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Hi! If it's ok can you do some headcanon for legoshi,Pina,and Louis who having a s/o with mature personalitty.
(I love your work btw)
Legoshi, Pina, and Louis reacting to having a s/o with a mature personality:
Warning(s): violence (kinda), burnout
A/N: Sorry it is so short!
LEGOSHI:
-> I would like to say that Legoshi is pretty mature
-> so you guys kind of just vibe together
-> definitely the married parents of the group
-> I can imagine that on dates you would have two of everything (two blankets, two cups, etc)
-> he is overall very sweet when it comes to mature people
PINA:
-> opposites attract
-> you help call him down and notch his ego down a little
-> he also likes it that you basically tale care of him
-> like you just become the designated parent of the relationship
-> you know the dynamic that is like βPerson A who has a backpack with everything they might need in it and Person B who carries nothing with them?β yeah Person A is you and Person B is Pina
-> if you ever overwork yourself then Pina will just drop everything and take care of you
LOUIS:
-> power. couple.
-> all I gotta say is that you and Louis become a power couple
-> you always make sure that Louis has enough water during performances and that Bill and Legoshi do not get into another fight
-> when Louis is either emotionally or physically tired you take over the theater until he gets better
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A/N: I literally love these two ocβs, what do you think of them?
Day two of pride month 2022
Warning(s): One cuss
It was rare when Justin and Alex got to go on dates. With Justin being the King and Alex being the multi-universes best assassin they didnβt get much free time.Β
+~+~+
Justin bolted down the stairs, Alex following in a rush. The moon gleamed through the large windows in the front of the castle. A normal person would stop and stare at it, admire the little details. But the two maleβs had already done that. A long time ago. They sat there when they were just about six or seven. They sat in front of the window and talk for hours and hours about how lovely the windows were. Now, at twenty-four years of age they rushed passed it like it was simply another side table or wooden door. They went straight to the kitchen and stopped there. Justinβs dirty blonde hair sticking to his forehead from sweat as he hunched over the marble countertop to catch his breath. Alex gave a short but humored laugh at his boyfriend and gave a reassuring pat on the back.Β
After a few minutes of Alex laughing and Justin exhausted the two royalty got back to normal. But this time, they didnβt pretend that the public was watching them closely. Alex drew the blinds and just as they closed Justin jumped up on the counter, reading the cookbook with a slouched position. βYou are going to get a hunched back if you keep doing that.β Alex pointed out.
βThen you will have to be by my side forever,β Justin shrugged his broad shoulders.
βI already am always by your side, you donβt let any other guard six feet from you!β Alex let out an amused sigh.Β
βBuuuuuttttt, you love me for it.β Justin said matter-oh-factly. Alex didnβt reply but did give Justin a short and sweet peck on the cheek. βOkay, first we need two cups of flour.β Justin stated, Alex hummed and went to the pantry.Β
βJUSTINNNNNNNNNN!!!!!β Alex yelled, Justin jumped off the counter and rushed to Alexβs side.Β
βWhat is the matter Darling?β
βWHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT PUTTING THINGS SO FAR UP THAT I CANNOT REACH THEM?!?!β Alex scolded, Justin chuckled and shook his head in amusement.Β
βIn my defense, I think Cece placed these up here.β Justin said, Alex huffed in anger grumbling about how cocky tall people were.Β
To distract himself, Alex went to the drawers and grabbed a measuring cup. By the time he got that Justin came with the flour in hand.Β
Wellβ¦
Most of the flour, about half the bag was on Justin. βYou have a littleβ¦.β Alex trailed off, trying toΒ get the flour off with his thumb but making it worse. βOh god!β He heartedly laughed. Justin wrinkled his nose in disgust.Β
βGlad you find my torture amusing,β he said with daggers for eyes. Alex smiled even brighter and grabbed the flour from his boyfriend. Pouring in two cups of flour from the bag into the bowl.Β
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Warning(s): One character does tic a lot, so that might trigger something(?), the fluff might kill you
A/N: just a short disclaimer Devi has TS so that is why she might say βwowβ or βwhoohooβ in between words and other stuff like that.Β I tried to represent TS to the best of my ability, I do not have it myself (although I do tic) so please tell me if I did something wrong/harmful! (just be mice about it, I am very sensitive) /gen
In a world like this, you have to keep moving your feet.Β
That is what August tells herself as she drags her feet in the ground lazily, trying to preoccupy time and try to convince herself not to confessΒ to her childhood best friend, Devi. The worst part about this whole plan? Devi didnβt even known August likedΒ girls!Β
What am I thinking? I should go home, I should go be crying over her eating ice cream like they do in those cheesy Netflix moviesβ¦.Β
August thought as she turned the corner and got a clear view of a large empty spot in the middle of the forest. It was Devi and Augustβs place. This is where they mockingly played the pockey game, this is where Devi told August about her latest crush and August would half-heartedly listen in, this was Augustβs childhood.Β
The pond in the front, so many fish filled the pond and yet neither of the teenage girls had a clue where they came from. But that didnβt stop them from jumping in the water and getting their clothes all wet and soggy.Β
So as to not disturb the deer that was grazing on some light green grass, August brushed away the leaves of a WeepingΒ Willow tree.Β
There revealed Augustβs crush. Multi-colored eyes and split dyed red and metallic silverΒ hair in a curly shoulderΒ length cut. August called Devi Todoroki for a solid month after she just got the haircut.Β
Cracking a warm but nervous smile August went up to Devi and gently tapped her on the shoulder.Β
Devi woke up with a start. Wide blue-and-brown eyes dashing across the forest. βOhβ¦.helloβWOW!!βhello Augβ¦Augustβ¦β Devi stuttered over her words like she always did, shrugging her shoulders as another tic.Β
βHEYAAAA!!! How are you?!β August plopped down next to Devi and smiled at her.
βPretty tirβWOW!!!βtired, I had like noβWHOOHOOβnoΒ sleep last night..βΒ Β Devi mutteredΒ and put her head on Augustβs shoulder, not a care in the world. Not even thinking twice If Augustβs heart would hammer and how Augustβs breath hitched slightly whenever they got close to physical affection.Β
But, here is the thing that August doesnβt know.Β
Devi recognizes everything. And when I say everything I meanΒ everything. She notices the way August freezes when Devi asked if August had a crush on anybody. Devi notices the blush on Augustβs cheeks whenever she calls her best friend by a nickname.Β
Devi notices everything.Β
She wants to talk, she needs to talk. But every time she tried to her tics get in the way. So, she has gone from not even thinking about what she says to carefully picking out the least amount of words.Β
βIβ¦I have something I want to tell youβ¦β August carefully placed out, Devi nodded her head before harshly slapping herself across the cheek and wincing from the pain. Even with the extra padded gloves Devi can still feel a slight sting from where she slapped herself. A bruise was definitely going to form.Β
βWhat is it?β Devi asked, thanking her vocal tics for not coming out in those short three words.Β
βIβI have a crush on thisβ¦this girlβ¦β August brought upΒ the topic carefully, acting like Devi was as fragile as a china doll. Devi nodded her head in understanding.Β Well, at least she admits that she likes girlsβ¦Β Devi thought with two rapidΒ click of her tongue. August searched Deviβs eyes for hatred or disapproval but only found love and support in them. BreathingΒ out in relief she continued on, βand I was wondering if you could likeβgive advice on how to confess to her? You and her are very similar, so I thought you would have some like tips or tricks.βΒ
βJust say that you loveβ¦you love herβ¦β Devi breathlessly exhaled, her words barely coming out. Augustβs cheeks grew a brilliant peach color.Β
βI CANβT JUSTβ-that would be too embarrassing!!!β August said as she promptly covered her paleΒ hands with her flushed face. AcrylicΒ nails beautifully on display.Β
βJust do itβ¦.β Devi begged her friend.Β Just confess to me already I know you like me!!!Β Devi added silently to herself. Augustβs gray eyes flickering anywhere but Devi.Β
βOkay fineβ¦I will do itβ¦β August breathed out, Devi relaxed a little and smiled thankfully at August. βIβI like youβ¦like I like you more then friendsβ¦β August finished, her eyes squeezed tightly and her head turned the complete opposite direction of Devi. Devi giggled and gently moved Augustβs head towards herself.
βI know thatβ¦.IβI like you too..a lotβ¦β Devi admitted, slowly bringing August into a warm and gentle kiss.
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between white women on tiktok saying they only read books for the romance and people on tumblr forcibly applying ao3 tropes to narratives iβm beginning to think maybe you all shouldβve paid more attention in 10th grade english class
I was talking to this girl on hinge and we got onto the topic of books (i work in a bookshop), and she asked me if i had any favourite tropes to read? And for the life of me i couldnβt figure out how to respond? Like Ms, i dont read fanfic, i dont understand what youre asking. I dont think βtropesβ can be used interchangeably with 'genreβ. We dont have a section at work for shit like 'enemies to loversβ im sorry thats not how real literature works
I thought this post was gonna go somewhere relevant and interesting for a full second, but I guess not. Tropes are older than dirt. The idea of a trope has existed as long as humans have been making things, and itβs not empty-brained to ask what tropes someone might enjoy reading. For example, someone could answer: haunted houses. rivalries that span decades. tales of revenge. generational family dramas. coming of age stories. stuck in a snowstorm with a killer. The word trope is just a way people currently talk and think about concepts in literature that weβve been thinking and talking about for ever. It just adds a layer of specificity. If you canβt comprehend someone asking you what tropes you like to read, you might not totally understand what a trope is, and that doesnβt make the other person dumb.
What I was hoping this post might touch on is how people cling to book reading as a hobby that will make them automatically smarter or more superior than those who arenβt, no matter how little mental engagement they actually put into reading. There are people who shit on novels like Things Fall Apart, The Jungle, and Invisible Man for not being βentertaining enough.β There are people who base their entire personality on being an avid reader who chose to never think critically or challenge themselves. There are people who think reading makes you more empathetic by default, when in reality anyone, even terrible people, can project themselves onto the hero if they canβt think critically about their own life and choices.
People can just be into romances, that isnβt inherently stupid. Nor are knowing what tropes they enjoy. Thatβs just how some people engage with books, and we shouldnβt be looking down at people for that. I have way more issue with the white goodreads users who rate Things Fall Apart as two stars and start their review βI guess Iβm racist for not liking this.β I too am annoyed at the failure of public education, and I too was flabbergasted when someone on reddit asked βwhatβs the point of comparing two very different books to each otherβ when I pointed out that American Psycho kinda has Lovecraftian themes. But youβre falling off the mark here, to go on about how you hate tropes because they can also be applied to fanfiction tags. π This attitude is how people start calling themselves sapiosexual.
If you think βreal literatureβ doesnβt βworkβ that way, youβre not thinking substantially about literature, neither in individual instances nor in the broader scheme.
What do you think a tragic hero is? What do you think a quest narrative is? How do you think we can conceive of Seven Basic Plots? What do you think Comedy and Tragedy are? Do you think the Aeneid popped out of nowhere without referencing any of the patterns of Greek epics that made it compelling to its audience? Do you think Shakespeare was popular because his plays were βoriginalβ ideas with storylines that would have been surprising to his audience? Do you think fairy tales sprung out of the air as discrete individual units? Do you think no one has ever written anything that follows the patterns of Greek epics, Shakespeare, or fairy tales intentionally? Do you think βliteratureβ contains no works that intentionally evoke an existing pattern in their plots and characters?
βGenreβ as bookshops use it is not somehow superior to βtropes.β Fantasy, Westerns, Paranormal Romances, those categories are like, less than one or two centuries old and also damn near useless for anything except marketing. Genre is a hot fucking mess and pretty artificial. Tropes on the other hand? Those have always existed. They are, quite literally, inherent and natural parts of stories.
What βgenreβ is the Epic of Gilgamesh? What βgenreβ is the Odyssey? Fantasy? Do you think it is in any way appropriate to βgenreβ these stories using categories that would have been nonsense to their ancient audiences? What the fuck is fantasy?
Over and over again, we have told stories about heroes destroyed by their hubris, about mortals struggling against the inevitability of death, about the antics of trickster deities, about clever young boys outwitting giants and other malicious characters, about young girls swept into royalty, about brothers in conflict with one another, and the ability to identify these patterns and explore why they have persisted isβ¦basically what literary and folklore studies is.
Just because you consider fanfic or romance to be βlesserβ doesnβt mean they canβt be analyzed, or that the mechanical components of those things donβt exist in Real Literature. 10th grade English class clearly didnβt do any good for the people that did pay attention, if people are growing up thinking tropes were invented on fanfiction websites.
And itβs just a depressing point of view to be so preoccupied with how people βshouldβ tell stories that how people do tell stories is not even interesting.
Iβm so glad someone brought up βhow to read literature like a professorβ in the notes because no shit, I was reading that book for my ENG 328 class discussion when I saw this post.
In other news, my lit professor now knows about TvTropes because of me. I think heβll find it pretty fun.
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You had a amazing quirk, a quirk that everybody knew; it was called wheel of fortune. Basically, the quirk allowed you to spin a imaginary wheel in your mind. The wheel had about five slots, each slot hd a good outcome and bad outcome.
Slot one: fire element (but every time you use this quirk you get burned)
Slot two: pad out for two-three hours
Slot three: healing others (the scars that you healed from somebody will reflect on your own body)
Slot four: healing yourself (makes you dizzy and takes a lot of energy)
Slot five: sensitive hearing/smelling/tasting
The slots came at random and when you used your quirk you didnβt know what you were going to get. Everybody seemed to be intrigued with your quirk and have interesting theories on it. However, you didnβt think that highly of it. It was more annoying then anything and proved no use to work field. But did that stop you? Hell no. You pretended that it was a amazing quirk (because it was) and apparently you deserve actor of the year award because everybody believed you.
And some people envied you for it.
Such example as Mirko. Mirko was a athletic bunny with a outstanding quirk that she liked to show off by pushing people around (literally) and getting stares at from all the other students.
Today, she chose to pick you as her special guest on showing of said quirk.
Mirko grabbed your wrist harshly and pulled you closer to her. Tomura faces within a inch of each other. βAre we flirting or are we fighting? I am kind of getting mixed singles here.β You gestured between the two of them and the fact that if one of you leaned a centimeter closer they would be kissing. Mirko growled lowly and shoved you into her dorm room (since you were right outside of it).
The room was pretty nice and organized, some boxing equipment littered the room and posters of heroβs plastered the walls. You didnβt have much time to admire the white rabbits room as she again pushed you against the wall. You flipped the two of them over so you were pinning her to the wall. She snarled, her fangs bared in anger.
βI AM GOING TO FUCKING SLICE YOUR THROAT OPEN!!!β She yelled as she pushed you away from her. You recoiled and landed on her large bed. Mirko stalked closer to you like a predator watching its prey. But, little did Mirko know that she was the prey all along.
Suddenly, when Mirko got close enough. You wrapped your arms around her neck and pulled her into a kiss. Mirko hesitated for a while before accepting and melting into your embrace.
The two tongues danced with each other and memorized the mouth of the other for a solid five minutes.
