#Dark Lord Senpai

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ANIME DISCOVERY - Time of the Season Summer 2023 Wrap-up

Summer's over.... finally!

Man, these last 3 months were something. I talked about there being a writer’s strike earlier in June and now we have both WGA and SAG-AFTRA striking and hopefully they might get a deal where both writers, actors and crew benefit considering the studios do need their asses. Then there’s people scabbing and of course, some of them do regret doing it. There are also more people exposed for their…

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Book 7, Chapter 7, Episode 101:

So the DiaRamshackle squad landed in Ignihyde, where they meet the completely aware Idia. They had thought they got out of a dream into the "real world", but it turns out they're just outside of Lilia's dream but still within Malleus' magical domain expansion-- which is Idia's "dream" now. Proof of this is because Sebek's still wearing his armor.

At this point in time, apparently they haven't really conversed with Idia yet. Sebek barely remembers that Idia's the Ignihyde housewarden LOL.

Sebek: "... That's right! I knew I've seen that face before. You're Ignihyde's housewarden! Back at the entrance ceremony, you attended in some sort of board-like thing. This might be the first time I've seen you in proper form."

Sebek: "I am from Diasomnia, First Year, Class D, Seat 33, Sebek Zigvolt!!" WHY IS HE SO ENTHUSIASTIC LMAO

Sebek: "This dopey man right here is Silver. Second Year, from the same dormitory!!" (DOPEY DSJKNDAS HE'S BASICALLY SAYING HE LOOKS HIGH LMAO)

Idia: "Are Malleus and co.'s ears still fine from being blasted by this boombox everyday at close-range..."

Silver: "Everyone, on alert! Idia-senpai, Grim, prefect, get behind me and Sebek!"

AND SO SUDDENLY THEY'RE GETTING ATTACKED??

Idia: "Wuh?! What's this all of a sudden?! Ow, ow! I'm getting crushed between hard muscles and hard armor!"

IDIA????? IS THIS THE RIGHT TIME AND PLACE TO BE COMMENTING ON MUSCLES OMFG LMAO

So the "darkness" have come for Idia because they sensed that someone needs to be lulled back to sleep lol.

Grim: "Malleus might pop up again to say "You're awake?"..!"

Sebek: "The "darkness" are fine, though I do not know if we can win against Lord Malleus without Sir Lilia..."

"No, we are ready!"

Sebek: "Whether it be the darkness, or Lord Malleus... We will definitely strike back!!!"

Idia: "Uogh... Wai-- too close... Can't... breathe..!"

HE'S LITERALLY SHAKING BACK AND FORTH HELP

AND THEN SUDDENLY SOMEONE SPEAKS!

???: "About Malleus and the dark shadows... You don't need to worry about them for a while. I think he's spending considerable "resources" trying to get Lilia Vanrouge back to sleep."

Ortho: "Hehe, sorry for making you worry."

Apparently, Ortho's appearing in monitor mode for now because trying to appear as his usual form in Idia's dreams causes some serious errors.

Ortho: "Anyway... Everyone, brother's face is already turning blue from asphyxiation. Can you let him go now?"

So the two let go of him and Idia let's in a HUGE GASP FOR AIR

Idia: "ohh I almost descended to the underworld... Tha-thanks for the save, Ortho..."

So anyway, Sebek starts questioning the two what they mean by Malleus using up resources to put Lilia to sleep. Ortho starts the explanation by recounting events. That during Lilia's farewell party, Malleus put everyone to sleep-- no, froze time and space itself. But Ortho in particular managed to escape from the island through communications satellite. Everyone was shocked because Ortho could do something like that?! Ortho just laughs and says his "peculiarity" was helpful, because while he's not a mage and therefore cannot have a unique magic, he can transmit his "soul" through radio waves.

Sebek: "Loathe as I am to admit... but human advancement in machinery is amazing."

Silver chimes in and praises that Ortho's uniqueness is something they can never attain no matter how hard they train. Ortho moves on, explaining that he went to STYX headquarters and there, they hatched the plan for Ortho to infiltrate Sage Island in order to analyze Malleus' unique magic, Fae of Maleficence.

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Malleus Draconia - Platinum Jacket Vignette

"Happy 100th Anniversary"

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Malleus: So, this is the Land of Dawning National Museum of Art… It's much more impressive than I had imagined. Very fascinating to see their exhibits touch on varied matters of import.

Malleus: Art galleries in Briar Valley generally feature art exhibits revolving around fae lore. This is a refreshing visit.

Malleus: This place does seem to have a few works of art that I can place, however. And I see that paintings that depict the Thorn Fairy seem to still gather a crowd here.

???: Look at all them surrounding just one person in full force… That's just cowardly.

Malleus: No need to chide them, Spade. It's cruel enough to expect those children of man to hold their own against a great and powerful being.

Deuce: D… DRACONIA-SENPAI!? HELLO, SIR!

Malleus: Hmph, don't bristle so. We can take this prime opportunity to study this painting together.

Malleus: When the Thorn Fairy visited human lands, she was immediately met with animosity…

Malleus: The number of art pieces that depict this very story is numerous, even in Briar Valley. We even had one displayed in the castle I was raised in.

Malleus: When I was a wee lad… My tutors would constantly tell me to grow up to "be a mage as great and powerful as her."

Deuce: Your… tutors!? There were people that could actually teach you something!?

Malleus: Of course.  I had some of the finest mages in Briar Valley at my disposal.

Malleus: I often found my history and etiquette lessons to be of great interest… But there was no one who could instruct me in the ways of magic.

Malleus: Of course, that would be because everything from their magical power levels to their actual capabilities were far below me in strength.

Deuce: Wow, that's amazing… Can't believe you were that strong from a young age.

Malleus: That is nothing too surprising. My grandmother possessed formidable magic, and so did my mother, I hear.

Malleus: However, it took me quite some time to fully understand the difference in strength between myself and those around me.

Malleus: "Why are you teaching me something so ridiculously simple?" I'd angrily wail every class. "Are you underestimating me?"

Malleus: Every time I sent a tutor packing, my guardian wouldn't hesitate to scold me mercilessly.

Deuce: You're saying there was someone who could even scold you!? Briar Valley is way too intense…

Malleus: Even I would listen to the advice of a trusted person. When I think back on it, I certainly had my more immature moments.

Malleus: Only incidents such as burning the gardens to a desolate crisp, or destroying castle towers by calling down lightning strikes, however.

Deuce: THOSE ARE HUGE INCIDENTS!!

Deuce: Ack! If I make Draconia-senpai angry now, the museum might be in trouble…!?

Malleus: No worries, I am no longer a child. I would not do such a thing as destroy a museum filled with priceless artifacts on a mere whim.

Malleus: It would be more logical for me to punish the offending target than affect my surroundings in my ire, would it not?

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Deuce: That's a painting of the Lord of the Underworld being displayed there. And those two guys with him, they're…

Malleus: They must be his retainers. It is said that they would obediently carry out his commands and go to great lengths to do so for him.

Deuce: Yeah… I always imagined the Underworld to be dark and scary, but these two look pretty nice.

Malleus: It will come back to bite you if you make assumptions based on appearances, Spade. Apparently, these two were skilled shapeshifters.

Malleus: There are tales of how they would use this skill in order to back any villainous adversaries into a corner.

Malleus: If they did not possess that raw competence, I'm certain that they would not have been depicted in these works of art.

Deuce: I bet the Lord of the Underworld would be proud to hear that tales of his subordinates are still passed down for generations.

Malleus: To have the tales of his subordinates passed down for generations… Yes, I could sympathize with that.

Malleus: Within the royal family of Briar Valley, there is a tradition that at a certain age we may select our own attendants and guards.

Malleus: I would also be very proud indeed if someone I personally selected were to be acknowledged by the masses, as well as future generations to come.

Deuce: Right? But man, when you talk about attendants and guards… It just feels like we live in two completely different worlds.

Deuce: It's pretty amazing that you always have someone who's looking out for you and your daily needs, though.

Malleus: It also can be a headache. Back in the castle, I would be surrounded by other people day in and day out, simply there to fix my attire or my hair and the like.

Malleus: When my acceptance to Night Raven College was ascertained, my life was unburdened tremendously.

Malleus: My guardian stated to me, "You'll have to learn how to take care of yourself enough that you can survive on your own," and so…

Malleus: I would read books from the outside world that were provided to me, and found the wealth of knowledge fascinating.

Malleus: Those books granted me an abundance of knowledge, such as how to go shopping, or how to work laundry machines and other electrical appliances.

Deuce: He learned how to use electrical appliances from reading a book…!? He really was raised in a completely different environment.

Deuce: But honestly, I really can't believe that you go shopping on your own, or do your own laundry… Today is full of surprises.

Malleus: …Well, Sebek does insist on tending to my needs. And there is much I do leave to him.

Deuce: Ahaha… Yeah, Sebek has boasted about stuff in the past, saying something like, "I had the honor of hand-washing Malleus-sama's clothing!"

Malleus: …I can absolutely picture that, despite the fact that I had been perfectly fine doing my own laundry before he started to attend this academy.

Malleus: Although, for some time after I arrived here, there was no end to the number of difficulties I had due to my inexperience.

Malleus: For example, there was this one instance when I knew not the location of the laundry room… and chose to hand-wash my garments in the kitchen sink instead.

Deuce: EH!?

Malleus: …My fellow dormmates who encountered that spectacle in the kitchen had the same reaction as you just now.

Malleus: I inquired as to where the laundry room was, but all froze as if petrification had been cast upon them…

Malleus: When it seemed they finally had returned to their senses, they insisted on allowing them to do my laundry.

Malleus: In that moment, I had been swept up in their persistence, but… It does me no good to leave it for others to do.

Malleus: Sometimes I do clean my clothes with magic as I oft did back home, but I do try to use the laundry machine when I can as well.

Malleus: There aren't many who use the laundry room in the early morning or late night.

Malleus: After some trial and error, I was able to figure out how to properly use the washer, as well as the dryer.

Deuce: Even though you could totally clean everything with magic in the blink of an eye… It's so cool to see how you're always working to improve even when no one's watching!

Malleus: Of course, as it should be. Seeing that I am a student at this school, I must also learn what I can from my peers.

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Malleus: Oho, I see this museum also carries a variable assortment of paintings depicting merfolk legends as well.

Deuce: She has a real big smile… But hey, look at that wave behind her! Was the ocean waters that choppy…?

Malleus: This depicts the moment the mermaid princess made the determination to go to the surface.

Malleus: That large wave behind her represents her courageous decision… Or at least, it most likely represents that.

Deuce: Woah, that sounds like it could be…! Draconia-senpai, do you know a lot about paintings?

Malleus: I briefly touched upon it as part of my education.

Malleus: I would not say I do not hold an appreciation for art. Rather than paintings, however, I do prefer three-dimensional objects… sculptures, especially.

Deuce: When you say sculptures, you mean the ones made out of stone or bronze… right? I'm sorry, I really don't know anything about those stuff.

Malleus: You are more or less on the correct path.

Malleus: Take the statues of the Great Seven at our academy, for instance. Sometimes they are regarded as simply part of the backdrop on campus…

Malleus: But as years pass, both stone and bronze statues will gradually change in appearance.

Malleus: Caretakers will come and go, and the outdoor elements will constantly batter them… Their similarities to the original mold would change over time to no small extent.

Malleus: Some may perceive this as mere "deterioration," but…

Malleus: As for me, I believe that changes in those statues are in fact a profound thing.

Malleus: Whenever I encounter one that looks entirely different than what it originally should have looked, I cannot help but feel as though it has lived a good, long life.

Deuce: So basically, they're living pieces of art…?

Malleus: Heh. A wonderful interpretation, Spade.

Deuce: I don't really get how that was good, but that was him praising me just now, right? Uh, thank you!

Malleus: If you find yourself interested in sculptures, you should seek me out once more.

Malleus: I can explain to you at length not only about stone sculptures and bronze sculptures, but also gargoyles as well.

Deuce: Gargoyles…?

Malleus: Ah, so you aren't familiar with them. No matter. I'll start with explaining what they are…

Deuce: Uhhhh… Wait, uh, I was actually thinking about asking Rosehearts-ryōchō about the paintings with the Card Soldiers!

Deuce: Please, I hope you can wait for another opportunity to explain it all to me! I'll be leaving now, Draconia-senpai!

Malleus: He shouldn't run in the museum like so… I fear it is only a matter of time before the sound of Rosehearts' ireful shouts fill the halls.

Malleus: Really now, humans sure are always in a hurry. I think I'll take my time taking in the exhibits in the museum.

Malleus: Oh, what do we have here…? This is a painting of the princess who was blessed by the diurnal faes.

Malleus: What a lively birthday celebration. I wonder if I would have been invited to attend, had I lived in those times…

Malleus: …Hmph, they would do well to carefully think about who to invite to their celebrations. For if I were not invited to such a gala…

Malleus: I may have brought down upon them a cloud of destruction, darkening the sky and cursing them to the ends of the earth…

Requested by Anonymous.

[extinct-fish]

Werewolf in Aisle 4 Drabble

a little WIP thing

Inaba, a small, quiet town in the middle of nowhere. It was relatively sparse, yet populated at the same time. It was quite a bit dark out, and the local Junes was closing. 

Yosuke Hanamura was working the nightshift at Junes, helping customers and sometimes dealing with snooty, pain-in-the-ass coworkers. There weren’t many employees on the clock as it was closing, but that didn’t mean there weren’t customers.

“Oh, did you know?” A customer piped up.

Yosuke was doing inventory, but he couldn’t help but overhear the conversation.

“Oh, yeah, October’s here,” another realized.

“Yeah. It’s that time of the year.”

“Can’t wait for those warnings to not pet any ‘suspiciously-large dogs’ once again.”

“Good lord, you’ve been on tumblr for too long.”

“So says the tumblr gremlin.”

Yosuke had to hold in a laugh as he heard the conversation. It was times like this that made his job worth it. 

Yu Narukami was at home with the Dojimas: Nanako, and Ryotaro, and their guest, Tohru Adachi. Yu was preparing a meal as Ryotaro observed Adachi with caution. Nanako, on the other hand, was having fun, chatting with Adachi and being shown some cool little magic tricks.

“Yu,” Dojima spoke up.

“Yeah?” he asked, turning his head as he was cooking the udon noodles.

“Today’s the start of October, and I thought I should give you a heads up.”

“What for?”

“Well, around Inaba, especially in October, werewolf sightings are common.”

“Werewolves? I thought they weren’t real?”

“Oh, they are real,” Adachi added, “They are. I once got scared shitless-”

“Language,” Dojima scolded authoritatively.

“Scared out of my wits while coming home.”

“Curse around Nanako again and we’re gonna have problems.”

“Sorry, boss…”

“Dojima-san, I don’t think you should worry too much,” Yu chuckled.

“I know-”

“Besides, I’ll drop-kick him out the window for a snickers if he does it again.”

“You’re not helping,” Adachi sighed.

Yu laughed a bit at Adachi’s response.

“I’m just messing with you… partially,” Yu added with a mischievous grin.

Nothing says you’re his friend quite like picking on him. But yeah, as Dojima said, In Inaba, werewolf sightings are common, but most commonly in October. When it’s the first of October, the police give out warnings to the public, warning them that they should not try to approach or pet any suspiciously-large dogs. Those suspiciously-large dogs happen to be werewolves. 

Werewolf sightings used to be rare, that was until Yosuke moved to Inaba. Yosuke, the son of the owner of the Inaba branch of Junes, is a werewolf. However, he was quite ashamed of this detail, worried that he might get hated by the entire town if he was revealed to be a werewolf.

It wasn’t like Yosuke was feral by any means, in fact, he’s relatively conscious on full moons. Due to this, he only works the overnight shift in Junes during full moons. However, he can’t really speak, unless you count barks, growls, huffs, and whines as talking. Of course, he may be dumb, but he’s still smart in his own capacity, as he’s resorted to learning sign language to better communicate with customers. The problem is that he needs an interpreter if he was to work the register. Of course, that’s not a problem as he’s often just loading shelves.

Now, let’s get to the main story.

“Did ya hear? Werewolf season is here!” Chie mentioned.

“Oh, yeah, now that you mention it, I’ve always wanted to pet a werewolf!” Yukiko added.

“Senpai, I don’t think you’d wanna get bitten by a fleabag,” Kanji sighed, the comment making Yosuke feel slightly uncomfortable.

“I wanna pet a werewolf!” Teddie cheered.

“Of course you do,” Chie sighed.

“You’re not supposed to pet werewolves, you idiot!” Yosuke hissed.

“I heard about it from my uncle,” Yu mentioned, “But I didn’t think they were real until Adachi-san commented how he saw it one time.”

“Wait- Adachi saw it?!”

“I didn’t really ask, so I don’t know the whole story.”

“Either way, Senpai,” Rise mentioned, “I don’t think you should ride around at night until November. It’s a little risky.”

“I don’t think it’s that big of a deal,” Yu dismissed, “I’ll be fine.”

“Partner, are you sure?” Yosuke doubted, “Maybe there’s a reason to not be out so late.”

“I appreciate the concern, but I’ll be fine.”

Yu then cheekily patted the top of Yosuke’s head, eliciting a squeak and a reddened face from the gesture. It was a gesture Yu often did to mess with Yosuke, since he simply assumed Yosuke was simply either not used to affection or very much deep enough in the closet to watch a circus in Narnia… or suck dick in Narnia, pick your poison.

[sixosix]

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔: 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄

( ? ) you’re the gojo satoru in this universe; the same one satoru happened to find himself shoved in without warning.

( # ) soulmates, mostly fluff and little angst, hopeful ending, gojo is so confused lord help him. no gender for reader but princess nickname once (1). oh and profanity because i’m sixosix

“oi, did you guys see that?”

kugisaki is frowning up at the sky, narrowed eyes glaring at something that flashed by. satoru wasn’t really paying attention, only half-heartedly listening to his students’ conversation to join in with a comment or two. he should’ve paid more attention had he known this would change his fucking life.

fushiguro makes a noise to say he didn’t, while itadori changes into a fighting stance, fists out and eyes wild.

“there was a shooting star!” kugisaki points at the sky, a look of awe settling openly on her face. “did no one else see it? seriously?”

“a shooting star!?” itadori is all but vibrating on his spot, head whipping in all directions to catch it—but they all see nothing but a blank canvas of blue. “where!?”

“ugh,” kugisaki rolls her eyes, “you totally missed it.”

“d’aw.” itadori’s shoulders slump, leaning dramatically against fushiguro, who at least doesn’t make a move to push him away. megumi, satoru muses, pretends to be all that even when he’s nothing like it at all.

maybe he’s learning too much from him.

“next time,” fushiguro mumbles so quietly you’d think it’s only for himself.

but itadori and kugisaki grin at him, both patting his back. satoru smiles.

“you know,” itadori says, picking up the pace to walk backward in front of the group. “i heard from my senpai that if you see a shooting star, it means you’ll be with someone you’re meant to be with soon!”

“oh?” satoru stands up straighter as his students turn to glance at him, “that’s a good one.”

itadori nods so hard that satoru’s afraid his head will come rolling off. “yeah! yeah, i know! and it’s funny ’cause the next day—” he gasps, skidding to a stop as he gapes at them with wide eyes, “—oh! you guys are my soulmates.”

he tackles his ‘soulmates’ and satoru sidesteps to evade.

kugisaki, enraged: “don’t slobber all over me, idiot!”

fushiguro, unperturbed: “i thought shooting stars were for wishes.”

itadori, enthusiastic: “it can mean both, don’t be a killjoy.”

satoru smiles to himself as he watches them from behind, before his eyes flit back to the dark sky. another shooting star comes flying past, and he doesn’t wish for anything. he doesn’t even have to think it.

deep down, he already knows what he’s longing for.

when satoru snaps back, he’s instantly on guard.

his senses are on overdrive, ringing and screaming even when he screws his eyes shut. his head pounds, eyes stinging even underneath his blindfold. but danger is danger, so he pushes through and examines his surroundings.

frankly, he doesn’t know how he ended up here.

he remembers closing his eyes to drift off to sleep, remembers the comfort of something soft under him—and then the next thing he knows, he’s lying on the fucking ground with a very attractive (but somehow unsettling) person staring down at him.

what did you say again?

he lets your words process in his head. and then he blinks.

“what the fuck does that mean?”

it’s not often that satoru finds himself cursing so venomously, especially not to a pretty stranger like this. he has a reputation that he keeps for fun.

but then again, it’s not often satoru wakes up in another universe.

“it means that you don’t belong here, genius,” you laugh, and satoru must’ve visibly bristled to make you grin wider.

something about you unnerves him.

maybe it’s because he could consider the possibility that you just kidnapped him and told him he’s traveling to parallel universes. but for some reason, he feels that you’re not lying. and his gut instinct never let him down.

or… it’s because your presence is overwhelming.

“gojo?”

he can’t explain it, but something about you is driving him crazy. you’re familiar, but he’s never seen your face before. and just how can that be possible?

he… doesn’t see you as a threat, even though—again—he’s never met you before, and you were the first in his vicinity when he awoke on the ground.

what does that mean? is this a curse’s work? is this more powerful than anything he’s encountered before?

“gojo!”

his skin is buzzing, thrumming with energy ready to burst out at any given second.

his eyes are straining painfully, but he still has his blindfold, so what’s the deal?

“satoru!”

he snaps out of it and glares at hand about to land on his shoulder, hissing, “don’t even think about it.”

hostility might not be the best course of action for someone who’s willingly providing him with information, but he feels crazy and terrified out of his mind, alright?

you chuckle at his expression—and again, he doesn’t understand how he can’t feel anything from you that should make him turn and run even when his six eyes tell him that you’re too powerful even for him. “sorry, sorry. you looked like i was losing you there for a sec.”

it’s only then satoru realizes he’s literally still on the ground, on the grass, knees spread, arms behind him, his hands tickled by the green blades. he didn’t even notice he was in such a vulnerable position.

“okay,” he intones in hopefully a cool way to distract you from the pink tint on his cheeks, “this was fun and all, sweets. enlightening, really, if i was a scientist. but i’m a busy man—you know how it is.”

gojo satoru can’t believe he’s almost looking forward to seeing the higher-ups just to get out of this.

before he can even fully turn in a 180, you’ve warped right behind him, meeting him halfway. “wait!” you exclaim, and holy shit you’re touching his wrist!

he can feel the warmth of your skin, the softness, the gentleness. “what…?” satoru blinks, reaching for his infinity.

“it won’t work,” you say, like you already know what he’s thinking. maybe you do. “didn’t you listen? i’m like you. your six eyes won’t see me as a threat, because you don’t.”

okay. he is confused.

he is seeing you as a threat, he knows this. because 1) he’s never seen you in his life. 2) he woke up and you told him he is currently in another universe. 3) you have some kind of ability that is messing with his six eyes—and it’s driving him crazy.

“how can i trust you?” he asks instead, pulling away from your grip.

“…sorry?”

he’s glad that his blindfold is hiding the way he’s looking for all possible exit lanes—but somehow, he has a feeling that you can sense that, too. “you could just be spouting bullshit for all i know. can’t blame a man for asking for proof.”

“ugh.” you wrinkle your nose. gojo’s eyes snap to it for some reason. “i was hoping you’d just go along.”

“i’m offended you think so low of my intelligence.”

you scoff, and satoru is acutely aware of the fact that you’re too close to him and seem to make no plans of moving. “how about i just prove it to you?”

why are you still holding his arm?

“sure.”

satoru briefly wonders if anyone is looking for him right now. he could just… teleport away, but for some reason, everything about this is messing with his eyes; therefore, his brain, rendering him absolutely useless until he gets his shit together.

yeah, it’s definitely not that and not because he is a little interested in what’s going on to make him stuck with you.

of course it’s— what the fuck.

a burst. a splash of colors. a thrum of energy buzzing faintly in the air as an aftermath.

sure enough, some curses start to creep closer to you both at the sight.

satoru’s eyes widen underneath his blindfold when he finally realized you weren’t kidding about the ‘gojo satoru in this universe’ part. “that was—”

“i also have six eyes and limitless,” you cut in. “and as we both know, there is only one sorcerer in the world who has that—and you’re in a different one right now.”

no wonder why he’s so entranced by your eyes.

wait, what?

“and you’re not just making me see things, hm?” he supposes he’ll entertain you for a while. until someone comes to pick him up so he can leave without feeling like a coward. because he’s not a bit freaked out. he’s not.

you snort, twirling your fingers. a breeze flies past from your impact. “you can think that way, but we both know that hand-holding earlier is impossible to make you feel things with. especially you, gojo.”

satoru feels himself blush at the memory. maybe that explains why you were able to touch him even when he didn’t purposefully lower his guard.

“alright, i’ll bite,” he lifts both his hands in surrender. “tell me, though, budget-satoru—” the stink eye you flash at him is hilarious, “—how do you know i’m from another universe? we could’ve just… never met each other before.”

“you’re right. we’ve never met each other before.”

“you’re pulling my leg here.”

your glare is as threatening as a baby cat. aww damn, satoru’s always had a soft spot for cute things. “…do you believe in soulmates?” you wring your hands nervously.

soulmates. someone you’re perfectly suited to be with—someone meant for you as you are for them.

a smirk worms its way to his face. “oh? you think i’m your soulmate?”

“something like that.”

satoru almost slips at the brutal honesty. “that’s cute.”

with a roll of your eyes, you thwack his head—abuse of power!—and then hold both of his hands to force all his attention on you. it strangely feels nice. when was the last time someone did this? he ignores it. “yesterday… no—last night, what did you do?”

“huh?”

“were there shooting stars last night? did you catch sight of it?” you ask, almost too eagerly and satoru’s mind is whirring. “because if that’s the case, i think i might have an answer!”

“what are you talking—”

satoru pauses. “there was a shooting star last night. well, i caught two.”

you nod excitedly, and there’s a sense of deja vu where he’s almost worried your head will fall off. satoru feels weird, staring at you—everything familiar yet nothing he’s seen before.

“yes! yeah, exactly, i knew it!” and as if you forgot satoru was even here, you smile sheepishly. “uh, did you make a wish at it?”

did he?

or was he longing for it for too long that every part of him wished for it itself?

“i can’t tell you that, or else it won’t come true!” he protests, like a child.

“idiot, it already did.”

satoru pulls away, like you’ve burnt him. and maybe, it’s because felt like you did, something about you is warm—his skin is left feeling flushed. “you’re serious about the soulmates thing?” he asks, frowning.

“unfortunately.”

now that snaps satoru back to action. “don’t look so down, you should be grateful it’s me instead of anyone else!”

“egotistical brat,” you remark instead of a thank you.

“don’t talk to your soulmate like that,” he grins.

now that he’s entertaining the idea, he doesn’t seem to mind it. it explains a lot of reasons—why he feels so comfortable even when he’s never met you, and why he’s stuck with you when he wished to be with someone he loves and who could love him the same.

just thinking about it is making him flustered, so he waves it off like a cloud of smoke.

“you believe me?” your hopeful eyes beam at him.

he steels himself. “no… not yet. but it makes sense, so i suppose i understand how you came to this conclusion—that being said, how were you so sure that i’m from another universe? for all you know, we just weren’t aware of each other until now.”

“ah. well, i guess it’s time for formal introductions.” you clear your throat, bending down to a mocking bow. “l/n y/n, one of the teachers at jujutsu high. i’m born with six eyes and limitless, dubbed as the strongest. i have students, though one of them is overseas at the moment.”

okay. he figured that much, if you really are what he is in “his world”.

“you,” a finger poking at his chest, “are a high school teacher in this universe. still a teacher—fitting, huh?” you muse, “you were always meant to be one, probably.”

“then have you met me before, dear stalker of mine?”

“i-i’m not—i’m not a stalker!”

oh, that’s an interesting reaction.

“don’t look at me like that with your ugly face—” and gojo gasps in offense, squawking sulkily how dare you! “—i just see you in the same place every day when i pass by to get to the school. and then i just hear…stuff. people like to talk, you know?”

“you could just teleport, you know?” he mocks in your tone. “unless you like the view?”

“ugh, this is why you aren’t my soulmate,” you scrunch your face in clear distaste.

“we’re literally the same person!” he wails.

you take him to the café you claimed you always see your gojo satoru in.

it’s too familiar for him to dismiss the details until he remembered you mentioning that this is a café from the route to jujutsu high. he doesn’t walk the path often, but when he does, it’s the same old, same old.

he hopes to check it out when he returns. if he returns.

(there’s always someone sitting by the window, head buried in their arms. and satoru always notices them first, finding amusement in hair sticking out from all directions.)

“why are we standing outside like creepy stalkers?” satoru stage-whispers.

you glare at him. “i don’t want you to embarrass me in front of everyone.”

gojo coos, “aw, you care about first impressions so much? well, i’ll say—my first impression of you certainly wasn’t the most pleasant—”

you make a move to strangle him, and he laughs as he avoids it.

“you better hope at least someone will miss you back home—”

“everybody loves me—”

you and satoru both notice the moment it happens:

this world’s satoru walking in the room.

he hears how your breath catches in your throat, sees how your eyes widen slightly, and feels how your heart stutters for a beat. it leaves him feeling dazed, unable to look away.

he doesn’t know why that look on your face affects him so much.

“there. that one,” you murmur, reluctantly pulling your gaze away from his doppelgänger to look up at him shyly. you’re embarrassed, satoru notes. “well—you obviously know what you look like. i wasn’t lying, okay?”

“of course, princess,” he croons, resisting the urge to pinch your cheeks to see what other expressions you’d make.

“ugh,” you glare. it makes him grin wider.

this world’s doppelgänger of him isn’t even anything special. it has his stunning looks, sure; enough to make some strangers look twice, but if it’s him without what makes him special, then who is he?

just a man with a stable job and peculiar features. he doesn’t understand how some version of him that’s so… bland can catch the eye of someone like you. he almost feels like it’s unfair.

“you have good taste,” he says instead, humming appreciatively.

you make a face. “please don’t tell me you’re checking yourself out.”

“hey, it’s not every day a man like me can see himself from a third-person perspective.”

“you’re disgusting. i hate you.”

“and yet we’re soulmates. what does that say about you, hm?”

“i’m soulmates with him, not your pathetic budget version,” you say so confidently, chin raised in defiance, that he snorts before he can stop himself.

“speaking of, i think he’s looking our way.”

“what!?”

he’s not lying. the raw, horrified emotion on your face makes him feel less bad about all of this.

he watches as this world’s gojo tilts his head curiously at the two heads poking out from the bushes. you yank him down immediately, and he comes face-to-face with your neck as you survey inside, almost boiling in embarrassment.

it must be contagious, because his cheeks are warming up, and he can’t help but cough to get rid of the butterflies starting to flutter.

“he doesn’t even know you exist; how long will it take before the soulmates part happen?” he asks.

“i’m too impatient for all that,” you scoff. “we’re soulmates, our paths are bound to cross. but it won’t hurt to give a little push, hm?”

his eyes catch on your grin, lips stretched over teeth. he finds himself a bit too entranced by the emphasized line from your ear to shoulder with the tilt of your head. his fingers twitch from his lap.

we’re soulmates.

and he learns: maybe it’s not about what makes him or you special, because whatever’s keeping you two tied together by the pinky finger is special enough.

oh, he realizes belatedly. he doesn’t want to go back.

“i guess so.”

when he wakes up, he’s on his bed, heart pounding and blood rushing, eyes wide at the ceiling.

he knows it isn’t a dream, not when the ghost of your skin is still lingering in the back of his eyelids and the tremble of his breath.

the door is met with a soft chime of a bell when satoru pushes it open.

his heart is racing, uncharacteristically nervous. he hopes his shades are hiding the emotion in his eyes.

everything about it looks the same, and it’s all too familiar even when he’s never stepped foot on it in his life (not in this one, at least, but definitely in another).

he takes a glance around, just to look casual, even though his eyes are already zeroed in on one person.

fate is his destiny, but it wouldn’t hurt to give it a little push.

there. hair sticking out from all directions, a half-empty drink almost suffocated by the death grip it’s trapped in, and a head buried in a mess of arms to accommodate for the awkward position

he pulls up the chair and taps the shoulder carefully.

you look up, eyes wild and bewildered, before it finally lands on gojo. “oh!” the same voice, the same face—it’s hard not to think it’s the same you. “sorry, have we met before?”

satoru chuckles, noting how you still have the same effect on him. you don’t have to know how nervous he feels. at least you don’t have six eyes in his universe. “you can say that. i’m gojo satoru, you?”

maybe it won’t be the same, but so long as his stars are intertwined with yours, he’ll gladly do it all over again.

( A/N ) WWWW THANK U FOR READING. omg. im so sorry for not posting for so long school (+genshin combined) has me so busy. hope u enjoyed!! and if u did, pls reblog :D or comment. id love to hear ur thoughts to motivate me into writing more WOO

[separatist-apologist]

SAS is going to ruin me. I can feel it. I know they’ll get a happy ending . . . But the in between of where they are now and the end . . . Omg I don’t have the constitution for this😭 I am week senpai 💔

Does it help to have a small idea of what's happening next?

Rhysand. Oozing darkness and starry eyed and wholly overdressed in that black and silver tunic of his. He was closer to Lucien’s fathers age, and had been friends with Helion before his own father became High Lord. 

It was like the mother was listening to him and decided to directly intervene. Lucien stepped in front of Rhysand, ignoring the sly smirk that graced the prince of Night’s features. “Little Lucien,” he said with a sneering smile, as though they were matched for height.

Lucien didn’t bother to roll his eyes.“Why are you here?”

“My business is with your father,” Rhysand replied, looking around Lucien’s body. “Where is he?”

“Busy,” Lucien lied. He had no idea where his father was.

[fatexbound]

@epitomees said:

As much as Kotone wished to involve the others for her plan, she knew it wouldn't please Shinjjiro in the slightest. A quiet, reserve, and hardened guy like him refused most, if not all of the dorm's hangout sessions unless they were a one-on-one deal. No large gatherings, and definitely no unnecessary attention drawn to himself. This made it all the more difficult in figuring out a decent strategy to celebrate his birthday. For one thing, the red-head only recently acquired this information thanks to Akihiko-senpai, which didn't give her ample time to prepare something for the occasion.

It looked like he'd get his wish, after all. A quiet, neglected day...so he thought.

Once the school bell announced the end of the day, Kotone quickly typed out a message to Shinjiro asking him to meet her at the fountain, implying a sense of urgency near the end. Avoiding the dorm seemed to be her best option if she wanted to draw him out of his room. She took residence at one of the benches, setting down a brown paper bag off to the side and out of view. It looked ordinary, non-suspicious, nothing for Shinji to worry over when he arrived. The sight of his signature maroon jacket brightened her smile more. She waved him over, enthusiastic in her gestures as it was quite common with the SEES leader.

"Glad you can make it, Senpai!" Once he joined her, Kotone carefully rummaged in the paper bag until she pulled out his first gift. A cupcake packaged in a cupcake-shaped plastic container for easy transportation. "I was wondering if you could um....try my new baking creation. I made it in cooking club! Felt a little experimental this time around, aaaaand well...knowing you and all, I figured why not hear how it tastes from the best!" She scooted a little closer only for her to start pointing out the cupcake's flavor and appearance. "I used a vanilla cinnamon flavor for the base, then added in some brown sugar and caramel mixture as a filling to give it a sweeter, subtle flavor. The icing was a little harder to make though since I was going for a vanilla caramel whipped texture."

But it looked pretty good! She thought it came out decent, but she knew Shinji would be the final judgement.

"I hope you like it-OH! Yeah, hang on! I got you something too while I was waiting!" His second gift ; a manga book. "I only read the back description soooo I'm not sure how good it is, but it's about these demons that enter a cooking competition in order to becoming the Lord of the Underworld's personal chefs. I thought you'd enjoy it!"

Shinjiro's birthday | Accepting

Shinjiro rose from his bed at his usual time, although sleeping until it got dark and forgetting about this day was a cruel temptress. If only food and water weren't necessities for the human body to function properly... he'd be fine with it. Zero attention, zero care apart from his old childhood friends who each got him something special on his desk. Even a simple birthday card was nice but meaningless to him.

There was no point in celebrating anything when he didn't know when his time would be up.

And yet, someone messaged him while he was getting a drink from the vending machine at the station. Opening up his cell phone, he noticed the name on the screen. Kotone - their leader, who was asking him to meet her at the fountain of Paulownia Mall for some kind of emergency.

As if he cared, but he went there anyway, taking his time. The sight of red hair in a ponytail told him that he found her quickly, and as he expected, her cheerful demeanor was still ever so present in contrast to his broody mood.

"Ya don't have to act so innocent. Aki and Kirijo told you, I'm guessin'." Why wouldn't they? Those idiots were still causing him trouble. "Whatever. Lemme try it." Taking note of her description, he rotated it in his hand, looking it over before taking his first bite. "Hm... light and fluffy, not overcooked..." He murmured thoughtfully. "The brown sugar is a little too much with the vanilla cinnamon, but overall... a good effort." That's the highest praise she'll ever get out of him.

He was baffled by his second gift, raising an eyebrow. "Demons... who want to become personal chefs? The hell kinda shit do they come up with? I'm not much of a manga reader, but... I guess it's worth a shot. Just..." He groaned in irritation, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. "Don't bother with spending money on me, no matter how cool ya think it is. It's fine. It doesn't matter that much."

[ageofsun]

Higuchi: A Thot

I want to talk about Higuchi, because the last time we had an author without a skill, y'all know what we got? Tachihara

First, the briefest of biographies for irl Higuchi Ichiyo:

She was born in 1872 to a family of farmers living in Tokio. She was shy and quiet, and when she studied on a prestigious institute for poetry she developed a sort of inferiority complex, as her family was economically strained and all of her classmates were well off.

After the death of her father, her mother, siblings and her moved to Yoshiwara, a red district in Tokio, where she found the inspiration for her stories, with usually involve the struggles of poor women.

She worked at odd jobs until she found success with her short tale Umoregi (translated as In the Darkness, literal "obscurity"). She fell in love with her writing mentor, but it was unrequited.

Her most celebrated works include Nigorie (translated as In Muddy water, lit. muddy creek), Juusan'ya (trans. The Thirteenth Night, lit. 13th night of the 9th month, a crescent-moon watching festival), and Takekunabe (trans. Growing Up, lit to compare height).

She produced over 25 stories in the period between 1892 and her death of tuberculosis at age 24 in 1896.

We can find clear traces of Higuchi-sensei in bsd Higuchi: her inferiority complex (do I really belong in the Mafia?) and unrequited love (which I consider an interesting twist in the 'senpai please notice me' type of character), and I think we could make the case for a similar backstory (Higuchi-sensei's father entered vassalage -sp?- to a lord the year before the feudal system was banned, then became a goverment official but died drowning in debt; so middle class but plunged in poverty, as good a reason as any for bsd Higuchi to enter the Mafia).

But that's not why I'm here for. I'm here for HER SKILL. What is it? Has it manifested yet but it's a non-combat type of skill so she never uses it? Or is she going to be our window into seeing a skill manifest for the first time (oh god I hope so)?

Higuchi-sensei's works are mostly tragedies: Takekunabe is the story of the last days of a girl before she's old enough to be sold to a brothel; Nigorie is the story of a courtesan stabbed by a former lover; Juusan'ya is about a woman married to an abusive man; Yamiyo (trans. Encounters on a Dark Night, lit. mooonless night) is a couple's failed attempt at revenge. But from what little I could find online, her stories have a "this is just how it is on this bitch of an Earth" quality. Not exactly defeatism but more like status-quoism.

All this leads me to believe, maybe foolishly, that some tragedy will befall bsd Higuchi and her skill will manifest (putting money on something happening to Akutagawa in front of her rn). It will be enough to save Akutagawa/herself/what-have-you, but it will have no effect whatsoever on their relationship: senpai will always be too busy thinking about Dazai to notice her. Status-quoism at its finest.

Now, what will her skill be? Let's search Higuchi-sensei's works for clues.

And damn, this woman liked her Thing as Title: we have Umoregi (obscurity), Nigorie (muddy creek), Juusan'ya (13th of 9th month), Yamiyo (moonless night), Outsugomori (New Year's Eve), Wakaremichi (crossroads), Yamisakura (flowers in dark -or depression), Wakarejimo (spring frost), Samidare (early summer rain)... I could keep going and going.

Considering bsd Higuchi's first fight was against Tanizaki's light snow, I'd love to see her skill being based on a weather title. However, it's unlikely because her most famous novel (which earned her praise from, maybe meaningfully, Mori Ougai) was Takekunabe (to compare heights, so maybe giantification??)

[tsuki-sennin]

Gotchanko! Despair not, young alchemists! The Door to Darkness may yet be opened and you're left without a guide, but we may yet still have a chance~!

We ride the train to the Ouroboros Realm, and there we find our chance!

Spoilers, I guess...

-Making a big ol' cauldron~!

-Utopia of his design.

-Say fellas, did someone mention the Door to Darkness?

-Crosshoppin' and Taenlinin'

-"Ichinose Hotaro... you have the key to the end of all Chemies."

-So, permanent stasis is your plan, Geryon?

-Ohhhhhhhh, Nishiki.

-"Please... do your best, Kamen Riders!"

-"Waste that motherfucker, y'all!"

-I suppose he'd have no need for the real Chemies if he can still make Repli-Chemies and Malgams en masse.

-Renge...

-Hell yeah, Sabi!

-Z

-Zukyun!

-Hot damn!

-I have to hand it to Miyahara-san, that's a perfect expression of shock.

-Gotta look good for Senpai~!

-Waaaaaaaaaait

-Oh

-Noooooo...

-Dread! Sanshiki!

-ISAAAAAC

-They broke him!

-And Hotaro is down.

-"You make a fine alchemist my boy."

-Help us, Minato-sensei!

-:((((

-Take that pain... and build again.

-OH????

-Geryon's got Azoth.

-That is

-I should remind you that many ancient Islamic alchemists like al-Razi and Ibn Sina were much more famous for theology and medicine.

-Minato-sensei :D

-Lots of practical sword fighting this season, I see!

-Let's fucking GOOOOOOO

-Kudo, Spanner, you guys can handle these scrubs, right?

-The darkness...

-Even in silence the pain is deafening.

-Everyone...

-Gotcha, Gotcha, Gotcha!

-Come home, my son!

-Isaac....

-Oh shit, X-Wizard!

-Minna...

-Crosshopper!

-Little guy...

-Crosshoppin'...

-The potential of humans and Chemies...

-Tenliner!

-Be dispelled, Ouroboros~!

-Crosshopper, welcome back.

-Just gonna sit right there aaaaand...

-Platina Gotchard~!

-A whole new power...

-He's a lot shinier than your gold, pal.

-Ohhhhhhhhh, even more~!

-This is peak

-Big Shot Alchemist-style Rider Kick.

-"My meth empire... has fallen..."

-E

-El Dorado, oh lord.

-He's absolutely being eaten.

-An S-rank victory

-You sure seem quite happy, X-Wizard~!

-Welcome back :)

-The Dark Sisters have all survived Geryon's downfall.

-S

-Starshine Hoshino

-Holy shit it's Juggler!

-What he doin?????

[sakuwsker]

Summer 2023 Anime List

Last season went by fast and there were lots of hidden gems in there, and hopefully they'll get more seasons. This summer season is fullpacked and lots of goodies coming, and can't wait the hype of JJK 2nd season will bring and see Gojou once again animated so lots of screenshots coming your way :'D

25/6

幻日の��ハネ/Genjitsu no Yohane: Sunshine in the Mirror

Adventure and fantasy anime, PV looked great and funny, also characters seems to be rather nice.

1/7

うちの会社の小さい先輩の話/Uchi no Kaisha no Chiisai Senpai no Hanashi/My Company's Small Senpai

Height difference. Also they look so cute, so excitedly waiting how their relationship evolves. Kouhai is voiced Shin Yuuki, cast has also Shimazaki Nobunaga.

AYAKA/Ayaka: A Story of Bonds and Wounds

Excited with this one, looks amazing! Cast is great; Uemura Yuuto, Terashima Takuma, Umehara Yuuichirou, Toriumi Kousuke, Tsuda Kenjirou, Fukuyama Jun and Hayami Saori.

ライザのアトリエ ~常闇の女王と秘密の隠れ家~/Ryza no Atelier: Tokoyami no Joou to Himitsu no Kakurega/ Atelier Ryza: Ever Darkness & the Secret Hideout The Animation

PV looked nice, and story is rather interesting.

実は俺、最強でした?/Jitsu wa Ore, Saikyou deshita?/Am I Actually the Strongest?

Murase Ayumu and Okamoto Nobuhiko in the cast, and PV looked funny and great. Isekai anime, and excited to see how it will turn out, and how story develops.

Lv1魔王とワンルーム勇者/Lv1 Maou to One Room Yuusha/Level 1 Demon Lord and One Room Hero

Nakamura Yuuichi being main character's voice, so want to hear him much as possible, and PV was funny. The Demon Lord moves in with the Hero who isn't as strong as he used to be.

悲劇の元凶となる最強外道ラスボス女王は民の為に尽くします。/Higeki no Genkyou to Naru Saikyou Gedou Last Boss Joou wa Tami no Tame ni Tsukushimasu./he Most Heretical Last Boss Queen: From Villainess to Savior

The cast is nice, it's including Fairouz Ai, Uchida Maaya, Suwabe Junichi and Ono Daisuke. PV looked great, and story is interesting so curious to see this.

3/7

もののがたり 第二章/Mononogatari 2nd Season

Yay, so happy this got 2nd season so quickly. Can't wait to see these characters again, and how Kunato will face the evil tsukumogami who was responsible for what happened in the past and what haunts Kunato.

4/7

おかしな転生/Okashi na Tensei/ Sweet Reincarnation

As the title tells, lots of sweets and baking. Main character is voiced by Murase Ayumu, and the pâtissier is such cutie.

好きな子がめがねを忘れた/Suki na Ko ga Megane wo Wasureta/The Girl I Like Forgot Her Glasses

This looked so cute and sweet, and the cast is nice with Wakayama Shion, Itou Masahiro, Kimura Ryouhei and Kobayashi Yuusuke. So curious to see this.

5/7

自動販売機に生まれ変わった俺は迷宮を彷徨う/Jidou Hanbaiki ni Umarekawatta Ore wa Meikyuu wo Samayou/Reborn as a Vending Machine, Now I Wander the Dungeon

This looked hilarious, and a bit different isekai anime, so want to see how it will be.

わたしの幸せな結婚/Watashi no Shiawase na Kekkon/My Happy Marriage

Have been waiting for this quite a while, especially promo pics have been so beautiful. So ecxited to finally see it. Also to hear Ishikawa Kaito's voice with Kimura Ryouhei and Shimono Hiro.

6/7

アンデッドガール・マーダーファルス/Undead Girl Murder Farce

Quite peculiar anime, and PV was more than interesting, so curious to see this, as detective is trying to locate her body with the friends and solving crimes in between.

呪術廻戦/Jujutsu Kaisen 2nd Season

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! Can't just describe enough how much I've been waiting for this when it was announced. And finally see teen Gojou and hopefully lots of tiny Megumi and their lives together, so hopefully there's jujusanpo section as it was in first season.

7/7

るろうに剣心 -明治剣客浪漫譚-/Rurouni Kenshin: Meiji Kenkaku Romantan (2023)

Haven't seen the first adaption and heard that it was good so curious to see this new adpation. Also Saitou Souma being main character's voice, so happy to hear him with Yashiro Taku, Hino Satoshi and Uchida Yuuma.

聖者無双/Seija Musou: Salaryman, Isekai de Ikinokoru Tame ni Ayumu Michi/The Great Cleric

Main character, voiced by Kawashima Reiji, looks so cute, and rather curious to see this isekai anime with different approach.

シュガーアップル・フェアリーテイル/Sugar Apple Fairy Tale Part 2

So happy that didn't need to wait a long when 2nd cour would come, and see Shall Fen Shall and other new characters.

8/7

デキる猫は今日も憂鬱/Dekiru Neko wa Kyou mo Yuuutsu/The Masterful Cat Is Depressed Again Today

Big black cat helping others and his keeper, so ecxited to see this one.

レベル1だけどユニークスキルで最強です/Level 1 dakedo Unique Skill de Saikyou desu/My Unique Skill Makes Me OP Even at Level 1

Another isekai anime, Ishikawa Kaito is voicing the main character. Curious to see this as PV looked promising.

ライアー・ライアー/Liar Liar

Quite curious to see this as PV looked nice. The strategy game in school environment.

七つの魔剣が支配する/Nanatsu no Maken ga Shihai suru/Reign of the Seven Spellblades

PV looked really good, and story is interesting with the academy full of mysteries.

AIの遺電子/AI no Idenshi/The Gene of AI

I was really in awe when I saw PV first time, so have been curious ever since to see this. Doctor who fixes robots and humanoids. Doctor is voiced by Ootsuka Takeo who also is voicing Kunato from Monogatari.

9/7

英雄教室/Eiyuu Kyoushitsu/Classroom for Heroes

Main character is voiced Kawashima Reiji, and PV was great, and fantasy world looked nice.

ダークギャザリング/Dark Gathering

Horror and supernatural anime, curious to see this, although haven't been that keen to watch horror but PV looked interesting, and one of the character is voiced by Shimazaki Nobunaga.

ゾン100～ゾンビになるまでにしたい100のこと～/Zom 100: Zombie ni Naru made ni Shitai 100 no Koto/Zom 100: Bucket List of the Dead

Another horror and supernatural anime in a row with hint of comedy. PV looked promising, and main character is voiced by Umeda Shuuichirou who has so cute voice, also Furukawa Makoto is there.

10/7

SYNDUALITY/Synduality: Noir

Very curious to see this as PV was great and there wasn't a lot to find out for what kind of anime is this, also being Sci-Fi themed makes it interesting.

11/7

ヘルク/Helck

Konishi Katsuyuki voicing main character, Helck. PV was funny and curious to see this, it has 2nd cour coming.

13/7

白聖女と黒牧師/Shiro Seijo to Kuro Bokushi/Saint Cecilia and Pastor Lawrence

Have been curious ever since saw first PV, and the characters looks so cute. Ishikawa Kaito is voicing main character, and excited to see how their relationship evolves.

スパイ教室/Spy Kyoushitsu 2nd Season/Spy Classroom Season 2

I was rather surprised how I liked the first season, so excited to see these girls and Klaus. Happy to see this got 2nd season.

14/7

时光代理人 第二季/Shiguang Dailiren II/Link Click Season 2

So excited to see Link Click 2nd season as the last episode ended that way, and how they'll fix it for better.

[dragonfelling]

Azaiah's story - Cont

A continuation of last Sunday's snippet about Azaiah, co-wrote with @the-majestic-pterodactyl-senpai

*Warnings for parental and domestic abuse, as well as misogyny and religious fuckery

-

Under the ward of Cane, there was no winning.

Azaiah knew that if he were to speak up against his father, There would be more than Alexandria getting hurt. Mitigation of damage was the only way to play the Monarch’s game.

Yes, his loved ones would hate him for a time… but at least he could isolate the violence.

Xavier would not be beaten, their mothers could keep an ounce of pride, and Alexandria would forgive him eventually for daring to give her a taste of life outside castle walls. 

He could at least quietly hope that she would.

Azaiah crouched down on the boardwalk to slide down onto the rocky beach. He offered a hand up to her to assist her in getting down past the bars.

He walked her to the quiet place where Bardhanna and Sibora would go to pray. He did not say much, but he really didn't need to. It was clear this was an important place and Alexandria remembered this secret place from her youth.

A secret nobody dared to speak to Zachariah. 

A small shrine of Rryme was erected here: a symbol of all the Cane siblings' heritage. The 3 mother’s Sea Goddess.

She was carved from the cave stone. While it was not very good, it still resembled her form. She wore a bristly fur that was draped over her.

Bardhanna told the Canes that the cloak was from when they were brought here and that this was a boar fur cloak was Sibora's

She told them stories of their home; stories of Rrymes influence and power beyond the waves.

Various items were left upon the altar: Shells, bones, coins, and old jewelry. Food that was left was eaten by gulls or rats.

The Goddess’ head and altar was stained black with old, repeated sacrifice and she held an athame, or otherwise a ritual dagger.

Azaiah gave his wife a nervous glance before kneeling before Rryme and pulling some coins from a purse. He placed five in an arch, then took the athame from Rrymes mouth.

He sliced into the meat of his left thumb and let out a breathy cry.

He let the blood leak upon the coins before stacking them in a neat pile with the others. This was a common prayer for an Ishidan man, whose recitements and offerings differed from that of women.

He smeared his hand upon her face, sighing and whispering a quick prayer. It was meant to be spoken in the language of the Luminary, but he had fallen behind in those lessons long ago. Zachariah raged when he found out his son was speaking an Ishidan tongue.

When Azaiah was done, he placed the blade back where it belonged after wiping the edge clean on the inside of his cloak. He got up to crouch at the shore where he washed his hand clean in the brine and held the wound until it stopped bleeding and stinging hard enough to make Azaiah cringe.

Alexandria starred in utter disbelief. Az was a loyal Midonian who prayed to Cextos and honored their book. To see him performing such forbidden magic… It seemed absurd.

“Why?” she asked plainly, shaking her head and crossing her arms to protect herself from the cold.

“I'm letting The Goddess know I'm here. I'm letting her taste my sin. If she tastes my blood, if she decides I am no good… then she will pass her judgment alongside the Lord.”

Alex gave him a long, hard look.

“Pick one. You really should make up your mind soon, Azaiah. You can't have both Rryme and Cextos… in the end it's one or the other.”

Azaiah stood up slowly, sighing and staring out into the sprawling, swirling dark ocean.

“Is that right?”

“Do you choose Ishida, or do you choose Zachariah?”

Azaiah turned from the ocean, pulling his cloak off and pulling it over her shoulders.

“It really doesn’t need to be one or the other. Honestly, I'm not interested in a theological debate. I brought you here to show you that I'm willing to trust you… I know you think I'm my fathers son. My mother thinks it, your mother thinks it, Bardhanna thinks it. Really though, at this point in my life the only ones who can really judge me are the Gods. When they deem me as evil as him, my punishment will come down hard and heavy for whatever lines I crossed.”

“There’s no DEBATE, Azaiah. Just-” she shook her head at him again, approaching with a scrunched nose and furrowed brows. “Just look at our mothers.”

Azaiah glanced back towards her, tightening his own expression, "What about our mothers? You clearly have plenty to say about the subject. Go on, say your piece."

"They tried to have both, you know this. They tried to have Rryme for themselves and Cextos to appease that monster. But in the end, they had to choose. They all chose Rryme. Cextos has none of their love."

"I'm not choosing Cextos out of survival. I worship both with my whole heart, this is a completely different set of circumstances."

"... Right. Of course it is. Because you're Daddy's special boy, aren't you? You can have the world and no one can deny you it."

Azaiah shifted his feet and turned his body fully towards her finally. He frowned down at her, his voice dropping into a harsher tone.

"I don't want an argument. I wanted to show you something I thought would bring you some peace, I wanted to show you a vulnerability and you're turning this against me."

Narrowing her eyes back at him, the corner of her mouth twitched

"Whatever, daddy's boy. Your vulnerability is meaningless at the end of the day. You will never truly know life the way Xavier, Mom, Sibora... Bardhanna- even me- know it. You are an outsider looking in on us like we are... some sort of animals in cages. Go back to daddy, then. Go back and plot your guys' next big scheme. Maybe you could out Xavier next? Perhaps then daddy would consider you for the throne? Oh, or- No, nevermind. You would never."

Aza gave her a long, long stare. His mothers eyes, and his fathers coldness.

"Huh, Dad was right... I *have* been doing a great disservice to you. I *have* been letting you stray way too far."

“Oh? Did daddy say that, special boy?” Taking a step towards him, hands on her hips. Turning her cheek to him. Az took a quick step back, recoiling.

 “Then do something about it. Make daddy happy, special boy. Give me a good hit, then you can go crawl on his lap, suck your thumb and tell him all about how big and strong you are.”

Clenching his fists at his side, Az stammered,  "I-..."  

He stared down at her, opening his mouth to say something else and then closing it again. He hesitated for an awkward long few moments then grit his teeth before raising his hand, taking a step back forward and bringing an open palm down on her hard and swift.

It echoed through the cave.

Alexandria’s eyes and jaw clenched shut as she was slapped, flinching but not making a single sound. She did not move her hands, not even to hold the reddening, swelling skin.

She opened her eyes slowly as she powered through the pain, glaring up at him and looking as if she could jump at him and tear his throat out at any moment. She shifted her jaw then spat at his feet. A ball of phlegm streaked pink from cutting her lip on her teeth.

 “Good boy. Daddy’ll be real proud of you, special boy.” 

“"You think I'm some monster, I can't change your mind, so sure! I'll be my dad. I'll be the son of Zachariah-Fucking-Cane and tighten your leash you bitch.”

She turned away from him to start walking out of the cave.

Shivering in anger, Azaiah took a deep breath and watched her leave.

Turning his head to the shrine of Rryme he suddenly felt so, so much worse.

Cursing himself, he internally lamented.

How could I have done that here of all places?

Taking a few deep breaths he went to follow her out, holding his arms and keeping his head down. He picked his cloak off the beach sand, his wife had discarded it like trash. He brushed off the sand that clung to the fabric and pulled it back over his shoulders.

When he caught up he didn’t say anything but the guilt on his face said plenty. Plenty, but hardly enough. Alexandria did not speak a word to him either. She wrapped her arms around herself to keep warm as they made their way back up the sandbar and towards the castle. She barely even cast a glance his way the whole time, rage palpable in the air from both sides.

Azaiah gave her a long few steps of space away from her and she pulled herself up the boardwalk before Azaiah could even offer help.

Alexandria only turned to look at him as they arrived at the castle gates. Really, she looked past him as she opened her mouth to speak. She decided against it though and just scoffed and shook her head.

She retreated to their mothers, and Azaiah would slink to his room to mope and hope nobody would disturb him.

Later, his mothers would get after him for his horrid behaviour. 

[duunswitch]

" Wait. " The voice slices through the silence like a blade. She can feel his presence behind her. The soft rhythm of his footsteps grows closer in the dimly lit hallway, each one feeling like a countdown to her doom. He stops just behind her. His looming shadow casts a suffocating darkness, engulfing her and suffocating any sense of safety she had left. His breaths are hot on her neck, too close for comfort. Far too close.

The palms of his hands settle onto the maid’s shoulders with a gentle touch; a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Though he can’t see his expression from this position, he’s sure to be smiling. He always was.

“ You’ve been acting rather strange lately, “ he says. His voice is a mere whisper upon her ear, dripping with faux concern--practiced, easy and convincing. “ It’s as if you’re nervous about something. Are you alright, my dear? “ She might mistake his honeyed words for genuine if she did not know this game.

[ for the au we talked about rip leanne ]

serial killer senpai noticed me and i wish he would not

"I-I'm fine!" Good lord, she feels like her heart's about to slam out of her chest; how had she caught his attention here? Leanne flinches under his touch, trying to keep her breath steady.

"My lady's just been in a bad mood recently–" Plausible, right? The crazy woman was always in a bad mood, so being worried about her life over it was totally normal right? "So I was trying to keep out of her way!"

Please believe her, she really didn't want to try and think of up anything else remotely plausible for being weird recently. Why couldn't she get a game screen and cool powers like in all those manga she's read? That would have made things way easier.

"Don't–um. Don't tell her, please." Can she melt into the floor now?

[onlytheembersremain]

The only person Eyebrows is gay for is Gwyn

ALSFJSALKDFJLSADFJASFL--!!! 🤣🤣🤣

All knights certainly have a reserved love and loyalty for their lords, eh? Part of the duty. It's honestly one of the reasons I love knights so much. 🥰 I have a weakness for loyal characters and Dark Souls has a TON of them.

But now all I have in my head is an image of Eyebrows being like:

[jlennn-blog]

“Miss Heckner, a candidate for the lord of the darkness aka. Satan” this was my art teacher (art from @shadingnightmares). She was how should I say that without using any swear words... she was (a little bit) mentally disturbed

[madi-wasnt-here-blog]

Teen loki (thor's obsessed)

[swanglord]

Went hard on this!!!!