#justice for height difference yuri

[menelaus-blue]

for some reason i’ve been seeing an increase in posts lately (both here and on twitter) claiming that marcille and falin are nearly the same height and have an imperceptible height difference??? they do not??? falin is 170 cm (5’7) and marcille is 160 cm (5’3)? as a tall person with shorter friends, 10 cm is a pretty noticeable height difference, it’s not just about chimera falin but literally all the time. marcille is looking up. falin is looking down. they are a height difference couple ok this is really important to me

[esinofsardis]

Get to Know You Me!

I was tagged by both @sinceremercy and @isabellehemlock -- you're great and thanks for tagging :)

Three Ships

Loustat (IWTV) -- my current loves. They're messy and complex and absolute disasters but I cannot get enough

Otayuri (Yuri on Ice) -- I love the dynamic between Yuri's spitfire and Otabek's ability to roll with anything. They're sweet together and the fanfics out there are amazing

Herongraystairs (The Infernal Devices) -- as much as I'm not a fan of the series or author in general, this is my first OT3 and I love how much they all want each other

First Ship

Aragorn/Arwen -- this ship is basically sacred to me. I don't even interact with fanworks on it for the most part because my headcanons are so precious. I shipped them from the moment I read the books at age 8

Last song

"Wuthering Heights" by Kate Bush -- I've recently gotten really into her music and this song is soooo hard to sing but I want to master it

Last movie

Anonymous (2011) -- I watched this for Sam Reid and that's it. No matter how different he looks I know it's him cause his voice. We don't talk about his voice enough friends

Currently reading

Queen of the Damned by Anne Rice -- I'm about halfway through and it's really getting good!

Pleasure Activism by adrienne maree brown -- This book is changing my life. Especially while I'm dealing with a lot of disability shit, it's love to read about radical pleasure. And the idea that justice does not stop with solidarity or retribution or even reconciliation, but with abundant pleasure for all people is honestly overwhelmingly beautiful in the best way.

Come As You Are by Emily Nagoski -- Everyone read this book to understand your own stress responses if nothing else. Appreciating the science, wishing there was more data/discussion of non-cis people.

Currently watching

Sense 8 -- It's rare to see a show with this big of a cast have fully developed characters like this. Each of the main 8 characters could have their own show, and then they're also a perfectly balanced team with great interactions. Currently midway through season 2.

Currently consuming

Half-price Valentine's candy that I bought for myself the day after because I'm cheap but I like chocolates

Currently craving

Physical touch. I want to be held so bad rn

Tagging some old and some new friends: @goldenyearofgrief @lestatslestits @thechosenpyro @nikysavi @ineffablylestat @anonymouslyunremarkable @dontbesylly @savage-garden-nights @mythicaltzu

[leaguecollectorsanxiety]

@our-hextech-dream aaaaaaaa !! thank you for understanding my vision !! will yap to the best of my ability (sleepy but will try, will likely forget how to word)

i tend to avoid sharing this idea to most people because they'll likely think i have lost it (but really, it's just my self-indulgent view that ezyone is a genderfluid ship and can be yuri)

a lot of this really relates to the way that yone and vi really have a lot in common (not exactly in personality), but definitely in aesthetic (bloody and bandaged?? extremely hot) and other ways (aka having a younger blue sibling that ends up being a "the cool parental figure" to a random kid).

it's kinda neat that caitlyn's violet and vi's pink color codes (is that a word) becomes "red x blue" in the arcane universe (the colours that define RT!ezyone just as well)

most of the time, i tend to make silly jokes for both pairs being in modern universes. one of the scenarios being a college au where vi and cait bring ez to the bar, ezreal's got drunk and his negative rizz captivated yone and he gets her number. vi gives him a dubious look and goes "ez. that was a cougar."

it really depends on the universe if i want to talk about them, but my original post was more focused on the default universe. i'll try to talk about that.

yone got the younger sibling that kills him. vi got the younger sibling that terrorises piltover. the only difference is that yone feels responsible for not raising yasuo better (but yone had to become both a father and mother at a young age). as for vi, it depends if it's arcane or not, but let's just say that her role as an officer is one way of taking responsibility for jinx's actions. overall, when you look at it broadly, they both are aligned to justice and saving people (in ionian myth cinematic, yone does not die peacefully and ultimately chooses to become an azakana slayer). meanwhile, vi chooses to be part of the piltover police. actually, thinking about it now, both yone and vi lean towards direct action and dual weapons (vi's fists does the talking and yone's 'one to cut, one to seal' swords do not hesitate to strike demons). either way, they both lived rough lives and had the responsibilities of the eldest daughter, and they have to build immunity to the Hells of their lives.

moving onto the piltover-marksman lover. what else can i say about my piltover darlings?? (it's something that i use to describe the platonic dynamic between caitlyn and ezreal; i adore the old lore where they are friends) they're both marksmen class in the game, both from wealthy families in piltover, would be private school preps/A+ students, and accidentally fall for the red older sibling that could probably kill them !! ezreal is literally at yone's tiddy height and caitlyn gets a full view of vi's tattoos !! but in all seriousness, both cait and ez could have been childhood friends to some degree. caitlyn's family would likely push her away from him because he was the type of kid that created chaos in upperclass gatherings. i could talk about them being childhood friends all day !! i can definitely imagine them doing practice aiming in one of those country clubs(?? forgot the word for it, but rich people owning hunting grounds and having vacation homes there) and they crack cases at a young age (caitlyn wanting to find the truth, while ezreal's has the ability to deduct)

if we were to be specific on the ezyone and caitvi relationships, all i can really think about is that scene in arcane where vi tells caitlyn to go back to her big, safe mansion ....and i can see the exact same scenario where yone tells ezreal to go back to his safe home in piltover because yone had to save ez from a near-death experience. (i have a lot to say about ezyone's dynamic in runeterra, but plan to write it later).

going back to the blue siblings. man. the yasuo and jinx dynamic already goes well together. they're in oydessy already and know how to have fun. but if we want to be more serious, yasuo's entire character is basically a lot of regret of what he did (basically he and yone are unable to have a talk about it due to the narrative) and in arcane.... theres a lot of pain between jinx and vi right there. and it's definitely quite the coincidence that both yasuo and jinx accidentally adopted a kid. the only difference.... only one of them continues to live happily with the younger blue sibling.

it's already 2AM oops, but hope this is something readable/comprehensive (feel free to add on any ideas/views you might have too!!)

this took all evening to arrange, but this is what lives in my mind rent-free

anyways yone and vi should be besties

[ofsyzygies]

kim yu ri 

“she’s like a [ ballerina ] endlessly t w i r l i n g in a music box with a broken melody.”

full name: kim yu-ri

meaning: a glass plane

age: 34

dob: 1st of september 1954

religion: raised buddhist.

gender: cisgender female.

pronouns: she/her.

sexual orientation: demisexual.. blood type: a

height: 165cm / 5′4″

place of birth: london, the united kingdom

criminal record: none

personality type: infj-t

moral alignment: lawful good

nationality: british / american (dual nationality)

ethnicity: south korean.

+ empathetic, + sincere, + amiable

- guileless, - self-sacrificing, - self-critical

about yuri

tw: grooming, stalking // nothing graphic but please be warned either way.

+ yuri was born in london to her expatriate parents. her mother was a first generation migrant from south korea whilst her father was korean-american.

+ like all parents, hers wanted the best for her and had the means to provide her with the best. this meant private tuition, private schooling, cello lessons, figure skating, ballet classes, and little time for a social life in the midst of all that.

+ she had also grown accustomed to people praising her - for her beauty, for her talent, her manners, her modesty and for her bright personality. no matter how few friends she had, she took comfort in at least being able to forge a life for herself. the rest, she figured, would come after success.

+ her only real friend was her cello instructor, who was something of a second son to her parents (who only ever had one child).

+ he’d been with the family since yuri was eight and he 17.

+ and for this time their relationship seemed to be the picture of innocence. he filled the gap her lack of friends left within her life, recommending her books and movies and telling her all of his own adventures at school and later at university. she became entirely dependent upon him and his approval being that he was her only real friend.

+ as she grew older, their relationship remained that of a friendship between an adult and a teenager, which was odd in of itself - at least to yuri’s mother who had begun to sour toward her previously beloved tutor.

+ sensing her parents’ growing unease around him, he began to fill her head with manipulation. he told her of his parents’ desire to entrap her into a life of their own imagining, like a bird in a gilded cage and how she had never been allowed to have friends and now even their friendship was being threatened.

+ it wasn’t long before yuri became defensive over her tutor and often argued with her parents who gently suggested that they limit their interactions. god forbid that they would suggest she change instructors altogether.

+ as yuri became increasingly rebellious, a trait never before seen from their daughter, her parents decided to finally pull the plug and fire her tutor, hiring another in his place without her consent.

+ this could not have come at a more opportune time seeing as all it took was a secret letter and a plan to meet for yuri to agree to be whisked away with him, having now been brainwashed into believing everyone else in the world was against her.

+ three horrendous weeks of searching for the missing teen concluded with his escape from justice and her being found confused and alone before being returned home, remaining silent as to what passed within those three weeks to everyone except the police when questioned directly.

+ and she had never been the same again.

+ sure, she reverted back to her demure, agreeable self, but there was something not quite right with yuri. a quietness and reticence that was a new extreme even considering her previous shyness.

+ she would later go on to study pre-med, medicine and even specialise as a surgeon but her troubles were far from over even as her academic accolades continued to rack up.

+ after all, every birthday, christmas and valentine’s day she was met with the same sight. the delivery of a different flowering plant with a handwritten note attached letting her know that she wouldn’t have to wait much longer.

+ and that fact had remained unchanged no matter how many times she had moved addresses. it made her feel trapped, not unlike the caged bird she had been described as being so many years before.

+ this made her a weird mix of reckless and cautious. she was very guarded in her daily life but sometimes she gets sick of it all and makes really poor decisions. one of these such poor decisions ended in her recklessly driving and getting into an accident while trying to avoid hitting another car. due to the speed she was driving at, this resulted in severe injuries, costing her her hearing and most of her right arm.

+ she moves around a lot for obvious reasons. she hasn’t been in shrike very long. she stays as long as she can in a place though and really wishes this would be her last, most permanent move.

+ she has a pet capybara named siegfried. 

extra facts !

+ she can speak english and korean fluently, speaks english with a southern english accent. v posh sounding. 

+ because her life has been filled with such dark and unsavoury things, yuri prioritises softness and purity. she’s a neat freak and is always trying to make others feel better.

+ loves tea, the smell of rain, flowers and animals.

+ quit being a surgeon. due to her injury she was no longer able to perform as a surgery. sometimes, she felt as though even if she could, anxieties commonly expressed by patients as well as gossip from her coworkers about her prosthetic arm would have dissuaded her.

+ overly reliant on her pain medication.

+ loves to bake but extremely strict with her own food intake. she’s always on a diet sort of. yuri’s just one of those people who needs to exercise control in every aspect of her life because she feels like she barely has any.

active issues.

+ deaf in one ear due to an injury. + one lost limb from an injury (her right arm, she has an artificial replacement) + post-traumatic stress disorder + uses the fact she is a doctor to self medicate. + prone to dissociating / dissociative fugue.

[ayakashiramblings]

The Dawn and Twilight with a Vampire AND Assassin MC

I’m going to clear up somethings that had plagued me while writing this because it really made them both hard to do unless addressed.

General 

The only people technically worthy of being assassinated would be Toichiro and Koga, the only nobles/super-rich men in the faction. 

The rest are otherwise just leading a supremely normal job/jobless existence 

(Squints at Kuya, Yura and Oji). 

Even if we could say that they could be targeted for their Ayakashi nature, it wouldn’t make sense for it to be super sneaky when the whole government is against their very beings but doesn’t want to alert the citizens. 

Too many of them disappearing all at once would just set the whole Capital in a state of unrest. 

I’m going to stick to Asian vampires but admittedly, some Western traces are going to be found. 

Out of all of them, Oji is going to be the most OCC I believe.

I’m going to be honest and say that I have been getting kind of tired of doing these headcanons especially after receiving a few... messages that were a bit insulting. So that’s why I closed the ask box. That said, Nonnie who sent this request, if this is unsatisfactory, do feel free to PM me. I’m really sorry if I sound irritable, I’m just really upset at some of the things in my inbox. 

Ginnojo

Honestly, this could be the start of something new.

A relationship fraught with sexual tension. 

Yes, even for this blushing Dragon.

No, seriously, imagine this. 

During the events of Book 1, and amidst all the chaos of being an Onmyoji…

On top of your other supernatural powers AND… unique job, you find yourself in the alleys, securing a target of yours. 

His scrutinizing gaze settled on your lips, which were pulled up with a teasing smirk.

Finally, a challenge.

He stood like stone, barely eroding even when you had started to show off your floating powers. You had to give it to him, he really was a warrior defending the Capital. 

And apparently, your best opponent. You may have easily snatched away his daggers, but he had easily grabbed your wrist and targeted the vein that should have been pumping with blood if you were alive. 

So why did you suddenly crumple to the ground?

The number of smokescreens between you two was seriously enough to choke everyone in the room. 

You did try to make sure though it did not affect any of the factions, and surprisingly, it had worked.

Seemed that there was an unspoken agreement that you were both looking out for the Capital, except his was more of a freestyle form while yours was conscripted. 

He could respect that. 

What was really hard was completely forgetting your beliefs and loyalties.

Suddenly gravitates towards the Mythology section of his bookshop.

And then... you talk. 

It’s a long talk. It may or may not have been about life, someone’s life you had to take, and everything about order. 

You guys end up working together to bring down a lot of opponents or threats and wow, what a tag team you both are.

Aoi

Finally, a gun-wielding AND sharp-tongued senpai!

… I’m joking, please don’t teach him any more violent/sassy stuff. 

And yes, technically, you’re not sharp-tongued, that’s more of your fangs just gleaming.

You, despite having been in this service and becoming a literal creature of the night, had made the most rookie mistake ever. 

Leaving. Your. Papers.

With all of your bloody targets.

Pun intended because the few red splotches scattered across the parchment certainly wasn’t just a teacher’s pen.

The thing is, Aoi at first hadn’t bothered looking at the content when he had first spotted them. 

He was only focused on just returning your ‘homework’ for Finishing School.

Even though he usually refused to look into anyone, his Seer powers couldn’t exactly tune out the presence of a heart. 

Except, apparently, you did not have one. 

Honestly, you were surprised he never called you out for it. He could have easily unravelled the whole situation.

"Trust me, I know you don’t have one. But you still feel. How can I hate someone who’s always considering her actions every time?”

Now, how to respond to a man so understanding as him?

Why by showing that you were JUST as tsundere as him.

Koga Kitamikado

He feels that he has no right to judge you for killing because at least you have determined if your intended victim was worth spilling blood over. 

He didn’t with Masanobu’s brother.

Honestly, you were always just the slightest bit worried that one day he would pay you to kill him should he ever submit to carnage. 

You and Kuya both want to shake this man so hard.

But for now, you stay. 

Sometimes, you even make sure the area is vacated if it looks like the illness is acting up again. 

For that, he is grateful and makes sure that you are properly covered as well. 

And I don’t mean just hiding your tracks from the public eye. 

This man will get you equipped to deal with ANYTHING.

Heck, even if you had turned human all of a sudden, you could fight an army in the sun thanks to the umbrellas, sunscreens and whatnot. 

It helps that thanks to your line of work, you HAVE to go to parties so while he finally has a companion to secretly diss the questionable crowd, you can gather intel on your next target and see if they were worth it, with inside info from him as well.

You both spend as much time together as you can, even if it’s just sitting in his office doing different things.

Ironically, he never says what you are aloud through it all.

Because the only thing that mattered was who was living at that moment.

Kuya

The boy is smart. He can tell something… 

That you were a bit too familiar with flying. 

At first, he had chalked it up to you being nervous about heights but with how you waved your wand around and almost seemed to be stabbing enemies mid-air, he knew something was… up. 

And he just confronts you the most easily out of everyone here. 

“So, are you a vampire who kills for literally and figuratively a living?”

A bit too morbidly fascinated with it. He’s already obsessed with wraiths, he needs to know how someone like you could battle it all. 

And now he knew.

Don’t expect him to read up. He WILL ask questions that are borderline uncomfortable and really make you question the nature of what you were doing and if there were really no alternatives. 

Always touching your dagger when you’re not looking and then looks like a startled crow when you catch him… before just outrightly asking to touch your fangs. 

Sweet goodness, Kuya, why?

Essentially, imagine him with Koga. 

Because he feels that you torturing yourself to kill just to survive was really not worth it. 

Yura

How he finds out is even more stupid than Aoi. 

You had smiled. 

Like, really smiled because how can you not smile at this pure jelly bean… 

Oh shoot, your fangs had been fully retracted. 

Again, one of those who feels that he is in no position to question your actions.

You even take pity on him by quickly removing all of the animals that he is forced to kill. 

Somehow, not seeing their carcasses alleviates his pain. 

Barely. 

What really made him relieved was that they also acted as a sort of substitute to 

At one point, you had wondered if there was any cure to you being a vampire.

Unfortunately, like with Koga, the most he can produce is a sort of potion to reduce your bloodlust. 

It does help you lower your hit list, thank god.

Maybe one day, the two of you will actually have time to clean those bloodstained hands.

Gaku

Are you here to harm his brother? 

What, you found his scent to be too saccharine? 

How Bloody Dare You. 

You better get diabetes. 

Gaku, not the point.

He found out thanks to Yura confessing. 

Sure, it had taken sheer effort to finally corner the both of you, especially since Yura knew more hiding spots in the forest than Gaku. 

When he did though, the first thing he did was to raise his drums for an attack.

Not surprisingly, he was more concerned with how you would be either against Yura rather than himself. 

Surprisingly though, he is the one giving you weapons much later. 

And I mean much, much later. Yura needed time to work his brotherly magic, after all.

He would rather you not even be doing this at all, it reminded him too much of the path Yura was forced to take. 

Only somehow worse because yours was directly related to your newfound nature. 

Still, if it helped you, he would make sure the kill is at least clean-cut and efficient.

Toichiro Yuri

Good, more resources for the Kitsune clan. 

Seriously, you don’t think there’s a bit of dirty work involved in ruling a bunch of Ayakashi, no?

He already knew of your kind thanks to not just his Western connections, but also because most vampires were related to ancient nobles. 

You had to be bloody pathetic to have not accumulated SOME form of wealth after 100 years.

Especially since your diet was literally JUST blood.

It would be no stretch to assume that Toichiro made use of his silver tongue to inveigle his questionable business partners.

That you were about to become a part of. 

And somehow even more well-hidden than the rest.

Will bug you at night on purpose just because he knows you will be up.

Asshole. 

Truly though, he does value your opinion, especially if whoever he needs info on is a potential victim.

Shizuki

Well, you could have at least told him of your dietary preferences before he had brewed up that pot of milk tea. 

And why you always seemed to struggle with meeting him on the midnight patrols. His schedule was literally thrown up thanks to YOUR secret one.

He somehow isn’t so thrown off at the fact you’re a vampire. It’s what you’re doing that gets him on guard. 

You’re going to have to work to prove that you are NOT a threat to Toichiro. 

So... good luck. 

You may even have to literally swallow your pride... in the form of milk tea. 

Low-key salty he is one of the few who didn’t figure it out and had to be told by Toichiro. 

And yet, you still did. You even tolerated his master’s jokes with an almost inhuman level of patience.

Oh, wait...

Sometimes wonder if freezing blood would help you keep it so that you won’t have to constantly hunt. 

Although you better do whatever Toichiro does ask you to do still.

Just that... he may or may not be slightly concerned with the other non-human in the manor.

Kuro 

Honestly, he is disappointed. 

It’s not about you being a vampire.

He’s probably thought his species was the worst and shameful enough not to reveal at all. 

No, it was the fact you had to murder people. 

Yes, he was glad that you had some sort of say in deciding who to kill.

The thing is, he already has one loose ex-Shinsengumi member risking everything for a few servings of justice.

He was hoping not to have a chance to lose you too.

Did try to accompany you the first few times but you were a bit too fond of the dark. 

For obvious reasons. 

Begins to stock up on random medicine he uses for physical training as an acrobat before wondering if they would even work on a vampiric body.

Still better than you not going to a hospital just because you would be tempted by the blood donors.

Hugs you tight before every mission that he knows he can’t take part in.

Someone’s gotta look after Nachi.

Oji 

For the first time, you will hear what Aoi calls ‘The Dead Voice’. 

For the longest time, you thought it was just one of his ways of covering up his affectionate slip up of calling Oji a ‘Dad’.

Now, you know. You heard right.

Strangely, he is the most aggressive. But remember, he has to consider someone. 

While Aoi may technically accept you, Oji has seen him completely vulnerable after losing all faith in humanity. 

He can’t imagine the state his ward would be in if you were to ever take it too far. 

Not only that, the resurgence of Asian Vampires started around his era so he had to grow up with the worst lot. 

Not the best memory to look back on. And he knows you can’t represent a whole species. 

Doesn’t stop him from having one or three eyes peeled open.

It takes some convincing from Koga to finally Aoi himself to reassure him that you wouldn’t do anything to harm the rest. 

And finally, you get back the adorkable manager(?) who is a bit too busy coming up with vampire puns, always offering a ‘bite’ for you.

Epilogue

After parting with your beloved, you flew. 

“Good job, my doll. I’m proud that you told him.”

With that, you smiled at the one who had turned your blood to one that lusted after another’s. Your daggers met not as an attack, but a sworn oath.

“Yes, Professor.”

[gingerhellion]

* GETTING  TO  KNOW  THE  ROLEPLAYER

NAME :   Aimee FACECLAIM :  yeah, forgot the name and manga this girl came from but... ^ up there. PRONOUNS :  she/her HEIGHT :   5′3″ BIRTHDAY :   September 29th AESTHETIC :  tank top and pajama pants are default LAST  SONG  YOU  LISTENED  TO :  Trails of Cold Steel III theme song FAVORITE  MUSE (S)  YOU’VE  WRITTEN :  hm... I’ll have to go with Yui from Tales of Vesperia. She’s a GBed Yuri. Look the game up. It’s a fun of fun.

* GETTING  TO  KNOW  THE  ACCOUNT

WHAT  INSPIRED  YOU  TO  TAKE  ON  THIS  MUSE :  not going to lie... I ship Sylvix something fierce and I can’t RP guys... and I knew I could not do Felix justice. And talking to my bux @vexingvixens​... I got some kinky headcanons about Slyvi. It went from there.

WHAT  ARE  YOUR  FAVORITE  ASPECTS  OF  YOUR  CURRENT  MUSE :  Her self-deprecation while putting on a smile. How she tries to be the lighthearted one of the group of four childhood friends but she’s just as troubled and messed up as the others but for different reasons than them, to the point that she doesn’t believe they could understand her so she puts a facade up even around them.

WHAT’S  YOUR  BIGGEST  INSPIRATION  WHEN  IT  COMES  TO  WRITING :  Honestly? When I see how amazing detailed some of my partners can get on here. It’s amazing.

FAVORITE  TYPES  OF  THREADS :   Fluff. Just... I adore cute fluff threads.

BIGGEST  STRUGGLE  IN  REGARDS  TO  YOUR  CURRENT  MUSE :   The sex talk. As an Ace person... I’m sitting here going... okay, I took the role of a very sexually active person and I made her BI on top of that... I know nothing. Dear lord.

Tagged by :  @blxe-skys-of-coxrage​ Tagging :   Whoever hasn’t done the thing yet~

[a-bucket-full-of-feels]

Thoughts on Liz to Aoi Tori

I wouldn’t want to call this a review because it won’t be just a straight up review, but also include some of my analyses and personal opinions. Anyway, when Kyoani announced a slew of Hibike spin-off movies after Season 2, I admit I wasn’t that hyped about the NozoMizo movie, since Kumiko and friends were the main stars and what kept fans like me following the Hibike story after all. But after they released the key visuals and trailer, as well as watching some Youtube reviews of the movie upon its box office release, I knew I had to go watch it.

Liz to Aoi Tori, if I could put it simply, was beautiful. Everything from the visuals to the camera work to the sound design was so masterfully put together and directed. Every shot and movement was so deliberately thought out, and even the moments of silence were just right, neither too long nor too short. But I’ll leave my thoughts on the artistic direction just here, since I don’t have the film expertise to analyse it at length, and the many Youtube reviews have done this area justice anyway.

What I’d like to focus on is the plot and characters instead. The movie is a short one - just under one and a half hours, and only has one main story line (about Nozomi and Mizore) and a small sub-plot on Mizore’s relationship with her oboe and double reed juniors. Yet this story was told so masterfully, I was enraptured from the start to the end.

Like I mentioned in my Hibike S2 review, I did enjoy the NozoMizo subplot in the anime. However, it was clearly overshadowed by the main focus of the series - Asuka and Kumiko’s character development. Having a standalone film just focusing on Nozomi and Mizore alone allowed me to fully immerse myself and appreciate the dynamic in Nozomi and Mizore’s relationship, and experience the emotions felt by the characters in their rawest form through every action, every word spoken and every word unspoken.

The story within the story - the fairytale of Liz and the Bluebird - was a great device in mirroring Nozomi and Mizore’s relationship and was seamlessly into the plot. In the beginning, it seemed quite obvious to us as the viewer and the characters that Mizore was like Liz, the lonely girl who made friends with the Bluebird/girl and wants to be with her forever, while Nozomi resembled the Bluebird, making the first contact with Liz, but was somehow held back from being free to do what she wanted because of her friendship with Liz. But the dramatic turning point came when we realise that the roles are switched instead - Mizore is like the Bluebird, who has the potential to achieve greater musical heights and even enter a music college, whereas Nozomi is like Liz, whose love for her was holding the Bluebird back the whole time. This dramatic climax was not only put into words but in the titular musical piece which included a Nozomi and Mizore duet, which was extremely moving.

As I was watching Hibike S2 and the whole time while watching Liz, I was pondering over Nozomi and Mizore’s relationship and their feelings for each other. It seemed that the reason for the tension was the imbalance in the way they perceived each other. To Mizore, Nozomi was her entire world; but to Nozomi, Mizore was just another friend to her, as so Mizore thought. But after mulling about it, I realised that this is not exactly that case - Nozomi did care about Mizore as much as Mizore does for Nozomi, it’s just that their motivations are different. Nozomi was a more self-motivated girl, taking her own initiative and making decisions based on her own reasoning - she made her own decision to quit the band at the end of her 1st year, she decided on her own to enter a music college, and later reasoned with herself to not enroll in a music college in the end. On the other hand, Mizore was a lot less opinionated, making her decisions based on what Nozomi wanted, and always following Nozomi - she plays the oboe because she wanted to be with Nozomi, and decided to enroll into a music college because Nozomi decided to.

In the end, what was beautiful about the resolution of this story was the subtle change in their relationship. Nozomi and Mizore still loved each other just as much, but Nozomi knew she had to let Mizore go to fulfill her true potential, and Mizore started to be less passive and take things in her own stride.

And just a random side note I decided to slip in - some more yuri-loving fans may interpret NozoMizo’s relationship as romantic, while others may feel that their relationship was just platonic. I personally feel that the beauty of this film is that the nature of their relationship can be whatever you’d perceive it to be. One of the themes of this story is love after all, and loving someone, be it as a friend or as a romantic partner, means that you want them to be happy, even if that means you need to let go of them once in a while.

All in all, Liz to Aoi Tori was a masterful piece, and hands down one of the best anime movies I have watched (as good or maybe even better than a certain popular movie about meteorites and body switching teenagers). Forgive me if I’m gushing too much or viewing this movie through rose-tinted glass since I was a fan of the Hibike series to begin with, but you can’t deny the amazing skill and effort put in by Kyoani in this film. Even if you haven’t watched Hibike before, I believe this film can still be enjoyed on its own. In my opinion, this movie was hands down better than Hibike S2 (which already I enjoyed a lot) - can’t really say about S1 because it’s quite a distant memory - and I just hope that the next movie installment about the Kitauji Quartet (which seems to follow the anime canon more closely in terms of plot and art style) would not disappoint as well.

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Megalobox - Episode 10

Let’s get into this. It’s Megalobox, episode 10! Here we GO!

-Under a red moon, Fujimaki gives Nanbu a simple order. Tell Joe everything, and bring this to a close. Speaking of, Joe steps out to come take a piss…And Nanbu’s forced to admit that their real fight is over, all while Fujimaki just listens to the torture and pain he’s putting them through…

-Opening.

-Flashback. That day in the restaurant, when Nanbu made the oath to get into Megalonia…And Fujimaki wasn’t interested in some bight dream. Fujimaki pushed Nanbu even harder that day, past the easy bluffs and the noble dreams and into something darker…

-So Nanbu’s forced to admit his real bluff. It wasn’t getting to Megalonia. It wasn’t even winning Megalonia.

-It was throwing a match at Megalonia. Turning the hopes and dreams of the entire fucking slums into Fujimaki’s profits, and burn the idea of a better tomorrow into ash. Making enough profit off of everyone back home trying to show their faith in the local kid done good, that it would wipe Nanbu’s debt.

-Joe, of course, realizes he never had Nanbu in his court, not really. Not with any idea of taking it to the top. You were ALWAYS looking for your cash-out! Nanbu tries to counter that this was the only path where either of them survived, and look, you’ve got the ID. You’ve got the rankings. You drop this last time, and they’re free and clear! Just a quick detour. Just put the headset on, one more time…

-Joe clocks Nanbu across the fucking jaw, throws the earpiece to the ground, and stomps it to dust. You’ve only ever been looking for yourself. The last time he played your game was in the fucking pits, Nanbu. Never again. Never again. Nanbu snatches up Joe, trying to convince him that they’ve got no other path, that they’re a pair of frauds with no hope of legitimacy, that all they can do is survive…

-Joe’s not interested in hearing it. He’s not even mad, he’s just, disillusioned. Utterly and truly. He just gets on his motorcycle, riding off…And leaving Nanbu to deal with a horrified Sachio. And, worse, a satisfied Fujimaki, who makes something very clear…If Joe doesn’t throw his match, all three of you are dead. The rain begins to fall, full of fury…

-And Joe, in the dark and bitter rain, rides against that desert cliff one more time.

-The next day, the three established Megalonia competitors are doing a press conference. One that Joe was supposed to be at too, but he isn’t showing…Also, side note, Burroughs speaks in pretty solid English, that makes me think they got an actual native speaker to do his lines.

-Joe finds himself at Abuhachi’s, with no other place to go. And it’s not like he’s upset to see Joe here, but what happened, kid? You get lost or something?

-…Yeah, lost is a good way to put it.

-While in the slums, Nanbu comes and finds Sachio…Who’s disgusted with Nanbu. But Nanbu pops the hat right off of Sachio’s head, and knows exactly who you are, kid. The son of a freelance engineer. A guy who got fucked by Shirato, and who took his own life…

-As far as Sachio’s concerned, Shirato killed his dad. His mom, without cashflow, got sick. Couldn’t afford a doctor. Died a year later. He lost everything…And when he saw Joe, he, he thought, maybe they could…And then YOU RUINED IT ALL! Nanbu just picks up the spare clothes he brought, and starts walking away…

-They end up at a fancy party after the press conference. …Things are different now, Sachio. If you want your revenge…She’s right there. Out in the open. No security. The CEO of Shirato. He passes the kid a knife, and, if you want an eye for an eye…Take the eye.

-Sachio’s real, fucking, close to doing it, too, to racing in there over the fence and attacking Yukiko…When he sees her talking and playing with a pair of kids. A pair of kids about his age. Had things gone a different way, he’d be right there next to them. Of course he would have. But now…

-…He can’t do it. All he has in him, is believing in Joe. …They both bet on Joe. They both put it all in. But that leaves Joe as the only man who can decide how this ends.

-Back under the bridge, Joe’s burning some steam on the bags…And Nanbu, at the party, gives Sachio another path. Leave the knife, kid, and come on.

-To Yukiko’s doorstep, where Nanbu’s got a request for her. His most absurd yet. …He needs you to keep this kid safe. A dishonest man wants him dead. And, to be blunt…Your company put that kid in this position. Your people led to his father’s death, his mother’s death, and him ending up a rat in the slums. You owe him.

-Yukiko counters, that she could just force an exchange. She could make Joe withdraw from the tournament. …Nanbu wouldn’t be too unhappy if that happened, at this point. At least it would be the first honest thing he was ever part of. But no. He knows you. You’re not going to do that. And, besides…This is the last you’ll be hearing from him.

-Nanbu’s gonna disappear. The only question for him is whether it’s on his feet or in a box. Either way, none of you are ever going to see him again. He passes Sachio an ID card, and then he’s gone, a single wave goodbye…

-Megalobox, Round 10: The DIE is Cast

-To MEGALONIA! The opening salvo is on, and the crowd is going wild! It’s the biggest tournament in the history of the sport! Yukiko’s doing her rounds with the upper crust, when her assistant has something for her…A full internal audit was done. And the integrated Gear’s immunosuppressant system was not acquired on the up and up. The boy’s claims are legitimate. His father was stolen from, and their company profited from it.

-Speaking of Sachio, he’s alone in a dark room, just staring at that photo on the inside of his hat…He drops the ID card in there too, ramming the whole thing back on his head as, despite himself, the tears start to fall…

-The first match is on! Yuri is up against The Spider, Pepe Iglesias. The second ranked boxer in the world, straight out of Mexico! And his opponent? Yuri. The king of kings! The world champion! Number one in the entire world, representing Team Shirato!

-Both men enter the field, as Yukiko watches…She’s got every intention of seeing this through. But she does make a quick request…Get every single fucking name who was involved in that perversion of justice. Every last person who helped steal a man’s work from him and take his livelihood, and life, away. They will be dealt with. …Oh she is pissed.

-And of course, all eyes are on this first match…Joe’s way in the back, watching, and even down at the bar, Nanbu drowns his sorrows as people watch…

-The match is on, as Spider’s tricks become obvious. He’s incredibly flexible above all else, and light on his feet, which lets him dodge and pull off tricks that hardly any other boxer can deal with. Even Yuri can only hold his own, not actually get any ground, as both men test each other…

-Round two comes fast, and both start trying to actually claim some momentum in the ring…With Spider managing to get the first solid shot and draw blood! But that just snaps Yuri awake hard, as he goes all out…Spider throws another punch, but he just comes into the man’s guard like a ghost, and uppercuts him cold, before a followup left hook! Spider hits the mat, and even the commentators can’t even see it until they go back to the slow-mo footage!

-The count hits ten, and the match is called! Yuri claims his first victory in Megalonia!

-After it’s over, Joe’s out by the rider with his motorcycle, full of heavy thoughts…When a dog comes up, all eager to see him. Yuri’s dog. The two men end up standing there, chatting…Joe’s changed, since the last time they really interacted. He’s seen Yuri is the real deal, and he’s got some legit respect for that match. That was a hell of a hook you finished with!

-Yuri tries to play it down. The ring is the ring. You win or lose. That’s all. Everyone has the same two chances in front of them. …Why are you fighting bare, Joe? Why Gearless?

-…If he’s honest? It started as a bluff. A gamble. A way to get people to be willing to fight him, and to get the newspapers to actually give a shit about a man at the bottom rankings. But the more he’s gone, the more it’s about…Pride? Honor? Maybe t’s just the thrill of knowing he doesn’t have anything helping him, and doesn’t have anything holding him back. It’s just his own two hands out there, just his own speed and skill protecting his life.

-And he wants to see how far he can take it. This isn’t about proving something to anyone anymore, Yuri. He doesn’t want to get in the ring with you to, to take back something from that night in the pits. He wants to see how far he can go, and test himself. Against you, against the best…Joe just wants to see the heights he can reach, pushed by someone that strong. But what about you? What makes you step into that ring?

-…A dream. A single, simple dream. Someone believed in him, Joe. Someone pulled him up from the dark, all for a dream. And he wants to see her dream come true. That’s all there is to it.

-While Nanbu, drunk off his ass, stumbles back to the houseboat…Fujimaki treated him to a drink, and chatted with him about the old fable of the frog and the scorpion…As across the city, Joe stares into the water, Sachio looks out the window of his home slash prison, and Nanbu slumps over under the bridge, thinking of a scorpion’s nature…

-The next morning, Joe leaves Abuhachi’s, having received a fresh earpiece…And Abuhachi asked him, plain and simple. Who should he really bet on, tonight?

-Credits.

Fuuuuuuuuuuck

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ok all youre sentai ships GO

Pfff. Okay, I’m not going to draw that, but I’m in a good mood and the minimalism here amuses me, so, if you’re gonna go and ask for that…

Behind-the-cut powers, activate!

AIGHT SO LET’S SEE WHAT WE GOT HERE

Gokaiger: None. [I was a toku babby, this was literally my first toku, and now… eh. I’m just happy that that wacky little pirate family is out there, somewhere, getting up to Space Hijinks. Don’t feel any more than that.]

Dekaranger: Doggie/Swan, Sen/Umeko. [Still a toku babby. Canon’s fine by me, because even if the first couple wasn’t canon, they’d be goddamn canon in my heart. Also: height differences, I am weak.]

Magiranger: Urara/Hikaru.[L O O K, THEY’RE CUTE OK, LET THE MARRIED COUPLE LIVE]

Go-Busters: Jin/Life.

Boukenger: Natsuki/Masumi[oh god early toku ships are all so canon, I swear we’ll get somewhere crazier someday. Anyway the boukens are 90% too broken for shipping so MOVING ON]

Shinkenger: nobody i guess????[… It occurs to me that, outside of Ren/Shinji and Teddy/Koutarou, I actually have huge problems with managing to ship anything in Kobayashi seasons in general. Hm. HMMMM.]

Goseiger: Gosei Knight/THE LITERAL EARTH HERSELF[OKAY OKAY YEAH HERE WE GO, THE ORIGINAL CRACKSHIP I WILL NEVER ABANDON] [SCREW YOU GOSEI KNIGHT LOVES HIS EARTH WAIFU SO MUCH OK]

Kyoryuger: ehhhhh. … Icchan/Uppy.[it’s prolly a bad sign that i remember so little of kyoryuger by now and also the one thing i do remember is going ‘okay so those two descendants are making out hardcore, right’]

Timeranger: Ayase/Tatsuya/Yuri[OT3! OT3! OT3!!!!]

ToQger: i got nothing i don’t even particularly ship akira with his tank top i’m sorry jamie

Ninninger: I VAGUELY REMEMBER BEING PRETTY INTO KINJI/TAKAHARU AND I THINK I HAD SOME KIND OF RANDOM CRACKSHIP BUT IDK, ninninger man, good jams and good visuals but the poor dear’s just kinda there

Zyuohger: MICCHAN/ANYONE HE GODDAMN LIKES, Micchan/Happiness, uhhh Sela/Amu[speaking of seasons that were just kinda there for me… oh goddammit I shoulda shoved Sela/Amu into that last ask, i literally forgot i sorta shipped that, d a m n]

Kyuranger: Balance/Naga, Stinger/Lucky/Garu, ehhh maybe someday Kotaro/Martha, TSURUGI/KUERVO IF DON ARMAGE HADN’T STOLEN OUR BIRD[look sometimes my brain just does what it wants, ok] [and look martha deserved better than her planet full of TERRIBLE ADULTS, let her leave and go join the rebellion herself, Let Martha Live]

LuPato: Umika/Shiho, Keiichiro/JUSTICE, Tsukasa/Getting A Darn Nap[it is too early for serious shipping here] [EXCEPT FOR THE FASHION THIEF AND HER GIRLFRIEND] [LET HER HAVE HER GIRLFRIEND BACK] [SAVE HER FROM AWKWARD FAKE DATES] [UMIKA TOO GAY 4 THIS]

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NOTES: Forkannukkah continues! So my biggest challenge with this one-shot was not to spend more time on it than the others because (spoiler) Makoto is my favourite Senshi. It's by a very thin margin because I love them all so much, but I just adore this gentle Amazon! But I forced myself to write a story of similar length and passion instead of putting all my focus on Jupiter. Hope you guys like it!

Act 4. Makoto: The Housewife Is A Husband

"USAGI!" Sailor Jupiter called out as she flung herself forward, arms extended to save Sailor Moon from a fall that would at the absolute least have bruised her tailbone, if not shattered it. Again.

"OOF!" Success.

Jupiter didn't know why she spent so much time saving their leader. It was even how they first met; diving to keep her pretty blonde head from being plastered across the front of a car. There were two other Senshi on the team already, and they were still looking for their fifth, yet she seemed to always be the one rushing after the smallest when she was in trouble. She could be such a klutz sometimes!

But she was also ready and willing to thrust herself into the heat of battle… or at least, now she was. Once upon a time, she had been nervous and unsure of herself, but after a few good rounds against the Dark Kingdom, she was starting to come into her own. It was pretty inspiring to watch.

"Sorry!" she hissed as she was set on her feet again. "Thanks again, Jupiter!"

"Will you stop wasting time?!" Sailor Mars hissed out of the corner of her mouth, raising an ofuda that she was about to toss into the villain's face, freezing it in place with her spell so they could more easily dispatch it. "This isn't a tea ceremony class — these guys mean business! Finish it off already!"

"Its weak point is exposed," Mercury confirmed, gesturing toward the glowing crystal that had been revealed by Mars's attack. "A strike there should bring it to its knees."

Nodding, Usagi flexed her muscles, cracked her neck. "Got it! This thing is goin' down!"

"Get 'em, Sailor Moon!" Jupiter cheered her on as the pigtailed heroine dashed toward the ugly thing. What was this one supposed to be? An accordion, maybe? Weird. After a while, it became easier to stop caring what the Enemy looked like and just attack, focusing on strategy instead of idle questions.

And it worked, as usual. While they held off the minions, Sailor Moon used her tiara to dispatch the Big Baddie and they had won. Zoisite was beaten back again, sneering down at them while vanishing into the nothingness, and the day was saved. Thanks to…

"Sailor Moon, Champion of Justice!" she crowed at the top of her lungs, striking a pose while she, Mercury, and Mars did the same on either side of her. She tried not to laugh; what a little nerd.

                                                        ~ o ~

But that was their profession. Outside of her time spent fighting against the forces of evil as Sailor Jupiter, Makoto Kino wasn't that impressive. None of them were. Maybe Usagi was cute and bubbly, and Makoto was strong, and Ami was a certified genius, and Rei had fortune telling skills, and they were all at least passably attractive… but nobody in their school, or in all of Azabu-Juuban really, knew they existed. Popularity wasn't that important to Makoto, but Usa-chan really seemed to lament that. Go figure; different people have different interests.

It was another average afternoon, and the three of them were eating lunch on a blanket under a sakura tree with Usagi's childhood friend, Naru. That is to say, two of them were both eating out of Makoto's bento, since Usagi never seemed to be able to remember her own. Or had no money to buy anything, but mysteriously did have money when they got to Game Center Crown after school. She was used to it by now. Rei would give her hell about it, and Ami or Luna would lecture her on wise spending choices, but personally, Makoto understood that thriftiness wasn't one of Usagi's strengths. Not everybody was good at everything, and she always had plenty of extra food, anyway.

"Say 'ahhhh'," she teased, holding up a croquette with her chopsticks.

"Ahhhhh!" Usagi sang out obediently, clasping her hands to one side of her cheek and striking an overly-cutesy pose as she opened her mouth wide as it would go. Again, she had to suppress a giggle at how adorable she was, and how funny. She noticed Ami was doing the same. Luckily, Rei didn't go to Juuban Junior High or she would have been chiding Usagi mercilessly — maybe even knocking her over so she missed the morsel and got a mouthful of dirt instead. It had happened before.

Without a disruptive Shinto shrine maiden around, Usagi got her savoury treat and chewed with relish, a hand covering her mouth as she moaned in pleasure. "Mmmm, oh that's so good…"

"You sound like you're getting laid whenever you eat," Naru sighed as she picked at her own bento of rice and umeboshi. Much simpler and less presentation than Makoto's, but she'd tried Naru's mother's cooking before and it was very good. Just simpler.

"I do not! Ami, I don't sound like that, do I?"

Blinking up from the book she had been casually reading between bites, Ami said, "What? Oh�� well, how should I know what that sounds like?" Her cheeks took on a slight flush as she returned to the book, embarrassed at even being asked to discuss the topic at all.

"You do," Naru went on, a playful smile on her face. "And you and Makoto look like boyfriend and girlfriend, feeding each other."

"Hey!" Crossing her arms over her chest, she shot back, "I never feed Mako-chan! I mean, it's her food, so that would make no sense!"

"Never said both of you had to do it. And you didn't even pretend that I'm wrong, did ya?"

Flopping over onto her side, head landing in Makoto's lap, she cooed, "Like it would be that bad being Makoto's girlfriend. She's so tall and strong!"

"Careful, or the other students might take you seriously," Ami cautioned her, looking even more embarrassed than she had about asking to comment on the moans.

"Yeah," Naru goaded. "Wouldn't want that, would you? Yuri-no Usagi."

"I don't care," Usagi flung at both of them, pulling down her eyelid and sticking out her tongue. "Mako-chan and I are secure in our pretend relationship!"

Makoto giggled at how playful and hilarious they were together. Almost like a manzai comedy team; Naru was the straight man and Usagi clearly the silly one. Sometimes, she envied how close the two of them were; she'd never had a good friend like that. Even at her old school, her height and 'freakish' strength had put the other girls off wanting to hang around with her. Some of them were acquaintances, and the teachers liked her well enough, but being an orphan tended to make everyone who wasn't afraid of her treat her like a poor little wounded bird. And the junior high boys were never interested in a girl who was just as tall as them, if not taller.

Luckily, she happened upon Usagi about to become a part of someone's bumper and found herself a group of friends in Juuban, or it would have been the same thing all over again. Even now, she still heard whispers about her being kicked out of her old school for roughing up… someone. The 'someone' changed every time; a girl, a boy, a teacher, a policeman, the principal…

"Mako-chan? Are you okay?" A finger poked into her side. "Um… if you don't want to feed me, I can just…"

Her hand was twitching toward the chopsticks. Shaking away the deeper thoughts, she smiled. "Nah. I can- hang on, here." She nipped up a piece of narutomaki sushi for her, and Usagi's jaw popped open as if automatic.

"She's going to catch a few flies like that one day," Naru sighed. Usagi scowled, but was chewing as she did so.

                                                        ~ o ~

It wasn't long after that casual lunch that they got the class assignment. Cooking. Something Usagi couldn't do to save her life, despite how much she loved home economics. The instant she heard it, Makoto knew what would happen; she and Ami would do just fine, Naru would muddle through, and Usagi would put it off completely until the last second. And she had been right.

"Oh, there you are," was all she said when she opened the door to see the bun-headed blonde standing there with a wide, endearing smile. A couple of plastic shopping bags hanging from her wrists, laden down with ingredients — some of which might have even been the right ingredients.

"Yep! It's me! Can I come in?"

"Why?" Might as well tease her a little while she could.

"Mako-chaaaaan…" The pout was pretty extreme. Olympic-level. "I don't know how to make Italian food! I barely know how to make green tea rice, and mine's always too sticky! Be a pal? Be a chum, a bosom companion, a-"

"Alright, alright, enough. I'll help you." Rolling her eyes, she pushed the door wider. Usagi flashed her a grin before skipping inside and practically hopping out of her flats as she booked it to the kitchen. Makoto had no choice but to bump the door closed and follow.

"So cool that you have this place all to yourself," she was glowing as she set the bags down. At least she was beginning to lay the ingredients out, and not being entirely useless.

"Yeah, cool," Makoto sighed.

Once she had the bags wadded up in one hand, she turned around to see the slight frown on her friend's face, and her own excited expression slipped. "Oh… I mean, well, it is, but… I didn't mean to rub it in that you don't-"

"Forget it," she quickly cut her off. Not wanting to talk about her parents, to open up that can of pure pain. No amount of years passing could erase her loss. Still, no use moping now that so much time had passed; she would rather focus on the good things in her life. "Being a teenager living on my own is pretty great sometimes. Um… so, what dish were you supposed to make?"

But Usagi wasn't that easily distracted. Normally, yes, but not this time. Makoto sometimes could forget just how empathetic she was, even if she forgot less often than Rei or Luna. Glancing away at the stove, then back upward, she whispered, "Is it tough? Like, having nobody around? You seem to be doing pretty great, so I guess… I didn't-"

"Used to be hard," she interrupted, so Usagi wouldn't have to keep fumbling for words. Her hands started to sort through ingredients, to keep busy. "But I got used to it. And now I have the Senshi, and Naru and Luna, and… it's better now. Plus Motoki at the Game Center!"

"Oh, I know! He's a hunky guy, and a great friend. But you know, if you ever feel lonely…"

Nodding, she flashed her friend a little smile. "I'll call. Got all your house numbers by my phone." She nodded at the wall-mounted phone across the kitchen, with the little whiteboard showing the numbers for the Tsukino residence, the Shinto shrine, the Game Center, and the Mizuno residence. She didn't really know Naru well enough to ask for hers yet.

"Wow! You do, that's great! Sometimes I forget Naru's number even, and I don't have it written down because I'm a ditz, and always remember to do it when I don't have my address book. So I just end up calling for the Directory." Her faint blush about her own forgetfulness was too cute, and Makoto laughed, which ended up setting Usagi at ease, too. "But you're so organised, Mako-chan! I wish I could be like you!"

It was her turn to feel flattered. "Ahh, stop it. Anyway… what are we making?"

"Hm? Oh yeah, uh… lasagna? I think? Is that the one with the thin noodles and the, um…" Her hands made some kind of gesture that Makoto couldn't figure out, so she just shook her head and looked into the bag.

"Oh! Yes, you have lasagna noodles… and spaghetti noodles?"

"Well, the spaghetti noodles looked right, but those actually say 'lasagna' on them, so… I didn't know…" Her shoulders shrugged. "You're so much better at this stuff than I am. Better at fighting, and cooking, and even classes; maybe not some genius like Ami, but you have actual grades that aren't failing, which is way better than me…"

"Maybe so, but that doesn't mean you can't learn, Usa. Come here, look."

So she began instructing her friend in the ways of Italian cuisine. Really, she only had to tell her how to make lasagna, but she also explained about spaghetti and fettucine, and a few of the different types of sauces. She could tell Usagi was experiencing information overload, so eventually they took a break to get a couple of bottles of Calpis Soda and talk, leaning against the counter.

"I'll get this, I promise," Usagi said between swigs. "And maybe someday, I'll know something and I can teach that to you!"

"Someday you'll know something, huh?" she laughed. Usagi's ears burned, and she bumped her with her elbow. "It's alright. I like helping you, because you're so energetic. As long as it's not about homework."

"Ughhhh, homework." Then they both laughed. "You're going to make such a great mom. It's like, I can be as much of an airhead as possible and you don't care, you just… keep helping me. I don't deserve it."

That gave her a weird feeling. A great mom? She hadn't given it a lot of thought — mostly because she was still working on the finish-high-school-and-find-a-husband part. Leaning over again, she wrapped her arm around Usagi's shoulders. It was so easy to do, being that much taller than her. "Sure you do. Come on, don't be so down on yourself; you can cook! I know you can!"

Both of her arms slithered around Makoto's stomach. This feeling was a completely different kind of weird; it felt so easy, having her fitted up against her that way. Being almost a head taller was part of that, but it was also that she was petite, and cute, and sweet. And her shampoo smelled nice…

"Maybe. But thanks for helping, either way. At least I'll pass this assignment. And then I can worry about math! Bluuugh, why does it never end?!"

"Math can wait." Nuzzling her hair, Makoto said, "Tell you what. Let's work on this lasagna. After that, I'll get out the Famicom and we can see if it still works. Sound like a plan?"

The squeeze and squeal Usagi gave her made her laugh. "Mmm, thank you, Mako-chan! You always know exactly how to get me motivated!" When she didn't let go after a second or two, Usagi pulled her head back just enough to look up at her. "Mako-chan?"

"Hm?"

"Um…" Her cheeks turned a little redder. "You like hugging me, huh? Not that I'm complaining! Just, y'know… I thought you wanted to get started on the lasagna."

She had a point: Makoto had been holding onto her for a minute or so, at least. Longer than was normal for friends. Why did she feel so comfortable with Usagi there? Like she was her little doting wife. A comical vision of the two of them in domesticated bliss swam into her mind; coming home every day to Usagi wearing an apron, apologising for burning a hole through one of her shirts while doing the ironing. The thought made her chuckle, and she kissed Usagi's head, prompting a little squeak of surprise.

"Let's do it. I'll be the chef husband, and you be the poor sheltered wife who has to learn how to cook. We'll make a game out of it."

"Ohhhhhh, yes!" she giggled at once. "I like that! You know how much I love games!"

"Me, too! And Motoki can probably back that up, as often as we're down at the Game Center."

"Yeah!" Hopping back a step, she placed her fists on her hips and crowed in her usual superhero voice, "This is a job for Sailor Moon! Wait, I mean…" Her hands went to the side of her face as she tilted her head, popping one foot up and cooing, "Yes, dear! Help me learn how to take better care of you!"

"Of course, my honey!" Makoto said in a slightly deeper voice, and they both burst into fresh giggles at that. Then she put her hand at her chin, as she could remember her father doing often when she was younger. "Hmm, we should start with having all the ingredients ready."

"Goodness! I hope I can find them all!" Then she said in a stage-whisper, "Hey, I need an apron to really look like the housewife!"

"Right!" she whispered back. "Hang on, I got an extra one…"

Makoto ended up finding a more 'manly' cook's apron, so she put that on herself and gave Usagi the cute, frilly pink one she had already been wearing. The game continued as they readied ingredients, started combining them and put the lasagna in the pan, and Usagi played her part so well that Makoto found herself forgetting that she wasn't usually this doting and submissive.

Speaking of which… it was interesting that she chose to play such a submissive stereotype of a housewife, when she knew that Mrs. Tsukino definitely wasn't like that. Truly an independent mom of the Nineties! But the frequent flutterings of eyelashes, and the way Usagi would theatrically touch her face and say "oopsie" whenever she made a mistake were straight out of an American sitcom from the 1950s. Maybe she should try out for the drama club when they got to high school.

"Good work, little wife," Makoto told her in a hearty tone as she hugged around her shoulders again. That had happened often; if it wasn't her doing that, it was Usagi draping herself over her side. "We have made a fine lasagna!"

"My strong husband taught me how!" They both laughed again. Really, they sounded more like someone's grandparents than any modern husband and wife.

Then Usagi kissed her cheek. She had to lean up to do it, standing on her tippy-toes and neck stretching out, but she managed. It stunned Makoto enough that she almost broke character, but at the last second she managed to let out a gruff little hum. "Oh, s-stop it, sweetheart. You're embarrassing me!"

"Oh, men don't get embarrassed, they just get stronger!" When Makoto snorted, Usagi lost it, falling back onto the floor and rolling around with laughter until Makoto gave her a gentle kick in the butt to get her to quit. "Oh! Oh God, that's hilarious!"

"Real wives don't say their husbands are hilarious," she giggled, dropping the persona for the moment. It was kind of relief; she was trying to figure out how she felt about being kissed by Usagi. It wasn't a big deal, just a little cheek kiss. Totally normal between friends! So why did she feel so weird about it?

After a few seconds, Usagi popped up again, face reddish from all the laughing and wiping tears from her eyes. When she noticed Makoto wasn't doing anything besides leaning back against the counter, she blinked a few times, waiting for her to acknowledge her. It didn't happen; she was too preoccupied with her thoughts. After another few seconds, she slid her arms around her waist again, fluttering her eyelashes up at her.

"Husband, I need to know how to bake the lasagna. I'm helpless without you."

Now her heart was racing, trying to beat out of her chest as she gazed down at Usagi's sweet face. Maybe her mind was playing tricks on her, but she really thought a lot of that affection was genuine… not just a product of their silly fantasy. Usagi really was helpless without her. From the first time she saved her life to the many moments since, that theme kept popping up. Not that she minded. Out of anyone she'd ever known, she liked taking care of the tiny blonde ditz the most.

But it wasn't just that. Raising her hand to cup Usagi's cheek, she said in her deeper voice, "You aren't helpless, little wife. It is I who need you. Without your love, your tenderness… I am alone in this world."

The sincerity must have shone through the joking words, because Usagi's clear blue eyes widened, and she was working hard to swallow. Hands came up to shove her away, and they did push a little at first, but then simply rested on Makoto's shoulders. "I… w-well, I don't… want to leave you alone, my husband." Then a quiet giggle fell out of her lips, clearly shakier than usual, and she whispered, "Wow, you're pretty smooth, Mako-chan. I wish Tuxedo Mask would talk to me the way you do…"

"I know! He reminds me so much of my old boyfriend…" When she pet Usagi's cheek, she leaned into the touch, eyes half-closing. A thought struck her: Usagi was somehow even prettier when she was given over to a moment like that. A true princess. But this was a moment between two best friends, fellow Senshi! Maybe it was time they rethought the terms of their game. "Want me to stop, Usa-chan? I mean, I don't know what I'm doing…"

"N-nah. It's nice to pretend… I guess…"

"It is?"

"Yeah. I mean, um, as long as you're not uncomfortable or anything! We can stop… if you are…"

Makoto nodded, cleared her throat, and gripped the back of Usagi's neck. Instantly, she went still, eyes flying open again. It shot a chill into the pit of her stomach, but she ignored that and cleared her throat, speaking in her 'manly' voice again. "From the moment I saw you, I knew we were destined to be together. For you to be my bride!"

"Yes, my husband! My love!" The hands flexed on her lapels, then began petting up and down. "I have always been yours! Your strength gives me life!"

"Ah!" She dipped her, and the next giggle of pure joy from Usagi was definitely not acting. "How can a man resist such a… a goddess?!" The word came to her at the last second.

"Then do not resist any longer, Prince Mako! Kiss me and claim me again!"

So Makoto kissed her. It was supposed to be a silly one, and she dipped the smaller woman lower and waggled her head from side to side for comedic effect, making Usagi flail and laugh.

But she also kissed back. And after the first second or two, it stopped being a game. The "mmm-mmm!" noises faded into honest sighs, tightly-closed lips softened and parted slightly. Two hands slid up to cup either side of her neck, and the one she had wrapped around Usagi's waist clung more tightly. It was sweet. It was more than sweet: it was inflaming. The small form resting gently in her grasp was a welcome weight, and the mouth a portal to a world of sweetness and light that she had never even glimpsed before. All from a source she had never expected.

With no way of knowing how long they were locked together like that, they slowly parted, faces flushed and lips swollen. Usagi's crystalline eyes were completely glazed over when she looked down into them, unable to focus or to ask why they had done what they did. Makoto didn't know, either, so what was she supposed to say?

"Mako-chan…"

"Usa… I…" She cleared her throat and deepened her voice. "My sweet wife, I find you so irresistible."

"Really? You do?"

"Of course. We are married, and I wish to keep our marriage burning bright as a star!"

Usagi let out a quiet titter, bashful but smiling. "Thank you, husband." Another little kiss before she bit her lip, looking away shyly. Her whisper was sweet as her lips; "I've… never kissed anyone before… not really. But you must have kissed a lot of boys, you're so good at it…"

"I guess," she agreed, now acutely aware that they weren't playing anymore. And she was still holding Usagi.

"N-not that I mean like, that you're a skank! Just… you have experience, and I don't, so I was probably really terrible…"

That made her draw her up closer, out of the dip so that she was standing in front of her again. Toes were on top of her own, Usagi trying to make herself taller so their faces were closer, and she wrapped both arms tightly around her back to help in supporting her.

"You were great. Perfect, I mean… just like a wife. I guess. I've never had a wife before, either, so…"

"Anybody would be lucky to be your wife! I mean, you're so strong and caring like a man, but soft and thoughtful like a woman, and you can totally cook, and… a-and that was an incredible kiss!"

"Well… I could… do it again… if you wanted." Usagi looked even shyer, which she didn't think was possible given how shy she had looked a moment before that. "Or not! Y'know, I don't want to, um, make you feel weird…"

They were both silent for a moment. Usagi boosting herself by standing on Makoto's feet, she managed to start the kiss herself this time. It lasted even longer, ending with her eventually plopping the shorter girl's rear onto the countertop so that they could better reach each other's lips without straining. Hands slid up backs, soft moans sounded between them. Legs gently wrapped around her hips to keep her close. And as long as it went on, she only wanted more, and for it to go on eternally.

"AAAH!" Usagi squealed once they parted, hiding her burning face in her hands. "I can't believe we did that! And it was SO GOOD!"

"Y-yeah, it was!" Scratching the back of her neck, she looked away to try to hide her giddy smile. "Usa-chan, I didn't think… well, I mean, this is just crazy! I've always seen myself growing up to be the housewife, not to find one of my own!"

A little hum floated out of Usagi as she thrashed from side to side, clearly past worrying and into the excited phase of her reaction. "I'm your housewife, I'm your housewife! Oh, I'm so happy!" Then her eyes flew open. "How am I going to tell my parents? Or the rest of the team? Oh, they'll be okay with it, they always joke about that, anyway…"

"We'll figure it out," she chuckled, leaning up to nuzzle Usagi's face. She nuzzled back, and they shared another quick peck that threatened to turn into more. "Oh wow, that's so easy to get started!"

"I know! How did it take us this long to try it? I always…" Usagi's voice got a little quieter as she raised a finger, tracing over one of Makoto's ever-present rosebud earrings fondly. "U-um, well, I hope you don't think this is weird but I've kind of thought about it before, once or twice. But it wasn't in a serious way! Just, y'know… you're so tall, and cool, and I liked it when you fed me… that's probably dumb."

"It's not dumb! I mean, sometimes I would think that it was nice taking care of you with you being so sweet and small, too, but I told myself I was overthinking it." Throwing back her head to laugh, Makoto cawed, "Guess we were just big ol' lesbians all along!"

"I guess so!"

They both laughed for a long time about that, letting the emotions explode instead of trying to bottle them up. It took way longer to get the lasagna started than they planned, but they managed it eventually. Not that either of them minded.

"Now that it's baking, husband," Usagi began as she dragged her toward the living room, "you should come relax for a while. Let me take care of you."

"Alright, alright," she laughed. Then in her deeper voice, "My wife must rub my feet and light my cigarette, and then I will give her pocket money to buy a nice mink tomorrow."

They giggled as Usagi settled Makoto in the comfy armchair. She had worked hard to make her living room welcoming, hoping that if anyone besides her old best friend Tomoko ever visited, they might feel at home enough to come back one day. Hence the squashy furniture, soft rug under the coffee table, and the many, many plants under the windows. It felt weird for her guest to be the one doting on her, but it was part of the game, after all.

"Where do you keep your cigarettes?" she goaded, causing Motoko to snort. "Or can I bring you a can of Sapporo?"

"Just the cigarette, wife. They're in the fridge." They were only chocolate ones, anyway. When Usagi came back and popped one between her lips, then mimed like she was lighting it, she mimed taking a few puffs and then took it out to blow outward. "Phoo! Ahh, yes, very smooth and relaxing."

"Just as you deserve." She sat on the ottoman and picked up one of Motoko's legs. By the time she figured out what she was trying to do, it was already too late to head her off.

"Oh!" she gasped when she felt thumbs digging into the sole of her foot. "Usa-chan, I was kidding, you don't… mmm, that really is nice, though…"

"You've had such a hard day at work." Usagi hesitated for a moment, then improvised, "A chef with his own kitchen spends all day standing, and needs a wife to help soothe his aches, right?"

"Ohhhh, yeah…" It was more of a moan than a real answer, and Usagi giggled to hear how much her massage was working on her 'playmate'. It was also cute how she was adding to the backstory of their little game. After a few seconds of recovery, relaxing into the gentle sensation, she puffed on the cigarette again. "Wife, you… have made your husband quite happy today. If your dinner is delicious, then you will win the 'Best Wife' award!"

Her voice was so bubbly as she whispered, "Oh, if only I could achieve that dream!" that Mako couldn't suppress a titter. She rubbed for another minute or so, watching her pretend spouse eventually tire of pretending to smoke and eating the candy cigarette. Completely relaxing from the massage. Really, she would have paid Usagi to do this part for her; she might consider it, now that she knew how wonderful it felt.

Sometime after switching to the other foot, her "wife" whispered, "Mako-chan…"

"Hm?"

"I'm having a lot of fun today. Like, I know I just came over for help with home ec, but even without the kissing, it's been really nice. And I wouldn't mind trying it again someday, when we're not busy."

The sentiment touched Makoto more than she wanted to admit. It was nice having a friend so close — especially one she might be able to kiss now and then. Definitely a fringe benefit. But it felt too heavy and serious to respond to Usagi's words directly for some reason. So instead, she merely said, "You wouldn't mind coming by to cook and rub my feet? That's weird. You can come by and not do that."

"Yeah, I know." A playful smile in place, she moved to the side and knelt on the floor seiza-style, performing an ultra-low saikeirei bow with her hands in front of her knees, forehead nearly touching the rug. "I humbly apologise for my weirdness, master of my house."

The thrill that shot through Makoto was so profound that she felt her stomach tie into a knot, her heart beat faster. She both felt highly flattered and definitely wanted Usagi to stop debasing herself in such a way. "Usa… c'mon, you d-don't have to do that."

"But I want to, husband." Her face moved to one side, pressing soft lips into the tops of Jupiter's toes. She got in two or three kisses before she could jerk out of range, scrunching them to try and rid herself of the vaguely pleasant sensation. Now they were both flushed and embarrassed. "I want to please you."

"Y-you can please me by coming up here and sitting on my lap," she said with a slight stutter, face reddening further. "Before I faint or something!"

Smiling sweetly, Usagi stood and giggled for a moment about the whole situation. Then she turned and landed her warm rump on one of Makoto's thighs. She tried not to think about how nice that felt as she reached up and took either side of Usagi's neck with her hands, beginning to knead.

"Ooohh… oh, Mako-chan, that feels great…"

"A husband must take care of his wife, as well. Or what kind of husband would he be?"

The longer it went on, the sounds coming from Usagi's throat and the feeling of the muscles relaxing under her strong grip, the wriggling of the soft, padded hindquarters on her lap, made her want to kiss her again. Maybe for longer than a few paltry minutes… maybe more than just kiss her. Surprising how quickly she was getting used to this idea.

"Usa-chan, I…" Instead of finishing the thought, she kissed the shell of her cute little ear, and heard a quiet cooing in return. So she did it again. This was literally the most romantic moment of her life, and it was with another girl — one with whom she fought against the forces of evil on a weekly basis. Cute little bundle of blondeness, sweet, doting when she wanted to be doting…

"You're so… fantastic at this…" Her throat cleared; at least she was having trouble talking, too, and it wasn't just Makoto's problem. "And I never finished your other foot…"

"You didn't have to get to the first one," she told her in no uncertain terms. "I just like helping you cook. That would have been enough, and like… everything else is a bonus. That includes how nice your butt feels."

"You like that?" Her hips wiggled from side to side again, and Mako bit her lip to keep from groaning. "Hmm. I thought I noticed you checking out Ami's butt once before."

She had to head off that line of questioning, so she redoubled her efforts. There was a low purr from her thumb hitting a particularly stubborn knot, and Makoto had to ignore her own visceral response and stay focused on the task at hand. "You're still a little tense. Is it not good?"

"Mmmm, no way, Mako-chan… you're incredible. Can we kiss again?"

Makoto's green eyes twinkled with amusement. "My lips or my toes? You seemed to be into that."

"Either one…" When Makoto leaned over to gape at her, alarmed that she took her joke as being remotely serious, she ducked her head in slight shame.

"Usa-chan, I'm…" Her toes scrunched against the rug subconsciously. "But that's so weird! I m-mean… why?"

"W-well, it really felt right in the role! Y'know, worshipping my strong husband?"

"Yeah, I don't know a lot of housewives who actually kiss their husbands' feet! Just saying!"

"Maybe because their husbands don't have feet as cute as yours! I dunno!"

At that, Makoto had to scoff, even though her cheeks were burning with embarrassment. "N-nah, come on. Thanks for trying, but I know mine are huge and awful. Like the rest of me."

"Hey! Don't say that, you're perfect just the way you are! Like a supermodel! Even your feet are supermodel feet; so much sexier than my stubby toes!" Clearing her throat, Usagi rushed on ahead so Makoto wouldn't question that too deeply. "B-but, um, I'd definitely rather kiss your lips; those are… s-so sweet, and your arms are strong, and you always smell like perfume… I just can't handle myself around you."

Still trying to wrap her mind around what "sexy supermodel toes" was supposed to mean, Makoto shook her head and laughed before she kissed the back of Usagi's neck. "Then maybe I'll keep handling you. Would that help?" The resulting high-pitched squeal made her giggle more. "I'll take that as a 'yes'. Wow, this is crazy!"

"Mmm, it is! But… I think… I could really get used to it. Having this with you. I mean, as long as you really think I'm worth doing this stuff with; you could probably do way better. With girls or guys!"

Swallowing down her nerves, she turned Usagi in her lap, one arm looping around her lower back and hand resting on her hip as the other one came up to caress her slender neck, fingertips rustling the wispy blonde hairs at the nape that weren't pulled up into her long twintails. It was such a possessive gesture that they both had to look away for a moment, but then she spoke to call Usagi back to the present. To tell her how wrong she was about the way she saw herself.

"My beautiful, sweet, delicious little wife deserves the best. And if she thinks that's me, then… I'm all yours."

"Mako-chan, my husband…"

The lasagna almost burned, they were so wrapped up in each other, and even once they hastily pulled it out of the oven it was quite a while before they logged some Famicom time. Delays due to "playing house" were about to become a regular part of their routine.

                                                        THE END

                                                      [next: Minako!]

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Get to know me tag

This blog is not dead...I promise....but go check out my ace attorney-centric sideblog!! @court-ships​ #shamelessselfpromo

Anyways I was tagged by @xxprincessjewelsxx​ fifty fucking years ago (just kidding it was in march...which does feel like ages) to do this tag and well!! im catching up on all my shit so!!

Rules: Answer the 20 questions in a new post and tag 20 blogs you would like to get to know better. 

NICKNAME: my name is four letters long and everything except the first letter is a fucKING VOWEL soooooo????? but @hamzzikwon​ likes to call me ‘jojo.’ ugh

GENDER: female

STAR SIGN: scorpio

HEIGHT: i’m like. really fucking short. like REALLY fucking short. like five feet and maybe an inch. who even knows.

TIME RIGHT NOW: 11:45 AM, a few hours before my piano lesson and i still haven’t fixed my music essay :’)) and im doing this instead

LAST THING I GOOGLED: “trucy wright” because bITCH THIS GIRL IS FUCKING PRECIOUS LIKE wHaT a fUckiNG bbaBe uGh go!!! my magician!!

(what’s weird is that i’m so attached to new generation ace attorney characters even though i haven’t played the games with them yet?? like i have apollo justice and i played the first case but i haven’t gotten back to it yet and even so i just ??? really??? love??? klavier and apollo and trucy ??????? idek why)

FAVORITE BANDS: seventeen stan <33

FAVORITE SOLO ARTISTS: ailee, halsey (been playing hopeless fountain kingdom on repeat ever since it came out)

SONG STUCK IN YOUR HEAD: “talking to the moon” by bruno mars because last night i was crying in joyful agony over @kilometresrufflefuck​‘s old fanfiction by the same title (check it out on ao3!!! i really love and rec)

LAST MOVIE I WATCHED: harry potter and the deathly hallows pt. 1 (i think) with @hamzzikwon​ and @t-asuna2000​ on independence day

LAST TV SHOW I WATCHED: crIMINAL MINDS (i’m a sucker for this show and law and order kms)

WHEN DID YOU CREATE YOUR BLOG: (had to check my archive for this whoops) may 2015...and since then i’ve gone through like three different fandoms whoops

WHAT KIND OF STUFF DO YOU POST: shitposts i just reblog shit and occasionally answer asks but gO ON MY AA SIDEBLOG FOR ACTUAL WRITING!! (why the fuck do i keep promoting myself i need to stop) (*whispers* my aa sideblog is solely ace attorney...even though i do slip up and reblog some other shit)

WHEN DID YOUR BLOG REACH ITS PEAK: hmmm well since i’m not like an actual active user that posts and has a legit following idk...i don’t really think i’ve actually reached a peak lmao

DO YOU HAVE ANY OTHER BLOGS: hAHA MORE SELF-PROMO (sorry i sound so fucking ostentatious please let me live) 

@court-ships​, my ace attorney sideblog! visit for just ace attorney related reblogging stuff and my occasional fic posting (since i can’t ever seem to remember how to make a masterlist on tumblr)

but i did write something on ao3 that i haven’t finished posting on tumblr so go check it out!! under the same username :)) 

DO YOU GET ASKS REGULARLY: uhh kinda?? well i wouldn’t consider them regular but i do get asks a lot for some reason....and they all build up so it looks like a crap ton whoops bUT as you can see i’m trying to clean through this blog rn and answer stuff and tags and yeah :))

WHY DID YOU CHOOSE YOUR URL: i had this ongoing joke with an old friend about brownies and since i decided to use it for my social media i just added virtual to it lol

FOLLOWING: 358 but there are probably porn blogs that i forgot to block lmfao

POSTS: 16,396 (damn)

HOGWARTS HOUSE: gryffindor

POKEMON TEAM: sorry idk

FAVORITE COLORS: yes black is a shade but i love it

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: well now it’s summer so 9-10 hours

LUCKY NUMBERS: 4, 8, 24

FAVORITE CHARACTERS: from which fandoms

ace attorney: apollo justice, trucy wright, klavier gavin (i just love this trio so fucking much) and also pearl fey. my favorite villain from ace is probably dahlia and i fucking HATE her as a character but from a writer and consumer’s perspective she’s fucking brilliant and great like hooly shit!!!! harry potter: hands down luna lovegood and also i love ron like i relate to him on a spiritual level yuri!!! on ice: makkachin probably otabek...but i love all the characters. what a precious lot.

WHAT ARE YOU WEARING RIGHT NOW: soft maroon tee and shorts

HOW MANY BLANKETS DO YOU SLEEP WITH: one, it’s pink and it has pigs on it and it’s great. i love it so much

DREAM JOB: this is such a conflicting question for me bc sometimes its really hard for me to discern dream in the way everyone else does. people always say dream job as in like what you want to do, mostly without financial concern but in a dream, to me, i am AT LEAST financially stable, which is like a first priority for me (this probably isn’t good but that’s what kind of mindset i have, courtesy of my parents) and like...enjoyment and happiness second kinda???

i do kinda want to be a lawyer but i guess my true dream job is being an author. but just saying it is really like unreal because i don’t have that much confidence in writing and my passions wax and wane really easily and im just a mess as you can probably see

DREAM TRIP: i’d love to visit everywhere tbh but top destinations are japan, germany, and the netherlands (though i do dream of living in the netherlands rather than just visiting)

and i’m done!! except for the tags.

tagging: @yuikishirohana​ @xxsycoticsadiexx​ @nohmasked​ @team-dynamike @jaqueen152 @fluffynarwhal7 @cupcakesoryu @senchoubutter @katachana @randomseventeen @sinnam0n-roll @ninja-shinigami @shadowdui @mrsericajackson @seemesmiling007 @the-fallen-otome-angel @nasica @socialist-samurai @p-rince-zer0 @living-out-a-nightmare

to the people i tagged: you don’t have to do it :)) i do hope to get in touch with all of you since most of you are long-time mutuals <33

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About Patty!

Simple Facts:

Patty Fleur is Physically 14 years old, however Chronologically far older than she appears.

Her weapons are a dagger and pistol, both of which she can use with great skill

“Nano ja” is a verbal tic that loosely translates into “Ya/You know"

Her favorite food is Oden, it is a Japanese seafood treat 🍢 🍢 🍢 🍢 🍢 🍢  <- this. It can be made with any sort of the following ingredients potatoes, boiled eggs, thick slabs of daikon, atsuage (thick fried tofu), kombu, and fish cakes such as hanpen and chikuwa and squid

Patty is an amazing chef

Her blastia is her binoculars

she likes battle just as much as Judith, Yuri, and Flynn.

Her artes are based on luck

Patty likes to be carried and hugged

She likes climbing onto high things and standing on railings

Patty likes making dolls and is rather talented with a needle.

Food:

Favorite-  Oden, Skewers, Sashimi, Seafood Bowl, Fisherman’s Hot Pot, Sushi, Clam Chowder, Japanese Stew, Sorbet, Pudding, Cake, Crepe, Fruit Parfait, Seafood Stew

Least- Udon Noodles Hot Pot, Kebab Sandwich, Sukiyaki Salad

Can cook well- Fisherman’s Hot Pot

All in all, Patty isn’t too picky about what she eats. She has a preference for seafood and sweets and very much dislikes eating her vegetables, mainly lettuce and napa cabbages. She hates the taste of napa cabbage, is alright with normal cabbage, and refuses to eat anything that contains it.  She also dislikes tomatoes. Patty also dislikes bitter tasting food.

As a cook, Patty is very well rounded. She can cook whatever she wants if she has the ingredients, however, she refuses to cook foods she dislikes or no body will eat because she dislikes wasting food. She cooks seafood dishes better than others due to love for it. Patty loves cooking for others and as long as they are hungry she doesn’t care who she’s feeding.

Appearance :

Patty is a short 14-year-old pirate, only 4'4 in height. Coupled with her round face, she appears even younger than 14. She has light aqua colored eyes. She wears her hair in two twin braids that are tied up in purple bows. Her clothes consist of a sailor styled coat and a pirates hat with golden trim, pink ruffles, and a white anchor on the center. She wears an orange ascot tie. Her boots are the same dark blue of her coat and hat and reach just below her knees.  

Personality:

Patty has two sides to her. Her first side is the side that is shown most often—

There is this bright, chirpy, confident, peppy girl. She is very frank and outspoken with a strong sense of justice, despite being a pirate. She enjoys teasing members of the party and rushes off on her on numerous occasions. Her tendency to underestimate the danger she’s in. When caught in a trap, nope, just enjoying the view. Attacked by monsters, nope, they were just playing. Being a very boastful and confident girl, she willingly enters situations she may not always be able to handle.

Then there is the more serious side of Patty. Which only shows when something is truly bothering her. However, when something does bother her, she doesn’t speak up about it. She carries it around and bottles it up till it all comes pouring out in a violent manner. Her conflict gets hidden by excuses because as outspoken as she usually is, she just can’t bring herself to reveal the truth to her friends.

Battle:

She has four different fight styles (Normal, advance, brainel and critical) and depending on which you get, Patty’s speed, power and combo abilities will change. Some of Patty’s gamble artes, such as Random Fall, Trick Trick, and Risky Bet can cause a lot of damage. Meanwhile, artes like Little Big Chef and Star of Dream have the ability to raise stats and regain health for the party. Aside from that, Patty can also cast magic artes through her random cast moves such as Risky Cast, Gamble Cast and Wide Risk, which can have several different results. It ranges from attack spells like Stone Blast and Holy Lance to support spells like First Aid and Sharpness.

Normal- is default

Advance- best for physical artes

Brainel- better for magical artes

Critical-has advantages of both Advanced and Brainel

Patty’s fighting style depends on luck. Some of her artes, such as Clunky Bomb, can even fail and backfire on her, causing her damage. If Little Big Chef fails, it will cut Patty’s HP and TP in half. Most of her artes have a chance of causing negative side effects, even K'Oing her.

History!

Side note.. The history of this is mostly my take on the information I gathered from the game. Take it with a grain of salt, but for my Role-playing on patty, this will be her past

Patty Fleur (aka Aifread) was born into nobility. As a child, her father gave her a set of pirate’s clothes, seeing his daughter’s love for pirates. One day Patty left behind her nobility and headed off to fulfill her dream and become a pirate. Patty made friends with Don Whitehorse and she joined the pirate’s guild Serpent’s Dream.

Sometime during Patty’s time as a member of Serpent’s Dream she meet her friend and eventual right hand man Seifer and learned to wield the invention of Serpent’s dream, Guns. Legend has it that Gran Carei discovered a paradise known as the Garden of the Waning Moon. The Maris Stella and Maris Gemma are said to be the keys to reach that paradise. Sometime after the battle of Mount Tezma (I don’t really know, the timeline is painful, I just know Yeager was in the guild at this point) the leader of the guild Serpent’s Dream, The great pirate Gran Carei, passed away. When Serpent’s Dream’s leader Gran Carai died, the guild split. Half stayed at sea and went on to become Siren’s Fang. The other half came ashore and became Leviathan’s Claw.

Siren’s Fang was hired as protection for the Black Hope. Alexei, even at this time wishing to gain the power locked in Zaude, was doing research into how to create an artificial moon child.

He used the people on the boat as guinea pigs and put a magic incantation on it so that the boat would become saturated with aer. Everybody on the boat became a monster because of this. In order to end the suffering of his comrades and the others on board, Seifer decided to kill them all to put them out of their obviously painful state.

Patty, heavily injured at the time, didn’t participate in the fight. Her injuries were so bad that in order to save her, he had her ingest the Amrita, something he may have been given from Gran Carai and was passed down the guild Siren’s Fang. Amrita-The nectar of immortality, Amrita, is made from pure aer, and as such, has various side effects upon those who are not children of the full moon. In Patty’s case, a childlike form and lose of memories.

Lost and without memories, Patty wandered aimlessly around until she was taken in by the family that lives in the light house in Capua Torim. Due to her supposed relations (Thinking Seifer was Aifread and also her Grandfather) she was told to never speak of her identity to others people. The guilds treat her poorly because without knowing the events of the Black Hope incident, they see Aifread as the man who trampled upon their beliefs. Despite what she was told, Patty still asked around about Aifread, trying to gain a lead on where to find him and her memories. This is turn caused guilds to mistreating her and often denying to help her.

[klancebb2017-blog]

A Messy Post of Klance AUS/Headcanons/Prompts

Courtesy of the Klance BB discord. We’re a mess. Feel free to draw inspiration from this, regardless of if you’re a bang participant or not. This is perhaps the first of some indeterminate number of these.

AUS

- Musicals/Movies/TV shows/Games/Books:

- Whispers of the Heart (Studio Ghibli) - In the Heights (Musical) - Miraculous ladybug - Young Justice - Danny Phantom - Lolirock - Pokemon - Digimon - Ninjago - Super Robot Monkey Team Hyper Force Go - Firefly - Attack On Titan - Power Rangers - Zero escape - Supernatural (the tv show) - Supergirl - The Uglies Book Series (With Lance as Tally) - Life is Strange - The Forbidden Game (trilogy of books written by same brain behind The Vampire Diaries) - Magic School Bus - Magic Tree House (With Pidge and Matt as the siblings,) - Spirited Away - Artemis Fowl - Steven universe - Futurama (Lance as Fry and Keith as Leela) - Bones (Keith as Brennan and Lance as Booth) - Star Wars - Star Trek - Mythbusters - Emperor’s New Groove - Road to El Dorado - Ib   - Mad Father - My Little Pony - Saved By the Bell - Assassination Classroom - Yuri on Ice - Evangelion - Undertale - Inkheart - Gundam - Zoids - Hannah Montana (Keith can pop and lock it) - Phoenix Wright - Big Hero 6 - Dangan ronpa - High School Musical - Madoka Magica - Love Live - Beauty and the Beast - Prince of Stride

- Modern Setting

- Netflix cartoonist (where Lance makes Voltron, the hit cartoon) - Educating Keith on memes - Fun times at a local Fair - Flower shop - Tattoo parlor - Long Term patients in psych ward (this has terrible angst potential) - Coffee shop - In foster care - Book Store/Library  - Soulmate - Prom - Sailing - Actors - Book writer - Rival Gamers (just angry yelling over mics) - Speedrunner gamers (always trying to one up eachothers times) - Bad boy/nerd boy - Single Parent

-  Legitimate alternate universe (post-apocalyptic, alternate planets, etc.)

- Super hero - That good ol’ fallen angel and demon trope - [S2 SPOILERS] Blade of Mamora/Altean (bonus points if it’s switched up) - Mermaids (always the way to go) - Soulmate - Life swap/personality swap - Character swaps with another universe (either time travel, other dimensions/parallel universes, or other storylines AKA books, movies, etc.) - 80s Voltron swap - Dimensional Rift via wormhole - Timetravel - [S2 SPOILERS] Keith fails the BoM test - Magic AU - Age swap - Lion swap - Reincarnation - Supernatural au (vampire, etc. not the tv show this time) - Dark end au - Someone gets turned into small child (shiro) (isn’t he already six?) - Ah yes the classic Hades/Persephone au - Role reversal - Good ol’ fantasy au

HEADCANONS

- Lance-centric

- Homecoming and meeting the family - Insecurities - Middle child - Awful at singing but his hips don’t lie - BPD/ADHD - Good with children - Amazing swimmer - Can Hula hoop (canon) - [S2 SPOILERS] Figured out the Keith’s galra thing in episode ten of season. Just didn’t say anything - the handsome boi

- Keith-centric

- Neuro-divergent (ex: Autistic) - [S2 SPOILERS] What his possible galra form looks like (if he has one) - Tries to move back to the middle of the desert - Touch-starved - Has ridden a horse - Can sing surprisingly well - Also good with children - Has a little sister - Has played the fuck out of the Zero Escape series - Unironically listens to country pop and Billy Ray Cyrus - Eczema - Lactose intolerant

- Klance

- http://kagedyams.tumblr.com/post/155604766968/lance-and-klance - Everyone else knew first - Lance teaching Keith how to skincare and oops that was a mistake because now his boyfriend is too gorgeous for Lance to cope - Both the guys supporting each other - Lance constantly asks Keith if he still likes him/ still wants to be his boyfriend - Sickfic!!!!! Taking care of each other!

- General

- [S2 SPOILERS] How to deal with Slav now that Shiro’s gone - [S2 SPOILERS] Keith taking on leadership and needing support from Lance - [S2 SPOILERS] Lance becomes the black paladin - Somebody helps lance with his secret self esteem problems - Somebody gives Keith a talk about how lonewolfing life is not cool - Someone (Coran or Allura) gives them the Talk™ but because it’s the Alteans doing that, it’s revealed that Altean reproduction is much different from human reproduction - They meet up with another voltron team (vehicle voltron’s a legit thing, no lie) - Someone is a dog person and the entire team feels betrayed because I mean c’mon they pilot giant mechanical nyas not. Woofs and borks.

PROMPTS

- http://sniperlance.tumblr.com/post/157131101757/how-about-lance-slowly-mutates-into-a-more - [S2 SPOILERS] Kaltenecker is not actually a cow (becomes the black paladin) - Allura goes missing. Altean princeling Lance has to learn to run the castle. - Zarkon attacks earth. - [S2 SPOILERS] Slav’s planet has a device that could view alternate realities. - [S2 SPOILERS] Shiro’s a force ghost because he bonded too hard with black in that fight with zarkon. It’s up to the team to fix that  - [S2 SPOILERS] Shiro’s twin sister shows up and is the new black paladin - Finding a possible substitute for a new paladin for x (red/blue, who knows) - Lance is captured and Team dynamic falls apart (even more than it already is) - Lance and Keith are abandoned on some planet during a fight because one of their lions are injured, but the pilot of the uninjured lion’s also injured. - Lance and Keith discovere that Blue and Red are in a romantic relationship somehow (lance is heart broken) - Lance’s crappy flirting finally gets him somewhere, and Keith is jealous.

[shiratorizawaheadcanons-blog]

Sen? Study topic! Why is Haikyuu so good in comparison to other sports anime?

Sports anime are big. In 2016, according to thefandometrics,Haikyuu was the most popular anime of the year and earned a respectable 5thplace for most manga sold in 2016 with over 6 million copies sold in Japanalone. Sports anime do not target a niche audience; you do not have to be anexpert at volleyball to enjoy this series. In an interview with Furudate, themangaka stated that he “wanted to bring to life the volleyball that was in myhead in the past.” This is a sport that is cherished by its creator and it iseasy to feel the amount of love and dedication that Furudate has put into thisseries but how exactly has it come so far? In comparison to other series, it isby far one of the most accessible series out there.

Haikyuu’s narrative is based around relatively normalhighschoolers. Although Hinata has a “freak quick”, it’s not anything specialwhen you have 17 year old Paola Egonu who recently broke the fastest serveworld record at 101kph; true a serve and spike are different, but this is onlyused as a small comparison to show that Hinata is not the most special personin the world. In addition to this, it opposes the completely terrifyingabilities that characters of Kuroko no Baske have with players who can shootfrom anywhere on the court. In comparison, all the team’s average heights arealso shorter than that of Japan’s real U19 team; Ushijima sets an imposingfigure against Hinata but he’s only a centimetre taller than Japan’s U19 teamaverage height.  Physically, there’s noimpossibility within Haikyuu… save for that one moment where Tanaka andNishinoya stopped in mid-air for comedic effect. The realism within Haikyuumeans that it is relatively easy for someone to relate to and with enoughpractice, one can eventually even surpass these characters in skill.

This sets it apart from the start of Kuroko no Basuke. Thecharacters of KnB are introduced as the best so in the eyes of the protagonistteam, their opponents become simply obstacles to overcome in comparison toHaikyuu’s characters. Hinata’s loss at the start of the series give reason anddrive from the very beginning which is not only to beat a team but to becomestronger, giving a whole montage where Hinata is shown running and trainingwith other characters. A lot of this first growth is skipped over in KnB whenSeirin first goes to their training and all that’s really focused on is them;there is no team for them to train with and they only have themselves toimprove upon; the part that I remember most from this was just Riko messing upcooking, while in Haikyuu, we see Karasuno fail time and time again against theTokyo Teams. This gives them the drive to fight because each “cog” – as Takedadescribes – is given the time to fit into place, whereas the first season ofKnB rushes over this development. The characters are already the best, withunrealistic abilities of perfect mimicry and an impossibly accurate shot, theseopponents seem flawless so Seirin’s victory seems almost inconceivable. Thegradual progression of a character makes victory seem plausible but without thebreathing time to expand upon development, a sudden victory from just jumpingreally high does not make the story flow well. However, realism should be ignoredto an extent with the presentation of superpower like effects.

Another factor that plays into why Haikyuu is a great seriesis that there is proper explanation behind it. A common thing that artists aretold to do in their work is to “show, not tell”, yet Haikyuu has a balancebetween this that does not seem forced at all. Starting from the bare bones of Yukigaoka,Hinata has to explain to his own teammates what setting and all of this is. It’sunderstandable, since these characters do not know how to deal with it.Learning is important for everyone, even with Shiratorizawa; Ushijima claimsthat he hasn’t even seen a libero set up a toss, and rightfully so, this isn’tseen much in high school volleyball at all. The coach and spectators are notjust informing players and people like Yachi and Saeko, but they inform theaudience following the story as well. In comparison to Yuri on Ice, my personalopinion is that Haikyuu is significantly better in involving the audience withthe sport that it showcases. YOI had very limited time to do things in, withonly twelve episodes to fit in a story over a year, yet Haikyuu’s Season 3 wasallowed the time to explain guess blocking etc. within those ten episodes. Nobodywithout prior ice skating knowledge would have ever known about the GOE andbase value scoring system at all, yet Haikyuu’s main aim is to showcasevolleyball rather than a couple. In this respect, Haikyuu is amazing at showingwhat true volleyball is, while YOI does not do the justice of explaining thecomplexity of ice skating.

A plethora of characters is also important to Haikyuu’sstory. While you have Nekoma as Karasuno’s ultimate rival, Seijou andShiratorizawa stand as more immediate threats. It is Karasuno’s story, not justHinata’s alone. Every single person on the team gets to develop in some way;not all of them have been explored yet but just Ennoshita’s words that he “won’tbe a bench warmer forever” lets you know that every single person on this teamis just as valuable as everyone else. Oikawa was ranked 5th in thelast popularity poll, despite not being part of Karasuno. It’s not just asimple fact of him being a good looking character, but he’s one that is wellfleshed out. The ‘whole’ fandom sees some sort of tragedy in Oikawa andIwaizumi going to different universities and pities the fact that he injuredhimself. These details could have been skipped over, yet he’s given his smalltime in the spotlight. Minor characters like Towada from Ougiminami are given astory, despite essentially being the obstacle in Karasuno’s way, showing theirdrive building up. However, Karasuno sees all of their players as respectable;Hinata cheers up Hyakuzawa and tells him that being tall is the “awesomesttalent” and still thinks that Ushijima is “so friggin’ cool” despite how heimagined that Ushijima said he has no right to live. Haikyuu’s story is soinnocent in comparison to attitudes like Aomine’s “the only person that canbeat me is me”; even Ushijima didn’t think he would lose but is still so calmand accepting of it. Each and every character is so important to the story andHaikyuu makes sure to acknowledge each character respectfully.

The whole atmosphere around Haikyuu is generally veryuplifting; even the court is brighter than that of Kuroko no Basuke’s. KnB’scourt seems dimly lit, with the audience merely a mass of shadows whereasHaikyuu constantly brings the audience into the action, recording the reactionsof the side characters in awe of what’s happening down below. In addition tothis, Haikyuu’s music makes you feel chills and goosebumps from a livelyorchestra in comparison to KnB’s heavy electronic sound that exudes pressurerather than excitement. Yuri on Ice cannot be brought into comparison due tothe fact that the action is choreographed towards the music unlike music thatis added in on top. Each of these series have different aims entirely. Yuri onIce showcases romance. Haikyuu and Kuroko no Basuke want you to be interestedin the sport but through different ways, amazement in comparison to it beingcool. Haikyuu gives you moments to laugh with slapstick and observationalcomedy but there isn’t the time to do this on the court of Kuroko no Basuke,giving it a more serious and heavy tone. As a result, Haikyuu is madeaccessible for more people as it is an anime that makes you feel good watching,rather than being pressured like on the court of KnB.

In conclusion, Haikyuu is well deserving of its title as themost popular sports anime of last year. The narrative is easily relatable to itsaudience and is relatively grounded and realistic. All characters are giventheir own development and the ins and outs of volleyball are explained wellwithout being forceful. In comparison to its other sports anime competitors,Haikyuu is considerably better in terms of characterisation and relativity tothe audience.

[tialovestelevision]

Spotlight: Sweet Blue Flowers

So… this is going to be my first Spotlight article. Expect another at some point soon-ish about Minami Kamakura Girl’s Cycling Club, or maybe about WWE Breaking Ground. These will be me talking about a show that I recommend people watch, without doing episode-by-episode breakdowns.

In the case of Sweet Blue Flower, I’m choosing this format because I don’t think she show would respond well to the way I do my episode writeups. It’s an exquisite piece of pacing, neither too fast nor too slow, and constantly pausing to write observations would be to do it no justice. I essentially binged it over the weekend, watching all eleven episodes in two days (nine of them in one night!), and that feels like the best way to experience it. I wouldn’t recommend sitting down to watch it if you don’t expect you can finish an episode. It’s currently available to watch on Crunchyroll, which has a free trial and some degree of free access. The manga, which I plan to read, will start its release in September of this year. Viz is doing the translation. They have… kind of a spotty record. Their good work is really good; a lot of what they do isn’t good. I’ll update you on how well the English-language manga turned out once I’ve read the first volume.

So… what is Sweet Blue Flower? It’s an eleven-episode single-season anime series based on the first four volumes of a manga series of the same name. It’s a high school yuri story - a romance between girls - set in the city of Kamakura, about 50 kilometers from Tokyo and standing in the shadow of Mount Fuji. Kamakura has been showing up in a lot of my anime viewing lately (the bicycling show I mentioned up there is also set in Kamakura), and I’m starting to learn my way around the city a bit in spite of never having been there. These are both shows with an intense sense of place.

I suppose I should talk a bit about yuri. No, I should back up a bit and talk a bit about homosexuality in Japan. No, I should back up a bit and talk about homosexuality as a sociological phenomenon, period.

Our understanding of how human sexuality works is a new thing, still evolving. At a physiological level, it’s always worked the way it works now - people are attracted to who they’re attracted to, social pressures and the world around them shape how they respond to that and what they express and a bit about what they find attractive but do not determine the core of it - but different times and different cultures have responded to that in different ways.

Japan has no native word for “lesbian.” It has no native word for “bisexual.” They use the English words as loanwords, and use them rarely. Yet crushes - and even full-blown adult romantic love - between people of the same sex have been part of Japan’s history, its stories, its legends, forever. Mori Ranmaru and Oda Nobunaga - and, for that matter, Mitsuhide Akechi and Oda Nobunaga - are popularly accepted as being pairs of lovers. Yuri and yaoi anime have immense popularity, and same-sex sex is fairly common in Japanese pornography.

What Japanese lacks words for, then, is not the feelings. It is not the act. It is the identity. And, usually, when something goes unnamed, it is because there is a stigma attached to it.

There is no gay marriage in Japan, or anywhere else in Asia, though Taiwan is floating it as a possible thing now. There is no formal recognition of same-sex partnerships. There is no approaching it as though a girl’s love for a girl is the same thing as a girl’s love for a boy.

And that’s why hearing those two words - “lesbian” and “bisexual” - from the lips of a major character in an anime, to describe another major character in that same anime, was a surprise. That’s why seeing, though not hearing, a third character respond to that with introspection was a delight.

I’ve mentioned that I’m transgender before. It comes up, occasionally, in expressing how moments make me feel - Joyce’s throwing Buffy out in “Becoming,” I expect, played very differently for me than it would for a cisgender straight girl. I was knocked out of the idea of blogging “Futurama” by an early-series transphobic joke, which makes me sad because there’s a lot there to like that I’d love to talk about. That I am both transgender and a lesbian, and suffered spiritual and religiously-motivated emotional abuse growing up, give me a huge amount of connection with Tara and with Wesley, and that almost certainly affects both the way I write about them as characters and the way I feel about their stories. So it is with that in mind that I say this:

I am 36 years old, and have watched television my entire life. In 36 years, I do not think I have ever seen a character on TV who I more closely identified with than Sweet Blue Flower’s Manjome Fumi. Yes, she is cisgender, and Japanese, and from an upper middle class family, but… her height and her discomfort with it. The way she hesitated before joining conversations, the way she responded to being sad (or, for that matter, happy) while alone by taking something and curling around it. Even little incidental moments… someone thinking she, in spite of how unathletic she was, would be a good addition to the basketball team simply because of her height. Watching her was watching me.

I love her for it.

I should probably talk more about the show. Kamakura. Yuri. School. Oddly for a high school anime, this one has main characters from two different schools. Matsuoko Girls’ Academy is a secular school; though there’s no real indication of whether it’s public or private, it feels private. It’s also part of a ladder system, where a student who graduates the Fujigaya middle school can enter the high school without an entrance exam. Fumi and Yasuko attend Matsuoko. Fujigaya is a Catholic girls’ school with its own ladder system, which Akira and Kyoko attend and Yasuko used to attend before transferring to Matsuoko. Fumi and Akira are childhood friends who were separated when Fumi’s family left Kamakura while she was in elementary. Akira defended and comforted Fumi when she cried. Also, when they were in elementary school, Fumi was short for her age and Akira was tall for hers; by high school Fumi has had a growth spurt that has made her exceptionally tall for a girl while Akira has not and is now almost a head shorter than Fumi. Yasuko plays basketball. An immediate attraction forms between them. Kyoko has had a crush on Yasuko for a very long time.

I… can’t really talk much about the plot. That’s another reason not to do this episode-by-episode, really. It’s not about the plot; it’s about what it makes you feel. About the honesty of the characters’ emotions. The rawness and reality of them.

And the art. Good god, it’s a beautiful show. I think the last show I watched that I was this absolutely taken by the art in was “Maria-sama ga Miteru” in the mid-2000s. I’ve gotten more picky since then. This show is utterly gorgeous. The watercolors, done by the original manga artist, in the closing credits are breathtaking.

This show is worth your time. It’s amazing.

[witness-to-nothing]

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Nicknames: idk Zee I guess lol kinda my name but could be short for Zero (imma add pronouns to this sucker)

Pronouns: they/them/theirs but i’m also chill with he/him/his

Height: taller end of 5′9″

Time right now: 7:38 pm 

Last thing I googled: shiro’s voice actor’s wikipedia page lol

Fave music artist: idk man i like a lot of stuff. very broad tastes. but weird.

Song stuck in my head: fucking the fucking yuri on ice opener (i don’t even really watch anime but figure skating so) thanks for playing it in my car @rustytowns

Last movie I watched: uh just saw lego batman in the theater a few days ago

Last TV show I watched: lol young justice guess i’m getting back into that again

What I’m wearing now: jeans and a button down shirt... admittedly just got some pasta sauce on it like 20 min ago

When I created this blog: november 2013

The kind of stuff I post/reblog: voltron shit, the hottest memes making their rounds on tumblr lol, scenery, art/fan art (reblog it’s not mine), videos, music stuff, cats, etc... idk other stuff from different fandoms but it seems like lately there’s been a lot of voltron

Do I have other blogs?: shh

Do I get asks regularly?: i don’t think the box is even open lol

Why did I choose my URL?: sounded deep but interesting at the time but now i just don’t really like to change stuff (got a facebook memory thing a week ago saying i changed my profile picture A YEAR AGO)

Gender: agender, trans masculine? 

Hogwarts House: well... since you get sorted when you’re eleven probably Ravenclaw and that’s what i thought for years but now it’d be Slytherin so idk lol. just not gryffindor that’s all i know for 100%

Pokemon team: .____. ? idk

Fave colors: i have a lot of blue shirts... everything else is p much black or grey

Average hours of sleep: varies between 10 and like four

Lucky number: idk but i don’t like numbers that are all one number (one hundred and eleven, thirty three, etc)

Favorite characters: boi how can u make me choose (i guess favorite type of characters are the really weird ones that show up for about two minutes lol)

Dream job: write/perform music for movies or tv shows, writer, screenwriter/director/editor (pretty much anything involved in movie or tv show making)

Number of blankets I sleep with: rn its a top sheet, a fuzzy but thin blanket, and then a nice quilt

Following: 102

tagging @punkartwastaken @beanmom @oscariisucc @raindrohp @ohidontsleep @captainsteggysteve 

i would tag @aowlba but i think you did this one a few days ago (lol yet here you are tagged anyway) ok peace