#fukanaga

[rjhpandapaws]

Fukunaga Souhei

[danggirlronpa]

Seed A2 Masterpost

Sonia/Komaru art by ministarfruit

Toko/Angie art by danganwlw

Sonia/Komaru

There are two versions of this ship. One is where Komaru and Toko are helping Makoto track down Remnants of Despair and they come across a powerful woman in a big fancy dress leading an army and Komaru has a big gay ethical meltdown

The other one is where Komaru comes to school to meet Makoto’s friends, sees a cute girl pass by in the hall, gets REALLY nervous, and accidentally stumbles her way into picking up a hot chick through Sonia thinking she looks like a panicked hamster

Sonia LOVES normal high school girls. And Komaru LOVES pretty girls. There is no downside. All of their dates are super stereotypical and they both enjoy them so much

 Toko/Angie

Big Emo Energy vs Big Preppy Energy. Unstoppable force (Angie) meets Immovable Object (Toko)

Toko and Angie have a really weird energy where Toko goes Y-you probably think I’m ugly! And Angie goes I Do! (: and Toko is so startled that she ends up being genuine with a person for the first time Ever. Angie is so disarming she’d break down Toko’s barriers in an instance. Then pat Toko’s head and tell her she was joking. We r all beautiful in the eyes of Kami <3 (You Will Be More Beautiful If You Give Him Blood)

Toko’s so full of internalized misogyny and so obsessed with boobs. You KNOW Angie’s outfit is going to awaken SOMETHING in her

※To avoid spamming artists, I will only @ them the first time their work shows up unless told otherwise. If you want to check all the art I used, check here!

[danganwlw]

Possibly the most Dark Broody Gal x Sunshine Gal ship you could possibly put together. If they were in the same game the lesbians would be going buck wild over this one I think.

@pechebeche

[glittter-gel]

may or may not be thinking about the bleach blond boys living in a flat together in college and being grubby little college boys together but its ok cuz they are cute and when one of their boyfriends comes over the place gets tidied up and more stocked with things they need (ex shampoo/conditioner, body wash, soap, toothpaste, healthy food and drinks, etc)

[thatoneweird014]

What each member of Pass Motion A (my pjsk oc unit) would wear: Harumi and Hotaru!

Harumi Igarashi

Her design is based off the Shibuya casual style of the 80s! (All of their designs are trends from the 80s). She still has the black turtleneck underneath but the button-up shirt on top looks more like this:

Mainly green body with (i'm thinking pink/purple) floral patters. The blazer has the same greenish gray colour with a shape and length that looks like the pic on the left and a design that's kind of like the pic on the right but honestly I don't want her blazer to have too much design. In my head it has more of this cracked granite look.

And her skirt in ankle length has this kind of black colour but none of the pattern.

Hotaru Yukinoshita

She sports the olive girl style, basically just this dress but the cardigan is orange and baggy af and the button-up shirt is black.

[cringe--is--dead]

Nekoma x Reader; manager!reader

You Won’t Be Alone

“You need to join a club— something. Anything!”

Your parents' concerns rang loud in your head. It wasn’t your fault you had to move schools in the beginning of your second year. You had friends, you had clubs and things you participated in. Now you had nothing. A few friendly classmates, sure, but that was all.

Clubs were almost entirely filled at this rate anyways, and anyone that was still accepting members meant you had to go meet new people who already formed their own groups. You’d be the outcast, more than you already felt like you were.

Idly, you kicked at a rock that was laying on the ground beneath your feet; you were trying to kill time, hoping to brainstorm some solution before you made your way home.

The art club? There were some mediums you were decent at, but you also saw some of the showcases from other students— safe to say that club had some artists that would most definitely be studied in the future.

What about the literature club? While you enjoyed reading, something about reading at school made the notion far less fun. Not to mention you had met the club leader earlier that month, and while nice, she was intimidating.

Grumbling to yourself, you stopped walking, leaning against one of the building's walls, watching birds fly overhead. They cawed at each other, and the group in the sky made you feel more alone.

Great, you mused, jealous of birds now.

Your thought process was interrupted, rather sharply, as you watched a ball come flying out of the building you had been leaning against. Lucky for you, you were nowhere near the door— the speed at which the ball hit the dirt would have definitely bruised you.

Pushing forward, you decided to be a decent person, picking the ball up and moving slowly to the open gym door. You hadn’t made a point to pay attention to any of the teams your school had, not out of disdain but mostly fear.

If you showed any interest your dad would definitely force you to partake in some way.

“Um,” You stopped at the entrance of the door, holding the ball tightly in your arms, watching as the people before you continued moving.

Volleyball.

One of the people, one of the coaches you supposed, noticed you, coming over to retrieve the ball.

“Thank you,” He spoke softly, smiling at you, his eyes crinkling behind his glasses, “They’ve been a bit overzealous lately.”

You nodded, handing the ball over, your eyes drifting back to those practicing.

You recognized one of them, some of them were in your year.

Fukanaga Shohei. You and he weren’t close by any means, but he was funny.

“They’re good, aren’t they?”

The coach's voice made you jump, cheeks flushing as you realized you had been staring.

“Oh— I’m sorry!” You turned, bowing in an apology, “I just…”

He smiled at you, “I’m coach Naoi.”

You introduced yourself, “Second year. I actually just transferred here a few weeks ago.”

“I hope the school’s been treating you well.”

You smiled, “No complaints yet.”

“Oi, Naoi!” The pair of you turned, the older coach having caught on to his assistant being distracted, “Care to invite your guest in?”

His shouting caused the team to look over, a lul in their practice as they took in the presence of an outsider. Your face felt like it was on fire.

“Oh— no! I’m so sorry! I was just returning a ball!”

Naoi chuckled, “One second,” He turned to you, eyebrow raising slightly, “You can come watch if you want.”

“I— I wouldn’t want to impose,” You crossed your arms, still feeling the gaze of the team on you.

“Are we getting a manager?” The question sounded more like a shout, and one of the members clutched his chest rather dramatically, “Take that Karasuno!”

“If you don’t scare her off with your shouting,” He either hadn’t heard the dig aimed at him or didn’t care.

Cautiously, you removed your sneakers, sock covered feet against the floor beneath you as you followed behind coach Naoi, keeping your gaze lowered.

“Well?” The older coach turned his attention back to his team, “Get on with it! Yamamoto, get up.”

You took a seat next to him, shoes laid across your lap, bag pressed close to your calves.

“Coach Nekomata,” He introduced himself to you, barely taking his attention from his team, “You join any clubs yet?”

“Oh, uh,” You swallowed, your throat suddenly dry, “No. Not yet. I haven’t found a good fit yet.”

“Lev, your receives still suck.”

“Yaku!”

You focused your attention forward, watching as the taller guy, one you somehow hadn’t noticed yet, got scolded, his shoulders drooping into himself.

“You have any interest in volleyball?”

You side eyed the man, his posture relaxed and unbothered, and you heard Naoi sigh from your other side.

“I… think it’s an interesting sport.”

“Oh?” He sounded amused, “Just interesting?”

You watched the balls fly around the court, people yelling out praises or playful insults at one another, “Yeah. Only ever seen it on TV a few times.”

“Hm,” He nodded, saying nothing more.

The three of you lapsed into silence, merely watching as the warmups switched, and you felt yourself losing tension in your body. Watching them was entertaining, the way they played and talked— they made it look fun.

They were all drenched in sweat, heavy breathing, some of their forearms looked red as did their knees. But they were smiling and laughing, though winded they may be.

“Yamamoto, the loudmouth, is right in his own way,” Coach Nekomata’s voice seemed to snap you back to reality, and you turned to look at him curiously, finding his attention already on you, “We could use a manager. Lord knows I could use the help with these hard heads.”

“Kenma, set it up!”

The one that had shouted when you came in was, once again, shouting. You didn’t know how to respond to the coach, so you turned, watching as the one with longer dyed hair set the ball, and the loudmouth, Yamamoto, went running forward.

He jumped, and in a split second, hit the ball over the net, the sound echoing in the gym, and you swore you felt the air from the ball move your hair.

“Woah,” You almost whispered the simple praise to yourself, unaware of the smug look on Coach Nekomata’s face, and the bemused one on Coach Naoi’s.

You licked your lips, turning away from where Yamamoto was singing his own praises, “Would I learn?”

You clarified, “If I… became a manager. I’d have to learn how volleyball works, first. Then how to actually be a good manager. I— I don’t have experience with either of those.”

Nekomata smiled at you, a kind look on his face, “Our team does one thing best above all else— connecting. If you become our manager, you wouldn’t be learning on your own, you won’t be alone. This I promise.”

You sighed, looking back towards the court. They seemed to be taking a small break, the unnamed members talking and joking, the one who had set the ball was getting his hair messed with, though he looked annoyed, he didn’t move away to stop it.

You won’t be alone.

That sounded… nice.

“How do I apply?”

[darkcollectornerd]

Poll: Favourite James Bond Movie Director?

To give you an idea of what your voting for here's the films they directed:

Terence Young: Dr No, From Russia with Love and Thunderball

Guy Hamilton: Goldfinger, Diamonds Are Forever, Live and Let Die and the Man with the Golden Gun

Lewis Gilbert: You Only Live Twice, The Spy Who Loved Me and Moonraker

Peter Hunt: On Her Majesty's Secret Service

John Glen: For Your Eyes Only, Octopussy, A View to a Kill, The Living Daylights and Licence to Kill

Martin Campbell: Goldeneye and Casino Royale

Roger Spottiswoode: Tomorrow Never Dies

Michael Apted: The World is Not Enough

Lee Tamahori: Die Another Day

Mark Forster: Quantum of Solace

Sam Mendes: Skyfall and Spectre

Cary Joji Fukanaga: No Time to Die

[xviistrings]

estumi fukanuga

etaumi fukanaga

etusmi fakunagu

etmusi fukuanga

[thesonicfan12345]

Mothra

Monster verse Series: Toho,Shinichiro Nakamura Yoshie Hotta Takehiko,Fukanaga Shinichi,and Sekizawa Eiji Tsuburaya

Artwork:Thesonicfan12345(me)

[mermaidsirennikita]

there's the thing about jane eyre adaptations- there's too many of them. and if you had asked me like 6 years ago i would have said no we don't need another one, the 2011 version is perfect. however in light of michael fassbender and cary fukanaga being abusive pieces of shit....you know what maybe they should make one more. just so we don't have to talk about that one.

Yeah, I would really love that one if not for.... men. I love the visuals and tone, I think Mia is a solid Jane. I do think it could've been darker, tbh. But the men really take it over the top.

Personally, I'm always happy for more Bronte adaptations. I'd fucking love a good Wuthering Heights. Maybe someday......

[byneddiedingo]

Daniel Craig in Spectre (Sam Mendes, 2015)

Cast: Daniel Craig, Christoph Waltz, Léa Seydoux, Ralph Fiennes, Monica Bellucci, Ben Whishaw, Naomie Harris, Dave Bautista, Andrew Scott, Rory Kinnear. Screenplay: John Logan, Neal Purvis, Robert Wade, Jez Butterworth. Cinematography: Hoyte Van Hoytema. Production design: Dennis Gassner. Film editing: Lee Smith. Music: Thomas Newman 

Why has the James Bond series not run its course by now? It has survived regular cast changes, including its central character, who has been played by six different actors: The Bond of Spectre, Daniel Craig, had not even been born when the first film in the series, Dr. No (Terence Young, 1962), premiered. Even recurring characters have been recast: M, Miss Moneypenny, and Q have each been played by five actors, and M underwent a change from male to female when Judi Dench took over the role in GoldenEye (Martin Campbell, 1995), though the part reverted to male (Ralph Fiennes) at the end of Skyfall (Sam Mendes, 2012). Yet the series has retained a reassuring familiarity, even to the point of typically beginning with a spectacular action sequence that almost certainly can't be topped in the remaining parts of the film. In Spectre, Bond is in Mexico City, where he shoots a bad guy, setting off an explosion that has him scrambling to escape from the building's collapsing façade, then chases another bad guy escaping from the rubble onto a helicopter, on which they struggle for control as it careens wildly over the crowds celebrating the Day of the Dead in the Zócalo. Then come the credits and another Bond-film staple, the thematic pop song: This one, "Writing's on the Wall," sung by Sam Smith, who co-wrote it with Jimmy Napes, won an Oscar. And then it's down to the usual business: chastisement by M (Fiennes), gadgets by Q (Ben Whishaw), and pursuit of the villains seeking control of the world. In Spectre there are two: One, Max Denbigh (Andrew Scott), is trying to take over control of intelligence services all over the world, while the other is a familiar figure from earlier Bond films, Ernst Stavro Blofeld (Christoph Waltz), who is in cahoots with Denbigh. (Blofeld, who had been a regular supervillain in the Sean Connery era, was absent from the Bond films after 1983 because of copyright litigation that was settled before Spectre, which takes its title from Blofeld's global criminal organization, was filmed.) There are also vodka martinis, shaken not stirred, to be quaffed, and "Bond girls" to be bedded -- although in recent years, Bond's sex life has become less wildly promiscuous and the women have become more complex characters. In Spectre, one of them, Madeleine Swann, is played by Léa Seydoux, a more than capable actress who sometimes seems to be fighting against the limitations of the role, trying to make Madeleine a more interesting figure than the screenplay allows. So to return to the original question: Why do we still gravitate to the Bond films when there are more novel action-adventures to be had? The series has been so frequently imitated -- Tom Cruise's Mission: Impossible movies are virtually indistinguishable in formula from Bond films -- that maybe imitation suggests the answer: We crave the familiar, but we also relish the small surprises when the formula is tweaked. In Spectre, for example, M, Moneypenny (Naomie Harris), and Q all get out of the office and into the field for a change. Spectre is one of the less satisfying in the series, marked by signs of fatigue in Craig's performance. Nevertheless, he signed on for the next one, the next one, No Time to Die (Cary Joji Fukanaga, 2021), before retiring from the series. 

[brattsun]

a contradiction in terms, a kuroo x f!reader smau

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summary: at a small liberal arts university, buried in the middle of America, romance blossoms in the most unconventional places after Kuroo Tetsurou, University Class President, and you, a scholarship student at the top of your class butt heads during a routine student council meeting.

a/n: lots of college pretentious debate, enemies to lovers, there will be smut and my blog is 18+ so minors DNI, I’m not anticipating needing a taglist but if anyone wants to be on it they can send me an ask. This is my first social media AU so I’m expecting it to be a mashup of texts and some written sections. sadlg;hakl im pretty nervous but i think the more i do this hopefully i’ll get better at it as;dghlask so bear with me.

CH 2 - let it go, bro, pt 3

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[glittter-gel]

spewing my thoughts on this cuz i have a lot i wanna talk about (also idk where they're goin but its from tokyo -they had to pic up yamamoto- to somewhere else in japan and its like a three day two night roadtrip)

during the day tanaka is driving

hes complaining the whole time about it being too cold even though he has full control over the air conditioning and can turn it down if he wanted to

noya and yamamoto are always sitting in the back

noya is always in the right window seat because growing up thats where his carseat always was and its "bad luck" to change where he sits after 17 years

terushima and kyōtani switch from the back seat and the front seat at every stop

yamamoto sits in the middle back seat when kyōtani's sitting in the back and when terushima is sitting in the back yamamoto sits by the window

for the first half hour of the trip tanakas down to just his shorts cuz "im sweating my balls off", kyōtani is in the front seat trying to do his eyeliner but he keeps on messing up cuz tanakas going 70 when hes supposed to be going 35, yamamotos in the back listening to asmr with the bulkiest headphones known to man and somehow already asleep, noyas texting asahi frantically reassuring his boyfriend that hes fine, terushima has water in a spray bottle spraying tanaka in an attempt to cool tanaka off, terushima ends up drinking the rest of the water in the spray bottle and they have to make an early pit stop

after the first pit stop kyōtani finally got his eyeliner right and him and terushima switched, tanaka isnt as hot anymore cuz he finally used his resources and put down all the windows and turned the ac all the way up but we're swerving even more cuz hes eating pecans and hes not good with hand coordination (its an oddly specific headcanon ik dont ask-), terushimas basically vlogging the whole trip with how many snapchats and tiktoks hes made, noya is laying his head in yamamotos lap with his legs out the window face timing asahi who is scared shitless cuz that is obviously not safe, yamamoto has the aux and is blasting some weird song like anal & the dishes and cackling so loud you can hear him back in miyagi, kyōtani is completely upside down, his head is hanging off the seat and his feet are hitting the ceiling but hes still buckled somehow, and hes trying to count all the indents him and the others made in the roof of the car from punching it (gravity falls reference, ifykyk)

after many switches between kyōtani and terushima and many pit stops night comes and kyōtani is driving and tanaka moves to the front seat and terushima moves back to the middle back seat

kyōtani is raging as quiet as a raging kyōtani can get cuz everyone has their brights on and no one is using their turn signals and blah blah blah, tanakas asleep face down on the dashboard with his mouth wide open so hes just biting the dashboard at this point, noya is asleep but hes not even in his seat anymore hes on the floor laying down, terushima is face timing daishō while laying down almost asleep, and yamamoto is calling fukunaga way too loud for this time of night

this goes on for the next three days and two nights until they reach their destination and a hotel

when they get to the hotel they unpack and realize they bought enough snacks to feed a family of seven

they fight for the shower but kyōtani bit everyone and got in first, noya was second, yamamoto was third, terushima was fourth, and tanaka was the last

they all face timed and texted their boyfriends until either they went to sleep or their boyfriends did

yamamoto tanaka and kyōtani are in one bed and terushima and noya are in the other

at like 2 in the morning yamamoto gets up and makes cup mac and cheese in the microwave

terushima is a very light sleeper so he wakes up to this and decides to take another shower cuz "i went like three days without showering, if i took one last night and i take two today it'll cancel it out"

tanaka wakes up at around 3 cuz yamamoto was eating the mac and cheese in bed "accidentally" dropped some on his face

yamamoto and tanaka fight over the shower at around 4 waking noya and kyōtani up

tanaka gets in before him, then yamamoto gets in, then kyōtani takes one, then its noya, and finally its terushima

"yūji you dont need a fucking shower you already had one like two hours ago"

"I NEED TO CANCEL IT OUT KYŌTANI LET ME GO-"

thats about all ive thought of, idk where they went or what theyre doing their, i'll leave that up to your ✨imagination✨

the bleach blond boys road-trip chaos is all that ive been thinking about for the past week

[ridiculouslly-ridiculous]

Mexican Names I Think HQ Characters Would Have (Nekoma Edition)

Captains edition

Starting us this time is…

Armando

Now introducing…

Mateó

Up next…

Roberto

y’all ready to meet…

Lucas

Get ready for…

Luis

And we can’t forget about our favorite comedian…

Luciano

Seijoh <Prev Next> Shiratorizawa & Date Tech

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[cringe--is--dead]

Nekoma Manager Headcanons

To start: talk about chaos.

I imagine the manager!reader as a 2nd year, as stated in my first one shot.

You look up to the third years, though the way you and Kuroo act you'd never admit it to his face.

Once you grow comfortable with the team, and vice versa, the two of you bicker like siblings.

Kai is who you gravitate to the most, he's so calm and quiet, you two grew closer faster because of this.

Yaku and Kuroo were both lowkey jealous; they both work on being doting upperclassmen in their own ways and now their manager is anxious around them? Heartbroken.

The first years think you hung the stars.

Lev is always trying to impress you with his moves, which more than often results in him missing a spike or getting hit in the face with what was supposed to be a receive.

Most of his failed attempts end with Yaku scolding him and you are torn between allowing him to shape his team and stepping in to play peacemaker.

Shibayama is the first team member to confide in you regarding any anxiety they had while playing; he compares himself to Yaku so much that it broke your heart, you two talked and you made him see he had made the team for a reason, and he left feeling much better.

Teshiro is more awkward or shy when approaching you, he may have been a first-year when you met him, but he knew the team hadn't had a manager in a long time. He was worried they might scare you off, specifically one of the... second years... But you stuck around! He liked to be around you, even if neither of you talked all the time, your presence was enjoyable. He also tended to be one of the only members (he and Kai) that didn't get scolded or yelled at.

Inuoka reminds you of a puppy, regardless of being on the team of "cats". He was actually the first member of the team to fully approach you, more than a simple introduction. He was so excited that you were their manager, it definitely helped you feel a lot more comfortable. Did you process everything he said to you? No. Was it endearing as hell? Yes.

If Kenma isn't sitting with Kuroo on bus rides he's sitting with you, you enjoy watching him playing his games, that or he enjoys the peace whenever you nap on the bus. Once he even let you play a game on his switch. Once.

Yamamoto is really excited to show you off at any and all practice matches they have. You're so supportive of them all that it makes him really emotional, and you've learned to just pat his head and walk away. You once showed up to an away game with your nails painted in your team colors and you watched that man genuinely weep.

Fukanaga loves to make you laugh whenever the team's quiet or having a more serious meeting. He learned your humor so fast it's dangerous. You can never be upset around him, he reads you like an open book, and whatever worry follows you around is quickly destroyed by him and his shining personality.

Like I said; you and Kuroo have a sibling like relationship once you're comfortable with the team. He leans his arm against your head like a headrest, you make fun of his attempts of sounding cool. The team finds it hilarious, and other than Yaku and Kenma, you're one of the few people he's terrified to piss off.

Kai is the upperclassman you look up to the most, he's calm and collected, smart and nice. He's everything you strive to be as a student and an upperclassman. He helps you study, he helped you learn about volleyball and all the info that comes with that when you first joined, he made sure to include you in any and all group hangouts when you were new.

Kai supremacy.

Yaku and you have, not to sound like I'm stuck in the 2020 fandom, but "parenting" personalities together. Yaku yells at Lev, you follow behind by telling Lev you two care about him and just want to see him get better! Yaku may worry when a teammate gets minorly injured, but you fret, despite knowing minor injuries occur in this sport. The time where you're on the same page exactly is whenever you take the opportunity to bully Kuroo.

He hates it.

I have to say: years ago when I first got into Haikyuu I made an OC for it, and she was Nekoma's manager. This entire thing is self-indulgent. If I was any good at art I'd have so many comic series with her. Sad.

Also I just saw the movie so I am hyperfocused on my boys.

[akkipu]

I forgot to post this yesterday but HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my favourite best boi of all time, Fukanaga Shohei >:) 💖