and his backstory

anonymous asked:

Can you do a top 5 Haikyuu characters with the saddest or emotional backstory? The ones that really pulled at your heart strings and made want to cuddle them forever? At least so far in the story. Thanks!

Top 5 tragic (or not so tragic) backstories of haikyuu characters?

1. Oikawa. His backstory taught me a lesson that will stay forever with me. It taught me that’s it’s ok to be afraid, that’s it’s natural to feel despair when you’ve always been on top and suddenly other people start to catch up on you. It taught me that the only way to go on is to keep fighting. It taught me that’s ok to fail, but never to give up. Oikawa is such an inspiring character who went through so much, and hides everything behind his perfect facade. His backstory of struggles and his self awareness journey towards the realization that he’s not a genius, that being surpassed is not a possibility but it’s already his reality made him incredibly human and gave his character a force to be reckoned with. He will never stop trying to make the flower of his talent bloom again, again and again. It made me feel…so much. I love Oikawa, in all his fragile, flawed, indomitable self (ಥ﹏ಥ)

2. Tendou. *slams fist on the wall* WHO DARED TO HURT MY BABY TENDOU??? His flashback broke my heart in so many pieces. Those kids were so mean to him, calling him a monster just because he was different? He was just a little child who wanted to have fun and play volleyball…I’m so proud of how he turned his pain into his ultimate weapon (and kicked so many asses with it)

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3. Kageyama. More than his backstory as a kid, what hurt me was his time in junior high. When he arrived to Karasuno, Kageyama was like a hurt wild animal, so aggressive just because he was trying to desperately protect himself. He never had a true supportive team and was convinced that he always had to do everything by himself. He was ostracized, made fun of and abandoned, by his teammates and by the only guidance he ever looked up to. And now here we have him, our beautiful blueberry who learned to trust and to rely on others and who’s constantly improving to be the best setter possible, to his favorite spiker and to the rest of the team. He’s finally home, and that’s beautiful

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4. Tsukishima. Eh, another pretty painful one that explained us why the Tsukki that we know is like he is. The contrast between his little self and his older self is heartbreaking. He was a still cocky but very happy little kid…who was lied to all that time. The sport that his beloved brother introduced him to now is just a constant reminder of the pain and anger he suffered. But still, he kept playing, even if…“It’s just a club”. These were all the elements we needed to appreciate the moment he was hooked on volleyball to the fullest :’) I’m so proud of Tsukki, his character development is one of my favorites.  

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5. Ushijima. “The fact that he’s different from other people, will probably end up being his strength”. This was just a calming and comforting backstory, I loved Ushijima’s dad so much, he was really sweet. First of all, refusing to correct his left handiness was an incredible gesture of love (as a left-handed person, I relate so much), he never pressured him to become a volleyball player, and yet Ushijima did, he joined a strong team, he faced so many opponents that made him stronger, became the ace his father admired so much, he liked volleyball, and he made his dad happy. This is such an perfect (and unexpected) backstory for him. 

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That being said, I’m dying everyday waiting for Bokuto’s backstory. I’m ready for the pain Furudate, slay me. 

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Ever since you sent that cupcake ask on EMR I can’t get it out of my mind that he is best cupcake man oh my god

Anyways, I like his backstory about bringing his family out of poverty and believing that this whole Siren business is really the best way to rake in money to survive; poor baby needs someone to guide him

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anonymous asked:

People treat Kylo's character like he will be a revenge fantasy to all those that feel hatred towards entitled white privileged straight cis men, they call him a MRA and a school shooter, I don't think that's the point of his character. Giving him redemption isn't "giving all white men a pass", I really don't think that's his character. People are making so many assumptions about his backstory I'm afraid people won't change their initial first impressions after TLJ about him.

Yes, this is a great point. I think that too many people take an inherently negative and pessimistic outlook on Kylo’s character. Instead of seeing someone who’s broken and lost but can still be brought back and do good again, they see an evil monster who needs to be put down. The former perspective is founded on hope and optimism, the latter on hopelessness and pessimism - and Star Wars is about treasuring hope and finding solutions, not giving up and accepting things as they are. It’s the whole idea that revenge and retribution are to be prioritised over healing and reconciliation, which is something that I fundamentally disagree with, especially in a Star Wars context.

anonymous asked:

You know that post that's like "I’m sorry, you must be at least a level 4 friend to unlock my tragic backstory" sooo when's rhea gonna unlock ben's tragic backstory

ben actually plays life on hard mode so u gotta be a level 10 friend to unlock his backstory (~_^)

anonymous asked:

oh man, there was this dude in one of my previous DnD groups that would use his character's backstory as an excuse to always like, hurt/grope/kill women (even some in his own party like he'd always put people we're playing with in uncomfortable situations until the DM intervened and he'd chuck a hissy fit) he was always the trickster demon or magician type, wayyyy too OP due to his power fantasy. I bet he loved sheogorath too. Needless to say I don't see him ever anymore but it was gross af

oh wtf ew. kill that man 


Every time I see a post mocking how “oblivious” Neil is with regards to his attraction to Andrew and especially Andrew’s attraction to him, I feel less welcome in the fandom. I’m just tired of seeing something that demisexuals actually struggle with made fun of. Maybe if things were different, and it wasn’t such a fight with others to simply be recognized as demisexual, that such a thing exists, I could appreciate the self-mocking nature of it.

I’ve been in the fandom for over a year. This isn’t about a single post. There have been hundreds of them. 

And I’m exhausted.

Jumin’s route is so disconnected from the main plot, but the implications for it are interesting.

  • V actually comes to the party in this route.
  • He promises to tell Seven everything and looks like he’ll keep his word.
  • The Valentine’s Day DLC shows that he took pictures at Jumin and MC’s wedding, meaning he’s alive.
  • He can also see well enough to take the photographs in the DLC, when in Jumin’s main ending he can barely see out of his left eye.

Jumin being part of the Deep Story never made any sense to me, considering you barely learn anything and don’t unlock a single secret. But while Saeran and Rika are never mentioned and nothing is resolved on-screen, it almost feels like Jumin’s route is an AU where V comes clean and lives and gets the surgery. 

Just let me have this.

Isn’t it delightful that we had Bart and Ken share a hotel room twice during season one and he never made it weird. Not when she threw herself on the bed. Not when she was having a shower. Not when she asked him to cuddle with her and watch shitty television. Not once.

But I’m also imagining that at some point she discovers the concept of room service, so Ken leaves to have a shower and returns to find that she’s used the magic talking box to order fifteen steak sandwiches, three candy bars, and a litre of milk.

I just wanted to get this out of my head. We’re all going to feel like arseholes if his parents are dead or something.

It took 3 days. He remembers that.

The first day was for cleaning. Glass shards were swept up, plaster reapplied, broken furniture taken away and replaced. The blood stains were troublesome, soaked into the carpet and curtains. They scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed until they faded from sight if not memory. The marks on his body were not so easily removed, though the attempt was still made. Long sleeves to hide bruises, bandages on cuts, balm on a broken bottom lip. Careful instruction on what to say if anyone asked, if any one questioned, but no one did.

The second day was for conversations, but not ones he got to hear. They were hushed whispers behind closed doors, multiple phone calls to people whose names he didn’t know. Things were decided and checked and argued but not with him. He got pats on the head and smiles that didn’t seem quite right, spoken words of reassurance that sounded too much like lies to his ears. He hadn’t slept well that night, he knew they hadn’t either. He heard them in the dark and had known it was about him.

The third day was for change. Coming back to a place that was no longer meant to be home, finding packed boxes and bags, his life neatly folded and labeled and put to the side. The trip had been long and silent and he’d stared out the window. The lack of feeling inside himself had been crushing, all too likely to break ribs and tear him apart. He’d focused on breathing because all at once it had seemed more difficult than it ever had before.

On that day there had been no tears. They had told him how proud they were, how brave he was, how capable, how strong, how trusted, how independent, how smart, how much they were sure he was going to be okay. And as they had walked away and the door had been closed and he had been left there in a quiet that was suffocating in it’s completeness he had known that it was true. He was going to be okay. What other choice had he ever had?

So there have been a couple of posts about Sportacus’s book… closet (that is not a shelf) and a few of them have some decent resolution and I just have to say that Sportacus’s reading selection is… pretty specific? We’re talking like picaresque novels, bildungsromans, themes about murder, revolution, revenge, and redemption, heroes fighting against insurmountable forces, disadvantaged young/youthful heroes being shunned by society and striving to get any kind of tiny moral victory, children being the center focus of very dark situations… Kudos to the people who put that kind of thought into what he’s reading but now I can’t ever look at Sport the same way. I don’t want to make too specific a statement about his reading list because I haven’t identified most of the books and read even fewer, but. Dude. DARK.

edit- I forgot a major theme to many of these books: SLAVERY. He even has a book (The Weeping Wood) about the history of rubber production and the exploited Indian slaves!


Huevember Day 13: I actually finished this off last night but then I had to do an entire comic to explain it because I NEEDED TO. Mob is bad with text messages for sure.

Okay, but look, until canon tells me otherwise I refuse to believe Teruki is as okay as he pretends to be, especially with the whole living alone thing. He’s 14 omg