madimpossibledreamer

After that lovely transphobic post on AO3’s reddit (during Pride month no less) I’ve done a self-analysis and found something interesting. Now, I don’t write anything explicit, so I will never fall on that side of things, but I do write trans characters. Some of whom are dysphoric. Some of whom are not. And what I’ve found is that the characters that tend to be otherwise insecure I tend to write as dysphoric, whereas the more confident ones I don’t. (Mostly: Jotaro. And, oddly enough, partly Yagami in Pigeon and Crane; I did have him get top surgery but I realize that I not once actually refer to him having gotten bottom surgery. And he’s only partly dysphoric: he hates others seeing him as feminine, and having breasts bugged him, but I don’t think he gets dysphoric about anything else, so he probably didn’t.) It sucked having to read so many people be transphobic in Pride month (or, for some of them, gatekeeping, like ‘you’re not a real queer if you x’ which it’s 2024 this needs to stop 10 years ago let alone today), but it was cool seeing so many trans people pop up and force people to articulate their transphobia and stick up for each other and it actually made me think about my own writing, so. Something positive came out of that at least.

i thought yagami was being a smart aleck handing his business card wrong to people he doesn't like
but i was wrong
he does that to everybody

yagami should have a whole speech about the ethics and legality about bathroom cameras but seriously he really does like hanging out there in the grey area of the law huh

lost judgment tutorial: yagami is highly tempted to just take the koro-nyan on the desk

It’s ‘there’s the rub’ and ‘ace up their sleeve’.

( lost in thought for once )

( living past tragedy )

        “In the name of my grandfather, we’ll solve this case!”  Kyoko exclaims.  Her brother would roll his eyes at her fondly.  Yagami-san just smiles, though he’s a bit bemused.  As usual.
        “Well, I’m always impressed by your enthusiasm,” he states, and—oh yeah, he hadn’t read the classics.  Why would he have read manga?
        She points a ‘threatening’ finger at him.  “You have homework to do, Yagami-san.”
        He salutes.  “Yes, ma’am.”  It’d be mocking if he didn’t actually mean it.

Inspired by session 5 of the cowboy bebop netflix

        Ta-bo is just kind of…lying over the couch when he returns.  It’s entirely possible that he and Saori managed to go out, bag themselves a bounty, and return before he did, but given his terrible luck today and the cans of beer on the table, he’s fairly certain he doesn’t have to ask.
        Instead, he just collapses on the opposite chair, groaning, and Ta-bo opens his eyes and glances over, bleary gaze sharpening as he stares at Masaharu with those eyes that pick out little details most of all when he doesn’t want him to do that.
        “Are you okay?” he asks hesitantly, and Masaharu sighs.  He doesn’t particularly want to answer.
        His partner is lazy and a big believer in the power of…what is it, inner xia?  But he gets to his feet easily enough and makes his way over, still graceful enough on his feet despite the slight hesitation in his steps that says he’s a little tipsy, maybe even drunk, but he holds it well.  “Never mind, don’t answer.  I don’t know why I asked when it was pretty obvious.  You hurt?  Anything I can do?”
        “I could use a beer,” he responds, even though technically he is kinda hurt, in some sense of the word.  He really doesn’t want to deal with it right now.
        “We kind of drank them all.  Saori drank me under the table, figuratively.”  At least he sounds apologetic.
        Kaito groans.  “I take it back.  I liked it better when the two of you weren’t getting along.”
        “Come on.  I don’t have many woos, but I can probably buy you at least one beer.”  Tak holds out a hand to pull Kaito up.  His hand is warm and strong, like his smile.