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how about a big brother reigen

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AU where Joey ends up Kaiba’s body guard when he returns back to Japan from the US in his mid 20s cuz his MILF girlfriend dumped him so he ran away and now has to reckon with old crush on the most intense man on earth. Also head canon for his mum actually being Italian-American, so he learned English at home at a young age from someone with a Brooklyn accent, so boom, that’s why he talks like that in English. Uhhhh i have lots more thoughts on this with @crownorclover but who knows if i’ll ever draw them. Sure’s been fun chatting about them tho :D

Also the body guard pic without a filter so you can see how not good i am with colours, under the cut

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What about aged up Momo and Okarun? Just nerdy male wife and badass girl boss married couple

Maybe like this? I want to doodle them more like this maybe :)

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Even if you were a difficult child, you didn't deserve to be hurt.

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#yami jonochi

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Light in the dark

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Journey to the past

A/N: This is my first drabble ever, and I hope you guys enjoy it💕

Word count: 1100 words

As the grey clouds overtook the sky, the downpour of rain swept through Seasoning City, with the stream of precipitation falling against the window of Serizawa’s apartment space. After a long day of work at Spirits & Such, Serizawa eventually settled down, clearing the Gyudon he had for dinner and tidying up his video game collections, he reminisced the laughter and chatter from earlier that still echoed in his mind, a sweet reminder of the good people he met along the way —Reigen, Mob, Dimple and others.

Exhaustion soon wrapped around him as he closed his eyes, the world fading away as he eventually fell asleep with the rhythmic sound of the rain patterning against the window, creating a soothing backdrop.

As the depth of his dreams engulfed him, a muffled sound pulled at his consciousness, a soft echo that felt both familiar and foreign. Like a whispering of a long-old memory. As the sounds grew clear Serizawa could make up the words that were being said. Words that came from his past self.

“I’m not normal…I’m a monster.”

The more he concentrated on the words, his eyes opened abruptly to see himself in his old bedroom, standing behind his past self from several years ago.

The familiarity of the blue hue from the TV screen dimly lit the small space of his old bedroom. The scent of the leftover food packaging and the overabundance of rubbish that scattered on the foundations of the room brought back the memories that he spent as a shut-in. Fifteen years of his life spent self-loathing about the sentiment of feeling like an outsider. Fifteen years of thinking he was a monster due to not being able to control his Esper power. And fifteen long painful years of living with the strong fear of losing himself and hurting the ones around him.

“Why am I like this?” His past self pondered quietly. Catching sight of his broken past-self brooding brought him out of his daze, seeing the sight of his former self crumble into themselves reminded him more of his past. But also reminded him more of how far he became the man he is now today. Serizawa made his way towards his previous self slowly, taking care of his steps to try his best not to startle him. The closer Serizawa came, the more he thought nervously about what he was going to say to him.

As he reached to his self, Serizawa extended his hand to touch his shoulder. He looked at his past self and thought, “You—no, me… Was I so self-loathing before?” He saw the earlier version of himself, with curly dark-brown hair, and a messy, shabby appearance. As Serizawa touched him, his past self became alarmed and spoke back.

“What was that?! Get away from me!” His past self recoiled violently away from the contact as if Serizawa’s fingers had scorched the skin of his shoulder. “I don't want to hurt you, please!”

Serizawa stumbled away with shock. “I-I am sorry! I just wanted to—”

“Why! Why—why did I have to be born with these Esper powers… it's like I’ve been cursed for just existing in this world!” His words failing him, as the waves of his despair crashed over him, the room felt suffocating as if they were closing in on him. “I can't even look at myself in the mirror without feeling sick about the thought of hurting the people around me, the thought about what my mother thinks of me, the thought of how I will never be seen as normal by anybody!”

He sank to the floor, feeling the full weight of despair. Serizawa gazed behind his past self with understanding and reassurance. He approached him again more gently.

“Hey, you,” he whispered to his past self. “I understand dearly about what you feeling right now, the self-loathing, the fear, the anguish of what our Esper powers can do if we lose ourselves with our emotions.”

Serizawa turned around gradually to meet face to face with another version of himself, allowing Serizawa to see his past-self properly, remembering how baggy his brown eyes use to be with his shabby complexion.

“Is it possible?” his past self questioned with self-doubt. “Is it possible for us to become a better person?”

As the two versions of Serizawa finally looked into each other's eyes, a sense of understanding blossomed.

"It's okay to feel lost… but we have the power to change our story. Let's embrace who we are and use our abilities to protect those we love. We can be more than our fears." Serizawa pulled his hands out in front of him to welcome his past self with compassion. With a nod, the past him felt a spark of hope ignite within him. The suffocating darkness began to lift around him, replaced by a newfound determination. The Esper powers were not a curse to him, but they were capable of greatness. He has the power to forge his path and choose his own decisions himself.

“Thank you…” he whispered. “Thank you for this”

He felt a sense of peace and serenity as he reached to Serizawa's hands, reciprocating his feeling of gratitude for the words he had said to him. Within the dream, Serizawa felt a small tugging at his unconscious state. The sound of his alarm awakening him from his sleep gradually pulling Serizawa from the depths of sleep.

As the first light of dawn crept over the horizon, the sun bathed the room in a warm, golden glow that filtered through the curtains, casting delicate patterns on the walls in his bedroom. The repetitive tune of his alarm clock made him reluctantly stir beneath the comfort of his soft blanket, feeling the warmth wrap around him like a comforting embrace. He felt the warmth wrap around him like a comforting embrace. As he stretched his arms above his head, his body responded with a contented yawn, releasing any lingering remnants of sleep.

In the transition from dreams to reality, Serizawa’s mind drifted to the vivid dream he had just experienced. Seeing his past self, the version of himself who was burdened with self-doubt and insecurity. He vividly recalled the words he had spoken to that younger version: words of reassurance, compassion, and understanding that had resonated deeply in that dreamscape. The profound impact of that exchange lingered as if those very words lifted a heavy veil of self-loathing that he had worn for far too long.

He couldn't go back to who he was before.. But at least now he could love who he become.

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HAPPY HALLOWEEN! 🎃👻

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los tres..psychics??

anya follows them around after she senses their psychic abilities- saiki doesn't wanna babysit her, and mob was calling reigen.. she follows them both

reigen recruits her. child labor force !!!

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those two are living in completely different high school anime genres

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brothers.

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Learning to be a hero

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WARNING SLIGHT DANDADAN SPOILERS

Nothing major, but still, just be aware I'll be talking about some minor details we have from the manga so far.

One of the biggest curiosities for me is Okarun's home life and family. As Dandadan has 175 chapters out and well, there's still nothing on his family or home life. And he's the only major lead character to just not have anything offered.

We know Momo's parents are dead and she lives with her grandma.

We know Aira lives with her father.

We know Jiji lives with his parents.

But we just got zilch on Okarun himself.

And there's just some odd and slightly concerning details I see that make me wonder if things at home are ok.

In the age of tech, Okarun has a flip phone over a smart phone.

Nor does he have a computer at home.

And then you have detail of him wanting to be abducted by aliens, even as a kid.

Which suggests that home isn't really a home for him, he place he doesn't like returning to. A place he'd rather leave. To literally be taken by aliens.

In contrast, the Ayase residence he happily refers to feeling like home. A place to belong and to feel happy to be.

And there are times he stays at the Ayase residence for a good few days, and there's just nothing on needing to contact family. Why, at the end of dealing with Turbo Granny's curse, when he's finally going home without needing Momo to suppress the curse, he's about to bike home without someone coming to get him.

Mindful, I could just be overthinking what his set up could be, as we just don't really have any information on what his home life and family is like. But man I just kinda wonder, is his home life ok?

So I'm curious on what a majority think.

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Hey guys, let's blow this alley!

Illustration for Zach, Milo and Brad before they left the roles of Babkak, Kassim, and Omar this past Sunday. Miss em already!