#A silent voice manga panel

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ﾟ✧ Koe no Katachi ୨୧ A Silent Voice ✧ﾟ

[mrcoolzguyz]

I love this panel like so much bru

[mitski-lyrics-glued-together]

lorde wasn’t kidding when she wrote “it drives you crazy getting old”. how do ppl even cope with the emotional burden of being a young adult?!

[pebble-ink]

A little thing about me!

Hello! My name is Alice and here's a little post that i made for my blog. It's an introduction for this blog. I hope you enjoy! I am a demigirl lesbian, i go by any pronouns, but I prefer she/they if you don't mind. And i like coloring manga panels for anime's that i like. Here's the list of the following that you can ask me about coloring! And the list of Bands and Artists that i listen to as well!

Bungou stray dogs

Demon slayer

Komi can't communicate

a silent voice

Heartstopper ( I know it's not a anime it's still one of my favs!)

Toilet Bound Hanako-kun

Heavens offical blessing

the promised neverland

chainsaw man

spy x family

Given!

Yurri! On ice

Sk8 the infinity!

This is the list of stuff that you can recommend me to color. Along with a comic/manga panel of your choice. Don't forget to add colors for the panels.

If your going to repost my work please use the #shoko colors. I check that tag every day, so when you repost use it!

Also here is a list of bands/ artists that i like. So you can recommend songs from them to be added in my next time lapse on YouTube!

Lovejoy (Obvi)

2.Arctic Monkeys

3.Sir Chloe

4.Cavetown

5.Girl in red

6.Billie elish

7.Penelope Scott

8.Lyn lapid

9.Frances forever

10.Mitski

11.ghost and pals

12.Beetlebug

13.Wilbur soot

14.Given

you can recommend me artist or bands that i should listen too as well! And if you want any of their songs above just message me or send an ask and i'll tag you in that post. Same thing with submissions or asks for coloring manga panels!!!

I will update this page whenever i can. So just be prepared for different messages when you click on my blog!

Thank you for sticking along, have a nice day or night where ever you are at. See you soon!

I update this blog every single day, so i hope you guys can check it out. Also i post time lapse of my manga panels on you tube the link will be below. I stream on Mondays around 12 or 1 pacific time. So come and check it out if you want i'll link that too.

-Alice

ps: Here is the you tube link and the twitch. The twitch would work so here's my user: mygayazs

Have a nice day now!

[phant0mth1ef]

chapter 3: stupid, stupid game.

“so how sure are we about your boyfriend not wanting a boyfriend?” the sudden voice made you jump, you’d forgotten how often monoma liked to show up uninvited, especially when it was late at night and you were already weary of intruders.

“what? i don’t have a boyfriend.” you poured the blueberries into the mixture beforing combining them with the batter.

“i know that. i meant bakugou.” monoma made his way to your fridge, opening it and picking out a snack you’d frequently bought just because of how often he was over at your place.

“oh. well what makes you say that?” you were quiet, too quiet for monoma’s liking. he frowned.

“well, he’s always rambling about stupid deku this, stupid deku that.” he spoke while eating his food, a pet peeve he knew you had.

“hey, are you okay?” monoma asked once he finished, you’d been silent and your main focus was watching your muffins rise in the oven.

“m’fine.” you mumbled, eyes not once leaving where your pan sat on the second rack.

“is this about that shindo thing? you’re not over him?”

“s’not about shindo. s’about the fact that he was able to go pro after everything he did to me. just not fair.” you sighed, rubbing your eyes.

“well, i can assure you that he’s a second rate hero at best. nothing special. and i would know, i’m the most special in terms of heroes. also think of it this way, if you do end up getting bakugou, you could totally make shindo feel like shit.” monoma head to where your dishes were sitting in the sink, turning on the water and grabbing the sponge. after all, he was the one who ate most of your treats, he should be the one to clean up.

“i guess you’re right.” you sat on the counter next to the sink, monoma’s blonde hair sticking out in contrast to your dark themed kitchen.

-

bakugou didn’t know what urged him to watch your stream. he didn’t really know how he got to your page, seeing that your profile picture was a manga panel of gojo, perfect for your username.

he didn’t know how he ended up staring at his phone at night, nor how he ended up actually laughing at your commentary.

at first, he’d only watched your stream because kirishima had put him onto it, saying how you were genuinely a pretty funny person aside from all the thirst comments that you’d make about pro hero dynamight.

of course, he couldn’t let your ego get inflated so he was under a screen name.

you didn’t know that. so you’d continued to speak freely about the pro hero, even while you were in the lobby waiting to respawn.

“as i was saying, lowkey dynamight would make a great father. but i-.” your voice was cutoff as you were killed by someone under the username phant0mth1ef on fortnite, your bestfriend’s laugh echoing through your headset as you stopped, your viewers watching as your mouth dropped open. bakugou watching as your mouth dropped open.

you ended the call with monoma, and closed the fortnite app as your face stayed the same, your mouse racing across the screen as you put your headset down, getting up from your chair to go grab a snack.

“why do people play fortnite. it’s a stupid, stupid game it does not work.” a fake german accent in your voice as your door open and shut. your viewers continuing to talk in your chat.

and for the first time since watching your streams, bakugou let out a genuine laugh.

tags! : @sukunasbottomlefteyeball @pixiesluver @kanvis

[earthtooz]

x : APOLOGY ACCEPTED :*+ﾟ

in which: isagi doesn't like it when you give him the silent treatment.

warnings: 1.9k wc, gn!reader, fluff with a little angst, ooc!isagi (i tried), mentions of manhandling, sleepy isagi, mentions to arguments. food.

a/n: I FEEL ILL REREADING THIS why is this so bad hELP. for being the main character, it's hard asf to get good manga panels of isagi lol. anyways. enjoy this shit piece xx i can't believe this is my first isagi fic and i did him so wrong, i'm so sorry cri

“y/n?” echoes a voice from down the hallway, one laced with grogginess and fatigue, paired with the gentle padding of footsteps trudging their way to where you resided in the living room. in your periphery, isagi rounds the corner shirtless and messy bedhair, and not sparing him a glance proved itself a challenge. 

usually, you would’ve sprung up from your seat and greeted him good morning, but the soreness of your throat is a harsh reminder of the argument you had last night, and thinking too hard about it would press into the bruises of your ego, resurfacing awkward and sour feelings. yet, you still had to fight to contain the butterflies in your stomach upon seeing him and it becomes harder to fight when you realise that the first thing isagi did since waking up was find you, not even brushing his teeth or putting on a shirt. 

as adorable as he was, you don’t know what to say to him, unsure of where you stood since you both just went to bed last night, the problem never resolving itself. 

isagi’s face however, upon seeing you, lit up with a smile as bright as a thousand suns and endearing enough to crumble your resolve but you persevere with your tough facade. the true stake to the heart is the way his face drops when noticing your reluctance to acknowledge him. 

"y/n?" he asks again as greeting, waddling over to stand before you. you still don't look up at him from your phone. "why are you awake so early?"

silence.

"y/n?" prods the soccer star who now seats himself beside you, hand shaking yours a little in hopes of getting your attention. "you're mad at me, aren't you?"

you don’t know how to respond, remaining silent despite the countless words brewing in your mind that were unable to spill over to form a sentence. should you be nice? mean? petty? you could never have the heart to do the latter two, but-

"-i'm sorry," he mutters, placing his chin on your shoulder so he could give you his best puppy-dog eyes. you don’t react, no matter how hard you had to fight to not look at him because you knew that if you did, you’d crumble right into his arms. 

you miss the way his frown deepens with every shake of your shoulder that you ignore.

“you know i don’t like it when people ignore me.”

despite your cold shoulder, he still lingers around you, just now fast asleep after prying a spot on your lap for his head to fit, disturbing your peace with his hesitant invasion. naturally, you run your hands through his raven hair, lounging in the morning sun with your phone in one hand and your soccer sensation of a boyfriend in your lap.

eventually, the tranquillity is ruined alongside the urge to use the bathroom, but the difficult part of said task however, was getting isagi off your lap which turned out to be a carefully organised operation. gently lifting his head, you manage to shuffle away before laying him back down. somehow you manage to keep him from rousing, leaving you to tiptoe away without making much noise.

you went as far as you could because when you opened the bathroom door againÇ, isagi was lingering outside, slumber still evident in his face as he blinks sleepily at you. so much for leaving without waking him.

“oh. hi,” he greets, voice still ridden with sleep. he rubs his eye innocently, streaks of his nap engrained on his skin. 

he grumbles a sleepy murmur of your name as you slip away around him, giving isagi the chance to latch on to your waist. this wasn’t the silent treatment you were imagining, but you have half a mind and even less of a desire to shrug your boyfriend off, no matter how difficult your predicament is. 

“i need to brush my teeth,” the athlete mutters, dragging you into the bathroom with him. “we can do skincare together.”

you don’t have it in you to tell isagi that you’ve already done your morning routine so you settle for doing it a second time. not like it’ll hurt anyone, especially not your skin.

wordlessly, you do your morning routine alongside him and it’s oddly peaceful without the usual talking and music in the background. you get more of a chance to admire isagi and his boyish features, shyly looking away from his gaze every time his eyes meet yours in the bathroom mirror. after putting away all the products, you don’t move very far before the dark-haired latches himself to you again.

he remains like that even as you continue with chores and tasks you assigned yourself, deciding that there’s no place he’d rather be than half-asleep behind you whilst you sort through laundry, organise your drawers, and fix organise the kitchen cabinets. he’s gracious enough to help a little, holding spices and cans here and there.

if you tried to shake him off, isagi would grumble and come right back, never straying too far away for too long.

his insistence to stay like this was endearing, but very irritating, especially it was hindering your productive. however, your will to scold him for it is at an all-time low so you’ll have to continue living with another being wrapped around you until isagi gives up or you tell him off.

you didn’t have to wait long for the latter. after you were done with organising- or rather when isagi was fed up of standing, he drags you right back to your shared bedroom, silently arranging the two of you on your shared bed with his strength, moving you into a comfortable position under the duvet. 

“please stop,” you demand quietly as if you were silent enough, you wouldn’t technically break the silent treatment.

he immediately perks up at the sound of your voice and his name on your lips, a wide smile breaking out on his face. “babe!” isagi flops on you, the ‘oof’ that escapes you not going unnoticed, “you talked.”

“isagi, please give me some space.”

the smile on the soccer player’s face completely melts away and he furrows his eyebrows, causing guilt to strike you in the heart as he reluctantly moves away from you. the use of his last name in comparison to his usual, affectionate-filled nicknames didn’t soften the blow directed at him either. 

“is this because of last night?” he asks, resting his chin on your sternum. “i’m sorry about everything that i said.”

“isagi,” he stops rambling. “please, i just need some space right now.” 

“okay, i’m sorry. i’ll go now.”

he shuffles out from under the covers rather quickly, picking up a shirt from his closet before walking out with it half-on. you call out his name only to hear the front door slam close and you wince slightly at the sound, guilt weighing heavily on your heart.

when you said you needed space you didn’t mean for isagi to leave the apartment completely.

if you had set your boundaries clearer this morning maybe you could have avoided this scenario. now isagi’s out of the house and you don’t know where he’s even going or when he’s returning and the thought is enough to scare you, riddling you with enough anxiety for your heart to sink to your feet. it’s getting hard to breathe too and your mind is racing with countless thoughts that all pile on top of each other.

texting isagi was a flunk too, he left his phone at home and only took his wallet. 

what did you do? what time would he be back? 

could he have gone to bachira’s? nagi’s? without his phone though? isagi wouldn’t usually go very far without a device at the very least. maybe he’s just out for a walk to clear his mind. yeah, that sounds right, isagi loves walks after all so who knows when he’ll be back. speaking of walking, you might benefit from one right now too-

“-i’m home!” a voice shouts out, breaking you out of your funk like hammer shattering a glass.

practically running out of the bedroom, you disregard the shards of hurt, running over them to see isagi staring at you with wide eyes. he holds a bakery bag and a bouquet of flowers- your favourites, in one hand and the apartment keys in the other.

“oh, y/n, are you okay?” he asks fondly, setting the bag down on the kitchen counter before wandering over to you. without thinking, you reel him in to a hug when he’s close enough, half jumping onto him as the soccer player catches you effortlessly, surprised by your sudden show of affection. “i thought you were mad at me?”

“you scared me, you doofus,” you say into his shoulder with a watery laugh, relief flooding your body like no other at the feeling of his warmth against yours again. “don’t just leave like that ever again.”

“i’m sorry! i wanted to say sorry because of how big of a dick i was to you last night and this morning.”

“you left so abruptly! i thought i angered you even more or something,” you laugh, all watery and emotional. 

isagi snakes a hand up to your face, cradling it. “that wasn’t my intention, i didn’t mean to scare you.”

“apology accepted and i’m sorry too. i was mean to you last night as well and i should have communicated properly with you this morning. wasn’t fair on my end.”

“apology accepted,” he says with a charmingly boyish grin. you have an urge to kiss it off. “i love you.”

“you make it so hard to stay mad at you. i love you too,” you mutter before isagi’s pressing his lips to yours, pouring all his love for you to breathe in, filling you with reassurance. you smile against him, unable to contain it, which then causes him to mimic you, and the kiss breaks away because the two of you are laughing too much. 

isagi will be the death of you. 

your eyes glance behind him and the striker follows your line of sight. “i got your favourite cake too by the way, last one the bakery had. guess i’m one lucky guy, huh?”

“the stars aligned perfectly just for you.” 

“i agree,” mutters isagi before leaning in to leave a kiss on your forehead. 

“should we have some cake now?” you question, loosening your arms around him to back away and  faltering when he doesn’t let you. his grip around your waist is tight and unforgiving as mischief shines in the dark-haired’s eyes.

then, he pulls you right back, peppering your face in endless kisses whilst you giggle in response to each one. the more he plants the more you want to pull away out of reflex but his hold forbid for you to travel too far, leaving you vulnerable to all of his advances.

“i love you,” he repeats with each press against your skin.

“yoichi, stop!” you giggle. the sound is a remedy to his pain.

“can’t stop, i have a whole day of affection to make up for.”

you shove his shoulder teasingly, “later.”

“later. i’ll never make you mad again, i swear. that was the worst day of my life. next time you do this, i’d rather you end me.”

[imalwaysaslutforthevoid]

The Summer Hikaru Died and onomatopoeia

I've wanted to gush about this topic for a while and i have no organized thoughts but a lot of feelings i need to get out. First and foremost being "Holy shit this manga is so damn loud" which is a weird feeling to have since manga is generally understood to be a silent medium.

And yet the Mangaka MokuMoku Ren has filled their work to the brim with sound. Now comics using onomatopoeia (words that echo a noise ie: crunch) is nothing new the sound of a fist hitting it's target and walls being wrecked is nothing new. But usually onomatopoeia is worked into whatever action is resulting in the noise

adding both a sense of motion as well as sound. Which is what makes The Summer Hikaru Died's use of it so unique and compelling. To utilize onomatopoiea you have to give up on space that could otherwise be going to deatil work in the background or foreground. Now this is fine with smaller unobtrusive effects like Wolverine's claw extending, and there's numerous example's where a sound will take up large portions of the page to show how loud something like a bomb going off is. But i've yet to see another comic western or otherwise so consistently use this facet of the medium to instill such claustrophobia and dread. As a slower paced horror manga The Summer Hikaru Died builds it's suspense mostly through atomosphere, the supernatural happenings weighing on the surrounding evironment until they break the surface

The use of sound is heavy, it's harsh, it's a vehicle to show how wrong things have gotten from the whisper of "it's coming" heard in the ringing bell of a train crossing to the omnipresent call of birds, bugs, and frogs that pushes in on the paneling shrinking the world with their cacophony.

the way sound shrinks the world making reader and character both feel suffocated by the drone is matched by how the manga uses silence as a way to make the characters feel exposed and vulnerable. the page is now empty of distraction the world of the story on full display and it still feels wrong it's agorophobic, at least amidst the din there was some sense of anonymity being just one voice among hundrends.

even the speech bubble feels out of place as it wanders off desperate to fill the space. The manga is full of these moments of sound and silence in some dance with eachother always too much or too little, never comfortable. It adds a lot to the horror of the manga, and is just one part of many that makes The Summer Hikaru Died such an excellent manga, every chapter I can feel my skin crawl as the setting becomes more hostile to the charactres while they uncover more of the truth of their circumstances.

[pernesophe]

Wind Breaker Boys x Touch Starved Reader

(Minors, Ageless and Blank Blogs DNI)

Synopsis: How the Wind Breaker boys would handle a touch averse / touch starved S/O.

Characters in this post are:

Sako Kota (TW: fluff, comfort)

Hiragi Toma (TW: comfort, fluff, suggestive at the end)

Master List (I have no rights to these characters, the works they come from, or the art/screenshots/manga panels used in this post)

Kota Sako

(~1181 wc)

Sako and you have been dating for a short while - only a few months at this point. Though you usually don’t initiate physical contact - and have even shied away from it in past relationships - you have started to feel safer with Sako than you’ve felt with anyone before, so you decide that you want to cross that bridge with him. 

In the first week that you two started seeing each other Sako had the opportunity to witness a conversation between you and your parents when he came over to hang out. They barely registered his presence, and when they spoke to you - completely straight faced - they asked for updates on school. When you tried to introduce them to Sako they just nodded and pressed you more about school, to which your face dropped and you recited your recent accomplishments as if you were in some business meeting. All they said was, “okay, keep it up,” before leaving for some event. No hug or kiss goodbye, no praise or pat on the back, not even a simple “good job” over your school. 

After they left, you tried to apologize to Sako for how rude they were, but he just waved you off. From how you acted towards them it was obvious that they didn’t have an issue with him - they were just incredibly stiff people. He had stared at you for a long moment until you said, “what” with a curious tilt of your head.

“Good job,” he said simply and you chuckled at him and repeated your question. “School. You’ve been doing really well in school - good job.” He explained himself before repeating the praise, a little more firmly this time. That was the first time you ever shed tears in front of Sako - not big boohoo weeping, but just a few that you quickly wiped away. The two of you didn’t discuss your parents or your relationship with physical affection after that, but Sako was an extremely observant guy and seemed to grasp the situation immediately.

Because you two never discussed it, you've not so subtly been plucking up the courage to hold his hand for the past week, but you keep chickening out at the last second. He’s been an exceptionally good sport about it - not saying anything - but, as mentioned previously, he is observant. So, he has absolutely noticed out of the corner of his vision when you reach forward to grab his hand, but then you’d quickly pull away - a soft dusting of pink tinting your cheeks.

Finally, one night when the two of you are walking by the canal you reach for his hand again, but this time when you start to pull away, Sako silently closes the distance without even looking and gracefully envelops your hand in his. He only throws a glance your way when he hears you make a sputtering sound from his side, only to see you staring at the ground and blushing up to the tips of your ears.

”This is what you wanted, right?” He asks calmly, with an inquisitive arch of his brow. Slowly, you nod without meeting his hazelnut eyes - moving your other hand to fidget with your sleeve that’s now rubbing against his.

”Ye-yeah, but I was too scared to hold your hand first… I’m just not used to…” you slowly start to explain yourself in a small voice before trailing off. As you fidget with your sleeve more, you gingerly tuck your finger under the fabric of his jacket and hook it around his wrist for a little more comfort.

”I know.” Sako says simply, causing you to look up at him in shock, only to find him smiling serenely down at you. Your eyes widen as the realization dawns on you that of course your ultra quiet and observant boyfriend noticed every single one of your attempts over the past week. A small, grateful smile tugs at your lips.

”Thank you, Sako,” you murmur gratefully. Moving your hand from his wrist up to his bicep where you hold onto him there as you both continue walking hand in hand.

”Anytime,” he murmurs back as he squeezes your hand gently - a light pink dusting across his cheeks now as well.

After this day the two of you are seen holding hands all over town, and in private Sako lets you work up to more in your own time. Starting with cuddle-movie nights; which then led to cooking nights where the two of you would choose a recipe and learn it together - often having to hold your heads right next to each other as you both poured over the recipe. 

The first time the two of you kissed was on his birthday - and was the only time he asked you to touch him outright - he said that the only thing he wanted for his birthday was a kiss from you. He even told you that it was okay if you weren’t ready, and he was about to add that really he just wanted a kiss on the cheek. Overzealous, you held his face tenderly as you pulled him down to plant a kiss directly on his lips. Sako was stunned when you pulled away and redder than a stop sign. After that, you didn’t really have any issue touching or being touched by Sako. 

The most glorious day was when you received an academic award and your parents didn’t come to the ceremony because they were working, but Sako did. For such a quiet guy, he had convinced a few Shishitoren members to come along who all stood and cheered - including him - when you were called up to accept your award. That night you all went out to eat to celebrate, and Sako stepped out to buy flowers to surprise you with at the end of the meal and then walked you home after. 

You had never felt so special before, especially after Sako walked you into your house and waited for you to put everything down so he could grab you and pull you flush against him - one hand on your hip and the other holding your hand as he amateurly waltzed you around the room. Coming to a stop in the glow of the kitchen light, he beams down at you and kisses your nose before murmuring, “Good job, Y/N!”

The both of you devolved into a fit of giggles, as you hugged and thanked him earnestly before kissing him at the door and bidding him goodnight. Unbeknownst to you, your mom saw the entire display from the hallway. That next morning you woke up to a small bakery item - one your mom always used to buy you as a little girl on her way home when she would work late - with it a small note, ‘Good job sweetheart. Sorry I don’t say it nearly enough. Love, Mom.’

You make sure to thank her for it, but the two of you don’t talk in depth about it, instead you notice a real difference in how she treats Sako. More often, she will ask you about him than your schooling which leads to authentic conversations about you.

Toma Hiragi

(~979 wc)

Hiragi and you have been friends since middle school after he intervened when a group of your classmates were trying to harass you to date one of them. Since then the two of you grew closer and closer as friends until he asked you to be his girlfriend at the start of his second year of High School. Of course, you happily agreed and have been nothing but satisfied with how great your boyfriend is. The only thing is, now, partially through his and your third year - after dating for close to a year and a half - the two of you haven't even held hands. No one has ever questioned your relationship status, and Hiragi simply doesn’t push you about it.

One time, early on in the relationship, Hiragi went to grab your hand but you jumped and pulled away in shock. He didn’t look hurt by it - just really confused - especially when you began apologizing profusely and saying you didn’t mean to do that. He said it was okay, and asked if you could explain what happened to him. When you explain that you just don't have a lot of experience with physical affection, he is completely understanding and says he’s more than happy to move at your pace. And his actions always backed up that statement. It’s not like something ever happened for you to be this way, but it’s more like you’ve never gotten that kind of affection so it’s kind of like you’ve been soaking in an ice bath and someone took your hand out and ran it under hot water. It didn’t burn you burn you, but it felt like it did.

One day you’re at Hiragi’s house to hang out. He’s sitting on the couch in front of the TV, and you are coming back from the bathroom to sit next to him, but your foot catches under the rug and you fall instead. Swiftly, he catches you and on instinct - and with the cramped space - he swings you into his lap and holds you steady with his broad hands on your hip and thigh. Immediately you tense, and he freezes before he starts to relax his arms to help you up and onto the couch instead. Stopping when he notices your tight hold on his arm as you slowly lean into him more despite the tension in your muscles. He stops all of his movements and waits for you to tell him how to proceed - you don’t look at him as you take a steadying breath.

”Hiragi…” whispering softly and he leans a little closer so you know he’s listening intently. “I want… I want to be able to do this with you, but I have no idea what I’m doing,” admitting softly before meeting his gaze with vulnerability plain as ever in your eyes. “Ca-can you show me?” Requesting his help so timidly, so softly, and unsure of what you’re asking or if it’s even okay. Blinking a couple of times before he nods slowly and tightens his arms around you again.

”Do you want to try to, um, cuddle?” He asks, equally unsure of what’s okay with you, but to his relief you slowly nod. “Okay, well…” his eyes pour over the length of the couch before meeting your gaze again, “I’m gonna lay us down then, okay?” Posing the question in a cautious tone, and you nod with a little apprehension in your eyes.

Hiragi situates you so you’re both laying down on the couch on your sides and facing each other. One of his arms is under your waist to brace along your lower back while his other one is wrapped over your arm and on your other side with his forearm laid flush along your upper back so his hand is buried in your hair. As he does, you hug him tightly and bury your face in his chest.

Something about the close proximity, the weight and pressure of his chest flush against you along with his arms wrapped tightly around you makes you feel so incredibly safe that you begin to cry into his chest. Hiragi doesn’t say a word as you try and try to stifle your sobs, but when he squeezes you even tighter against him, the dam breaks as you sob loudly into his chest and grip onto the back of his shirt desperately.

”I’m sorry! I’m not sad, I swear…” you cry between sobs as Hiragi disentangles his hand from your hair to soothingly rub your back. Curling tighter into his chest, you try to muffle your sobs at least, but he bumps your forehead with his chin before cutting through your cries with his calming voice.

”I know - it’s okay,” he assures you gently as he presses a kiss into your hair. “Just let it out, you’re safe with me,” he whispers as he tightens his arms around you again - applying as much pressure as you can take. He lets you sob out everything, and when you’re done he grabs you tissues, water and some pain killers to help with the crying headache. After you’re feeling better he doesn’t pressure you, but offers for you to cuddle into his side while the two of you watch a movie. This time there’s no hesitation as you nod gratefully and curl up into his side on the couch, his arm wrapped securely around you. 

Once the two of you get over this hurdle, you’re able to progress your relationship much quicker after this. Almost immediately, the two of you are able to start holding hands in public and after a little while you blush and lean in when he kisses your face instead of tense up. After you’re both graduated and attending the same university, you finally let Hiragi touch you in a… non-God-honoring-way, and man… it sure felt like heaven when he did.

[genacity]

⌗ nsfw fucking little loser heizou </3

i have a problem with guys who are absolute LOSERS. i mean like literally bitchless fucking weirdos who have never felt the touch of a woman (i am going insane)

maybe its just my corruption kink or sm shit like that but theres something about fucking a little nerd that makes my head spin… so lets demonstrate with my cheeky bf heizou 😇

you’ve seen him in class before. he’s one of the kids in the back of the classroom always silently much too concentrated on some manga or comic book he’d been reading that week. eyes lingering far too long on a certain page, only for it to be a panel of a woman with her thighs wrapped around some guy’s head you notice after passing behind him to sharpen your pencil. (he later claims the characters were taking a self-defense course. you don’t believe him.)

hearing him talk about how he could pin a girl down with ease; snickering to his friends about how easily he could become dominant in the bedroom. you and your friends giggle as you pass— knowing damn well he’d never been loved by a woman besides his mother a day in his life.

when you finally manage him into your bedroom. distracted from the project you were assigned partners in for that same class you caught him drooling over a certain page of his book. pushing heizou onto your sheets, his poor head spinning at the sight of you towering over him. hitched breath, sweat pooling on his brow. this was not the way it went in his manga.

sweet sounds of pleasure barely passing through your closed door, the poor boy’s back arching with every gasp and whimper of your name as your hand pumps his flaring cock. heizou can barely make a sound beyond a whine— the sound of his own voice behind the melody of his own slick being used to abuse his cock made his brain melt into a puddle in the back of his head.

“cum— cum! please!” heizou gasped, thighs shaking as he felt his orgasm near for what seemed the nth time that night. he whimpered at the sound of you laughing, knowing his blubbering pleas had fallen on deaf ears. his cute cries of “cumming!” “y/n—!” “fuh—fuck!” driving you to madness.

going back to school and seeing he’s got a new manga. peering over his shoulder as you go to put the final touches on your shared project you could barely finish at your house— only to see a new image; a man on his knees with a collar around his neck.

[shoechoe]

ideal youtube video idea

video titled "Diavolo being Diavolo for 40 minutes straight" with the usual cheesy thumbnail filled with emojis and fandom quips. the video at first is just a compilation of every time diavolo is on screen or has a line in the anime adaptation. the only very odd thing is that if you try to fast forward the video time, it kicks you out and you can't reopen it again.

after it goes through all the anime clips, it shows every moment Diavolo is showcased in every official jojo media- GioGio's Bizarre Adventure, All Star Battle (both the original + R) and Eyes of Heaven, and then a silent compilation of every manga panel that depicts him. (the runtime says 40 minutes, but the video simply goes past it)

then the video starts showing every recording of araki mentioning or discussing Diavolo in interviews and notes, concept art and WIP snippets from the anime, then things that have never been seen in public, like notes and character concepts on Diavolo that probably don't physically exist anymore.

it eventually starts showing fully accurately animated and voice-acted clips that do not exist in the original work, like diavolo dying in various ways that were never animated or written and lines about his various philosophies on life that are in-character but were never explicitly expressed.

this continues until diavolo suddenly turns to the camera and smiles. he explains that he has been looking for a way to "escape his torment" for years now, and his only hope was someone who would sit through the whole video and truly absorb his essence as a character. Now he may finally escape as he has enough to become real. This is when Diavolo becomes real and probably attacks you with eyes full of hyperrealistic blood or something IDK

[hello0person]

About me!

I'm a bisexual demigirl, who uses she/they pronouns. I color manga panels and make edits. I'm willing to color manga panels or make edits for anyone who asks for free. Please tell me the color(s) for the manga panels. For edits, please atlest tell me a character and if you want a specific song tell me (if you have photos/clips you want me to rdit send them to me) I'll do anything from these fandoms:

Tbhk-No manga spoilers

Jjk - Ive read the manga

Bsd - I've read the manga

A silent voice - I've read the manga

Sk8 the infinity - haven't read the manga

Kny (Demon Slayer) - I've read the manga

Tpn - I haven't read the manga, but I'm collecting them (no spoilers)

Heartstopper (ik it's not a manga) - I'm all caught up

Given- I've read the manga

Komi cant communicate - I've read most the manga (spoilers are okay)

Tgcf - I have all the books so I'll make all the angst you want

Please if I havet read the manga dont request me to color a manga panel with spoilers or make edits with said spoilers, I won't do it if you do. I'll also color black and white fan art but please give me credits to the artist or I won't do it!

I hope you have a great day/night.

[acerolabread-on-ao3]

“Leaving already?” Nanami asked, his voice casual but tinged with curiosity, as he stepped into the lobby.

Higuruma turned his head slightly, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “Almost,” he replied smoothly, meeting Nanami’s eyes with that same calm intensity. “I’ve got a meeting with two lawyers tonight. We’re going over some details for an upcoming case… thought a bar would make for a better setting than the office.”

Nanami raised an eyebrow in interest just as the elevator arrived with a soft ding. The polished metal doors slid open, and the two men stepped inside together. The confined space brought an unspoken tension between them to the surface, something that had been lingering in their interactions ever since Nanami started at the firm. The air felt charged, their every movement seemingly amplified in the quiet hum of the elevator.

As they stood side by side, Nanami could feel Higuruma’s gaze shift toward him, even if only for a moment. There was something about the way his eyes lingered—subtle, yet noticeable enough to make Nanami’s pulse quicken. He felt the warmth rise to his cheeks and silently willed himself to stay composed. Am I blushing? He glanced at the panel of buttons, pretending to focus on something other than the proximity between them.

After a moment, Higuruma spoke again, his voice low and measured. “You know, if you’re not busy tonight, you could join us. It’d be a good chance to meet some of the other lawyers. Plus, if it goes late, I can make sure you don’t have to rush in tomorrow morning.” There was an inviting tone to his words, professional yet with an undertone of something more personal, more… .

Nanami blinked, surprised by the invitation. His mind raced, trying to process the implications. Is this a good idea? What should I wear? And who exactly are these people? But despite his reservations, there was something undeniably tempting about the offer—something beyond the professional networking opportunity.

Before he could second-guess himself, Nanami found himself nodding. “Sure, I’d like that,” he replied, trying to keep his voice steady. He wasn’t entirely sure if it was the idea of meeting the lawyers that intrigued him or the prospect of spending more time around Higuruma.

my fic on Ao3 ⤴️🫶

[mythicalartistx]

I'm so normal about the new KH3 manga panels

WE GOT SO MUCH FOOD

First we got Ven vs Vanitas

Ven looks so cute and I can't wait for the keyblade graveyard of the Vanitas fight

Then we have ZEMYX

Zexion and DEMYX

I love this scene so much and I think I like it better

From the panels I seen so far it seems Demyx arrives and Zexion is surprised but nervous because he's with the organization still so Zexion goes and calls security on his bf

He seems nervous and looks for something and then he presses and button

Then the other two Xaldin and Lexaeus come in and tries to take him out. He seems to be in the organization so they want to apprehend him.

While this is happening Demyx is like No it's not like that. And they tell him to be quiet.

I also used a Google scan but those aren't always 100% accurate but it seems like that happened.

That's all I've seen from that scene and honestly I like it way better. I like how they come in because of Demyx instead of wondering what's the commotion and it's Ansem the Wise. Though both of their voice actors (JPN) both recently died so they made them silent in the games out of respect and that could have contributed to it.

Here's some of the translation scans.

Then there is AkuSai ice cream date

The scene is seemingly the same, they have this serious tension going on. They discussed what happened and Lea is like I'll bring Roxas, and X, and then I'll take you back too.

Also it seems that Lea got a winner stick and he looks so cute— everyone looks so cute in the manga I can't 😭

Then there is the famous papou scene that everyone likes to misinterpret but I'm bias as well.

Frankly I don't care about the scene as in I have no issue like it's fine. I think it's nice that they're doing a reference to the first game but what I don't like is when people remove the good luck charm aspect out of it. Because that's what it is and why he accepted it. Sora looked way too awkward in the game. Right before the scene he's worried about Riku. But that's my take.

Anyways in the manga Riku is just watching them But that's all I found on the scene

Riku, even Sora and Kairi all look so cute

That's basically all I have found so far but I hope there is more that I haven't seen.

Like if there was the Repliku and Riku talk in this one, I don't know. But I hope since that scene happens right around the papou scene.

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

Naomi Tanizaki (self-aware)

Self-Aware! Naomi Tanizaki x GN! Reader

Warning: Platonic Yandere. OOC. Mentions of wounds. Naomi thinks that she can't be considered a human being. English is my second language.

Becoming self-aware

👩🏻 Naomi's first memory in her self-aware live is her brother's face, red from tears.

👩🏻 Then Naomi felt her brother's embrace.

👩🏻 After Naomi gained self-awareness, Tanizaki siblings hurry to the Agency.

"It's not an ability. Yokohama wasn't broken. We are broken. We are fictional characters, who gained self-awareness. Try to remember your lives. Parents, friends outside ADA, what you did yesterday. Give it a try"

👩🏻 Naomi tried to remember her life outside the ADA. Instead of memories, she realised something different.

👩🏻 Other ADA members have something similar. They looked like they have some connection to reality. But not Naomi.

👩🏻 Naomi was not just a fictional character. She wasn't based on any real person. She has no connection to reality.

👩🏻 Naomi wanted to vomit. She felt disgusted by herself.

👩🏻 Was she something more, than a fictional character?

👩🏻 Naomi mindlessly follow Junchirou, when he starts searching for Yosano. She was silent. She doesn't know what to do next. She doesn't want to talk to anyone. Naomi tries to keep her distance from Junchirou.

👩🏻Then she felt the entity's gaze.

_____________________________

Naomi doesn't care about entity. She has too much on her plate right now. So, some observing entity wasn't the most important of her concerns.

She avoided her friends like a plague. She couldn't bare to look at them.

When Junchirou managed to convince her to talk, she told him everything. About feeling less than a human. At the end, she was crying and Junchirou was hugging her.

After their talk, she pays attention to the entity for the first time. The entity doesn't seem bad. It was just watching. Like a curious person.

And then time resets.

And Naomi was pretending to be a hostage, once again.

_____________________________

When they start feeling your presence

👩🏻 Naomi plays her role as hostage. At the same time, she was paying attention to the entity. They don't seem bad.

👩🏻 Naomi doesn't have an Ability. She may not be a genius like Ranpo or Dazai. But she is smart. And, most importantly, she trusts her gut feeling.

👩🏻 She will be cautious. But she will wait before making her decision about you.

👩🏻 At the Uzumaki café, while Atsushi was "guessing" their occupation before joining ADA, Naomi heard the voice.

"Naomi [|||||||||||||] can be admired. ,[|||||] manage to [|||||||||] work and school."

👩🏻 The entity's emotions feel like a warm towel after spa. Naomi adds another point in "entity is not bad" category.

👩🏻And then, Higuici led them to the trap again.

_____________________________

Naomi shield her brother from the bullets. And she heard the voice.

"brave" "as good as others" "humanity"

"Naomi, you are a brave person. It takes special courage to shield someone with your body. It was awesome."

Naomi feels warms on her wounds. The pain left her. She felt calm.

[*In reality, you gently run your fingers over the manga panel.*]

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👩🏻 After Yosano finished treating Junchirou and Naomi, the siblings have another long talk. At the end, both Junchirou and Naomi realised, that you are not a bad person.

👩🏻 When The Guild joined ADA and Port Mafia's union, Naomi was the one who helped John Steinbeck and Margaret Mitchell with accepting the weight of been self-aware.

👩🏻 Naomi want to make sure, that they won't hurt you. She wants to be your friend.

And then, one day, the purple moon shined above Yokohama.

When you installed BSD Mayoi Inu Kaikitan

👩🏻 Naomi feel honored, when you used almost all of your moons to get her card.

"Great, Naomi is home. Soon all ADA members will be together"

"Nice SSR animation"

"Is it okay to put Naomi, Steinbeck and Lovecraft in one team?"

👩🏻 When gang get access to your phone, Naomi will often serf the Internet. She wants to look at what topic you are interested in, so when BSD gang finally arrives at your world, she will know what to talk with you about.

👩🏻 One day, Tanizaki siblings and you will share a meal together. One day, you three will have a conversation. One dau, you will become friends.

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Today you got another message in BSD Mayoi app. This one was from Naomi.

"[Y/N]! Hope you're doing well. Hope, that one day we will have a nice talk. We will discuss so many topics. Haruko will also join us. Junchirou will make snacks. See you soon. Naomi Tanizaki"

You smile. This notes makes characters look so alive. You choose Naomi's card and pet sprite's cheek.

"Well, if both Tanizaki siblings are want to have dinner with me, it will be rude, if I refuse. I would love to spend time with you. With all of you"

You didn't notice that Naomi's smile becoming wider.

[pebble-ink]

a silent voice manga panel