Reposting This Information To It's Own Post Because Asker Was A Racist.

it’s honestly scary being a fan of usagi miyamoto/yuichi whilst being in the rise fandom and not shipping leosagi,,,because it feels like everyone and their grandma likes it. like I’m sorry!! Don’t kill me please

i miss early part 2 asa, as a lonely and awkward woman myself i loved her portrayal but now i don't care as much for her

Asa’s writing in early Chainsaw Man felt more layered because we were constantly in her head, navigating her strange, personal thought processes. Something like her talk with Yuko about killing her neighbor, or the full page of her thinking happy people should just die— objectively, based on the current writing, Fujimoto would not write such important, personal moments. He would just have her say out loud “Sometimes I wished happy people would die… but I don’t feel that way anymore.”

Her internal dialogue revealed a character who was deeply insecure yet weirdly self-absorbed—someone whose “arrogance” was a defense mechanism for her depression and alienation. The back-and-forth exchanges with similarly weird people like Yuko or even Haruka highlighted her awkward, rambling way of viewing the world, making her feel like a fully realized person speaking to other fully realized people.

Now, though, she seems reduced to a plot tool, existing primarily to amplify Denji’s angst. It’s not that she’s been entirely stripped of personality, but the focus has shifted so dramatically that she feels less like her own character and more like a reactor to his personal struggles. It’s honestly hard to see this Asa having those strange, erratic thoughts that the early one did. She is just so, so, so flat. And all her conversations are so, so, so flat. The nuance of her perspective—the narcissism, the bitterness, the vulnerability—has taken a backseat to her place in Denji’s life. Dear God, even her relationship with Yoru is portrayed as the most nothingburger of all time. How can you even do that?

I’m just so disappointed with this character. Isn’t that strange? I can say a lot “I didn’t end up liking her” but no— I did. I love early Asa. She is a character in a story and serves it well. Late Asa is not the type of character I would spare a second glance towards. She is so banal. It’s almost like Fujimoto lost his endearment for her.

xreader fic is so inherently healing like

do you love yourself? no? that's okay this character you love loves you back. are you kind? that is why they love you. are you patient? that is why they love you. are you a coward are you shy are you brave are you bold are you bratty? that is why they love you. you are loved and you will not be punished for seeking love. you are loved and you will find it here in these words.

do you love yourself yet? no? that's okay this character can love you until you do. this character will point out the few traits you can relate with yourself (your smile, your laugh, you brattiness, your whimsy, your strength, your sorrow) and tell you that they love that about you until one day you can love it, if not yourself, too.

do you love yourself yet? no? but you're starting to accept that you can be loved? that there is something in you- your awkwardness, your bashfulness, your straightforward mind, you ability to heal, your ability to fight- that someone could look at and learn to adore? well done. you're right, this character does see that and adore it. you may not love yourself just now, just yet, but now you see right? That there is something to love in you?

chainsaw man is the greatest manga of all time, had to draw my favorite moment so far

i am a firm believer that ocs are a reflection of the self in the way that every character you create has to hold some piece of you to really feel alive. sometimes this is why all your ocs have certain traits, sometimes this is why you can track your various issues and traumas all the way from middleschool to now based on what your ocs are like. this is a feature not a bug

The Rise boys have a nightmare about you.

[can be seen as platonic, romantic, go nuts just don't be weird]

Donatello:

Donnie was never one to get emotional, usually logic kept him in checkk.

So why was he shaking as he sat up in bed? He wanted to see you, but he couldn't just show up to your door looking pathetic. That's how he said for about an hour, before he finally got out of bed, putting his gear on.

When he got to your room, he repeatedly knocked on your window. When you opened him and asked why he was literally climbing into your room at 3 AM, he obviously didn't tell you the truth.

He just needed to check in on you, you weak human. Oh and also he needs to rant your ears off about his new invention. All the while he's doing his best not to shake.

At least he knows you're safe now.

Leonardo:

Leonardo was up before he was even fully awake.

For all his ego, he knew he was absolutely terrified of actually losing you. But he couldn't just show you how upset he was due to his nightmare. Tears streamed down his face as he sent you message after message until you finally woke up, texting him as to why he was bothering you so late.

He calmed himself down slightly, telling you to meet him at the skate park, not even asking. Obviously he'd bring you there, he was a gentleman after all.

When he showed up to your house, his heart swelled with relief. You were pulled into a hug, Leo feeling relieved that nothing happened to you. He pulled you outside by your hand.

His nightmare pushed to the back of his mind.

Raphael:

Raphael was already tearing up when he sat up.

For a while he was just sitting there, curled up like some sort of sad oversized teddy bear. For all his brutish looks he cared deeply for you and his brothers. So when that nightmare messed up his night, it wasn't too surprising.

You were asleep not too far away, snoring away on a mattress. Seeing you asleep across the room somewhat eased him, but thick tears continued to slowly drag down his face.

His massive frame got out of bed, laying on the ground next to you and pulling you tightly into his arms. You obviously woke up, a sobbing snapping turtle holding you like a teddy bear.

But you didn't have the heart to tell him off.

Michelangelo:

Mikey's pillow was pretty much drenched as his own sobbing woke him up.

His nightmare left the more sensitive mutant greatly upset. You were one of the people he cared about most, so he couldn't stand the thought of losing you.

The orange turtles emotional state was so bad it woke up his brothers and father. He got his words out between sobbing, the others trying to figure out how to handle it.

You were woken up by the turtles waiting outside for you, Raph practically picking you up and dragging you back to the lair so you can comfort his little brother.

Mikey was clinging to your leg the entire night, near hyperventilating.

[i died four hours ago]

Damn... I really want to see turtles with a reader who loves to give them love and care. Just something easy for the reader but so meaningful for the guys. And also compliments and praise! Maybe showering with kisses? God this would be so beautiful and sweet

rottmnt x gn reader

Raph just melts into you. Do this right before bed and it affects him the most. Will not let you leave without cuddling when you are so affectionate with him.

You fixing his bandana because it was slightly skewed? You’re getting kissed. You patting his cheek affectionately? You’re getting squeezed into a hug. You complimenting him and saying how much you love him? You are not leaving the lair without getting married.

Leo tries to act like he doesn’t like it, but you always notice that he’s grumpy if you don’t give him his daily time for when you make over him.

If you kiss his nose while tapping your fingers across his cheeks and complimenting him, he may be unable to form coherent sentences for the rest of the day.

Donnie thinks the compliments can be a little overwhelming if they’re not about his tech, but he’ll allow you to give some random physical affectionate from time to time. But the affectionate fond look he gets when you do something that means a lot to him is always worth it.

He likes to turn the tables on you to see your face light up. Forget about his reaction, he wants to see what you look like when he massages your hands because they’re sore and he loves you.

With Mikey, it’s almost a competition. Who can prove to the other that they are loved and cared for more?

It’s all fun and games of course, it doesn’t really matter at the end of the day. Even if he does whisper that he won into your hair at night when you sleep over or when he hugs you goodbye.

So apparently KOSA (2024 edition) is getting either thrown out until next year or put into effect in six days.

Update that's going in the main post at the top: it has enough support to pass.

It failed the last two times because people were voting against it.

This time, KOSA has traction among the pro-LGBTQ parties. Because nobody is fucking calling their bullshit and screaming from the rooftops that calling it the "Kids Online Safety Act" is misleading.

What will it passing do?

Nothing much, only prevent any education on LGBTQIA+ (it's that stupid fucking argument about us grooming kids again), shut down nearly every fandom space on the internet, and make it required for most big tech companies to have your ID.

Want to have resources for kids to discover their identity readily available? Yes? Then fucking speak up against this stupid fucking bill.

Fandom spaces like Tumblr, Twitter (? I thought the MAGA assholes liked Musk?), Tiktok, Archive Of Our Own, and any other website that hosts fanfic or fanart? Either shut down permanently, forced to uproot to a different country and down for a while (best case scenario, and they likely won't be able to send any data, and therefore fanfics, to the US), or gutted so that you only get to put G rated cishet ships on there, if any shipping at all. How to avoid that? I've already said it: Call your fucking representatives.

Want to avoid the fucking dystopic task of being legally obligated to give big tech your government issue ID? Again, cause an uproar. Call your goddamned representatives.

If they can pass this, the ripple effects could be catastrophic.

So, for fuck's sake, any Americans that can impact this stupid fucking bill and see this? Do everything in your power to shut it down because you have until February twenty sixth (26th) to send this bill back to where it belongs.

And if you can't do that? Reblog, copy my tags, and boost the signal.

Sorry not sorry for ranting, making you scroll through that, and swearing a probably excessive amount, but KOSA is a bill with a GLOBAL IMPACT being passed by ONE COUNTRY because some old people are scared of two guys with who were told they were girls kissing within five hundred miles of a child. Fuck this shit, I shouldn't have to worry about bad bills in America but I fucking do because I use the internet and would like to avoid mass censorship. Fuck this, fuck conservatives, and fuck the fact that some boomers make your country's policies.

Now, if you won't mind me, I'm going to be up until three in the morning downloading fanfiction or copying and pasting them into a a text file if I can't so I can read them by the end of the week.

RadenWA is honestly a hero for these

they're got even more than these, too!

Hello i have a very specific request but it will not leave my mind

Reader is just entirely in love with the stars, and this is no secret. Donnie makes a lil projector thing that projects the real positions of the stars at the time, and dramatically shows it to em?? Please... thank you so frickin much

rise donnie x gn reader

How many times have you complained about light pollution? Around 500 times, according to Donnie’s data table.

That was around an average of 3.5 mentions per week. You usually mentioned it when outside, during the dark, or when Donnie dragged you in for a documentary on space.

How many times had you mentioned stars? Too many to count. Donnie gave up on that spreadsheet months ago. Oh, there you went again. His fingers itched with the need to put it into the spreadsheet. Maybe he could make a new one standing from this month and forward.

But along with stars and pollution, you had started talking about Texas and Ohio. How you could see the stars so easily from some National Parks there.

You had talked about wanting to move there when you got a job and money.

Ohio and Texas were not New York. Donnie also was sure that the sewers didn’t continue on forever through the entire country and he wasn’t sure how their tank would get through tolls on the highway.

He had two options to convince you to change your mind.

One: solve pollution.

This one was a little difficult. For one, that meant convincing a bunch of countries to stop doing what they were doing immediately and changing. Also, he was a turtle mutant that would be shot dead if he tried to contact a president or dictator’s personal phone number that he definitely did not have.

But there was also the second option: Make an alternative star system. One that would satisfy you enough to stay.

This didn’t mean just taking glow in the dark stars and sticking them on the ceiling. No. That was too basic.

He’d caught you watching time lapses of night skies before. As the Earth spun, the stars moved.

So, he’d have to make a star projector that moved. Even better, he could make it accurate to New York. This meant watching a lot of videos and somehow timing everything right.

But he was Donatello Hamato. It couldn’t take that long right?

Well.

It did. It took forever. His usual projects lasted at most six months. This took him up to close to a year. So he waited for your anniversary to gift it to you. (Luckily, your complaints on light pollution and instances of randomly staring up at the sky had only increased according to his spreadsheet.)

He already has it set up. All he needs to do is to make sure you don’t go into his room—

“No!” he shouts when he spots you opening his curtain. He runs right at you and apparently terrifies you as you jump out of his way. He trips over a sock and falls on his face, inches away from crushing his gift to you.

“Is that an Xbox?” You pick it up off the floor. “You shouldn’t leave this just lying around.”

“Haha… ha!” He snatches it away from you. “Follow me.”

He leads you all the way back to your own home. You’re obviously confused. He asked you to come to the lair and now he’s just bringing you back to your own house. Honestly, the poor turtle was just too nervous and didn’t think it though.

“Close your eyes…” He said as he placed it on your nightstand in your room.

You sat on your bed, waiting.

“Ahem. Drum roll please.” You blindly reached out for your night stand. Donnie moved the projector out of the way in time before you slammed your hands onto it.

Jeez. This thing was going to be broken before he even showed you what it really did.

“Okay. Open.”

Your eyes opened. You stared at him until he almost nervously pointed up at the ceiling. His nervousness disappeared when you gasped in excitement.

“The stars are proportional to real life, obviously scaled down to fit. They also reflect what the stars would look like over New York right now. So, as the Earth rotates, this should show the new stars that would show.”

Your jaw dropped.

“Also, it can adjust to any room you put it in.” He crossed his arms, almost posing proudly. “Happy anniversary.” He already know what is about to happen by the look in your eyes.

He steadied himself just as you launch yourself into his arms.