#Like Yashiro you have a son!! You have a wife!! A whole family

[princeofuchiha]

Me, every time I think about Inabi, Yashino, and Tekka rolling up to talk shit to twelve year old Itachi and call him names for not folding under their threats: Are you not embarrassed. Are you not ashamed of yourselves. Bullying a child at your grown age.

[kankuroplease]

Who are the characters you hate in anime? and the villains you like?( for me I like Garo in one punch man 🤩)

Very few characters earn actual hate from me because I don’t take anything that serious. But anyways, this is a long post. So under the cut it goes

I can give you my strongly disliked character list;

Sae - Peach Girl. Beginning of my trust issues

MeiMei - JJK. Whole weirdo and a waste of a badass

Shou Tucker - FMA. Worst anime dad, hands down

Danzo - Naruto. Stole my boys eye, stole bug dilfs adoptive son, and a general coward that tried to act like he wasn’t

Yasui - 7 Seeds. makes my blood boil and I don’t care about his redemption

Hisoka - HxH. makes my ass itch

Zoldyck family (minus Killua and Alluka) - HxH. icky ass itches

Mr. Yashiro - Erased. Added stress to my life and subtracted a year or two because of it.

Robin - Heavenly Delusion. For OBVIOUS TW reasons

Griffith - Berserk. I need him dead yesterday

Light - Death Note. I just don’t like him

Mineta - BNHA. Why?

Koza - Samurai Champloo. I can forgive a weak character, I can not forgive a manipulative backstabbing character that is also weak

Shindo - Sk8. Unhand that boy, sir.

Favorite Villains (I don’t count them all as bad guys, but they are antagonist);

Dabi - BNHA. Yeah he did it all, and? Look at his home life.

Enji Todoroki - BNHA. Not a villain but a whole ass villain at the same time.

Madara - Naruto. He had a point

Itachi - Naruto. I know what he did, but…

Kisame - Naruto. Nart hubby #2

Obito - Naruto. I’d wait for him to get out of jail Ngl. Nart hubby

Overhaul - BNHA. Terrible. Horrendous. Belongs in jail even, but I have a visual type

Aizen - Bleach. Smash

Ulquiorra - Bleach. My boy deserved better 😭

Unohana - Bleach. I support her wrongs

Grimmjow - Bleach. He’s not so bad

Sukuna - JJK. He’s hot

Toji - JJK. I was informed he goes here but I don’t believe it 🤧

Gyutaro - Demon Slayer. Such a good big brother

Akaze - Demon Slayer. Loved his wife and won’t consume women? A wins a win

Rem - Death Note. I don’t think my baby belongs here, she’s just an amoral Pookie

Millions Knives - Trigun. It’s a love hate thing

Gilgamesh - Fate series. A beautiful disaster. 

Izaya - Durarara!! Asshole (affectionately)

Scar - FMA. The splits. I would do them for him

Broly - DBZ. Again, splits. I volunteer as tribute!

Fujimoto - Ponyo. He’s a loving father and he did nothing wrong 😤

Sesshomaru - Inuyasha. Not counting the sequel the OG mangaka would not agree with either.

Sephiroth - FFXII. not an anime but THE hottest villain and a total shame to not mention

[reelreviewing]

Yi Yi (2000) - Editors Pick

Director: Edward Yang | 2h 53mins | Drama | Language: Mandarin

Multiple generations of a Taipei family reflect on past mistakes and the present relationships of their daily lives. 

Edward Yang’s modern masterpiece is over 20 years old. Many films have come and gone in that time but what separates Yi Yi and keeps it continuously relevant in the cinematic landscape, is the purity and honesty in which it portrays humanity. Just like the work of legendary director Yashiro Ozu, Yang’s static and absorbing style allows every human emotion to play out on the surface. Across the wide span of its nearly three hour runtime, Yi Yi explores the lost potential of our lives we reflect on as we get older as well as the blossoming feelings and fractured situations we face in our youth. 

In one of the more confrontational scenes early in the film, the father of the family NJ runs into his first love, Sherry, while at his brother-in-law’s wedding. After a couple of seconds of pleasantries she begins yelling at him about their past and what follows is a long and reflective journey for NJ, as he reconnects and ponders the question, what if I’d married her? Although not necessarily the main character, NJ’s story is explored more than any, acting as the anchor for the gentle nostalgia and regret this film projects. His situation is amplified when his current wife, Min-Min, delivers one of the most heartbreaking monologues of the film, explaining that she has nothing to say to her comatose mother because her life is, in essence, blank. 

While the parents suffer with their own damaging reflections on life their two children also battle against the hardships of youth. Their daughter, Ting-Ting, becomes embroiled in her friend’s drama more than she would like and also experiences love and heartbreak for the first time. Yang-Yang, their 8-year-old son, isn’t plagued by the realities of being a teenager or an adult but rather navigates his own adolescent curiosity. He has a mild crush on a girl at school, he deals with bullies in creative ways and he also becomes fascinated with taking pictures of the back of people’s heads – something that actually plays a big part in one of the films biggest themes.

As he gets into his dad’s car Ying-Yang innocently asks his father whether it’s possible for us to know the whole truth. As we look forward we can’t see behind us, and therefore we can’t see the whole picture. A slightly muddled sentiment when coming from a child but there is a deeper truth to it that unites wonderfully with the film’s big questions of remembering the past and how it has led to the current position these characters are in. Not just that, but as we look forward in our lives the memories we have become obscured and muddled – remembering only what we want too. We even get a flavour of the lives of neighbours and extended family, and while these are at risk of feeling unessential, what they do is help to punctuate the overarching themes as they are all delicately woven together by a wonderful script.  

Your first initial praise will be for the static and often dreamlike cinematography that effortlessly captures both beauty and pain in their most destructive forms. But Yang’s script is much more complex than you might think. Balancing narratives is something that many films have tried to accomplish but rarely perfect, but what Yang does is give us multiple threads and characters in which to intrigue us with, but beautifully showcases them under one collective story. It’s a balancing act that pays off, as they all reach their crescendo at the same pivotal point – giving us a soft and extremely moving ending. 

Despite all of the characters being at an unhappy place in their lives, this does end on a somewhat optimistic note. Unlike a lot of the work by fellow Taiwanese director Tsai Ming-Liang, whose films are often drenched in a pessimistic tone, Yi Yi  offers us a sense of reprieve. This is by no means a happy ending, but as some of the characters choose to look forward instead of hanging on to the past, the film shows a sense of positivity that is greatly needed.

Even though the film is over 20 years old this film hasn’t lost any of its poignancy. Edward Yang is truly a master of his craft and Yi Yi will continue to have a place in cinematic history because of its unique understanding of relationships and the human condition. No matter what stage of life you’re at there will be something to connect to or reflect on and that’s because of its universal themes. The script is complex and packs a punch, and Yang offers a delicate touch to every single scene – this is a wonderful achievement that is one of the greatest examples of how cinema can so honestly portray reality.

5/5

[tamcitrus]

Birthday present.

pairing | Futakuchi Kenji x f!reader.

genre | domestic, nsfw

words | 2 k.

warnings | smut, mentions of pregnancy

a/n: Happy birthday @writeiolite​ ! I hope you have the best day ever. Thanks so much for all that you do and the amazing group you created! Sending all my love to you from Argentina 🥳🥰🌈✨

Futakuchi walked upstairs with a tray full of food, two coffees and a bowl full of cereal and yogurt. He stopped for a second at the bedroom door to enjoy the view: his beautiful wife still asleep and his son trying to escape her arms so he could get up and help him.

“Hey buddy, do you want to wake up mom?” he said to the little guy who was stuck between your arms. “Don’t forget to tell her happy birthday.”

Yashiro touched your face with his little hands, pinching your cheeks when you didn’t respond. When you stirred and opened your eyes, he smiled.

“Happy birthday mommy!” he screamed and hugged you.

You laughed and hugged him back. Then you saw your husband and his hands full of food. Your stomach growled and both guys laughed.

“Happy birthday, babe,” Kenji said. He put the tray at the end of the bed and walked to you to kiss you. “Come on, let’s eat.”

You had breakfast with the men of your life. Yashiro somehow managed to get yogurt all over his clothes and hair, so you needed to bath him before lunch time.

“Come on, young men. Let’s get a shower and let mom get ready for lunch,” Kenji took Shiro on his arms and smiled at you. “It’s all set downstairs, you just need to get ready before your family arrives.”

Futakuchi could had a bad personality sometimes but he was an amazing husband and a beautiful parent. He helped you to arrange a little party with closer friends and your siblings, and he invited Aone and Moniwa so he could have some company and look over Yashiro.

You cooked a few desserts for the evening and Kenji somehow managed to get boba for everyone.

"So… what are your plans for the night?" your best friend asked. Shiro was sitting on their legs, and they were playing something with their hands holding.

"I don't know, maybe we can watch a movie with dad, what do you say Shiro?"

"I'm going with uncle ‘Niwa mom, I can't," the little one giggled.

You immediately looked aside at the group of three former volleyball players. You watched as Shiro ran to his father's arms and told him what happened, his little hand held up to cover his face as he was telling a secret.

"Buddy, that was our secret! No mom allowed!" your husband laughed.

"Oh, you have to get ready then! You'll have a big girl night," your sister whispered and winked at you.

You all had one more drink and they left for the day. Moniwa and Aone were in the backyard trying to teach Shiro some volleyball plays.

"The little demon ruined my surprise," Futakuchi laughed and hugged you. "I bought a special thing for you, it's your favorite color and it's in your drawer," he seductively whispered before he let you go.

You walked to your bedroom, Shiro and Kenji behind you, they were gathering Shiro's stuff for the night. You gasped when you opened the box Kenji gifted you. It was the most provocative lingerie set ever and in the most beautiful pink tone.

"Mommy, I'm going!" your son pulled from your dress and you put the box inside the drawer again.

"Ok, little man, let's go with your uncles," you were blushing.

Futakuchi was explaining his friends everything they needed to know. How Shiro drank his milk, which fruits he liked, how to make him eat if he was throwing a tantrum.

"And if anything happens, call us," you said. Aone took your son in his arms and gave you a tiny smile.

"Yeah, don't call us," Kenji said to Moniwa. He handed him a backpack with Yashiro's clothes, some toys and his favorite teddy bear.

"I'm a big boy, mommy, I'll be okay," Shiro reassured you.

"Be a good boy, ok? Mommy and daddy will pick you up before you know it," you kissed his cheeks.

Aone and Moniwa left with your little guy on their car.

"He'll be fine, they got it all under control," Futakuchi kissed you. "Why don't you go and use the present I gave you? Dress nicely, we have a reservation in a hour."

You both walked to your bedroom and got dressed between kisses and a lot of teasing. You were wearing a tight black skirt and a pink blouse with a revealing neckline. Futakuchi opted for a skinny black jean and a striped shirt in black and white.

"That outfit looks so good on you, I could fuck another child in you right here and now," he smirked.

"Maybe when we're back home," you laughed. "It's the first time in a while we're having a date so we're not gonna be late."

He nodded and took your hand while walking out to your car. Then he caressed your thigh the whole way to the restaurant.

He reserved a table at your favorite restaurant, you had a nice dinner with a lot of wine and a sweet dessert. Your cheeks were tinted a light pink when the dinner was over, and you laughed at any smart ass comment your husband made.

"Ok, princess, I think it's time to go home," he said after he pay for everything.

The drive home was pretty silent. You tried to sober up a little with the wind coming from your open window and sang random kpop songs from your playlist, the one you played with your husband's permission "just because it's your birthday".

You got upstairs with a little help and a lot of mocking from Futakuchi.

"Oh, my poor baby, she can't do anything without me," he hummed. "I texted the boys, they said Shiro's already sleeping."

"Mmm that's great," you said. You undressed and crashed on the bed. "Come here, babe."

You pat the bed by your side. Kenji slowly undressed himself and he was practically eating you with his eyes in the meantime.

"I can't wait to fill you up with my cum," he made you roll over your belly, so your ass would be facing him and he slapped you.

"Kenji…" you whined. It's been a while since you had a time like this for yourself and you could feel yourself wet already. "Be gentle…"

"I can't hear you through all that whining," he slapped your other cheek and you cried. "Ask for it, baby."

He leaned over you and kissed from your ass to your neck, slowly and almost sweetly. Then he bite your neck and sucked on your collarbone until he left a mark. You could feel his erection against your lingerie in your ass, so you wiggled your hips to get some friction. He slapped you again and harder.

"Uh uh, I didn't say you could do that," he said. "Now you have to make up for it. On your knees and suck my dick, baby girl."

You kneeled between him and the bed. He took his dick and hold it in front of your face. You licked your lips and then his length. You sucked at the tip and slowly got more of him on your mouth. You fought your gag reflex when the tip of his dick hit the back of your throat and carefully retreat your mouth to repeat the motion, faster each time. He fisted your hair and hold you against him after a few times, your mouth felt amazing around his dick, wet and warm. He separated you from his body and pushed you over the bed, this time with your face up. He took your panties and pulled them down your legs and he positioned between them to kiss your inner thighs.

"You're so wet already, baby, do you like my cock so much?" he licked your clit and slowly pushed two fingers between your folds, scissoring them to stretch you. He could feel you clenching on his fingers while you moaned his name loudly.

"Kenji…. If you keep like this…" you fisted his hair and he smiled against your core.

"Cum for me babygirl, come on," he said. He picked up the rhythm of his fingers and curved them inside you to reach the spot he knew that got you seeing white.

And so your climax hit you for the first time. You felt Futakuchi's fingers still inside you. He climbed up your body to took one of your nipples in his mouth and his fingers started slowly moving again. You were sensitive from your recent orgasm and he wasn't giving you time to recover. You whined when he pulled out his fingers to circle your clit. Slow but firmly, like everything else he did. He was determined to overstimulate you tonight.

"Ple-please… fuck me," you whined again against his lips when he kissed you.

"As you wish, princess," he kneeled between your legs on the bed and teased your slit with the tip of his dick.

He grabbed your hips and pulled you closer to him, his cock pushing through your folds. He pulled out and thrust again, all the time circling your clit with one hand. When he felt you were on the edge again, he pulled out and leaned in to kiss you.

"Kenji, fuck," you said on his mouth. You were almost there again but he wouldn't let you have it so easily.

"What's wrong, baby?" he asked. His big brown eyes looked so innocent.

Before you could answer, he was inside you again, thrusting at a steady rhythm. You moaned, you felt everything so intense and he was so good at this, he knew exactly where to touch and to thrust to shatter you in pieces.

"I'm so close, Kenji, please," you cried.

He stopped. You gasped, outraged.

"On your hands and knees," he ordered.

You did as he told. He kissed your back, this time sweetly, and aligned his dick with your pussy to thrust inside you again. He growled at how wet you were, your walls clenched on his deliciously after so much stimulation. He slapped your ass again and you cried, he knew you were almost on the edge again.

"Princess…" he started.

"Yes-yes, just cum inside me, please babe," you spoke quickly, your voice an octave higher than usual.

He thrusted a few more times, he was so close too. The thought of filling you was on his mind since your son left and now he was balls deep inside you, your body taking him so well, your walls clenching him just right. So, he complied. He pushed himself as deep as he could and cum inside your pussy. He stayed like that for a moment, your orgasm was so intense, he could feel you so tight around him. He pulled out when your spasms finished, his cum dripping from your folds to your thighs. You let your body fall on the bed. He kissed your back and left the room to get a warm washcloth. He cleaned you in silence, and then he cleaned himself to finally lay by your side.

"Happy birthday, brat. I love you," he smiled.

"Thanks, Kenji," you kissed him.

"I'll buy you plan b tomorrow, first thing in the morning," he said. He pulled you closer to him, your head resting on his chest.

"Yeah… uhm, there's no need of that, let's just… see what happens," you whispered so you didn't know if he heard you, but he hummed as an answer. "Thanks for all today. I had an amazing birthday."

"Anything for my favorite brat," he said and kissed the top of your head.

You were just laying there, hugging each other naked body. You were dozing off, all the activities from the day finally affecting your body. And then the phone rang. Futakuchi stretched his free arm to take the phone from the nightstand.

"Hey, sorry to call, Shiro had a nightmare. He's not crying or anything but he's pretty scared and I didn't know what to do…" a panicked Moniwa was talking at the other side of the line.

"Oh, don't worry, Moniwa-san. We'll get ready and go for him in a bit. Can you pass him the phone?"

Futakuchi handed you the phone and you waited to hear your 5 years old child speak.

"Hi-hello?"

"Hi, baby. This is mom. Are you ok?"

"I had a bad dream," he said and you could hear him sniffing, maybe he felt like crying.

"Mom and Dad will pick you up in a bit, ok honey?"

After you reassured Moniwa that all was ok, you hung up and got dressed. Futakuchi thanked again to his friends for watching your kid and you drove back home. Shiro ended up sleeping between you again.

-

Two weeks later, you were supposed to get your period, but it never came. You waited a week, thinking maybe something was wrong with you, and finally bought a pregnancy test. You waited until night to do it, when Shiro was sleeping, so Futakuchi and you could patiently wait for the results with a big glass of wine.

"What's the result?" he said when you came back from the bathroom to look at the test.

"Positive," you smiled. You were about to cry.

"Man, I really fucked a child in you that night!" he laughed and hugged you.

"You're an idiot," you pulled his hair when you hugged him back.

"I love you, brat."

"I love you too, idiot."

[domeyashiro]

Saezuru Chapter 26 Summary

Chapter 26 came out today, and is quite plot-heavy, so here’s a little summary. It became quite long actually. XD The direct speech parts aren’t always an accurate translation of the text bubbles, because I shortened things here and there for practical reasons.

Also, full of spoilers obviously!

Ryuuzaki:

The chapter starts with Ryuuzaki getting beaten up by Hirata’s underlings who are trying to find out about Yashiro’s whereabouts. Ryuuzaki tells them he doesn’t know where Yashiro is, and wouldn’t it make more sense to question Sugimoto, since he is a member of their own group, just like Yashiro. The main guy replies: “But if we openly go against our group, we can’t blame you for Yashiro’s death anymore.” Ryuuzaki says that he has no intention to kill Yashiro, so Hirata’s guy threatens him: “Whether you’re gonna live or die is solely up to you.”

Misumi:

The scene changes to Misumi who is visiting the leader of the Doushinkai group (= his boss whose position he’s after) in the hospital. He’s doing better lately, but since he has cancer, he won’t live much longer. They talk like old friends. The boss asks Misumi about Amou: his age, whether he’s married yet. Misumi tells him that Amou is quite popular and sometimes has girlfriends, but there’s no future wife on the horizon. The boss says it’s a shame, since Amou graduated from a proper university and all. He could lead an honest life. Instead he followed Misumi’s path, because he wanted to be accepted as his son. Misumi talks about how Amou didn’t even accept financial help from him, but graduated all on his own with only a scholarship. The boss goes on to ask why Misumi had never tried to have his own family. Was it because of Amou? Misumi says, Amou has nothing to do with it, but being the child of his former wife, he also couldn’t treat him like everyone else. Misumi feels pity for Amou who threw his chances in life away to stay with him. The boss calls Misumi overprotective, but says he can understand why he is that way.

And this is where it gets interesting: Misumi seems to have had an underling (his “child” in yakuza terms) who was so important to him that he felt like one half of him. That underling died shortly after Misumi’s wife, which caused him a lot of grief and pain, and resulted in his violent behavior in the past.

Suddenly Misumi changes the topic and asks his boss what he thinks of Yashiro. His reply: “He’s a clown who attracts attention whether that be good or bad.” He admits that Yashiro is smart and has guts, but there are many in the group who oppose him. When he asks Misumi about his opinion, Misumi says: “He’s a cute* guy with no ambition at all.” The boss claims that having no ambition as a yakuza means being out of touch with reality. Misumi agrees. The boss asks if Yashiro also feels like one half of him. Misumi answers: “Maybe one third.” The boss laughs and tells him to do as he pleases, but also warns him, that even if Yashiro was qualified for the job, it would mean nothing if the whole group was against him. To convince the others, he should give Yashiro his own group first, so he could show his real qualities. He also tells Misumi to not hold things/people too dear, otherwise he wouldn’t last long.

In the car Misumi thinks about his boss’ words who kind of implied that Yashiro was a substitute for the underling Misumi lost. But Misumi tells himself he isn’t looking for a replacement, because nobody could ever replace that guy (and also his wife?) in his life anyway.

Yashiro:

The scene changes again, this time to Yashiro who walks down the stairs of Doumeki’s apartment wearing Doumeki’s shirt. A car is waiting in front of the building. Yashiro knocks on the window and orders Whale and Shark to give him a lift. He doesn’t seem in the least surprised to find them there. In the car, he calls his police sex-friend and complains about the rough treatment Inami gave him at the hotel (in detail of course XD). His sex-friend asks back if Yashiro would let him do the same things to him next time. Yashiro shortly hesitates, then says, “Yeah, when everything is over, okay?” He asks if the cops who were tailing Ryuuzaki were still looking for him. His acquaintance affirms and Yashiro goes on to say: “Tell them I found what they were looking for** and to be on standby. Regard it as a return for the info you gave me yesterday.”

He then yells at Shark and Whale that he’s cold***, and they turn up the heating for him. They start blaming each other for having been discovered, which quickly escalates into a proper fight with name-calling. Yashiro asks them what exactly they reported to Misumi, and Whale promptly mentions the car sex, but gets interrupted by Shark’s fist in his face. When they ask Yashiro what happened to his underling, Yashiro (still wearing Doumeki’s shirt) replies: “I have no use for him, so I left him behind.”

Back to Ryuuzaki:

Ryuuzaki asks the guy who beat him up what happened to his woman. The guy answers: “We’ll have fun with her until you finish your job.” Hirata enters the room and starts to talk about how disappointed he is in Ryuuzaki. He always thought of him as an idiot, but that he would turn out to be so completely useless, unable to kill one little Yashiro, surprised him. Ryuuzaki growls back at him that Hirata was planning to cut him off anyway. In fact, he already sold him out to Misumi. If he was going down either way, why should he commit a murder that wouldn’t earn him any points? Hirata admits that of course he was going to get rid of him. It’s not like his dealing drugs could go unpunished. If he didn’t cut him off, Misumi would for sure, once he found out about his doings. And why would Ryuuzaki even think that he was worth more than Yashiro? He can’t even make decent money.

“Then why do you want to kill him? You’re only jealous of him, because he took Misumi away from you.”

Hirata pretends he doesn’t know what he’s talking about, but Ryuuzaki won’t let him off. “I thought it was weird to begin with. At first, you said you were only after the money. Then why do you want to get rid of Yashiro suddenly? After all, he’s paying quite a sum to the group, so you could just turn a blind eye to the rest. But he got in your way for real this time. There’s only one reason why an overambitious guy like you would have to turn to means like this: Misumi is trying to get Yashiro a position in the Doushinkai, right?”

Hirata explains that he only chose Ryuuzaki for the job, because he always was so fixated on Yashiro. He used to think it was because Ryuuzaki couldn’t accept that someone who joined the group after him, was now in a higher position than him. Who would have thought that he had feelings for him all along? “Aren’t you embarrassed with yourself? It was all just a bluff. Now everyone is going to think you are just like Yashiro (he probably means gay).” Then he tells Ryuuzaki about the guy Yashiro had kicked out of the group, how pathetic he was, so blind with love that he didn’t even realize that he had been tricked by Yashiro. “You remind me of that guy. I bet Yashiro knows you’re in love with him. That’s why he’s been making a fool out of you all this time. If you aren’t in love with him, prove it to me. Kill him with your own hands. Prove to me that you aren’t as pathetic as the other guy.”

Ryuuzaki seemingly agrees, “All I have to do is kill him, right?” Hirata, satisfied with this answer, tells Ryuuzaki to wait a little, so he can find Yashiro for him. He asks his underlings if they still don’t know where Yashiro is. They negate. When Hirata turns to leave, Ryuuzaki suddenly jumps up, grabs the knife of one of the underlings and stabs Hirata in the back:

“Who is in love with whom?! Don’t be ridiculous!”

Notes:

* He’s not talking about his looks. Since he combines “cute” with “no ambition”, he probably means “harmless” or “untypical in a cute way”. It might also be an expression of Yashiro being dear to him. The way people think their loved ones are cute for reasons that nobody else would agree on.

** He’s probably referring to the drug deal, not to Ryuuzaki himself. The two are connected of course, because the cops are observing Ryuuzaki to find out what happened to the drugs that disappeared. Since Yashiro knows the whole story, he’ll be able to sell out Hirata with his knowledge.

*** Yashiro’s pants are dripping wet, as Whale recognizes in the back mirror. No wonder he’s feeling cold! I hope this is only the setup for him to catch a bad cold that Doumeki can cure him of later. >_> But now we can tell that he’s wearing his own pants, not Doumeki’s.