i dream of a world where people don’t always sexualize finn; where they don’t insult him and only talk about his body; where words like “he’s just a stripper” wouldn’t get used as insults because, hello, 1) we are in 2017 and y’all still shame strippers/sex workers? yikes 2) finn’s not just abs and a nice body? he’s a talented wrestler with 10+ years of career on his shoulders
i dream of a world where wwe doesn’t capitalize on it too, doesn’t exploit his look and then books him like shit; treats him just like a piece of meat instead of an athlete; doesn’t allow gross signs to the shows, doesn’t use camera angles that, if used on any women on the roaster would - JUSTIFIABLY SO - make people mad.
P.S. i could talk about all the homophobic comments finn gets on a daily basis too, but that would probably produce an essay on how toxic masculinity rules most of the company (no matter how “progressive” wwe tries to depict itself)
Fandom: My Hero Academia Characters/Relationship: Katsuki Bakugou, Ochako Uraraka, Kacchako Genre: Gen/Romance Rating: G Length:
2384 words Summary: Their lips brushed during a spar. It was an accident.
(basically, my take on the ‘accidental kiss’ trope)
Uraraka quickly dodged Bakugou’s right hook, fist barely grazing her cheek as she moved out of range. She reached out to grab his outstretched hand, but he spun around before she could, seeing her strategy and crushing it with an explosion to the back.
She grunted at the pain but refused to go down–she used the smoke to her advantage and put her training from Gunhead to good use; she locked her arms around his, using all her body weight to throw him overhead,
catching him off guard–and before he could react, his back hit the ground with a resounding bang, the wind knocked out of his lungs. As he gasped, she took the chance to sit on his chest, pinning him down with her knee.
Bakugou struggled against her grip as she tried valiantly to hold him down.
“It’s not over yet, Uraraka!” He shouted, glaring with sharp eyes and quickly shoving her off of him, knocking her off balance.
Soon, they devolved into wrestling each other on the ground, pushing and shoving and kicking, each trying to get the upper hand, victory just within grasp, until–