#Giant Fushi

[lazyheartcomputer]

What a classic

Go Bwah!!

Am i done messing around with mini giant wolf Fushi and March? Nope! Here’s March attempting to walk with by his rope! Silly girl! Original Audio

[insufferablefirehazard]

[dekameter]

Watched the latest episode of To Your Eternity last night and this gave me growth feels

[tparker48]

"So what's a snack like you doing in a place like this? Don't you know its dangeeous to sneak into a predator's house unannounced."

The tiny cowered before the burly giant, the very ground themself shaking with each step they made."Oh how misguided of me, I've stumbled upon an unsuspecting doom. Whatever shall I do?"

A snicker escaped from the predator, hiding it beneath the collar of their. "Come one, Mylin, you gotta make it convincing, I can't get into the role if I you're acting all cute."

"Oh I'm sorry, Fushi, would you like more, 'oh noo please don't eat me' or 'please spare me from that tight belly.'" He draped a hand over the hus forhead. "I can give more spice if you want that."

He giggled a bit, leaning over his small lover "any of that and you'd have the crown awards, shakespear." He kissed at their forehead.

Mylin giggled as the warm lips fiddled at their ears, holding a hand to their cheek. "Well, I'm sure I can tune it up a few." He got up from the end of the couch, crouching to his knees. "**ahem** forgive me for intruding great master, I had no idea I would stumble upon your lair. Please, spare my actions."

That was a bit better, Fushi thought. He scratched at his beard, his tongue glossing across his lips. "Well, it seems you know your status, I shall grant you a task fitting for your cowardice." He grabbed a glass off the table, swirling it between his fingers as he held their chin with a finger. He poured the fluid into their mouth, watching the fluid vanish into their mouth in fee short gulps.

Pouring the rest out from the bottle, he watched as Mylin's size vainshed, lowering to a pile of clothes. And now it was time for the harvest, he lowered down to pick up his his delectable snack, lifting them to his face. "Satisfy my belly, and I shall grant..I shall.." He gazed upon the small tiny between his fingers, a light squee escaping from them. Honey.."

"I know I know but, I can't hold it in." Mylin admitted, wiggling his butt around as if he had a tail. "Its always a trip to visit your belly. Its so warm and squishy, and filled with lots of you. And did mention was squishy?""

He softly rolled his eyes, palming at his face. Why did he have to be so cute, he thought himself. ushering his beard, he smiled lightly. "Fine, we'll get straight to it. But you gotta at least squirm on the way down, you know how I like that part of the role."

He saw the sparkles in his eyes light up, his little head nodding at a quickened speed. Lifting them higher, Fushi opened his mouth, a belch from his throat bathing Mylin in beer scented gas. With another lick along his lips, he dropped him inside, their faint form sliding along his tongue to the back of his throat. In seconds, he felt them spin around, Their little feet dancing about along the backside of his uvula before hands fondled it.

Bringing the back of his tongue to the roof of his mouth, he reach a hand into his pants. He kept his word all right, just like he always does, and each time it always sends a chill down his spine. Leaning into the sofa, he battered its muscle into him before he tilted his head, swallowing him with a swift flex of his flex of his throat. the cute little lump flowing down his body always sent a spark his cock. But nothing felt more estatic than the drop to his stomach. Like dropping a pill inside as it disappeared into his barreled gut.

"Such a delectable snack!" He softly huffed, rubbing through the abdominal hairs before shaking up his own stomach.

A soft object moved across his stomach, wet palms pinballing from meaty fold to another. "Oh no, what a terrible place to be in, im trapped in this giant's hot, sexy belly."

The predator chuckled at the statement. "Aren't you milking a bit hun?"

"What can I say? I like to play the role well."

Always the dramatic one. Fushi took a swig from his beer, feeling the cool liquid flow to the bottom of his stomach where the tiny swam around. Slowly bubbles started to fill it, pushing through his throat like a chimney as he belched it to the air. He shook his around, if only to hear the soft sloshes lingering beyond his muscle It made it worth while as his hubby's moans followed, it's sound nearly comparable to a cows as it vibrated the walls.

Minutes went by, and he was about tuckered out. Scratching at his rear, he felt a bizz in his pocket, pulling out his phone. "Times up hun, let's get you back up before your regrow." He tapped at his stomach.

"Aww, alright." They said.

He moved his legs to the end of the sofa, holding his belly that plonked in weights into the corners of the furniture. With a firm squeeze, fluid expunged at the bottom of his throat, climbing to the top of his mouth as it poured onto his tongue. When he felt him splash on top of it, he swallowed the rest back down, sliding Mylin off his tongue and into the palm of his hand.

He gazed at his drenched form, nuzzling his nose against his back. "Welcome back to outside world, snack." He giggled, watching as pair of soggy hands touch his nose.

"Good to be back" They replied "I really wanted to explore more of your stomach. Could you give me a little more of your serum."

"Hun we've talked about this, I can't use the dosage on a whim, it takes a while before I can conjure a stable batch. It has a time limit you know."

"Yeah, but I wouldn't be in their that long, I'd be out before you even sleep."

"My stomach doesn't just open for anyone, it has to let me decide. Besides, I still gotta prepare the next batch. The second they're done, I promise you'll see my belly again. After all.." He paused, cuddling Mylin into his beard. "You're my favorite belly diver after all."

The little guy pawed at his cheek, his little whimpers turning to giggles " Alright alright, no need to smother me, ya softy."

"But I like smothering you," he set the tiny along the carpet, slowly watching as their size slowly returning as he stood just beneath his chin. "Your just too cute being fun size." He kissed at their forehead, lifting them into his arms.

"Yeah, yeah" Mylin said, against the giant belly. "But I'm not gonna be satisfied til I had some fun. Don't think I didn't hear those fingers fondling at your junk."

"What can I say? You make horny." Fushi said, carrying him up the stairs to the bedroom off to leftside of the hall. "It's your fault for doing all that rubbing afterall."

"Pfft, you're the one who said you wanted me to squirm. Quite the insitigator I'd say."

"Not just any instigator.." Fushi paused, setting him down along the bed. He nudged his gut into him, sending him to his back as he pinned between his arms. "THE instigator."

Mylin became flustered, a warm cylinder object slithering at his left leg. "Hehe, needy bastard. Someone should teach you a thing or two."

"Think you can take me on?" He rubbed at his thighs, circling around the smooth bulge outlining his crotch. "Well then, hun, teach me a lesson."

A grin plastered along his face, his own palm wrapping around Fushi's. "You're on."

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The moon had left the window since the two went to bed. Fushi laido sprawled upon the middle of the mattress, his snores filling the air as he slumbered. However, Mylin wasn't as tired as he was, slouched against soft flesh as pubic hairs fiddled at his cheek, the thick appendage attached to it acting as a pillow. It was midnight, even after their fun, he still felt restless as he stared into the stains of the underwear beneath his boyfriends balls.

If Fushi wasn't sleep, he'd ask him to give him some time in his stomach, at least until the moon left the sky. But deep inside he knew he wouldn't. 'The serum was not yet ready' or so he says. Kinda think of it, he never really seen the process up close, Fushi usually tucked it somewhere until he claimed it was ready. But what defined that?

He pushed over the lumbered arm laying ontop of him, slinking out from the waistband. He glided over his stomach, its low gurgles singing into his ear. Soon, he whispered to himself, rubbing over its tender surface before slinking off the bed.

"Let's see, if I were one of Fushi's viles, where would I be?" He scaled the furniture in the room, taking to the shelves along the door. Nothing but few newpapers, some clothes, and a used dildo. The foul smell lingered off it like old trash, he'll have to remind the big guy to clean it once he wakes up.

He moved toward the drawers, searching the panels from top to bottom for a lead, but even there it proved to be an empty chase. Where could he have hidden it? In a glass jar? A safe maybe? He looked in the cabinets for any more sources, a glare shining in his eyes as he turned toward Fushi. their tanktop slowly raised with every snore that escaped, peeling the fabric away to reveal the round belly beneath. Along his belly button, a glass bottle stuck out, rising and sinking upon the bellied flesh as if it were water.

" bingo.." Mylin said.

He crept to his boyfriend's side, watching the tuft of his beard drag along his chest. He reached for the bottle, plucking its diamond tip from the flappy belly button. He nearly broke a sweat as light giggles escaped from him, cautiously eying their face for one of his eyes to open. When the lumbering lover finally settled, he sighed before hovering the vile in front of him. It was darker than the fluid he had had earlier.

"Hmph, It doesn't look unprepared at at all. Sneaky buzzard must've just said that cause he tired out." He twisted the cap off, smelling at the opening of the bottle. It was sour to say the least, stronger than the usual one. Sucking up breath, Mylin tilted the glass to the air. "Down the hatch."

He poured its substance into his mouth, his taste buds buzzing with its soir taste as it flowed down his throat. As it started to seep into his stomachs, he climbed over Fushi's body. Quickly the effects took place, by the time he reached his knees, he was began to shrink. Reaching his belly, he was but the size of doll, and when he reached his next, as was no smaller than his beard. He used the hairy strands to climb up to the predators lips, their snores booming below as he edged closer.

Looming over the edge, a breath brushed into him as he fanned at the air. "Note to self, remind hubby to not drink too much beer." he said. He grabbed the puffy lips, easing his legs between them before sliding along his tongue. The space was compact, the uvula spiraling over the back of the tongue like a snack as wind blew from beyond the fleshy walls. He always was a heavy sleeper, which meant sneaking in shouldn't be a hassle.

He pried open the meaty layer as snores flowed through the gap, encouraging a yawn as the muscle around widened. Searching through the crumple space, he Managed to find a hold along his tonsils, hoisting them apart to allow passage to the rest of the throat. he rubbed his palms before jumping inside, the muscle cushioning against him like an inflatable as he was carried down to his awaiting friend In a split moment, the valve separating the tube opened, pouring Mylin into a sea of beer that created tides below.

"Homee sweet home" He happily said, splashing around the contents as if it were a pool. He dipped and dived beneath the waves to the folds cuddling together. In a spoon full, he clutched the meaty walls into a hug, its surface rumbling as its gurgles shook his body to its core. "I missed you too."

He splashed around, moving through the waves like a fish as he basked in his hubby's tender stomach. After minutes of swimming around, he resurfaced onto a crease the stomach's wall, wiping away the juices that soaked his hair. He checked his watch, the digital number flipping to 6:00 AM. "Alright, I've had my fill, I'd better head out before Honey wakes up."

He splashed to the surface of the valve, fondling his hands into the soggy crevices to pull them apart. They wouldn't budge for the life of them, his fingers slipping from its surface. "He wasn't kidding about it not opening up for anyone, but maybe with a little coaxing he could-" The walls rotated sluggishly, sending the tiny spiraling as beer juice swirled to the ceiling. It crashed to the bottom of the stomach, the tiny resurfacing as he took a breath. "he just had to turn over.." He muttered, paddling at the substance.

A pulse run through his body, an inch of his size returning. "Its starting already? It hought i had another hour." Another pulse rung through him, a portion of his size reduced as he became lost within the contents of the stomach. He struggles to swim back up, before another pulse brought him back up. " I think I know why he said they weren't ready? I better get out of here before.." He patted the cieling, doughy flesh cushioning his palms. They were smooth, too smooth for his fingers to even pinch. "Where the valve?!"

His size pulsed again, his feet poking into the stomach's wall. He patted around the chamber, pinching at every corner he could find. His size grew and shrunk on its own accord, the once light pulse now radiating through his very being. He skyrocketed to the ceiling, crouching as the fleshy wall pressed into his head.

"Where is the damn thing?.." He strated to grit, fumbling his finger into the beer below. His finger touched with something soft, a fold nipping at his fingertips. There it is! He held his breath, reaching further down to interact with the folds. The space was dark and yellow, but his palm was able to guide him to the winking valve.

But even at his success of finding it, it still proved too slik and too tight to move apart. With another boom of growth, his body curled into a ball, the layer of the abdominal walls curling at his back as he faced his toes. With one final pulse, his body filled the stomach like a balloon, halting himself at only half his size.

"Ah crap.."

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Fushi's belly swished around as he slumbered throught the night. Mylin was too big to squeeze through the valve, now stuck inside his boyfriends sromach as the moon left the window. The sun soon poured into the widow sill, blinding Fushi's eyes with its glow. He groaned as he shielded himself, drawing the covers over to block it out.

"Uh, dear..could you get the curtain?.." He mumbelwd, slumping hi arm to the side of him. His palm was able to feel covers, but there was no Mylin. He groggily opeoened his eyes to an empty bedside, his body sprawled as his feet dangled off the edge of the mattress. "Honey?..where'd you go?" He called into the air, looking to the bathroom in the in bedroom to the hallway. With a heavy sigh, he slumped tonside of his bed. Scratching at his belly softly.

"If this is a wake up exercise Mylin, I would appreciate if it wasn't at the crack of the dawn." He belched for. Molent, feeling the air rush out from inside him. But a stiff object caught his attention, his stomach bubbling and lurching in place. Odd, his stomach's acting funny, as if it were bloated. Was it something he ate? Or drank?

He shook around his gut to get a better feel, feeling the walls subdue the lingering feeling. Whatever it was in there, it seemed to be no match for his stomach. Perhaps he'll let Mylin have a look when he finds him.

"If you're playing the quiet game downstairs, you better be making breakfast too." He wobbled down the stairs, fondling at the side as moved through the hallway. Still groggy, he walking over the vile along the floor, their substance non existent with only a drop that remained.

[aheckinmess]

Where There's a Will, There's a Wave (Dad Nanami)

(Part 1 of Season of Serendipity.) Read on AO3.

Tags: Dad Nanami, Kid Yuji, Dad Gojo, Kid Fushiguro, Beach Day, Nanami Needs a Vacation, So Beach Day It Is, Gojo is a Giant Man Child, But We Still Love Him

Word Count: 1,009 words

Summary: Nanami takes Yuji on a car ride and surprises him with a beach trip!

"Otouchan, where are we going?" Yuji chirped in the backseat as Nanami continued their journey to the beach. "Is Uncle Gojo going to be there?"

Nanami would never understand what Yuji found so fascinating about Satoru Gojo (the man was an idiot) but he allowed himself a small smile at the boy's excitement. Yuji's pink, fluffy hair twisted this way and that as he wiggled in his car seat in a desperate attempt to look out the window.

"You'll see, Yuji-kun." Nanami repeated for the fifteenth time. "We're almost there. And yes, Gojo-san will be there. So will Fushi-kun."

"Yaayyy!!" Yuji squealed, squeezing his stuffed panda bear tight.

The horizon cut in two as they drove closer and the tree line disappeared. A stark line between blue sky and white sand relaxed Nanami's muscles instantly. Gojo may be a giant child himself, but I can't deny needing a chance to rest from work.

He pulled them into the parking lot and quickly unbuckled Yuji, setting him down after putting on his backpack. Then, he grabbed the cooler and a large umbrella before locking the car.

He chuckled when Yuji stood immobile, staring with awe at the beach stretching before both of them.

"The beach!" Yuji shrieked. "Will we get to swim?!"

"Yes, Yuji-kun. All in good time. First, we have to go find where Gojo-san and Fushi-kun have set up." He started walking while keeping an eye behind him. "Keep up with me."

The little boy was insatiable. He trotted circles around Nanami, babbling the whole way. And when Gojo came into view? Not even a Special Grade would have been able to keep Yuji from speeding headlong towards him.

"UNCLE GOJO!" Yuji squawked, kicking sand up and losing a sandal in the process.

Nanami shook his head with the huff of a chuckle as he found the spot Gojo set up and started setting their things beside it. Fushiguro toddled right up to him.

"Do you need help, Uncle Nananmi?"

Whereas Yuji kept heaps of energy stored up and running constantly, Fushiguro was of a milder temperament. Gojo and Nanami often joked that they adopted the wrong child.

But Nanami wouldn't trade Yuji for anyone or anything.

"I've got it, Fushi-kun. But your offer is appreciated." He praised, before turning to Yuji and Gojo, who already had his son on his shoulders.

"Gojo-san! Bring Yuji over here so I can give him some sunscreen."

"Aaahhh, but we're having so much fun, Nanami!" Gojo laughed as he tromped under the umbrella to him.

"Thank you. Hold still, Yuji-kun."

After the addition of sunscreen and the subtraction of his shirt, Nanami finally stepped out with Yuji towards the ocean. Poor little Yuji had to waddle with all of his floaties, but even that didn't stop his happy squeals.

"Otouchan, swim with me?" Yuji's big brown eyes sparkled up at him.

"You didn't think I'd let you go alone, did you?" Nanami chuckled, wading with him into the salty brine. "Careful. You can't open your eyes underwater here like you can in our pool."

"Why?"

"Because it'll burn your eyes."

"Why?"

"Because there's salt in the water, and it'll burn."

"Why?"

"Because there's a higher saline content in ocean water than there is in your tears."

"But why?"

"That's just how it is, Yuji-kun." Nanami turned Yuji as a large wave crashed into them. Yuji toppled forward and scrambled to get back on his feet, eyes wide. "Whenever the big waves come towards you, turn your back to it. It'll make it easier to stay on your feet."

"Heeeyyy, Nanamiiii!" Gojo whooped to his left, running into the water and body surfing.

He turned and saw Fushiguro standing at the water's edge, dipping his toe into the water and then shaking his foot. His little lip trembled.

"Come on, Fushi-kun. We'll wait for you!" Nanami called out, keeping Yuji at his side while they waited.

Fushiguro hesitated for a moment before hopping into the water. He squeezed his eyes shut and then peeked out, before he smiled, his five-year-old mind starting to realize he wouldn't get sucked in.

When he made it to Nanami and Yuji, he looked for Gojo.

"Where's–"

"WOOOO!" Gojo popped up behind Nanami and whipped up a wave of water that splashed against his back.

Both Yuji and Fushiguro giggled as Nanami slowly turned to the white-haired man child.

"Are you frustrated with me?" Gojo asked with a smirk.

"Never." And Nanami wrapped an arm around Gojo's neck before slamming him into the ocean.

. . . . .

By the time the four boys stepped back towards their beach spot, everyone was hungry and ready for a break. Especially the two little ones.

"I've got watermelon." Nanami offered, pulling out a large container of cut melon.

"I've got kikufuku!" Gojo licked his lips and helped set up two small portions.

"Why am I not surprised?" Nanami shook his head before grabbing Yuji's plate and offering it to him. "And don't forget to stay hydrated." He reminded his son, handing over a small water bottle.

For a time the sound of gentle, lapping waves harmonized with the sound of little mouths munching. Nanami ate a few slices of watermelon and leaned back on his elbows, closing his eyes and letting the wind tousle his hair.

"Nice day, isn't it?" Gojo asked as the kids kept eating.

"A better day than I'd been expecting." Nanami answered, digging his fingers into the sand.

He only opened his eyes when he felt a paper plate nudge his pinky.

"Otouchan, can we build a sand castle?" Yuji asked, eyes round and pleading.

"You finished that quickly, didn't you?" He smiled and took Yuji's plate, stuffing it into a trash bag. Then he tickled his toddler's sides with a huff of a laugh. "Go get your toys and we'll set up over there."

"Okay!"

"Aww, look at youuuu being a good daaaddd!" Gojo taunted, earning him a hair full of sand from his blonde-haired peer. "Hey! That'll be stuck in my hair for days!"

"Serves you right."

Continue Reading -> Ch. 2

[bestbonnist]

Chapters 172.1 and 172.2

172.1; 172.2.

Weirdly, the apartment where the bounty hunters live is an older, western style townhouse, even though everyone lives in a giant tree and there's no historical/cultural reason for their houses to look like that. For some reason, Ooima chose clearly dated architecture instead of something imagined for a future setting. Even the TV is an older model. Maybe it has something to do with the hunters having less stars? Does the technology go further back in time the lower you go?

Adey = the knife guy. I still have no clue why he's searching for the doll while everyone else is only looking for the immortals, but I guess that's just part of the mystery.

This bit freaked me the hell out. For the first time, we see Anton's new body in detail—up until this point, only his silhouette has loomed in the doorway—and it's a distorted ideal of what a human body should be. It's reminiscent of the way Mimori's knocker added muscles to Mimori's arms for greater force. Anton's head—the only part of him that's stayed the same—is cut off because he's so large he can't fit through the door. Only the outline of his features is visible through the glass. It's like he's just a body, if that makes sense? Like, the door separates the part of him that's "him" from the part that's just meat. Creeps me the fuck out.

I thought the bounty hunters were one-off characters but apparently not. I don't really see the point in dragging them along if they're not going to be given depth and/or development (otherwise why do we have to stick with these guys specifically), so fingers crossed we'll get some of that. The power dynamics with Anton alone should be interesting enough to work with.

At last we have an explanation for what the establishing shot of the wish era is supposed to be. Trees. Maybe that was obvious to some people, but it was not to me. And can I just say, this is fucking crazy. I really badly need to know how things ended up like this. I can't imagine Fushi creating huge trees for humanity to live inside unless something went really wrong. Kanitarou didn't touch on it, but there were broken buildings underneath the trees. Also the hole in the middle of each layer where things get passed down lower seems to be where the doll was cast down before it woke up, possibly from Kaibara itself.

In very abstract terms, the knockers have been trying to bring Paradise to earth. They succeeded, as both Paradise and Kaibara Cybernetics are described as the place where "all of your wishes come true." But Kaibara is more like Christian heaven than Paradise, in that you can get thrown out. The diagram even depicts five and three star humans as winged, and two or lower star humans having their wings taken away, like fallen angels.

[gachagon]

Spoilers for FNAE/To Your Eternity Manga (pls dont read if you haven't finished it all}

I love this and want to add on that Kahaku loving fushi was also supposed to be a perfect answer for the new world arc with Mizuha, and how neither Fushi nor Mizuha really knew what "Love" was.

The Mizuha arc really revolves around lots of things, but mostly it asks the important but simple question of "What is love?" like, what do people do for love? What kind of love is the "right" kind? Is there more than one kind of love? And even "Does loving people make you human?" (which is a big one that Fushi really internalizes and questions throughout that arc)

Kahaku's love for Fushi is both an example and an answer for "what is love?" that Mizuha and Fushi both need. Love is not just when you are nice to someone, or compliment them or take them out on dates.

It is when you cook dinner for them, and learn about their boundaries, and pay attention to them when they are stretching themselves too thin.

its sacrificing yourself in a giant bowl of molten lava because you hate yourself THAT MUCH for hurting someone who can never even die, it's fighting an entire war for them and then literally slaughtering an entire room of immortal men just so that ONE PERSON can have a bit of a break from everything.

Kahaku, I feel like, embodies the answers to all those questions about love. And just making it so he "only ever 'loved' Fushi in Parona's body" takes all of the nuance out of the story and oversimplifies what is really a deep conversation about how love and what kind you have for other people does not really define you. Mizuha and Fushi both felt like the way they "loved" people wasn't enough, what with Mizuha feeling like she wasn't perfect enough, and Fushi wondering if the way he loves people is "enough" to even consider himself a human like his friends.

And I love FNAE for doing this with Fushi, Mizuha, and Kahaku because the story doesn't end with Mizuha and Fushi becoming romantically involved. That was never the point. It doesn't even end with Fushi falling in love with Kahaku because that was also not the point. The point was that there really is no wrong way to love somebody be it platonically or romantically, and that it doesn't matter who it is you do show that love to.

The story doesn't punish Fushi for not having romantic feelings for anyone, because the answer was never that the "right" kind of love was romantic love. His love for people and his friends and the world is perfect because it is the way he is.

It is so funny watching people completely misunderstand Kahaku’s feelings for Fushi and the whole sexuality/queerness element that plays into it. While the earlier parts of their relationship can be debated, saying that Kahaku is only ever in love with Fushi-Parona is not correct. (Personally, I always felt that he was attracted to Parona’s form at first, but that turned into a bit of a sheild so that he wouldn’t have to be ‘in love with a man’, but that’s just my view.) 

I just can’t help but shake my head a bit when people believe that Kahaku only ever liked Parona’s form because they don’t want to believe he’s anything but straight. Or, sometimes people just completely misunderstand details about his character. (I don’t blame anime-onlies, since the adaptation has been quite clumsy with details surrounding him.) 

It just feels like another example of “let’s overlook this character’s queerness because a) no gay people in our anime, or b) it’s not overly explicit so it can’t exist”. 

[verefex]

Chasing a friend down in the hotel elevators.

[druglordnero]

More gifs from episode 5

[giveamadeuschohisownmovie]

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[itsuki-minamy]

"SUZUKI SUZU" COMMENT ON "LIMITED KINGSHIP, WAR STORIES"

* Mini Episodes KFCN (List of Chapters) * Projects & Chapters

Translation: Naru-kun

Along with the final episode of "Limited Kingship, War Stories", I wrote what was decided. Because it includes the spoilers for the latest story, I've covered it. The initial plan, the comment of each story and the origin of the character's name. There are around 3000 characters, so read it when you have time.

Introduction:

"We will close the fan clan at the end of this year, so please write something during the extension period."

It was earlier this year that they told me that. 6 stories, from June to December. It doesn't matter, but the number 6 is good. This is because it is divisible by 1, 2, 3 or 6. The number 7 is also a prime number and it is wonderful. Have you already bought Seven Stories?

The theme was "everything is fine", but honestly, I felt like I had almost exhausted what I could do with K's main story. Have you ever seen K's time series chart? It's too tight and I think it's scheduling gimmick stuff, really.

By the way, we had a problem to digest. You already know "Ground Zero". The day before, "Before Zero", was also serialized the year before. At the same time, when I was serializing "Side Purple", I thought "I think it's possible to put it next to such an interesting story", but that's why I really liked "Before Zero". I am a Tachi influenced by what I like. In fact, the second half of "Side Purple" has been significantly affected.

So I offered to write a story from "Before Zero" to "Ground Zero", and it was successfully passed. I've done it, I can draw ruthless carnage in K's world.

"First of all, it's a story even before zero leads to ground zero."

"There is a demand for that spin-off from the day before the spin-off that has not yet come out."

It was not a surprise, but I stayed silent because it would be better if I could write what I liked and earn money.

As for the contents, at the beginning, like "Surugajo Gozen Game" and "Koga Ninpocho", a metamorphosis swordsman is released from "Scepter 4" and "Purgatory", and which one wins?! I was tense! I was thinking about something like that, but stopped because the demand that was already small would be even less.

"An older brother with burned legs stands on the shoulders of his younger brother with burned arms and turns into a flame giant."

"The jealousy of Kagutsu, an acrobat who entered Purgatory to excel, defies battle."

I was thinking about that...

I had to do 6 episodes, so I wrote 2 episodes of "red", 2 episodes of "blue", 2 episodes of "red and blue", and characters like Habari and Zenjo. It was decided like this. The number 6 is good because it is divisible by 2 or 3.

It was said that the number should be about 2,000 characters, but as Clansman writes new characters, careers, and dramas, more than 10,000 characters became commonplace. You can be a writer even if you are crazy.

The title became "Limited Kingship, War Stories" after the cool word "Limited Kingship, War" that appeared in "Before Zero". It was great.

What I like most about "Limited Kingship, War Stories" is the title "Limited Kingship, War Stories".

That is why I will do something like a comment on each story.

Episodes 1 and 2:

"Butterflies & Mantis" and "Hekireki & Senden" are stories of "red" and "blue", respectively. The concept is "member of the clan who has belonged to a clan that should not belong".

Maruha was drawn as a person who was too decent for "Purgatory" and Kuse was too crazy for "Scepter 4". Kuse has inherited the metamorphosis sword fighter gene, which was the initial plan.

So I wondered what if Maruha went into "Scepter 4" and Kuse went into "Purgatory", but it probably wouldn't work. Maruha is not that decent, and Kuse has a fushi that despises antisocial organizations. In the first place, these two people are not fit to live.

Before we started, I thought, "let's kill all the new characters so they don't affect them later," so I started writing while thinking about the best way to kill them. I'm glad they both died satisfied.

Although the name comes from, it was thought that Maruha was a younger brother of Hiragi, so it came from a plant called "Maruba holly". He's a pretty faithful guy, so he's loyal. He somehow he looks like a dark Kamamoto.

Kuse is a member of the clan which is an acronym for "Q" which means "question" in the alphabet. He's just a mystery to obsessed goodness. He had the image of Sojiro Seta from "Rurouni Kenshin", so his name turned out like this.

Episodes 4 and 5:

"The Shinigami and the Hounds" and "Drunk with the King" are stories of "blue" and "red", respectively. The concept was "King and vassal", but it was a bit out of place.

The initial plan of "The Shinigami and the Hounds" was a confrontation between Habari and a blind sniper, but I stopped it because I couldn't help thinking about it. When I was thinking of a combination to face various things like Akio and Hayatoshi, Shiotsu and Zenjo, the hunting dog's good move that "the moment I heard Habari got shot, I went straight and smelled" was interesting. That is why it happened like this. Also, Magome is the owner of the metamorphosis sword fighter gene. He is not a sword fighter.

"Magome foresaw the role of Zenjo" and "Habari who knew it smiled bitterly" were ideas that came up when I approached him for a consultation within GoRA. He is very good. Regarding Zenjo, the impression of "a dog that forgets everything if food is served" was interesting.

"Drunk with the King" is, well, a comedy as you read it. The idea was from the story of Kusanagi, who was drunk and dressed as a K story, and I thought it would be interesting if Soma was drunk and woke up among the dead.

Before we started, there was an agreement that "I would not write about Kagutsu", so when I asked "how about drawing the monster level from Dragon Quest?", they said it was fine, so it happened like this. Cool, huh? I like that Kagutsu, where brains flutter.

Hayato Magome's name comes from the Japanese mythology "Ame no Makagoya" and "Ame no Habaya". The image is like a fusion accident that occurred when Anna and Totsuka were linked by the devil. I didn't realize it when I was writing, but I can see the influence of "Golden Kamuy" everywhere, like where body fluid eagerly seeps through and where superiors are happy to be scrawled.

There is nothing from Murata in particular. A person who has just died. Sorry.

Episodes 3 and 6:

"Blue Clothes & Black Clothes" and "Aiseki 1999" are stories of "red and blue", respectively. The concept is "a story about people who were killing each other" and "a story about people who were close friends who were killing each other".

There is nothing but a concept, in any case.

Personally, I like the character of Mina in "Blue Clothes & Black Clothes". A humanly weak girl with fierce ability and a fierce personality. This is probably the first time a "female member of the "Purgatory" clan has appeared...", so it was good in that regard as well. I like the fact that she could use the color of the clothes as a metaphor for my position. Also, the story of Yata and Fushimi fighting together in the basement, which came out in the comic, is also a shitajiki.

At first, "Aiseki 1999" was supposed to be a new character on the "Scepter 4" side, but I decided to use Shiotsu because he seemed like he could be used. It is a story in which the positions of the two friends separate and kill each other in the flow of time that cannot be avoided. It was also good that the killings happened by force because of Akio's sympathy. Shiotsu has only had one terrible eye, right?

The name comes from "Takemikazuchi" for Kazumada Takechi and "Takeminakata" for Mitsuna Nakata. The gods who fight.

Takamuro Kunikatsu is from the "Takamuro Shrine" dedicated to "Shiotsuchi no Oji" and the alias "Kotokatsu Kunikatsu Nagasagami".

Conclusion:

It was a lot of fun writing "Limited Kingship, War Stories". It was serialized in a short period of half a year, but I hope those who read it enjoy it.

See you soon.

[friendlyfoxpal]

Blorbo in Hand

With Fushi.

Came up with some cute poses here.

[chastiefoul]

yellow. | itafushi

[in which fushiguro almost never wears other than black or white, and in this one he finally does.]

word count : 787

--- Itadori gasped loudly when Fushiguro presented himself to the common room, with a panicked face the pink-haired boy quickly tells the other male, “Fushi!” He pointed sharply to Fushiguro’s shirt, the latter man follows, staring at his own shirt from different angles. Itadori made it sound like he has been wearing it inside out or something.

“What is that on your shirt?!”

“What?” Fushiguro emphasized, still having zero idea about what was so wrong about the damn shirt. “Color! You have color on your shirt,” Itadori quickly changes his expression, somehow pleased. Something about whole line of events finally made sense. The dark-haired boy had to agree that he almost never wear something aside from black or any other monochrome-toned colors. But he cannot agree about the way Itadori overly exaggerates it.

“Black, white, and grey. Those are colors too, idiot.” He sighed exasperatedly, the morning of their day off felt like it has been shortened by a few hours. “I know, but right now what you’re wearing is yellow. Yellow!” Itadori says with a tone that somehow irked the younger boy so much. Made him felt like he did a heinous crime he already felt guilty for just for a guy with pink hair to berate him all the way on the road to jail.

Fushiguro intake a sharp breath, having to deal with this one time too many. “You gave this to me as a gift, Itadori,” he said in the most obvious way, yet Fushiguro too quickly realize by saying that he was basically stating that the only reason that thing is on his body was because Itadori was the one who gave it to him. Though to a certain extent it’s not wrong, doesn't that totally sounded like a declaration of lov-

“Oh my god,” a new voice jumped in at the conversation making the both of them turned their heads, “What is that you’re wearing?” Kugisaki gasped once more, adding a fake dramatization element to her words. The said person only rolled his eyes because Kugisaki knew exactly what was he wearing and why, considering all those nights Fushiguro spent on confiding his secret crush to her.

“That’s it, I’m changing.” Fushiguro turned his back, not giving the satisfaction to Kugisaki of seeing they way his expression twitched and defeated, looking pissed off.

“Noo!” Itadori quickly put his arms around Fushiguro’s waist, trapping him. His toned chest pressed against Fushiguro’s slender yet defined back. His eyes spin at the sudden closeness.

“Please don’t, I was just kidding! You look really cute in yellow.” Itadori flashes an attractive smile, Fushiguro blushes in response. “I don’t go around walking with this shirt for you to call me cute, Itadori.” He forced out a sentence, holding the last ounce of composure he usually masters in convenient situations. Yeah, since Itadori came in his life, these things just have a way to just disintegrate from his brain. With that distracting smile and happy-go-lucky attitude, Fushiguro swiftly finds himself be caught up the pink-haired male’s pace so often.

“Please,” Kugisaki added, “You were practically begging for Itadori to compliment you, seeing the way you’ve been looking at him.”

“Oooh. Is that true Fushiguro?” Itadori pulled away-Fushiguro frowned a little at that- joining Kugisaki in cahoots to tease the raven-haired boy further. They gestured a whisper to each other, the whole scene looking like a giant comedy bit.

“Ne, Kugisaki~ Isn’t Fushiguro totally adorable?”

“Yes he is, Yes he is!” Kugisaki chanted back

Fushiguro threw a glare as an attempt of fighting back, but the vibrant vibe he emitted from the shirt he had and the sweet pink color on his cheeks were not helping at all. Finally he just let out a groan relently, “I’m leaving,” he says, turning his heels back to where he came from—his bedroom.

For a split second there he saw Itadori threw his head back laughing, eyes closed without a care in the world. Fushiguro could have sworn there was literal sunshine-like softness swaying around the older boy making what was an already gorgeous sight somehow exquisite. The shadow-curses wielder wasn’t really keen on constructing flowery speech on spot, especially in his mind. But all those new vocabularies he learnt from reading his nonfiction books—he thought it would be a waste if it’s not used for something as breath-taking as that.

The way back to his haven was quiet, as the culprit of the usual ruckus was still enjoying the time of his life, laughing on the common room. Fushiguro who initially thought he was annoyed, stopped right before his room’s door, a late yet expected comprehension falls upon him. He smiled, out of utmost fondness towards those two who he likes to call idiots, his idiots.

He was having fun.

[recentanimenews]

FEATURE: How To Your Eternity Teaches Us the Importance of Life's Little Moments

  2020 was a year of almost universal hardship, and I myself experienced much of the grief firsthand. Around the very beginning of the ongoing coronavirus pandemic, a dear relative passed away from the disease in a loss that shook my entire family to its core. The initial cabin fever and isolation of the quarantine’s early days ground my writing inspiration and creative drive into dust. And even as we approach a turning point in the pandemic where we can all get vaccinated (I received my second Pfizer dose late April), another of my loved ones has been undergoing treatment for a completely different illness. Traversing a year of strife and anxiety hasn’t been easy, but it has taught me some very important lessons. Namely, I’ve learned to appreciate all the little things I have in my life and how important each of them is and continues to be. But I couldn’t really put words to that experience. At least, not until I watched the first episode of To Your Eternity. 

    If you haven’t checked it out yet (and you really should), To Your Eternity was one of the spring 2021 season’s most anticipated anime. In this emotional sci-fi epic, an omnipotent being sends an orb down to Earth. Having no form or identity, its only goal is to observe the world around it. Over the course of its seemingly infinite lifespan, it begins to take on different forms and accrue information in order to better understand its surroundings. Eventually, the Orb comes across humanity and civilization and begins to learn even more.

  There is no shortage of heart-wrenching narrative depth in To Your Eternity. The first episode is already wrought with tragedy and drama that doesn’t pull any punches. The scene that truly made an impact on me was the very first when the Orb took on its first living form. After spending some immeasurable time as a rock and moss thereafter, the Orb comes into contact with a dying wolf and undergoes its transformation.

    I felt so much gravity behind these deceptively simple actions, this onslaught of firsts for the Orb. Its first sense of consciousness, its first clumsy steps, its first sensation of pain. Watching the Orb have all these new experiences felt so raw and scary and absolutely spellbinding all at once. In less than two minutes, To Your Eternity presented an astounding amount of emotion as new life cropped up before us as the Orb achieved awareness of itself and the world. As a living being, the Orb observed life and pain and the sensation of its surroundings, even if they held no meaning for it at first.

  These little actions — walking, feeling, knowing — held so much grandeur and emotion that I was overwhelmed to tears. I could feel the weight of each step it took learning how to walk, the stinging of its first wound, and its senses being assaulted by harsh snowfall and unforgiving winds. As it began its journey of observation, the world was already unkind to it. But it still went on to make its first friend and learn kindness and loss. It walked and learned and felt, and something inside me just resonated. By the time the episode ended, I had found something more than just a pitch-perfect pilot. Those moments of tiny growth and gradual change served to exemplify a lot of what I’d been going through up to that point. 

    I fired up To Your Eternity at an emotionally vulnerable moment in my life. I was waiting to hear back on a loved one’s test results on a medical condition that cropped up as they grapple with an ongoing illness. Tensions were high, and as I waited to hear how they were, I took a lot of time within the day to relish every moment I shared with them. Be it birthdays or dinners or even just watching TV, I knew exactly how precious my time with them was and will continue to be as they fight the good fight. It was that mindset that made the pilot for To Your Eternity so important to me.

  Each new piece of information the Orb (eventually named Fushi) gleans is a meaningful experience in their existence. Not all of them are as important as, say, dismantling the religion of a backwater tribe that sacrifices young girls to a giant bear — there’s also eating fruit, basking in warmth, knowing pain, and learning how to say “thank you.” No moment is wasted for Fushi because they always fulfill their purpose of learning something new. I often ponder on what it must have been like for Fushi to start from absolute zero, coming into existence with less awareness than a newborn and having to learn the fundamentals of life and survival almost immediately. That only magnifies the lessons I’ve learned throughout this pandemic.  

    Because in the end, the little things mean so much when you add them all up. I had to learn that the hard way, but it’s something I won’t ever forget. I do what I can now for myself and the people I love, and even on the worst days, I try to remember that everything I do has a little meaning to it. To Your Eternity helped me solidify this little lesson. And as Fushi learns and grows and presses forward through the highs and lows of its existence, maybe we can too. 

  Are you keeping up with To Your Eternity? Which part has struck the biggest chord with you so far? Comment below and tell us your thoughts!

      Carlos (aka Callie) is a freelance features writer for Crunchyroll. Their favorite genres range from magical girls to over-the-top robot action, yet their favorite characters are always the obscure ones. Check out some of their pop culture pieces on Popdust and Looper as well as their satirical work on The Hard Times.

  Do you love writing? Do you love anime? If you have an idea for a features story, pitch it to Crunchyroll Features!

By: Carlos Cadorniga

[kindcoffee]

turned the gen1 starters into rpg mc, kind of like wild arms, u can pick who you start with (or more recently octopath) who would you guys choose?

Pick your starter: (left to right) Kage: a young and only survivor of and Order called Keeper of the Flame. He journey's to look for the savior that would one day use the sword he carries on his back to save his land, unbeknownst to him he'd become that very savior he seeks.

Fushi: A young orphan who was raised by a kind old man who gave him his only clue to who he is, a necklace with a silver bulb. Now surviving on the streets using a rope with daggers at both ends, he seeks to journey to find his 'roots'.

Zenig: The temple of Drowning River trains their priests at a young age. Zenig must complete a pilgrimage on his own to find the true meaning behind his temple, only to discover that his temple funded in creating a giant cannon that could wipe another kingdom off the map.

[alkhale]

I WILL SHIP FUSHI TIL THE DAY I CANT SHIP ANYMORE!!! WHICH WILL BE NEVER!!!!!!!!!!!

y’all people with some good taste imma tell you that

- Fuyu and Shinsou didn’t really become friends until the end of their first year, they spent that entire year just being seatmates and not going beyond the scope of that every day convo

- the incentive to their proper meeting and becoming friends happens

- Fuyu bought/made chocolates for him on Valentine’s before and Toshi gives her a gift on White Day too, classmates used to ask if they were dating or thought Shinsou talked her into being a bodyguard

- They always laugh and just tell them different stories every time

- “He used his Quirk on me and I never want to go back.”

- “We’re estranged siblings.”

- “His mother’s having an affair with my uncle.”

- “I hate that guy.”/”Can’t stand her, what are u talking about.”

- Everyone either pegs Fuyu for some soft quiet and meek girl with a good Quirk to go into a cute, nurse/medical/soft healer image, she laughs or starts fights and Shinsou looks at them all like idiots

- Middle school he was considered her handler

- Naomi almost cried with happiness when Fuyu brought him home, Shinsou almost choked on his food when he saw Eraserhead walk through the door and Fuyu teases him mercilessly about his admiration for the hero

- they were a monster duo during sports festivals

- Fuyu ditches class a lot but Shinsou made her more of a model student so she could graduate

- one year for a cultural fest they went through a haunted maze and Fuyu got scared by this giant cockroach costume and almost tore through the wall trying to bust her way out, Shinsou had to use his Quirk to walk her out of the maze and he never lets her live it down (their class did a cross-dressing cafe and Fuyu still has pics of maid!shinsou, he waits for the right chance to get her to burn it)

- took Fuyu awhile to stop smoking and Shinsou still checks rooftops sometimes at UA to make sure she isn’t going back to old habits

- he feels lately her class might be doing a pretty good job, so he has a little less to worry about