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Trigun Maximum Chugai Grace Cafe Collaboration - I Translated the Website :3

Hi I saw someone on twt wanting this to be translated and that's literally all it takes to get me moving anymore so!

Anyways I translated all the food and drinks, I found the references they chose really cute except for the evil one lmao and I also included the unbelievably small print drink ingredients if you wanna try mixing them yourself!! 🫶

Also also, if you know how to use a proxy, there is actually some stuff here that overseas fans can get our hands on!! Under the cut to keep the dash clean!! Hope it helps!!!!!

Edit my dumbass forgot the original announcement link sjshsk IT’S HERE!!!

So, the menu

Going from left to right we've got

"Battle Sausage Spaghetti"

"As Many Salmon Sandwiches You Want"

"Love&Peace Donuts"

"Banana Sundae"

and on the bottom row

"The Perfect Meal Plate: Vash's Handmade Fried Rice and Salad" ((´༎ຶོω༎ຶོ`) o k )

"Particularly Wonderful Udon"

"Mille-feuille with Ceylon Tea" (i believe the first part specifies gateau mille-feuille but I went to episode one and checked the subs for what they had her say officially and they left the gateau off so I did too)

"Latte with a random character art"

Character Drinks!!!

The Bride Soda, which comes with a double-sided postcard of the sworn friends (very common nickname for Vash and Wolfwood in JP fandom and ig official uses it too)

So the soda is their proprietary thing, it doesn't say what flavor it is or if it has one, but the shotglasses come with a little bit of smoked oak syrup and black ceylon tea and you're meant to fill the rest of the glass with soda and drink it that way. And then the rest of the text is just information and disclaimers for customers that plan on taking the bottle home (I guess it breaks really easily that’s So. lmao).

Vash's Drink <3

strawberry syrup

carbonated water and lemon juice

yellow candied cherries (drained cherries) and ice

Wolfwood's Drink

crushed coffee jelly and cafe ice (ice made and flavored with concentrated coffee and fruit juice)

brewed iced coffee and gum syrup

blue curaçao syrup and carbonated water

experimental ampules filled with blue soda

the cigarette is full of light brown sugar you're meant to mix in before drinking

Knives's Drink

apple juice and round sliced apples

mint and ice (it looks like mint leaves but full disclosure they have blurred that kanji to all hell I have no idea)

Legato's Drink

blue curaçao syrup

grapefruit juice

carbonated water and a mint cherry

a lemon and ice

Collab Merch

(Overseas pay attention here!!!!!! ChugaiOnline is opening these to online orders so we can get them with a proxy, I'll leave their link at the end of this section!!!!!!)

I've also listed all the prices in yen here so you can convert them to your currency, and all of these are the prices including the listed Japanese sales tax. If you want to see the price without it, it’s just the other number on the image!

So they've got

Two way acrylic figure stands (the main stand comes with a ball chain, you can reference these on Amiami for what this kind of product looks like I'm prettyyyyy sure like they're called different but it looks like they go together the same way). Anyways this is a set of 6 and 1650 yen each, it looks like you get to choose which one you want but they don't have a deal listed for getting all of them.

Next to it are the buttons (also called can badges idk which one is more common over here), set of 12 (6 are regular and 6 are glittery variety). They are 550 yen per button AT RANDOM, THEY WILL GIVE YOU A RANDOM ONE, or a box with one of each all 12 for 6600 yen.

Below that is the polaroid collection, it's also a 12 piece set and you can get A RANDOM ONE, THEY DO NOT LET YOU PICK for 330 yen each or a box with all of them for 3960 yen.

The same exact deal with the plastic (like a vinyl material) postcards underneath, they're double-sided and come one for 660 yen each at random or the whole set for 7920 yen.

The calendar is for 2025 and is 1980 yen probably obvious but y'know

I would be so shocked if a proxy actually let you ship the Kuroneko sama cookie discs lmao but hey wtf they're 1080 yen.

The Bride soda is listed here because this is the same merch that will be sold in the shop but they specify elsewhere that it's not available for online order even in Japan you have to go to the cafe ;-;

Also this is just personal experience but a lot of proxies will not let you get like blind or random stuff like the buttons they don't let you pick which one, some of them will only let you get it if you're getting the whole box.

Annnnnnd online order special gifts!!

For every 3000 yen spent in merch (including tax) you will get a random postcard from this set!! There are 15 to collect, they are NOT divided into halves of the event, you can get any of them at any time or all at once!! However, you can't combine orders made at different times/by different people to get more and if they run out that's it. Altho fwiw I have never seen an event run out of these lol

The online order period will be from Friday, May 24th at 11 am to Sunday, June 16th at 11:59 pm (both JST) and items will begin to arrive (within Japan, proxies will have to handle our own shipping ofc) from August 2024 on a first ordered first shipped basis.

CHUGAIONLINE STORE (JAPAN)

Ok, this last bit is relevant to the in-person cafe experience so it's just for if you're curious about other cool things going on or you have a hobby of watching JP mercari like a hawk and wanna know what to expect!

Guests who reserve places at the cafe online will get copies of some of Nightow sensei's most prized sketch pages, they'll get 3 random ones! Like with the special gift postcards, there are a limited amount and this event will end when they're all gone.

And these are the coasters, guests will get one with every item they order off the food or drink menu at random (while supplies last)! The variety you can get is split between the former and latter halves of the event so there's something new to come back for even if you've already been once! (The first 12 days is on top and the last 12 days is on bottom)

They're also doing a wallscroll campaign!

They'll have these decorating the venue, and when the event is over a raffle will be held where the winners get to pick out a scroll of their choice!

OK I THINK THAT'S EVERYTHING RELEVANT HAPPY TRIGUN MANGA CAFE EVENT!!!!!

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Touhou Spell Carnival launches November 19 in the west - Gematsu

Bullet hell strategy RPG Touhou Spell Carnival will launch for PlayStation 5, PlayStation 4, and Switch on November 19 in the west, publisher Idea Factory International announced. It will launch both physically and digitally in North America, and digitally in Europe, with a physical release to follow on December 3. It will feature Japanese voice-overs with English, French, and Spanish subtitles.

A Digital Deluxe Edition will also be available for $69.99, which includes the base game, a 57-page digital art book, and a 49-track digital soundtrack.

Usres who purchase either the digital standard or Digital Deluxe editions within the first two weeks of launch will also receive the “Gensokyo Safe Adventure Pack,” which contains the following in-game items:

Rare Yang Crystal (x1)

Rare Meteorite Shard (x1)

Rare Crystal Flower (x1)

Rare Ancient Card (x1)

Rare Helix Ritual Tool (x1)

Rare Warped Ring (x1)

Rare Foreign Charm (x1)

Rare Snowflake Badge (x1)

Rare Thin Feathers (x1)

Rare Shell Rosary (x1)

Rare Growth Elixir (x5)

Touhou Spell Carnival first launched on June 6 in Japan.

Here is an overview of the game, via Idea Factory International:

About

Gensokyo—a remote land isolated from the Outside World, where humans and youkai live side-by-side. One day, the shrine maiden of Hakurei Shrine, Reimu Hakurei, spots mysterious pillars towering over various locations throughout Gensokyo. These pillars signaled the start of the Spell Carnival, a festival hosted by Yukari Yakumo where one must put their Spell Cards on the line in battle. In order to investigate the true intentions of Yukari Yakumo, who initiated the Spell Carnival so suddenly, Reimu Hakurei joins the fight for Spell Cards.

What is Touhou Project?

Touhou Project is a bullet hell shoot ’em up game created by ZUN’s group, Team Shanghai Alice. Set in the isolated land of Gensokyo, various incidents, known as disturbances, arise from different causes. The story follows the main protagonist, Reimu Hakurei, the shrine maiden of Hakurei Shrine, as she and her friends resolve these disturbances.

Key Features

Strategy RPG Meets Bullet Hell Mania – Battle in a grid system with a unique blend of real-time strategy elements and bullet hell madness! Hone your strategy skills by moving characters to gridspecific areas, grazing enemy bullets, and unleashing special skills in one simultaneous, action-packed battle!

Gotta Stay Prepped – Don’t just run into battle unprepared! Organize your party’s positioning on the grid, assign skills according to your enemies’ weaknesses, and choose wisely which Ace Spell Card you’ll use.

Need a Boost? – Players will occasionally see objects and Attributes during battle. Objects can block incoming bullets and provide additional effects once destroyed. Attributes can provide boosts and status effects. Use these boosts to your advantage, and maybe you’ll be able to collect extra loot from your victories!

Find Peace in the Hakurei Shrine – Explore the Hakurei Shrine through the lens of Reimu Hakurei! Keep tabs on any active missions, revisit sub-events, strike a pose with Photo Mode, and even talk to some of your favorite Touhou Project characters in Hakurei Shrine as you progress through the story!

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Daniel Law thoughts and observations.  Why is his last name so bloody difficult to figure out?

This is a quick and frivolous post as opposed to my normally long form ones.  I’ve got it hard for Daniel at the moment; I’m wade through the vast expanse that is the internet looking for merch for him.  Steven merch is like shooting fish in a barrel with how popular he is.  K.K. merch is also easy and super cheap second hand.  But Daniel merch.  Hoooo boy, it takes some time and effort to find.

The first issue around him is his bloody last name.  Which Japanese isn’t equipped to deal with.  This shows in my merch quest as I’ve scrolled through pages and pages of items.  But first:

The Darkhorse translation calls him Daniel Low.

The Funimation translation settles on Daniel Law.

When you listen to the sub and the dub, both the Japanese VA and English VA both clearly say “Law”.  I’d like to also note that the Japanese VA for Steven, Mitsuru Miyamoto, has really good pronunciation for all of the English terms/names he says specifically which makes me really think “Law” is the intended spelling.   The credits also reflect this.

Both versions also settle on the title of Lieutenant.  While the literal translation is Assistant Inspector (keibuho - 警部補).  I’m not sure why they didn’t go with Detective which sounds like the most American term and Inspector being British.  I guess Detective is a role while, Daniel would still have a police rank associated with him. But I know squat about American policing terms and job titles.  Maybe, I should go back and watch some Law and Order and cringe?

Where is this total weirdness around Daniel’s name coming from?  Especially if we get a season three and Marcus also shows up for the Calamity Auction arc.

Now, we all know that having an equal transfer of Law into Japanese can’t happen since there is no way to make say a “La-wa” etc.  The best you can get is to drop down in the r-line to the “ro” combo.  But then you’ve got that pesky “w” you need to do something with.

If you wanted “Low” this would be the easiest way to get it.  Go with “ro” and add the long vowel dash making it “ro-oh”

But we can see this reading of “ro” with a long “o” can be [sighs] Rho, Lau; Low, Loo, Rau, Raux, Roe or Roh.

Okay, this isn’t what happens in the credits.  The Japanese credits write his name out this way.  “ro” with the “u”.  Now, the first hit is “Law”.  Yay!

But then we get also; Loew, Low, Lowe or even Rowe!  Argh! 

So, how does this tie into merch?  Well, how his name is spelled on KKSS merch of course and how to search for it!

For Back 2 Back full color acrylics that were Jump (Festa Specials I’d guess), we get him and Marcus being referred to as Lowe.  ‘Cause they are twin brothers and Daniel is the older one! Another issue with Japanese language mechanics versus English but that’s for another time.  I’d read Daniel to be several years older since he’s referred to as “older brother” in B2B but since you have to place your sibling in age relative to you - Marcus has to say older brother in the original Japanese.    

There is also a small special badge set with Steven and Daniel here, where he is also referred to as “Lowe”.  Did I impulsively buy this?  Yes, yes I did of course!

Yet when we look at other items music/band themed (acoustic guitar) , the American heroes (fighter pilot? why?), ice skating, saloon barkeep/western. he’s got a last name of “Low”.

You might begin to think - okay, it is clear that 1.) there is no official spelling of his name down on paper.  2.) merch designers see ロウ and make an educated guess 3.) his name can’t be “Law”.

Buuutttt let’s go to the actual search function of a Japanese site like Goods Republic.  And what do we find in the character list on the left hand side?  Daniel Law.

Additionally,  you go on Zen Market and access JP Mercari directly, searching with the terms of ダニエル and 血界戦線.  You will get merch that not only pulls up Daniel but all the translated descriptions will always refer to him as Daniel Law.

What have I learned from this?  That until we get season three and Daniel gets a floating info box like below, we will never truly know how his name is spelled.  However, with the sense of humor that Nightow has and his wordplay in English, I really still think the original intent is “Law” because he’s a fucking cop.  Come on, easiest cheese joke ever.

And if he doesn’t get a floating info box in a season three, it means they aren’t giving him full justice due to his increasing role in the series.

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My trip to Japan! ⛩️ Part 5 (last)

21.12

The winter solstice made an entrance with a very cold day. Getting out of Osaka station was fortunately much easier than it seemed on Google Maps, and we found our hotel easily. We left our luggage and went straight to the castle. The current one is the third iteration, rebuilt in 1970 after being destroyed twice in the 17th century, when it was first built. Therefore, at 53 years old, this version is actually the longest-standing one. Inside, it's a museum, not a castle, but it was interesting, unexpensive, and the views from the top are fantastic. What impressed me the most, however, was the double moat, huge and full of water. There were even boat rides around it (we didn't ride, but they were there).

We then went to the Namba district, where I had marked a restaurant that had an Attack on Titan collaboration, but it was over. We had lunch in a US-style burger restaurant. In fact, next to Namba there’s this area called Amerika-mura, with many shops of American items or aesthetics. Lots of hip-hop style clothing. It's worth mentioning that the commercial density of Osaka is similar to Tokyo; every building is a shopping center, and there are several covered pedestrian streets as well. Walking around,  we reached Dotonbori, Osaka's entertainment district around the canal of the same name, and went on to a street with several manga and anime shops. I had already browsed some in the previous cities and everywhere, here too, there was little to nothing on AoT. Only a handful of 2nd hand, 2nd rate keychains/badges featuring none of my blorbos (sorry Jean, I love you, but not as much as to buy merch with your horseface on it). Still, I managed to find a tiny string bag from the Sanrio collabo and a couple gachas.

For those who don’t know, gachapon are coin-operated machines that dispense a plastic capsule with a surprise inside. Like a Kinder egg, minus the egg. Each gachapon has a picture showing the trinkets you can get in that machine: small character figurines from a given franchise, or a collection of figurines following a certain theme, or a certain character in various positions; keychains, stickers, totebags... anything and everything. And when I say everything, I mean everything. Japanese Rule 34: If it exists, there's a gachapon of it. The variety of themes and objects you can get from a gachapon is as overwhelming as the commercial streets of the country. Every tourist attraction has some related gachapon. In castles, there are gachas of samurai figures, tiny swords, or pins with emblems of Japan's feudal houses; near zoos, there are ones with animals. In commercial areas, there are entire gacha shops, some with several floors. Some of these shops include a container for recycling the empty plastic capsules, and all of them have a change machine, since gachapon only accept ¥100 coins. The price for gachas usually range from ¥200 to ¥500, with a majority at ¥300-¥400, although there are some "premium" ones up to ¥1000. All good, but I'm not willing to pay so much for a surprise.

⬆️ English subs available!

In this regard, gachas are not alone: buying surprises seems to be something very deeply ingrained and popular in Japan. Many brands sell surprise products. You buy a little box, an acrylic figure, a little doll, but you don't know which model out of the available ones you'll get. In several shops there are products that aren’t for sale; they're tombola prizes. You buy a number at the counter, you get one of those items. While, as Husband observed, we’re not privvy to the exchange rings generated by this business model, not so conceptually different from the stickers we collected as kids or Kinder Eggs themselves, the profusion of surprises really took me by surprise (no pun intended), both for its ubiquity and for the prices, which can exceed ¥1000, and you don't even get a chocolate egg to console yourself if, as it happened to me twice, you get stupid Eren.

For dinner, we did manage to go to an okonomiyaki place that had an AoT collaboration. Usually, collabo places aren’t particularly good places, food-wise. They offer a menu of dishes "inspired" by whatever franchise they’re featuring, and if you spend more than a certain amount, they give you a souvenir like a card or sticker, a surprise, of course. You also have the chance to buy exclusive merchandise made specially for that collaboration. Again, many of these items are surprises. In short, the food was decent, I got my photo with Levi’s cut-out, and got a little card of him, too.

22.12

After breakfast, we took the Shinkansen to Himeji. The city's 17th-century castle, which has remained intact until today, is a UNESCO World Heritage site. Himeji Castle was defensive; it's not a palace, although it may look like one from the outside. Still, it's fabulous to see what a castle was like during that time in Japan (the defensive systems are very similar to European ones. As someone who hates the cold, I was pleasantly surprised by the arrow slits with replaceable covers). It's also mindblowing that this megastructure, mainly made of wood and adobe, is still standing after three centuries.

A few years ago, for maintenance, they dismantled it... and reassembled it entirely… with the same 300 y.o. pieces. The two main columns are two logs almost a meter in diameter and 25 metres long, going from the basement to the 5th floor. The views from the top are beautiful. The visit included a stroll through the neighbouring Japanese gardens. Here, there's a very cute restaurant with views over one of the many ponds in the gardens, which, oh joy, had very reasonable prices, so being already noon, we had lunch there. We returned to Osaka, and after coffee we decided to go our separate ways so each could shop to their heart’s content until dinner. I checked a few merch shops for AoT stuff, no luck.

⬆️ This comic book shop had a lot of dedicated doodles. I looked all over twice and Yams wasn't there, but I did find some other familiar faces.

We’d planned to meet in Shinsekai, but Husband got there first and said it was pretty dead, so we met in Namba and went to Dotonbori for dinner. We had takoyaki and kushikatsu, a local specialty consisting of breaded and fried skewers. I also ordered a beef cartilage stew, it was delicious and, funnily, it sort of tasted like fricandó, one of my favourite typical Catalan dishes back home.

23.12

We woke up early to catch the Shinkansen back to Tokyo. We left our luggage at the hotel (the same one as on arrival), and here I had a great disappointment because we planned to have a mid-morning snack at a nearby place, Hekkelun, which has been selling flan since the sixties. I don't know if I saw the schedule wrong on Google or if they changed it in the ten days we were touring the rest of Japan, but it was closed on the weekend. It made me very angry because I was really looking forward to it and, had I known, we would obviously have gone in the first Tokyo cour. I needed to cheer myself up, so after a tea in front of Shinbashi station, we passed by the NTV building, where there’s a beautiful clock designed by Hayao Miyazaki.

We arrived just in time to see the movement at 12, which was, of course, super cute. We then went to the Hama-Rikyu park. It used to be the shogun's gardens and includes things like ancient tea rooms; a seawater pond, as it’s next to the bay; and duck-hunting ponds, an activity which seems to have been very popular back in the day. Using real trained ducks as bait, they led the birds to narrow corners of the pond with camouflaged huts on both sides from where they hunted them. We returned to Shinbashi for lunch and stumbled upon an inconspicuous sushi place in the basement of the station, where we ate amazing susi for almost half of what takeaway costs here. We decided to go our separate ways like in Osaka, to cover more ground. I checkedd a couple of cute stationery shops I’d bookmarked and went all the way to Shibuya to check the Attack on Titan pop-up shop (it opened on the 22nd, so it wasn't there in the first part).

⬆️(Sorry for the awful audio, I was trying to be discrete)

Finally! I got decent merchandise (plus surprise cards for spending a lot my purchase).

There was supposed to be a collabo café nearby, but I had enough “surprises” and Shibuya was horribly crowded. I would’ve expected that a weekday at 6pm, not a Saturday at 4. I met Husband in Akihabara, where we looked at some merch stores (found nothing), had something at a cat cafe (pretty shitty, but the cats were cute), and had dinner at a nearby place.

⬆️ All my Levi stuff was in that blue bag, kitty knew what he was doing!

24.12

We both woke up ridiculously early, so we had breakfast at McDonald's (the only thing open at 6 am where you could sit) and went to Meiji Jingu. It's a Shinto shrine in Harajuku where Emperor Meiji and his wife, Empress Shoken, are enshrined as deities. Emperor Meiji opened Japan to the world in the mid-19th century, ending two and a half centuries of isolation during the Edo era. It’s beautiful, well-maintained and free. There is a small fee for the gardens, that we also visited. These were the emperor's gardens; there's a closed tea house from where the empress would gaze at the lake, with a small pier for fishing. There's also a lily field (barren since it was the middle of winter ofc) with a gazebo to contemplate the blossoming. This field was planted in what was once a rice paddy, where the children of noblefolk were made to work in ancient times to understand the labour than went into rice cultivation and appreciate the food they had.

From there, we went to the ukiyo-e museum a couple of blocks away. It was small but very interesting, with lots of insight into this technique, the one from Hokusai’s famous "The Great Wave off Kanagawa". We ate at a nearby place, Kyushu Jangara: the ramen was excellent, with its tonkotsu broth, soft-boiled egg, and the comforting feeling that a proper bowl of soup brings on a cold winter noon. We took a stroll through Harajuku; it was so full it was a challenge to walk through the pedestrian street. We then walked down the main avenue, full of fancy brands, to Omotesando Station, where we took the metro to Tokyo Station. Here is Character Street, a gallery of character shops. I’d heard it was expensive, it wasn’t so good, yada yada yada… well, here I did get more AoT stuff, including Sanrio items.

⬆️ There was probably more Aot stuff here than in all of the other shops I checked.

I stopped by the hotel to drop off the purchases, and we met at the KFC in Shinbashi to buy our "Japanese Christmas Eve dinner." The tradition, born from a 1970s advertisement, is to have KFC for dinner on this day. Despite what the decorations might suggest, Christmas is not celebrated here. They’re just into it for the aesthetics.

It was our last night in Japan, but not our last adventure! Around 11pm, right before getting into bed, we got an email saying our flight was canceled. Wham!

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Needless to say, we slept like shit, and at six, we were already awake. Husband chatted with Lufthansa, and they rebooked us on a flight two hours earlier than the original one, so we got dressed and rushed to the airport. Every cloud has a silver lining, though, and I was thrilled when we got to ride on the LTS monorail! See you, Japan!

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Added in the vanishing intro colour for each day.

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#4

Quick question, Coco’s noise in A New Day are referred to as Dissonance Noise in the EN Localization. What are they referred to as in Japanese? (Do A New Day and NEO share the same terminology for dissonance in JP?)

Thanks for the ask! They share the same or similar enough meaning but the words for Dissonance are different.

Coco's Noise are called ディゾナンスノイズ, "dizonansu noizu", spelt using katakana, using the English word for "dissonance".

ディソナンス グリズ Dissonance Grizz(ly)

The hint book you get also calls them Dissonance Noise using katakana as well.

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33 notes - Posted January 31, 2022

#3

@cardhoarder asked:

In the original twewy, what is the original Japanese for the prince's 'F this' blog? The joke makes sense in English but I don't think it works in Japanese in the same way.

Thanks for the ask! Let's take a look.

Blog Name

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44 notes - Posted February 8, 2022

#2

NTWEWY: Censoring of God

No this isn't a huge story or plot element that got censored, but it might be worth noting there are two places where the word God in Japanese has been removed in English. One case might be lore related but it depends on how you want to view it.

There will be minor spoilers for 100% completion, if that concerns you, and will be looking at one English subbed line from the anime!

Master Post of EN/JP Comparisons

Uber Pins

In TWEWY these are like the Angel/Reaper where you were limited to how many you could equip. These ranks are called the same in EN and JP.

In NEO, we got Uber Pins. "Super" Pins.

Kinda odd. Wasn't certain if these were on the same level as Angel/Reaper pins in TWEWY but I supposed in EN if they wanted to combine the Angel/Reaper class, this would be ok.

Well in Japanese they're 神クラスバッジ . "God Class (Badges) Pins"

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47 notes - Posted January 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Found a TWEWY uquiz with NEO characters! (End of game NEO spoilers for character results!!)

60 notes - Posted January 19, 2022

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Toyota Urban Cruiser Review.

By Emmanuel Omeri.

When you say you drive a Toyota, certain aspects like peace of mind, reliability, and good resale value come as a no brainer. The same can be said about the Urban Cruiser. It is not as expensive as other Toyota SUVs. In the subcompact SUV segment, the Urban Cruiser comes as an underdog. It is unlikely to be the first choice, but should be a considered option.

Offered with the Toyota Urban Cruiser is a single-engine option – a 1.5-litre naturally-aspirated K-Series four-cylinder petrol engine. It makes 103bhp of power at 6,000rpm and can be had either with a five-speed manual or a four-speed automatic transmission. The one you see in the picture is the latter. This new engine also does duties on quite a few vehicles released currently and has proven to be not only refined but also quite fun to drive. It’s silent on the idle with no vibrations whatsoever to a point that you’d need to double-check whether or not the engine is on.

Although set on a firmer side, the ride on the Urban Cruiser is far from being uncomfortable. It manages to absorb small irregularities and bad roads with so much ease. At slow speeds, you might feel harsh bumps and sharp potholes on the inside. But go faster and the ride does improve considerably, taking in bumps with more composure. It rides on 215/60 section tyres which further help achieve its comfortable ride quality. Thanks to its 198mm ground clearance, you won’t have to think twice before taking on those massive speed bumps or taking it out where roads cease to exist.

Stepping nside the Urban Cruiser, it has a familiar air to it. There is an all-black cabin that is welcoming and straightforward with so much functionality. There are hard plastics used all around with only a single silver insert over the glovebox and a piano-black surround on the centre console breaking the monotony. You sit upright on well-cushioned and supportive seats with good visibility all around. That combined with good ergonomics help the Urban Cruiser become very easy to drive. Behind the steering wheel sits a twin square-pod instrument cluster. But the infortainment screen at the centre looks old and outdated, especially when rivals are offering all-digital clusters these days.

Now to address the elephant in the room, the Toyota Urban Cruiser is a rebadged Suzuki Vitara. I expected some more cosmetic changes to set the Toyota apart from the car it is based on but the Japanese manufacturer seems contented with just a tweaked grille. Apart from that, everything else has remained unchanged. Wearing a Toyota badge definitely has its benefits; higher warranty (100,000 km compared to the Vitara's 40,000km), better after-sales and reliability and an overall hassle-free ownership experience. On the downside, unlike some of its rivals, there’s no option for a diesel engine. Also, it has maintaimed the old torque converter system when most of its competition has switched to new and efficient technology.

As mentioned above, the Urban Cruiser is not likely to be the first choice for someone looking to buy a sub-compact SUV since competition is really stiff with well-established local car dealerships like Ford, Mahindra XUV300, and new capable rivals like Kia Sonata, Nissan Qashqai, Renault Kiger and many more on the way. But the merits of the Urban Cruiser win over its shortcomings and that definitely should not be overlooked.

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(NSFW) Shinguuji Korekiyo with a sub boyfriend headcanons

i am so OH MY GOD i almost said "i am so excited for monday" and I realized it's sunday night adbhewdkjh holy shit holy shit i am getting my A badges today on IDV woot woot let's go girls

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❤ His preference is giving rather than receiving - he wants to service you and make everything the most pleasurable for you. He doesn't often give commands nor make you do anything in a sadomasochistic way.

❤ ^ This also means his pacing is naturally steady when he fucks you. He focuses more on the rock of his hips then the speed at which he goes (a more grinding motion feels better on his [lack of] muscles anyway).

❤ He likes pressing you into the mattress face down. He just finds such a thrill into seeing you so void of movement as well as accessibility.

❤ He just likes it when you bend down in general. Even in a non sexual way - he is going to stare. He is going to stare very obviously.

❤ He likes teasing you!!! If you want to give him a command and ask of him for something (touch me here, go harder, go faster, kiss me) you're going to need to give him a little motivation or else he will hardly listen. You asking him of something reveals how desperate you are for it and he's going to play on this.

❤ Gobbles up all your cum. Om nom nom nom.

❤ He is a dick sucker, be warned. Sucks the life out of you.

❤ ^ Ball sucker, too, and not even playfully.

❤ He talks a lot during sex and he's very wordy - full sentences describing his pleasure. Full sentences telling you how good you are and how brilliantly you take him.

❤ ^ Your ears will not get enough.

❤ He really likes it when you moan his first and last name. Full government name fs.

❤ Just a bit does he like to do things in public. He loves the idea and will have no issue acting it out roleplay-wise but for real? He gets real anxious about doing it actually - he doesn't get anxious at the idea of being caught but more being disrespectful towards Japanese culture.

❤ There's a blanket consent that the two of you have.

❤ It is very very very easy to get him high off of pleasure - especially in the situation where you give him full consent to use your body as he wants.

❤ Dominant Shinguuji will have the best time while you are detained - where he can tease you and touch you all over.

❤ Has like a whole collection of different types of lube probably lmfao.

❤ ^ You need different types of lube depending on what you're doing anyway.

❤ ^ Prostate stimulating gel ohsjfhsjkfdnwds.

❤ Will get you drunk on pleasure if he so intends. I'd say it depends on how good you are - if you're being complacent or not.

❤ He likes to jerk you off as he's fucking you. What's the term? Multitasking?

❤ Aftercare wise, he is incredibly gentle and considerate. Out of any DR character he knows the specifics surrounding BDSM relationships and all the things that need to be done to keep it healthy and a mutuality.

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han | myg

When yangban member Oh Jook Hee is found dead, Min Yoon Gi, an officer of the Royal Bureau of Investigation is sent to Hangseon to solve it. In order to do so, he needs the help of Oh's former mistress, an outcast prostitute living in a hanok in the outskirts of the city.

However, it might not be easy to get her to help, and Yoon Gi will need to find other means while he tries to fight an odd urge.

Word count: 8k

Warnings: sex work, mentions of murder, blood, murder.

# police officer!Yoongi, sex worker!reader, sub!yoongi, dom!reader, slowburn, blood Kink, murder Kink? idk these bitches are horny for murder thats for sure, masturbation, unprotected vaginal sex.

Han. In Korean, the collective feeling of sadness and oppression, ascribed to the nation’s extensive history of attacks and invasions from other countries.

A badge of suffering tempered by a sense of resiliency.

The entirety of the hanok is silent this morning. Yoon Gi enters the room and bows to his superior. He is still wearing his mourning clothes and will continue to do so for a while—Oh Joo Kee has died and respect must be shown to his memory.

“Min Yoon Gi-ssi, do sit down,” the man says.

Yoon Gi obliges at once, although without much rush. Once the men are facing each other and the tea has been served, the servant leaves the room and closes the door behind her.

“Oh Joo Kee is dead.”

Yoon Gi nods to show that he already knows.

It is a tragedy. The deceased was the only son of Oh Joo Sa, whose family had not passed the civil service exams for the past two generations and had no known descendants. The family will lose its status and privileges.

It is truly a tragedy.

“His Majesty believes that it is not a coincidence. Oh Joo Sa-ssi’s lands in Jinju were targeted by the peasant revolts almost a decade ago. If the Oh family loses its yangban status, the situation could destabilise again… I don’t think it’s a coincidence either. The Japanese might be behind it.”

“Do we know of any possible perpetrator?” Yoon Gi asks.

His superior nods. “A handful of them, but they all have alibis. I’m afraid this is a premeditated murder, and thus, a great deal bigger than what we think.”

He continues to explain the situation, but Yoon Gi cannot help to wonder whether he is saying the truth—no one liked Oh Joo Kee. He was selfish, lustful, violent, and reckless. A futile lord of his lands, a worthless master of his servants. Perhaps it is in the death of the ruthless where God lives.

There is a bunch of papers and pictures, two quick drawings, and documents about the Oh family’s economic decline. The fresh face of a woman catches his eye.

“That is Y/N-ssi, Oh Joo Kee’s former mistress,” his superior says. “She lives in Han Seong, but one of the family’s slaves claims to have seen her five days ago in the house, a business meeting. She is, however, one of the suspects with an alibi. Y/N shall surely be helpful to the investigation, if not a key part. She knows more than she pretends to. However… hers is the weakest story. You might want to take a deeper look into it.”

The journey to Han Seong barely takes him two days.

Once he crosses the wall, the city receives him as always: low, spacious, and clean. Yoon Gi then spots a group of tiger hunters and asks them to show him your address. He takes the electric trolley across town. When he arrives, it takes him a few seconds to gather the will to knock on your door.

Your house is certainly not what he expected. Harlots and prostitutes do not tend to live in luxury after they are abandoned by their protectors. You, on the contrary, live in a magnificent hanok.

Amidst all that debauchery, however, there is only solitude. There is no vivid hustle nor the common grind of such big houses. It looks like an abandoned place, once alive but no longer so. The gardens are ashier than green.

A cold, dry wind blows through his chest and Yoon Gi finally dares to walk towards the gate.

It takes quite a long time before someone opens the door. “Good day. I’m here to see Y/N-ssi,” he says. “I come from the Royal Bureau of Investigation.”

The servant nods, grimacing, and tells him to wait as she informs her mistress.

Yoon Gi is lead to a sitting-room. Another servant, a much younger girl, serves him some tea and says that you will be downstairs soon.

You walk into the room and he, at last, has the chance to see you in person—loose hair, wearing a silk robe, à la japonaise, which covers with indifference fortuitous part of your body. You might look dishevelled, but he does not know the level of decency that is to be expected from a woman who was willing to sleep with a man like Oh Joo Kee for money.

“Min Yoon Gi-ssi,” you purr, “I do not know if I am delighted to have you in my house. Do tell me, business or pleasure?”

“Business, most certainly,” he rushes to clarify, although he is not sure if there is really a difference between those two things for your clients. For you, there most certainly is.

You shrug your shoulders in dismissal, lamenting the dull nature of his visit. Not all men have such handsome, small features. Sitting in front of him, you take the teapot and pour the tea, waiting for him to continue.

“You surely know, madam, that Oh Joo Kee is dead.”

“Dreadful news.” Your face shows a most unconcerned grimace as you hand him his cup. “I hope his family can recover from so awful a thing…”

“He had no family left—his father decided to leave this world, and he was not married. Only his mother is left to mourn him, but not as yangban. They might lose their status.”

A girlish, sweet giggle escapes from your lips. It is almost cruel, the spite in your voice, rejoicing in a dead man’s miserable loneliness. Were Yoon Gi a man of society who cared about any of that, he would have most certainly frowned at you.

But he doesn’t. Instead, he purses his lips to stifle a smile just as pitiless.

“Do not think me merciless, Yoon Gi-ssi, it’s a grimace of happiness. No clan, no bounds, no responsibilities… That is nothing but freedom.”

Even if Yoon Gi knows what you are trying to do, he cannot help but fall into your trap. He observes the way the soft flesh of your cleavage, which teases him with the imaginary vision of your breasts, moulds around at the slow motion of your arm rising to rest on the table. He knows you are putting him to the test, and he is failing resoundingly.

Yoon Gi wets his lips before coming back to his senses. “That is an uncommon mindset, Y/N-ssi. And a bit unpatriotic—he, who does not love and respect his lineage, cannot love and respect his nation,” he recites, recalling his formation as an officer.

“Good thing I’m not a ‘he’.”

She has a point, he thinks with a laugh.

“I am a woman with no father and no husband to shame with my actions,” you mutter then. Your tea rests, cold and neglected, on the table. “To some, that means that I do not exist. To me, that means that I am utterly and endlessly free. Can you not see it, Min Yoon Gi-ssi? I am an outcast. I live in the outskirts of Han Seong. I refuse to become the second wife or the concubine of a pig who will get rid of me at the first sight of a wrinkle, and I am far too lazy to make them fall in love with me. I do not play along with their game.”

Yoon Gi remains silent, looking at you in the eye. Something in them is tantalising, something sparkling and glowing. Whether or not you are doing it on purpose, he does not know. It does not matter, either way.

“I am afraid I have no more free time to spare with you, Min Yoon Gi. If you have any other questions, then my pockets feel too empty.”

Sighing, he rummages in his vest and hands you a small bag, the clinking sound promising a good amount of money. You take your time to make sure it is a decent payment, even if it surely is not as much as you usually get paid for your services—you might as well charge him less than usual since you technically will not have to work, unfortunately.

“I guess this will do” —you arch your eyebrows mockingly— “for now.”

It feels humiliating, even if Yoon Gi has not paid you to have sexual intercourse. It feels humiliating because you are completely aware of your part of the business, and he does not have the upper hand. Because you do not seem to perceive this as your punishment as a poor woman from the outskirts of Han Seong shoved into indecency. No feelings attached to anything that is not power, money, or information.

you are, after all, not so different from his superiors.

“Oh Joo Kee was smothered to death in his bed four days ago, the day after you visited him to his hanok. I understand, however, that you stopped being his mistress eight years ago.”

“Does the Bureau think I killed him?” you ask in awe.

“The bureau suspects that it was you,” Yoon Gi rushes to reply, rummaging through the papers. “We have a bunch of other suspects, actually. They all have an alibi, including you. There is evidence that you left for Han Seong that same night. All I want to know is if he had any quarrels, if any of his servants or slaves despised him… enough so as to kill him.”

You frown. “I have the train ticket if you need any evidence that I came back before the murder.”

“I would like to see it.”

He stares at you as you send for your servant, wondering how can you afford a house this big and three servants if you are an outcast. You must have some wealthy patrons, then, or quite the business. You tell him something about how much you depend on the girl, how she always remembers where you put your things while you completely forget about it.

“Don’t leave, I need you to put it back later,” you tell her.

As the servant girl awaits, standing awkwardly in the room, Yoon Gi inspects the ticket. It seems legit, and the dates match. The punching is correct, too. There is nothing that could make him think you are not telling the truth.

“Thank you, that is all,” he says, handing it back to the girl.

Now that he looks more thoroughly, she looks rather familiar. There is something in the shape of her eyes, in the curve of her lips, in her pouting, defiant grimace that makes him think that he has seen her before.

“Jang Geum,” you call almost in a growl, “I will see him off. Put it back where it was and go to bed.”

He has noticed your overprotecting tone, too, so he rips his gaze away from the servant and follows you down the corridor.

Yoon Gi arrives at the inn he has booked after taking the trolley from your hanok. The bed is uncomfortable and stiff, it does not adapt to his back, crashing it against the mattress. The sleeplessness is, however, quite lightening: it makes him think the entire night.

Out of all the alibies, yours is the weakest. He has looked and checked the list of suspects, trying to find any name that might raise his suspicions, or whose story doesn’t quite fit, but yours is the only one that catches his eye. Besides, if it wasn’t so, why would his superior tell him that you were important in the investigation?

Your joy at the news of his death doesn’t help, either.

A glimpse of your chest sneaks into his mind, heating his cheeks and sending odd shivers to his lower stomach. Even if he knows it has been your plan all along to take over his thoughts so he could not perform his investigation successfully, Yoon Gi still tries to toss you off his mind. However, you always come back—as a seductive smirk, as two mounts of soft flesh, or as a pair of dark, intense eyes lingering on his memory.

His hand is reluctant when it goes down to reach for his hardening member.

Damn it, you are good. You’re fucking good, and unstoppable, too. Yoon Gi has definitely failed your test.

He has to suppress a groan when the tip of his thumb strokes his tip. It feels hot and is sensitive to the touch, even if it’s only him. Yoon Gi tries to picture how it would be like if it were your hand and not his, if those were your fingers around his throbbing dick, your eyes looking down at him with a mocking smile, your eyebrows arched.

Picturing your chest, picturing your thighs, soft and melting and warm over his chilly skin. He wants to take one of your nipples into his mouth as you take a hold on his hair, pulling as hard as you want. He wants to sneak between your legs and kiss your inner thighs, wondering whether you would hug his head with them.

The motion of his fist is frantic now, uncontrolled. His palm is, perhaps, a bit too dry, but the pre-cum gliding down his length it’s enough not to make it painful in a bad way.

“Fuck—”

He really can’t get rid of your imaginary presence next to him. You are cooing him, telling him when to speed up and when to slow down. Yoon Gi can hear you call his tip ‘a pretty shade of angry red’. Your hand soon covers his and takes over the motion, making him jerk his arm with slower but sharper movements.

Just like that, Yoon Gi-ssi, you purr in his mind. You’re doing so well… I can’t wait to have you inside of me. Just the thought of being welcomed between your thighs sends a wave of pleasure to his dick, making him whimper.

“Please,” he cries, “don’t— don’t tease.”

He’s reaching his high, hips rising from the mattress, heels kicking the bedding desperately. Your eyes remain in front of him, eyeing him with desire. You want to see him burst; he knows it. You want to see him break apart, crumble at the pleasure until he is a mass melting into your soft skin with no wish other than to stay with you forever.

A rush of spit stains his chin, he knows he looks dishevelled and pathetic, dick in hand and almost ejaculating at the thought of your ministrations.

Yoon Gi palms his balls as a finishing touch.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck— fuck, please, please,” he mumbles to himself, eyes tightly closed.

It’s messy and sticky and nasty, his cum spurting all over him as he arches his back in pure pleasure, covering his mouth to stifle any possible loud moan. There is cum on his belly, all over his clothed thighs, covering his fingers. You would be laughing at him if you could see him like this, and his cock throbs at the thought. Pathetic.

After cleaning himself a little, Yoon Gi gets up and goes outside to light up a cigarette. As the smoke escapes his lips and rises to the darkened sky, he crouches on the floor, thoughtful.

Now that he feels dirty, you don’t seem to be pestering his mind anymore. His brain has decided that it is too embarrassing and is finally on his side. With his head clear, Yoon Gi tries to recollect everything he’s found out about the case.

Yoon Gi then remembers your maid.

I wouldn’t even know where is my head without her. She always remembers this sort of things, you know. I would be lost without her.

It is normal to assume that you would take your servant with you whenever to travelled, including during your business visit to Oh’s house. Two people mean two tickets, and therefore there is one missing. Your ticket might have actually been your maid’s.

His letter to his superior is delivered the next day at seven in the morning, containing a detailed narrative of his suspicions. Once Yoon Gi is ready, he takes the trolley again to your house.

This time there is a cat napping close to the door. Your servant, Jang Geum, is trying to pet him, but the animal doesn’t seem willing to play along with her. She winces at his hiss and steps back when Yoon Gi is walking into the garden.

“I would like to see Y/N-ssi.”

The girl nods and goes back in, shyly gesturing him to follow her. After she asks him to wait in the entrance hall and walks out into the back garden, Yoon Gi can hear her voice informing you about his sudden presence. You mutter something and soon the maid is telling him to come in.

“Did I hit the jackpot, Yoon Gi-ssi, and you are coming finally for pleasure?” you ask him as soon as he walks in.

“I’m afraid not. Would you take me to somewhere private? I must ask you a few questions.”

“About the murder, I suppose,” you retort.

He nods quietly and follows you to the sitting-room where you talked yesterday.

Despite your efforts to seem chirpy and sharp, you clearly look different. You’re acting different, in fact, and Yoon Gi wants to know why—what happened last night that is getting you deeply concerned and incredibly hesitant.

“I know that your visit to Oh’s hanok was on business,” he mumbles, flashing through the papers he’s brought. “What exactly is that business about? I assume it is big enough to provide you with such a property.”

“Trade. I needed him to lend me a hand exporting silk to China.”

Yoon Gi nods again, slower this time. That matches what his informer wrote in the report. He then looks up from the document and locks his eyes with yours, feeling a sudden knot in his throat. The memory of last night, your imaginary hand taking over his to touch him, comes to his head with the strength of a thunder, and he tries to shut his eyes as if that would take away the sweet image.

“Trade?” Yoon Gi repeats to himself. “I wasn’t expecting that. I rather picture you as a political creature than a trader. With the Chinese.”

You can’t help the snort that comes out of your lips. “Politics are not ruled by facts and laws, you see,” you tell him. “They are all about men’s fragility. Of men whose mothers did not want them, or whose confessions were rejected out of hand, or who could never excel at what they liked best. Fragile men, I say. One single suspicion of being dethroned and you’ll have the wisest king maddening and setting his own country on fire. If I can't have you, nobody else will. Please, let me have you. Men of power are the only creatures in this world who, in their pathos, deserve no mercy.”

He doesn’t reply to your comment—if he does, it might linger on his mind forever and make everything in his life crumble down. Instead, he resolves to aim directly at the reason he came to your house.

“And you took your servant with you, of course.” That’s it. Yoon Gi notices the way your brow twitches, your shoulders spiking out as you get on guard like a fucking tiger. “May I see her train ticket?”

“I threw it away.”

You know that you’ve replied too fast. Frustrated because of the stupid slip, you purse your lips and breathe through your nose.

“You… threw it away?” Yoon Gi repeats, almost astonished at your blatant lie. Do you think he’s stupid?

“Exactly.”

It’s not clear whether you’re answering the question from his lips or the one from his mind.

“But you didn’t throw away your ticket. Why wouldn’t you? Surely you couldn’t have known that you would need it to claim an alibi.”

“What a gruesome coincidence,” you say with a blank face.

Yoon Gi decides that it’s time to come back to Gongju, so he rises from his seat to bid farewell. There’s a lot he needs to think about. “You will be hearing from me, Y/N-ssi. Good morning, and sorry to disturb your rest.”

It’s not odd that you don’t bother to see him off this time.

He arrives at his office a few days and a sleepless night later—you’re still pestering his dreams whenever he dares, stupidly, to close his eyes.

“I read your letter.” Yoon Gi sits down in front of him in silence; there’s something in the air he doesn’t like a bit. “I’m thinking of ordering her arrest. If we do, we should do it as soon as possible.

“It’s just a suspicion.”

“Home custody should work for now,” continues the superior, ignoring what he hears.

“I have no evidence,” insists Yoon Gi. He presses his lips together, trying to think, trying to come up with something, anything. Even if you might have done it, he doesn’t want anyone innocent to die. “I will do it. I kill keep custody of her in Han Seong until the detention.”

A shared laughter echoes through the room. His colleagues are looking at each other, laughing with their shoulders.

“Don’t be too rough with the whore,” one says, still laughing.

“She must be used to it.”

Suddenly, Yoon Gi finds himself entangled in your words. Politics are not ruled by facts; they are all about men’s fragility. A sense of hatred washes ragefully over his body, like a furious wave crashing against a rock to which he is tied. His fists tremble. The men are still laughing at the comment while some wonder out loud about the prices of your services.

“This might be our chance to get rid of that parasitic whore for good. Don’t mess up, Yoon Gi-ssi.”

They are not afraid, he senses. They know you have most probably killed a man and think they still are in the position to joke about it with superiority. Pathetic. It’s fucking pathetic. His body twists as he stands on the ground.

Yoon Gi feels powerless, and the desire to explode into flames is consuming him, it’s devouring his consciousness.

His superior calls for his attention again, and Yoon Gi’s guts writhe again. “You should leave as soon as possible, then. Y/N might try to escape and succeed.”

The best thing to do right now is to switch off his thoughts.

You don’t seem at all surprised when he comes back to your house a few days later. Welcoming and easy in manners, there must be something wrong. You must be up to something, he thinks as he walks into the house.

“I know why you’re here.”

That’s all you say about the investigation during that evening.

The rest of your conversation is an intense sharing of sultry looks and flirty comments. Yoon Gi doesn’t know whether you’re trying to seduce your way off the custody or really do want to fuck him dry on the sitting-room table.

“Tell me when you are sleepy and I’ll show you to your room,” you say after a while.

“I can’t,” Yoon Gi rushes to say. “I have to stay with you; here, in your chamber, in the garden—wherever you go. I can’t leave you alone.”

“You can’t?” That damned robe again, it’s barely covering your nipples. The mounts of your breasts tease him with the presumption of what they would look like. His eyes travel instantly to your lips, and then your hands. The tips of your fingers seem soft, they’d be soft with him. Or perhaps not. “Or rather you don’t want to. I don’t want you to leave me alone either, Min Yoon Gi-ssi.”

“Don’t try to beguile me,” he grunts, voice dry.

“I will not escape, and I am not trying to beguile you. I’m innocent” —you chuckle— “in the legal sense of the word.”

You then get closer to him, and his kneecap almost jumps when he feels your skin on his. He’s behaving like a virgin boy, he knows it. It’s pathetic, ridiculous. But you manage, somehow, to always sneak into his mind, to pull his strings and drive him insane, to become part of his heart and body and brain and even his fingertips.

And you fucking know.

“Yoon Gi-ssi,” you whisper.

He notices now that your lips are closer than ever, hovering over his like a teasing shadow. They itch, dying to kiss you. Yoon Gi can’t help it, his hands cupping your face to finally put his mouth on yours.

The kiss his wet, aggressive, skin rubbing against skin as their hands seem too hungry to stay at one place at a time. You groan into his lips—they taste like brine, like spilt tears. As you raise your thighs to straddle his lap, he helps you and tries to find a good stance against the table for balance.

“You’re so hard, and I’ve barely even kissed you, doll,” you mutter, lips travelling to his jaw now and peppering kisses and small bites.

You’ve done more than that, but he’s not gonna tell you about that: the imaginary picture of your soft thighs, warm against his imaginary chilly skin, flashes in his mind as his imaginary eyes look up, up, to your imaginary wet cunt.

Yoon Gi wets his lips in the real world. “Please sit on my face.”

As he lays his head on the floor, you straddle his neck this time, rushing to pull up the silk skirt you’re wearing. He’s looking up at you, the tip of his tongue peeking out of his pink lips, completely ready to please you, until he feels the warmth between your legs hovering over him—now that’s everything he can think about.

The first stroke of his tongue is weak, probing into you almost teasingly. You get a hold of his hair to let him know you won’t put up with any of that, and his clothed dick twitches at the thought.

“You’re good at this…”

Yoon Gi is now softly kissing your lips, caressing your clit with the tip of his nose. The feeling is there, but at the same time it’s not. You buck your hips into his mouth, perhaps too abruptly, you notice, as he grabs your thighs at your onslaught. But he doesn’t seem to dislike it: his eyes are teary and watery, looking up at you almost with adoration.

Feeling greedy, you undo the upper part of your garment and loosen the front so you can free your breasts and play with your nipples.

“You’re getting wetter,” he mutters, amazed. Your legs are trembling over him. “Are you close?”

“Yes.”

His tongue is now attacking your clit on full mast. Yoon Gi keeps licking and kissing, grunting, stroking it until you pull his hair in a warning. Barely a few seconds later, you’re coming all over his face with a blasphemy on your mouth and your eyes shut tightly.

He helps you ride out your climax before it becomes too much.

Something hard bumps into your core when you sit on Yoon Gi’s lap. You see him wince—he must be desperate to cum himself, but there’s hesitation in his eyes.

“May I?” you ask, eyeing his erection.

He nods eagerly, swallowing up a pleading ‘please’. Being drifted away by his attraction to you is enough humiliation for one day.

With the same ease with which you loosen your collar, you remove the ties of his trousers and lower them just to his knees, just enough to be able to watch his dick bounce against his belly. The tip is angry red, almost palpitating, wet with precum. Not big but shaped elegantly.

“I’m sure you’ve already pictured me taking your dirty cock with my hands,” you growl to his ear before biting into his lobe. As Yoon Gi puts all of his attention in your mockery, he doesn’t expect the sudden contact of your soft hand with his dick. “Tell me, have you?” He nods with a whimper. “Did you touch yourself? I’m sure you did.”

“I— I did, and I came, all over myself, like a— like a slut.”

Your teeth reach his lower neck and you kiss the reddening bite mark. “You surely are a slut.”

You start pumping your hand capriciously; sometimes the motion is quick, sometimes it’s too slow and Yoon Gi bucks his hips into your grip unconsciously. Your eyes watching him with such an intensity that he can’t avert his gaze from them. They’re tangling up in his mushy brain, threading into his thoughts, occupying his whole head with sultry whispers.

The fine line between dignity and pride doesn’t exist for him anymore.

As you withdraw your lips from his cleavage, Yoon Gi goes for your chest, ravishing your nipples like an animal. He’s got the same skilled tongue he used with your cunt, after all, so the pleasure is welcomed.

You’re afraid he might forget to respire, his heavy breathing making him grunt and whine, shoving him into a frenzy of pleasure while your hand moves faster.

“Fuck, f-fuck I’m close,” Yoon Gi cries. Every sound is muffled by his heart’s beating.

You know you have to make him cum, but Yoon Gi seems to enjoy this torture just as much as you do. His eyelids tremble with every ministration of your hand, his dick keeps oozing more precum. You can barely tell your skin apart from his. Your thumb goes instinctively to stroke his tip.

“Please!” he cries again. He’s twitching madly.

Cuddling him into your chest with your other arm, you use his back to thrust and rub his dick faster, harder. Yoon Gi is babbling nonsense at this point: praise, pleads, how good it feels.

“Are you going to cum, hm?” you coo.

He nods softly against your chest. “Yes! Yes, please— let me cum, please.”

You palm his balls a little. They feel hard and heavy on your hand, full, and sensitive, too, as Yoon Gi hisses the instant you touch them. The wet slapping sounds increase just as much as the pitch of his whimpers. His thighs tense under yours. I’m coming, I’m coming. Please don’t stop— so fucking good!

“Ah, ah! Right there!” he moans. “Yes!”

The white cum spurts against his belly, thankfully not reaching the fabric of his clothes. Yoon Gi hugs you tightly as the orgasm waves through him, mouth agape, eyes crossed and lost in the air. With the help of the bucking of his hips, you ride out his climax with your slowing hand.

Yoon Gi hasn’t come down from his high yet, so the tingling sensation of your lips against his windpipe appears on a distant realm of his head, him letting you know that he’s not knocked out just with a spasm of his neck. You keep peppering kisses all over his neck, tangling your fingers around his feeble arms.

“You did so good,” you mutter against his ear.

He notices too late that you have tied his hands to one of the legs of the heavy ebony table. With a push of your foot, you throw him to the floor, his back turning over the furniture and falling on it. Yoon Gi can’t get up, it’s too heavy.

“Don’t do this,” he grunts, letting his head fall.

With a deep, tired snort, you chuckle. “I’m sorry, I was having a good time with you. Perhaps when you are not trying to get me hanged, hm?”

You don’t wait for a reply. While he’s still recovering from his climax, you rush upstairs to take your things and fetch your maid. The girl is waiting for you in a small, recondite room of the house with a travel bag and a grimace of fright.

However, once you two arrive at the corridor again, Yoon Gi has already freed himself from your trap and is standing in front of you.

“We need to leave,” you say.

“You’re under arrest for the murder of Oh Joo Kee,” Yoon Gi replies, his face blank. “I have reinforcements on the way that will take you to face the death penalty for your crime.”

You can’t help the frown of pain and desperation painted on your countenance. “You have no evidence.”

“Your behaviour is enough evidence,” he retorts, “and your alibi doesn’t make sense anymore. Don’t try to make this any harder. Come with me without putting up any resistance and nothing will happen to the girl.”

But he still senses something unfair in the air. There is something truly unsettling that doesn’t quite fit or make sense, and he stares at you, trying to find out. Why would you take so much trouble for the servant? You’d have time to escape if it wasn’t because you went upstairs to get her. It all becomes too intriguing for him when you toss your bag to the floor and heads to the entrance.

You turn your head to him.

“Do you really want to know the truth, Yoon Gi-ssi? Even though it might haunt you?” He nods, his eyes not leaving yours. “I did not do it—I didn’t kill Oh Joo Kee.”

But the man stops you, grabbing your arm instinctively. There really is something that doesn’t make sense in this story.

“I would rather have my death as quick as possible,” you retort.

“Why, then?” Yoon Gi’s voice echoes through the corridor, a cry against the serenity of your countenance. “Why are you willing to pay for a crime you did not commit?”

But your facade falters for a second—and that is all he needs to understand that there is something else. There is a reason.

The sound of feet stomping down the stairs of the house finally sneaks into your heads. Jang Geum, your servant, falls to the floor in tears of desperation and grabs your legs, begging you with her shivering voice:

“Please! Do not go, please! I beg you, please! I beg you!”

“Jang Geum, stop,” you snarl at her.

The girl presses her wet cheeks against your, her grip tighter. “Please, Mother, don’t go!” she cries.

Yoon Gi does not exactly know what it is, but something snaps in his chest. The girl’s begging, your painful grimace, the reluctance in your voice. Mother. That girl is your daughter, and, from her apparent age, she must be Oh Joo Kee’s, too.

“Take me, Yoon Gi-ssi!” she is now talking to him. “Mother did nothing, I did! I killed him! I killed that bastard!”

You rush to roughly cover her mouth with your hands and a rageful wince, tears threatening to weep down your cheeks at any moment. You call her stupid, foolish, naïve, loud. Whatever it takes to keep her silent and non-existent for the officers outside the house. Jang Geum bites into your fingers and you pull your arm away, startled by the sudden pain.

“I killed him, Min Yoon Gi-ssi!” the girl repeats, now looking a little calmed. “I… I stayed in Han Seong for one more day and disguised as a servant to kill him. It was the right thing to do after I found out… who he was.”

“Your father.”

With a pitiful cry, you crouch down on the floor, covering your face. After he took your youth, your fresh beauty, your virtue, Jang Geum was the only thing he could not take away from you. You begin to shake your head, but no one has time to unravel your message as the knocks on the door are stronger.

You assume that the officers are getting impatient, so you push your daughter into one of the wardrobes and walk to the entrance. Yoon Gi stands in your way.

“Don’t try to be a hero, please,” you whisper, tired.

“The same goes for you.”

“I am not being a hero.” Your voice is soft but adamant, and he cringes in despair. “I am being a mother. Now please, step aside.”

“I can’t,” Yoon Gi says.

Before you can do anything, he rushes to the door, cracking it open without leaving room for you to be seen, and tells the officers that he is still looking for you. He then closes it and goes to the wardrobe to see the girl.

“How did you know?” he asks. “About your father. Who told you it was Oh Joo Kee? Was it Y/N?”

“It was a letter someone left in my room,” Jang Geum replies.

“Let me see it.”

The three of you go upstairs, and you have a knot in your throat. What letter? Whoever put it there, how did they come in? Who would be interested in making your daughter think that is father was actually Oh Joo Kee?

Jang Geum hands the paper to him with shivering hands.

Oddly enough, it is written in hangul, but the strokes are too hesitant for the author to be comfortable with anything other than hanja. It must be a man, then, and one with an upper education. He must have written in hangul to make sure that Jang Geum could read it.

Oh Joo Kee is your father. He ruined your mother and deserves justice. Kill him when your mother takes you to his house and I will take care of the rest. Do not tell to Y/N-ssi about this. I will take care of everything once you are done with your part.

A tempting message, indeed. Yoon Gi turns to you, but you look rather uneasy, not at all reassured now that you have found out how she knows about her father.

“What is it?” he asks, voice filled with worry.

“You stay here, Jang Geum. Don’t go downstairs under any circumstances.”

The girl nods as you close the door.

“It’s not true,” you say once you reach the corridor. “Whoever wrote this, they’re either wrong or lying. Oh Joo Kee is not her father. I took… care during the years I was her mistress.”

Yoon Gi takes a look through the window of the hanok, visibly anxious, before saying. “Leave. Grab the essential and take the train to a safe place without being recognised. I will stay here. I will tell the officers you knocked me out to escape.”

“You’re playing the hero now.”

“What about it?” he snarls back. “Do as I tell you, please. You and the kid—you will be fine.”

“I…” You press your lips together, hesitant. “There is a carriage coming to take us to somewhere safe, don’t worry. We’ll be fine, really… Will you be all right?”

Yoon Gi nods even if he knows you’ve noticed his uncertainty.

You decide that the courtyard is the safest escape. From there you can get to the train station and travel to the border with China, where you still have a house where you keep all the fabrics you trade with. Jang Geum will be completely safe in that house, and you trust the man who is going to take her there.

There’s something crushing your heart between its dark claws. Something eager and expectant, unsatisfied, craving more. Longing for something meaningful.

“Darling,” you tell Jang Geum, “you know what you have to do.”

You kiss your daughter on her forehead, hand her the bag, and turn around to come back to the corridor. The door to your sitting-room is open, so you come in—Yoon Gi looks at you in awe.

“She is safe, don’t worry,” you whisper. “I couldn’t leave you here.”

Yoon Gi frowns. “You don’t understand—”

The door suddenly cracks open, revealing the figure of Yoon Gi’s superior. He smirks when he sees you, probably too pleased with how things have evolved. He looks much older now, his face wrinkled into turpitude and corruption. A soft gag crawls up your throat.

“I would have never pictured you playing the hero, Y/N-ssi,” he says, circling the room towards you. “If you turn yourself in, nothing will happen to Jang Geum. She will be safe wherever she is now.”

“It’s not fair,” Yoon Gi suddenly groans. “Y/N-ssi did not commit Oh Joo Kee’s murder, and the real perpetrator was instigated. Neither of them is guilty.”

Han.

In Korean, the collective feeling of sadness and oppression, ascribed to the nation’s extensive history of attacks and invasions from other countries. Your heart shrinks in your chest, acid, bleeding. A badge of suffering tempered by a sense of resiliency. You want to put your hands around his neck and strangle him to death, you want to watch his eyes eventually darkening, light vanishing from them.

“This is an unfair world.”

A growl echoes through the room, but it is not yours. It is Yoon Gi’s, staring at him with something defiant glistening in his gaze. It feels empowering, seductive, dark. Indulgent in the worst way.

“She knows too much, Min Yoon Gi-ssi,” his superior continues. “Do you remember the assassination of our beloved Queen Min? She is the one who found out that Oh Joo Sa’s brother helped the Japanese. Our nation is in danger and she could be used as a source for information. It’s the right thing to do.”

“You wrote to Jang Geum,” you mutter.

Sadness and oppression. Attacks, invasions, a badge of suffering, a sense of resiliency. He, who does not love and respect his lineage, cannot love and respect his nation.

“You tried to frame your own daughter for murder. Your own blood.”

“I expected Yoon Gi-ssi to be less meticulous with the investigation,” he retorts, chuckling at his subordinate’s grimace of astonishment. “You would take the blame for her and be hanged. The empire would be safe. Here where you see her, Y/N-ssi was one of our best spies. We could not let her go and risk her greed driving her into the pants of the Japanese or the Russians, given how quickly she got into mine.”

“Shut your mouth,” Yoon Gi growls again, “you ungrateful pig.”

“Call me whatever you wish to, Min Yoon Gi-ssi, but remember—this is the moment to choose where your loyalty lies. Either in the arms of a slut or with your nation. Choose wisely. My men are already outside bordering the house.”

You let out the breath choking you and walk towards the window. You then break it with your shoulder, rising your arms to protect yourself. A dozen pieces of glass scatter around the floor.

“There’s no escape,” he insists, unaltered by the shattering noise.

Hearing nothing but your heartbeat in your ears, you pick up one of the sharp, big pieces of broken glass and watch it carefully. Your tongue peeks out to lick your lips, a thousand ideas running through your head.

Yoon Gi seems to read your unhinged thoughts, for he goes to his superior and, to his surprise, grabs his arms to put them behind his back and immobilize him.

“Let go of me, Min Yoon Gi! You owe me obedience in the king’s eyes! Let me go!”

But it’s to no avail—Yoon Gi is in some sort of rageful state that won’t let him put his arms away. As his superior writhes and squirms to get rid of him, you tighten your grip on the glass and slit his throat once, twice, three, four, five times, all with the same strength and wrath, clenching your jaw.

The warm blood oozes furiously from the wound, staining your hands and soon Yoon Gi’s too when his superior turns to him out of shock. Your clothes are a bloody mess, everywhere you touch ends up dyed red. The man eventually becomes still in his arms, now far from your world, and Yoon Gi lets him fall to the floor.

You’re both breathing heavily as you toss the glass to the dead body. Eyes locked, panting, rising chests, fabric soaked in blood. Victorious for a second.

Before Yoon Gi can say anything, you’re throwing yourself onto his lips, kissing and biting and devouring them with a sort of hunger you’ve never felt before. He groans against your mouth and hugs your waist to deepen the blood-flavoured kiss. Their chests feel light as a feather, their limbs tingling into an odd frenzy of sweet ecstasy.

“Sit on the floor,” you order.

He doesn’t hesitate a bit. You straddle his hips without breaking the kiss, too absorbed in his lips. He’s giggling, shoulders moving up and down.

“I can’t believe you’re actually hard.” His slaughter becomes a whimper when you rub your ass against his erection with a smirk. “You’re fucking insane, Min Yoon Gi.”

“You drive me insane,” he breathes against your ear.

You bite into his lobe. “I can drive you to some other things. Care to see, doll?” Yoon Gi nods instantly. “Take off your clothes,” you say, doing the same. You toss away the fabric somewhere and grab his chin, muttering, “I’m gonna put your dick inside my cunt—let us see where that takes you, all right?”

Yoon Gi breathes hard against your shoulder, expectant, and you grab his length to align it with your entrance.

“H-heaven.”

You hum, feeling the delicious stretch as he bottoms out. “What?”

“This is heaven,” Yoon Gi says again, now moaning. “Lord, I could die inside of you, Y/N. Kill me now, nothing is ever going to feel better, I’m never going to be more willing—f-fuck, you’re tight.”

You kiss again when your thighs begin to take on a quick pace. It’s building, your climax. You imagine his is not any different.

“You sound rather articulate for a man who’s got his cock shoved up a cunt,” you laugh, gasping.

The knot in your belly is close to unravelling, so rub your clit a few times, trying to find the perfect pace for your legs. Yoon Gi helps them and places his hands on your hips to help you raise and fall onto his dick. Your voice, which sounds far and not at all yours, tells him that you’re close. His tells you the same just as breathlessly.

Sinking your teeth in the soft flesh of his neck, you muffle a moan, climaxing around his length. The feeling of your cunt clenching around him is too much, Yoon Gi’s eyes have lost all sense of trail, they’re staring at the ceiling, or the dust specks floating in the air, or perhaps he is now seeing God once cum beings to spurt from his angry tip. Your hips are humping him relentlessly to milk him until his jizz is oozing from your entrance.

Yoon Gi looks so handsome, staring at you with glassy eyes that contrast so beautifully with the red blood smudged across his face, breathing heavily as his chest rises and falls.

You kiss him again, slowly this time, and take your time enjoying the puffiness of his lips. He reciprocates gladly, hugging your back before taking your face between his hands to deepen the embrace.

Both of you take your time also to grab, stroke, cherish, feel each other’s skin. Your sensitive nipples brush against his chest and you groan, teeth caressing his jaw. He hugs you tighter to press you against himself. The kiss is now a gesture of something.

Neither of you have ever felt so at peace with the world.

Don’t hesitate to like, reblog, and leave some feedback if you liked it! It’s always good and encouraging to know what you think <3

“HAN” is copyright ²⁰²⁰ Lola Bangtan, all rights reserved.

[weareone-exoyj-a]

❝  ―  from  exo  planet  !

yang  ji-seul,  better  known  by  the  mononym  jiseul,  is  exo’s  chaotic  lead  rapper  and  resident  pet  “stealer”.

basics  !

birth  name  .  yang  jiseul

nicknames  .  seul

birthday  .  june  15th,  1993

place  of  birth  .  seoul,  south  korea

nationality  .  korean

languages  .  korean  (native),  mandarin  (fluent),  english  (conversational),  japanese  (conversational)

physical  !

faceclaim  .  kim  bora  (sua)  from  dreamcatcher

height  .  162cm  (5′3)

body  modifications  .  multiple  ear  piercings  (12),  nostril  piercing  (left)

personality  !

positive  .  adaptable,  creative,  loyal,  skillful

negative  .  abrasive,  impulsive,  procrastinator,  resentful

career  !

groups  .  exo  (exo-k,  exo-yj),  superm

positions  .  lead  rapper,  main  dancer,  sub  vocalist

company  .  sm  entertainment

training  .  7  years  (2005-2012)

trivia  !

at  the  age  of  eleven  she  was  talked  into  auditioning  by  her  friends  from  her  dance  classes.  she  originally  auditioned  for  jyp,  but  was  rejected.  she  tried  again  for  another  company  shortly  after  her  twelfth  birthday  and  was  accepted  into  sm  entertainment.

her  representative  badge  (super  power)  is  positive  space.

originally  she  was  supposed  to  debut  in  girls’  generation,  but  was  held  back  because  she  didn’t  fit  the  group’s  image.  her  vocals  weren’t  strong  enough  is  what  the  evaluators  told  her.

jiseul’s  favorite  title  track  to  perform  is  lotto  because  of  the  styling  and  energy  of  the  track.  her  least  favorite  is  overdose  because  of  how  dangerous  parts  of  the  choreography  were.

she  doesn’t  have  a  great  relationship  with  her  parents  as  they  didn’t  want  her  to  go  into  music.  jiseul  has  been  trying  to  reconcile with  them,  but  they  refuse  to  answer  her  calls.

she  likes  to  babysit  exo’s  pets  and  even  makes  jokes  that  they  love  her  the  most.  chanyeol  still  refuses  to  leave  her  alone  with  toben  because  he  may  not  get  his  dog  back.

jiseul  is  no  stranger  to  play  fights  with  the  boys.  she’s  most  often  seen  messing  around  with  chanyeol  and  kyungsoo  to  start  one.

[ochazukeland]

Pocket Monsters EP 105: Yuzu Gym! Type Battle - 3 vs 3!

First of all, pardon for the wonky subs, this is the first time I am trying to do this.  Merry Christmas, everyone!

I have the Amazon Prime JP account so I made my translation of Trovita Gym challenge’s episode based on that content. It includes the episode with both OP and EP, as well the “Who’s that pokemon?” segment and the next episode preview.

Download link, translation notes and comments about this particular episode below the cut:

So... I'm not really allowed to tell you where to get that specific Japanese video without having access to Amazon Japan, but if you google… idk, something like [RAW] Pokemon 7 TV series, on a website that sounds like a cat meowing… who knows what you might find there?

DOWNLOAD LINK (.ass format): https://www.dropbox.com/s/r0tsc7k504c1hol/%5BRAW%5D%20Pokemon%20-%20105%20%5B480p%5D.ass?dl=0

How to watch this: download the zip, save both the video and the .ass subtitle file in the same folder, keeping the same name in both files (for instance, ep2015.mkv and ep2015.ass), open VLC and have fun.

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Translation Notes:

Kept the original names in this sub - Satoshi/Ash, Kasumi/Misty, Kenji/Tracey, Ookido/Oak, Musashi/Jessie, Kojirō/James, Nyarth/Meowth.

Rudy is named Ziggy - his sister Mahri is called Marie in the Japanese version. His home island Trovita is called Yuzu and his Shell Spike Badge is known as Triumphant Star Turban (Rinbō) Badge in Japanese.

Pikachu is Pikachu, Togepi is Togepi… Starmie is also Starmie in Japanese.

Meowth is Nyarth, Bulbasaur/Fushigidane, Squirtle/Zenigame, Charizard/Lizardon, Seel/Pawou, Staryu/Hitodeman, Electabuzz/Eleboo, Exeggcutor/Nassy. I kept the official romanization when possible.

Move game-wise, I tried to keep the ENG names, except for dengeki which can be translated as “electric shock” and apparently adapted in English as “Thunder Jolt” (it’s different from “Thunder shock”, denki shock, Pikachu’s signature move).

I don’t like translating oniichan/oneechan to “big bro/sis” but it’s kinda important aspect of Marie’s part in the episode (how much she wanted a sister, what a nice family the three of them could be together, Marie, Kasumi-oneechan and oniichan), so… yeah, I know many of you are not familiar with common Japanese/anime terms so I kept as that. At least these sound better than “older brother”/“older sister”…

Oh, Rudy’s famous lines to Ash at the end of the episode: サトシ、カスミさんを大事にしろよ。Please don’t complain about shipping goggles because “Satoshi, take good care of Kasumi-san” is the most neutral route - daiji ni suru could go either for “take care” to “treasure/cherish/regard Kasumi as someone very important”, alright.

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Other random notes:

Ash is such a mega brat in this episode, I love the current merry nice kid from SM/PM seasons but I miss this damn loud-mouthed version lol.

Rudy is overall much nicer than the dub version. Okay, besides the fact he pretty much called Ash an “uncultured swine” lol, he was quite polite. Compared to my impression of years ago, rewatching this episode made me feel quite bad for him and his sister? (I like the conclusion from Dengeki Pikachu manga, Rudy literally becomes an older sister for Mahri…)

Random trivia, Rudy calls himself “The South Star of Southern Cross (constellation)”. It’s only mentioned once by the end of the episode, but lol oh well.

You may say that Ash was completely oblivious to the whole proposal dilemma during the episode (he was lol) but this is one of the episodes that makes Pokeshipping canon at least by Misty’s side. 

[gramoturtle]

NTWEWY: Censoring of God

No this isn't a huge story or plot element that got censored, but it might be worth noting there are two places where the word God in Japanese has been removed in English. One case might be lore related but it depends on how you want to view it.

There will be minor spoilers for 100% completion, if that concerns you, and will be looking at one English subbed line from the anime!

Master Post of EN/JP Comparisons

Uber Pins

In TWEWY these are like the Angel/Reaper where you were limited to how many you could equip. These ranks are called the same in EN and JP.

In NEO, we got Uber Pins. "Super" Pins.

Kinda odd. Wasn't certain if these were on the same level as Angel/Reaper pins in TWEWY but I supposed in EN if they wanted to combine the Angel/Reaper class, this would be ok.

Well in Japanese they're 神クラスバッジ . "God Class (Badges) Pins"

So yeah, these might be stronger than the first game's highest level pin if you're going on rank name alone.

Graffiti Ranks

So you make your way up the graffiti ranks, coming across pretty interesting ranks like Composer, Angel, Fallen Angel, Demon(!!) and you're very curious what rank could be at 100?

Uberpsychic

Ok, not quite what I was expecting, a little disappointing, but it matches with the strongest pin rank in NEO so I guess that's ok.

But in Japanese...

It's 神 "God"

Which is more what I was expecting!

I wouldn't really consider this major but we got Demon as a rank which isn't a named entity in TWEWY at this point. So if Demons come up, perhaps, God(s) or deities, or something ranking above Angels and Demons will too.

Or maybe like how we've had Angels under cover, we already have a Demon messing hanging around.

Finally one small point about ""God"" being brought up in the anime:

Anime Episode 9 (Sub)

What comes next, God only knows

鬼が出るか蛇が出るか "Will a demon come out? Will a snake come out?"

What's important to note is a snake is a good sign! Snake = Buddha, good things. This gives it the meaning of "Will it be a bad thing? Or a good thing?" Similar phrases it can be translated to in English are "God only knows what may happen", "You never know what might happen", "It is difficult to predict", etc..

So yeah, Hanekoma, is "just" using a version which uses God in it.

[channieswife21]

EXO NEW MEMBER AU

Meet Sukihana 

Face Claim: model from Freal Luv

Birth name: Suki Tamazaki

Stage name: Sukihana

Position: Main dancer, Rapper, Maknae

Birthday: November 21st 1994

Zodiac: Scorpio

Height: 5’10

Blood type: AB -

Hometown: Kyoto, Japan

Languages: Japanese, French, English, Chinese, Korean, Spanish, Samoan

Sub unit: EXO-M

Badge: Element manipulation

Instagram: SukiTheHana

Facts:

Fav artists: Nicki Minaj and Lana Del Rey

She's a virgin

Joined SM in 2010

Excelled in all her trainings, only trained  2 years before joining EXO officially

Doesn't take any shit, especially from Sehun 

Listens to rock music 

Mother is dead she has an abusive father

Birthmark in her head which causes her to have a streak of white hair called Mallen Streak

Can hit really high notes, her and Chen annoy everyone when they have a battle of who can hit the highest note

Didn’t get along well with other female trainees

Attracted to everyone at the hip but especially Kris and Tao

Fights with Sehun all the time and no one knows why

Originally had her own room but she doesn’t like being alone and was always in chanyeol's bed so they just put her bed in his room

Can play the violin like a god

Has a huge crush on heechul and Donghae from SJ (she cant choose)

Hourglass figure so she's teased a lot for being “overweight”

AN: Thought id try my hand at the whole AU thing!! Cant wait to get started! 

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Mazda 2, 2020. A revised version of Mazda’s sub-compact hatchback has been revealed in Japan. The car, which was previously badged as the Demio for the Japanese market, will now be called the Mazda 2 on all markets, including Japan.