tfw you’ve been misgendering yourself on job applications for a week straight (b/c they only have “male” and “female” boxes and you identify as neither) and suddenly you come across an application with nonbinary options and the option for “Mx” instead of “Miss or Mr” and you die a little inside because you’re too chicken-shit to out yourself on a professional job application.
i don’t know to put stuff into words but. sometimes i’ll find a musical that really resonates w me and it just makes my chest hurt so much bc there are all these characters that i would die to play and i’ll probably never be able to
((I’ve recently binged all of super danganronpa 2 and I have a mighty need to thread as this angry small child who wants to be loved, also I’m new to the fandom. Feel free to reblog and like this post if you want to thread with an indie Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu))
Imagine Chanyeol telling his members that he’d like to make friends with BTS. They’re in the middle of partying and bobbing their heads to the lyrics while seated at an awards concert. Chanyeol sees BTS across from them, and they look like fun people, so he announces this to his members. They all give him shocked faces before bursting out in opposition.
“But you’ll hang out with them instead of us!”
“Rapmon might raise your IQ, so where does that leave me?!”
“You’ll listen to mama Jin instead of your mama Suho!”
Chanyeol starts to defend his decision when Kyungsoo pulls on his sleeve and says solemnly, “They aren’t like us, Chanyeol. They’re hip-hop. They’re dark and moody. They’re not our type of people.”
Chanyeol just shakes them off., gets up from his seat, and approaches BTS’s table slowly. As he gets closer, they all turn to him, their smiles still on their faces but cautiously pasted on. “H-hey.”
“Hey.” Rapmon nods. They all exchange a look before going back to their previous activities. J-Hope twists in his seat, giggling and trying to pinch Jimin’s earlobe. Jimin ignores J-Hope, swatting him his hand away. He laughs and pats Jungkook’s shoulder to get his attention every few seconds, pointing wildly at the stage, while Jungkook laughs lightly and repeatedly says, “Cool it, hyung, I get it I get it.” Suga and Jin are whispering to each other and giving their members judging looks, with Rapmon occasionally nodding in agreement.
And Taehyung. Chanyeol wrinkles his brow as he stares down at Taehyung, who’s piling all the napkins together and pouring packets of salt into the center. He opens his mouth to ask, but Taehyung notices him and beats him to it.
“It’s an offering.” Chanyeol’s eyes widen at Baekhyun’s lookalike. Taehyung adds, “It must be done at every ceremony or else the aliens shall be confused and believe the noise is a beacon for help. This tells them that all is well.”
Chanyeol waves them all goodbye and returns to his seat. When his members ask him how it turned out, he looks from member to member. A single tear rolls down Chanyeol’s eye. “I have found my people,” he whispers.
It took me a while to actually get what Blanche meant in that middle frame there. I think the translation is worded weirdly, but I take it that by “smallest grouping of oni-hunters” they mean that you can have multiple groups working together to hunt down an oni, but never less than a single group of two. Which is still weird because “single” is obviously the smallest number you can have. Obviously you can’t have less than one group working together. That would be zero groups. Blanche what are you saying.
I’m also curious about the fact that the oni are graded into ranks and I IMMEDIATELY feel the need to know exactly how many ranks there are and what it’s based off and just. everything. Like, is fifth the bottom rank? Is it a middle rank? Is it near the top?
But eternal love for Fai instantly offering Kurogane on this because VIOLENCE and KUROGANE are inseparable and how could ever dream of keeping them apart.
BUT SOCIALLY AWKWARD SYAORAN STRUGGLES BECAUSE THEY DIDN’T ACTUALLY ASK HIM.
I LOVE SOCIALLY AWKWARD SYAORAN.
Mokona is so earnest with her SPARKLES that are GLINTING as she HOLDS THE TIP OF HIS FINGER AND STARES INTO HIS EYES AS SHE SAYS IT WITH LOVE HEARTS.
MOKONA PLS. I WILL NOT SURVIVE.
Meanwhile Fai casually volunteers for the least amount of work possible completely happily which only furthers my impression that he is dead set on using this world as his happily relaxing vacation world and (now that he is vaguely sure that the government isn’t trying to kill them) no amount demons is going to keep him from it.