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cafalla · 11 months ago

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Fruits Basket Sticker Collection (2008) Scans

Fruits Basket (FB) is one of my all time favorite shoujo manga, and I was so excited to get my hands on an unused copy of this sticker book from 2008!

This main trio makes me so nostalgic. And the Tokyopop logo is SO iconic.

I've always been more of a digital consumer of manga, so I initially read Fruits Basket entirely online from fan-made and fan-translated scans.

I have very fond memories of coming home from school every night and logging onto the family computer to binge as many chapters of FB as I could before dinner. One day my dad gave me his old laptop, since I was the one mostly hogging the family computer.

I was SO excited.

I immediately made my background Shigure themed.

I liked Shigure a lot since he was the year of the dog, just like me.

And you bet I spent all my free time on my clunky early 2000s hand-me-down laptop binging the FB manga, watching the FB anime (in three parts on YouTube, of course), and consuming every FB fanfic and fanart I could find online.

All that to say, this manga holds a special place in my heart. I find myself going back every couple of years and re-reading it.

It truly is such a quintessential y2k shoujo experience.

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Even though this book is titled as a sticker book, it contains more than stickers. As seen in the tagline on the front page, this book also includes pin-ups and temporary tattoos.

Not sure why they only have stickers in the title, I guess that's just more of an attention grabber than pin-ups or temporary tattoos would be.

This book has a hard cover and spiral-bound pages. Because of this, it was actually a bit tricky to scan.

I was able to crop out the spiral for most of the pages, as it wouldn't interfere with the overall image of the page, but I did keep it visible on the title page scan.

Every time I tried cropping it for this page, I felt it took too much away from Kyo's portrait.

So I just let it be.

The first part of the book consists of "pin-ups" of Tohru and the Sohma family.

I will say, pin-up is a bit of an odd word to use. I think something like 'mini posters' would've worked as a better descriptor for what is actually inside the book.

I think most Western audiences associate the word "pin-up" with the image of a sexualized or risqué photo.

But in this case, I think it's meant innocently as a picture that can be "pinned up" on a wall...even though that's basically the same reason for the name behind the the sexualized photos...

Either way, it's a bit funny when it's brought up in a PG setting.

Anyways, the pin-up photos in the book are all loose inside clear paper protector sheets. I think it's a neat, thoughtful way to make the pictures safe and accessible.

Ignore the cafalla.com watermark - that was from when I had a .com blog! But it is still me, and this is still my photo lol.

It's a bit hard to tell from the photo, but these pictures are in plastic sheet protectors, and you can slide the paper in and out from the side.

If you wanted to take a specific picture out, you needn't worry about ripping or ruining them while trying to remove them from the book.

So I really appreciate that detail.

Because of this, scanning these pages was an easy experience. The front page of the "pin-up" depicts art of the character from the manga, and the back of the page has a little bio about the character.

Here is Tohru's front and back page.

As for the Sohma family, they are the same, except they also show a little drawing of their animal form on the back.

Here are Yuki and Kyo's pages.

The book continues with pages for each member of the Sohma family, plus Akito.

I'm surprised Tohru's friends Arisa and Saki weren't included, as they are also pretty frequently appearing characters...more so than some of the family members.

I'm looking at you, Ritsu.

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I really adore that the manga art was used for this whole book. The original anime has that early 2000s charm, but I much prefer the manga artwork for this series.

We're going to see a lot of it with the stickers and temporary tattoos, which follow the pin-up photos.

I'm not sure why, but all the sticker and temporary tattoo pages have a similar layout (which you will see), with the exception of this one sticker page.

Not sure why this one page has a cell phone theme and TONS of tiny stickers, but it's cute!

Again, this was a page where it was hard to cut out the spiral without cutting off parts of the stickers located close to it. So I left it in the scan.

Here are the other sticker sheets!

And here are the temporary tattoo sheets!

So cute!!

And like I said, I love that this is all artwork from the manga.

My favorite is the group sticker on the green sheet, where Tohru is wearing the red plaid skirt.

I vividly remember that chapter spread because I adored her outfit. Black, red, and plaid aren't really colors/patterns Tohru wears, and I think they compliment her so much. I also adored how all the boys' outfits matched the same color scheme and aesthetic.

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There we have it, the Fruits Basket sticker (and pin-up...and temporary tattoo) collection!

The whole book is scanned and available for viewing on my Internet Archive account! So please go check it out if you want to see more.

I've also uploaded just the photo scans on my photoblog: nostalgiahime. So if you like to reblog just the photos, please go check it out!

Thanks for stopping by!

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itsthestutterforme · 3 years ago

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My Dad's Bestfriend 2/2

Roman likes Y/N and Y/N isn't interested. Roman doesn't understand why until he followed you to your lover's house. Your lover being your father's best friend, Charlie. Fast forward a week, Roman spirals because he found peter and Letha together and the first thing place he went was Y/N's house.

Notes: smut (oral- f recieving, fingering), GIF is not mine, Roman being a creep

You pull into your normal parking spot with a sigh and take the keys out of the ignition. "I'm sorry I snapped at you. I just... How come you can fight better than I can? Charlie taught us the same things."

"I don't know, Y/S/N. Every one has their strength and weaknesses. Besides, fighting is more than just fighting to me. Its where I can let loose so I'm more committed to it." You explain with a shrug.

"I feel helpless in situations like that. What's the point of learning to fight if I just freeze like that?" She asks. "Not everyone's response is fight, Y/S/N." You hop out of the car and swing your book bag over your shoulder. Y/S/N joins you and matches your stride. "You're still mad at me, aren't you?"

"Since when do we choose boys over each other?" You ask. "That's easy for you to say. You don't even try and guys trip over you. Hell, you treat them like shit and they still want to jump your bones." She grumbles.

"Maybe you're just putting in too much effort to make people like you. If they're really meant to be your friend, they'll be drawn to the real you." You explain.

Her gaze falls next to you and you furrow your eyebrows as you follow her gaze. "Roman, hi," she greets. "Hey," Roman says, his voice smooth. He towers over you and you felt like you were shrinking by the second. His light green eyes fell to your gaze and he smiles softly. "I never caught your name," he says to you.

His face looked oddly clean from the beating he took two days ago. "My name is Y/N, and this is Y/S/N," you introduce but his gaze remained on you.

"Where did you learn how to fight like that?" The other boy asks "A family friend. And you are?" "Right, sorry. I'm Peter," you notice that his face was fairly clean of cuts and bruises that they had before too.

"Okay, cut the shit. What are you guys?" "What are you talking about?" Peter asks. "We'll tell you when you tell us what you are," Roman says with a smile. "I have no idea what you're talking about," you say, bouncing on your heels softly.

"That's cute," Roman starts. He steps closer to you and adds, "I think you're something too but you cover it up by knowing how to fight."

"I think I'll call your bluff on this one, Roman." The school bell rings and you advance towards the front doors. Y/S/N went to follow you, her head bowed at the fact that Roman wasn't interested in her.

Roman held her back by the hand and said, "Does she have a boyfriend?" Y/S/N's heart shatters and Peter noticed the change in her behavior.

You notice that Y/S/N wasn't behind you so you stopped and looked over your shoulder to see her conversing with them still. "No, she doesn't." Y/S/N says softly. "Are you free tonight?" Peter asks.

"Me? Y-" "No, she's not." You say. "Y/N," she scolds. "She's too young to be worrying about the supernatural world," you tell them before dragging her away.

"Why did you do that?" "Because they are too old for you. That's why." "You are such a cock blocker," she snaps. "You'll get over it," you tell her.

You were eating in the longue room with your legs propped up on the sofa next to you. You scrolled through your phone and came across a picture of you and Charlie. It was a pool day and Charlie had you on his shoulders while your dad had Y/S/N on his shoulders.

You and Y/S/N played a game of war where the person who falls off first loses. Jean took the picture ironically and sent it in the group chat. You saved the original photo and made a copy of it to crop so only you and Charlie were in it. A small tugs on your lips when you look at the picture.

"What's got you all smiley?" Roman asks as he sits down on the couch in front of you. You tuck away your phone and ask, "Why are you interested in my sister?" "Believe me, I'm not." "Really? Then what was that earlier. Asking if she was free?" You ask.

"Awe, are you jealousy, baby?" He teases, making you chuckle to yourself. "Hardly. I'm looking out for her. She can easily get caught up in the wrong thing." "Ouch, I'm a 'wrong thing'?" He places a dramatic hand on his chest. "You're a Godfrey, it's a given."

"Okay but honestly, are you free today?" "If you're looking for something physical or even romantic, I'm not the one for you." "So you do have a boyfriend," he said softly. "I know how cliche this sounds but.. it's complicated. We're not official, and honestly, I don't know if we're ever going to be."

"Fine, then I guess we could be friends." "You sound so disappointed," you say with a chuckle. "I'm sure you throw a rock and you'll find a girl that wants to roll around."

"If you're geninue about the friend thing, I'm sure we can have a movie night at my house. You and Peter can pick the movie this time," you suggest and Roman nods to himself.

"You don't have to give an answer now. Here I'll give you my number in case you change your mind," you add before ripping off a piece of paper and scribbling your number down. You turn to hand it to him but gasped when you notice his close he was. "What's wrong?" You ask.

"Nothing, I'll swing by your house tonight." He says before grabbing the piece of paper and leaving the room "He's a weird one," you say to yourself.

You go on about your day. You drove Y/S/N home and was going to finally set up your gym room after days of procrastinating.

You pull your hair into a bun and opened up the first box that was left in here when you first moved in. Your phone pinged with a text and you aimlessly looked to see who it was. It was from Charlie.

"We need to talk, Y/N. Swing by around 5?" He texts. "Alright. Is everything okay?" You text back, tucking your lip into your mouth. "It's time," he vaguely texts.

What the hell does that mean? Its time to have sex again? Its time to find something new. Its time to end things- oh God, what if he wants to end things..

Just when you thought things felt comfortable and good, he drops this bomb on you. That selfish bastard. He took what he wanted from you and made you believe it was something deeper. He made you believe that he loved you. And now he's finally got bored of you.

You fight back the tears threatening your eyes because you didn't want anyone asking questions. Little did you know that Roman followed you home in hopes of finding out who your little complicatiom eyes.

Luckily for him, he's going to find out. He waits outside for a couple of hours and he was about to leave and come back tomorrow until he saw you walking out of the house with haste.

He saw you wipe your under eyes before piling into your car and driving off. Roman follows you to Charlie's house and watches as you knocked on the door angrily.

"What the hell is th- Y/N," Charlie says. Roman recognized him from the movie night they had a few days ago. He didn't catch much of an attraction between you two.

But then again, he was more occupied of looking at you than who you were talking to. He hasn't encountered anyone who told him no. Let alone someone like you.

There isn't nobody like you, he thinks. Regardless if you're just friends or more, he wanted you all to himself. He doesn't even want Peter getting to know you.

Roman watches as Charlie tried to touch you but you pushed him away. Charlie sighs as you push passed him into the house. He closes the door and locks it.

Roman waits until the coast is clear to get out of his car and listen in on your conversation. He pulls out his phone and records as soon as he heard you speak.

"This is because she wants to try to have a baby, isn't it? She finally won you over." You say in disbelief. "Listen to me," he tries to touch your hand but you pulled away from him. "Stop doing that," "Fuck off, Charlie. You're a selfish dick, you know that? You made me believe that you loved me." You croak.

He pulls your closer by your face despite your protests. "Hey, I do love you. My God, do I love you." "Liar," you tried to pull away from him desperately but his grip on your never faltered.

"I'm not saying we should break things off. I'm saying that we should tell everyone about us," "What? But I thought you said that if word gets out, it could jeopardize your businesses?"

"I'm willing to risk that." "No, that's not going to happen. Not now. Can't we at least wait until after I graduate high school. I can take a gap year an-" he scoffed and pulled away from your face.

"What's changed? At the start of our relationship, you wanted to tell everyone everything and now, you want to keep things secret?"

"What, I can't changed my mind anymore?" "So you changed your mind about us?" "No, No! That's not what I'm saying." "Then tell me!" He snaps. You wince at the sharp sound of his voice and his gaze softened for a split second before hardening again.

"Its that Roman kid, isn't it? He has the hots for you and all of a sudden, you're questioning." He states, nearing you. "He has nothing to do with this. I told him no from the beginning." "Boys like those don't take no easily,"

"God, I hate it when you get jealous like this. Have I ever did anything to make you question my loyalty? You know what- how dare you demand loyalty from me in the first place when your balls deep in your wife when you're not having your way with me." You snap, shoving his chest.

"You watch your mouth," he warns. "Or what?" Silence filled the room and you add, "You know what? Maybe we should break things off. No more meet ups, no more movie nights, no more pools days, no more anything." "Is that what you want?" "Yes," you answer a little too quick.

"Fine, you wanna go? Go. Go suck that Roman kid's dick then!" "Fine! Why don't you delete all the pictures of me you have in your phone. All of them including the naked ones and give me back all the underwear you took while you're at it." You snap back.

Both of your breathing was ragged from anger and you bring your hands up in defeat. "This isn't going anywhere, Charlie. Maybe going our separate ways isn't such a bad idea."

When you are met with his silence you sigh softly. "I'll head home then," you advance toward the door but Charlie spun you around until you faced him.

He shoved you into the door and pinned your arms by your sides. "Charlie," you warn. "Any school boy you meet will be a downgrade, you and I both know that." He says, hovering over your lips.

"I know you like the back of my hand, how do you think I fuck you so well?" He adds, sending a surge of arousal through you.

"Let me go, Charlie." "Not a chance in hell. Do you know how rare you are? Someone as geniune, sexy and fierce as you are?" He rolls his hips against your stomach and you couldn't help but arch your back against him. "You couldn't walk away from me if you tried, princess."

He tears open your blouse down the middle and yanks your bra off. He cups both of your breasts and takes one nipple into his mouth. A soft moan leaves your lips at the sound of his lips sucking against your skin. His hand slips into your soaked underwear and pulls it away from your core.

"Who do you belong to?" he asks, teasing your clit with his thumb. You suppress a whine from his touch. The both of you were caught up in each other that you didn't hear Roman open the window to the guest bedroom and creep his way into the house. He hids behind the kitchen counter and holds out his phone as he records Charlie fingering you.

A sharp moan leaves your lips when he curls his fingers softly and at a faster pace. He pops the other nipple in his mouth and flicks his tongue over the bud as he moves his finger so his knuckle is stimulating your clit while the tip stimulates a g-spot along the top of your pussy. "God, you! I belong to you!" You yell out and he hums as he pulls away from your breasts.

"You're damn right," he yanks your tights down your legs and wraps one of your legs around his waist for better access. He strokes his fingers deeper, making your legs tenses. With his free hand, he lifts your face up to his for a possessive kiss. He muffles your moans and whenever you tried to pull away, he nips at your bottom lip.

"Ouch," you groan against him and he finally pulls away from your lips. He sends kisses down your neck as you cum with a sharp gasp. He thrusts his fingers lazily as your walls convulse around him. He gives you a quick peck before kneel down in front of you and moving your leg so it was perching on his shoulder.

"Charlie," your protests fades into a moan when he pulls his fingers out and sucks your juices from his fingers. "You're fucking soaked and all for me. Isn't that right, princess?" He doesn't even give you a chance to respond before he takes you into his mouth and laps your folds.

One hand holds you against the wall while the other dipped in between your legs again. He wraps his lips around your clit and rolled his tongue along your sensitive pearl. "Oh God, right there, Charlie." Your legs started to shake under the fluid motions of his fingers.

You lean your head against the wall and inhale sharply as your walls clench around his fingers as you came again. The movements of his tongue never faltered as he picked you up by your ass and lifted you onto his shoulders. That's when you realized that he was punishing you for wanting to leave.

Roman was impressed by how Charlie was holding you. Yeah, I've got to learn that. Roman thinking to himself.

He's going to eat you out until you were mush. "Wait, please. I'm sorry, I misunderstood what you were saying." You said between broken gasps. "Oh now you want to say you're sorry. What was that you said? Our relationship wasn't going anywhere?" "Charlie I'm s-," he nips at the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, earning a pained groan from you.

"You're going to be sorry," Charlie threatens. He throws you on the bed and pulls off his shirt before towering over you again.

Charlie kicked the bedroom door closed and Roman stands from the kitchen with a soft sigh. He left the same way he came. The perfect blackmail for when Charlie tries to contact you again. Roman didn't care if you loved Charlie. You were his now. And only his.

Your leg muscles were still sore days after Charlie had his way with you when you even thought about leaving him. Everytime you think about that night, you had to press your thighs together tightly to relieve the pressure. You heard a creak coming from behind the door. Alarmed, you stand from your bed and reach for the bat hidden under it.

It was 11;21 p.m. Y/S/N was fast asleep in her room and your parents were probably on their way back from work. The branch scratches against the back door under force of the window.

Lightning flashed throughout the house. Your grip on the bat tighten as you heard the creak again. You advance down the stairs and look through the peep hole, sighing softly when you saw a soaked Roman Godfrey on your door step.

You opened the door and your heart broken when you heard his soft cries. You dropped the bat and stepped on the porch. "Roman, what happened?" You asked over the ferociousity of the rainfall. He doesn't say anything. You touched his hand and winced at how cold his hand was.

"You're freezing, come on inside," your place a hand on his soaked back and gently nudged him inside. He curls his body and rubbed the back of his arms to keep warm.

"Hold on. Stay here while I get you some new clothes." You rushed up the stairs and dove around in your father's drawers and pulled out a sweatpants and t-shirt.

"Hey, Roman is here at the house and his clothes are soaked. He looks like he's going through something. Is it alright if he stays the night? I don't think him driving around was a good idea." You text in the group chat. You tuck the phone in your pocket and go back downstairs.

You grabbed his hand to lead him to the bathroom. You set the clothes on the counter. "I'll be outside," you turn to leave but he holds me back by the hand. "Okay," you stood there awkwardly when pulled off his soaked clothes, leaving him in his boxers. You wipe him down with the towel and he pulls on the dry clothes.

You tossed the clothes and towel in the hamper. Glancing down at your phone, Mom said, "Of course. Its better to be safe than sorry." "He can borrow some of my clothes," Dad texted. "Be careful," Charlie texted. Soon after Charlie texted you personally, "Remember what happened last time, princess."

"Nothing is going to happen, baby." You text. "Alright, come on." You take his hand and lead him to the couch in your room. You take a throw blanket and draped it over his large frame.

You sit down next him and he scoot away from you a little. You were going to question what he was doing but then be layed his head down in your lap.

You were debating on clocking on the TV in your room when you felt his body shake with his silent cries. You rub his back comfortingly and he cries harder into your lap. Your parent finally came home and silently crept upstairs and into your room to find Roman crying into your lap.

Your parents exchanged a look and you shrug your shoulders. They close the door and you continued to rub his back. He tried to talk but his breathing didn't allow him to. You shushed him softly and moved your hand to scratch his scalp. "I'm ugly. Tell me I'm ugly," he choked out.

"No, you're not." "Say it," "How do you expect people to love you if you don't even love yourself?" You ask and he looks up at you with confusion. "What if I don't need someone to love me?" "We all need someone to love us. We're human."

#roman godfrey x reader #charlie hunnam x reader #charlie hunnam fic #hemlock grove

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