#just hagi thoughts

[flowerandblood]

I've been here for eight months now and I've come to a sad conclusion.

The people who create content here, i.e. the creators, are not appreciated half as much as they should be.

I'm talking about writers, creators of gifs, fanarts, mood boards etc.

Usually, apart from a few friends and a few loyal fans, they are surrounded by the largest group of all, the one that only takes or insults anonymously.

In some cases, someone is required to work beyond their strength, have unlimited knowledge and patience, constantly explain themselves, accept unfair criticism and insults regarding their private life.

In return, you can get hearts that make you happy but will not spread your work, a dozen or so comments and reblogs.

I will never know 3/4 of the reaction of someone who liked what I wrote and honestly, that hurts me the most.

It's sad to see creators I respect so much not getting half the attention they deserve, while still facing constant criticism.

[mae-i-scribble]

My post on How I Attended and All Guys Mixer picked up a few more notes than I was expecting recently and it reminded me that I've been wanting to talk about how appreciative I am about how the series handles sexuality. I'll only be talking about the manga here bc I haven't seen the live action drama nor do I plan to. But I just think it's really neat that with our 3 male protags we get to see 3 very unique reactions to 1) learning that crossdressing is a thing and 2) how they in turn feel attraction wise.

I'll start off with Asagi as I feel his is the most straightforward in that he just takes everything in stride. Literally nothing phases him. Thanks to that he's the most nonchalant of the group, just chatting up and trying to make friends per usual. He's confused somewhat, but doesn't pay it any mind and just tries to get to know everyone as he would any other new friend. Personally, I can really see an aro/ace argument for Asagi due to the way he's just, completely unaffected and uninterested in the romantic ongoings around him. He compliments the girls and such but even when the manga is going pretty hard pushing its other pairings Asagi and Fuji truly just seem like good friends. I'm not delusional, this is a romance manga that from the get-go clearly has these pairings in mind to all get together romantically, but until it happens I can gaslight myself into believing my aroace truth (is coping so bad).

Going from most chill about everything to 2nd most chill we have Tokiwa. Tokiwa is an interesting case in that he's polite to such a degree that he does his best to mask his initial confusion and shock (to the extent that yknow, a comedy manga will allow). Though it doesn't really work because he is very overwhelmed by the situation at hand. However, I don't think this is attributed to the girls' crossdressing alone in the same way that Hagi can't get over his initial shock of the concept. Tokiwa's chief concern isn't the "weirdness" of it all but the fact that he came here expecting a meet cute with a cute girl and instead is getting a meet cute with someone equally as charming but with none of the reserved attitude we see Suo have while she's fem-presenting. My boy is not worried about gender norms he is worried for his sanity due to the attractive person flirting with him.

Honestly, this panel here implies that he finds masc-presenting Suo even more attractive. The fact that he even tries to reassure himself that because Suo is a woman this situation is less flustering is very interesting. Not that it does anything. Pouring one out for Tokiwa for real. As the manga goes on, Tokiwa gives off the vibe of someone who is comfortable with his sexuality enough that the gender presentation of the person he likes is irrelevant, both are attractive to him in different ways. Again, while Suo's crossdressing is a point of interest in the sense that it's not something he understands or gets intuitively, he doesn't have nearly the same level of crisis as Hagi does. His attraction to Suo is never questioned- rather it seems to be a question of whether or not he thinks Suo is genuine in her flirting.

And our last boy is Hagi, poor beloved Hagi who is having the time of his life trying to figure out that hey, sometimes people don't dress or present stereotypically. It's a rough life for you Hagi. However, his inner conflict is very gripping. I find his reaction and subsequent coming to terms with the idea of crossdressing a very realistic take on the subject much more akin to your average person being introduced to everything for the first time. It never feels mean spirited even if Hagi can be offensive in this thoughts and comments at first- it's born from a place of genuine confusion, both towards himself and towards the girls. Hagi falling in love with Kohaku, while a little to rife with misunderstandings for my taste, I think is a wonderful narrative of how even being straight doesn't mean that there is one way to feel attraction. While Kohaku throws around the idea of him being bi due to him being attracted to Kohaku while she's masc-presenting, Suo best sums it up when she says that it's not about the words or the looks, its about who it's coming from. And given that we haven't seen Hagi struggle with this from anyone else, it's a safe bet to say he likes Kohaku as masc-presenting, not necessarily masc-presenting people or men in general. Attraction as a fluid concept is something most straight romance stories, let alone a comedy based one, seldom bother to explore along the gender spectrum. Hagi's struggle to understand himself and what his attraction to Kohaku means to him personally is such an interesting take that it elevates the entire storyline out of miscommunication hell almost (just almost).

Idk idk this feels like a very silly rant to have but I do in fact love this manga more than a reasonable amount and this is definitely one of the top reasons for it. I would love for it to get a bit more attention but I shall settle for rereading it for the 20th time I suppose

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[kosomolski-dolls]

So... last year, I've been bad and got 2 Luts dolls that I planned to make into Hagi and Matsuda.

Matsuda, I wasn't too sure about at first, but the sculpt worked better than I had anticipated.

Hagi, I was sure would work, the Bliss sculpt has these droopy eyes and slight smile, and after making the wig, I was confident.

I only didn't really like that his eyes were soooo small, so I thought I'd open them up just a bit to make him look just a bit more awake...

Well, already after doing the mod, I got second-guesses about my decision because now he looked a lot cuter and younger.

But I thought, ok, let's try anyway, so I have him a faceup and... yeah. Very much second-guessing my choices 🥲 he looks very young and kinda too feminine (I know the face is also too round for Hagi, but since it worked for Hiro as well, I overlooked that).

So...

Yeah... we will see what I'll do now.

[calstrato]

BTS as Greek Deities !

(Don’t take this seriously Im just feeling silly)

Seokionysus / Dionyjin Nameus Hagi / Yoonades Helioseok Jiminolus / Hermin Hestae Arekoo / Junkratos

Seokjin is Dionysus Why? -I think it makes sense. And I want to draw Jin holding wine glasses a lot more ,,,, Seokjin has golden irises that reflects the sunlight

Namjoon is Coeus Why? -Coeus was the Titan of Intelligence, so. Also I think pairing joon as Athena is overrated. Namjoon has sapphire indigo irises. Yknw like the one colour theme from his solo album,,

Yoongi is hypnos and hades Why? -Always portrayed as the “bad guy” but actually is good. Hades is also the king of the underworld,, a king,, it makes sense. Yoongi has pure void eyes with occasional star like twinkles swimming around.

Hoseok  is apollo or helios and elpis Why? -Apollo, bc God of poetry. And it’s cool to think Hoseok wielding a bow. Helios, bc duh, personified sun. And Elpis, bc she’s the embodiment of hope. Hoseok’s eyes are pure white and they glow.

Jimin is hermes or aeolus (both actually) Why? -Both air related. We always call mimi a fairy, and what do fairies do? FLY. And also i think wings on the ankle design r quite cool. Jimin has one grey eye that glazed, which made him look half blind but actually hes not. Jimins other eye is dark. idk what colour yet tho, just darker. maybe a darker shade of grey like a stormcloud’s?

Taehyung is hestia Why? -He’s the embodiment of comfort and cozy, she’s the Greek goddess of the hearth, home and fire.  Taehyung has deep hazel irises, not different from his real ones

Jungkook is ares (and also kratos) Why? -…I just want to draw jungkook wielding a spear tbh.  Jungkook has deep red/amber eyes that seemed fiery.

Again don’t take this seriously, just for fun :3 This is what my 2am thoughts consists of.

While you’re here, why not look at this Seokionysus art I did

[targaryenrealnessdarling]

💕 Tell me about the latest project you're working on or what you're most excited about creating right now. Send it to as many people as you want. 💕

Thank you sm Hagi ♥️♥️

I'm currently working on trying to get Part Two of Nova Genesis out because it's gonna be such a good chapter and I want to do it justice. I had the idea for ages but just thought people would find it dumb 🙃 but some fanfic is! lol

Very excited to see how people will react 😈

[real-total-drama-takes]

Saw some people making Au's, so fuck it here's Total Drama chainsaw man au. This one's for the three people who like both of these things. Nobody else

Denji- Scott (I considered Duncan but Duncan has too much ego. Scott has the perfect mix of delinquent but also desperate for positive reinforcement. Blondish boys who get mauled to death and keep getting back up. Does that make Fang Puchita? Maybe?)

Makima- Scarlett (I spent real life twenty minutes arguing with myself over this. I almost picked blainely but thought better. They both have a double act thing going on, and also red hair. Hair color goes a mile when assigning characters together)

Aki- Alejandro (both get kicked in the nuts on screen, there's another parallel to what happens to both of them at the end of their arc but I wont elaborate to avoid spoilers)

Power- Blainely (wanted to make this Izzy but there was a better fit elsewhere. Power can be reasoned with I think, she's just very self serving.)

Himeno- Bridgette (I don't know either. Similar personalities I guess?)

Kobeni- Zoey (Zoey would kill Scott if she needed to in order to survive, I think.)

Kishibe- Chef (no notes)(for the dynamic to stay pure I'll make Yoshida Chris. I was this close to making Chris Makima but I couldn't)

Angel- Dawn (also no notes)

Quanxi- Eva (and for her polycule. Lindsay(pingsti), Heather(long), , Courtney (cosmos fiend) and Crimson(tsugi hagi)

Reze- Izzy (teen girls turned into weapons of war)

Asa- Gwen (spoilers for part 2) I know this seems like a stretch but it actually works. Both are the type of person to apologize for something they don't even feel bad about just to appease those mad at them. Honestly asa's closer to all stars Gwen now that I think about it.)

- 🦆)

[kuschelkissen]

Ok so. I need help.

I'm currently working on the outline of Conan meeting Hagiwara and Matsuda in the survival AU.

Is there someone here who knows a bit about the hierarchies in the Japanese police force?

I'm just a bit lost on the Japanese police titles (?) so to say. Afaik, the only ones who ever used any title for Hagi are Satou and Conan in m25, calling him Hagiwara-taiin. His Wiki translates it as Officer Hagiwara on one site and Detective on another.

(Miike is translated as Officer as well, but it's Miike-fukei-san in Japanese.)

What I'm saying is... I just wanna know where in the hierarchy he is sorted?

Contemplating what to do with him generally, where I should put him, etc. Should he join Division 1 with Satou and Takagi? Should he join his sister with the traffic police? 🤔 if so, how would he be addressed? Sadly, Chihaya is only addressed as -san, so... no clue here, either.

Am I putting too much thought into a stupid fanfic? Maybe. Probably, tbh, but I like to get stuff at least "right enough" 🥲

Also pondering about Matsuda 🤔 in my survival fic, he promised Hagi not to pursue the bomber actively anymore, so he's not trying to get transferred to the special forces anymore. Should he stay with Division 1, or do you think he'd go back to the bomb squad? 🤔

Questions over questions.

Regardless if you've read my story, I'd love to hear your thoughts.

[thought--bubble]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thank you for the tag Hagi (@flowerandblood)

1. how many works do you have on AO3?

32

2. what's your total AO3 word count?

136,298

3. what fandoms do you write for?

House of the Dragon & Ewanmitchellverse

4. top five fics by kudos

In Need of an Heir Series, She brings the Darkness, Fear is a game for Children, Mine to Claim, She is happy now

5. do you respond to comments?

Yes. Every single one!

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hmmm that's tough.. I would say probably Kitty Cat or Breakin you in.

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I think it has to be my Tommy B fic There is still hope isn't there?

8. do you get hate on fics?

I have only received legit hate for a fic on one fic and that is Kitty Cat, it is an Ettore fic and Ettore acts like I think Ettore would. This very much upset one particular person who sent me a handful of anons regarding "Glorifying his actions" before i finally just blocked them.

9. do you write smut?

but of course, darling.

10. craziest crossover?

I have only done one and it was 100% a selfish endeavor. I just took my two favorite Ewan characters and let my mind wander. The result? Make you beg

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

I doubt it very much.

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

not that I am aware of.

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

No. I did have a friend ask me if the could write an alternate ending to my story If I had the love I needed and I am happy I said yes because she wrote a wonderful story called "Loved, Wanted, Unforgettable" the title is actual dialogue from my original fic and I have never been more flattered.

14. all time favorite ship?

I really don't ship much if I'm being honest but i did really love Murphy and Emori from the 100

15. what's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I have one fic. A Will fic (because that's my main man) that I have been working on forever and i keep going back to it. i'm not saying I won't ever finish it because i will, but it won't be soon lmao

16. what are your writing strengths?

My favorite thing to write is dialogue, i want it to feel like you are actually in this situation and listening to the characters speak to you.

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

I'm not sure. I can be nervous when it comes to the smut stuff sometimes with "did I take this too far?"

18. thoughts on dialogue in another language?

I haven't done it yet. Mostly because I have a hard enough time making my english sound the way I want it to (Since it's my second language) I don't want to butcher someone else's beautiful native tongue.

19. first fandom you wrote in?

This one. I have read fanfiction before and I am and avid daydreamer, yet nothing had pushed me to actually write until Kitty cat It was the first thing i wrote and it was 100% because i could not get a scene from the second chapter out of my head. It was playing in there over and over and I had to get it out and the rest is Jess history!!

20. favorite fic you've written?

3 way tie. I can not decide between these 3:

Prized Possession , Like a Vice & All of your Senses

No Pressure Tags: @schniiipsel @sepherinaspoppies @arcielee @aemonds-fire

and anyone else who would like to

[flowerandblood]

Recently I've been going through a state where I don't like anything I write, that I feel it's repetitive and that I can't come up with anything new and surprising anymore, which is killing me a bit.

😵😵😵

[russicnroses]

RUSSIAN ROSE | VOLUME ONE | PART 4

CHAPTER TWO: [N/A]

PAGES: 95 - 118

TRANSLATION TOOL: Chatgpt

CONTENT / WARNINGS: long post, blood, death, violence, non consensual (kissing), guns

“Saya!”

Haji took out a sword from the inside lid of the cello case he always carried. Saya grasped the knife hidden in her coat.

Almost simultaneously with Saya receiving the sword, the Chiropteran leapt. Unable to draw the sword, Saya received the Chiropteran's attack with it still sheathed.

Clenching her teeth, Saya endured the impact. The Chiropteran’s face was right in front of her. (─Human?)

Saya involuntarily gasped.

The Chiropteran had not completely transformed and still faintly retained a human likeness. Although its eyes had completely lost sanity and it was impossible to tell what they were looking at, its eyes still seemed much more human than its obviously mutated arms and legs.

Moreover, it was actually the first time Saya had seen a Chiropteran moving freely. It had been discovered through the Red Shield’s research that when Saya’s blood enters a Chiropteran’s body, it turns them into red crystals and kills them. Therefore, a sword with a groove was developed to ensure the blood was delivered deep into their bodies.

Since then, Saya had continued to swing the blood-dripping sword. For the day when she would truly fight the Chiropterans.

Training had been sufficient, or so Saya thought.

(But, this person was just a moment ago—)

Saya hesitated.

(What am I fighting against?)

At that moment, the Chiropteran raised both its arms.

Saya, overwhelmed, closed her eyes in fear. In that instant, Haji intervened between Saya and the Chiropteran.

A murderous aura arose from Haji, who usually followed Saya calmly. His eyes, staring fixedly at the Chiropteran, were cold.

“Haji, this Chiropteran was just a moment ago—”

Saya, in her confusion, managed to say that much. Without turning around, Haji sharply replied,

“Anything that harms you deserves no mercy.”

Flipping his coat and flashing his knife, Haji slashed the Chiropteran’s face, which still had a hint of humanity left.

The Chiropteran looked up at the night sky and roared. Its head gradually began to transform into a hideous beast, searching for Haji’s figure.

(There’s no time to hesitate!)

Saya finally came to her senses and instantly released the sword from its scabbard. Just as she had practiced many times, she slid her finger along the blade.

The red blood that flowed out spread along the groove carved into the blade, reaching the tip and dripping onto the snow.

“Haa—!”

Kicking off the ground, Saya leapt behind the Chiropteran. Frustrated, the Chiropteran, still searching for Haji, swung its arms wildly.

“Saya!”

By the time Haji shouted, it was already too late. The Chiropteran’s sharp claws, flailing blindly, caught Saya’s body by chance.

Saya was flung away, and a single swipe from the Chiropteran grazed Haji’s face.

Haji’s loosened hair danced, and blood gushed from the wound that ran from his face to his chest.

“Haji!”

Saya, crashing into an alley wall, mustered all her strength to stand up. She rushed to the fallen Haji.

Hagi, holding his bloodied hand over one eye, spoke.

"Don't worry about me, hurry!"

"Okay," Saya nodded painfully, furrowing her brow, then stood up and pointed her sword directly at the Chiropteran. Glaring at it, she stepped away from Hagi.

The Chiropteran remained in frenzied, breathing heavily and following Saya's movements.

"Yes... that's right," Saya thought as she measured the distance and gently touched her chest.

Suddenly, as if unable to bear the anticipation, the Chiropteran roared, and at that moment, Saya ran towards it, throwing her coat at it. The Chiropteran, momentarily blinded, hesitated, and Saya slashed at it as she ran past. She felt a response but, in the next instant, found herself airborne.

She hit the snow-covered road hard. The Chiropteran had caught her sword with its arm, seemingly unfazed by the severed limb. Saya's blood needed to be delivered deep into the Chiropteran's body to start coagulating. Unaware of this, the Chiropteran ignored its fallen arm and, with its remaining hand, discarded its coat and leapt onto the fallen Saya.

"I have to do it," Saya thought, but her body wouldn't obey.

"I have to defeat it, but why can't I stand up?" Frustration, disappointment, and fear tormented her as the Chiropteran raised its arm to strike. Saya closed her eyes tightly, bracing for the impending terror.

At that moment, there was a sharp sound, and a bullet struck the Chiropteran's forehead. Unsure of what had happened, the Chiropteran stopped moving. When Saya opened her eyes, she saw the Chiropteran being repeatedly hit by bullets and blown away. It landed on its back in the snow. As it tried to rise, a figure emerged from the darkness and, without a word, continued firing at it.

In the dark night, the figure's perfectly sculpted profile stood out.

"Maxim?" Saya momentarily doubted her eyes. Maxim's face, staring at the Chiropteran, was chillingly beautiful.

Maxim, with one hand in his black long coat pocket, relentlessly fired bullets. There was no emotion in his actions. His once gentle gaze was now sharp. Only the white breath he exhaled into the darkness confirmed he was still alive. The Chiropteran writhed on the ground from the impact and eventually, finding an opening, spread its wings and flew into the night.

Other than Saya's blood, nothing could completely kill a Chiropteran. It likely wasn't fleeing but found the situation bothersome. Maxim understood this. Running out of bullets, he clicked his tongue in annoyance as he watched the Chiropteran fly away. He then holstered his gun and turned to Saya.

"Saya—you're bleeding."

"Bleeding...?" Saya realized for the first time that blood was flowing from her temple and shoulder, probably from when she was thrown. The shoulder wound was from the Chiropteran's claws. Once aware, the pain hit her, but it didn't matter.

"I have to carry Hagi," she said, knowing her wounds were already beginning to heal, a trait of her nature. Hagi, who had shared her blood, would heal as well.

If only they had enough time, Haji’s wounds could heal faster. However, at this moment, he was hurt and bleeding. Saya feared that day, thinking he might never wake up again.

"We need to... carry Haji..." she muttered deliriously before losing consciousness.

*****

Saya had taught Haji to play the cello because it was the only thing she could offer him. Sometimes, they played together on sunny afternoons. Those were peaceful and fulfilling moments. Now, in retrospect, they seem even more beautiful, a place they can never return to.

Saya woke up to the sound of boiling water. She struggled to lift her heavy eyelids. The room assigned to her in Licheyny’s mansion was comfortably warm.

Before Saya could get up, he noticed.

"—Are you awake?"

"Haji..."

Saya tried to sit up in bed, but he restrained her with a look. Even in that state, his usual gentle smile made her avert her eyes.

“How are your injuries?”

“They’re all healed now. I’m sorry for showing you such a disgraceful side.”

“No, it’s me who should apologize—”

Before Saya could finish, dizziness overtook her, and she collapsed into Haji’s arms.

"You lost blood too, didn’t you?”

Haji’s arms tightened around her. With that, Saya’s delicate body fit snugly against his chest, and she shivered at the overwhelming difference in their physiques.

(Usually, it doesn’t feel like there’s such a big difference between us...)

Unable to escape, Saya barely managed to shake her head.

"I’m fine. See, I’m not hurt anywhere..."

Haji, still holding Saya, unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his chest. Saya knew what he was implying.

He wanted her to drink his blood.

"No!"

Saya protested, but Haji seemed to ignore her. She struggled to suppress the intense urge welling up from deep within her chest.

"Please, listen to me," Haji whispered softly, his lips almost touching her ear.

"Stop!" Saya’s body, already hypersensitive due to bloodlust, reacted against her will.

"I'm really okay!" she shouted, almost accepting Haji's pleading but unyielding words. Yet, Haji easily held her delicate wrists with one hand, the same fingers that delicately played the cello were now unbreakably strong.

"No, you must."

He wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her closer, and she caught a familiar scent that tickled her nose. It wasn’t sweet, but it was well-known to her.

(Haji’s scent...)

Saya felt herself almost giving in. Torn between conflicting emotions, she barely managed to shake her head.

"I don’t want to take anything from you, Haji!"

Saya's desperate shout caused Haji's grip to loosen. Surprisingly easily, he released her. She looked up fearfully, only to see Haji turn away and stand up, his face more stern and tense than she had ever seen.

Saya felt relieved. Her heart was still pounding painfully in her chest, but she was grateful to be free. She thought of apologizing for her clumsiness from the previous day and considered accepting the tea boiling on the samovar. However, Haji suddenly took out his usual knife in front of her, catching her off guard.

"Haji, what—"

Without changing his expression, Haji stabbed his own wrist. The casualness of the gesture and the sight of the flowing blood left Saya stunned. Before she could react, Haji had already enveloped her in his arms again.

With one arm, Haji restrained Saya and, with a severe expression, brought his bleeding wrist to his mouth. As Saya realized what he intended, he forcefully lifted her chin.

Furiously and forcefully, Haji's lips pressed against Saya's, his tongue prying her teeth apart, allowing his blood to flow into her mouth.

Though Saya resisted, her body, as <SAYA>, found it irresistibly sweet.

(No...)

As she swallowed, the sweetness spread throughout her body and deep into her mind, sending waves of pleasure through her.

Someone else's blood empowered her. Saya understood that she was such a creature. She had taken Haji's blood before, but today, receiving it felt particularly painful—like she was taking it against her will.

(I couldn’t defeat the chiropterans. I couldn’t protect Haji—!)

“No, I don’t want it!”

"Saya!"

Summoning all her strength, Saya pushed Haji away.

Feeling miserable, suffering, and ashamed of her own helplessness, Saya could only utter such words. She jumped out of bed, brushed off Haji’s attempt to stop her, and ran into the hallway. Her body, which had been so heavy and sluggish, now felt unexpectedly light.

“Haji, you idiot! I said I didn’t want it!”

That same feeling always made Saya sad.

Running blindly down the corridor, Saya ran into Maxim. Surprised, he said, "Saya? I was just coming to check on you—" After a thorough look at her, he suggested, "Let’s go shopping."

Saya was taken aback by his sudden proposal and couldn’t respond. Maxim, however, continued talking as if it was settled. There was no trace of the coldness from the previous night.

“Yeah, let’s do that. Saya, you haven’t been to Gostiny Dvor yet, right? It’s big, and the selection is great at that department store. Or maybe we can catch a matinee at the Mariinsky? Either way, you need to change quickly.”

Saya realized for the first time that she was still in her nightwear. Turning around to leave, she recalled the events of the previous night. Suppressing her desire to run away, she managed to say,

“Thank you for last night... and I’m sorry.”

Saya’s voice comes out as a weak whisper, even though she doesn't want it to. Maxim places his jacket over Saya’s shrinking shoulders.

“It can’t be helped; it was your first encounter. I’m glad I was passing by at the right time. Saya, you’re not—” Maxim gently pats her shoulder through the jacket and speaks softly.

“I’ve been busy with work too and couldn’t spend much time with you. Think of this as a change of pace. If you feel bad about it, you have to come with me.”

Despite his gentle yet strong demeanor, Saya finds herself nodding unconsciously. This must be his charm. She finds herself standing at the tip of Vasilievsky Island, across from the Winter Palace, where the Neva and Small Neva Rivers meet at a place called Strelka. From here, you can see the most beautiful scenery of Petrograd.

She had agreed to let Maxim guide her since he said, "I’ll take you wherever you like," and she’d heard that this place had a beautiful view. Although she had agreed to go out, she wasn’t keen on shopping on a bustling main street.

When she returned to her room to change, Haji was already gone. However, he had left the samovar’s teapot full of tea and some syrniki (cheese pancakes). He must have remembered that she liked them a lot more when he was the one making them.

“...Saya,”

Saya snaps back to reality at the sound of her name. As she turns around, holding down her wind-tossed hair, she sees the splendid architecture of the Admiralty behind Maxim.

On the right bank, there is the Naval Ministry and the Winter Palace, and beyond them, the golden dome of St. Isaac’s Cathedral. Directly opposite Strelka is a small island with the Peter and Paul Fortress. At the top of the tall spire of the cathedral at the fortress's center, a golden angel holds a cross.

Although the wind is strong, in contrast to Saya’s feelings, the unusually clear weather in Petrograd makes every building shine brightly.

“You really could’ve bought anything you wanted,” Maxim said.

Saya shook her head and leaned against the brick wall along the canal, trying to force a smile.

“I don’t want anything.”

“Well, going where you want to go is a change of pace, and I’m glad I could take a walk with you,” Maxim said gently.

Saya bowed deeply again.

“Thank you for helping me yesterday and the day before.”

Maxim watched her with a smile and then said playfully, “Did you have a fight with Haji?”

His gentle tone left Saya with no room to escape.

Saya couldn't help but answer.

“I wanted to apologize, but I ended up calling him an idiot.”

“Really?”

Maxim chuckled softly and then added hastily,

“If you’re talking about last night, just confirming that chiropterans are really in Russia is a significant accomplishment.”

“No, that’s not enough at all,” Saya murmured, biting her lip.

“We have to defeat the chiropterans, find Diva, and defeat her too... No, even that isn’t enough.”

“That's not true,” Maxim’s words couldn't stop the guilt overflowing within her.

Since waking up, Saya had been thinking continuously.

“Because I’m the one who took Haji’s freedom—it's been reported, hasn’t it?”

Maxim lowered his eyelids and said quietly, “...They say that you gave him your blood when he was on the brink of death. Those who receive <SAYA>’s blood become her Chevaliers, sworn to protect her.”

“And then Haji stopped aging and has been bound to me ever since,” Saya said, and then regretted it. The feelings she had barely held back came crashing down all at once.

Saya's lips brushed her cheek as she whispered. She always wanted to apologize to Haji: for being useless, for not saving him, for binding him.

"I want to apologize, but I can't. Because it's all my fault."

She thought that saying sorry now would be meaningless. Only after defeating the chiropterans and Diva could an apology hold any weight. Until then, saying sorry would only make her feel better. Sometimes, she almost said it, but she despised her own weakness for almost crying in front of Haji. She never wanted to cry in front of him.

Last night, if she had managed to kill or chase away the chiropterans, it would have been better. But she hesitated, and Haji got hurt because of it. And then she took his blood, taking more from someone who didn't want anything taken from him.

What if Joel hadn't brought Haji? What if she hadn't met Haji? What if she hadn't opened that door? If she had known more things? If Saya hadn’t been born?

Maxim's fingers softly brushed Saya's cheek, snapping her out of her spiraling thoughts.

"God forgives you."

Maxim's lips left a barely-there kiss on her cheek before he stepped back, gently stroking her cheek.

"What..."

"Maslenitsa. It's 'Forgiveness Sunday.' Usually, it's the Sunday before Easter."

Maxim smiled warmly, explaining the Russian custom where people apologize, forgive each other, and exchange kisses, asking for God's forgiveness for their sins.

"Saya."

He called her name again, and Saya straightened up, responding. Maxim placed his hands on her shoulders, looking straight into her eyes with his gentle green-to-gray eyes.

"You are forgiven."

Saya was speechless. Maxim softened his tone.

"Because you are doing your best. Haji knows it better than anyone else."

His words, spoken with a smile, gave Saya the courage to ask a question she had always been too scared to ask anyone.

"Is it okay to hope for forgiveness someday?"

Maxim smiled warmly, answering firmly.

"Of course."

Maxim is a mystery. They hadn't known each other long, yet he always seemed to say exactly what she needed to hear. The heavy burden she had carried for so long felt like it was melting away.

"You are forgiven."

Saya felt a warm feeling fill her heart, but she shook her head.

"I'm sorry but that's not exactly something I can rely on."

Saya, ignoring Maxim's surprise, slaps her cheek hard. If she can hope for forgiveness, she has something she needs to do right now.

"If I don't defeat the Chiropterans properly, it's no good! There's so much I need to do..."

Realizing she hasn't contacted headquarters and needs more help from Rodion, Saya starts walking but stops abruptly, turning back with a flutter of her skirt.

"Thank you, Maxim."

Maxim returns her smile. "Supporting you is our duty. I'm glad I could help."

"You really did. I'll do my best."

As Saya turns and walks away, Maxim's smile turns into a wry one. He wonders if she realizes the hostility Haji showed at the party.

From this angle, Saya seemed like an ordinary, albeit quite clumsy, girl. As Maxim watched her, he took out a pocket watch. He rolled the cold silver watch in his palm to warm it but didn’t open its lid.

Holding it with his long fingers, he murmured softly, "God forgives you; forgive my sins too..."

At that moment, Haji was in the mansion's kitchen. Valery, who had come all the way from the main house, said in disbelief, "It looks like Saya went out with Maxim."

Without turning around or stopping his work of wrapping pirozhki, Haji replied evenly, "It appears so."

"She didn't tell you anything?"

"Masters don't need their servants' permission to go out."

Valery is disappointed by Haji's unshaken tone. He respects Maxim but is concerned about his recent solo actions. He wants to know what Maxim thinks but can't ask him as he's out with Saya.

Remembering last night's commotion, Valery says, "So, your wounds are healed."

Haji doesn't respond.

Valery continues, "Should we consider your kind superior to humans?"

Haji finally speaks, though he doesn't stop working, "Who knows."

"Don't you care about your evaluation?" Valery asks, raising his voice. For him, being evaluated well and working for the Red Shield is everything. Haji responds calmly, still with his back turned.

"I simply follow Saya," Haji said, adding, "But Diva is the root of all this trouble."

Suddenly, Valery felt a breeze and saw a hair fall from his ear. When he looked, a knife was embedded in the wall, just barely missing his cheek. Haji nonchalantly explained, "My hand slipped."

"How did you... when did you..." Valery couldn't finish, stunned by the fact Haji hadn't been using a knife.

"If you misunderstand, let me clarify," Haji said with a piercing gaze, "I don't follow the Red Shield. Saya wants to defeat DIVA, and I am following her wish. That is all. When it's no longer necessary..."

Haji glared at Valery, removed Valery's glasses, and held the knife threateningly close to Valery's throat. "I could cut your throat right now. After all, we are considered 'weapons,'" Haji said with his usual soft demeanor.

Terrified, Valery froze, unable to move until the sound of his own gulping brought him back to his senses. He shook off the fear, grabbed his glasses with trembling hands, and said, "I'll report this to headquarters!"

His cheeks flushed with humiliation, Valery ran off. "Do as you wish," Haji said, knowing Valery couldn't hear him. He leaned against the doorframe and sighed in mild self-loathing for having lashed out.

(How immature...)

He cannot help but recall Valery's earlier question. "Didn't she say anything before leaving...?"

Sighing again, Haji returned to the kitchen. On the counter were an unusually large number of pirozhki that he had prepared.

[clovenoko]

Hi~ Hello!! Clovenoko, Hagi, Oyachi!! (I called you all because I'm not sure what to call you. I'm indecisive like that hahaha Also, are you comfortable with a nickname? I wanted to come up with one for you if that's okay~ ^^)

Anyways, I saw requests were still open. I wanted to request but I don't know what 😭 But I've thought of something! I remember there was this line from Jade's club card about telling stories to Floyd about his hobby but Floyd just falls asleep 😂 So I was wondering if I could request that? Like, Jade doing story telling and then there's Floyd already asleep hehe. If that's okay with you or if you feel inspired to do so. Thank you!! 🩷💜

PS: I'm sorry this is so long 😭

hello!!☺️ it's OK! 🤗

thank you very much for the request! I made TWO POSTS on this idea, I hope you like it!💖💕

also, of course, I'll be fine if you want to give me a nickname, it's very cute! 🌸

I'll leave doodle Floyd here ahah!

[amertsi]

Anime reacts - How I Attended an All-Guy's Mixer Ep 2

Dear lord I'm already so behind on my shows and it's been like a week lol. Anyway.

GOD IT'S LITERALLY SO HARD TO PICK A FAVORITE IN THIS they're all so goofy sldjfldkjf - Asagi's no thoughts expressions are so cute and good I want to squish him. Him and Fuji are the ultimate autism combo that's my take

And Hagi struggling to figure out why he's so attracted to someone crossdressing is just. Oh buddy it's okay. You can be into that. LSDKJFLKDFJ

I want to go to their bar. Please. Better yet can I work there? Literally my gender dream.

This show is very slice of life so I don't really have any big reactions other than that it makes me laugh so much. I love the whole cast still. Man. Just pure fun and joy.

[sinelanguage]

and for the museum of the day i was Considerably more excited for: the National Museum of Modern Art!! splitting this into two parts for my sanity, main exhibit first

one thing that impressed me about this museum was the overall presentation of descriptions used. a lot of art museums will present some information and context to the piece, but the national museum specifically tried to encourage people to read the text (metaphorically) and engage in Thoughts. it was pretty neat to look at a piece then see what specific emphasize the museum curator wanted to put on something.

For example, Nakanishi Natsuyuki’s piece Compact Object was described like this:

Fish bones, a rubber ball, a clock, seashells, hair.. this egg-shaped object seems to be packed with the contents of a garbage can. Or is it a time capsule, capturing a fleeting moment during a certain era? Nakanishi staged performances by bringing these clusters of everyday objects into public spaces, such as in the streets and on trains. His intent seems to have been to carry a microcosm of the world in his hands rather than to produce a sculpture that sits on a pedestal.

which, imo, does a decent job at explaining the intent but also promoting people to think about the intent going into objects on a level a bit further than just “here’s what this means.” this was pretty consistent in the museum’s presentation, which I really appreciated.

The other thing I thought was incredibly funny was this fucking. diary entry they had on display. keep in mind i was dead on my feet in this museum writing down notes to post to my tumblr blog and then read kishida ryusei’s diary from 1923:

Woke up around 10 o clock with a slight headache. Not surprising since i was up unttl three last night talking with Senge [Motomaro] and others, and that's why I overslept. Took a bath after breakfast. Got on the 1:49 pm train to Tokyo and then a taxi to Shintomiza. The play was about to start. My seat was excellent. Sendai Hagi is a famous kabuki play, but it was the first time I had actually seen it. The scenes performed were: the Bamboo Room, Cooking Rice, Under the Floor, The Showdown, The Scar. All of these were fascinating. I's not often these days that l immerse myself as deeply in kabuki as I did this time.

me, two museums in, feeling a profound kinship with this artist from a century ago writing a diary entry about his hang over but going to tokyo for three plays. as i write notes in my phone about art. incredible.

For actual pieces though there were quite a few:

Kayama Mayazo, Waves in Spring and Autumn thought this piece had a lot of really neat spins on some classic imagery (mountains, seasonal trees, waves/water). I especially liked the details of the waves breaking— the waves themselves were this even, looping/fluid lines but the edges were crashing with noisy scribbles

Komaki Gentaro, Bricks and a Squirrel: this is one of those “can’t explain myself”. the bricks had a very weird wood grain pattern, paired with a squirrel in this frightening black orb, completely surrounded. sometimes ur just a squirrel in an orb

Nomiyama Gyoji, The Withered: i like organic things in weird, inorganic messes. this was like, a rat king but with branches, and it was confusing to look at. enjoyed it a lot.

Kodama Yasue, ambient light - sakura: this is exactly what it says on the tin but for what it is it works really well. it’s just the impression of looking up at Sakura blossoms through sunlight, and man is it effective at it. I think in person this works better just for the size and detail of it- it captures the feeling of looking up through foliage very well and was very pretty to boot

Takanashi Yutaka, Hongo: Mansada Parlor, 6-17-1 Hongo, Bunkyo-ku from Machi imo all of takanashi’s photos had this very lived in quality to them, like a photo taken of a place that feels deeply familiar and like home. The collection overall has these deep colors and contrasts with mundane settings and a large amount of visual objects/interest, so it made the feel of the piece really nice (photos here)

overall: really solid, probably doesn’t beat the contemporary art museum but that’s just because my taste is what it is. for an art museum though, i really appreciated the approach and curation

[aiyaxs]

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ WELCOME TO AIYA'S BLOG !!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ quick note: just in case you might be confused on what this is, this is basically an introduction to me, and my blog!

01. "THE PERFECT GIRL." lovestruck! satoru x gn! reader.

02. "ETERNITY." - my sanemi headcanon's.

03. "SKYLIGHT." bestfriend! satoru x gn! reader.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ continues later on soon.. (will edit once future work's are created and published.)

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ oc's for the following fandom's.

JUJUTSU KAISEN:

01. Marohai Ulami - Grade 2 Sorcerer - Has romantic relation's with Suguru.

02. Lambodia Saki - Grade 1 Sorcerer - Has romantic relation's with Kento.

03. Hagi - Special Grade Curse - No romantic relation's with anybody.

KIMETSU NO YAIBA:

01. Molukai Isumu - Fear Hashira - Has romantic relation's with Sanemi.

02. Mai - Upper 4 (replacement for Hantengu) - Has romantic relation's with Akaza.

03. Ura Lakimo - Soul Hashira - Has romantic relation's with Tomioka.

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA:

01. Aimu Hiroshima - L.O.V. member - Has romantic relation's with Dabi / Touya.

02. Saimou Komo - 1-A student - Has romantic relation's with Sero.

03. Dakimu Jomi - #4 Hero - No romantic relation's with anybody.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ none are avalible at this moment, please move to the next section!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ headcanons for my favourite anime characters !!

01. Satoru - Satoru / Gojo has a HUGE sweet tooth, but not any ordinary sweet tooth...

02. Kento - Kento / Nanami is known to be a mature, humongous man, right? I feel like deep inside of him, he would turn all soft for SOMETHING.

03. Sanemi - Sanemi / Shinazugawa deep in the heart is a kind, loving man.

04. Akaza - Akaza / Hakuji sometimes cries to the view, or even sound of fireworks because he always gets the memory of Koyuki.

05. Dabi - Dabi / Touya can't cry because of his burns, right? Well, I feel like the last time he really ever cried was his flashbacks at the hospital he was staying at after the fire.

06. Hawks - Hawks / Keigo's weakness as we all know, is fire. So, I feel like he would have an obsession towards the scenery of fire, but not the feeling of getting burned, burned TO death, or the thought of people getting injured or dying in fires.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ none are avalible at this moment, please move to the next section!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ all of my future series (one per fandom) !!

JUJUTSU KAISEN:

01. "UNKNOWN DIMENSION." toji x sorcerer! fem! reader (5 parts at most.)

KIMETSU NO YAIBA:

01. "FURTURISTICAL." kyojuro x martial arts master! gn! reader (4 parts at most.)

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA:

01. "SUN SHINE'S SO BRIGHT." pro hero! shoto x ice skater! fem! reader (6 parts at most.)

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ rule's to my blogs if you are commenting, rebloging, following. interacting w/ me, or my blog in general.

01. No Bullying - i don't support bullying in anyway shape or form, and because of that, i'd like to try and keep this blog as kind as possible.

02. No Harassment - kind of related to the first one, please don't try to harass me, or anybody else on this blog.

03. MDNI Posts - guaranteed in the future, i plan on making 18+ / NSFW fanfiction's in the future, so whenever there's a MDNI warning, if you are younger than 18, please do not interact.

04. Just Have Fun - please, follow these rules and have as much fun as you want!! :)

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ all about me !!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ name: aiya h.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ age: 20 y/o

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ job: barista.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ likes: reptiles, fanfiction, anime, writing, water, cats, thunderstorms, gojo.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ dislikes: spiders, mahito.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ anime crush!?!?: gojo..!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ thank you for reading this blog introduction. reblogs, likes, comments, and follows are appreciated greatly!!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ sincerely, aiya.

[gia-xy]

An AR where Matsuda Jinpei survived the bombing incident. But, on the other side, Furuya Rei chose to fake his own death and hide his identity completely, so Jinpei thought all his friends were dead.

But then, Rei—who avoid to show himself in his own country—came back because of his resentment for Akai—who Rei thought was responsible for letting Hiromitsu die.

You all know what happened after that. Jinpei met Amuro Tooru, a part-timer from Poirot Café.

Jinpei, who secretly adore Rei since they were in Police Academy, actually sometimes realize the similarities between Rei and Amuro Tooru. Rei was trying hard to completely put an act as Amuro Tooru, and he had a skill for that. Unfortunately, Jinpei just realize some of parts of Furuya Rei that the man cannot threw away even if he was trying to be a different person. But, Jinpei, heartbroken by Rei's and their friend's death, thought he was only being an idiot for naturally seeing Rei's figure through Amuro since they have the same looks, so he did not say anything—he thought it was an illusion because he was hoping that Rei was still alive.

I thought of a immoral plot where they became s friends and then have a twisted relationship. But, putting that aside, at first, Jinpei might be trying to get close to Tooru just to prove that he could let go of the illusion of Rei inside of the man—trying to prove that Amuro Tooru was not Furuya Rei. But then he reached the point that he could not hold back his emotions and exploded when he saw Amuro Tooru did something rashly.

Huhu, I just want a bott Rei story where Jinpei or Hagi knew Amuro Tooru but he did not know he was Furuya Rei. 🥲