#kyo speaks

[kyoswimm]

so that Pokémon dlc huh

[kyoswimm]

hello, raven. i represent the rubicon liberation front— we’d like you to steal the happy meals for us instead, we will pay you double balam’s offer… and let you eat one of the happy meals. i await your favorable response.

LOOK ALIVE G13

Your mission is to exfiltrate 12 happy meals for the Redguns, you are to ensure the package contains only boys toys or I’ll

WELD YOU INTO THE PLAYPLACE MYSELF

[mikuyuuss]

Ok, not only did Moon Dong Eun avenge the villains of this story. She found love afterwards and was able to pursue architecture like she always wanted to. She now dresses freely with her tattoo, proudly showing her scars. She's no longer confined to her trauma. Dong Eun got her revenge AND her happy ending!

Even though she was so convinced that she's a terrible person for wanting revenge, she actually managed to touch the lives of the people around her through simple acts of kindness (empathizing with them for being victims) and those same people came back to support her as well.

It's usually "revenge is bad" this "you got revenge but at what cost" that, but no, she got her revenge AND her and other people's happy ending. Even though it's a dark story about how victims suffer, there's always the underlying message of hope, where they also understand and help eachother. Even if they had to bend the rules to get it, The. Victims. Won. Oh. My. Goodness.

In the end, it wasn't exactly just "revenge," it was also about bringing justice to the victims.

[darkrooklobby]

made a meme at 3 am, this anime is older than me, and i'm old too 🙃 Send help 🙃👍✨

[quicktimeeventfull]

i have absolutely no commentary on this other than the fact that i think it’s neat but the ‘i’m’ in the english version has been doubled up because L uses ‘watashi’ and light uses ‘boku’. i don’t think this really means(tm) anything but it’s cool to see how linguistic differences leave their mark even after translation.

[waitingforminjae]

he was so real for this

[tklpilled]

very underrated phenomenon is when a voice actor plays two characters who are incredibly different but their voice still sounds the same

[unrealityshift]

Omg, that picture of kyo getting his make up done for the saw music video reminded me of a conversation I had with my kid about a month ago.

He saw a picture in my computer of dir en grey and asked if I was sad they don't make music any more, when I said they do make music and were on tour, he asked to see a recent picture, I showed him one and he said "Why does the singer have two arms?" To which I am completely flabbergasted because what?! Turns out when he was about eight he was snooping through my computer and saw that music video and just assumed kyo only had one arm! Whenever he saw a picture of kyo with two arms he thought it was an old picture before he lost one and since he never saw any other pictures with only one arm he thought they stopped making music. And because it wasn't something he thought about often he never questioned it until he said it out loud. Now with his (relatively) grown up brain he realized that is ridiculous.

I'm pretty sure for the rest of my life whenever I see/hear anything about that video is going to make me laugh

oh. my god. that’s so fucking funny i LOVE kid brains like why do they work like that!!! it’s so fucking funny to hear stuff like that oh my god. it’s equal parts hilarious and precious thank you for sharing this w me anon omg

[bmpmp3]

and lowkey the yoshitaka amano zola project designs have kind become really inspiring to me lately. i am no amano. i am no where near the same ballpark. BUT. the traditional art pencil drawing watercoloury copic marker loose sketchy fashion art vibe being used on, of all things, vocal synthesizer box art really gets me pondering possibilities you know. where can i put my funny watercolour drawrings..... what kind of digital places can they go.....

okay yeah i mean people fucking HATE this box art if they aren't familiar with amano's work. but its still inspiring. for me orz

[charaznablescanontoyota]

hang on i'm sorry interstitial infinity fruits basket subplot playing out in your head? you cannot drop a series of words that evocative and then just leave it at that i am begging you

lol hi anon. if the teens had gone past the black market car in ep12, the two people in the car beyond were going to be kyo and yuki, who have linked numbers and got on the train together. they're looking for a way off and also for tohru, who disappeared mysteriously before they were all supposed to meet up at [idk insert slice of life fruits basket event here]. tohru is with the apex cooking them meals and trying to take care of the other teens there and her number is skyrocketing because she's putting other people ahead of herself and doing net 0 introspection

that's the actual subplot the party could have stumbled into but i also tbh think that all the sohmas could use train time. could the train fix akito? idk but it'd be funny

[ithopoiia]

this barbie is having too much fun with the barbie generator

[kyoswimm]

one last armored core post for now— nobody ever talks about how coral is called ‘coral’. on the surface, you might not get why it’s clever, maybe they just thought the name was cool.

but coral- real life coral- are colonial organisms. there are solitary species of coral, but their reefs are more iconic. they love their own company, which is the exact wording Walter uses when describing rubicon’s coral.

not to mention coral has a symbiotic relationship with a species of algae- just like 621 and ayre.

it’s such a clever usage of coral and gosh darn it does that tickle my neurons

[rabbitprose]

kyojuro's view on death being "you die when you need to die" and akaza's view on death is "you die when i allow you to die"

[mikuyuuss]

I was watching Stephanie Soo's video about Song Hye Kyo and a little insider prior to The Glory. From what I know so far... It seems like Song Hye Kyo got a lot of backlash for no reason other than baseless assumptions, and people were sceptical of her, and the writer of The Glory, Kim Eun Sook, as to whether or not they still got it in them with their acting and writing.

Flashforward, and The Glory was a success. I feel like what they all had in common with this show was that, not only was it a story about Moon Dong Eun's comeback, but it was also a comeback era for Song Hye Kyo and Kim Eun Sook. Honestly, deserved.

The way Song Hye Kyo worked SO hard to portray Dong Eun's image, as someone who doesn't take care of herself, and someone you wanted to feel sympathy for, and the support she got from the team working on the show is just *chefs kiss* They really deserved all the awards that they could get.

It was so sweet that after all the hate Song Hye Kyo got, people where cheering for her on the stage and saying "You're so pretty." The whole thing was just so sweet man.

Ik this post isn't coherent at all. I'm just too tired right now. I'll edit and adjust the wording for this later when I'm better.

[arcane-vagabond]

Kyo and Tohru are the blueprint, I don’t make the rules

[gaywiththesauce]

Pale Imitation

Hello everyone! Happy RenGiyuu Wednesday! This is way later in the day than I wanted to post this but uh let's roll with it and pretend I didn't forget about it. Enjoy, gays and theys

TW: Mentions of Death, Blood, Brief Mention of CPR.

A gasp tore through the warm layer of haze that settled in the humid house. The window was open, inviting the summer air in, producing trails of cold sweat to clung to Giyuu's skin.

He sat up quickly, throwing the blanket off a side to feel the cold carpet under his feet. He held his head in his hands, keeping his eyes open to chase away the haunting images of his nightmare.

Kyojuro's hand was still warm when it touched his face. It was warm when it fell and when Giyuu begged to God as a nonbeliever. Never in his life did he pray so much. Not when he lost Sabito, not when he lost himself.

Kyojuro's sweat was still warm. Kyojuro's blood was still warm when he packed his wound with gauze. Kyojuro's skin was still warm when he beat blood back into his heart. Thump, thump, thump; artificial heartbeats are pale imitations of a working heart.

Giyuu put his feet back on his futon. The cold wasn't as comforting as it should have been. He felt a tear fall on his wrist, and that's when he noticed he was crying.

Of course it was Kyojuro. It had to be his love that had to fight an Upper Moon. He was alone. If only Giyuu was a little faster. If only he was there when it happened--

"Giyuu?" a hand touched his leg and Giyuu flinched away. He looked over. A warm hand remained where it had grazed Giyuu's thigh.

Giyuu looked away, unable to look into those eyes. Kyojuro took his arm and pulled until he could hold Giyuu's hand. "Are you alright, dear?"

Giyuu couldn't talk. He knew that if he even attempted to open his mouth, the only noise he could make would be croaks of pain. He nodded.

Kyojuro shifted to sit up next to him. "You had a nightmare, didn't you? The same one?" Giyuu nodded. Kyojuro held Giyuu's rough hand in both of his. He brought his knuckles to his chapped lips to kiss them. He pressed Giyuu's palm against his chest, right next to his wound but directly over his heart.

Giyuu could feel Kyojuro's pulse under his fingers. It was strong, the strongest it's been since the accident... the accident...

He needed to stop describing it as an accident. It wasn't an accident.

His body relaxed at the physical reminder of Kyojuro's good health. His mind wasn't as fortunate. Kyojuro noticed. He tucked a hair behind Giyuu's ear and held his chin, guiding the man to look at his lover.

"I'm here," Kyojuro reassured, bringing his sleeve up to wipe Giyuu's tears away. His sleeve was soaked after cleaning his cheeks.

Giyuu looked down. His tears could be heard beating against his blanket.

Kyojuro tilted his head back up and brought him into a loose hug, "I'm here now, and I'm alive. That's what matters, isn't it?"

Yeah, Giyuu guessed that's what should matter to him. Kyojuro survived. He survived and he was alive now to kiss Giyuu's temple. Giyuu dropped his head against Kyojuro's shoulder.

Kyojuro knew how difficult it was for Giyuu to process his death and his... undeath. He was dead for two minutes. He lost a quarter of his guts and his whole eye. Giyuu expected him to be dead. He did die, but he was alive. He lived.

Kyojuro laid them down, resting Giyuu's head against his chest. Giyuu looked up at him, worried about his injury. Kyojuro didn't react to his worry, simply petting his hair and silently convincing him to lay his head down.

When he complied, he instantly knew why. Thump. Thump Thump. It was so loud in his ear and Giyuu could feel how hot Kyojuro's chest was with life. Since when was he shirtless? Giyuu couldn't answer. He felt like he was melting against his lover's embrace.

Everything of him and within him melted. He sighed physically, shakily to represent how much the daily nightmares affect him. Each night, Kyojuro comforted him without frustration or complaint.

Giyuu thought he had prayed for God to save just his boyfriend. He was foolish to think that God would kill one of his angels so easily.

Kyojuro pulled the thin blanket over them again and held Giyuu as he stirred. He didn't realize how close he was to falling asleep again. When did it become this easy?

"I'm not going anywhere, just getting comfy. Are you comfortable, dear?" Giyuu didn't bother to give him an answer as he wrapped an arm around Kyojuro's waist.

Kyojuro chuckled. Damn. The sound was beautiful and rich. It made Giyuu's heart synchronize with Kyojuro's, pounding hard and strong against his chest. He loved his laugh. Giyuu mentioned that Kyojuro had slept through their one-month anniversary and pretended to be upset about it. Kyojuro had laughed so hard that one of his stitches tore. Giyuu didn't apologize enough by his standards.

Sleep came easy yet again. Giyuu knew that more nights against Kyojuro's bare chest were guaranteed, and Giyuu couldn't find a single reason to complain. Just as he was seconds away from falling asleep, or maybe it was the beginning of a nice dream, he heard the words Kyojuro had yet to confess to him:

"I love you."

So, with as much strength as Giyuu could gather:

"I love you too."

Giyuu must be living a dream.