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they won't return my calls but i think i'm onto something
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its so fucking unfair that i never got to be a little girl
or a teenage girl. who got to go to sleepovers and learn how to do makeup
what do you even do when you keep mourning all the childhood you missed. do you just shrug and go back to work or what
i find myself most often resenting this not even just because "it would have been fun to go to sleepovers and get crushes and play with other little girls", even though that is undoubtedly something i missed and feel sad for, and something that should be mourned-- a lot of the time it's because it feels like i'm lacking vital context to navigate the world as a woman.
makeup and braiding hair and accessorizing. specific types of grooming and hygiene that are just not intuitive. skills i didnt learn, because they are taught in specific gendered contexts.
and one could look at a tutorial or course, but studying a 2D projection by yourself representing what you're supposed to be learning will never teach you an understanding of a 3D skill like being in the same room as other people learning it too.
i miss my childhood i didnt get to have as a little girl, not only because the little girl within me feels lonely and the big girl i grew up into feels isolated, but because the big girl i am now didnt get to learn the things she needed to learn as a little girl.
Made this out of spite not naming names for that video I mentioned.......iykyk 🤫also lmk what you picked if you managed to stay in!!
Just realized what "Everything Stays" and "Despite Everything, It's Still You" have in common.
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Scott Pilgrim vs. the World (2010) dir. Edgar Wright
is that not what it means..?
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i love this fucking picture
Crucify and execute me if im wrong but I thought the ring enhances/exaggerates the attributes of the wearer? Like it only makes the hobbits invisible because hobbits are naturally dextrous and light on their feet?
Byakuya x Yosuke 4 lyfe :)
OH MY GOD THIS IS AMAZING
i really enjoyed your ship ///// i'm super interested what inspired you to pair Byakuya and Yosuke. it's super cute!!!
i made fan art but i don't have access to put it in this ask. is fanart okay? thank you so much!!
I really like twinks and when I wrote this pile of shit I had just finished playing persona 4 and Danganronpa.
Fanart? There's no fuckin way you made fanart, id love to see it.
Hey what's up guys I think this is my first post, but basically yeah this is a crackship between two of my favorite twinks. I wrote this some years ago and it was just recently brought to my attention again, I'm posting this completely unredacted. I like to imagine I'm a much better writer now but i think some things are better in their raw form. Please make fun of this post, and take every word here with a whole shaker of salt...
It was a warm and sunny spring afternoon, a light breeze running through the sleepy town of Inaba. Yosuke Hanamura lies silently in the courtyard of Junes, reminiscing of the days the Investigation team was in full swing. It has been about 1 and a half years since the case has been solved, but Yosuke still felt like something was missing from him… Could it have been love? Since Yu Narukami has been gone, its the only thing that was on his mind. “Break times almost up, Yosuke” Says his father, Post (Hanamura) Malone. “I know, ill be out soon, Dad” Replies Yosuke. Rising to his feet and off the chair, and getting his apron back on. On the walk back in Post says to his son “You’ve uh… been changing a lot lately, Son. Is everything alright?”. Yosuke sighs and replies “Yeah dad, im alright. Just got bored, y’know?” Yosuke manages a weak smile, obviously forced. The pair make their way back into Junes, and into the grocery aisles where Yosuke begins to restock shelves monotonously until he was approached by a family of two looking for the Coconut Oil. Yosuke slowly rises his head to reply to the family but is taken aback by the tall lean, muscular, handsome, man thats accompanying the older man next to him. Obviously flustered Yosuke replies “A-a-a-aisle th-three sir…” Yosuke points and looks away covering his blushing face from the tall, young man. The tall young man replies "Is talking really that hard?”. He walks off towards aisle 3. Yosuke then scurries off to the break room, gripping his chest as he lets out a long and lustful sigh. “I-I forgot to ask his name!” Exclaims Yosuke, as he runs from the break room to try and catch the family on the way out of Junes. Yosuke grasps onto the coat of the tall, young man. “E-Excuse me sir! What’s your name?” The man, obviously in disgust grips onto Yosuke’s arm and throws him off “Like id tell you, lowly retail worker, you disgust me” Yosuke falls off the coat-tail and crumbles to his knees. “P-Please, just your name” Yosuke says desperately. The man laughs and spits at Yosuke “Alright, creep. Names Byakuya Togami. Now leave me alone”. Yosuke bites his lip and smiles.
Days later, at Yasoinaba Highschool in classroom 3-3 Yosuke sits quietly in his seat near the back of class. Once the final bell rings the teacher announces that theres a new student coming to the class. Yosuke bouncing with excitement at the thought of someone new coming to school, hoping it’d be as exciting as when Yu Narukami arrived. He then sees the doors slide open with a tall man walking in. waving his long golden blonde hair. Yosuke gets a chill down his spine when he sees none other than Byakuya Togami walk in. Byakuya sighs and says “The name is Byakuya Togami”. He stops abruptly as he sees the only open seat is near Yosuke, he shakes his head and walks over to his seat reluctantly. Yosuke greets Byakuya with a simple wave, Byakuya glances and looks away in disgust.
Days come and pass, the same monotone routines come and go until one day... The afternoon started the same as any other, Byakuya shows up and sits next to Yosuke, who has been looking forward to the class he gets with Byakuya. Yosuke greets Byakuya as he does everyday with a smile and wave. Byakuya replies with a scoff and a side-eye. The coach enters class 3-3 and stands at the top podium, clearing his throat and announcing that they are accepting sport applications for the year. The options are swimming, soccer, basketball, and baseball. Boldly Byakuya gets up and grabs a flyer “accidentally” grabbing a second for Yosuke. “Hmph, well I grabbed two. No sense wasting it on trash like you.” He tosses it on the ground near Yosuke. As if it were planned, the paper flew over to Yosukes foot, prompting him to read it. “S-Swimming, huh Togami-senpai? Heheh”. Byakuya looks at Yosuke in disgust “You sound like a pervert…” Byakuya ponders and looks back at Yosuke mildly intrigued “What? Are you gonna join it too?”. Yosuke looks at the paper and his lip trembles as he bites it, just the thought alone of Byakuya in a swimsuit is too much for Yosuke’s heart.
A few weeks later after school Yosuke meets up with Byakuya at the next swim-meet. Yosuke packs his clothing into his locker adjacent to Byakuya’s, which is currently empty. Yosuke looks around worriedly for Byakuya, walking around the locker room to try and find him. A few minutes pass as Byakuya swings the door open to the locker room, finding his way to his locker. Yosuke hears him and prances over to the sound of Byakuya. “Hey Togami-senpai! Y-You’re late… again” Byakuya replies with a condescending glare “Yeah? So what about it?” an awkward silence fogs the air between the two. “S-so…” says Yosuke nervously. Byakuya lashes at Yosuke with annoyance “Stop talking. Don’t even say a word.” Byakuya takes a breath and approaches Yosuke. Byakuya eyes Yosuke up and down, then grips his T-Shirt collar pulling him closer to his own body and placing a soft kiss upon Yosuke’s virgin lips. Yosuke replies with resistance for a moment before succumbing to Byakuya’s advances, grazing the side of his head with his soft fingertips. Just as this beautiful moment came, it seemed to go as well. Byakuya pulls away and begins changing his clothes into his swimming uniform. “Uhm, Togami-Senpai?” says a blushing Yosuke. “What, uh… what was that just now?” Byakuya then slams his now filled locker. “Elaborate” Byakuya says in his usual smart tone. “Y’know! All that! The kiss, our… our bodies all…together”. “Hmm, not sure i quite follow you.” Byakuya says dismissively to Yosuke as he turns his body and walks out to the poolside for class “You’re not my responsibility, get to practice”.
“C’mon! Is 16 really the best time you can manage Hanamura!?” The coach yells, “I was getting 14 and a half in this pool when i was a 1st year!!” The coach grills to Yosuke. Though Yosuke didnt mind, he was paying attention to Byakuya who was just on his way back from his 3rd lap. The way his sheen gold hair shined in the lights, dripping drops of water like gemstones in a cave. The water complimented his eyes, deep blue, like a trench of the ocean; though Byakuya’s eyes were much easier to get lost in. “Uh huh… im sorry… yeah” Yosuke responds to the coaches nags in a ignorant tone, for he is far too caught up in his senpai to care for coach Douglas’ demands. After class ends Byakuya swiftly exits to the showers in a calm and ordered hurry. Yosuke tries to follow behind and get to the lockers but slips on a puddle left on the tiles causing him to plummet to the ground. Full of embarrassment he flips to his back and covers his eyes with his hands. “Hey bud! Need a hand there?” a familiar voice beckons. Yosuke springs up with joy and uncovers his face “Togami-sen— Wh-What?! Kanji you’re in this class too?”. Kanji then replies “Oh, yeah it keeps me toned for most of the year, gotta keep this shape up to make Narukami-senpai proud!” Kanji then reaches into his bag and adorns his prescription glasses and finger combs back his hair. “So, youve gone through some change Hanamura-senpai, you know chlorine is reaaaaal bad for dyed hair” Kanji says in an instructional tone. “Aghh! I know! I don’t even like swimming… im terrible at it” Yosuke sits and rests his chin on his hands. Kanji holds his hand out and tilts his head to the left “Lets get you outta here, im dropping by the ramen place at the shopping district” Yosuke smiles and grabs Kanji’s hand and lets Kanji hoist him to his feet.
“You know, its really the marinade that makes this meat so effin good!” Kanji says, waving his fork towards Yosuke who is shoveling away at his food. Yosuke nods, then Kanji says “So, quick Q bud. You said you were no good at swimming, yet you join the team? What gives, theres no chicks in the class you can impress” Kanji pries. Yosuke sighs and faces his food while talking “Its… its the new guy Byakuya Togami. Ive been crushing on him since he moved here, I-I saw he was joining swim team! So i did the same thing” after a long pause Yosuke opens his mouth and whispers “I cant believe im gay…” Yosuke says shamefully. Kanji laughs playfully, and says “Ha! Ah man this is new!... well senpai, you remember how gay i was for Naoto right? Sometimes i still cant believe i ever thought she was a guy. Don’t get me wrong, just cause her and i are together dont mean i like chicks! Shes an exception, and this…” Kanji waves his fork in a circle trying to think of the name again “Togami guy might just be your exception too, I know its embarrassin to have those kinda feelins. But you gotta let those feelins grow. Trust me it aint good to hide ‘em’” Kanji then grabs 3000 yen from his wallet and pays for the dinner, Yosuke then abruptly says “He just reminds me of Yu so much, its embarrassing being into someone who reminds you of a friend, but i cant help it!” Kanji stands up and smiles widely before slapping Yosuke on the back “Haha! So you had a thing for the ol’ Sensei did’ya? He was your ‘partner’ right?” Yosuke then looks back and with a scowl says “It wasnt like that with him! I just respected him!” Kanji, already walking off peers back with a light gaze, reaching for the keys in his back pocket "Keep tellin' yourself that and you're only gonna get more confused" Yosuke being baffled by the wise words leaving Kanjis lips ponders the statement and nods in acceptance. Yosuke places the chopsticks in the now empty ramen bowl, and joins Kanji outside. The rain clouds gathered thick in the air, the atmosphere is humid with the smell of the countryside, as Yosuke steps out the door to join Kanji, a few lone raindrops twinkle on the seat of Kanji's scooter. "I never knew you were a poet Kanji, where'd that come from?" Kanji cracks a soda can, toying the ring tab before plucking it off and tossing it to the road. "Narukami-Senpai taught me how to be myself, how to express myself with my art… or somethin'" Kanji takes a long pause and presses his lips up to the edge of the can, taking a small sip to saturate his mouth "That wasn't me talking when I said that, it was Narukami-Senpai." The rain picks up as it becomes darker, Yosuke looks at Kanji with a somber look in his eyes, before Yosuke can talk Kanji interjects "It effected all of us more than you could imagine when Senpai left back home" Kanji crushes the can between his hands and tosses it into the recycling next to the machine. Kanji steps forward and adorns his helmet, starting up his bike before Yosuke sits on the extra seat and says "You remember where I live, right?" Kanji nods and begins to drive off into the night, Yosuke gently leans onto the back of Kanji. Wrapping his arms around him he begins to sob lightly, having no other way to deal with his emotions. Kanji feels Yosuke's weeping but decides to pretend he doesn't to not embarrass Yosuke.
The streetlights illuminate the path ahead, each little raindrop glistens in the yellowed lights. The sky brilliantly lights up with lightning, not long after a rolling thunder is heard. Yosuke clutches harder when the thunder claps, after an arduous ascent to the Hanamura household Kanji drops Yosuke off and begins to drive back down the hill before looking back and making eye contact. Yosuke wipes his face and waves lightly from the height of his chest, Kanji cracks a wide smile and nods his head. Not before long he was gone into the- now foggy- night streets of Inaba. Yosuke walks up to the opulent doors of his home and twists the handle, letting himself in. There he is greeted by his father making a late dinner in the kitchen "Yosuke? Youve been out for hours! Were you hanging with your friends?" Yosuke makes his way to the dining room, and sits at the large table, positioning himself in the same seat he always does before answering "An old friend and I caught up, y-yeah" Post grabs a hand towel from the kitchen while he walks out to the dining table, before sitting down at the head and handing Yosuke the towel "You're drenched, dear. You'll get sick if you don't dry off" Yosuke smiles and clutches the towel before patting his face and back off, and wrapping his hair to dry "Thanks, dad" Yosuke says with a genuine smile. "So, tell me how your day was" Post says before getting up and grabbing the now finished dinner of Pastà Carbónarà and serving. Yosuke picks at his dish and tells his father about the events of his day. Getting every little detail down to the wire. It's not often that Yosuke gets to do this much since Yu Narukami left. After the long winded speech by Yosuke, Post cuts in and says casually "Ah, Yosuke make sure your schedule is clear tomorrow, we're expecting company" he then begins to eat his food as well. "When was the last time we had company?" Yosuke thinks to himself, before focusing back on his food and looking forward to the day tomorrow.
Oh yeah I forgot to mention for reasons that WILL NOT EVER BE EXPLAINED Post Malone is Yosuke Hanamuras father, do not ask me why because I will not answer.