#go go loser ranger spoilers

[izfaish]

d is so funny, he does not care about their backstories LMAO

[jazzy-j-wolf]

I love these pages so freaking much!!!

[duskneko]

It's insane how fucking muscular Green Keeper is given his real identity

(manga spoilers under the cut)

like you're telling me these are the same fucking people

[hitsuyou-fukaketsu]

May i talk to u about blue ranger/squadron cause they really hurt me...

[sentai daishikkaku spoilers !!]

GRRAAAHHHHH YES.... the blue dragon keeper dead is so arghh. the way d hesitated in the end and regretted it... his action also opened a revenge path of both DKs and dusties... its a huge scene.

aoshima must be the greatest DK, organizing game nights for everyone... eventhough he has a foul mouth he really cared and loved his companions.... tragic

[awkwardlyfangirly]

waa i am back w a fic! first time in forever!

guess what character it's about!! yes that's right it's hekiru im obsessed with him. thank you.

warnings: this has go! go! loser ranger! manga spoilers and also threatening a little girl with physical harm. also a little bit of nervous habits that hurt urself.

this was fun to write! i love hekiru. he is a terrible person. i doubt anyone will be looking for this fic or have much reason to read it but if u do i hope u like. ^-^

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it was a hot, muggy night.

hekiru was patrolling, by himself. they trusted him to do things like this. just him, and his artifact, and the thick sweltering air. it was late. no one was really out and about at this hour. he kicked at the gravel as he walked.

his path took him by a playground. it was quiet, abandoned, empty. the equipment shone in the moonlight. he shivered and started to hurry past.

“hey,” someone called.

he froze.

the voice cycled through his brain. child, female, distant. not really a threat. he turned, slowly.

there she was. sitting on the swingset, barely moving. he saw her hair fall over her shoulder as she tilted her head.

“come here,” she called.

hekiru did not want to come here. he wanted to run away.

but she could definitely see the uniform. the weapon. she knew who he was. what he stood for. if he ran away, she could tell his higher-ups, and that would go on his record. a mark of cowardice.

well… maybe he could lie? tell them that he hadn’t ended up walking through the playground? that she was making things up for attention?

he was still debating the topic when she sighed heavily and shouted his name.

“aran hekiru! come here! shouldn’t a ranger help a civilian in need?”

his name? how did she know his name?

his heart pounded through his ears. he walked towards her. his boots crunched on the sand underneath.

“good,” the girl said, and kicked her feet. the swingset creaked.

“no one likes you,” she said.

hekiru stopped in front of her and blinked. “excuse me?”

she stared up at him. her eyes were unflinching. “no one likes you.”

hekiru scoffed. “okay? what do i care what you say? you’re just some random kid.”

she narrowed her eyes. “excuse me?”

“you heard me. goodbye.” hekiru turned and started walking away.

(his heart was racing, his chest constricting. no one? no one liked him? no one?)

(don’t listen to her, he reassured himself. of course everyone likes you! you defeated hwalipon! you saved the world!)

(and of course people are going to be jealous. you defeated hwalipon. you saved the world.)

(and of course people are going to hate you. they are going to find out, and they are going to hate you. it’s all just a big lie, isn’t it? you’re shaky, pedaling on a tightrope ten stories above a flaming vat of oil. you liar. you fraud.)

“i’ll tell them!” she yelled after him. “i’ll call the rangers and i’ll tell them you left me here, by myself, in an abandoned playground in the middle of the night! i’ll cry!”

he gritted his teeth. this kid - !

“little brat,” he growled as he stomped back over to her. “c’mon. let’s go to the police station. they can take care of you.”

“i’m not lost. i’m not going there.”

“not lost? really? so, you snuck out. and i need to get you back home.”

she stuck her tongue out at him. “i’m not going anywhere with you.”

he took a deep breath and clenched his fists at his sides.

“listen, kid, how am i supposed to help you if -”

“don’t you want to know how i know?” she cut in, dragging her sneakers on the dirt. “aren’t you curious?”

“huh? know what?”

“how i know your name. or how i know that no one likes you.”

“shut up. you don’t know that.” he gnawed on his lower lip.

“yes, i do,” she said, firmly.

“whatever. i’m not going to ask. i’m going to get you down to the police station, and -”

“my dad’s a ranger,” she said. “in blue. just like you! and he told me. he pointed at you on the tv and said, that’s aran hekiru. we all hate him. he’s a jerk. an arrogant, selfish, cowardly jerk.”

hekiru huffed. “h-he sounds jealous.” he scratched at his forearm. gloved hand on sleeved arm. he scratched harder.

“my dad’s the best ranger in all the ranger force,” she said. “you should be jealous of him.”

“oh, wow. is he junior first rank?” hekiru scratched at the back of his neck. his uniform was starting to feel too tight.

“he should be.”

his lip split. he tasted blood.

“what’s your goal in telling me this, anyways?” he crossed his arms, tucking his shaking hands against his chest. “just saw me patrolling and decided to harass me?”

“basically.” she crossed her arms back at him. “it’s my duty to stand up for what’s right.”

“h-harassing me is what’s right?”

she nodded, somber in silhouette. “my dad told me that you’ll never be brought to justice. he said there’s no proof.”

“y-your dad s-says a lot of things.”

“you’re sweating,” she said, leaning forwards. the swingset squealed. “sweating a lot. i didn’t even say what i’m talking about. but you know, don’t you? you know. he’s right.”

hekiru shook his head. “s-shut up.”

“he said he saw it all.”

“shut up! shut up!!”

“you’re a liar! and a killer!”

“SHUT UP!” hekiru shrieked, his voice shrill, tight, clipping right through the dense night air. he moved before she could even notice it.

a click, a hum, and a rush of air against her cheek. his artifact lit up a brilliant bright blue. it flashed right in her eyes. it pressed, hot, against her neck.

she sat very still.

“shut up,” he said, quiet. the artifact hummed. it threatened.

hekiru’s hands shook.

she stared at him. her eyes were dark, wet, trembling. her lips started to quiver.

“e-everyone likes me,” he whispered. “everyone loves me. i saved everyone. okay?”

her breathing shuddered.

“okay?” he insisted, shoving the artifact a little closer against her neck. she swallowed and nodded.

“good,” he huffed.

his heart pounded. he gasped for breath in the muggy night air. his ears were ringing.

he tightened his grip on the scythe.

“who’s your dad?” he said, quiet.

her eyes widened.

“n-no,” she stammered. “n-no, i’m not going to -”

“tell me.” hekiru glared. his hands shook hard. “i-i just need to know his name.”

she started to cry, harsh and choking. “i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry.”

he couldn’t hurt her. he couldn’t leave any tangible proof. and he couldn’t kill her. someone might put two and two together.

but he needed to know. he needed to know. he needed to know. he needed to know. why wouldn’t she just tell him?! why couldn’t anyone make anything easy for him?!

loose threads. loose threads. the world was getting filled with loose threads. someone in the ranger force knew. they’d seen him?? how??

he choked on his own spit. his throat tightened to a pinpoint. his hands shook so hard. so hard.

“fine,” he mumbled, lowering the artifact. “whatever. go.”

the girl’s eyes widened. finally free. she scrambled backwards off of the swing and ran, fast, her feet scrabbling against the dirt as she fled. she was crying, still. hekiru could hear her sobbing.

all of her bravado melted away the moment she saw my true power. he smirked and traced a little star in the sand with the end of his scythe.

he’d give her a head start. enough time that she wouldn’t realize he was following her. no doubt she’d run straight home after something like this.

ugh, these loose threads. he shook his head and clicked his artifact onto his back again.

aran hekiru had saved the world. that was the truth. the truth.

he couldn’t let anyone say otherwise.

[digitalchristian]

Hard agree here

shout out to kanon hisui for being one of the most female characters of all time.

[hayden-tenno]

Fighter D in Go! Go! Loser Ranger (2024) Episode 1

[oceancracker]

come to ranger reject world 🫴

[kanelune]

Sentai daishikkaku as Text Posts || 1/?

[izfaish]

[go go loser ranger manga spoilers - vol. 6 | ch. 43-42]

SSHSNDJDJDUKSJDHS

i don't even know if i can be coherent here odjdjfjf

what a way to start the volume. GOD i love the internal struggle. the imaginary dream sequence. the way it almost mirrors the meal scene with the dragon keepers, with peltrola coming in and killing that chef the way akabane killed his jfc. it's nit a 1-to-1 comparison but it just reminded me of that same old rottenness. and the fact that sakurama is d's conscience so to speak... oufjfjfjfj

it makes sense that d would resolve to get rid of both the dragons keepers AND the executives. to him, they're the same. it is heartwarming to see him regard his cadet buddies as special, so much so that d is unsettled by the idea that HE would hold such power over them. the same power and authority that he despises from the dragon keepers and executives.

HIS EYES. HE HAS THE UNSETTLING SPARKLES! NO D YOU'RE FALLING INTO THE TRAP!!

ok i just wanted to say that this made me laugh. like first nadeshiko's panacea thing was funny and then suzukiri pulls out a tv remote like HELLO????

i love d standing up for himself like this but i can also see the slippery slope of becoming like the executives... getting what you want and forcing that onto others... i wouldn't be surprised if d one day becomes an executive and has to grapple with that. hell, maybe in the later chapters he becomes a dragon keeper AND executive... damn.

i will say, peltrola is an interesting antagonist. someone so holier-than-thou who sees themselves as a god,,, an interesting match-up to the dragon keepers' divine sense of authority, what with their divine dragon tools.

okay i did not like blue keeper when he was introduced, but i think that's normal. i still don't like him but i do find him a lot more interesting and i appreciate his sense of self-awareness. living your life knowing you toe the line between good and evil, never committing fully to one, and feeling that your resolve wavers because of it... like damn. you did not deserve to die. you deserved to live and commit to doing better. death isn't redemption, it's just a tragedy. speaking of..

holy hell. the way d's murder of blue keeper was actually horrifying. just... the juxtaposition between d achieving his goal but feeling empty with loss anyway just hit so hard.

also (backtracking a bit) lil hibiki and tokita!!!!!! would not be surprised if tokita modeled his look after aogama. also aoyome and aogama's relationship is sweet. i like how she sees the best in him even if the worst of him shouldn't be ignored or excused.

OKAY i didn't realize there's an image limit so here's my other fav panels:

;u; xx,,,, they're both just trying to carve meaning out of their existence (that backstory into d was also just... ough. there's,,, probably parallels there with blue keeper. raised to be a shield, a scapegoat, a loser... god...

THE WAY I INTERNALLY SCREAMED. I'M SO HAPPY WAAAAAAAA

the fav is alive i am JUMPING FOR JOY

NO IDEA if koguma will be like,,, a friend or ally. or used as bait or get hurt again,,, leave him alone pls. also rip sojiro, you were a real one. really symbolic that the oldest veteran cadet of them there died, kinda symbolizes the passing of a baton... damn. rest in peace.

also - suzukiri! achieved her goal once more. she's so so interesting. i wonder what sakurama is up to...

okay look. i like sesera a lot but her thing with sakurama is NOT IT DNDMFNND. i know it's a trope but the fcking body pillow was so weird, like cmon. i still like her though, she's my fav of the dragon keepers. that,, might change going forward im not sure. i do like,,, sharks,, green keeper arc is next? shark teeth a+ design heeeee.

ONTO VOLUME 7 WAHOOOO

[conflipt]

Green battalion supremacy

Inspired by this post

And also ended up looking like the team 7 photo from naruto

[washipink]

Lately, the ruthlessness of the Dragon Keepers has been shown off in full force. It’s not just that they care about their fame. They just DONT care for most of their subordinates.

Discord has been sewn among the rangers dating all the way back to chapter 6. There’s a reason no one stops Sousei.

Every time we get a bit more of a look at just who the Dragon Keepers are, how willing they are to trudge up the trauma of others, how little they care for the safety of those around them…. I get MORE interested in people like Chidori, who DONT try to maintain appearances and yet are generally pretty upstanding.

Every single one of these bitches is FASCINATING. I’d love to talk about them more.

[skullssy]

I am officially caught up on Ranger Reject

[nero-draco]

[babygray]

Sentai Daishikkaku, chapter 153.

[quiixs]

Blue Keeper