#BUT PMMM HAS EVERYTHING

[caffeiiine]

@sepiamestus LOOK LOOK LOOK LOOK

🎀女神さまにお知らせ🎀

[astralpenguin]

self care is writing a fic that you’re literally the sole target audience for

[0rchidm4ntis]

hey lol *pmmms your 2wink*

[noscomnias]

"even though we may take different paths, i am... still his little sister."

[eggs-can-draw]

Color practice, Baby Bot Kiiboy Shenanigans, time travel sillies, @g-eetings ‘s ballerina!Togami, and a little bit of art for @firedemongaming ‘s ghost Naegi fic

[hydropophis]

the amount of things my brain has inserted hualian into at this point is astounding. tloz. pmmm. ffx. the epic of gilgamesh. More

[whimsicalcotton]

the Bitter Exes stare

[junebugtwin]

have we met before-- (possibly in michigan)?

[mintytrifecta]

Anyway Parallax is so Rebellion Homura Akemi-coded

[panvani]

Other than panvani, what are your favorite animanga series?

Idk I've read a lot of big manga but I'm not really a manga guy. My girlfriend and I met over Tsukumizu stuff. I otherwise like Dungeon Meshi and Houseki no Kuni... I like Utena (anime)... I really like Shimura Takako's Wagamama Chie-chan, but it's a single-volume manga with no official English translation. There are other manga / anime I like in some sense or another, but it seems weird to say that they're Favorites cuz that would imply a different relationship than one I necessarily have with the series in question. For example, PMMM is personally important to me and I talk about it often, but I don't *like* PMMM; sort of inversely, I like Kakegurui, but haven't kept up with it in a very long time.

[arsonist-tittyfuck]

More people need to notice that it isn't always the writing that makes something good but if it can provoke thought

Because holy shit I just read a fic that writing wise I've read better but it got me thinking so much. Like that's now a good fic in my book it got me thinking so much about the character the fic was centered about. The author clearly understood this character and their relationships with the other memebers of casts.

There's parts I wish were excuted differently BUT it wasn't my fic and honestly when I THOUGHT on those things it made sense.

LIKE THAT'S THE THING this fic got me thinking so much. Even with parts I didn't exactly agree on they still provoked a lot of thought

[denizenhardwick]

when i think "romantic friendship" i think of all the anime i watched when i was like 13/14 and just realizing i was maybe a lesbian that had all-girl casts and everything was just so extremely gay. pmmm, yuyuyu, school-live!, yuru yuri, etc.

[selfproclaimedunicorn]

19 pages, over 11k words, & I think I'm 3/4 done with chapter 6 of Sins Of The Father

[sakuraswordly]

Everything has a trade-off, not everything you hope is always free, even desire.

Source manga: xxxHolic Volume 3

Source anime: Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magica

Monkey's Paw had hurt others in the past because of wishes without knowing like contracting with Kyubey.

Only those with hearts are able to see a companion and change their attitude. That thing or Kyubey has neither sentiment nor compassion. That's why it's exceedingly utilitarian and awfully severe. She or those magical girls who made a contract with Kyubey don't realize that fear and how dangerous unknown this. And so like the stone continues to tumble. And all the while, the velocity increases until broken.

Yuuko: "People will want to know something even more if they've been told not to. They are indifferent to anything but themselves when it comes to retribution for broken promises. Nothing is special, separate from anything else."

So you understand now why Homura was mad and done for Sayaka. Kyoko: "Wouldn't that be something? It'd be like one of those stories where love and courage triumph over all. Actually, I probably became a magical girl to begin with because I used to love stories like that. I've totally forgotten that. It was Sayaka who reminded me again."

Sayaka is selfish not because that's how she is but because she still does not know how dangerous and consequent this is. She is just like a girl who lives in a fantasy world and sees everything beautiful like rose flowers in the field. Like an early teenage girl, a normal girl, a happy girl. See in Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magica, Kyoko also once like Sayaka. Not only Kyoko, every magical girl in Magia Record too.

When Sayaka realise how wrong she is. Sentiment had already broken.

Homura: "From now on, she will live to curse as many people as she had saved."

Like that woman in xxxholic, A crack is heard from inside her bag, and suddenly the woman next to her is hurled into the train tracks, getting violently killed by an oncoming train. The Monkey's Paw had granted a wish on its own and it will kill her in return as her last wish in the nearly ending episode.

Like Kyubey said, you are the one who made a wish, you are the one who is responsible for yourself, not Kyubey.

Yuuko: "Without excess or deficiency; equivalently, uniformly. If not, there will be an injury."

※※ In rebellion, blame Kyubey. Kyubey really is the main antagonist

[clarafell]

@nenegyo has made a contract.          —         ★

The gray clouds of the morning darken by the time that the last class for the day comes to a close. Homura woke up horribly late this morning, failing to check the weather for today on her cellphone. She didn't mean to wake up late today, but she had spent almost the entire night on the streets of the city. She was low on her important supplies, so she had to prioritize stealing and lurking in the shadows.

She went straight to her usual haunts like a phantom in the night, but she wasn't after souls. Searching for souls with magical potential is Kyubey's duty, not hers. He has told her to be on the lookout for civilians with potential, but not until he declared that she could help the whole universe from being engulfed in despair by looking for more people. In the past, Homura might feel compelled to indeed keep an eye out for potential people to join in the fight against the nightmarish enemies.

After all, that would have to be the greatest thing she would offer to the universe.

That's what she thought about during the beginning of her contract. It wasn't like she was actually making an effort in helping the universe, anyway. Finding someone stronger and smarter would be the best bet for her, so Homura could naturally see why Kyubey told her such things. The truth of what happens to them all spoiled any interest in helping Kyubey find more and more souls. Homura vowed that she wouldn't recruit anyone into the clutches of the Incubator race. The temptation to grant your most brightest wish is not worth the heavy price of tearing your soul out of your body... It isn't worth becoming a monster.

She will let Kyubey continue to make his contracts, even though it makes her stomach twist into knots at the thought of letting him to continue his mission. Homura has accepted the reality that she cannot change their doomed fates or somehow prevent the hatching of witches. She has already made her wish. She knows that death will not come for her, but something so much worse. She will become a witch— She almost became a witch in her original timeline until her very first friend intervened to light the spark of her promise—

She didn't deserve to be saved that fateful day.

Homura is still as good as a corpse, carrying her soul in a purple gemstone. Death always wanted her long before she made her wish by kissing her heart with its poisonous lips. She still breathes and weeps and laughs, but she is a walking corpse. She is a mere spirit masquerading as part of the living, gliding from haunt to haunt until it is time for her to blossom into a witch. One day, maybe sometime soon, she will spread chaos. She will ruin the world until someone dazzling and heroic, straight from a fairytale story, slays her in order to collect her blackened grief seed...

What then? Where will she go then?

Focus, Homura! You have to focus on the present. She is counting on you, even though she doesn't remember right now... You need to be strong! Homura scolds herself, attempting to swat away her gloomy thoughts before she got too distracted.

Last night, Homura was after any form of weaponry that her eyes could spot. She prioritized getting her hands on all sorts of guns, silently praying for the chance to snag herself the scarcely seen bombs. With the rise of more difficult witches, the time traveler has decided to take even the weapons she was not good at fighting in. Without any magical weapons to call hers, Homura has to steal and steal what she can find. She latches onto bombs and all forms of guns, though she confesses that she is horrible at using them.

Waking up late this morning and forgetting to check the weather allows her to forget her umbrella. Not only that, but she had no time to even scavenge for anything to eat for breakfast. No one knew her anymore, so Homura found herself eating lunch alone. Unable to go to her favorite spots, Homura decides to eat in the girl's bathroom. It wasn't the first time she has done this, however. She often hung out in the girl's bathroom to escape away from the pressure of her fellow students back in Tokyo.

Too tired to eat her measly leftovers, Homura floats through the rest of the day. Her stomach aches, but it is nothing compared to the crushing reality that she is all alone again in this timeline. Too depressed over how she already ruined something so soon, her focus on reality begins to become blurry... The sound of thunder and flash of lightning snap her back to an empty classroom. With nothing left to keep her bound to the school, Homura leaves the building. She makes no effort to run back home to avoid the thunderstorm.

She walks and walks, aimlessly wandering the streets. No one will be waiting for her back at home. Her cellphone will not receive frantic rings or concerned text messages. The chill of being dripping wet would once be cause of worry, but the cold wetness has become somewhat of a companion. Violent storms have often now triggered a mental breakdowns, harkening back to her terrifying battle against Walpurgisnacht. She used to enjoy the rain in all its forms until the endless storms from Walpurgisnacht were scorched into her mind.

But right now? The heavy rainfall hides the looming threat of tears, washing them away. She couldn't tell if she was crying, but she didn't bother to hide when she was all alone on the streets. The frightened sound of a familiar cry causes Homura to lift her head, instantly kicking her body into a hurried chase. Homura darts into an alleyway, quick to cry out:

❝ ...Amy? Oh, Amy— Are you okay?! ❞

Homura is too consumed with dread and worry to care if her strained voice echoes. Causing a scene is the least of her concerns. No, her first instinct is to head deeper into the alleyway. The cry of the poor black kitten pierces her heart, encouraging her to quickly head to rescue Amy. She could never forget the cat that Madoka traded her soul to save. They once both knew that Amy preferred to live on the streets, but Homura didn't expect to hear her cries in this awful weather.

Whether the weather frightened her or something else is yet to be seen by Homura, but it doesn't stop her from investigating.

Little did she know, but she does attract company.

[3-aem]

l mean OKAY I GUESS

someone who is reading jjk still can you explain why yuta couldn’t just copy gojos techniques without possessing his meat suit