“"I want to see you again”. It’s a phrase that makes you think there will be a next time after all, and it’s easy to understand what the other person feels.“
–Ai Mikaze, ASAS Booklet
Words describing Ai:calculating, knowledgeable, witty, composed, organized, indifferent, perfectionist
Blood type: Unknown
Birthday: March 1st
Zodiac: Pisces ♓️
"Its not just happiness that makes the feeling of love. There is also sadness and pain. Once you add all these feelings together, it makes up the shape of love.”
–Ai Mikaze, All Star
Being the straightforward person he is, everything is in black or white for Ai. He doesn’t see any in betweens. He isn’t afraid of anything either
His organized nature is the cause for him having a slight OCD. He needs everything to be in order. When he sees some disarray, he usually cleans it up after scanning the area.
He takes everything at his own calculated pace, he does what he thinks is best.
The books in his shelf are arranged according to the Dewey Decimal Classification. The items in his room are all labeled, neatly kept and easy to find.
He lowkey wants to build a laboratory next to his room because reasons.
His pet is either a school of fish in an aquarium (due to his like for marine beings, they fascinate him) or a hamster.
His favorite season is a tie between spring and winter. He likes watching snow kiss the branches of trees and also the blooming of buds into vibrant flowers. Nature marvels him.
He is multilingual and speaks a number of languages easily.
As a human, I see Ai to be sensitive but he wouldn’t show it, choosing to show a poker face instead. He doesn’t like being affected so much but he can’t do anything about it either which is why he looks to science which is more stable than his emotions.
Human!Ai’s Hogwarts house would be Slytherin and robot!Ai belongs in Ravenclaw.
“Smile until the very end, I don’t want you to cry.
A/N: Okay, so this is my first post for Hamilton and I have to say..this shit is really dark. But nevertheless, I am going to post it and pray that y’all like it. Please request more if you like it! My requests ARE OPEN. Just a reminder. Oh, and please don’t hate me for writing this, haha! I didn’t intend for it to be so dark.
Word Count: 1750+
WARNINGS: This is REALLY dark. So if you don’t like stuff like that, don’t read this. It is as simple as that. There are also mentions of abuse and the reader does get hurt. Also, that being said, I do NOT condone violence or physical abuse of any kind. If you find yourself in a situation such as this, do whatever it takes to get out. Find help, kick their ass, whatever. You don’t deserve to be treated as anything less than royalty. That goes for you boys too!
Onto the story now!
There is nothing but the sound of John’s voice as he sits in the chair beside the bed. I am currently pretending to be asleep while he hums “Blackbird” in a continuous loop. It’s been like this for an hour. Him humming and me “sleeping”.
Then, John stops humming abruptly.
“I know you’re awake,” he says.
I don’t move. I don’t speak. I keep my eyes shut. I feel his heated gaze on my back. I know he is frustrated but is trying to restrain himself. I know exactly what he wants to do to me.
But instead, he yanks my blankets off of me and stands me in front of him. I keep my eyes trained on the floor but not for long. He takes my head in his hands and forces me to look at him. When we make eye contact, a smile that is not his own crosses his features. My heart clenches as he presses a kiss to my forehead. Who is this man?
“How did you sleep, my love,” he asks. I stare at him. His eyes are lighter today, and he has allowed his hair to frame his face. He looks like the man I fell for. He looks…normal.
But I know that he is anything but normal now.
“What are you thinking about?”
His voice carries a threatening edge. I bite my lip before replying.
“Nothing,” I whisper.
His eyes immediately grow darker. His nails begin to dig into my skin. I inhale sharply.
“Are you lying to me,” he asks through clenched teeth. “You know what I’ll do if you’re lying.”
Memories of the previous night flood my mind. My fear must show on my face because his grip softens, and he smiles sadly. He begins to stroke my cheek. It takes everything inside of me not to throw up at the loving look he’s giving me.
“I’m sorry to bring that up, love. I don’t want to hurt you. I just need you to behave. Will you behave for me today, babygirl?”
Hey, yeah, please remember that Kankri’s point as a character is not making fun of triggers or earnest, caring people, but is instead a parody of the self indulgent martyr complex (to contrast his life as the signless on Alternia).
He’s a parody of the concern trolls who use SJ methodology and terminology to bully people, and in the process, get off on feeling superior. In actuality he has a very poor understanding of what he’s talking about and very limited understanding that he’s talking over the people he claims to stick up for and ally himself with (porrim, mituna, etc.), not a joke aimed at making fun of very real caring and empathy.
the whole point of him is that he is supposed to contrast the “real sjw” he was as The Signless. It also plays in with the repeating pattern of Seers getting in too deep in their vices and losing their way, but unlike Terzi and Rose, Kankri has stagnated (as is much of the point of the dancestors in the dream bubbles) and cannot dig out of his Darkest Hour vice, he’s stuck too deep in it.
Kankri is the parody of “Doing it wrong”, while his counterpart on Alternia is the example of “doing it right”
remember that he has the personality type to want to care (he’s a vantas), but he’s spoiled, sheltered, naive and (given the culture of beforus), he’s had special treatment all his life and so DOES think he’s better than everyone. Getting into the social justice movement with those other traits was a disaster waiting to happen.
i understand your compassion and disgust with whats going on right now completely, and that reformism doesnt work at all because things it can always be undone but, blind violence doesnt really solve anything and just gets very messy and is very easily taken over by fascists, the only revolution i can think of that didnt fall apart was the usa's, really solving these problems and fixing society cant be done by a guillotine. but rather hands on showings and teachings and benefits
i get what ur saying but idk. first off the american revolution isnt exactly one id want a modern day socialist revolution to emulate since it was more of one colonial power breaking off from a larger colonial power than an actual revolution. actually heres a post i made on that going into more depth about why the american revolution kinda sucks: http://egowave.tumblr.com/post/159478378367/marxism-leninism-chumbawambaism-prolezac
second- again, im not saying we should go around killing random conservatives but i doubt well every get anywhere through showing and teaching ceos and rich politicians why they should hand us the means of production or w/e and stop passing legislation that lets people die from easily preventable disease. we are never going to be able to convince the state or the capitalist ruling class to give us our freedom and hey, i dont like blind violence either and what im saying isnt that we should embrace blind violence. but the ruling class is going to continue exploiting and letting people die and theyre not going to give up the position theyre in that allows them to do this easily. and also like i said the guillotine posts arent that serious