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It was always obvious that Naruto would end up with Hinata, but I was genuinely stunned that Sakura married Sasuke and even had a kid with him. She could date Gaara or the dog guy and I wouldn't be as much as surprised
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BL, “Okama”, and gay stereotypes in animanga
Since BL and fujoshi discourse is the hot topic du jour, let’s talk a bit about gay stereotypes in Japanese manga and anime.
I’m seeing a worrying number of people not only saying that all BL and fujoshi promote homophobic stereotypes, but that BL is the primary or sole instigator of homophobia in Japanese society (excuse me, I choked on drink there).
For those who don’t know, Boy’s Love (BL) is a niche category of shoujo/josei manga that focuses on M/M relationships (commonly known in the west as “yaoi”, though that is a misnomer). It’s still frowned upon, both for being gay content and for being mainly romance aimed at women. The word “fujoshi” — used today to mean “female fan of BL” — even has seriously misogynistic origins.
So far, BL is published on specific magazines, and most anime adaptations are OVAs that aren’t aired on TV. Although it has a significant following, it’s definitely not popular enough to change the opinions on gay men of the entire anime fanbase, much less of Japanese society as a whole.
Homophobia in Japan has a long history, but one of the most impactful chapters was the Meiji Restoration (1867-68), when Japan’s isolationist foreign policy was abolished and rapid westernization began. Negative Christian views on homosexuality disseminated throughout the country and public opinion of practices such as nanshoku/wakashudou declined until they were practically criminalized and banned.
For reference, both BL and yuri had their origins more than a century later, in the 1970’s-80’s.
I find that a lot of criticism of stereotyping in BL is, unsurprising, very US-centric. The thin, androgynous, pretty and emotionally sensitive characters of BL may coincidentally fit western gay stereotypes, but this type of character just represents an East Asian beauty standard for men. Guys who fit these bishounen and ikemen types are considered desirable by Japanese women and are generally assumed to be straight.
A handful of pretty boys from Touken Ranbu.
In the US, your idea of a stereotypical gay dude may be a metrosexual twink with a lisp and a limp wrist, but different countries have different stereotypes. In Japan, the appearance of イカホモ/イカニモ (“ikahomo” or “ikanimo”, a stereotypical gay man) is a heavy-set masculine guy with short haircut, strong face, and facial hair.
Sort of like the guys you see in geikomi, right?
Pin-ups by Jiraiya, long-time artist for G-men magazine.
But we’re talking about entertainment media, more specifically about animanga. We’ll get there soon.
Gay men in Japan are stereotyped by the general population as being camp, and using feminine clothes, language and pronouns. Those who present femininely are often referred to as オネエ (“onee”) because they use オネエ言葉 (“onee kotoba”, feminine speech), and may or may not identify as male. Many entertainers who are out use onee personas on TV to, well, entertain the audience. That may be the only exposure an average Japanese person has to a real-life openly gay or trans person.
As for fiction, media creators tend to fall back on archetypes based on prejudices for minority characters, and that includes gay men. A bit like how the US has the “fairy” archetype, Japan has the “okama”.
Now, オカマ (“okama”, lit. rice pot) is not a word used in polite conversation to refer to people. It’s a homophobic and transphobic slur, directed at people who fit the onee stereotype. If you’re not a Japanese queer man or transfem individual, you shouldn’t direct it at anyone, period. Not even yourself. Although there are some who reclaim the term, it’s still largely considered derogatory and insulting.
Japanese media has an okama character archetype, which reflects how society thinks a gay man looks and acts. You may be surprised to hear that it’s not the willowy, androgynous bishounen of shoujo manga.
It’s something more like this:
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Jason grace graced gracefully. Little thing that I was writing as a joke but I lost I accidentally made it cute
At Camp Jupiter, Jason’s fellow legionnaires liked to tease him by saying he was in Lady Juno’s good 'graces'. The nurses — or, well, healers — said he had 'blessed' hands whenever he came in carrying the battered body of yet another soldier and helped them bandage another boy.
But now, with Jason’s breathing soft and steady, his heartbeat perfectly normal, his stomach pleasantly full and the familiar tiredness of digestion settling in, he could actually feel 'graced'. The sound coming from the TV was little more than white noise in Jason’s ears. Georgina’s head rested against his shoulder, her heavy eyes stubbornly refusing to close as her small, thin fingers pressed the buttons on the little red console. On the other side, Leo was comfortably settled against Jason’s chest — his black curls that suspiciously smelled like Josephine’s hair kept tickling his boyfriend’s nose and mouth, not that Jason minded — and he was completely absorbed in the movie, his right hand clutching something beneath his calloused fingers.
Jason shifted slightly, careful not to disturb Georgina. Her head was light against his shoulder, and he could feel the warmth of her cheek through the thin fabric of his shirt. He glanced down at her. “Are you even watching the movie?” he whispered. “I am,” Georgina mumbled.
Her eyes were still half-closed. Jason smiled. “Right.”
“I’m listening.”
“Of course.”
He turned his attention back to the television, though he couldn’t remember what was happening anymore. Something with a talking pony. Or... A donkey, from what it seems.
valgrace disappearing during capture the flag and a few of their teammates are like "where's Jason and Leo?🤨" and they look for them until all of a sudden they hear what sounds like a firecracker going off behind some trees and the sound of Jason and Leo not so subtly trying to put out a makeout induced fire/spark
I can fully picture jason pushing through the crowd of campers and just tackle the FUCK out of leo when he comes back after blood of olympus
Screw everyone lining up to punch him WHERE'S THE EMOTION?? WHERE'S THE LOVEEE??? THE FRIENDSHIP???
^ Bonus chb injury report that i made specifically for this scenario
This is actually what happened in ToA
head canon that Leo talks a lot in his sleep and Jason has never talked in his sleep ever.
Jason trying to sleep while Leo is at an auction in his dream
leo asking jason if his body were to die but his brain survived and it was put in pipers body would jason still love him after a very long day (in reference to that tt trend of things to ask your bf after a long day)
Jason turns his head to face Leo with a terrified look
"what the... What are you... What?"
Being srs now, I think Jason's answer would be "I would continue to love you, but I wouldn't date you anymore", because it's still Piper's body even though it's Leo's mind
leo asking jason if his body were to die but his brain survived and it was put in pipers body would jason still love him after a very long day (in reference to that tt trend of things to ask your bf after a long day)
Jason turns his head to face Leo with a terrified look
"what the... What are you... What?"
Guess who just chemically burned their own skin
Leo trying trying and failing to fix his lamp with a too short ladder and realizing that he is not properly abusing the asset of having a tall bf who can also levitate. Now anytime Leo has to fix something up high he just makes use of Jason’s levitation happy knowing he’ll never have to buy a ladder again. Jason thinking Leo invited him over for date night when rly there’s been a few cobwebs in the ceiling corners that he just hasn’t been able to reach
Jason stared at the doorknob for a few seconds before taking a breath and fixing his hair for the tenth time, brushing the short strands back and pushing one piece onto his forehead. He ran his palms over his torso, making sure he was still wearing all the normal clothes and shoes he’d put on. It wasn’t anything too fancy, just a blue striped shirt with the first button undone, a pair of light beige pants and... okay, maybe it was a little much for just Leo’s home, but he wanted to look good. Could you really blame a guy for wanting his boyfriend to call him handsome? His beautiful boyfriend called him over, what was he supposed to do? Anyway, he knocked on the door, and a minute later — which involved the sound of something like a stick hitting the floor and a few grumbled responses — the door opened, revealing Leo on the other side. Jason barely had time to smile and say hi before Leo grabbed him by the forearm and pulled him inside. “Finally. I can’t wipe this thing,” Leo said simply. “Thing? What thing?” Jason asked, looking around for some kind of clue. The furniture had been moved out of place, and all the loose objects were resting over the counter and the couch. He heard a small grunt and turned his head just in time to see Leo getting up from the floor. “Webs,” Leo said, shoving the fallen broom into Jason’s hands, which he caught automatically. “There.” Leo pointed upward. The upper corners of the walls were covered in thin webs. They were hard to see properly, but there seemed to be a few tiny yellowish dots tucked into the farthest corners. “Webs” Jason muttered to himself.