A few months ago, i saw a whisper on Pinterest(or tumblr? I’m not sure exactly) where somebody headcanoned that atsushi, on account of living in the terrible orphanage conditions didn’t understand normal human interactions/relationships. Which is fine-
What I don’t understand is that the whisper went on to headcanon that he’d naively innocently copy everyone around him and wouldn’t understand the concept of personal space and sit on peoples laps (copying Dazai sitting on kunikida-it was a Kunizai whisper) and i was genuinely dumbfounded.
Are we going to seriously ignore that this is the same boy that got severely physically and emotionally abused in his orphanage by BOTH staff and fellow orphans for 18 YEARS for merely EXISTING??— In the anime and manga it’s clearly shown his incredibly low self esteem is borne from this-if anything I’d feel atsushi would give people too much space if fear of feeling like a burden and constantly walk on egg shells around people just to avoid that physical/emotional abuse.
And as for the copying people mindlessly-can we stop infantilising this poor guy?? 😭😭😭 he’s 18, not 4 years old..
Yes, severe abuse can make people regress in mental age-i won’t deny that. But we can clearly see in the manga/anime that it’s not how he deals with it.
and even if it was, or you headcanon it- unless you handle it carefully (which the whisper was not doing) it can undermine and stereotype complex characters and worse, feel ignorant and romanticise actual people that age-regress.
No hate to kunizai or the actual user Ship whatever you want. Idc. But please don’t box characters up in stereotypes to make them ‘easily digestible’. Atsushi can be insensitive, sassy, oblivious, and bratty as well as empathetic, kind, and understanding. These traits can co-exist, even if at times contradictory, because that’s what makes characters interesting in the end! And sometimes it’s not so and to visit the actual source if you think you may be mischaracterising/getting too delusional with a character.
Anyways, thanks for listening to my yap session. And happy new year!!!🥳
We heard in the weather forecast that there will be heavy rain in Gaza tomorrow, Friday and Saturday, and I've been trying since this morning to buy wood and tent covers so I don't get flooded by the rainwater.
It's very expensive, and all the solutions are temporary; there are no permanent solutions except for the house.
My tent shakes a lot in the wind and blows away – and that's just from the wind, so what will it be like in a low-pressure system?
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