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safyresky · 1 month ago

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CONTEXT FOR ANYONE WHO READS MINE TAGS/IS WONDERING WHY I'VE BEEN QUIET. ER. THAN USUAL

December/January has been WILDIN. In an attempt to establish boundaries that has backfired so hard it spiralled so out of control it exploded, I have made approximately SEVEN (7) trips up and down to see my family/parents IN A ROW. And while SOME of them were day trips or take-the-GO trips, it was still EXHAUSTING.

Here is a full, chronological list of trips up:

Dec 8: Went to visit to help with Christmas decor help/cousin's bday; ended up helping with house clean up (no decorating D:)

Dec 15: Day trip for Aunt's 60th bday. We took the GO. There were DELAYS. This never happens on our line.

My aunt invited ALL HER FRIENDS. This made it doubly exhausting.

(but she had a lovely time and was so glad we came up and told us as much)

Dec 21-22: Everyone got sick post my aunt's 60th bday; went down to help take care of the sickos and the house and fix dishwashers because BOTH OF THE DISHWASHERS AT MY PARENT'S PLACE BROKE THAT WEEKEND, ON TOP OF THEM BOTH BEING SICK AND MY SISTER CATCHING IT AS WELL!

They were all VERY bad off, actually. My Dad was in emerge for the day to try and get his immune system under control--mans is asthmatic and OLD (he's okay now he has a follow up THIS WEEK to make sure whatever tf they got was cleared and for a fresh ventalin he hopes)

Dec 25: Christmas day trip (worth it to not have to stay with grumpy mum and dad all day post dealing with grumpy aunties

one aunt (not the one who turned 60) made me want to bite when she insulted my brother to mine face--very rude, ma'am. It's christmas and he's trying ok. shut up.)

Dec 28-29: Went to Niagara to see the lights with granny and fam and also eat at a restaurant my Gran really, really likes

(The Barrel. If you're ever in the Port Colborne/Niagara area. GO. The wings are fucking SUPERB).

This was a HARDER weekend bc Richard was working so he couldn't come down with me and my mother was HELLA gaslighting/being "sneaky" and trying to delay my time to stay longer despite me wanting to go to my ding dang HOUSE that I LIVE IN with my CAT and my HUSBANDO. GAH

I did not stay extra despite being on winter break lmao I went tf home THAT NIGHT. BOUNDARIES. AHHHH,,,,

Jan 4-5: My sister's b-day. Down FRIDAY NIGHT FOR MORNING FESTIVITIES

(fun but man. EXHAUSTING. Saw Moana 2 tho! Was a good movie, could be better but I sups enjoyed it)

Jan 12: cousin cribmas-pushed-to-new-years! THANKFULLY I had today at home but spent most of the afternoon cooking since it's a potluck and I like making food for people. And also cooking with Richard. Which is no surprise lmao I wouldn't have married the man if I didn't like doing things with him 🥰🥰🥰🥰

We ALSO went out for New Years, but that was up North with some friends so even though it WAS an extra travel day, (making for EIGHT TRIPS in this general direction, ish), it was with FRIENDS so, y'know, it was a DELIGHT. I've never seen Richard so relaxed and oh my GOD it was SO NICE to have a snowy new year!! Also, there were dogs. They were cuties. Even the 3 month puppy the size of ME who barked a BUNCH.

Right, so. USUALLY these festivities--the cribmas gathering with the cousins, cribmas itself, and the lights at--Niagara take place within the same week since I get two weeks off during Christmas bc the school is closed, and everyone else's jobs were more predictable.

UNFORTUNATELY this year, everyone's jobs had holiday hours and so we could NOT arrange these things in order.

I didn't want to stay at my folks place on my own for ANY LONGER THAN I NEEDED TO so I opted for day trip on Christmas (since Richard worked Christmas Eve and Boxing Day) and the weekend trips as we planned our usual celebrations when worked best. And I was like "FUCK yeah, staying at home for most of my weekdays off! Doing my own thang!!" but I neglected to think of how EXHAUSTING all those back and forths were bc in my head it seemed like, 3 trips, and that's doable, no prob!

Then the SICKNESS WEEKEND came outta nowhere and we still came down for the bday celebrations prior to that, even if one of them involved taking the GO. We still came all the way down and travel time is big! It's still a LOT, especially when you consider that from my house to my parent's place, it's roughly a three hour journey. LONGER if you go during a high traffic time bc we have to drive THROUGH Toronto.

This is the drive on a map:

As Richard would say: "YEAP. SHE'S A BIGGIN."

We've done this drive so often it's par the course for us. We know the ups and downs, where the cops hide out, most common traffic areas, and WORST times to BE on the highway. That current time? Two hours and thirty-nine minutes? That's on a GOOD DAY with NO TRAFFIC, WHETHER IT BE CONGESTION OR COLLISION CAUSED. AND DON'T GET ME STARTED ON THE WEATHER, LORDY. YOU THINK CANADIANS KNOW HOW TO DRIVE IN THE SNOW? THINK AGAIN! EVERY TIME IT SNOWS ASSHOLES ARE DRIVING RECKLESSLY OR OVER CAUTIOUSLY AND IT IS A NIGHTMARE! AH!

Anyway. We've done this trip. In the last month alone. SEVEN TIMES. There and back. That's like, 500km. So when I WAS at home enjoying my time off in, y'know, MY OWN SPACE, I was RECOVERING from the LAST DRIVE. AND THEN IMMEDIATELY DOING IT AGAIN.

"But Dani," you're saying. "How did this come from boundaries being set?"

Well, you see. I said this year I'd come down for Christmas and THAT'S IT.

I was very wrong, buds. Yep!

And yeah, I coulda said NO, and Richard and I did discuss if we wanted to go to the December BDays. We ended up deciding yes and yeah. I have. Some regret. s. ehehehehehhhhhhhh

Needless to say, this is our LAST TRIP DOWN UNTIL MID-FEBRUARY, AND THEN I SHALL GET BACK INTO THE SWING OF THINGS, mainly scrimblies and 2025's art goals and of course writing!

January writing goals are: Clifton Part 3, an old smile shot rewrite to spread some LURVE! And finishing the Valentine's oneshot I wanted to post two vdays ago, lmao. Art wise, we got two more scrimbles and then some fun EXPERIMENTS! HEHEHEHEHE. TO DRAW TAG HERE WE COME! We just, haven't had the time/space to do it!

BUT NOW WE WILL! And I haven't forgotten about the results of THIS POLL! ;) Spoiler alert: the winning pick involves the Twin Princes >:)

So YEAH. Presently, I have had a good amount of caffeinated bevvy and am not yet sleeby eepy, so I figured I'd hog dashes, post that poll bc I'm indecisive (and I already figured it out with like, only 2-3 votes lol), and give a little post/update about my me bc sometimes. Sometimes the blog becomes the diary and sometimes u just need to VENT lol

#dani speaks #dani VENTS #low key vents tbh #when the blog becomes a diary #we're almost done guys! ALMOST!#in the meantime #this week was very sleepy; richard has a something and i think i got the something too and have been low key fighting it off #albeit a half version. he's got the coughs and snots and throat hurty and all that #i fought off a headache the whole ass week up until today ish #and was SO sleepy. I napped every day after work and that is not an exaggeration #OH ALSO. ON THE SUBJECT OF WORK. my union filed a no board report sooooooooo come next monday! we may OFFICIALLY be striking!#which is TERRIFYING but like. you guys. UGH.#we can now legally have more than a 1 percent raise #and they offered us. VERBALLY NOT EVEN ON PAPER. 2 percent #TWO FUCKING PERCENT. AFTER A ONE PERCENT CAP FOR LORD KNOWS HOW MANY YEARS #WHILE INFLATION KEEPS GOING UP #AND ADMIN AND PROFS AND LIBRARIANS ALL KEEP GETTING 8 AND UP PERCENT INCREASES #IT'S INSULTING! I'M SO TIRED! MY CREDIT CARD SHOULD BE PAID OFF! MY WEDDING SHOULD HAVE BEEN AFFORDABLE IF WHAT THEY'RE SAYING #ABOUT US BEING PAID OVER MARKET VALUE. IS TRUE. I AM INFURIATED #but strike pay is SO MUCH SMALLER THAN MY REGULAR PAY AND I AM. SCREAMING #i hope it doesn't come to it and if it does. it works and we get a decent raise and they collapse to board bc GODDAMN YALL #this post took me an hour to write and im STILL wide awake #screaming like a muppet tbh

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aria0fgold · 11 months ago

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Ohmygod I'm gonna feel lightheaded soon, Coly pls let me catch a break first like wdym...... wdym cain's heterochromia in this au is something he was born with but OWEN CHANGED HIS OTHER EYE TO YELLOW WDYM-- TELL ME WDYM GOOODDD OHMYGOOOOOOOOODDDDD im lightheaded........ ohmygdoooddddddasdfdfdjftfktjfb head in hands.......

#aria rants #owen ohmygod what is wrong with him. it feels like just yesterday where i was just screaming bout owen being so highkey #gay towards that knight and here i am. screaming again. at owen. being so highkey gay again at that same knight. holyshit #tell me-- what other reason can there be for a man to CHANGE THE OTHER EYE COLOUR just to match with a guy #that has natural heterochromia. tell me owen. cmere owen. COME HERE OWEN!!!!! OWEN OHMYGOD WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU #deep breaaaaaaaaaattttttthhhhhhssssssss............. owen you are so insane actually im going insane cuz of it. ohmygod the caiowe #fans are alrdy feasting in this au and it isnt even out in the game yet bro. its just been the preview. info from official site #and a minigame. its just been literally that. it isnt even april 1st yet and im alrdy losing my mind pls ohmygod owen #i cant believe youve done this owen. owen you are sooooooooo ohymygod owen. losing my mind part 2

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momospetdog · 5 months ago

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Bubbly Baths

Minatozaki Sana x F!Reader

warnings: fluff

a/n: GIRL I HONESTLY DONT KNOW WHAT TO FEEL ABOUT THIS 😢 js felt lonely while taking a bath.. been also thinkijg about sana lately sooooooooo

It was Friday night, and you were beyond exhausted. The week had dragged on with endless tasks and meetings, leaving you craving nothing more than to collapse into bed. And that’s exactly what you did the moment you stepped through the door. You didn’t even bother changing out of your work clothes. You just flopped onto the bed face-first, burying yourself into the soft blankets. Your eyes fluttered closed, the tension of the day slipping away as you drifted in and out of a light sleep.

A few minutes later, you heard the sound of the door creaking open, followed by light footsteps. You didn’t even need to look to know it was Sana. The scent of her perfume—a soft blend of florals and something sweet—was enough to confirm her presence. She had come home from work too, no doubt just as tired as you.

“Darling,” Sana called gently, her voice soft and melodic, as she knelt beside the bed. Her hand rested on your back, fingers tracing lazy circles that sent tingles up your spine. “You’re already half asleep”

You let out a quiet hum, too tired to respond with actual words. Your eyes remained closed, but you felt the warmth of her touch, a soothing balm after a long day.

Sana chuckled softly. “Come on, sweet girl. You can’t just sleep in your work clothes like this. I’ve got a better idea”

Before you could respond, Sana leaned closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered, “Let’s take a bath together. I’ll get everything ready. You just relax”

You nodded sleepily, too tired to muster any words as Sana kissed your forehead softly before heading to the bathroom. You could hear the sound of running water a moment later, followed by the soft clinks of bottles and jars as she prepared the bath.

You lay there, half-drifting, as the familiar scents of lavender, eucalyptus, and vanilla started to waft into the bedroom. Sana always knew how to create the perfect relaxing atmosphere. The bath bombs she loved were her secret weapon after a long day—small pastel spheres that fizzed and crackled as they dissolved, releasing fragrant oils that softened your skin and calmed your mind.

You could hear her humming a soft tune, the sound barely audible over the gurgle of the tub filling up. It made you smile despite your exhaustion. Even after a long day at work, Sana always had a way of making everything feel better. She moved about the bathroom with ease, pulling out a few scrubs—her favorites, no doubt—the ones with brown sugar and honey, the ones that left your skin feeling velvety soft and delicately scented.

The gentle fizz of the bath bomb as it hit the water filled the air, and you could imagine the colors swirling together, turning the bath into a soothing canvas of soft purples and blues. The combination of fragrances began to take over the room completely, creating an oasis of calm.

Sana was always meticulous with her preparations. She arranged a few candles along the edge of the tub, their warm glow casting gentle flickers of light against the tiled walls. She took her time, adjusting the flame until everything was just right. It wasn’t rushed; it was done with care, with intention.

You could picture her carefully smoothing out the towels she had placed by the tub, making sure everything was perfect for the both of you. Her attention to detail was one of the things you loved most about her—how even the smallest act, like running a bath, became something special when she did it. She made everything feel like a luxury, like you were being pampered in the most tender way.

After a few minutes, she called out softly, “Alright, everything’s ready”

You felt her hand gently pull you up from the bed, her touch warm and soft against your skin. She guided you toward the bathroom, the light dim and the flicker of candles creating a soothing ambiance. The sight of the bath was even more inviting than you had imagined—softly bubbling water, a gentle mist rising from the surface, and the soft glow of candles reflecting off the tiles.

Sana smiled at you, her eyes twinkling as she reached for the hem of your shirt. “Let’s get you out of these clothes,” she whispered, her voice low and tender. You nodded, too tired to do much on your own, and let her help you undress, her fingers delicate as they worked at the buttons of your shirt.

Once you were out of your clothes, Sana quickly shed hers too, her smile playful as she took your hand and led you to the tub. She stepped in first, sinking into the warm water with a contented sigh, her body immediately relaxing into the comforting heat. She held out her hand for you to follow, and you stepped in slowly, the warmth of the bath enveloping you, soothing your aching muscles and melting away the last of your tension.

The water was the perfect temperature, the faint fizz of the bath bomb still lingering, and the soft scent of lavender and eucalyptus wrapped around you like a comforting embrace. You settled into the tub across from Sana, your legs gently brushing against hers beneath the water. She reached out, her fingers grazing your arm lightly as she smiled at you, her eyes filled with warmth.

“Feel better?” she asked, her voice soft and filled with affection.

You nodded, sinking deeper into the water, letting the warmth and her presence soothe you entirely. “Much better”

As you settled into the warm, fragrant water, you faced each other, knees brushing occasionally beneath the surface. The soft candlelight flickered gently around the bathroom, casting warm shadows across the tiles. Sana leaned back against the edge of the tub, her eyes half-closed in relaxation, her fingers lazily swirling through the water.

You mirrored her actions, feeling the stress of the week slowly fade away. The water was warm, its soothing embrace calming your tense muscles, while the soft scent of lavender and eucalyptus filled the room, creating the perfect atmosphere for unwinding.

Sana opened her eyes, gazing at you with that familiar, affectionate smile that always seemed to melt away your worries. She flicked a few droplets of water at you playfully, chuckling as you blinked in surprise.

As you sank deeper into the warm water, you let out a soft, contented sigh, feeling the weight of the day start to slip away. You and Sana sat across from each other, your legs gently brushing under the surface as the calming scent of lavender and eucalyptus filled the room. The flicker of candlelight danced on the walls, casting a soft glow around the bathroom.

Sana leaned back, her fingers tracing circles on the surface of the water, watching the ripples as they spread between the two of you. After a moment of comfortable silence, she looked up at you, a gentle smile tugging at her lips. “Do you ever think about where we’ll be in a few years?”

Her question caught you off guard in the best way, the sweetness of it pulling at your heartstrings. “What do you mean?” you asked, tilting your head curiously.

Sana smiled softly, her gaze warm as she met your eyes. “I mean… us. Our lives. Do you think about what it’ll be like? Where we’ll go, what we’ll do… together?”

You felt a warm blush creeping up your cheeks, but the thought of a future with her was something that always filled you with a quiet joy. “All the time,” you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. “I think about it a lot, actually”

Sana’s smile grew wider, her eyes twinkling with affection. “And? What does that future look like, baby?”

You paused for a moment, thinking carefully, before speaking softly. “It’s us in a cozy little house. Maybe we have a garden—something simple, with flowers and a few vegetables. We wake up every morning to sunlight streaming through the windows, and we make breakfast together. You always make coffee,” you teased, a soft laugh escaping your lips, “because I’m terrible at it”

Sana giggled, splashing the water playfully toward you. “You’re not that bad, but I’ll take the coffee duty”

You smiled, watching her with that same tender feeling blossoming in your chest. “We have lazy Sundays where we just stay in bed, wrapped up in each other, and we spend the day talking or reading or just doing nothing. We’ll travel when we want to, but we’ll always come home to each other. I guess… it’s simple, but it’s us. And that’s enough for me, Sha”

Sana’s eyes softened, her expression turning thoughtful as she reached out to gently brush your leg under the water. “That sounds perfect,” she whispered. “I love the idea of growing old with you, of having a place that’s ours. A life that’s ours”

Her words hit you deeply, filling you with warmth. You leaned back, letting yourself sink further into the peaceful atmosphere you were creating together. “What about you, baby? What do you think about when you imagine our future?”

Sana smiled, her fingers playing with the water absentmindedly as she spoke. “I think about how happy we’ll be. I imagine us cooking dinner together, dancing in the kitchen to some cheesy song just because it makes you laugh. I think about us going on spontaneous trips to places we’ve never been, but no matter where we are, it feels like home because we’re with each other”

You felt a soft flutter in your chest at the tenderness of her words. “You always know how to say the sweetest things,” you whispered, smiling at her.

Sana shrugged playfully, though her eyes were filled with sincerity. “I mean every word, darling. I love thinking about our future. I love that it feels so real, so possible” She leaned forward slightly, brushing her hand through the water toward you, her fingers tracing delicate patterns on your skin. “You make everything feel more beautiful. I know that whatever happens, as long as I’m with you, it’ll be more than enough”

You felt a lump form in your throat, her words settling deep into your heart. There was something so calming, so sure, about the way she spoke, and it made you feel like nothing in the world could touch the little bubble of warmth you’d created together.

You reached out to take her hand, threading your fingers through hers under the water. The silence between you was filled with unspoken love and affection, a quiet understanding that needed no words.

“I can’t wait for all of that,” you said softly, squeezing her hand gently. “But right now, I’m happy just being here. With you. In this moment”

Sana smiled, her eyes shimmering as she nodded. “Me too. Right now, this is perfect”

You both stayed like that for a while, the water cooling around you but neither of you moving to leave. It was a moment suspended in time, filled with warmth, love, and the promise of everything that was to come.

As you both continued to soak in the warmth of the bath, the water swirling gently between you, Sana shifted slightly and gave you a soft smile. “Turn around,” she murmured, her voice sweet and caring. “Let me scrub your back. You’ve had a long day”

You nodded, grateful for her offer, and slowly turned your back toward her. The heat from the water had already begun to melt away the tension in your muscles, but the thought of Sana’s gentle hands massaging your back made you feel even more at ease.

Sana reached for the scrub she had prepared earlier—the one with honey and brown sugar, your favorite. You felt the cool texture of the scrub against your skin for just a moment before her hands began to work, moving in slow, careful circles. The sensation was both soothing and invigorating, and you couldn’t help but let out a soft sigh as she rubbed the scrub into your shoulders.

“You’re so tense,” Sana said softly, her voice filled with gentle concern. “You really need to take it easy, darling”

You laughed lightly, your head resting forward as her hands worked magic over your back. “It’s hard to take it easy when everything’s so busy all the time,” you murmured, your voice already laced with exhaustion.

Sana’s hands slowed slightly, her touch more deliberate as she massaged the scrub into your skin. “I know,” she said quietly. “But you don’t have to carry all of it by yourself, you know? I’m here. Let me take care of you”

Her words, so sincere and tender, made your heart swell with gratitude. You could feel the warmth of her love in every touch, the way her fingers glided across your skin, easing the knots that had built up over the week.

You smiled, your eyes fluttering closed as you leaned into the sensation. “You’re already doing that,” you whispered, your voice soft and barely above a murmur. “You always know how to make everything feel better”

Sana chuckled softly behind you, her hands continuing their gentle rhythm. “Well, that’s my job, isn’t it? To make sure my sweet girl is always taken care of”

As she said this, you felt yourself beginning to drift, the combination of the warmth from the bath and her soothing touch pulling you deeper into a peaceful state. Your body grew heavier, and you realized with a faint smile that you were on the verge of falling asleep.

Sana must have noticed, because her voice was softer now, almost a whisper. “You’re falling asleep on me,” she teased gently, her hands slowing as she finished scrubbing your back. “I guess that means I’m doing a good job”

You let out a sleepy chuckle, your head tilting slightly to one side as you mumbled, “You always do a good job”

There was a moment of silence, the only sounds the soft splashing of water and your steady breathing. You were so relaxed, so at ease, that the world around you faded into a pleasant blur. Sana’s presence, her care, and the gentle way she moved were all that mattered.

Before you could drift off completely, Sana leaned forward, her breath warm against your ear. “My turn,” she said with a soft laugh, her playful tone pulling you back from the brink of sleep. “I want to be pampered too”

You smiled lazily, opening your eyes just enough to turn around and face her. The water sloshed gently as you took the scrub from her hand, and Sana turned around, her back facing you now. You dipped your fingers into the scrub and began massaging it into her skin, mimicking the same tender motions she had used on you.

Her skin was soft beneath your hands, and you couldn’t help but marvel at how peaceful she looked, her head tilted slightly to one side, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the moment. It was quiet, intimate—just the two of you, sharing something simple and beautiful after a long, tiring day.

“Feel good?” you asked quietly, your hands moving gently across her shoulders.

“Mhmm,” Sana murmured, her voice barely audible as she relaxed even further. “Perfect”

You continued to scrub her back, your fingers moving slowly and carefully, not wanting the moment to end. There was something so comforting about taking care of each other like this, something that made the stress of the day feel far, far away.

As the water began to cool, you and Sana stayed nestled together, the steam still swirling gently in the air around you. The warm glow of the candles flickered softly on the walls, casting delicate shadows that danced across the room. You leaned back against the edge of the tub, your head resting comfortably, while Sana sat close, her knee brushing yours under the water, grounding you both in the moment.

Sana smiled, her fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on the surface of the water, creating ripples that shimmered in the candlelight. “You know,” she murmured softly, “I wouldn’t mind if every night ended like this. Just you and me, relaxing, forgetting the world outside”

Her words were honey-sweet, and you couldn’t help but smile as you nodded in agreement. “I wouldn’t mind that either,” you whispered back. “It’s nice to just... be. No rush, no worries, just us”

Sana leaned her head against your shoulder, letting out a contented sigh as she closed her eyes. The soft scent of lavender still lingered in the air, mixing with the comforting warmth of her skin against yours. You both basked in the peaceful silence for a while, simply enjoying the closeness and the quiet that only seemed to come after days like this—days that felt long and chaotic, but always ended with the soft presence of one another.

Her hand found yours under the water, fingers entwining in a gentle, unspoken gesture of love. You squeezed her hand softly, a small but meaningful reminder that you were here, with her, and that was all that mattered.

“I’ve been thinking,” she said after a moment, her voice barely above a whisper. “We should make more time for this... for us. I know life gets busy, but moments like this are my favorite”

You turned your head slightly, gazing down at her as her eyes remained closed, her face relaxed and peaceful. “Mhmm,” you hummed sodtly, brushing a thumb over her knuckles.

For a while longer, you both stayed there, the world outside forgotten, the stress of the week fading into the background. The soft sound of the water shifting as you moved, the warmth of the bath, and the tender presence of each other created a quiet haven where nothing else mattered.

Eventually, as the water grew cooler and your skin began to wrinkle, you sighed and gave Sana’s hand a gentle squeeze. “We should probably get out before we turn into prunes,” you said, your voice light with amusement.

Sana giggled softly, lifting her head from your shoulder. “But prunes are so cute,” she joked, her eyes twinkling playfully.

You smiled, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to her temple. “Not as cute as you”

Sana blushed, a soft pink coloring her cheeks as she gave you a playful nudge. “Flatterer”

With that, you both slowly got out of the tub, the cool air hitting your skin as you wrapped yourselves in soft towels. The bath had left you both feeling rejuvenated, the stress of the day long gone, replaced by a sense of warmth and connection that only came from sharing quiet, intimate moments like this.

Sana grabbed a towel for your hair, gently patting it dry with a tenderness that made your heart swell. Sana leaned in, her lips brushing against your lips in a soft, fleeting kiss. “I love you,” she whispered, the words like a gentle promise in the dim light of the bathroom.

You smiled, your heart full, and whispered back, “I love you too”

With that, you both retreated to the bedroom, still wrapped in your towels, the quiet hum of contentment lingering between you. The bath, the laughter, the closeness—it was all a reminder of how much you cherished each other, not just for the big moments, but for these small, quiet ones too.

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cielelyse · 1 year ago

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Favourite 5 Saezuru Scenes

I recently reread Saezuru for the umpteenth time and just needed to gush about it like a crazed person who constantly hallucinates about Yashiro being happy and soOooOOooo.................

1. Why now? (Chapter 25)

These 3 panels kill me always... although it's the entire chapter 25 actually, and not just these panels. This broke me when I first read it nearly a decade ago, and it breaks me every time I reread it. I recently just listened to the drama CD for the first time and wanted to hear how this scene played out (a.k.a. wanted to hear Yashiro moan wkegh;ghwle) and I did not expect to start bawling and sobbing uncontrollably when his flashback appeared. WITH THE MUSIC AND EVERYTHING. THEY DID NOT SPARE ME. FUCK. What was supposed to be a tender and gentle and loving and intimate scene between them turned into Yashiro facing the effects of his childhood trauma -- that will never cease to hurt me. Doumeki saying "kashira, kashira, kirei" right before that broke me in a way reading that scene in English couldn't. I WILL NEVER GET OVER THIS and if I keep writing about it I'm gonna cry again so:

2. Car ride back from Kageyama's clinic (Chapter 4)

This is mostly for nostalgic reasons, really. I first read Saezuru in 2013, and I wasn't used to Yashiro at first. I didn't know what to make of him.

So what happened was that I read "Don't Stay Gold" first and was like... there's a manga about this mildly threatening and unreadable yakuza dude who's Kage's friend…? Who played cupid for him in a weird way? HMMMMM dubious, dubious. Would I even like him? It took me a while, but I finally gave Saezuru a shot anyway, and I remember feeling uncertain about Yashiro up until those panels. I remember it so starkly, because this was the instant I fell in love with him. I think it was because this was the first time I understood the depth of his loneliness (since I hadn't read his high school oneshot yet at this point).

There's just something about how Yoneda Kou-sensei draws these kinds of pages that just resonates with me so well. I CAN'T EVEN DESCRIBE IT. It just connects with me the way Yashiro connects with me, and that was pretty much it for me. Obsession sealed. Life signed away. For the next 10 years I would follow the story closely and routinely check every few months for updates. Yashiro became one of my only 3 comfort characters, and rereading Saezuru always gives me a catharsis and sense of peace that I didn't know how to find elsewhere.

3. "To go on living this strained existence... no longer holds any meaning to me." (Chapter 34)

This scene is one that I come back to every time I'm down. AM I A MASOCHIST? I really like the June translation too: "To go on living this strained existence no longer holds any meaning to me." I think the way the panels divided up those thoughts were brilliant!

This especially hurt me because for the entire manga up to this point, Yashiro has stated that he completely accepts himself and he's happy with who he is. It wasn't until his realization during the sex scene with Doumeki and how much he's said/done hurtful things to Doumeki afterwards -- who he considers pure and sweet and good -- that he thinks this.

4. "Falling in love feels like this" (Chapter 33)

The first time I read this, I had to set my PC down, go out to my apartment balcony, and just silently stare out into the night and resist the urge to smoke (that was half a joke) (I did feel a pang in my chest though) (and I did have to fight very hard not to smoke lwkehg;hge). I love the dialogue right after these panels too, when Yashiro said, "Your sister was lucky that you were there." That, along with Doumeki's reaction, hurt.

This was such an intimate scene between them. Yashiro was so vulnerable. So was Doumeki. I hadn't realized this until I reread Saezuru this year, but these two have always had such intimate scenes right from the start. It was a slow burn, yes, but they had always been instantly drawn to each other: Doumeki thinking Yashiro was beautiful and captivating, and Yashiro doing something he doesn't normally do with his subordinates the first time he met Doumeki. And it didn't clue in for me back in 2013, but their conversations with each other were much more intimate than the conversations they'd have with anyone else, right from chapter 1. I find that so precious.

5. Dream (Chapter 40)

I couldn't not include a scene from post-timeskip, BECAUSE I LOVE POST-TIMESKIP. I love Darkmeki and I love Yashiro and I love that the theme of post-timeskip centers around "change". Wish I could include that conversation Yashiro had with Tsunakawa about it, because I thought that drive-home was brilliant. I really appreciate that Yoneda Kou didn't have Yashiro and Doumeki get together right away after they have sex, and I really appreciate that the question was raised of: Do people change? Can people change on their own, or would you have to force them? Or are we always the same at our core? And I think the answer is of course a mixture of all of it, and that it's very much circumstantial and subjective, but I love how we're able to see the shifts in both Yashiro and Doumeki. How both men aren't quite the same people we knew pre-timeskip. Ten years ago I didn't think I would meet a version of Yashiro that wouldn't talk about sex 24/7, but here we are.

(Not to say that they're completely different now. They're still our Yashiro and Doumeki of course; I just wanted to gush about how well Yoneda Kou were able to flesh out her characters in such a complex, multidimensional way.)

ANYWAYS, I went on a rant without even mentioning these panels of Yashiro's dream. I love everything about it: Doumeki's face not showing, Yashiro running away and turning back to see Doumeki not there anymore, and that last panel of him standing in the middle of nowhere, lost and empty and lonely -- all of that was so incredibly told in pages of no words. UGH YONEDA KOU IS A GENIUS. It reminds me of that page of Yashiro looking at a mother and child in the rain; it's one of my favourite scenes too.

Honourary Mention (Chapter 4):

I should end with a more light-hearted one. THIS WAS CUTEEEE. I remember reading this for the first time and thinking Yashiro was just salty that his roleplay got ruined. But upon second reread (and maybe I'm delusional here), I thought he might've been happy to hear Doumeki say that.

We know Yashiro gets angry and irritated whenever he's happy to hear something sweet from Doumeki (like that extra when they ate together LOL), and that he had the same reaction of kicking the chair when Doumeki said he can't touch Yashiro's hair anymore. Which was cute to say. So I thought Yashiro might've lashed out in annoyance because he was glad that Doumeki doesn't mind. (I tried putting myself in Yashiro's shoes so many times trying to imagine how I would feel if Doumeki had said this............. and somehow came up with "happy" xD)

...........or maybe this was obvious to everyone and I've just been clueless. AAAAAAAA THIS IS WHY I LOVE ABOUT SAEZURU SO MUCH. It never spoon-feeds you information and lets its readers interpret :")

#saezuru tori wa habatakanai #yashiro #doumeki chikara #囀る鳥は羽��たかない #twittering birds never fly

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00mutation00 · 6 months ago

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Sooooooooo this was way to difficult for my skill I went into this with out an idea and I FELT it but here it is am done can’t work with it anymore

#dick grayson batman #art #digital art #artwork #batman #comics #dc comics #jason todd #Jason Todd Batman #tim drake #nightwing #red hood #red robin #dc robin #batman and robin #bruce wayne #batfam #bat family #3robins

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violetisderp · 7 months ago

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OMG

YOU SEE THIS???

RIGHT HERE????

MY RANDOM HEAD CANNON, MERHEHEHEHE.

I like to think he dosnt speak, and uses sign language. It dosnt say he dose in this but STILL. AND I KNOW ITS MOST LIKELY REFERING TO THE CARTOON BUT IDC.

I am just happy about random things lol.

Also i have abit of a theory for Bobby Bearhug (Big body)

Cause it's said she has spasuims or idk how to spell it. But like, she's also not responsive and stuff and they had to fix stuff.

The words are kinda hard to read so, I'll write them here;

Subject

Bobby Bearhug: Smiling Bigger Bodies Initiative

Observations

Three hours following awakening-observations:

Her body continues to spasm Eyelids flutter. Paws twitch.

Subject doesn't seem to show any awareness of where she is. Could sensory functions be distorted, or altogether absent? We speak to her, try to get her attention by makeing sounds, but she dose not register our attempts.

The auditory nerve in the ears directly communicates sound to the auditory cortex in the brain. It appears we may have failed at wiring the connective cords and might be forced to go back under the knife to fix this. A lack of response seems to indicate the necessity of this task.

It's clear that our procedures still haven't corrected issues with vocals, ethier. Her mouth moves, as if to speak, but nothing is said. We'll need to correct these procedures with subsequent subjects if we're to potentially have these toys interact with our children.

-End-

SO. For a unknown period of time, she couldn't speak or hear, but as far as I'm aware it says nothing about physical contact. So, I'm assuming she can still FEEL, but hearing and speaking she couldn't do. (Obviously)

There abit easier to read but I'll write them out just incase;

Several hours after awakening. She tried to stand and walk to the other side of the cell but couldn't keep her balance. She looks to be searching for help. Continuing to spasm.

She's trying to scream, but she has no voice. She's silent. I'm not sure if she knows she's not making any sound.

Conclusions:

Work will need to be done to perfect the Bigger Body formula we began with Boxy. Each iteration improves on the former. However, if we're to meet Dr. Sawyer, and produce Bigger Bodies subjects that we can integrate into a factory setting, then more work will need to be done.

As it stands, Bobby will require further experimentation. If we're to create Subject 1188 according to schematics, then each of these "Smiling Critters" will prove a good testing ground for ironing out these issues.

-end-

SO. It seems they did some more tests and put her "under the knife" some more. It dosnt seem like it helps much for her movements but it's better then motionless. Now I'm not sure if they manage to fix her speaking and hearing,

Also, the little Doodle at the bottom, you can slightly see her ribs, but with CatNap you can fully see his ribcage and he is oddly skinny. But with dogday he ISNT skinny (which also funny cause he was left to hang, now i have other theorys for that but on were on about bobby.)

Ik it's a sketch BUT STILL.

Sooooooooo, from what we know from what dogday said:

"Im.. the last.. of the smiling critters" (R.I.P sad boi-)

So we know Bobby has to have died, but we don't know how, so she has to have died from SoMtHiNg. So she could have straved to death, from what poppy told us in chapter 3 (deep sleep)

Somthing about how they hid the bodies and "feasted on them."

And from what we know about Mrs. Delight, how she killed who she saw AS HER OWN SISTERS to stay alive. And so they very much can starve.

But Bobby could have also died from one of the surgerys she went under, while trying to fix her hearing or her speaking.

She had to have gone under quite abit "to fix her" and the problems she was having.

SPEAKING OF EATING A DRINKING, how do they eat and drink, they speak and there mouth stays open cause there in a plush so uhm-? And mommy long legs mouth moves but not the smiling critters, it stays open so like... how..?

Sorry about the ramble I was just having a moment

#smiling critters dogday #smiling critters bobby bearhug #smiling critters #smiling critters catnap #catnap #dogday #bobby bearhug #experiment 1188 #experiment 1186 #idk dogdays experiment number help-#rambles #dogday poppy playtime #catnap poppy playtime #bobby bearhug poppy playtime #poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #poppy playtime chapter 2 #poppy playtime chapter 1

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