not really anti social

Persona 3, 4, 5 Protagonists

Persona 3
Male MC

What you think he is: an anti-social character who hates everyone

What he really is: a caring character who wants to protect everyone with his life

Female MC

What you think she is: a carefree girl

What she really is: can date all the men she likes all at the same time including a minor without them ever finding out

Persona 4

What you think he is: a serious yet cool character

What he really is: a dork and a low-key perv

Persona 5

What you think he is: Nerd, calm, collected kid

What he really is: FUCKING SATAN

MBTI - Really Misunderstood

INTJ: Cold-hearted anti-social psychopaths who are so smart they could rule the world and don’t care about you unless you can be used.

ENTJ: Triggered 101% percent of the time and will roast the f out of you. Don’t have feelings, don’t care about your feelings

ENTP: Genius with awesome ideas but is too lazy to do anything

INTP: Extremely logical and doesn’t understand the concept of ‘emotions’ also too lazy to do anything.

INFJ: Quiet masterminds that know everything about everyone but are too secretive to say anything

ENFJ: Manipulative masterminds that use you to gain what they want and don’t care about you

ENFP: Hyper-active, social butterfly, weirdo that is extremely dumb and has no deep or real thoughts

INFP: Hyper-emotional emo that takes everything personally and cries all day, every day

ISFP: Total geeks that take everything too seriously and can completely break apart because of the stupidest things

ESFP: Total party addicts that are not able to think about anything that isn’t parties and friends

ESTP: Total daredevils that are too insensitive to tolerate your feelings

ISTP: Risk-takers who just don’t give a shit about anything or anyone

ISTJ: Realists who are not able to have dreams, hopes, or not even have fun

ESTJ: Can’t think outside of the box and are not able to break rules

ESFJ: Social butterfly that is really dumb and superficial, doesn’t think about anything that isn’t friend-related

ISFJ: Shy weirdo that low-key cares about shit but is way too reserved to say anything

A Babysitting Love Affair | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Romance, Fluff
POV: Reader’s/First Person

A/N: This was requested by anon! I hope you guys will like this as much as my first one. I kind of ramble on but please bear with me lol.
Request: could i request a zach dempsey x reader where the reader is babysitting zach’s sister, and zach haven’t met the babysitter yet and one day he goes home early and falls in love with her?


“I’ll be there tomorrow morning Mrs. Dempsey.”

“Alright love, thank you so much!”

I smile as I close the door after Zach’s mom who asked me to babysit Zach’s little sister, May. She mentioned that she will have to go to Chicago for the weekend to take care of something and I was assigned to be May’s companion overnight since her brother is an extremely busy guy. The Dempseys are a close family friend, too bad I’m not really that close with Zach or May. It’s probably because we go to different high schools and it doesn’t really help that I can be anti-social at times. I know nothing about them, and they know nothing about me in return so it’s all good.


The next morning

“I’ll be leaving now or else I’ll miss my flight! Thank you so much again Y/N for babysitting. I’ll see you girls tomorrow morning alright? Feel at home love, my number’s on the fridge if you need me and I left money for any emergency. Zach won’t be here until dinner tonight. He has basketball practice.” Mrs. Dempsey says as she bids goodbye to Zach’s little sister and I.

“Got it Mrs. Dempsey! We’ll see you tomorrow.” I finally say with a smile.

“Bye mom! I’ll be good, I promise!” May puts her right thumb out to her mom and waves goodbye.

“So, what do you want to do today, May?” I ask her as we’re left alone inside the house.

“Hmm, I don’t really have anything in mind. Oh wait I know! Let’s style each other’s hair.” She suggests with a gleam in her eyes; she looked so excited.

“Sure kiddo.” I reply with a smile and we proceed to the living room to watch TV. May got all of her hair accessories from her room for us to use. She decided that it’d be fun to start with my hair first and put them in pigtails and so she did. She chose these pink puffy hair bands to tie my hair. May had long, black and shiny hair which reminded me of Katniss Everdeen so naturally, I chose to put her hair in a fish tail braid.

“Wow Y/N, you’re really good at this!” she beams after her make over.

“Why thank you, Miss Everdeen.” I reply with a bow and she giggles in response.

A couple of hours later and it was almost lunch time. May wanted to order pizza and so we did. She didn’t like vegetables so we opted for a classic cheese pizza instead. A few minutes later and the doorbell rang, I ran to the door to open it, with the money in my left hand.

“Thank you so–” I begin to greet the pizza man but a ginormous, muscular guy hovered above me instead.

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pharahsgf  asked:

why do you suppose ~cutesy~ communism is so popular on tumblr? these days every time i go to someone's blog i see like 10 pastel aesthetic communist symbols and i just, dont get it

to be completely honest, i don’t know and it bugs me but i think it’s because it exists at the crux of tumblr’s love of simplifiying/radicalising complicated movements and idealising them with communism being, on the surface, an easy idea to romanticise for middle-class teenagers with shitty history education. 

1) Tumblr’s SJ scene is staunchly anti-capitalist - the root of a lot of oppression is based on exploitation and military/prison/media etc industry complexes that upholds the status quo of rich white men in power exploiting the poor and powerless. But simply being anti-capitalist doesn’t really get you anywhere in terms of social change, you can’t just sign a petition and opt out, this is not a system we get to choose, so I guess for people who aren’t familiar with communism’s history, this becomes the Better Option, The Greater Good, the other solution that is anti-thesis to capitalism. and even though it’s failed in every incarnation it’s existed in, there are always people who believe they’ll be smarter and get it right and turn it into a Feminist Utopia (even though in all incarnations of communism, it’s been ruled almost unanimously by powerful men who filled their cabinets and political positions with men). Communism stands for a change in the status quo that they can reasonably hope for - the other option would be a complete overhaul and utter fucking chaos. Which leads to:

2) I’m know I’m really fucking blunt about this, but it doesn’t fit into the mainstream Discourse ™ narrative. The oppression that people faced under communism doesn’t fit into neat privilege/oppression binary dynamics. It was about government oppression, but the governments were equally harsh on everyone in the name of brining about equality, so when people who call out tumblr’s behaviour (usually the kids and grandkids of the generation that did live through a harsh authoritarian rule and still bear the generational trauma of the country) speak about it, it’s easy for the SJ-scene to ignore. 

Honestly, I find the trend pretty fucking disgusting, especially the huge amounts of deliberate ignorance it takes to apologise for government-mandated mass-murders and political purges because of how many people literally refuse to educate themselves. 

communism is anti-capitalist and boasts equality of the classes in its ideology, but we all know that it has an ugly history where literally none of its ideals have been accomplished without massive bloodshed, government oppression and violence. Communism has symbols and a ready-made system to and it’s easy to ignore the genocide that it caused and used to symbolise. 

sushi 02 || pjm (s)

Jimin takes you home after a successful date and can’t help it his dirty thoughts are taking over him.

❀ genre/warnings: smut, angst {dom!jimin}.
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sushi 01

It was almost 11 pm when the vehicle finally came to a halt. You guys have been jamming to different songs from The Neighbourhood along the way, you getting surprised with how well Jimin knew the lyrics. And of course you got surprised at his amazing voice.

‘’Jimin! I didn’t know you could sing! Damn fine,’’ you complimented him and you gave him a shove against his arm. He sheepishly started to grin and looked out of his car window.

‘’Yeah, I wouldn’t be so sure of that. I think there are better singers out there,’’ he replied and a silence fell upon you two. Only the soft rain, ticking on the windows and roof, but later on thunder and lightning was added to it.

The first lightning made Jimin look up and he unbuckled his seatbelt. You started to struggle with yours, eyes and mind not that clear anymore, because you may have drank a bit too much wine. You didn’t recall Jimin drinking that much, but at the date one of the things you talked about, was how he wasn’t planning on drinking too much. He had to drive to his home in the end of course.

‘’Here, let me help you,’’ you heard Jimin say and his hands came in sight, touching yours as he unbuckled your seatbelt. Your eyes widened a bit and you coughed, climbing out of the car quickly and closing the door behind you. Jimin stepped out too and at that very moment, another lightning lit up the sky.

‘’Come on!’’ Jimin said

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I’m really tired of people who are anti-social, or who call themselves weird, aligning themselves with Slytherin. That isn’t what makes you a Slytherin. Slytherins know how to work with people, it’s how they get what they want. Slytherins are calculating, judgmental, and driven. They see what they want and go after it. I blame Rowling for making people think Slytherin is the house for the outsiders, because it is treated as the bad house, but it’s not.

Alright guys buckle up because we’re gettin’ theorizin’

So, yesterday, @piligy and I were talking about some @therealjacksepticeye ego theories, and so much makes sense now!

Jack is data. Jack is who we see and who we interact with. Sean is the person we meet in real life. Sean sits in front of the camera and records, but that recording is just a ton of code, which is Jack. Jack is social media. Anything that is translated to code is Jack. Sean and Jack are pretty much the same person, but he has even said that when he’s recording, he’s Jack, but when he’s done recording, he’s Sean.

Okay, now that THAT is out of the way, we can get into the juicy bit.

Jack and Anti are the same. “One in the same”. Jack is the only one who can interact directly with us on social media. No other ego can do that, so how is Anti able to? Jack recently confirmed that Anti is dead, so Jane came up with this; Anti is a former Jack that died and got trapped inside of his world of social media.

Sean had the idea of Anti back in the October special, “Say Goodbye”. Sean used Jack to execute his idea. Sean made Jack kill himself for our entertainment. Jack obviously didn’t want to, but had no choice, because, after all, Sean is the puppet master. Jack’s vengeful spirit got trapped in this coding somehow (which I’ll go over in a bit so stay tuned). He came back to mock Sean in the video, thus the glitching. He had glitches in his videos in October, foreshadowing the video, meaning that Jack was already dead and coming back to haunting Sean for the stupid thing he made himself do, which was kill himself. The dead Jack is corrupted code, so when he went back to previous videos in October, hes corrupted code overtook the preexisting code, causing the glitches.

The fandom created Anti. “You all said my name”, “It’s all your fault!”, and “You all made this happen!” means WE created the idea of Anti, which Sean liked and took on. It’s our fault for creating the idea of him.
After Jack killed himself, Jack’s vengeful spirit was able to take over and tell us that us watching fueled Sean to make this video, which make him kill himself.  “You could have stopped me, but you just watched, AS THIS HAPPENED!!” Meaning “You could have stopped me from killing myself, but you WATCHED ME KILL MYSELF AGAINST MY WILL FOR YOUR ENTERTAINMENT!!”

After that video,”Jack” uploaded a video explaining it all. In that moment, a new Jack was made.  Now, Jack is the link between the real world and pure code. Sean records the video, the recording is Jack, Jack is uploaded as Sean’s coding, and that coding is spread across the world via social media, therefore, Jack is that bridge. Sean is the puppeteer. Puppets are controlled by the puppet master. All of the egos are his puppets. He wears costumes and acts out a character, which becomes “alive” once it is uploaded as coding, thus Schneep, Chase, Marvin, Jack, and Jackaboy Man. This new Jack is just another puppet Sean made with a new coding. “Impostor” They follow guidelines because they are puppets and can only do what they are told, but Anti doesn’t follow any of those guidelines. Why? Because he is not a puppet. He is the original Jack, who is dead. Jack was the puppet, Anti is the coding for the puppet. Now that the puppet is gone, Sean has no control over Anti. “There are no strings on me”. Sean knew he fucked up, but couldn’t do anything about it, so he tried to cover it up with an ‘explanation video’ because he knew Anti couldn’t be stopped.

Since Anti is the original Jack’s coding, he is stuck in the JSE channel and social media, not being able to leave, which explains why Sean said that Anti and Dark will never collab because they CAN’T collab. In Mark’s video Darkiplier vs Antisepticeye, we can see that Anti’s glitching is all wrong (which is from Mark’s laziness but shh), and he’s not wearing his gauges. He seems so out of character, because he IS out of character. It’s not really Anti. “Impostor”.

Soon after that “collab”, Anti reveals himself on his social media, angry at us. “Mocking me with your glitch bitch”, which is who we saw on Mark’s channel. Anti can’t touch Sean because of that barrier between real life, and coding, so Anti sticks around and tortures his egos as a way of revenge.

In Jack’s PAX East video, Anti says “You found someone new. Threw me aside! Found someone to replace me!” Meaning that Anti is the original Jack, and Sean replaced him as if nothing happened, and we’ve been watching this new Jack, as if nothing happened. “I’m not going anywhere!” Meaning, that he is trapped in Sean’s realm of social media, and will make Sean regret everything he has put him through.
Anti always makes the throat slitting motion every time he shows up. This is Anti reminding everyone of what Sean made him do. This is Anti reminding us of what we made Sean do to him.

In the Bio. Inc. Redemption video, Shneep says “You do not look the way you have always looked. You do not look like… yourself…” And looks at the camera. He later says “Jack! Are you okay? You’re not looking yourself” again. Schneep doesn’t realize that this Jack isn’t the real jack, but notices that something is wrong. He later goes onto say “Always with the mood swings. One time, he is one person, the next he is a completely different person.” Which is Sean breaking the forth wall about how all the egos are all variations of Jack.
As Schneep tries to save Jack, and fails, Anti appears more and more. Schneep gets more and more emotional and nervous, which allows Anti to start taking control.
I will not let you die! Not again! I will not lose you! I almost lost you once before!
When Schneep is saying “Not again”, he means that he tried to save Jack before in “Say Goodbye”, but could only fully save the puppet, but when trying to save the data, the code was already corrupted, and by Schneep trying to save that corrupted code, it trapped Anti, but he doesn’t realize it. THIS is how Anti got trapped. He thinks that he’s alive and well, because Sean moved on without a word about it.
You hear Anti say “die” here and in “Say Goodbye” with Jerold, which could mean “I’m already dead.”

In this video, something important happens. Schneep looks at the camera and yells “We need to save him! I need your help! SAVE HIM! SAVE JACKSE- ANTI
This is Anti telling us that the real Jacksepticeye is him, and he wants saving. He wants us to remember him.

He needs antidepressants. ANTI Depressants. We have to depress Anti- GET HIM OUT OF THERE!
This is Sean realizing what is going on and is using Schneep to cry out to us, the viewers, to stop him, because he can’t.
Anti has Scheep strangle himself on his cord. Anti is pissed at him for trapping him, and is trying to kill him for what he did. Anti is reminding him of the first time he died. When the Bio. Inc. Jack dies, all of those feelings come flooding back to him, and Anti is able to take over.

That Doctor thought he could save him, but he was MINE! He was WEAK! Just like the rest of them!” Means that Schneep thought he saved Jack, but the body was Anti’s. He says “him”, not “me”, because the body no longer belongs to him. “He (the body), was mine! He (the body) was weak! Just like the rest of them (the ego’s bodies).” Since he is pure code, he is nearly indestructible, and the bodies can’t handle him. They are just meat suits. That’s why he always calls them weak.

Who do you think you’ve been watching this whole time?” The fandom’s immediate thought was 'We’ve been watching Anti this whole time!’, but that’s not the case. Anti is telling us that we are not watching the original Jack, we are watching the impostor.

Just my puppets.” Here, Anti is mocking Sean, because Sean is the puppeteer, but Anti yells “I’M IN CONTROL!”  Meaning that Sean no longer has control over these egos, he does.
If you want him back so badly, why don’t YOU save him!?
Since Anti doesn’t associate himself with his old puppet anymore, he calls the body “him”. “If you want me back so badly, why don’t YOU save me!?”
He then talks to Sean directly by saying “As for YOU, this isn’t over”. We can gather that he is no longer talking to us, the viewer, because he put the emphasis on “you” the second time, as if he’s talking to someone else. If he’s not talking to us, the viewer, then the only other person he could be talking to is Sean.

But hey, that’s just a theory, A SEAN THEORY!

The Secret (1/3)

A/N: Helloooooo! I am back again with a new three-part series coming at you! This is still set in the Marvel Universe because I am addicted and can’t help myself! 

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader; Clint Barton x Sister!Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 868

Part Two


Sweat was literally dripping from my hair. There were perks to having a brother be apart of the Avengers, having to help him train was not one of them. Clint had hurt his ankle from jumping off of a building, so Fury had me to take care of him. Classic. 

We had spent hours going over footwork and that meant running everywhere. There were times I thought my legs were going to leave my body behind. Today was going to be great though because Clint could go back to Avengers. 

“You just want to take me because Steve is there.” Clint sassed.

I rolled my eyes, “I don’t like Steve that way. He has a girlfriend. Remember Sharon?” 

He scoffed and threw his stuff in the back of the car, and we headed out on the long drive back to the tower.

“So you don’t like Steve?”

“No,” I stated flatly. 

He squinted his eyes at me in disbelief. I shoved my hand in his face and he grumbled.

“Well, you like someone. You wouldn’t just take me on a road trip for no reason.”

“Can I just be a nice little sister?”


I smacked his chest and laughed as he leaned back and softly hummed some Lynyrd Skynyrd songs. (A/N: I feel like he would like them, idk)


“Wake up sleeping beauty we are here,” I said lightly hitting his shoulder.

He pushed me away from him and lead me to the main desk. The lady smiled at Clint and then asked me for I.D. After a few minutes she let me go through, and then I had to go through a metal detector. I sighed but abided by the rules. 

“I hate it so much” I whispered, making Clint laugh. 

We walked into Fury’s office while he was talking on the phone. Oops.

“Barton. Welcome back. Younger Barton. Nice to finally meet you.”

“Same to you, sir.”

I let Clint and Fury talk for a little bit while I waited outside. There were so many people who worked here. Can I get a job here? Not an Avenger job, but a desk job would be great.

“Excuse me, Miss?”

I glanced up from the floor and looked to the person who spoke. There was a little girl. Her mother stood a few feet behind.

“Hi, sweetheart. What do you need?”

“I saw you from across the room and you looked sad, so I asked my mommy if I could give you one of my cookies. Would you like one?”

I think my heart just exploded from overzealous amounts of cute.

“I would love a cookie.” 

She smiled and handed me a chocolate chip cookie. These were pretty good, no lie.

“This is sooooo good. Thank you so much, sweetie.”

She smiled and ran back to her mother, who gave a small nod. My faith in the next generation is growing. I finished the cookie and smiled to myself. I wish I –


I stood up and looked at Fury, who had a grin on his face. Rare from what I have been told.

“How would you like to join S.H.I.E.L.D?”


Clint was walking me around and showing me where I would be working. All of them were labs and doctoral offices. My Doctorate in physiology paid off. I had met Banner earlier and now we were headed to meet the rest of the crew.

We had finally reached the top floor, the penthouse. I almost had a heart attack from how loud the music was. When we walked into the room someone turned it off.

“Clint! You’re back! Is this your sister you always talk about?” Tony asked.

He rolled his eyes and nodded. Everyone introduced themselves, even though it wasn’t needed. 

“I’m (Y/N), but you can call me (Y/N/N).”


After hanging out for a bit I realized that I am really anti-social. Natasha tried to talk to me, but I just wasn’t keen on making friends with my brother’s old combat buddy.


I turned around to find Bucky. He had changed out of his mission wear and was now in gray sweatpants and a black t-shirt.

“Hey, Bucky,” I said quietly. 

“You know I remember you.”

My eyes widened. What? How could he?

“I know it sounds really creepy, but you were bringing Clint in after a holiday and you were leaving when you couldn’t get your car door to open. It was almost a year ago, but I remember you didn’t freak out when you saw my arm.”

I smiled slightly at the memory. I had just got the handle replaced and it was already breaking. I was pissed.

“Well, I’m glad you remember me. and,, you shouldn’t be ashamed of your arm, Bucky. You went through something that is specific to you and you alone. That’s part of your story. Let it play to your advantage, rather than define you from your past.”

A small smile came upon his face, and in reaction, I gave a genuine smile in return. I looked over slightly to check the time, but only caught a glimpse of Sam Wilson giving me a very nonchalant wink. 

Hopefully, Clint didn’t see that.


Guys! Let me know what you think! I will be posting a part two soon! I love you guys and thank you for reading! I hope you liked it! – Jen


I’m really anti-social. To a fault. My girlfriend is constantly telling me I have to make an effort to make more friends. I don’t like going to any of the parties, which I think is a good thing. The actors I look at and respect tend to go to work, do a really good job, occasionally pick up an award, but then disappear home and remain mysterious.

Happy Birthday, Maximilian Paul Diarmuid Irons! (October 17, 1985)

The Losers as Me in High School
  • <p> <b>Bill:</b> Chucks a bully's pencil case out of the open window, because he wouldn't stop throwing pieces of eraser at people.<p/><b>Beverly:</b> Gets ostracized by the girls, because the handsome student-teacher complimented my red lipstick during his presentation.<p/><b>Ben:</b> Gets asked to be quiet in English Lit, because my analyses are too advanced and I might "confuse" the other students.<p/><b>Mike:</b> Gets asked if I would be content with an A for history if it means the teacher won't have to read my 100-page essay.<p/><b>Eddie:</b> Is told to suck it up when I was having an asthma attack during PE, because "people with asthma compete in the Olympics all the time, so how bad can it really be?"<p/><b>Richie:</b> Gets called an anti-social asshole for months, because I cussed out a bunch of students when they cut in line in the restroom when my friend really had to go.<p/><b>Stan:</b> Gets detention, because I exposed and dragged my project partners in the middle of a presentation because they let me do all the work.<p/></p>

Friends and parents: do you see that she’s smiling while she’s on her phone who do you think she’s talking to do you think she’s talking to a boy what if she’s just pretending to be anti-social and has a boyfriend no one is that happy for no reason

Me: is either reading fanfiction, making up unrealistic scenarios in my head, or is looking at pictures of Sebastian Stan

Long theory, once again. Whoopsy

Alright so I saw a post saying that Jack has been covering his neck in the thumbnails for the videos posted yesterday. I see it now. I’ve also come to notice that Jack hasn’t been really posting anything on social media since the Anti video came out. Did you notice in the fan art video, he called Anti Jack? He also referred to himself in 3rd person: Jack this, Jack that. The fandom is currently freaking out about it all - you know, like we do with pretty much anything and everything that could be referred to Anti - and I may not be right in saying this, but I think I may know what’s going on.

So I, being an overthinking theorist, have come to a conclusion. Covering his neck in the thumbnails to hide the scar; not posting anything on social media, and if he does, it’s usually about Anti; referring to himself in 3rd person; calling Anti Jack; posting a video saying Jack isn’t dead the day after the Anti video was uploaded. All these hints are so obvious, it just seems too expected. So many people have noticed it and been thinking “This all seems a bit too obvious”, “Just what I expected.“Well, my dear Antisepticsupporters, I am about 94% sure that that is the point.
So my conclusion? Anti is controlling Jack and using reverse psychology to fool us into thinking that the obviousness is just to tease us. I myself believed that Jack was just trying to tease us and create a storm, only for us to find out that nothing is happening. But now, after spending hours contemplating why Anti/Jack would be so careless with this, I can see the point. To screw with our minds. If we think “Dude this is way too obvious to be legit”, We’re going to be so surprised when Anti returns.

And that, dear friends, is my little theory because I have nothing better to do than sit here and theorise everything to do with Jack and Anti.
You’re welcomeeee!

Edit: I also forgot to mention that Jack changed all his social media back from Anti stuff, except his Twitter banner. What’s that about, hmmmm? More reverse psychology. Edit 2: IM SHOOKETH. LIKE I SAID, ANTI IS NOT BEING SUBTLE ANYMORE. THE DEMONIC VOICES IN THE STAYIN ALIVE VIDEO STAND OUT

anonymous asked:

can you do some drabble or headcanon of prefall! gabe, prefall! jack and genji dealing with their s/o thats really anti-social and needy at the same time?

Author’s note: Internets been down since I got back home but I have some for the mean time. If you’ve sent in a Matchup it will be posted soon.

Aside from that, drabble time!

Gabriel Reyes

The bar raved when the team scored yet another touchdown. Gabriel grumbling angrily to himself and you about how his team could have easily avoided it. One hand held his beer and the other was kept in a fist as he watched the game intensely. You felt queasy. As the game played into the fourth quarter and tension began running high he bar was loud and bustling.  You’d much rather be home. With your hand carding his hair, head resting on his chest, his arms wrapped tightly around you.

“You alright, Amor?” He asked watching your uncomfortable expression. “You want to go home?”

You look around before leaning on him. “Yes.” You say rather meekly. Gabriel smiles, wrapping his large arm around you and pulling you into him. He waves down the bartender to pay his tab before pushing past the crowds of people with you close to his chest.

You smile, one step close to cuddle time.

Jack Morrison

You clung on the arm of your lovely boyfriend. A false smile on your lips as you pretend to be interested in the ramblings of another official. In moments, he directed his attention to you, almost making you flinch at the sudden shift. The hand on Jack’s arm tightens, your smile hurts and stutter out a reply. The commander cuts in before you feel the blush of embarrassment rise. Respectfully, He dismisses the two of you from the political official before pulling you aside asking if you’re alright.

“I’m fine.” You assure, a weary smile. “Just…” You look down moving your hand from his forearm into his large hand. He smiles, squeezing your hand reassuringly in understanding.

“Alright, Sweetheart.” He stands up tall, looking profession and polished. “You hold on tight and I’ll do the talking.”

Genji Shimada

Even after all these years, Genji still strived off attention and interaction with others. A trait you were much to aware when you first started dating. Currently, he sat with a crowd of your younger teammates. The sounds of their boisterous laughter combined with the music of the videogames they played having caught your attention.

You stood awkwardly in the doorway of the lounge room a bit intimidated by the crowd. You scanned over Genji looking at him nod his head enthusiastically something. You pucker your lips wanting nothing more than to plant them affectioning on his face. You watch for a moment more before his eyes catch yours and he tilts his head curiously. Shyly you wave him over causing the cyborg to immediately jump to his feet.

“Beloved, is something the matter?” He asks approaching you. You walked back a few steps away from the crowd and he follows suit. In the cover of the desolated hallway, you stutter over your thoughts not sure how to explain your need for affection. In the end, you motion him closer and he obliges. You take his helm in your hands, one on each side, and press a light kiss to the visor. Genji chuckles behind the mask, a blush rising to his cheeks hidden from you.

“Ah,” He says placing his hand on your wrist. “I see. Why don’t we return to our room for more…”? He pauses to lean his forehead on yours. “…privacy?”

You smile, nodding with enthusiasm.

“And in our everyday relations with our fellow-citizens, do you think that it is really judges, jailers; and police that hinder anti-social acts from multiplying? The judge, ever ferocious, because he is a maniac of Law, the accuser, the informer, the police spy, all those interlopers that live from hand to mouth around the law courts, do they not scatter demoralization far and wide into society? Read the trials, glance behind the scenes, push your analysis further than the exterior facade of law courts, and you will come out sickened.

Have not prisons–which kill all will and force of character in man, which enclose within their walls more vices than are met with on any other spot of the globe–always been universities of crime? Is not the court of a tribunal a school of ferocity? And so on.

When we ask for the abolition of the State and its organs we are always told that we dream of a society composed of men better than they are in reality. But no; a thousand times, no. All we ask is that men should not be made worse than they are, by such institutions!”

Kropotkin, Anarchism: Its Philosophy and Ideal (1896)