as Ayumi said, one reason is ease, and also (in the context of diasporic Asian populations in Western nations) people will be bullied for having non English names (generally in the context of primary/secondary school aged children)

re: discourse/pedestal, yeah I was talking generally as it's a thing that happens a lot - obviously I don't know you well, and I don't know the context in which you chose and keep this name (apart from what you've generally) and it's up to you to educate yourself and really look at yourself and decide if naming yourself thusly has Orientalist roots or not change, i just mean in the general sense that people change as they grow older, not necessarily change to become diametrically different but a person's ideas of self may become more complex? I'm not the best at articulating things, so apologies for that >_>

yeah ofc. i understand completely where you’re coming from, and i will make sure not to use the name disrespectfully in any way. if necessary, i will educate myself further! and ah okay, i misinterpreted what you were saying, and i get what you mean now. i know i have been developing as a person, but this name is something that means a lot to me.

DON’T DO IT AYUMI ASUNA CHAN lol sorry that was impulse kicking in. What were you thinking of changing it to?

AAA!! all good hehe!! i was thinking of ‘alice’. i do relate a lot to the name, and it also starts with an a, but i more closely associate with ayumi on this website imo. of course i mean that with all best intentions. i dont wanna offend anyone!!

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 I don’t think there is anything wrong with your current alias o.o

thats good to know!! thank you so much vana ily!! <3

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There’s a lot of discourse around it, the tl;dr being that the trend of taking on an “Asian” name is a form of Orientalism* (i.e. it’s seen as exotic)? Which is racist - saying this as an diasporic E Asian person. Can also link to discourse/academia if you want backing…. (*unless you are on exchange/move, different scenario) (Not sure if I’m phrasing things right lol) But also… You’re a different person to the one that chose the Ayumi Asuna name. You may as well pick a name that reflects that change, yanno? Especially if you want to. Like, carpe diem, seize the day.

yeah i can see why there would be discourse around it, but im really not trying to use the name for exotic purposes or anything like that, and i do like to see myself as being very in touch with japanese culture. i have been studying the language and the culture for almost 6 years now, and i, in no way, am trying to put the name on a ‘pedestal’; it is a name that i truly resonate with. as some of my friends said, in a way, it is like people from other countries taking on anglicised names when they come to english-speaking places to make it easier to talk with friends. for sure, i know that people should respect names, and i respect japanese names wholeheartedly.

i knooooowww! though to be honest i’m kind of tempted to wait for the next hiatus and then binge

I dida PariGing version too!! || Outer Space AU || Pariston x Ging

TheGalactic Federation was Ging’s least favorite place to be, and he wasrather certain that the Federation’s leader was his least favoriteperson in the galaxy. Which said a lot. There had to be…at leastten billion people in the galaxy? Maybe twenty? He wasn’t up to datewith the census. That was the Federation’s job.

Andthey were very, very good at their jobs.

Thebureaucracy of their headquarters was a special kind of hell, andGing had spent the past few hours navigating the spartan, busyoffices, trying to submit his paperwork to get approval on his newestprojects excavating a far-off planet, barely even in Federationjurisdiction. First he’d needed a certain license, then stamps fromthree different departments signing off on the project, and submitpayment receipts to the primary treasury office, before finally oneof the clerks had told him that the entire thing was irrelevant if hecouldn’t get express approval from Director Hill.

DirectorPariston Hill, his least favorite person, who seemed to derive adisproportionate amount of pleasure from making Ging molder around inwaiting rooms for the entire day. Whose signature stood out on everylate tax form and spaceship parking infraction notice that seemed toshow up on Ging’s desk, no matter where he went, imploring anaudience with the Director to settle some nominal fine or matter oflittle consequence.

Then,like a tidal wave, the man himself swept into the room, robesglittering at his wrists and hem in an odd assortment of moodycolors.

“Ging!”The enthusiasm in his voice was matched only by the earnest sway ashe displayed the edge of the robe, swiveling from side to side toshow it off. “Do you like it? There’s a race in deep space that hasmore cones in their eyes than humans, and they made this for me! Notthat you can appreciate it, but just imagine it with three times thedepth of colors.” He swishes the long edge of the robe again.

“It’sridiculous, but I expect no less from you, Paris.” He can alreadyfeel a headache coming on.

“Ifyou don’t like it, you can help me out of it.” At Ging’s silence,Pariston laughs, something overly loud and just as orchestrated asthe rest of his persona, and claps Ging on the back, eyeing his dirtycoat with distaste. “Or we can talk about your new project.There’ll be time for other things later, hmm?”

Outer Space AU || Hisoka x Machi

It wasanother normal day on the space cruiser Ryodan,which meant that the boss was in hiding to prepare for their nextintergalactic heist, and every other crew member was hiding fromHisoka. Most likely in the gym, but that still meant that it was upto Machi to check in on their newest recruit. He’d taken to spendinghis time in the pilot’s chair, absently building card castles on thedashboard and trying to get the AI to give him more information onthe other crewmates of the Ryodan.

Instead,he was sitting in the co-pilot’s seat, his legs elegantly crossed ashe shuffled a deck of cards. Machi approached him, watching as hefanned out the cards and invited her to pick one.

“Areyou alone?” She gestures towards the empty chair, but doesn’t picka card; he chuckles and begins to shuffle the deck again, this timein an overly elaborate fashion.

“Iwas saving it for you,” he says.

“Andthat chair?” She waves at the other as she drops into the pilot’sseat, spinning it so she doesn’t have to face him. His smile at thatis colder than the stars.