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Jimin's Moment ⭐️ [photo in link]
보고싶아유 https://www.weverse.io/bts/moments/10/posts/1651505843149215
I mish yoo
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Jimin's Post ❇️
위버스는 제가 많이 안들어왔었죠 어색하니까 그랬던 것 같아요 이제 여기서 우리 자주 만나요 https://www.weverse.io/bts/artist/1651505921566165
I haven't been on Weverse too much, have I? I think it's because it's a little awkward Let's meet here often now
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️ [photo in link]
💜: 안 본 사람은 있어도 한 번만 본 사람은 없다는 전설의 그 방송 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ 지민 오빠 많이 급했나 보다ᄏᄏᄏᄏ 머리까지 쥐어뜯고ᄏᄏᄏᄏᄏ이 방송을 멤버들도 봤을까? 봤다면 멤버들 반응이 어땠을지 궁금하다ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
화장실이 가고 싶은 지민 오빠의 행동(?)변화 1. 갑자기 동공지진이 ���어남 2.말은 해야 겠고 근데 또 민망하고.... 고민함. 3. 결국 머리를 쥐어뜯으며 미안하다고, 화장실 한 번만 갔다 오겠다고 말함. 4. 자리에서 일어나 화장실로 감
""징쨔 미아내요ㅠㅠ! 화장실 한 번만 갔다 올께요!!"" 말투 넘 귀엽잖아ㅠㅠ💜💜💜💜💜💜 #박지민
JM: 앗 https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651410020186184
💜: That legendary live broadcast where even if there are people who haven't seen it, there isn't anyone who's only seen it once hahahahaha Jimin oppa, you must have really needed to go hahahaha you were even grabbing at your hair hahahaha Did the members see this video too? I'm curious how they responded if they did hahahahahahaha
The stages of Jimin Oppa needing to go to the toilet 1. The eyes suddenly start darting back annd forrth 2. Feeling like you need to say something but then also feeling embarrassed.... Fretting over it. 3. Eventually grabbing your hair and saying sorry, you'll just pop to the bathroom and be back 4. Rising from your seat and heading to the bathroom
"I'm sooo sowwieㅠㅠ! I'll just pop to the bathroom!!" Isn't the way he said it so cuteㅠㅠ💜💜💜💜💜💜 #ParkJimin
JM: Ahh
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️ [photo in link]
💜: 시간이 얼마나 빨리 지나가는지요. 그의 어린시절 이야기에는 팬걸이나 군대가 없었습니다.
하지만 그의 10대부터 어른이 된다는 이야기에는 아미 노쓰라는 존재가 있습니다. 육군의 소중한 별은 이제 어른입니다. 시간은 이상한 것입니다. 안 그래요? 우리가 현재 시간에 있을 때, 그것은 지나가는 것처럼 보이지 않지만 정말로 시간이 매우 빠르게 지나간 것처럼 느껴질 때... ''언젠가 답장을 받길 바래'' How quickly time passes. There was no fan girl or army in his childhood story
But in the story of becoming a Grown Up from His Teen Age, there is an existence called Army Not so??? Army's Precious Star is now a Grown Up Men.. TIME is A Strange Thing. isn't it?? When we are on Present time it seems like it's not passing but when its really Passed Its Feel like Time passes Very Quickly... #BTSxWeverseGC #BangladeshiArmy #Sumi_07 Stay Safe and Stay Healthy..😊💜I hope one day I will get a reply..
JM: 정국이 아가�� 사진들이네 지금은 나보다 키가 많이 커요 ㅜㅜ https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651494507975023
💜: (OP has written about baby Jungkook and how he's all grown up.)
JM: Looks like these are pictures of when Jungkook was a baby Now he's way taller than me ㅜㅜ
(T/N: The Korean in the original post was likely translated using an online translator.)
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️ [photo in link]
💜: 오빠ㅠㅠㅠ요즘 잘 지내고 계세요?항상 보고싶어요ㅠㅠ
JM: 잘 지내여 저도 항상 보고싶어요 매일 기다려요 https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651506215991201
💜: OppaㅠㅠㅠHave you been well? I miss you alwaysㅠㅠ
JM: I'm doing well, I miss you always too I'm waiting every day
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️
💜: 지민 오빠는 잠이 안 올때 어떻게 하시나요?
JM: 잠 안 올 때 미 치 겠 어 요 나 도 눈감고 아무리 기다려도 잠이 안올 땐 못자겠더라구요 https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651506216048832
💜: Jimin oppa, what do you do when you can't sleep?
JM: When I can't sleep I g o c r a z y t o o No matter how long I close my eyes and wait, if sleep decides not to come I can't fall asleep
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️ [photo in link]
💜: 나 울고 싶어...ㅠㅠ 지민이가 너무 완벽해서 잘 그리기 엔...
JM: 감사합니다 ㅎㅎ https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651410860453774
💜: I want to cry...ㅠㅠ Jiminie is so perfect that drawing him well is...
JM: Thank you hehe
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️ [photo in link]
💜: 🐥 형아 여기 쫌 보라고오 🐱 외면 🐹🐻 서로 좋아죽음
JM: 왜 내 눈을 못봐 슈가야 https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651491791666538
💜: 🐥 Hyung-ah I said look here 🐱 Ignore 🐹🐻 Both super happy with each other
JM: Why can't you look me in the eyes Suga-ya
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️
💜: 내 최애 지민이한테 댓글 받아보는게 나의 평생 소원이다..
JM: 소원 성취 ! https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651506475135294
💜: My life-long wish is to receive a comment from my bias Jiminie
JM: Wish fulfilled !
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️ [photo in link]
💜: من الأرمي المغربي 🇲🇦🤍 from moroccan army 🤍🇲🇦🇲🇦 편지를 시작하는 방법을 모르겠습니다. 어쨌든 저를 행복하게 한 이유, 저를 구 해주신 분들, 울 때마다 기분 좋게 해주신 분들에 대해 쓰고 싶습니다. 남준, 석진, 후속, 윤기, 지민 아, 태형, 정국 감사합니다. ��신은 내 생명을 구하고 더 나은 사람으로 만들었습니다. 나는 지금 내 인생에서 가장 좋은 결정이 당신의 일부가되는 것임을 알고 울고 있습니다. 나는이 결정을 결코 후회하지 않을 것입니다. 영원히 사랑해 방탄 소년단 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺💜 *****
I don't know how to start myletter. Anyway, I just want to write about the reason of my happiness, the people who saved me and make me happy and feeling good every time I cry. Namjoon, Seokjin, Hoesok, Yoongi, Jimin Ah, Taehyung, and Jungkook Thank you so much for being in my life. You saved my life and made me a better person. I am crying now. I find that the best decision I took is being a part of you and being an army I will never regret this decision. I love you forever BTS
JM: 저 또한 이렇게 예쁜글에 어떻게 답변을 해야할지 잘 모르겠습니다. 반대로 여러분들은 저희에게 행복을 주셨고 기쁘고 즐겁게도 해주신거 뿐 아니라 살아가는 이유도 알려 주셨네요.
언제나 옆에 있어 주셔서 감사드리고 지금 만나지 못하는 상황이라 여러분의 마음이 더 절실히 느껴지는 하루하루 입니다.
정말 정말 감사드리고 하루 빨리 만나 뵙고 싶습니다 .
감사하고 사랑합니다 💜 https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651414625985536
💜: (OP has written a letter to BTS thanking them for being in her life. The letter begins with OP saying she doesn't know how to start her letter.)
JM: I not too sure how to reply to such a beautiful letter either. On the contrary, what you all give to us isn't just happiness, joy, and fun, but you've helped us realise our reason for living on.
Thank you for always being by our side. Since we can't meet each other right now, I feel what's on your heart more keenly with every single day.
Thank you so, so much and I hope to see you a little sooner. Thank you and I love you 💜
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️
💜: 지민이 오빠 갔나보다 지민이 오빠는 존댓말 써서 뭔가 의젓하고 어른스러워 보인덩 >< 암튼 잘자요💤😴
JM: 😝 https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651506897460134
💜: Jiminie oppa must have left Since Jiminie oppa uses formal speech it somehow feels more mature and adult-like >< Anyway, sleep well💤😴
JM: 😝
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️
💜: 지민이가 왜 댓글을 달았는데 대답이 안 되나요? 난 항상 기다리고있어 :( 나도 인사 해줬으면 해
JM: 반가워요 🙌 https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651507051015219
💜: Jiminie I left a comment, why won't you reply? I'm always waiting :( Please say hello to me too
JM: Nice to meet you 🙌
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️ [photo in link]
💜: From the moment I met you ... My life was about you��� You are the star that Turns the ordinary 😪 To exceptional and distinct one after one.... Everything is unique The things that you care about .. How you walk and talk 🚶🏻🏃🏻 And all your simple habits 😭
JM: 크으 👍👍 https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651472901782677
💜: (OP wrote a message in English of the things they love about V.)
JM: Wow 👍👍
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️ [photo in link]
💜: 그냥 이유없이 놀리고 싶다.
JM: 저도 찾아가서 벨 누르고 도망갈겁니다. https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651507221893551
💜: I just want to tease you for no reason at all.
JM: I'll head over, press your doorbell, and run away.
(Picture T/N: A reference to Jimin's tweet on 18 June 2013, where he tweeted 'Do I look...cool?' with a selfie of himself. The members and Jimin often mention it as a joke.)
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️ [photo in link]
💜: 왜 여기 오는 게 어색해요?
JM: 자주 못 오다 보니 그랬던 것 같아요 이제 자주 올게요 !😄 https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651507299283064
💜: Why is it awkward to come here?
JM: I think it's because I couldn't come often. I'll come often from now on !😄
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️
💜: 오빠 흐끕....ㅠㅠㅠ 서버가 터져서 오빠를 보고 싶은데 못 봐서 속상해요😭 이 만큼 오빠를 보고 싶고 사랑한다는 사람이 많은 뜻이니 항상 행복하고 콘서트 하는 날만 기다려요🥰
JM: 🤭🤗 https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651507299192770
💜: Oppa sob.... ㅠㅠㅠ I'm so sad because I wanted to see you but the server overloaded😭 I guess that means there are that many people who miss you and love you, so I'm always happy and just waiting for the day we'll have concerts again🥰
JM: 🤭🤗
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Jimin's Comments 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️
💜: 그냥 모든게 다 너무 지칠 때는 어떻게 하나요 오빠는??
JM: 음.. 저는 지금 힘든거 다 보상 받아야지 하고 자주 생각하면서 지냈던 것 같아요.
근데 스스로를 위로해도 도움이 안될 때는 '잘 모르겠지만 괜찮아'하고 해줄 사람들이랑 같이 있었던 것 같아요. 멤버라던지 친구라던지
그니까 제 말이 위로가 될 수 있을 지 모르겠지만
괜찮아요 . 고생하셨고 다 지나갈거고 행복해질 거라고 믿을어요 ! JM: 아유 오타... 어유어유어유 믿을어요 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ 미안해요 웃으면서 넘아가 주세요 ! JM: 넘아가.... JM: 아휴 JM: 잘자유.. https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651507298780246
💜: Oppa, what do you do when you're just so tired of everything??
JM: Um... I think I hold on to the thought that my current struggles would eventually reap their rewards.
But when even comforting yourself doesn't help, I think I was with people who would tell me "I don't know, but it's okay". Whether those were the members or friends
So I don't know if my words will be of any comfort, but it's okay. You've worked so hard and it will all come to pass, and I believe you weel be happy! JM: Ah typo... will will will weel hahahahahahahaha I'm sorry, please just laugh at it and moove on! JM: Move... JM: Sigh JM: Goodnight..
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Jimin's Comments 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️
💜: 졸리다 졸리다 졸리다 졸리다 졸리다 졸리다 졸리다 졸리다 미치도록 졸리다 졸리다 졸리다 졸리다 졸리다 졸리다
오빠 그거 아세요? 새벽에 아미 5~6명만 남을 때가 있는데 그 때 여기서 소통도 할수 있어요ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
재밌으요🙃
JM: 오케이 접수 접수 접수 접수 잘자요 잘자요 잘자요 잘자요 잘자요 잘자요 잘자요 . 새벽에 난주 6명에서 대화해요 해요 해요 해요 JM: 닉네임정하고싶다 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ 닉네임 예쁜데요? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ ㅋㅋㅋ https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651508468831339
💜 (Username "I want to choose a nickname"): I'm sleepy (x 8) I'm crazy sleepy I'm crazy sleepy (x 6)
Oppa did you know? Sometimes when it's really late at night there are times where there's only 5-6 people around During those times you can communicate with us here hehehehe
It's fun🙃
JM: Okay understood understood understood understood Sleep well (x 7) When it gets late let's have a 6-person conversation sation sation sation JM: You want to choose a nickname hahahahahaha your nickname's pretty though? hahahahaha hahaha
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️
💜: 오빠 저 내일 졸업인데 졸업 선물로 댓글 달아주시면 정말 ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ 좋을 것 같아요....
JM: 졸업 축하합니다 ㅎㅎ 앞으로도 화이팅 ! https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651508695462102
💜: Oppa tomorrow's my graduation, if you left leave me a comment as my graduation present, it'd be reallyㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠnice....
JM: Congratulations on your graduation hehe All the best in the future !
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️
💜: 킄크킄킅ㅌ 지금부터 새벽까지 밤을새겠다 나도 접수완료
🐥💤
JM: 오늘이라고 안했습니다 ㅋㅋㅋ 이제 곧 자러 가야죠 저도 https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651508694424702
💜: Hehhehhehheh guess starting now I'll have to stay up till late Fully understood here as well
🐥💤
JM: I didn't say it would be today hahaha I should go sleep soon too
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Jimin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️
💜: 오빠....내꺼에도 댓 달아ㅏㅏㅏ줘ㅓ어ㅓ어요 나한테도 닉넴이나 다른거 예쁘다고해주어어어ㅓㅇ어엉 나도 졸업했다교오오옹 중학교 졸업했으니깐 축하해주ㅓㅓ어어ㅓ어ㅓㅓㅓㅓ여~~
JM: 알았셔 알았셔어어어어어ㅓ어어어어어어어어 ㅎㅎ 얼른 주무세요 https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651508871827497
💜: Oppa.... Please leave a comment on mine tooooooo Tell me my nickname or anything else is prettyyyyyyyyy too I graduateddddd it's my middle school graduation so please congratulation meeeeeeeeeeee
JM: I got it I got ittttttttttttttttttttt hehe sleep soon
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Jimin's Post ❇️
이제 자러 가겠습니다 ! 즐거웠고 또 놀러 올게요 이쁜말 감사합니다 여러분 잘자요 굳밤 ! https://www.weverse.io/bts/artist/1651509107103911
I'm off to bed now! It was fun, I'll come play again Thank you for all your beautiful words everyone
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Jimin's Comments 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️
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JM: ㅋㅋㅋㅋ 댓글 너무 웃기다 얼른 자요 다들 JM: 몰라요 진짜 자려했는데 잠이 안와서리 JM: 이시간에 오면 4,5명이랬는데 왜 다들 안자 ㅋㅋ JM: 왜 기다려요 나는 안온다고 했었는데 .. ㅜ JM: ㅋㅋㅋ 여러분도 제발 자 https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651519691237038
💜: Play with me (x 450)
JM: Hahahaha this comment is so funny, hurry and sleep everyone JM: I don't know, I was really planning on sleeping but I can't fall asleep JM: You said if I came at this time there would only be 4,5 people, why is everyone not sleeping haha JM: Why are you waiting, I said I wouldn't be coming.. ㅜ JM: Hahaha please sleep too, everyone
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Jimin's Comments 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️
💜: 오빠 댓글 받으면 바로 자러갈게오..쑝쑝...🥺❤️ 플리즈 한번만...
JM: 오케이 나 여기로 왔다 여기 온 사람 다 잠들기 !!!! JM: 무슨 소리에요. 글 쓰신분 나 오면 잔다고 했어요. 분명 잠들었을 거에요 . JM: 다른 나라 아미도 잠시 취침 ! 도와줘요 ! JM: 나는 잘거에요 이제 졸리다 아이 졸리다 진짜 자야지 우오아아 졸리다 JM: ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ 아니 잘거라구요 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
분명 4,5명이랬는데 댓글이 5000명이면 어떡하라구여 ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ JM: 알았어요 나 먼저 잔다 !! 진짜 답 안한다 !!!! JM: 나 진짜 잘거에요. 이제 이거 '게시'누르자 마자 전원 누를거니까 그리고 또 올거니까 언능 자요 바바바바 https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1651520238353900
💜: Oppa, if I get a comment I'll go sleep immediately.. whoosh...🥺❤️ Please, just once
JM: Okay, I'm here. Everyone who's here go to sleep !!!! JM: What are you saying. The person who wrote the post said that if I arrived they'd go to bed. I'm sure they fell asleep . JM: ARMYs from other countries too, go to bed for a bit ! Help me ! JM: I'm going to bed, I'm sleepy now. Ah, I'm sleepy, I should really sleep, wooow sleepy JM: Hahahahahahahaha I mean it I'm really going to sleep hahahahahahahaha
I'm pretty sure you said there'd be 4,5 people, what am I supposed to do if there are comments from 5000 people hahahahahaha hahahahahaha JM: Okay, I'm heading off to bed first !! I'm really not going to reply !!!! JM: I'm really going to sleep. Once I click "post" on this I'm going to switch my phone off. I'll be back back again, so please sleep soon byebyebyebye
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💜: 울 왕자님🤴🏻 생일축하해요🎂 뭐든 말만해 다 들어줄게🧞♂️ 사랑��💕 세상에서 제일 소중하고 멋진 텽💖💞💘💓💘💝💕
JM: 글쓴이님 미안해요. 갑자기 많은분들 댓글 달게해서 저는 자러 갈게요. 잔다고 했으니 푹 주무세여! https://www.weverse.io/bts/feed/1647877212827829
💜: Our prince🤴🏻 Happy birthday🎂 Just say the word, I'll make them all come true🧞♂️ I love you💕 Taehyung, the most precious and coolest in the world💖💞💘💓💘💝💕
JM: I'm sorry, person who wrote this post. So many people suddenly leaving comments (on your post) so I'm off to bed now. You said you were going to sleep, so have a good rest!
(T/N: Jimin left a comment on an older post made by the same person in the previous post who said they would go to sleep immediately if Jimin left a comment.)
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Like Blood Running Warm - Part 1
Author’s Note: Happy Spooktober. A couple weeks ago I mentioned how this song made me want to write a Vamp!Clara AU. This is the result of that. Part 1 of probably 2 or 3 if they remain this sort of length. Big thanks to @longjackets, @nikkidee, @kingandcrook, and @infiniteregress17 for the beta help.
Summary: A snowstorm strands a group of bus passengers at a near-derelict station overnight near the Colorado border. One of them just can't seem to get warm.
Rating: T (currently, AO3 link is pre-tagged for the later stuff)
Warnings: Angst by the bucket, Terminal Illness, Simm!Master being...Simm!Master and thus a walking dumpster fire, Implied Past Drug Use, Implied Harassment.
Word Count: 5799
AO3 Link: here
Did you call for the night porter? You smell the blood running warm I stay close to this frozen border, so close I can hit it with a stone Now something crawls right up my spine That I always got to follow Turn out the lights Don't see me drawn and hollow Just blood running warm
- Mark Lanegan, "When Your Number Isn't Up"
- 11:07pm
John Smith, the night porter, sat in the break room of the bus terminal. He should, by all rights, be keeping post behind the counter in the booth, even at this late of an hour, and he knew that. Pointless, though, wasn’t it? An old portable telly spouted crackling spurts of weather reports at him. Worst snow in a decade, record lows, blah blah. He could’ve guessed that himself looking at the drifts forming outside the sliding doors, which he would have to keep shovelled out unless he wanted to end up buried in here. Buried alive with shitty instant coffee, a vending machine that half-worked, and a telly he couldn’t even get a decent signal on. His employers, stingy bastards that they were, were too cheap to provide anything new or at least decent on the premises. In the lounge, where most stations would have the new plasma or LED or god-knows-what-the-fuck-ever craning down from the ceiling or mounted on the walls, there were instead tiny coin-op televisions. Bloody ancient things with built-in radio dials bolted to the arms of the benches and chairs, popping and crackling to life at the generous price of 30 minutes for a quarter.
John had no bloody idea why the hell the relics were still installed. Honestly, he didn’t know such things even existed until he took this post, but the real shocker was that somehow they still worked. By all rights, they shouldn’t be able to pick up a signal anymore, save for the radio dial, not after the big push from analog to digital broadcasting. Converter box wired up to some kind of main switch maybe, that was the best he could figure. Mystery of the fucking universe, or might as well be; tech was not his area. But it made him feel something. Kinship maybe, he thought, cradling the battered porcelain mug of coffee and trying to work some warmth into the joints of his fingers. Old and busted, but still working. Last legs, maybe, but some life still crackling inside.
He’d moved to the States for the sake of his health, that was the joke of it. Christ on a bike, that was the fucking joke. The belching exhaust of a passing lorry in Glasgow last spring had left him doubled over and hacking against a lamp post. Not that a cough was that unusual, he’d been a smoker from the age of fourteen. He was used to the hack-and-rattle first thing in the morning, or when the seasons changed from Damp and Warm to Damp and Cold (Scotland only had the two seasons, really). But this time had been different. Not quite worse, but deeper, like the first signal of the flu.
He’d gone home to his flat that day, made tea, and emptied his tobacco tin into the garbage. Good fucking riddance. Something welled up in him then. A change of scenery would be good. He was nearly fifty-six years old, and he’d never even left the country. Wanderlust, he’d called it at the time. Not entirely untrue, but a little too grand. All he’d wanted in that second was to run away. It wasn’t as if he had any real ties to Glasgow anymore. No friends to speak of, all those were gone. Family either dead or distant. He spun his wedding ring unconsciously. No children. That was almost a relief, considering.
Once he decided to go, he’d sold everything but his clothes and his guitar. Sentiment was only the half of that. He’d never admit it, but he’d simply found the idea of travelling halfway across the world with nothing but the guitar too foolishly romantic to give up. Then on the emptied floor of his flat he’d laid out a massive map of the continental US, closed his eyes, and flipped a coin at it.
He’d spent six good months in Colorado, taking odd jobs and occasionally even sitting in on open mic nights at a local bar, plucking out something of The Velvet Underground or Bowie, and chalking up the slow but steady weight loss as stress and an aversion to American food. Then the cough had come back.
Small cell lung cancer. The fast moving shit. The sort that dug its nails in and decided it lived in you now. Gentrification of the lungs. Radiation or chemo might have bought him some time, but that was the best it could offer. But the pricetag on a few more months was entirely too steep. One look in the clinic window at the thinning husks hooked up to IV drips with pallid eyes and piebald pates, and he’d been out like a shot. On his way to work that night he’d bought a pack of cigarettes. If he was gonna die, he’d at least do it with a full head of hair.
John leaned over the break room table, rubbing at his temples. Too busy feeling sorry for himself to think fucking properly, he inhaled just a bit too sharply. The heating in the bus station was rubbish, the glass windows and sliding doors too thin to keep the cold out, and the electric heater he’d dragged in himself, in a feeble attempt to keep his toes from freezing during the long winter, barely managed to take the chill out of the break room.
Cold air needled into his lungs, and he choked, sputtering and coughing so hard it made his bones ache. Hot coffee sloshed over his hands, and he swore, or at least tried. He needed air to curse, and his lungs weren’t having any of that nonsense. He pounded on the table, sloshing more coffee and overturning a plastic tumbler full of spoons. As the fit subsided, John fumbled in his pockets for his handkerchief and spat, folding it away and trying to pretend he hadn’t seen it come away from this lips bloody.
John sat with his head between his knees until he could breathe evenly again, the sound of the telly all but drowned out by the rush of blood in his ears. At last, he stood, sopped up the mess of coffee, and stumbled out to check the departures and arrivals. Departures from Shotton had been cancelled even before John had limped to work in his jeep. The last two drivers had waved him off as he pulled in, climbing into their own cars to get the hell out of Dodge and back home before the snow settled in with any real intent. Now the roads were closing, and that meant he might be stuck here alone, hacking his lungs up over bad coffee and worse telly until the snow plows went out.
“Fuck,” he muttered. The arrivals list, which had been a string of delays when he’d come in, was now almost completely cancelled. All but one. 11:20 from Cheyenne. Delayed, but still inbound. Wonderful. Snowed in overnight with a busload of pissy tourists on their way to Denver. Wouldn’t that just be a time. “Of-fucking-course. You couldn’t even give me one miserable night off, could you?” he growled at the ceiling.
He kept swearing as he pulled his winter gear on. He’d read once that swearing helped with pain relief; maybe the blue streak would keep him warm. He struggled this balaclava over his head, wondering if it wasn’t time for a haircut. He was a little too proud to still have a full head of hair, grey or no, and had let it go a little wild after the move. Insulation, he told himself. Too fucking cold to trim the hair back, be liable to freeze to death before the cancer gets a chance to finish the fucking job.
Laughing, John wound his scarf around his head.
- 11:34pm
John had most of the entry cleared and shook down with rock salt and sand, when he saw headlights. The bus lurched up through the drive, crunching and shuddering its way up through the snow to the sheltered entrance.
John leaned on his shovel and flapped a thickly-gloved hand as the bus ground to a stop in front of him. The door hissed open, blowing a gorgeously welcome gust of heated air at him. The driver was a new guy, a round-faced man with close cropped hair and a frankly terrible goatee. “Fuck me ragged,” the driver called down, grinning, “I’m gonna get held up by the Michelin Man.”
John made a gun out of his right hand and popped his thumb. Ka-chow. “You’ll want to get inside,” he shouted through too many layers of damp wool.
The driver frowned, motioning at his ear. “Can’t hear you, pal.”
He waved again, palm in, fingers curling. Come the fuck in.
- 11:40pm
There weren’t many passengers, thank God. John counted heads as they shambled in, jamming his gloves into his pockets and fiddling with his scarf which had gone stiff with frost. Seventeen or eighteen, including the driver, who’d pulled off to try and park the bus proper while he still stood a chance to get it moving. An old couple cooed and laughed over the coin-op televisions. A young black woman in a pea-colored coat almost as heavily padded as his own gave him a nervous smile as he struggled out of his balaclava. She asked hopefully about coffee with a London accent that made him do a double take.
“Or tea or hot chocolate?” she went on in the sort of bright tone only the incredibly anxious and incredibly exhausted can achieve. “Anything hot, honestly, I’m not fussy.”
John grunted, both in effort and assent. He’d worked up a fair sweat out there, and the wool was stuck fastidiously to his head. He bent, trying to pull it up from the back, and heard a second voice with an unmistakable Blackpool twinge.
“Easy, mate, you’ll pull your whole head off by mistake.”
Cold fingers brushed at the nape of his neck, curling into the wool, helping him pull. And then he was free, spitting lint and rifling a hand through the haphazard sprawl of his hair.
London giggled behind her hand. Beside her now was a second, significantly smaller woman who was holding his snow-crusted balaclava out to him. For a second, all he saw were her eyes, wide and brown and faintly crinkled at the corners as she smiled up at him. She was lovely, far too lovely, and he was far too old, and oh Jesus Christ he was staring.
“Thanks,” he mumbled, trying to flatten the beast his hair had become. “Uhm, the coffee machine’s on the fritz,” he said, gesturing at the line of vending machines and utterly missing the excited upshoot both women’s eyebrows did when they heard his accent. With a touch of annoyance, he noticed the out of order sign had dropped once again and was slowly soaking into a puddle of slush. “I’ve got a kettle in the break room, but the coffee’s instant. But there’s quite a lot of it, at least, so.” He shrugged, grinning awkwardly and trying not to look at the short one with the big eyes.
“That’d be amazing, I’m frozen,” London said, bouncing on her toes.
“Right, well, have a seat, I’ll go and get that on.”
“I’ll give you a hand,” Blackpool said.
London scoffed, rolling her eyes. “No accounting for taste,” she muttered.
Blackpool stuck out her tongue.
John glanced at her sidelong as he opened the door to the break room. She noted his hesitation and gave him a quizzical look. “You on your own tonight?”
John frowned. “Yeah, why?”
“Then I will definitely give you a hand. You look fit to keel over.”
The frown deepened into a scowl.
She laughed. “Oh, go on, your eyebrows look like they could shoot laser beams when you scrunch up like that.”
He pushed through the door after her, shrugging his parka off and pretending that he wasn’t trying to hide a smile, unsure why he should be hiding it other than that recurring little prickle that said she’s too pretty and you’re too old and have you forgotten you’re dying?
“I like the accent. Where in Scotland?” she asked, already filling the kettle as he stripped off his overalls.
“Glasgow.” He spared her a glance over his shoulder, cocking an eyebrow. “You’re from Blackpool?”
“Ooh, jackpot, well done.”
“Not the sort of accent I expected to hear coming in with the snow in the arse-end of America. I had friends there. The other girl, London, is she with you?”
“No, not really. Met her at the station, actually, we’ve just been headed the same way. Fell in together a bit. It was just nice, y’know. Familiar sort of accent. America’s so bloody big, makes you feel a little less alone.” Her gaze shifted outward and for a moment she was gone, the over the hills and far away sort of gone, hands still trying to seat the kettle without the help of her eyes. On the third try, she finally managed to set the it down on the base properly and click it on.
“Oh. I know that look,” he muttered, sitting down to try and struggle his overalls past his boots. “Someone’s homesick.”
“Something like that.”
He opened his mouth, but the well-meaning platitude he’d meant to give was lost in a deep, lung-rattling cough. He bent double, hugging his knees, eyes squeezed shut, and told himself over and over again it will pass, it will pass, it will pass. Spots burst and swam behind his eyelids as his body protested the idea. The muscles in his body froze up, lungs refusing any command except get out get out get out. All at once the darkness seemed to deepen, wrapping around him, swallowing him up. There was a bizarre sensation of detachment. Like he was falling into himself, as if his body was some hollow thing he was floating around inside like a sensory deprivation tank.
An arm curled around his shoulders, holding his body up, a cold hand rubbing circles on his back. Blackpool’s voice came floating through the black from miles off like sweet woodsmoke.
“Hey, c’mon breathe, breathe, you’re alright.”
At last, his muscles unlocked, and he sucked in a great whooping gulp of air and coughed again, half-retching as Blackpool shoved a crumpled wad of tissues into his hands. John sat shaking as his breathing leveled, swimming back up into the peaked fluorescent light. The coughing was old, but the blackout, that was new. New and decidedly not good. Blackpool’s hand still rubbed at his back. She was still there. He swiped at his mouth with the back of his hand, and as he blinked the tears out of his eyes he saw a smear of red across his knuckles. Fuck.
Blackpool looked down at the blood on his hand, eyes wide with concern and something else he couldn’t quite place. Something that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Her pupils were dangerously wide, irises a thin sliver of copper that seemed to pulse and flash. A fresh shudder rippled up his spine. Lack of oxygen, he told himself. Surely.
“You need a doctor,” she whispered, searching her coat pockets and finally producing a phone in a chipped blue case.
He grasped her hand, shaking his head. “I don’t.”
“The hell you don’t,” she hissed. “You’re ill.”
“I know,” he said, and that stopped her. He sighed. “Just, please, trust me. An ambulance couldn’t make it through this mess anyway. No point. I’ll be fine in a minute, I just need to catch my breath.”
She stared him down, mouth set and grim. For a long, horrible moment he felt close to talking. To actually saying it. He hadn’t actually told anyone about the diagnosis. There was nobody to tell, and somehow that was the worst of it. He was going to die here alone in a shithole of a town thousands of miles from home, and nobody would know. Loneliness hit him in a crushing wave. He saw himself reflected in the dark of her eyes, drawn and pale and hopelessly lost.
And then she sighed, and his shoulders dropped, and the moment passed.
“What’s your name, Glasgow?” she asked finally.
“John. But mostly people call me the Doctor.” She gave him a funny look and he shrugged. “Old nickname. Long story.”
“No doctor for the Doctor, though?”
He shook his head, resolute.
“Well, then fuck that,” she said flatly. “Glasgow it is.”
He rasped a laugh that set him dangerously close to coughing again. “Suppose I’m supposed to just call you Blackpool, then?”
“It’s only fair.” She smiled tentatively. “But it’s Clara, for the record.”
- 12:03am
Blackpool - Clara - handed out hot water in little styrofoam cups. John followed behind with sachets of coffee and tea bags and tiny packets of sugar. London, who Blackpool said was named Bill, squealed happily when he produced a pyramid-shaped teabag out of his pocket.
“Oh that is gorgeous, you’re a lifesaver, mate.”
Blackpool had moved onto the driver, whose name tag was emblazoned with “MASTERS” in off-kilter lettering. His cheshire grin slipped sideways into a leer as she handed him the cup, his fingers lingering on hers a little too long.
“Cheers, love,” he said with an overblown wink and an equally overblown mockery of an English accent.
Blackpool’s face went stony, and she jerked back, moving on quickly to the elderly couple. The grin on Masters’ face spread even broader.
Bill fidgeted, her own smile fading fast. Her eyes flitted around like nervous hummingbirds, lighting on Blackpool, him, the ceiling, the floor. Anywhere but the driver. John clenched his jaw, hands making a decision for him before his brain stood a chance to intervene, accidentally fumbling the handful of coffee and sugar and knocking the cup of still-steaming water out of Masters’ hands and into his lap. The room was entirely too cold (and his kettle frankly a bit too crap) for the piddly amount of liquid to be hot enough to actually hurt him, but the man yowled like it was boiling.
“Ach, so sorry mate,” John crowed, playing up the Glasgow in his voice to the most ridiculous degree he could that still stopped short of Rab C. Nesbitt territory. “The cauld goes fae my joints, sorry, like, I’ll get ye some towels an’ a fresh cuppa, dinnae worry about it.”
He trotted back to the office, more than a little delighted at the sour look on the driver’s face. How’d that saying go? Like a rottweiler licking piss off a dandelion. That was the one. Beautiful.
- 12:15am
John ran out an extension cable and a power strip for the ones needing a charge for their phones, which unsurprisingly was all of them. Reception was shit, and the storm was only half of it. No wifi, either. He made apologies, gesturing at the desperately out of date equipment. “Give them another ten years, and they might actually catch onto the indoor plumbing fad.”
Blackpool gave him a wink and a thumbs up over the top of her phone. London rolled her eyes and lamented the absence of Netflix, rather loudly at that. Blackpool shook her head and set to poking half-heartedly at Candy Crush.
London wandered over, leaning back against the desk where John sat. She had apparently memorized the names of the other passengers and ticked them off to John as she sipped at her tea. She pointed out the elderly couple. “Melvin and Tilly. Their granddaughter just had her first baby, they’re going down to visit. Spiky hair over there is named Dan or Dave or maybe Doug, he talks a bit too fast for me to really catch it. The cougar with the long blonde hair is Susan; loves badminton, very straight though, shame. Oh, that over there, that’s Dee. Or D, like the letter, not sure which.”
“And of course, you’ve met Clara,” she gestured at Blackpool, who was still flicking through her phone. “Late twenties, maybe early thirties at a push. Used to be an English teacher back home, I think she said. Didn’t like talking about home though. Breakup or something, I dunno. There’s a sore spot there, I didn’t want to poke. I did learn, however, that she likes Jane Austen, souffles, and apparently, older men.” London tilted her head at him pointedly, amused by the way John’s gaunt cheeks colored as he stared fastidiously at his shoelaces. She tutted. “Oh you poor bugger. Five minutes in and you’ve already got it bad. Don’t worry, mate, same here.”
“I really d-”
“Oh like hell. You absolutely have, of course you have. I’m not stupid. And I mean it’s not like I can blame you. Look at ‘er.” She lifted her hands again at the other woman as if her existence was the only proof needed. In fairness, it probably was.
John nodded solemnly. “Alright. So what next, fisticuffs? Rifles at dawn? You can get in an early dig at my honor if you want, I’ll let you go first.”
She laughed. “Naw mate, she is way out of my league. Out of your league too, now that I think about it.” London put a playful elbow in his ribs. “She still likes you though. I can tell. Haven’t seen her smile at a single bloke until she saw you.”
He cleared his throat. “And uh, what about the driver? Masters. What’s the deal there?”
London’s smile evaporated. “He’s a prick,” she said flatly.
- 12:40am
“Alright, the suspense is killing me,” Blackpool said at last. She’d taken to pacing around the lounge with her phone in her hands and had veered out of her path to the front desk suddenly.
“I’m sorry?” he said, blinking.
“You said people called you the Doctor. Why?”
John waved a dismissive hand. “It’s really not that interesting, honestly.”
“C’mon.”
“Why do you want to know?”
She rolled her eyes, laughing. “Because I am dying of boredom. And because, quite frankly, I like listening to you talk.” John fumbled his pen. Blackpool didn’t seem to notice. She tilted her head. “How’s your cough, by the way? I suppose I shouldn’t bother you. Talking might actually be a bad idea….oh god, I am rambling aren’t I?”
“I hadn’t noticed,” he said dryly.
“Right. Well. I’ll just, uhm.” She motioned away.
“I had something of a reputation when I was younger,” he said suddenly, not really wanting to tell but wanting her to leave even less. “Drugs. College,” he shrugged. “Nothing terribly shocking, but also not very legal. Used to get folk turning up at all hours on my doorstep, worn out or strung out or heartbroken. I’d find the right remedy in my bag of tricks to calm them down, get them talking.”
“A stoner psychologist?”
“Basically.” He leaned back and spread his hands. “The Doctor is in.”
- 1:17am
Boredom took over rather quickly. D-or-Dee, a youth with a partially shaved head and a pocket full of quarters went around feeding coins into the slots of the tiny mounted TVs, looking for one that still worked. For awhile, several of them crowded around to catch the weather reports - snow, lots of; we now return you to your regularly scheduled programming - but it quickly became apparent that the only thing on this late was going to be infomercials and horrible sitcom reruns. The tiny knot of people dispersed, and the youth settled for twiddling the radio dials, trying to find a signal in the squelch and static.
“How do you manage alone here at night?” Blackpool said, leaning over the front desk and swirling the last dregs of her instant coffee as he scratched at a newspaper with a pen. “This place is practically prehistoric. I keep waiting for a dinosaur to jump out of the ladies’ and come charging out to eat us.”
“Alas, it’s never been quite that interesting. But I manage, mostly.” John wiggled his pen at the desktop, heavily populated with familiar nightshift detritus: thin paperbacks (Vonnegut and Iain M. Banks stuff mostly), crosswords, at least three newspapers, and an mp3 player half-hidden under a pack of L&M cigarettes. A stack of monitors to his right showed crackly footage from security cameras in the station; two from the lounge, one in the hall by the lavs, and two outside at the front and back entrances. He gave them a cursory glance and saw nothing amiss. Then looked again, brows knitting together. That wasn’t entirely true. Something wasn’t quite right, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. He checked the doors again and did a head count, lost count, tried again, distracted by the way Masters was leaning over three chairs to talk to London, who was resolutely ignoring him. John felt the first twinge of a headache at his temples. What the hell was he missing?
And then Blackpool’s arm darted in front of him and grabbed the mp3 player and the cigarettes in one quick swoop that left him blinking.
“Oi, Quick Draw McGraw, give over!”
Blackpool shook the cigarette pack and gave him a disapproving glare. “Seriously?”
He scowled. She seemed to bring that out in him. “I’m old enough, miss, honest. I’ve got ID, I can prove it, even.”
“These can’t be doing your lungs any favors.”
“When did you turn into my mother?”
“Well, if you’re going to be like that I guess I’ll just have to take your toys away,” she said coolly, slipping them into her pocket.
John scoffed. “You really want to be stuck in here with a crotchety old bugger going off nicotine? Trust me, it won’t be pretty.”
“You ought to take better care of yourself, y’know.” The playfulness hadn’t gone, not entirely, but there was a genuine edge of concern.
John felt heat creep up his face and grumbled, fiddling with his hair. That inexplicable urge to tell her hit him again. Christ, he was pathetic. Was this all it took? A pretty face and a kind word, and he was ready to fall on his knees and confess. It was a sin anyway, wasn’t it? Suicide by inaction. Jesus. Get ahold of yourself for fuck’s sake.
Blackpool held up the mp3 player. “Got anything good in here?”
“Depends on your definition of good.”
Music warbled faintly from the earbuds as she shuffled through his playlist. “Bowie. Lots of Bowie. Miles Davis. Screaming Trees. And...Peter Andre?” She gave him a look that was just a hair’s breadth away from mocking.
“It got stuck in my head, ok? It was either download it or put a plastic spork in my ear.”
She laughed, properly laughed, round face all crinkled up, rocking on her elbows. Any indignance he might’ve felt fled immediately. He watched her laugh and felt a little of the malaise drain from his limbs.
Blackpool shook her head at him, eyes sparkling. “Well, that’s good to see.”
“What?”
“You. Smilin’.”
The corner of his mouth twitched. He hadn’t even realized.
She patted his hand. A fleeting touch, but enough to make his heart catch almost painfully. “It looks good on you,” she said.
“Oh, flattering an old man,” he said. “If you’re here for my many many riches, as clearly evidenced by my glamorous, high-paying position, I’m afraid I have bad news.”
“Shut up,” she smacked his shoulder lightly.
“I just thought you should be aware!” he carried on, blustering his way through the blush that wanted to creep up his cheeks again.
A sudden burst of static made the both of them jump. D-or-Dee cheered happily, having finally found a radio signal that wasn’t just weather reports or bad country music. Violin strings cut through the crackle and pop in a lilting swell. A guitar crawled in in response, sweet and slow as molasses. John recognized it, an old Fleetwood Mac tune from the Peter Green days.
Melvin, the old guy, was on his feet suddenly, tugging at his wife’s arm. Tilly cackled, called him a sentimental old goat. And then she went to him, smiling sweetly, hands clasped together, one arm on his shoulder. They revolved slowly, beaming at one another.
A few others joined them, Dave/Dan/Doug, the youngish fellow with spiky hair, offered his hand to Susan, a woman about John’s age who laughed musically and joked about breaking her hip, but went anyway. D-or-Dee snatched up London even as Masters was moving closer and twirled her away while the driver was left sneering. A cold little prickle crawled up the back of John’s neck as he locked eyes with the driver. He was going to be trouble. Before sun up, John was certain, he would be trouble.
Blackpool’s hand was on his again, her eyes locked mistily on the elderly couple. “Dance with me?” she asked suddenly.
He sputtered, half-laughing, an immediate refusal on his lips, but then she turned her head and he saw the tears in her eyes. He knew that look. It wasn’t wistfulness but hurt, like an old wound had suddenly reopened. John felt his heart perched on the edge of something he didn’t want to name, teetering, ready to fall. He could let it, knowing at once he’d give anything to take away whatever pain had filled her, and chastised himself for the foolishness.
As if he could. The plows would go out in the morning and she would be on another bus and that would be it. And anyway, he was old enough to be her father and not likely to see the last snows of the season melt. Nothing lasted, not ever. The kid turned the music up, and John felt it working in his chest. A little miracle, a little spark crackling away inside. Old and battered and still playing something sweet and strong enough to make him feel. Maybe that wasn’t all the music. Maybe.
Nothing lasted, but maybe it didn’t have to last to be worth it.
John squeezed her hand once and made for the door. The security monitors dragged his attention for a split second, but he kept moving. Whatever it was, it could wait another five minutes. Blackpool held her arms out as he rounded the desk. He hesitated, swallowing hard. People were watching. London looked at once hopelessly amused and somehow proud. She grinned at him and popped a double thumbs-up, giggling. The driver looked significantly less pleased. The man’s face had gone rat-like and sour, staring at them both with such utter contempt John could almost feel it on his skin, slippery and unpleasant like motor oil.
But Blackpool’s eyes were turned up to him, wide and dark and too full. You wave and you wave with your wide lovely eyes ran through his head with a kind of sick-sweet flush. He went to her. London pumped her fist discretely in triumph.
“You’re cold,” he said as she curled around his shoulder.
“I’m alright.” She took his left hand with her right. Should’ve felt odd. Probably. It didn’t. She led and he followed, trying to pretend he was more than a gangly wreck of limbs and mad silver hair.
She settled against him, fingers worrying over the ring on his hand. “I hope I’m not,” she paused, pressed her face to his jacket, tried to start again. “I dunno, overstepping or something. I don’t want you to think I’m trying to put the mack on a married man.”
His eyebrows flew up. “You’re putting the mack on me now, are you?”
“Shut up,” she said, but there was a chuckle in it.
“I’m not married anymore. It’s sentiment, I suppose. Maybe just habit by now. Just never taken it off.”
She looked up at him, searching his face as if looking for the answer to something she didn’t quite want to ask. She seemed to find it. He could guess; a ghost of that same hurt he’d seen in her face. “I’m sorry,” she said.
John’s mouth went painfully dry. “You too, eh?” he asked.
She nodded. “We weren’t married,” she said, so quiet he could just barely hear her over the music. “But he was going to propose.”
“I’m so sorry.”
Her breath hitched, and she swayed a little in his arms, head down low on his shoulder. John turned them slowly, putting his back to the room, giving her what little privacy he could. He stared out the window. The snow was coming down harder, big fat snowballs of the stuff forming new drifts in the track he had cleared. The sky outside was a dull, muddied pink, the snow drifts colored orange in the streetlights. Blackpool wept discreetly, not making a sound, but he felt tears soak through his hoodie to his t-shirt, and wondered that even those felt cold. He pressed his hand into the small of her back, thumb rubbing absently against her spine, and he tucked the top of her head under his chin. She smelled faintly of lilac soap and deep, bitter chocolate.
“Thank you,” she said as the song ended.
“What for?”
“For being kind.” She looked up at him again, and he watched the last of her tears spill down her cheeks. “That’s rarer than it ought to be.”
A commercial for Thompson’s Water Seal replaced Peter Green, and the other pairs drifted apart. John barely noticed. Her eyes skimmed down over his face, pausing long enough at his lips to make his heart beat faster. She couldn’t possibly...
A cracking from outside made his head snap up, and John watched as a heavy branch bowed over the power lines, cracking and popping. He swore, dropping his hand to his belt where his maglite hung, just as the branch gave way and fell.
In the split second before the darkness descended, John finally registered what had been wrong with the cctv feed. As light as it was outside, even at this hour, the inside of the station was brighter, and he saw himself reflected in the plate glass of the sliding doors. Six feet of wiry thin Scot. Face a little too long, a little too drawn now, but eyes as bright and cold as the night outside. His hands hovered in midair, clasping nothingness.
Of the woman in his arms, there was no sign. Blackpool had no reflection.
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“There was something about the folks at Anteku. Everyone was full of life, you know. Always smiling. And you fit right in with them. You finally found a place where you belonged. You were happy, I wanted to do what i could to keep you that way. I tried to protect you guys, i really did. But who would've thought it would end up like this? I wanted to help so you wouldn't take the burden all by yourself. You see, you don't always have to be the hero, Kaneki.“
- Hideyoshi Nagachika, Tokyo Ghoul √A (Ep. 12)
The Toonami Trending Rundown for September 30-October 1, 2017. The times are a-changin’ for several shows as Tokyo Ghoul showcases the finale of √A, while Zenigata manages to lock up Lupin, but has difficulty in throwing away the key, and Naruto wraps up the Pains Assault arc as Nagato stands down to Naruto, among other great moments.
On Twitter, Toonami as well as every show would successfully trend in the US during their respective East Coast airings. Meanwhile on Tumblr, Toonami would trend as well as JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure and Hunter x Hunter.
Unfortunately, Dragon Ball Super would come up short this week, failing to trend in some capacity this week or getting on Nielsen Social’s top 5 list, ending a streak that has lasted (holiday marathon nights aside) since June 17.

Huge news for Sword Art Online this week for those that haven’t heard. Just as Toonami was beginning in the East Coast, Aniplex had announced that a season 3 of the series is indeed in the works. And after a 3 year hiatus from television (2 since it last aired on Toonami), SAO is coming back in a big way.
Season 3 will be fully focused on one story arc, titled “Project Alicization”, which takes place shortly after the events of Mother’s Rosario that ended season 2 as well as the events of the Ordinal Scale film (which takes place in between). Alicization runs from Volume 9-19 of the original light novels, and considering that the previous 2 seasons covered the first 8 volumes in total (with roughly 2 volumes max per story arc), this will be the longest story arc in the franchise to date. It is presently unknown how many episodes there will be or if Alicization will required to be split into several cours (as was seen with Durarara x2, Gundam IBO, and My Hero Academia for instance) due to its length.
This new story arc will take place in a new fictional video game titled “Underworld” and will feature two new characters to the story, Eugeo, and Alice. For obvious spoiler reasons, I can’t say much story-wise until the time comes, but you’ll likely be hearing much more about those two and this upcoming story during the show’s run-up in the months to come.
There’s more to it. Aniplex has also announced that a side story to the series, “Sword Art Online Alternative Gun Gale Online” is also in the works. Based off the light novel originally published in 2014 and written by Keiichi Sigsawa of Kino’s Journey fame, as the title suggests, this new series is directly related to the Phantom Bullet story arc seen during the first part of season 2. However, instead of following Kirito and Sinon in their mission to stop Death Gun, this side story will introduce a new crew in GGO.
You can see the promos for season 3 by clicking here and Alternative GGO by clicking here.
No word yet on when these two new additions to the franchise will premiere, but given the success of Sword Art Online seasons 1 and 2 previously on the better cartoon show, no doubt these new additions to the franchise will be ones to watch for to Toonami to potentially air at some point ahead. We’ll keep you posted on the developments ahead, but as with all potential shows, if you do wish to see Sword Art Online return to the block for Project Alicization, Alternative GGO, and perhaps even Ordinal Scale as well, continue supporting the show and the block overall as always and let Toonami and Aniplex know (ex. Toonami's Facebook and Tumblr message boxes, among other places).
In terms of trending, SAO 3 would trend worldwide as a result of the announcement.

Ever since the original manga made its debut on Weekly Young Jump back in 2011, Sui Ishida’s Tokyo Ghoul would go on to make a big impact on the anime and manga scene, becoming a regular best seller on both sides of the Pacific, with 25 volumes combined and counting. Tokyo Ghoul would be adapted into a anime series by Studio Pierrot, with part 1 airing in Japan from July 4 to September 19, 2014, and part 2: √A or Root A airing from January 9 to March 27, 2015, which also helped the series reach new heights in terms of popularity.
Given the show’s success, it came at no surprise that Tokyo Ghoul would regularly be among the most requested shows for Toonami to eventually acquire. Despite this, it would take several more years before it would get its shot on the better cartoon show, and on March 10th, 2017, Toonami announced that it finally would beginning on March 25th. However, this airing would come with a catch. The catch that One Piece’s Toonami run would have to be canceled to make way.
Of course, Tokyo Ghoul isn’t the reason One Piece was booted, as I mentioned during the OP retrospective 26 weeks ago, declining ratings combined with the high costs of airing the show and fans wanting a shakeup to the block made its continuation on the better cartoon show unsustainable, and Tokyo, Ghoul was just merely next in line to air, so to speak. Understandably, One Piece fans were very upset at this move, and some have questioned Tokyo Ghoul’s presence on the better cartoon show, with critics arguing that the anime’s quality being not up to par to the manga, among other things. Nonetheless, One Piece’s downfall and Tokyo Ghoul’s rise as Toonami shows, combined with Sword Art Online’s continued success, and Naruto’s resilience, may well be defining examples (Toonami-wise) that acclaim doesn't mean much if you don't have the ratings to back it up, and perhaps vindicates something Toonami head Jason DeMarco has said: “television is a democracy and people vote with their eyeballs”. We always hate it when something like this happens, but the moral of the story is to support your favorite shows, or watch them leave as well.
During the show’s 24 episode run, the show would successfully trend on Twitter in some capacity during all 12 weeks of part 1’s run, including in the US during 11 weeks as well as worldwide during week 1. Things were a little slower during Root A on the other hand, with the show trending in the US for 6 out of 12 weeks. The show would also trend on tumblr for 9 weeks of its run (8 of them during Part 1), including during the week before its run as the show was being promoted.
As those that have read the manga would tell you, the anime has made quite a few notable changes from the original material, with Tokyo Ghoul Root A diverging from the manga by around Volume 6. The manga continues on to this day with 12 volumes total of Tokyo Ghoul, as well as its sequel series in Tokyo Ghoul:re with 13 volumes/143 chapters and counting. For those interested, Viz Media has translated and released part 1 in US shores and is currently working on releasing Tokyo Ghoul:re, with the first volume set for release on October 17.
In addition, there’s a brand new live action film adaptation, which premiered during Anime Expo and released in Japan on July 29th. Funimation will be showcasing the new Tokyo Ghoul live action film from October 16-22 in select theaters. Click here for more information.
But that’s not all. There has been some developing news released this week regarding a continuation or reboot of the anime, with the announcement of an adaptation of Tokyo Ghoul:re in the works, set to premiere sometime next year. Before this announcement was made on Thursday, publisher Young Jump has announced that they will have plans to reveal new information regarding what is next for Tokyo Ghoul on October 12, and assuming that this wasn't the announcement released in advance, we may hear more regarding this new series then.
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It is currently unknown how the creators will address the previously mentioned diverging of the story from the manga, whether the show will just start off from the Root A ending and work their way back to following the manga, much like a Shonen Jump long runner returns to canon, or follow a similar path several other Toonami shows took when they were continued, such as restarting from the beginning much like FMA Brotherhood, or have Root A “retconed”, similar to Blue Exorcist when episodes 18-24 of the original series were ignored from the canon when the Kyoto Saga began. Of course, this is all just speculation at the moment, but it will be interesting to see how the story continues with this in mind.
Nonetheless, as I mentioned with Attack on Titan, One Punch Man, and Sword Art Onilne among potentially many others, given the show’s success, I think it is safe to say that Tokyo Ghoul will be a potential candidate to make a return to the better cartoon show for this new series. Assuming Funimation and Toonami can successfully negotiate and pull off a broadcast dub, Tokyo Ghoul may likely make a return as early as next year. Of course, it’s too early to say anything on this matter, but as with all potential shows, if you do wish to see Tokyo Ghoul:re on the better cartoon show, continue supporting the show and the block as always, and let Toonami and Funimation know.
Regardless of what happens, Tokyo Ghoul was a pretty interesting ride, for better or for worse, and given recent news and its continued support, I doubt we will be hearing the last from Kaneki, Touka, Hide, and the Anteku. What happens next should be an interesting one, and we’ll keep you posted.

Of course, we haven’t heard the last from Mikazuki and the Tekkadan, as Mobile Suit Gundam: Iron Blooded Orphans makes its return to the better cartoon show for Season 2 tonight at 12:30am Eastern, while Naruto Shippuden will begin the Past Arc: The Locus of Konoha story arc, and Lupin the Third continues the 2nd half of Part 4, among other great moments.
We’ll see you again then as always, but we do wish a Happy 25th anniversary to Cartoon Network. From all the good times and despite the bad times, From the Cartoon Cartoons and later the Cartoon Network originals, to [adult swim], Boomerang, and Toonami, CN has brought fans both young and old many great shows and allowing us to enjoy the great medium that is animation. Thanks for the memories, and here’s to many more.
Legend: The shows listed are ordered based on their appearance on the schedule. Show trends are listed in bold. The number next to the listed trend represents the highest it trended on the list (not counting the promoted trend), judging only by the images placed in the rundown. For the Twitter tweet counts, the listed number of tweets are also sorely based on the highest number shown based on the images on the rundown.
United States Trends:
Toonami/#Toonami [#7]
#DBZKai [#24]
#JoJosBizarreAdventure [#7]
#TokyoGhoul [#4]
#HunterXHunter [#8]
#LupinThe3rd [#5]
#Shippuden [#6]
#OutlawStar [#6]
#CowboyBebop [#6]
#AttackOnTitan [#7]
Worldwide Trends:
SAO3 [#9]
Tweet Counts:
Toonami [6,219 tweets]
#Toonami [3,246 tweets]
#DBZKai [1,226 tweets]
#JoJosBizarreAdventure [2,625 tweets]
#TokyoGhoul [2,275 tweets]
#HunterXHunter [1,989 tweets]
#LupinThe3rd [1,491 tweets]
#Shippuden [1,063 tweets]
#OutlawStar [1,013 tweets]
Tumblr Trends:
#toonami
#jojos bizarre adventure
#hunter x hunter
Notes and Other Statistics:
#HunterXHunter: @WhoTrendedIT reported that @Mike_Daniels76 started the trend in the US.
#CowboyBebop: @WhoTrendedIT reported that @XavierWoodsPhD started the trend in the US.
Special thanks to @coreymbarnes, @jmb70056, and others I forgot to mention for spotting some of the trends on this list.
Only Toonami on [adult swim] on Cartoon Network.
#Toonami#Adult Swim#Cartoon Network#Toonami Trending Rundown#Tokyo Ghoul#Dragon Ball Z#DBZ#DBZ Kai#JoJo's Bizarre Adventure#Hunter x Hunter#Lupin the Third#Lupin the 3rd#Naruto#Naruto Shippuden#Outlaw Star#Cowboy Bebop#Attack on Titan#Shingeki no Kyojin#Sword Art Online#SAO
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Crunchyroll Favorites 2018 Part One: Anime and Manga!
2018 was a wild ride for all of us, but at least we had a whole lot of great anime and manga to keep us entertained along the way! We laughed, we cried, we recoiled in horror, and we waited for the "ahh, you are motherf**ker?" moment in Pop Team Epic's anime that never actually came.
We recently talked about our favorite anime of the past season, and our most-anticipated anime of the coming season, so that brings us to now, to the now-annual tradition of Crunchyroll Favorites (can you believe we've been doing this for eight years?!), where CR's staff, editors, and writers share what stood out most to them over the entirety of 2018. The rules were simple: for Part One, only anime, manga, and related media that were released in 2018 (or received a Western release in 2018), or experienced a major milestone (like starting a new season or closing up a major arc).
There's a whole lot to look at in Part One--let's get started!
Nate Ming
Devilman Crybaby - Satisfying violence and a pulsing soundtrack headline this savage modern retelling of the Devilman legend--this is the kind of thing that got me into anime in the first place, and it felt great to be back.
Dragon Ball Super ending - Meanwhile, Dragon Ball Super wrapped up with an insane 3v1 fight to the finish in the Tournament of Power. Imagine a group of grown men sitting around screaming at the TV like excited children--because in that moment, with a gassed-out, shoulder-to-shoulder Goku and Freeza meeting Jiren head-on… we were again.
HINAMATSURI - MY SMARTPHONE!! I figured Hinamatsuri would just be this goofy domestic comedy about a beleaguered yakuza adopting a psychic child, but then it got real. Like, "why am I crying so much at Anzu's story" real. It's so good, and one I really need to rewatch.
March comes in like a lion - The beauty of March is that it's sad, and sometimes a downer, but never a miserable pity parade that constantly dumps on its characters. There's growth, and a light at the end of the tunnel--healing and catharsis that come after the worst parts of life. We're going to lose the people we love, and we're going to be treated like garbage by the people around us… but that's never the end of the story if you have people you love and trust by your side.
Shonen Jump - This is what I'd been dreaming of for years, but always felt too difficult to implement… until now. New chapters? Free every week. The massive back catalog, along with an updated list of currently-running titles? TWO DOLLARS A MONTH. This is madness, and it's never been a better time to see people reading classics like Dragon Ball for the first time ever.
Honorable Mentions: A Place Further Than the Universe, Asobi Asobase - workshop of fun -, Laid-Back Camp
Cayla Coats
Liz and the Blue Bird - Sound! Euphonium is one of my favorite series, and this film takes the franchise to new artistic heights. Director Naoko Yamada and composer Kensuke Ushio reunite and create something truly special together.
A Place Further Than the Universe - This wasn’t the best-directed, best-animated, or best-scored anime of the year, but the sum is greater than the parts in this case. A Place Further is by far my favorite broadcast anime of the year.
That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime - I love “another world” anime that focus on worldbuilding and characterization over action, but Slime has both in spades. Also, protagonist Rimuru is super OP, but they’re so likable that I don’t really care.
Violet Evergarden - There’s a lot I could say about this stunningly-produced show, but I’ll just note that toward the beginning of the first episode, Violet picks up an object using her mouth. While it seems like a weird character eccentricity at first, it’s later revealed that she has trouble using her new prosthetic hands. That’s a pretty good indication of how thoughtful the entire series is.
Dead Dead Demon’s Dedede Destruction - The newest series to be brought stateside from Goodnight Punpun author Inio Asano, Destruction is easily my favorite work from him to date. Taking the trademark eccentricity and attention to detail of his other titles, Destruction merges it with a much less grimdark tone that I find hugely refreshing.
Nicole Mejias
Golden Kamuy - It’s no secret that I love Golden Kamuy to bits! The unique characters got me hooked, and then everything else (the story, action, drama and comedy) reeled me in to keep anticipating each and every episode. When’s season 3?!
Pop Team Epic - Where were you when the anime gods blessed us with Pop Team Epic? It’s basically anime shitposting, and it’s absolutely GLORIOUS! Yeah, I’m gonna be thinking about Hellshake Yano for a very long time.
Ms. Koizumi Loves Ramen Noodles - If you know me, you know I love my ramen. And this show was a testament to how amazing and delicious ramen is while presenting a different array of wonderful ramen you can find in Japan! Of course, after each episode, I was left with the overwhelming desire for ramen, which was hard to curb.
Banana Fish (manga reprints) - Once news of the reprints began spreading around, I knew it was time for me to actually experience the majesty of Banana Fish! I don’t know what I expected, but I was addicted, reading all the volumes so fast, and I had to know what was going to happen next, so I went from volume to volume until I reached the end… What a thrill! I can’t believe it took me this long to check this series out. I’m glad I did!
Pokemon marathon on Twitch - The second Twitch announced this marathon, I was SO ready for it! I watched the old Pokémon anime when I was a kid, and watching the marathon brought back a lot of fun memories. There were also a bunch of moments in the anime I didn’t remember at all, like that bizarre Kangaskhan episode… It was a fun time to relive the show with thousands of other fans on Twitch!
Daniel Dockery
Dr. Stone - This is the “Are you reading this? No? WELL YOU BETTER GET ON THAT” manga of the year, along with Promised Neverland. It’s so good and funny and I just love it.
“Mr. Osomatsu In Hell” - The second season of Mr. Osomatsu was more uneven than the first, but the season finale is a work of art. I really hope the movie is good, and that we get a Season 3.
JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Golden Wind - I only got into JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure this year, and the more I watch it, the more I like it. It’s one of the few pieces of media that I’ve seen that is just as good as everyone made it out to be.
My Hero Academia: Two Heroes - No theater experience will ever top hearing an entire audience erupt into applause when All Might yelled “CAROLINA SMASH.”
That Time I Got Reincarnated As Yamcha - Poor Yamcha. His stock has dropped significantly since he went toe-to-toe with Goku in his first Dragon Ball appearance. Luckily, this manga knows that, and is more hilarious for it. Next I hope for “That Time I Got Reincarnated As That One Pterodactyl That Tried To Mess With Goku In Dragon Ball Chapter 1.”
Peter Fobian
A Place Further Than the Universe - A Place Further felt like it was going against the grain in many ways, as a character-driven drama without many of the usual anime trappings. It’s a damn near perfect show with an excellent story, tight character writing, and some truly brutal emotional beats delivered in novel and creative ways.
Planet With - Maybe some of the tightest storytelling I’ve ever seen, getting 24 episodes' worth of content finished in half that, at a pace that felt perfect. If you decide to check it out, be ready for two full narrative arcs and a ton of interesting character-based subplots all serving the overarching message of the value of compassion and forgiveness.
SSSS.GRIDMAN - It feels like I’m always waiting for the next TRIGGER anime that has the same bombastic energy as Gurren Lagann or Kill la Kill, but GRIDMAN proved they’re able to deliver a muted and thoughtful show as well. Amemiya penned a love letter to tokusatsu so reverent that even people like me can feel his passion. Some characters felt underutilized, but GRIDMAN was charming, mysterious, and stuck the landing.
Laid-Back Camp - I wish there were more anime like this: realizing a new episode of this anime was out became a weekly highlight. It’s chill, it’s funny, it’s educational, and it doesn’t pull any anime shenanigans. Just like the title says, you have absolutely nothing to worry about while watching this show.
HINAMATSURI - I remember seeing a promotion for this anime almost a year before it was released, showing Mao’s kung-fu sequence and thought: this would be a martial arts anime. Nothing could have prepared me for one of the single funniest anime I’ve ever seen. Hinamatsuri has some of the greatest comedic timing this year, and still managed to pack in beautifully-animated psychic fights and some ridiculously powerful emotional moments. I still have whiplash.
Ricky Soberano
Fairy Tail Final Season - This marks the end of this legendary shonen and inevitable Fairy Tail-induced tears well up with every episode that inches slowly to the end. It may look like a victory lap on the surface, but the show is answering every burning question, fueling a fire in hearts, and cementing every reason why it’ll be missed.
As Miss Beelzebub Likes It. - As someone who doesn’t go out of their way to look for cute anime, I was pleasantly surprised at myself and this show for the effect it had on my well-being. It was my guiltiest and fluffiest pleasure of the year and I enjoyed how light, adorably cute, and heartwarming it was.
Attack on Titan - I’ve been holding off on watching this for as long as I could and I definitely regret holding back on it. I will note: I did become vegan for a month after watching the first episode. Now I’m left screaming at the screen and dissecting every moment. With stakes as real as they could get, and consistent losing, I live for the small but progressing wins in the neverending battle for humanity.
Food Wars! The Third Plate - The tables have turned and a new set of rules have left our favorite food orgasm inducers to fight for their survival despite an entire system against them. The creations only got more mouth watering and frankly so did the more visible presence of Joichiro-san. In all seriousness, Hayama-san’s betrayal and Erina’s heightened courage in front of her father was enough to induce a lot of stress eating. Next stop: the final showdown.
Emily Bushman
Mo Dao Zu Shi - Technically a donghua (Chinese Animation), and not traditional Japanese anime, this is BY FAR one of my favorite shows of the year. There’s magic, it takes place in ancient China, and there’s lots of zombie slaying. The character designs are gorgeous, the pacing and action are exceptionally well done, and there’s juuuuuuust enough romantic tension to keep my blood warm.
Banana Fish - I didn’t catch this manga when I was younger, but my roommate told me I was missing out. We started watching the anime, which entranced me with cool character designs and excellent pacing. I got impatient and read the manga (which is just as good, if not better than the anime), and cried my eyes out at the ending.
Rascal Does Not Dream of Bunny Girl Senpai - I thought I was going to hate this, and instead ended up loving it. The dialogue is fast-paced, which keeps otherwise off-color jokes from souring, and instead transforms them into witticisms worthy of a chuckle. It is fun, heartwarming, and a little nostalgic, but does a wonderful job of transforming those perceived insurmountable imperfections into challenges worth overcoming.
A Place Further Than The Universe - Great characters, wonderful development, original story line, dramatic without being overwrought, an improbable scenario without being impossible. It made me cry big, fat tears (I was alone, in my apartment, it was kind of sad honestly), but I loved the salty-clean feeling of relief and forgiveness that came after I finished the show.
Kakuriyo: Bed and Breakfast for Spirits - This is a great show that DID NOT get enough love. It was a bit of a guilty pleasure for me, but also great from a cooking blog perspective. Aoi, the main character, makes a lot of foods that are interesting and not pedantic. It’s definitely a slice of life, but has a main character that is steadfast in her determination to burn through the prejudice, anger, or sadness of those she meets through her cooking.
Noelle Ogawa
The Promised Neverland - I got into it this year and what an absolute treat! Having grown up on the slow pacing of the Big Three, this turned the Jump formulas all around. Excellent cast of characters, a condensed story, intrigue about the world, a constant wonder- this series had it all. Emma is the rare female shonen protagonist who is completely capable on her own terms, and every character is sharp. It’s worked its way to be one of my favorite Jump series, and I can’t wait for the anime.
Pop Team Epic - I genuinely looked forward to this every week. It’s so hard to describe how absolutely wild it is. It’s hard to describe what exactly Pop Team Epic is but it’s definitely some kind of an experience. Being able to catch all the many cultural references were always a fun game to play for every episode, as well as seeing what chaotic entities Popuko and Pipimi had to shove into our faces.
That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime - This caught me off guard because I really am not a fan of 99% of isekai. I’d passed this series off as silly because of the title but I was wrong. It’s still an isekai in its bones, but it combines having fun with having something to say- with a slime protag, of all things. I’m really excited to see more!
My Solo Exchange Diary - Nagata Kabi’s autobiographical work always cut me to the core. Her dealing with both depression and her seuxality with finding her place in the world really speaks to me. At the same time, it’s not a dismal story at all, but one that’s filled with hope. It’s about trying to find your way in the world and make do with what you have, and I think we can all relate to that.
Paul Chapman
Planet With - A series that squeezes 52 episodes' worth of story into a trim 12, Planet With is packed with honesty and heart. Few shows leave me with a feeling of hope for the future, but Planet With's relentless positivity and effortless heroism in the face of unspeakable tragedy speak to how fiction can embody the best aspects of humanity.
A Place Further than the Universe - Blurring the boundaries of the “cute girls doing cute things” subgenre, A Place Further than the Universe is a heartfelt (and sometimes heartbreaking) drama about coming to grips with loss while on a journey of self-discovery. Incidentally, any moe show that features the main cast becoming seasick barf-monsters for an entire episode is A+ material.
Umamusume: Pretty Derby - It's hard to imagine that a tie-in anime for an as-yet-unreleased smart phone game that's supposed to sell viewers on the glories of Japanese horse racing can also be so consistently entertaining and emotionally sincere, but that's just the sort of thing that makes Umamusume: Pretty Derby a dark horse candidate for pure viewing pleasure.
Cells at Work! - Equal parts hilarious and horrifying, Cells at Work! makes learning the basics of human biology fun, because it's nice to imagine that every individual part of my cellular anatomy is just as dorky, self-conscious, and occasionally inept as I am.
Pop Team Epic - Every so often, there comes a work of art that so overwhelms me with its beauty and its ugliness that it leaves a scar upon my soul. But enough about Devilman Crybaby, 2018 is also the year that gave us the inimitable, inscrutable anime adaptation of Bkub Okawa's Pop Team Epic, and no one's complaining (except you).
Nick Creamer
Liz and the Blue Bird - As an unlikely followup to a side story from Sound! Euphonium’s second season, Liz and the Blue Bird was basically guaranteed to have niche appeal. But even if you haven’t seen the show it’s spun off from, Liz is a stunning accomplishment in any right, a gorgeous expression of love composed by one of the greatest directors in anime. Beyond its overt beauty, Liz uses visuals and music to perfectly evoke the mental states of its heroines throughout, making it easy to get carried into their world. Liz is a perfect jewel of a film.
Violet Evergarden - This has certainly been a strong year for Kyoto Animation! Along with the stunning Liz, their full-length Evergarden took my breath away again and again, elevating a poignant melodrama with all the animated splendor and thoughtful visual storytelling you expect from this team. It feels like my favorite animation studio are somehow leveling up.
After the Rain - There are far too few dramas about actual adults facing realistic problems in anime, and After the Rain stands as a welcome and brilliantly executed counter to the trend. Equally sympathetic to its teenage heroine’s feelings of displacement and its middle-aged hero’s feelings of regret, After the Rain paints a thoughtful and sympathetic portrait of its melancholy leads from start to finish. More people need to check out this insightful and very pretty show!
Planet With - Satoshi Mizukami has long been one of my favorite mangaka, and so I was thrilled to see his work finally debuting on the small screen. The results don’t disappoint; Planet With is a wildly ambitious, creative, and emphatically humanist tale of interplanetary war, secret identities, and much else besides. Along with providing some of the most thoughtful human insights of the anime year, it’s probably also the only show this year to feature a space general in a giant cat suit.
March comes in like a lion - March has stood among the best anime dramas for three straight years now, and the conclusion of its second season was an absolute triumph. Having slowly and compassionately articulated Rei’s journey from depression to genuine self-love, the show was at last able to extend its focus outwards, and celebrate the journeys of all the people Rei has come to care for. From its vivid visual embellishments and keen psychological insight to its great empathy for all its characters, March was a wonderful experience this year, and a show I’ll dearly miss.
Wilhelm Donko
A Place Further Than the Universe - The heartfelt story about four girls’ spectacular journey to Antarctica is not only my personal anime of the year; it also managed to secure itself a spot among my all-time favorite shows. Add highly-likeable characters, a great soundtrack, as well as gorgeous visuals to an excellent story, and you have one of the most well-crafted anime in recent years.
Laid-Back Camp - Laid-Back Camp accomplished the feat of making camping out alone in the cold look extremely enticing. Its cozy atmosphere, light humor, and the simply gorgeous-to-look-at backgrounds always made me want to grab my tent, and head out to the great outdoors after each episode.
Harukana Receive - This was a perfect fit for this year’s summer anime season, getting us in the summer spirit with a whole season of nothing but beach volleyball in tropical Okinawa. On top of its vibrant visuals, the show also had a great upbeat soundtrack.
Kara Dennison
ZOMBIE LAND SAGA - The series’s vagueposting approach to publicity was as interesting as it was risky, but none of us could have been prepared for undead idols finding closure while Mamoru Miyano yells a lot. The back half of the series was especially good, touching on everything from personal identity to the spiral of depression. And in spite of all that heavy stuff mixed in, it brought me so much joy.
Lupin the 3rd Part 5 - I will always be a sucker for new Lupin, but there was something extra special about this season. Maybe it was the no-fear approach to action balanced out with the characters staying in-character, a dichotomy the franchise sometimes fumbles. Maybe it was just how deeply important the characters’ intelligence was, to the point of reminding us that Lupin is no mental slouch. Or maybe it was the callback filler episodes. At the moment, probably my favorite of the many Lupins.
Pop Team Epic - From a news standpoint, this series was a disaster to cover because we never knew the truth from the troll. Watching as a fan, and one with very little experience with the 4koma, was delightful. The cultural references were on point, and Norio Wakamoto made his way onto the cast list at least five episodes earlier than expected.
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And that's a wrap for Part One! Be sure to tune in at the same time tomorrow for Part Two, where we share our favorite VIDEO GAMES of 2018! If you're in the mood for more CR Favorites, here are the links to past years' features:
Crunchyroll Favorites 2017 Part One | Part Two | Part Three
Crunchyroll Favorites 2016 Part One | Part Two | Part Three
Crunchyroll Favorites 2015 Part One | Part Two | Part Three
Crunchyroll Favorites 2014 Part One | Part Two | Part Three
Crunchyroll Favorites 2013 Part One | Part Two | Part Three
Crunchyroll Favorites 2012 Part One | Part Two | Part Three
Crunchyroll News' Best of 2011 Part One | Part Two
What were your favorite anime and manga of 2018? Remember, this is a FAVORITES list, not a BEST-OF list, so there are no wrong answers--sound off in the comments and share your favorites!
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Nate Ming is the Features Editor for Crunchyroll News and creator of the long-running Fanart Friday column. You can follow him on Twitter at @NateMing. His comic, Shaw City Strikers, launches January 15, 2019.
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