#mhhmmm

“You know you’re just my type? You got a pulse and you are breathing.”

Younger me didn’t agree with this at all.

if you have a different interpretation from the majority, you are an odd specimen no one wants to interact with. even illiterate in severe cases.

if you criticize characters belonging to a minority, you are ableist, racist, and a transphobe.

if you squint at someone's choice to use she/her on literally Any character in the game, you are a transphobe.

if you use a specific emoji to refer to a black character, you are racist.

if you criticize a character, you are immediately assumed to be a hater of that character.

if you talk about a character non-stop, it's immediately assumed you don't care about the rest of the cast as much.

if you don't pick the she/her pronouns for the explicitely gnc character who has hobbies and preferences that are commonly liked by girls and completely disregarding any exceptions, you are a transphobe.

akira being actively prevented by both the fans and hapiele from writing the stories he wants to tell.

akira's core slowly fading away from enstars, replaced by the stereotypical idol slice of life shenanigans.

Summary:

Aryll left.

And with her, she took the crabs and shells at the shore.

She put them inside the little pockets at the sides of her dress, patted them safe and hopped onto her boat. 

Word count: 902

Warnings: implied suicide, drowning

Comments: grief is wack