’t have the best reputation here yet. It’ll be better for him to lay low.”

That was his only justification, of course. It wasn’t like it was because Legend felt the most comfortable around Warriors regarding his phobia. The incident from a few days ago was far from being fresh on Legend’s mind, and he definitely wasn’t thinking about a conversation with Ravio that he wouldn’t be able to avoid.

Nope.

A few minutes later, and with a rendezvous planned, Legend led his small group of heroes one way while Time and the rest followed the road in the opposite direction. Wild had opted to avoid the castle as well, so Legend had three other heroes trailing behind him.

“Remember: most of my stuff is magical, and most of that is dangerous. So don’t touch anything unless I give you permission.”

“That’s what you said last time,” Hyrule piped up.

“And you touched everything,” Legend said, deadpan. “You’re just lucky that you were only looking at maps while Wind almost cursed himself with a ring.”

“So this time we know what’s safe to touch,” Wild said.

“Nothing,” Legend growled, making sure that Wild’s cheeky grin faded a little. “If you mess anything up, I’ll make you walk to the castle and explain to Fable yourself.”

The group arrived at Legend’s house without further incident, and the others stood back to let Legend knock on the door. It was his house, of course, he had a key, but Ravio was a bit paranoid about thieves.

“It’s me!” Legend yelled. “And a few friends.”

They heard a muffled crash and a startled yelp. “Mister- oof- Mister Hero?!”

Legend took a step back just in time, letting the door whip past the space that his nose had been occupying a moment ago. A purple blur barreled into him, nearly knocking him over, and he felt Warriors’ hand steady him.

“One of these days I’m gonna be dead on my own doorstep,” Legend groaned, but he knew that the others could see his smile.

“I missed you so much,” Ravio said, and Sheerow chirped agreement from his shoulder.

“Missed you too, bun.” Legend matched the intensity of Ravio’s hug, taking a moment to simply enjoy the feeling of holding his partner close. So much had happened in the months they had been apart, but Legend was finally home. He loved adventuring and life on the road, but time spent away made reunions that much better.

“It’s nice to see you again, Ravio,” Warriors said, reminding them that they weren’t alone.

“Oh, of course!” Ravio exclaimed, pulling away from Legend a little so he could properly greet his guests. “It’s always a pleasure to see Mister Captain Hero Sir, and Mister Traveler Hero, and Mister Champion Hero!” The merchant stood on his tip-toes, peeking over Legend to glance over the rest of the yard. “Are your other friends not with you today?”

“The old man thought it best to visit with Fable,” Legend explained, nudging Ravio back down. “And I wanted to check on my house, so we split up.”

“Hmm… and I’m sure your plan has nothing to do with the fact that I’m living here?” Ravio teased, looping his arms around Legend’s shoulders and leaning in to nuzzle his nose. Ignoring his partner’s Ravi please, you’re embarrassing me, the merchant continued, “I suppose I can be persuaded to provide our lovely heroes with some good food! Free of charge, of course.” Legend gave him a look until he added, “And board, for as long as you need to stay. A- also free of charge.”

Hyrule piped up, “If you need rupees, I’m sure we can-”

“No, he’s just kidding,” Legend assured him. “Your rupees are safe, Roolie… I would watch your pockets though. Sheerow has a knack for nicking shiny things.”

Sheerow chittered indignantly.

“So are you gonna let us in, or are we camping out here?” Legend asked, just to see Ravio’s adorable pout.

“You never have any patience, Mister Hero!” Ravio scolded. “Yes, yes, come in already!”

Ravio released Legend, grabbing his hands to pull him into the house. Legend wasn’t prepared for the amount of force his partner used, causing the stitches in his shoulder to send a sharp ache down his arm. He stumbled through the doorway with a yelp, crashing into Ravio who had stopped just as suddenly.

“I’m fine!” Legend said as worry flashed across Ravio’s face. “Just didn’t know we were moving, that’s all.”

Ravio’s eyes flicked to the heroes behind them. He nodded and gave Legend a look before addressing them, his voice suddenly full of fake cheer. “Make yourselves at home, please! Link and I are going to have a quick chat.”

Legend was once again dragged along, though much gentler this time, through his house until Ravio was slamming his bedroom door behind them. The merchant whirled around, wringing his hands and looking Legend up and down. “Where are you hurt?”

“I’m fine, Ravi, really,” Legend tried. “We healed it as much as we could.”

“I won’t believe you until I see it,” Ravio said quietly, staring determinedly at Legend, who finally flinched and reached for his belt.

“Just… I don’t want you to freak out,” Legend explained, struggling to lift his arm properly. Ravio hurried to help, pulling his red outer tunic off and laying it neatly on the bed. “You’re squeamish about these things and I don’t want you to faint or anything.”

“I’m not going to faint, love,” Ravio assured him. “I’m a coward at heart, not faint of heart. Now, where is it?”

Legend sighed, pointing to his injured shoulder. Ravio stepped behind him, pushing the collar of his green tunic aside so he could see. Legend didn’t know exactly what the scar looked like- Four had offered to let him look in a mirror, but he had declined- but Ravio recognized it immediately.

“Stitches?” Ravio gasped, his finger tracing around them.

“Yeah,” Legend said, keeping still so Ravio could see. “Some lucky boko shot me with an arrow and we didn’t have any potions or fairies so we had to do it the dirty way.”

“Were- were you unconscious?”

“No… I only passed out after they finished. I felt everything.” He shivered, remembering how terrible it had felt, how much it had hurt.

“They… wait, who’s they? Who did this to you?” Ravio fixed Legend’s tunic back in place, turning the hero around to face him.

“Wars, Four and Rule… but it isn’t like you think, they didn’t hurt me,” Legend said, then corrected himself. “Well, I mean- they did, but they were… really good about it. I was bleeding pretty badly and Wars took the time to calm me down even a little. He talked me through it while Rule stayed close and Four took care of- of patching it up.”

���It sounds too good to be true,” Ravio breathed.

“I know. I still don’t understand why they were so nice to me, but it seems like Wars isn’t going to let this go quietly. We had a good talk after I woke up, and things are good with Rule and R- Four. Even though they all saw me acting absolutely pathetic and-”

“Oh no you don’t, we’re not doing that.” Careful of his shoulder, Ravio gathered Legend into a hug. “You are my amazing Mister Hero and I’ll never care how scared you are or what you’re afraid of.”

Legend melted into his partner’s embrace, fighting a losing battle to keep himself composed. “Thank you, bun…”

“I just wish I could’ve been there,” Ravio whispered. “I hate knowing that you’re alone and scared out there and not even Sheerow can reach you.”

Legend laughed softly. “Are you kidding? You know how bad you get, neither of us would’ve lasted ten seconds before Warriors would’ve actually had to pin us to the ground. I knew that you would be waiting for me when it was all over, and I was right, yeah?”

“True,” Ravio hummed. “But it’ll take a lot more than common sense to keep me from wanting to help my beloved in his moment of need.”

“You’re impossible…” Legend rested his chin on Ravio’s shoulder, surprising both of them with a wet sniffle.

Ravio tried to pull back and look at Legend, but was thwarted by his partner’s clinginess. “Link?”

“Jus’ missed you,” Legend mumbled.

“We already established that,” Ravio said gently. “Do you need to sit?”

Legend gave a noncommittal hum, content to just be close to Ravio. The merchant took that as a ‘yes’, however, and shuffled over to the bed with Legend still secure in his arms.

Ravio was warm and safe and home, and Legend was crying by the time Ravio eased them down. His partner knew not to pry, simply hugging Legend tight. This only made Legend even more emotional as he attempted to hide his tears and choke back sobs.

“M-missed you.”

Ravio shushed him. “I know, baby.”

Legend hiccupped. “Love you, Ravio.”

“I love you too, Link.” Ravio ran his fingers through Legend’s bangs, wandering up and lingering near the hero’s ear. “This ok?”

“Mhm, yes please.”

Ravio traced light patterns over Legend’s pointed ear, his fingers intermittently slipping behind to provide pleasant scratches to the soft skin there. Legend’s tears slowed as he snuggled into his partner’s comforting touch, and he may or may not have let a happy squeak slip out.

“When Four was working on my shoulder, you know what Wars talked about?” Legend murmured after a while.

“Do tell,” Ravio whispered back.

“He told me about you. He told me all about your habits and personality and skills…” Legend smiled to himself, remembering that small spark of light in the darkness. The happy memories that he had clung to in that moment of fear, now surrounding him in safety once more.

“How much he must have overstated! Only Ravio thinks so much of himself,” the merchant huffed.

“No, it was all true. And I think the world of you too,” Legend said. He hoped that his voice, tired from crying as it was, fully conveyed his sincerity.

“Goodness, Mister Hero… I don’t seem to recall you being quite this sappy during past returns,” Ravio mused, and was Legend imagining the tears in his voice?

“Yeah, well… I guess that’s what happens when something triggers my phobia,” Legend said, then whined when Ravio’s fingers momentarily paused behind his ear.

“That’s a new word,” Ravio said, resuming the gentle scratches.

“Oh, um, Four taught me about it… it’s a fear that’s so severe that it interferes with daily life, and encounters are… really bad. Me and you, we both have trypanophobia- a severe fear of-” even now he had to take a deep breath to prepare himself, “-a severe fear of needles.”

He felt Ravio flinch at the word, and gave him a coo of reassurance before continuing.

“It’s not something that can be cured or dealt with overnight, but Four and Wars claim that there’s a way to come to terms with it. It can take a really long time but they say that if somebody with trypanophobia has a good support system and learns coping techniques… then they’ll be able to face their fear in a healthy way.”

“And you want to try this?” Ravio guessed.

“I’ve been warned that it won’t be easy, but yeah, I do,” Legend said quietly. “Plus, it it works for me, maybe it’ll work for you too. I’ll make sure that you’ll know exactly what’s going to happen before you agree to it.”

“I’d be willing to give it a try… I just hope that it makes things easier for you. Out and about and facing your fears left and right… that’s not the life I want for my dearest bunny.”

“Ravi, you know how I feel about that nickname,” Legend groaned, hiding his grin in the crook of his partner’s neck. “So… do you want to talk to them? After dinner, maybe?”

“Sounds like a plan,” Ravio said, placing a gentle kiss on Legend’s hair. “We’ll get through this, love. Together.”

[our-aroace-experience]

hi i’m having an issue and i though maybe you could help, or at least try to give me some advice

i absolutely HATE when dudes in my classes are like “ooooh you have a crush on (some dude) because you spoke about him/talk to him/defended him for something” because no i don’t. and my only response that’ll get them to leave me alone is “no, im gay” because im not going to explain myself to someone like that (who definitely wouldn’t understand, or might think im invalid), but THEN they think im lesbian (just to clarify, im not lesbian) so now everyone thinks i like girls when yea, kinda, but not as much as they think. on top of ALL of this, them thinking im a lesbian corresponds to me being perceived as a woman, even though i do not identify that way, and its really degrading to my self esteem and causing me to feel generally like shit, like i am a woman and will always be a woman, even though im very not.

but back to whatever ramblings i was doing before. i use the label omni-gray-aroace, meaning that i feel little to no romantic and sexual attraction (in my case, very little). i use omni as well because with my very little to no sexual/romantic attraction and tertiary attraction i also have a preference for guys (or more male aligned people). so if i was to ever date (probably not) or be in a qpr (most likely) with ANY dude involved then i feel like im a liar, and that im a terrible person for being a liar.

i’ve tried asking my friends for help and advice, but all but two of them are allo and don’t understand my identity and wouldn’t know how to help, and the two that aren’t allo have no idea how to help me, because they don’t understand how i identify either.

(note: all of my friends are very VERY accepting of me and my identity, but they all just don’t understand the labels i use and don’t know how to research them. i’ve also tried explaining to them personally, but they still don’t quite understand.)

so now i have no idea how to feel or how to get myself out of this hole im in. i would really appreciate help, or any advice you could try to give me, because at this point anything could help.

thanks

my advice for the people in your classes would be to stop telling them you’re gay. it doesn’t seem to fix the problem and seems to hurt you more than it solves anything. if you can, just ignore them, since they’re most likely just doing it to get a reaction, and ignoring them will often make them stop. obviously this is easier said than done, but giving it a try might help you feel less uncomfortable & help with being perceived as a woman.

as for feeling like a liar, having a qpr or relationship with a guy wouldn’t make you a liar since you said you are attracted to men more than other genders.

you could try explaining your identity to your friends by explaining what omnisexual/romantic is first. tell them it means you can be attracted to all genders but that you prefer men & male-aligned people. then you could try saying that you’re omni but you just rarely feel any attraction at all. i hope any of this help, feel free to send in another ask if you want any more advice or just need to vent!

[butterfrogmantis]

It’s Spinner hours again lets go. Specifically in depth ones this time rather than generic cause I feel like I’ve never really EXPLAINED it in specifics and in case there was any other confusion I feel like this helps clean it up. 

1 - Teenage confusion. Teen Spinner has been listening to the village go on and on about first relationships and snogging behind Papa’s lab where he can’t catch them and he just doesn’t understand it. At first he’s like ‘ok cool well I guess we’re growing up now those urges will come to me soon’ … they don’t.

Vanity Smurf is a bit of a serial romantic. Spinner isn’t sure he’d called Vanity a friend but … he’s the best he’s got. It’s a bit awkward, he doesn’t really know how to go about it but eventually he just sort of pulls Vanity to one side and is like ‘uh um ah I know this sounds weird but can I kiss you?’ and hey Spinner is a good looking enough Smurf so Vanity assumes he’s asking because he (Vanity) is just irresistible. Of course Spinner darling who WOULDN’T want a piece of this?

They kiss. Spinner does not react well. In fact he really doesn’t see what all the hype is about. They try again after an apology for the bad reaction. He just feels nothing. Not good, not bad … just nothing. It’s like kissing a warm stone. Vanity is a bit miffed because what kind of Smurf isn’t overjoyed to receive such an honour but Spinner decides to give up on his quest to understand the romance hype and goes home deciding to unpack that another day.

2 – Current day; Platonic Soulmates. So whilst Spinner generally prefers the company of Weaver and Tailor growing up, there is ONE other Smurf he eventually becomes quite close to and it becomes more than friendship … BEST friendship!

Spinner & Wooly refer to each other as ‘zucchini’ or ‘squish’ (platonic crush; desire to be close to but not romantic) and are a bit closer than even Brainy & Clumsy in terms of physical affection which can include holding hands, cuddles or sharing beds or partially living together all with the EXPLICIT understanding than none of these actions mean romance. Hence, rather than just being best friends like B&C, it’s a QPR which blurs the line a little bit. Think of it like a platonic life partner. There’s 0 kissing or intimacy but might joke about get married for tax benefits in the human au. Hence also why Wooly was the only one Spinner was comfortable asking about having a child, but they aren’t traditional “parents”. They’re both fairly lonesome Smurfs but that’s not the same as wanting to be loneLY. Call em besties, buddies, pal o’ mines, whatever, as long as they get to share a stew and a warm woollen blanket. Might say ‘I love ya’ but this is the same thing I’d say to a good friend so that’s more a familial love.

It’s also currently the only QPR (at least specifically described) and other aro-ace Smurfs like SmurfJockey and SmurfCobra specifically don’t want anything like this so it’s more of an exception than a norm but it works very well! Sometimes you just gotta cuddle ur buddy. Wooly could theoretically have a romantic relationship alongside if he wanted but he doesn’t anyway and is grateful to have his aroace pal because unfortunately for Wooly a lot of Smurfs have crushed on him and he can’t say he thinks the same about them DFJSK

Spinner (sorta but mostly mine tbh) Vanity and Wooly (c) The Smurfs

[aziraphales-library]

hi ! i just read a fic called "Instructions Unclear; Seeking Divine Intervention" and i was wondering if you knew of anything similar ? Its abt Crowley and Aziraphale raising the spare baby from the baby swap (who actually turns out to be the antichrist)

it doesnt even Have to be the antichrist tbh, just the two of them raising their own kid ! so not a nanny and warlock fic

also if you could find smthg ace friendly that would be perfect (this one wasnt :/) but i can def read around it if not

tysm for the blog its seriously the best <33

We have. SO MANY fics on our #kid fic tag. PLEASE check that. We’re going to have to take a break from answering any requests for kid fic to give authors a chance to write some more.

I’m also not sure on what you, specifically, mean by ‘ace friendly’ as the fic you’ve mentioned as not being ace friendly is T rated. Do you want no kissing? No mention of sex? QPR? Just friends? Ace is a wide spectrum, please be specific.

Here are some non-explicit kid fics, a couple of which were also tagged for asexual, but I believe do also include kissing, so IDK. Take ‘em or leave ‘em...

Cures and Remedies by Jackie Thomas (NR)

“Whatever is the matter?” Aziraphale asks and Crowley shrugs open the cloak to reveal a swaddled baby held in the crook of his arm. “Oh, good Heavens.”

Crowley saves a baby’s life. Who is this child and why is he in danger?

The Second Coming That Wasn't (Or Was It?) by polymona (T)

Aziraphale is surprised with a chat from God.

Crowley is confused as to why any human would just abandon their newborn in front of a bookshop of all places.

When the forces of Above or Below find out what has just been set in motion, there will be both Heaven and Hell to pay.

If God can be a woman, so can Jesus.

And the Antichrist Makes Three by AstroGirl (T)

Crowley didn't exactly intend to kidnap the Antichrist. It just sort of happened. And now they're stuck with him. Over the next eleven years, Aziraphale frets a lot, Crowley tries to play it cool, and Adam grows up incapable of being surprised by anything at all.

White Teeth, Black Leather / White Soul, Black Feathers by jriracha (T)

After the end of the world, Heaven and Hell decide to leave well enough alone. Truly alone. Crowley and Aziraphale are finally free to explore their relationship with no pressure. But at what cost?

Nephalem by Audrey_Lynne (T)

After the Armageddon that wasn't, Crowley and Aziraphale settle into their new, independent lives. They stay in touch with their human friends, but, mostly, are enjoying a quiet life in the countryside.

All that is about to change. Heaven and Hell have countless plans that operate on a need-to-know basis...and Aziraphale and Crowley didn't need to know. But now they will, as they find themselves in the sudden possession of the byproduct of one of those plans.

Or, "Crowley and Aziraphale end up with a baby and chaos ensues."

It takes heaven and hell to raise the Antichrist by dont_stop_imagine_mccartneys_celery (G)

If Good Omens was a Rom Com Sitcom!

In which Crowley stays just a little longer at the hospital of the Chattering Order of Saint Beryl and witnesses how the nuns misplace the Antichrist. He decides that he will take matters into his own hands and runs off again with the Antichrist, that is believed to be the exchanged baby of the American Cultural Attaché's wife. In lack of a better idea he brings the baby to his archenemy and dear friend Aziraphale and they agree they have no other choice than to raise the son of Satan themselves. That way they have the chance to let him grow up well-balanced between heaven and hell. Surprisingly, (for them, but really not the readers) the little extension of their family lets them only grow closer.

And the one you mentioned...

Instructions Unclear; Seeking Divine Intervention by Alycat44 (T)

“The spare,” the nun says, passing the basket Crowley brought back to him.

“The what.”

Crowley wouldn’t get his answer, and left holding a basket with an infant he is fully unequipped for dealing with, he does the only sensible thing he could think of; he calls a nominally-friendly acquaintance for some help.

- Mod D

[redheadbigshoes]

so ive been questioning if im a lesbian a lot lately and i think i might be but im not sure. i wanted to ask for your insight because youre the only lesbian-focused blogger i follow, can lesbians have queerplatonic relationships with male-oriented people? like its not romantic attraction but something distinctly different

There’s other lesbian-focused blogs here and a lot of them interact with me so I hope they see this and can give their own opinion about it!

I think it depends on what you mean by queerplatonic relationship. If you mean in a way like some aroace people have qpr then I guess that wouldn’t fit the lesbian label.

If the platonic relationship in question is like a friendship, then yeah, lesbians can have platonic relationships with male-oriented people because that doesn’t involve romantic and sexual feelings.

[aroaceconfessions]

My best friend in the whole world is also aroace. Talking to them was actually how I realized I was Aromantic (I already knew I was asexual before meeting them). Not only do they mean everything to me in a bff sort of way, but I also have a massive, massive squish on them. Like I would give almost anything if we could be in a queerplatonic relationship.

About 6 months ago, when I first realized I had these feelings for them, I finally had gotten up the courage to say something. They told me that they *had* had a squish on me at the beginning of the year, but didn’t know I was aro, so they didn’t say anything. To be honest it was a smart move because I also didn’t know I was aro, and I’m not sure how I would have reacted. It probably wouldn’t have been the best for either of us. But I will always hate myself for not figuring it out sooner and for messing up my chance to be with them.

And it makes it so much worse because during the time they had a squish on my I liked this other guy. And they knew the whole time and actively tried to help me get with him. I can’t even imagine how much that must have hurt, to see the person you like trying to be with someone else and still encouraging them. I know I would feel like absolute crap if the places were switched. I don’t think I can ever forgive myself for what I did to them, all because I was an idiot who couldn’t figure out that they were gay.

I have no idea where to go from here. We’re still so close and I wouldn’t trade our friendship for anything, but it’s driving me insane with how much I like them, and don’t know how much longer I can go without acknowledging my feelings. But at the same time I would never ever in a million years do anything to risk our friendship and I don’t want to tell them if it would screw things up. We do literally everything together and our mutual friends joke about never seeing us apart. If I lost them I have no idea what I would do.

At this point I feel like it might just be better to suck it up and ignore my feelings just to keep them around, even though it hurts so much.

Also when I first told them about my feelings they didn’t outright say that they no longer had a squish on me, and mentioned something about being platonic besties (which sounds somewhat like a qpr) leaving the whole status of our friendship very vague and unresolved and it’s giving me so much anxiety because I don’t know what we are. Like if we are always together and are best friends etc does that qualify as a qpr and I’m just oblivious or are we just friends? Like I have no idea what I’m doing and it scares me so much.

I don’t know if this made any sense but I had to get this out and tell someone (and possibly get any advice if there’s something I can do to fix this). No one else I really know is aro and/or ace, and my allo friends never understand when I try to talk about relationships in an aspec context.

Thank you for letting me share this. To whoever sees this, have a wonderful day and I’m proud of you!

[fate-motif]

rok!!

my sweet daughter who deserves the world

First impression: where are your parents?!?! darling child?!?!

Impression now: literally the same shit but also i’m signing the adoption papers at the same time i’m setting up a curriculum to teach her biology at university level

Favorite moment: calculating the jump to the protostar! everything was behind her and trusted her fully and she did so good! she didn’t get it perfectly but then they got there and they wouldn’t have been able to make it without her…

Idea for a story: okay so maybe it’s because i hc her as aro but i once had a sketch planned out for a fic where after s1 ends rok is frustrated that dal is moody and distant from the others because gwyn left and she’s afraid that he’s going to leave too and then their family will fall apart because she’s been told in stories that the most important love is romantic and it really hurts her, when her found family has been the biggest bedrock in her life and she can’t ever see herself dating anyone.

Unpopular opinion: i think her design is so cute idc if her eyes are a little too piercing and her mouth maybe doesn’t match what the rest of her body is going for

Favorite relationship: literally all of them??? but big shoutout to rok and gwyn because gwyn went from actively ignoring her pain to feeling personally responsible for her growth and that moment in a moral star where gwyn holds her face and looks at her softly is going to kill me forever

Favorite headcanon: she’s aro! i know people who won’t fucking stfu about how ace people aren’t important enough to talk about would want to cut in that oh my god, she’s a child, of course she can’t see herself having an experience that can be fundamentally mature, but my experiences with most of my ace and aro friends is that really, they always knew. sometimes they did give a shot to relationships or got into qprs but overall realized that actual romance wasn’t for them, or they could be in a romantic relationship but the emotional arrangement is really different from the people around them in relationships. but rok really reminds me of a lot of those friends’ descriptions of their childhoods as bright, excited kids who resented society telling them a story about who they had to be in order to be worthy of affection or even of being called a person.

[islandofsages]

this is what love feels like.

summary: in which you tell them about queerplatonic relationships (because you want one with them ♡)

characters: thoma, xinyan, zhongli (separate)

tags: gn!reader, fluff, hc/scenario format kinda

warnings: none

author's notes: i picked my top 3 faves for this hehe (though i self-ship queerplatonically with zhongli only actually ...)

thoma

has vaguely heard of the term but doesn’t actually know what it entails

when you briefly tell him what it is, he nods understandingly and rubs his chin with his hand, processing what you’ve told him. the wrinkles that appear on his face as he scrunches his face and shut his eyes worry you; what a serious expression, you thought. but before you could ask what’s wrong, he’s back to being all smiles

“oh, so that’s what it is. then…i wanna be with you in that way, (y/n).”

his confession caught you slightly off guard but you’re glad that he feels the same plus he was all shy when he confessed and you internally gushed over that fact

sometimes he’d get intimate with you unintentionally so he apologizes every time he does it - he can’t help it, you’re just so endearing!

he’s like an excited little puppy; giddy at the fact that you’re his partner. you. how amazing is that? surely it was a blessing from the gods. he goes to pray at the grand narukami shrine even more often now even though guuji yae gives him the, quote-unquote, “heebie-jeebies”

loves hugging you so, so much! though if you don’t like hugs then he’d make sure to ask first or at least limit how much he hugs you. maybe he’ll even save it for more special occasions

he’d tell ayaka and ayato about you two’s relationship at least and regret it because the siblings keep teasing him about it, though if word got out he wouldn’t outright deny it

if you two decide to live together, he’s already planning on becoming your full-time househusband (or housepartner if you dislike that term) you debate on whether you should tell him that he’s a malewife

it’s impossible to be unhappy when you’re with him. maybe if you ever have the time, you’ll go visit the shrine with him and thank the archons for granting you such a loving partner.

xinyan

has heard of the term before from her friends and fans in general - her fanbase is made up of so many different types of people after all

“you mean besties who kiss each other, right?”

you lightly smack her as she insists it’s a joke

she tells you she’s open to the idea of one and doesn’t mind trying it out so you respond by confessing to her

she seems shocked but she doesn’t hesitate to agree to become your partner. she then tells you that she thinks she feels the same…she’s not too sure but she bets it’s different from the crushes people have been talking about

she doesn’t seem to treat you much differently from before but if you want, she’d initiate more intimate gestures! plus, even if you don’t want that, she’s still gonna warm up to you sooner or later

very vocal about your relationship because she doesn’t like people to assume things about the two of you; the public and press always have a way of painting a bad picture and spreading false information everywhere. and also because she loves you so much and wants the whole world to know that she has the best partner in the world!

she would write so many songs inspired, about and for you. she just cherishes you so much and thinks you’re the best thing that has ever happened to her

“hey people! this here’s a new song and it’s dedicated to my one and only, (y/n)!”

you’re absolutely helpless when she does that; all you can do is blush and grin to yourself. as far as you’re concerned, she’s also your one and only.

zhongli

does not know what a qpr is at first but he’s willing to learn; he always is, especially for you

when you educate him further on the topic, his eyes widen and you ask him if he’s okay. he chuckles and shakes his head, a cute little smile on his face

“i’m fine, (y/n). on the contrary, i feel as if a heavy burden has been lifted off my shoulders.”

he tells you that a lot of things make sense now - he always had his eye on you but to call it a romantic crush would be inaccurate. and so he always questioned what he was feeling towards you. he has you to thank for enlightening him

…realizes that he technically confessed

he turns pink at the realization and you can’t help but laugh. you then proceed to tell him not to worry because the feeling’s mutual. he sighs a breath of relief he’s still pink though and you indulge in his adorableness

oh, he is so, so careful with you in your relationship. he doesn’t mean to be so cautious but he’s afraid of accidentally overstepping any boundaries, especially because each qpr is different. so you tell him that he can just ask if you’d be comfortable with any certain gesture or not and he took it to heart - he’s always asking if he can hold your hand or cuddle you or even kiss you

and if you’re not the affectionate type, he’s fine with that too. as long as he can call you his partner, he’s content with anything. but even then, he still wants some physical affection so he ends up asking to cuddle from time to time

he’d buy you so many gifts, oh boy, and you have to scold him every now and then just so he won’t go broke

he’s not the type to mind what people say about you two but if you’re uncomfortable with people calling you a couple, he’d politely correct others on what you two truly are: more than just lovers.

[otome-crow]

How Aspec is Mankai?

This is just a list of A3 characters I feel may be on the asexual or aromantic spectrum. As an aroace myself, I always wind up looking for myself in characters. With the A3 boys, there’s very little that’s canon (that I’ve seen) about their sexualities. Some of the older boys flirt with Izumi, Sakyo canonically has a thing for her, and Yuki once mentioned that he’s into girls. That’s literally all I can remember.

Because it’s a joseimuke game, the emphasis isn’t on their love lives or sexual interests, so there’s a LOT of wiggle room for headcanons. Obviously, I’m pro-everyone’s headcanons and I love reading all of them :) Frankly, I don’t even HC what I’m writing all of the time; it’s just a sense I get. A lot of characters are here, not because I think Mankai is some kind of aspec sanctuary (although, let’s be honest, a dorm of 24 hot guys and not one of them has a partner in 3 years??? c’mon), but because my HC’s rotate around depending on what scenarios or AUs or whatever I’m playing with. I might see a character as ace one day, and the next time I play with them, I see something else. The glory of interpretation and media :)

I’m also chucking in my basic assumption on the rest of them. I’m dealing only in sexuality, not gender. I also wind up bringing a lot of my personal bias and experience into this, since I’m a sex-repulsed aroace myself. I know a lot of people don’t have these same experiences, so I want to make them clear.

Spring Troupe, IMHO, is like 65% aspec.

Sakuya: Ace, possibly/probably aro.

He’s so absolutely devoted to the guys that he seems way more into “bromance” than anything else.

I know a bunch of that is the fact that he never had a family and he just gloms onto these guys who become his family, but it’s like there’s no room in his life for anything else. He puts ALL of his energy into the platonic relationships around him and seems to have absolutely no interest in romance or other people (in a relationship way).

He’s one of the only (18+) guys who doesn’t flirt or blush around Izumi AT ALL. Even Tsuzuru (who’s next on my list) flirts, and even Juza gets flustered around her sometimes.

My guess is that because he’s so young, and so wrapped up in theatre and the guys in Mankai, he’s not even thinking about looking for a partner - in fact, he’s probably not even realizing that he’s not looking! The fact that none of the other guys have partners helps isolate him from realizing this.

Whether or not he’s aro, I do definitely see him seeking out a long-term partner (either romantic or QPR) someday - probably as he settles into himself a bit more and sees the other guys start to move into romantic relationships of their own.

I figure that if his partner was allo, he’d be a very sex-positive ace and would absolutely enjoy sex and enjoy pleasing his partner, but without a partner (or with a sex-repulsed partner), I doubt he’d give it much of a thought. (For the record, I do not have a steady HC for him about this - this one’s more theory than belief.)

Tsuzuru: Demiace. Definitely not aro.

This is 100% because of the way he evolved when I created an OC for him and dreamed up a huge story that’ll never get written down because it’s too complicated.

Thing is, like Sakuya, Tsuzuru seems absolutely clueless about romantic relationships.

I feel like it would take him a long time to realize that he didn’t seem to be “progressing” the way a lot of other guys his age were when it came to the physical side of relationships - because he hadn’t ever really had a relationship.

Like, he wouldn’t even notice that most people his age have had girlfriends or boyfriends and have had SOME kind of sexual experiences - and if they haven’t had them, they’ve thought about them.

If he bothered to think about it, he’d just decide he was too **busy** to think about it because it’s not a priority compared to working 16 part time jobs to help your family.

When he finally does get into a romantic/sexual relationship, he’s really surprised at how STRONG some of these feelings are but doesn’t really wonder about why he’s never felt it for anyone else.

(Y’know, for a guy who writes about people and relationships, he doesn’t realize how much he doesn’t know - or since he writes about platonic stuff 95% of the time, maybe he does?)

But then he realizes that his partner has some of those feelings for, like, random hot people they see on the street. Not judgey about it with them, just a little weirded out. Is way more okay with it once someone (probably the partner) helps him figure out the whole “demiace” thing.

(I 100% HC him as demi. Like, this is a standing HC that I don’t see changing for me.)

Itaru: Possibly aroace.

He could also just be lazy about other people and more into his games than anything else, or just have a low sex drive, or be ignoring it all because of his Trust Trauma.

But the fact that we see him charming the shit out of everyone around him with the Popular Prince Persona, and we hear about all the girls that like him at his job, but he only seems annoyed by them…..

If he were screwing around at his job, Chikage would have said something by now.

(Granted, this is a mostly-clean game, so WE wouldn’t hear about it - but he’d probably mention SOMETHING, like Itaru taking out one of the secretaries for a date or something. Right? Just to rub Itaru’s nose in how much he knows about him?)

(Like some of his very early backstage stories talk about the girls at work pestering him and maybe he should give one of them the time of day…but it‘s played like a joke. And later stories abandon that completely.)

So he’s not getting sex there, and he’s not going out on dates that Mankai is aware of.

BUT. He also flirts a lot with Izumi and I definitely kinda ship them in canon (and I also have an OC for him and their relationship is sexual), so….I have no real HC for Itaru, but he does sometimes give off ace vibes.

I think he might want a relationship one day, but he’s like 26 and has NEVER mentioned a former relationship. (Granted, he’s got trauma about trusting people, so that could easily play into it.) The flirting with Izumi could just be habit, part of the Prince persona….

I don’t know, he’s confusing.

Chikage: Sex-repulsed aroace.

Now, to be fair, I don’t have a great grasp of his character.

But I DO get that he’s very, very uncomfortable with women.

He could just be gay - that’s fine!

But a lot of his standoffishness, that most ppl relate to him being a spy, reminds me of me and how I relate to the world.

Like 90+% of the world is experiencing all this stuff, and exchanging energy and understandings, and I have NO IDEA WHAT THEY’RE ON.

It keeps me from wanting to connect to people, just in case. Like, I’m often nervous about being too chatty or too friendly because I don’t know if someone’s going to see me as flirting.

I dunno, maybe I just feel disconnected from people in a way that seems familiar in Chikage’s character.

But the fact that he can only be comfortable with Izumi when he stops seeing her as a woman - ie, she is now a non-sexual being to him - just hits me close to home.

He seems to want a family more than anything else. I know there’s a lot of April/August/December poly stuff out there, and cool :) To me, it seems like the emotional connection was most important to him.

(As for the others - I see Masumi as pan. He wants someone to love, someone to love him back. I don’t think gender factors into it. TBH, Citron is a complete mystery to me. I definitely think he’s into girls - he’s a MAJOR flirt! - but whether he’s also into guys or is pan or just straight, I don’t freaking know. But he’s definitely DTF.)

Summer Troupe is a little young, but here we go. Only one :)

Muku: Somewhere on the ace spectrum. Possibly aro (hear me out).

It’s the reliance on fictional media to fulfill something that’s uncomfortable in the real world.

That’s something I do, too, and it’s a really common occurrence for aces.

All of his romance is fictional.

We know that girls like him, but he doesn’t seem to realize they exist - yet he still wants to be someone’s prince!

To get your “crushes” only on fictional characters (or in your imagination) without realizing it, because you will never be required to DO anything to/with them.

To take all your cues on romance from fiction because RL romance is uncomfortable, makes no sense, or both.

Like, all of the allos I know had crushes on real life people. If you asked them to put together a list of people they wanted to sleep with - or even just kiss! - that list would include a mix of fictional people, celebrities, and people they know in real life.

The funny thing is, because he’s SO obsessed with fictional romance, I think most people wouldn’t see him as aro. But I’m aro and I’m 100% obsessed with fictional romance lol.

I have romantic OCs for most of the characters I like in fiction, I read romance novels, I play otome games religiously.

But I don’t want any of that in real life.

It’s possible Muku is the same.

Muku is 100% obsessed with fiction, and doesn’t seem to even SEE that girls are around him or like him.

However, BECAUSE of his fascination with being someone’s prince one day, I’m hesitant to truly HC him as 100% anything.

He may simply be oblivious and daydreamy and a late bloomer.

If he IS on the ace spectrum, he’d  probably be like Sakuya or Tsuzuru (you know, when he’s NOT A MINOR) - possibly Demi and/or very sex-positive and into pleasing his partner.

If he is aro, he still wants a QPR with a lifetime partner. He still wants to be someone’s prince.

(Yeah, everyone else in Summer Troupe is gay or bi. Sorry, but I don't make the rules.)

Banri: I see Banri as Aro, but not Ace.

To be honest, I don’t know why.

It’s just the vibe I get from him.

Like he doesn’t need or want anyone but himself.

Currently, probably because he’s still young, he’d be way more into FWB or casual dating, but probably not too much into random hookups.

Too much trouble, too much dancing around and getting drinks.

Just text a FWB, meet up, do the do, go home.

Or go out with his casual date partner, see a concert or play, go to the arcade, grab a bite to eat, whatever, THEN do the do and go home.

*shrugs*

Take it up with the manager.

May wind up with a partner, may not.

I don’t see it bothering him if he’s alone, he’s perfectly content in his own company.

He’s found something he’s passionate about that takes up his time and pushes him to do better; that could easily be enough for him.

Even if he does find someone that he loves enough to want to commit to, I can’t see him being **in love** in the way most other people are.

Azami: Sex-repulsed aroace.

Technically, there's a lot of reasons I feel this, but also a lot of reasons why this is a hesitant HC.

Is too young for me to truly want to HC him, but that desperate aversion to witnessing or being a part of physical affection is VERY sex-repulsed ace.

I will literally fast forward through sex scenes in movies, skip the pages in books, whatever.

Sometimes I’m cool with sexual contact in media (hello fanfic), but I’m always uncomfortable with it in real life.

Now, for Azami, this could also be his age combined with a restrictive upbringing.

But the thing that always makes me pause about Azami is that he seems to equate ALL physical touch to sexual touch.

“No sex til marriage” makes sense, but no hand-holding?

That only seems to make sense if you’re making hand-holding a sexual thing, or ALWAYS a step on the ladder TOWARDS sexual things.

Like, 3-year-olds hold hands. Obviously that’s not sexual.

But the moment it’s between two people of sexable age, he freaks out.

And, as someone who is a sex-repulsed ace, I always got really confused about physical affection when I was dating (before I knew this about myself).

Is my boyfriend holding my hand just being sweet? Is his kiss on the cheek just that? If we cuddle, is that physical contact permission for his hands to start wandering?

Every single act of physical affection became a (potential) gateway to sexual actions because I couldn’t understand or sense the difference.

There WAS no difference to me. The “vibes” that indicate the difference to allos is missing in me.

Sometimes a kiss was just a kiss, sometimes it was more, and I flat-out couldn’t understand intention through the subtlety of just physical touch.

Everything is the same to me, so EVERYTHING is potentially sexual. And therefore, every form of physical touch became a danger zone.

It seems to me that the same thing is true for Azami - literally every physical interaction is a sexual interaction, because he can’t ever see that it’s NOT.

So while I don’t HC Azami as ace necessarily (only he can say that, and his behavior is confusing), I wouldn’t be surprised if he was.

As for aro or not, I have no idea, because I think the desperate desire to avoid physical affection is clouding the issue.

(I figure Juza as pan, Taichi thinks he’s straight until he realizes he’s in love with Yuki, Omi as bi, and Sakyo is the straightest straight guy who ever lived.)

Azuma: Ace, not aro.

The opposite of Azami.

All touch is non-sexual touch.

All flirting is non-sexual flirting.

Both of these things wind up being masking behaviors.

Like Itaru, Azuma seems to have people buzzing around him regularly.

If he wanted a sexual relationship, I feel like he'd have one. Pretty easily.

He jokes about things, but it seems more like everyone assumes things about him and his relationships and he just . . . lets them.

He even goads them on a little bit, but it all seems really jokey. Not serious at all.

While we have the word “asexual”  going back to the early 70’s (and probably further), it wasn’t a really common LGBT+ word until, I’d say, the mid-to-late 2000s.

While Azuma’s age is unknown, we know he’s older than Sakyo, so that would probably put him around 35 IMO.

That means he was coming of age in the 90s and early 2000s. He was also, very heavily, a loner.

He had no adults in his life to guide him, no one to confide in.

What are the odds he would come across that word in his teens and early 20s?

All he knows is that he’s different, maybe even broken.

All these things he’s supposed to be feeling, especially since he makes his living via close physical contact, are missing.

Might blame his trauma.

So he flirts heavily but keeps his distance, to mask the actual lack of attraction he feels.

He lets people believe what they want about his former profession, but it’s probably one reason he was so popular as a cuddler…all the women felt safe even if they didn’t know that was the reason.

I’m guessing he’s sex-neutral - sex is a take-it-or-leave-it thing to him, and he’s mostly had one-night stands, and almost entirely to avoid spending the night alone rather than for the sex itself.

By the time someone (possibly Tsuzuru, as he figures it out about himself) brings the concept to him, it’s a shock to him that asexuality is just…a sexuality like any other.

He’s not broken.

I think he would still want a partner (he doesn’t want to be alone!), but whether that was one all-consuming love, or a polycule, I don’t really know.

I just know he wants love and romance in his life.

(I do not HC this all of the time - for some reason, canon Azuma gives me ace vibes, but my personal fanon Azuma doesn’t. Given that I’m about the same age as Azuma, I might be projecting my own history and trauma about feeling broken onto him.)

Guy: now, I refuse to HC Guy as ace, but he needs his own space here anyway because I have An Issue. (To be fair, I have not seen ANYONE in the A3 fandom do this to Guy!!!! But I feel like it needs to be said anyway.)

He, like some of the others, shows absolutely no interest in romance or sex.

BUT.

He’s repressed pretty much everything in order to survive his trauma growing up.

He made himself into an android - an android would be both asexual and aromantic.

I think he’s still healing from that and, at some point, will have to address his own sexuality.

Because I don't think even he knows what his sexuality is.

He may wind up being ace, but even if he is, that ace-ness needs to be separate from the whole android thing.

There’s so much that’s problematic about taking someone who thought they were a robot and diving right into “hur hur not wanting sex makes you a robot!”

It’s a false equivalency and it’s potentially damaging to the ace community, so I’m not having it here.

I think Guy’s history is really really sad, and I think the fact that he probably has no idea what his sexual/romantic orientation is is also really really sad.

HCing him as ace would feel (TO ME) damaging and disrespectful to the character.

I have NO doubt there’s aces out there who relate to him or like him because of the ace vibes and that’s peachy :)

He becomes a comfort character at that point.

However, the immediate jump society makes to “hur hur robot” or “hur hur plant” or any of the “you don’t like sex? you must not be human!” jokes?

Kinda done with it.

I’m saying what I want to say very badly, so I hope I’m not offending anyone here.

(As for the rest - Tsumugi is bi, Tasuku is definitely gay af, Hisoka is pan, and I can’t help but see Homare as straight for some reason (I KNOW I’m in the major minority here!) - but panromantic and with a low libido/mild touch aversion. Like I could see him and Azuma in a sexless romantic relationship or part of fuyupoly. Totally happy with the romance/family, not inclined to care about not having sex.)

And there we have it!

@moonstruck-writing seemed really enthused about this, so - tag!

[daintyduck99]

If I am not too late for the 100 compliments prompts "You're style is just so cool" with Flynn Reggie and Julie (romantic/platonic/qpr up to you)

Reggie’s not moping, no matter what Luke says. 

Sure, maybe he’s got his temple glued to the headstock of his bass. They’re good friends.

It’s just that there’s somewhere he’d rather be, alright? He loves Luke, Bobby, Alex, and Willie dearly, but he can only listen to them argue about genres and movies and questionable activities-slash-crimes for so long. They always have a boy’s night whenever Flynn and Julie do a girl’s night, but those seem way more—varied, if only because a bunch of Willie’s suggestions get vetoed or argued about until it’s way too late to do them.

And yeah, obviously he’s not a girl. He still can’t quash the yearning that rings through his chest like a sad note whenever they disappear, hands intertwined, giggling in their slippers, or whenever they pop in to twirl around and show off their new hair-dos, their glittery eyeshadow, their beautiful clothes or the splash of color adorning their nails. He doesn’t know what else they do, but that alone seems so—freeing, so fun. 

He’s got a tube of eyeliner that he smuggled out of his mom’s room, but he wouldn’t even know where to start. He hugs his bass a little tighter and lets out a small sigh. 

The others are too busy debating what video game they’re going to play to even notice. They also miss Julie and Flynn’s grand entrance as a result, but Reggie doesn’t.

There’s no way he could ever miss them. 

They strut into the room with their arms linked as always, clad in the coolest outfits—he had no idea they even owned this stuff. Some of it might be Julie’s mom’s—she sometimes lends them things that wouldn’t be out of place in his own closet if he were a little braver. Namely, the leather vest Julie’s wearing over a silvery-turquoise—dress? romper? or the chunky boots Flynn has on with her outfit, a sleek black top that disappears into a pink leopard-print skirt. 

They’ve got their hair braided back into updos, with Flynn’s half-up and half-down, and shimmery pink and blue makeup and killer eyeliner on, along with loads of bracelets and jewelry. Julie’s vest even has little lightning bolts on it. They wouldn’t look out of place at a concert. 

They look—

Well, he can’t stop looking. 

Flynn tilts her head with a smirk, glancing at Julie, whose eyes shine, then at Reggie.

“See something you like?” 

He realizes his mouth is hanging open and abruptly snaps it shut, clearing his throat as his gaze skitters away. A low chorus of oohs rises from the rest of the guys, and he’d flip them off if he could do it without the girls seeing. Mentally will have to do. His hands tighten on his bass. 

“This feels like a trick question? Your style is just so cool. That goes for both of you.” 

“Thanks, babe,” Julie says, far too warm for it to be anything but sincere, and he burns at the casual use of the name she usually reserves for Flynn. “You know, if you think you’re missing out, all you had to do was ask. We’d be happy to give you a makeover.”

Flynn mutters something that makes Julie squeak and swat at her, but he’s too ecstatic to really care all that much. He shoves his bass into Bobby’s arms and leaps off of the couch. 

“You would? Like, right now?” 

They beam, extending their hands to him, and he takes them without hesitation. 

He’s happy to learn that he looks great in eyeliner, but he looks even better with Flynn’s lip gloss and Julie’s nail polish streaked across his face.

[berriethewizard]

Grace - qpr botw zelink fic

ao3 link: here

Negotiations… haven’t gone well. Zelda knew they most likely wouldn’t - it has been an awful long time since Hyrule has needed their princess to be, well, a princess. They hardly take well to the idea of her being their Queen. 

She had thought about it, in her hundred year battle. Contemplated the changes that were happening outside her purview - all the while she was left suspended, fighting but not growing, not learning. Keeping steady as the same piece of power in the land, keeping the same evil at bay.

While she can understand the world has moved on without her, she has hardly an idea on how to move on from herself, too.

So, she had tried to go back. To take that dutiful, refined, leader of wisdom her father had always wanted her to be, and tried to push the misshapen, spiky thing she feels she has become into that mould. It hasn't worked, and she knows everyone can tell. 

Her and Link leave the Zora throne room - Prince Sidon’s small wave accompanying his sympathetic smile weaving shame into her stomach - and silently walk towards the steps that lead down to the Princess Mipha statue. Link grabs her hand as they leave the company of the Zora royals, and he doesn’t let go when they descend the steps. He doesn't let go as he bows to the statue of Princess Mipha, nor when they curve further down still to the shrine in the centre of the domain. 

The shrines have become a sort of respite for them - not too cold as to dismiss them as unsuitable for taking nights within them, their exclusive access giving them safety and privacy - and she has taken great pleasure in having Link explain their puzzles besides. They ride the elevator down, and she tries to remember which puzzle in particular this one is. 

The gently rushing water answers the question rather swiftly, an inclined waterfall coming into view as they reach the bottom. The balls that fall from the top have long since stopped rolling, no loud thumping from their weight interrupting the stream. Ne’ez Yohma shrine. The original puzzle is to get the correct ball to the allotted keyhole, thus granting access to the shrine keeper. 

Link begins setting up camp in a recess in the wall immediately. They have a routine about these things these days: they will retreat to a shrine at the end of the day. Zelda will ask (the same few) questions about the shrine - what did you do to solve the puzzle? Was it difficult? Does the void below seriously just throw you back up onto the ledge if you fall off? - while Link makes them food. Once they’ve eaten, they will allow each other to sit and ponder what the day brought them. Sometimes this leaves them sleeping without discussing a single occurrence of the day. Sometimes, it ends with one of them sobbing into the other’s shoulder, or giggling way past the hour they should be sleeping by. 

Over their just over a year together, they've slowly gotten better at communicating with one another. Link doesn’t remember much about their time pre-calamity, and if for only the selfish reason that he doesn't remember how much of a brat she became while stressed, she is glad. When she thought of him in those one hundred years, she often thought of how she'd apologise to him. How she hoped they could maybe repair their relationship, perhaps even become friends. She thinks she might have accomplished that goal, in the time they spent working on understanding their next steps as a duo. 

(She doesn't know if the frequency they share bedrolls and hold hands is what constitutes a simple friendship, but when she begins overthinking it, she realises she likes the freedom of it. Not everything in her life needs a clinical definition and scientific analysis.)

They’re better at noticing when the other is upset, at the least. And after a hearty soup, Link does just that.

“I don’t think that went too well.”

Zelda snorts. He’s always so blunt! 

“No, I don’t think it did.”

“Do you wanna talk about it?” He glances over at her, sitting opposite her across the fire pit he had created to heat up the food. His knee jumps up and down, and she knows him well enough to know it isn’t nerves, but simply his body's inability to be still. 

“I… I do not know if this is what I should be doing.”

Link hums. Gives her some space to gather her thoughts, to which she feels warm her heart.

“It seems as though nobody… needs me anymore? I thought when I came out of the battle, everything would be chaos. And that it was my responsibility to fix it. I was the one that messed it up in the first place–” “You weren’t, but continue.”

“Right. I suppose, this meeting, it made me realise that if even the Zora, old as they are, are not willing to see me as the role I had before, then who will? And… if the answer is no-one?”

“Do you have to be in the role you were in before?” The question catches her off guard, and she’s about to jump into a very pre-calamity verbiage of hers - that of course I have to fit a role, it is quite literally what I was born for! - when she takes Link in once more. He’s still fidgeting, looking to the side of him over at the dias where the shrine keeper once sat. Looking at his role. What she just implied hits her like a tonne of bricks. 

“Oh, I didn’t mean to say anything about you and the role you were forced into by the sword–”

He turns back to face her immediately. “Huh? Oh, no, I’m not upset or anything, I didn't take it like that. It was just a question for you. Do you feel like you still have to be a princess?”

“I don’t know who else I could be.” She takes a moment. “I suppose that is my problem. How does one figure out what their new role is?”

“Do you need a new role? Can you not just… be a person who lives in the world?”

“Well, yes, I suppose, but everyone has a role - oh, allow me to reword it: I don’t feel as though I have a purpose, a goal to achieve. If I’m not working towards being a good princess, then what should I work towards?”

Link frowns, furrowing his brow and sticking his tongue out slightly as he thinks. It’s cute.

“Okay so, I’m kinda… just Link, right now? I don’t think I have all that much purpose. It doesn’t have to be some grand thing, I don’t think. Your purpose can just be to get through the day, if that's what it takes.” 

Just get through the day… it’s simple, but Zelda realises that was what many of her days were like, during the battle. To get to the next sunrise. To survive. She was no grand princess, no goddess. She was just making it. And it worked. 

Perhaps she can find her purpose in trying that again, first. Just making it for a while. 

Link speaks again, and it fills her chest with a warmth he so often puts there - one she still doesn't know what to do with.

“My purpose is to care for you.”

Link has always had this ability to rock her world with the simple, sure statements he makes. He’s straight to the point, not afraid to say what he thinks is to be said - for someone so used to swimming through etiquette and implications, she finds his candid approach to emotions and relationships very refreshing. She wonders if he always wanted to say his opinions aloud, and it was only his reshaping of himself away from his burdens and memories that allowed it - or if it had come from his lessons learned from others on his travels. 

Nevertheless, a small seed of doubt seeps some of the warmth away from her. 

“Why? What about caring for me gives you purpose?”

“Because it’s something I chose to do, I think. I wanted to, so I did. Try something out and see if it feels good, I guess is my advice.”

Choice is a rather new factor in her life.

“I’ll… think about that. Thank you.”

They end up leaving the conversation there, tidying up the meal in quiet comfort, and shortly after, setting up their bedrolls next to each other near the wall of the shrine. Link does not object to her wishes to curl up against him, nor does Zelda complain when he begins snoring rather loudly, laid on his back as he is when he slumbers. She is much too deep in thought to be bothered by it, besides. 

She wonders if Link feels cared for by her. If she could work towards not helping all of Hyrule, not fitting herself into a role she no longer fits, but simply fitting herself alongside Link a little more purposefully. 

She thinks it will feel good.