was kinoko nasu trying to deny the bisexuality of his characters when he gave nero and musashi multiple repeated lines where they explicitly say they are interested in both men and women
reposting bc the prolifers found my old post and i dont want them to have nice things
For my own archive
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mash finding morgan's remains in the throne room after the conquest of fairy camelot
your condom breaks
you feel a lump on your breast
your friends are ignoring you
you’re stranded on an island
you got rejected by a crush
you get into a car accident
you got stung by a bee/wasp
you got fired from your job
you’re in an earthquake
your tattoo gets infected
your house is on fire
you’re lost in the woods
you get arrested abroad
you get robbed
your partner cheated on you
you’re on a ship that’s sinking
you fall into ice
you’re stuck in an elevator
you hit a deer with your car
you have food poisoning
your pet passed away
you fall off of a horse
you or your friend has alcohol poisoning
you have toxic shock syndrome
your house has a gas leak
HOLY SHIT??????
I’m not tough enough to avert my gaze and ignore them. Then again, neither am I so cocky as to set my sights on becoming their competition. Maybe I just never know when to give up, or maybe this is me refusing to discover the limits of my own abilities. I’m stuck between my inability to run away or to square off—something I find utterly pathetic about myself. “What? Don’t let it knock the stuffing out of you, Kadoc. Feeling inferior to geniuses count as some talent in itself. To actually keep yourself motivated in the face of cruel reality is what I consider the talent of the ordinary. Pathetic? Hardly. Unrelenting is the word you’re looking for. I’m speaking from experience when I say you folks do a better job at surviving than geniuses. I know all too well because of my line of work!" Only on that day did the cheery chatter of my big brother figure, as he likes to call himself, strike a chord with me. He’s right. I don’t have any talents or titles or achievements of great renown. But even if I have nothing to be proud of, that doesn’t mean I should let myself lose heart. I am my own person. I can never be someone else. So no matter how out of place I may feel, I’ll put up a fight until my final breath.