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Queer_Kid
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Queer-coded Cartoon Villain.
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March 22, 2025 at 4:44 AM
He blinked droplets out of his eyes and swiped stray strands of hair out of his face as he straightened up. 

His eyes met golden ones when he looked in the mirror again.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
He’d take a shower when he got home. Taking out makeup wipes from his duffle bag, he began to scrub away the makeup sweat-streaked across his face. He leaned over the sink in the dressing room, splashing warm water on his face to further assist in the process.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
Hina nodded before clomping his way to the dressing room the club had set aside for their band to get ready in. Sighing, Hina looked at his arms. There was no way he could do anything about the black body paint smeared from the black tipped claws up to mid bicep.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
“Hina, you go get changed while we pack the equipment into the van.” Sasuki commanded, taking on his usual role of group dad. He lifted his t-shirt from where he had left it on the drum case backstage.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
“Oh, shit!” Rio yelled, “ you have work tomorrow, don’t you?” he asked. Grimacing Hina nodded. “We better get packed and get you back, huh?” He said. Hina nodded again and they all stood as a group.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
“What can we do to help?” Sasuki asked, concern evident on his sharp face. Taking a swallow of water, Hina shook his head. 
“Nothing some honey lemon tea won’t fix” he croaked, “I can make some at the shop in the morning.” He settled into a low whisper.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
“Amazing!” Hina croaked before wincing at the sound of his own voice. “I might have slightly over done it though.” He rasped, grimacing at the cracks and squeaks as he spoke, sipping water to alleviate the scratchiness. The other members winced while laughing at the outcome.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
The usually quiet basset smirking, “yeah,” his low voice came. Hina laughed as Kanato, the keyboardist, and Kaito, the lead guitarist started shoving each other on the shared loveseat. 
“How’d it feel, Hina?” Kaito asked, having won the impromptu shoving contest, his legs resting over Kanatos’s own.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
“Man!” Rio exclaimed, twirling his drumsticks around his index fingers, “what a rush!” he leaned back against the leather sofa back. Sasuki pushed his long black hair away from his face, the sweat soaked strands staying in place after his hand dropped to dangle between his thick thighs.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
“Thank you all for coming out!” Hina waved goodbye before disappearing behind the curtains in the backstage area. Together they sat on the sofas in the lounge area, each chugging water while the next set played.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
By the time their set was over, Hina had makeup sliding down his face and sweat settling in the lining of his pants. He sang the last notes as the music tapered off. The crowd went wild as Hina and the rest of the band bowed.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
Hina sang, danced and strutted across the stage, the crowd chanting and cheering every note. The crowd was so dense and the stage lights so bright that Hina didn’t see the golden eyes watching him on stage.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
Taking a steadying breath, he released the curtain before joining his bandmates at center stage, his clunky boots clomping across the wooden floor. The lights in the club dimmed as the opening to their first number started to play. Song after song played on their set list.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
Hina stood backstage, his heart pounding away in his chest. He had already tied his silver hair back, a black waist corset wrapped around his already small frame. Black clawed hands gripped the curtains as he gazed out at the gathering crowd.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
his usual companions hesitantly following after.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
Hina’s excited squeals reached new decibels as he jumped, wrapping his arms around Rio’s neck as Rio spun him around the coffee shop. 
They continued to chatter animatedly, neither of them acknowledging Chisaki slamming a half empty cup into the trash and storming out,
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
“At the Coffin Club next Friday.” Rio said, “we’re opening for another band that goes on after, but listen!” Rio said, his large hands clasping Hina’s small waist. “That’s not all. We’re playing live on Present Mic’s radio show!” Rio exclaimed.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
waggling his eyebrows as Hina gasped, straightening up. 
“No way!” Hina exclaimed, bouncing a little in place before rushing around the counter and into Rio’s waiting arms. “Where? When?” he exclaimed.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
“Guess what I’ve got~” Rio sang, a teasing grin spreading wider on his face. 
“Mmm…” Hina pretended to think, “some kind of mental disorder?” He teased back. 
“HA!” Rio threw his head back and laughed, “who doesn’t?” He joked. “But, no. I got us a gig.” Rio said,
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
“Hey, Hina,” Rio said, leaning on the counter, a goofy smile ever present on his handsome face. 
“Hey, Rio! What’s going on?” Hina responded, settling closer to his friend, leaning forward on crossed arms. Neither of them noticed how the man tensed at their close proximity to each other.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
Things changed again when Hina’s bandmate came in after he had sat down. 
Rio was a large man, over 6ft tall and 200 pounds of pure muscle. His sandy dreads and ocean blue eyes contrasted handsomely with his dark skin.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
The following week changed. Instead of leaving after getting his cup of tea, the man and his group sat at one of the freshly wiped down tables. He just sat and watched Hina serve customers. He would finish his tea before discarding the cup and leading the boisterous group out of the cafe.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
Per usual, the shop was empty at this time in the morning however, the shop would soon be flooded with customers jonesing for a caffeine hit.
“Good to know.” He said, grabbing the paper cup and leaving the shop with his entourage. Hina felt a shiver go down his spine again.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM
wet wipe. 
“Mm..” He said, toying with the cup. “Is that a weekly thing?’ He asked. 
“Uh… yeah.” Hina said, beginning to clean the machines in preparation for the next order.
January 30, 2025 at 4:33 AM