#like for okarun it's confidence

[quijotine]

friends i am deep in the dandadan brainrot and it just occurred to me (i have not read the manga yet so idk but ok):

so. Okarun doesn't actually know why Momo calls him Okarun, right?

And I was thinking about this whole thing about the names. How the names they choose to call each other is the reflection of how much they accept the love they have for each other, which is all nice and cute but.

What if Okarun thinks the reason Momo doesn't call him Ken/Ken Takakura is that she thinks it's SO INCREDIBLY EMBARASSING that he is named after an old famous actor?

and it would be so true to form that they hold onto this misconception and that they get confused by it once they get to talk about the love confession (yes THAT love confession)

like imagine Momo grills him for never calling her by her name and Okarun argues back like "well you're no one to talk! MISS AYASE. you're so embarrassed of my name being the same as some dumb actor that you had to give me a nickname!"

"come again??? :D ..."

"You're embarrassed that my name is like that one actor Ken Takakura! >:( why else would you never want me to say my name! >:'((("

and then momo is stuck with the mortifying ordeal of explaining that she has this HUGE crush on beloved 20th century actor ken takakura like "nonono you got it all wrong okar—sorry hnnggg k e n. i. had a crush. on ken takakura :l "

"????? I'm Ken Takakura."

"i know :l so is Ken Takakura."

"so. you. you have a crush. on Ken Takakura. the actor. You couldn’t say my name because you had the hots for Ken Takakura."

"I do. I do have the hots for Ken Takakura."

"the actor."

"no. The real one."

"so the actor? "

"no :l Ken Takakura. the other one"

"ah. I see, the other one."

WAIT. DBDHWSHDBDBDB I'M THE OTHER ONE?!?!!?!?!?!!!@@!!!!!!!

and once okarun's brain restarts and momo asks him why he'd never call her by her name either, he just goes like "i have a crush on momo ayase. 💀 i am an awkward fellow after all 💀"

[mountpyro]

So...Okarun definitely has Thoughts about the Ayase family dynamic, right?

Every time I see Momo and Seiko interacting in the show, I can't help but wonder what's going on inside Okarun's head. Like, he heard Momo gassing her up when they first met and talking about how much she regrets her past actions while they were ghost/alien hunting--but then the first time he sees them together they constantly fight and call each other stupid/hag.

Whatever you think his home situation is, he has to find the dissonance between Momo's words to him and actions to her grandmother strange, and maybe even concerning. He probably hasn't said anything because:

He's an awkward fellow, after all.

He does see the moments where they stop pretending to hate each other.

But he definitely notices that things are strange; probably has already come to the conclusion that their current behavior stems from Momo's temper tantrum and years-long silent treatment. And the fact that both Ayase women seem to be allergic to talking about their feelings or apologizing.

So what if one day...he decides to meddle?

He definitely thinks it's not his place to do so, but at the same time he is falling madly in love with this girl. And her grandmother has accepted him into her home, feeds him, helped them both with their paranormal problems, and given him the first place that he feels he belongs in. He feels like he owes it to them to at least facilitate a better understanding between them. They both saved him--keep saving him--and he wants to at least save them from feeling like the only way they can communicate is with insults and bringing up the past.

However, doing something about a rocky relationship without making it worse is even harder than it sounds, and Okarun isn't exactly swimming in interpersonal relationship experience. He hasn't figured out what to do, and the only thing he has decided for sure is that he can't rely on their other friends for this task. They mean well, and most of them have more experience with making up with people than he does, but he thinks that they are a bit clumsy for something so delicate. So for now, he just tries to keep them closer together and distract Ayase-san when she gets a bit too vitriolic.

Meanwhile: Seiko and Momo are extremely grateful for the craziness of the last few months bringing them closer together than they've been in literal years, and have no interest in rocking the boat and upending all the progress they've made--even if they think things could improve more quickly.

Also they are a bit confused why four-eyes recently prefers to quietly hang out with Momo in the living room while Seiko watches her shows instead of letting her drag him up to her room like usual.

[noirineverysense]

dandadan obviously has lots of good fanart but i keep seeing ayase shown as this sexually aggressive dominant and i sort of hate it. just feels shes treated like that just because she has a personality

[nathen-s]

I was thinking about something…

Spoilers under the cut!

It’s curious how every other girl who fell for Okarun did after seeing him like Turbokarun or after his “glow up” of confidence.

Like Aira and Vamola fell for him after meeting his yokai form, when he was strong, fast and depressed haha. Although their encounters were in different contexts (Aira thought he was a demon and Vamola was looking for a strong man to marry).

And what to say about Rin, who literally made a self insert fanfic with him as a vampire in her mind. Again as well, after noticing his yokai form.

But with Momo was different. She fell for him when he was still the invisible weird boy, no strength nor social skills at all. Not even balls 😭 He was really self conscious about his true self poor baby and worried about making Momo tired of him. Even when he got curse he didn’t want to disturb her with his problem.

It was in that exact scene, when he handed her his uniform to wear and said his famous line when Momo fell. This kind little and shy gentleman won the baddie’s heart and he didn’t even notice.

And she thought “what a loser, I wanna smooch him so bad” or something like that hahaha

Momo fell first but Ken fell harder.

I love this pannel <3

I’m yapping now. Anyway sleep well and drink water

[dandadangy]

maybe okarun’s reaction to touching boobies for the first time? 👀 i feel like he’d be so shy and eager 👉👈 if this kind of req makes you feel uncomfy pls feel free to ignore! (love your writing btw thank you for writing for ddd!)

heya!! i will for suuuure do it hihi :> tysm for the request!! im very glad u like my writing, i decided to make this account with less effort into the length or aesthetic than my other ones, so i can write all the drabbles that go through my head. tysm ! <3

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

you were both in your room, at your grandma’s house. but she was out doing god knows what, and you two were alone. alone together, sitting on your bed, alien magazines discarded on the sides. all that could be hear was the gasps for air coming from both of you, as you kissed intensely, hands roaming over each other. you were touching his cheeks, his neck, his shoulders, while his hands were on your waist, your hips, and your thighs. Okarun was the one whimpering in the kiss, slowly leaning towards you, encouraging you to lay down. his heart was beating so fast, he couldn’t think straight, yet he still was feeling shy. all that Okarun wanted was you, his half lidded eyes undressing you by the gaze they held over your body. his hands hesitantly grabbed the hem of your shirt, pulling it up, revealing your beautiful chest, still covered by your bra. he was fast to pull it down, finally revealing your breasts to his eyes. he couldn’t help but gulp. Okarun had been feeling confident up to now, but seeing the actual boobs was something else. his gaze met yours, and no words were needed for him to understand you gave him consent to touch whatever he’d like.

"G-God miss y/n.. you are so beautiful.. you look amazing.." he breathed out, his hands finally grabbing what he had his mind on since the beginning. He squeezed them, rubbed them with his thumbs, moved them around in his hands. he was so nervous, yet so happy and flustered. it felt so good under his skin, it felt so good to see your pretty little face blush and switch expressions from his touch. of course Okarun gave some attention to your nipples too, pinching them and twisting them around in his fingers. he was panting, almost drooling, his mind fogged and only focused on one thing : your stunning boobs. you could be sure this was not the last time Okarun would be fondling them, with his new discovered passion for your soft assets.

"F-Fuck.. so soft.. so pretty.. and all mine.."

[swampjawn]

What happens when you let a film nerd make an anime?

Fuuga Yamashiro (山代風我) joined Science Saru in 2017 as an Assistant Production Manager during production of "Night Is Short, Walk on Girl." He was essentially Studio Co-founder Masaaki Yuasa's secretary, but he worked his way up to assistant director on "Keep Your Hands off Eizouken" and finally got to direct his own first full Anime series, Dandadan.

Having worked so closely with one of the greatest living auteur directors, you might think he would share that overpowering individual creative influence, but as he has pointed out in interviews himself, it's much the opposite.

Instead of relying on his own creative voice, which he doesn't seem confident about in interviews, he literally collects techniques from his favorite movies, breaking them down into storyboards and adding them to his arsenal to re-contextualize later. And as you may be able to tell from watching Dandadan, his biggest influences aren't anime and manga, but live action film -- something he seems to have studied obsessively.

And when you compare the anime to the original manga (which itself is already filled with references to old movies and TV) subtle adaptation choices make the deft application of techniques borrowed from other storytellers very clear. Every choice is made for a reason and furthers the story being told in some way; nothing is there for no reason. like the simple, controlled camera pans and tilts that make the serpoian spaceship feel cold and sterile, or the crazywackysilly, un-predictable wide-angle camera movements that intrude on that cold sterile world when turbo granny shows up.

In one interview during the production of "Keep Your Hands off Eizouken" Yamashiro pulls out his notebook where he had collected all these techniques and gives an example:

"There's a technique called 'Dolly Zoom', which is a technique that changes the perspective of the background while keeping the size of the subject." […] "In 'Cult of Chucky,' which I saw recently, there is a scene in which a long passageway is filmed in telephoto, while a wheelchair moves forward. The character is 'getting closer, but the viewer feels farther away'. This is the kind of thing I collect." […] "I'd like to combine these things in various ways and do it in animation." (I took some liberties with this, the translation was pretty rough)

And sure enough, that exact same type of dolly zoom rears its head in Dandadan as Okarun sprints away from Turbo Granny and the mouth of the tunnel stretches impossibly into the distance.

It may seem counterintuitive to ascribe too much importance to the creative vision of one person who specifically talks about his own lack of strong creative vision, (and to be clear, he's far from the only person playing a major role) but I think it's precisely that encyclopedic knowledge of film techniques and that pragmatic, meticulous attitude that may have acted as a stabilizing force for Yuasa, and that also provides some needed structure to a ball of pure energy like Dandadan, while still preserving its essence and the eclectic influences that it wears on its sleeve.

Also, mad respect for using the seventh installment of the Child's Play franchise as your example of a dolly zoom instead of, like, Vertigo, Jaws, or Goodfellas.

This is just a sliver of what I talk about in this full video! A minuscule piece of the pie! Some tiny little crumbs for the peasants! So if you consider yourself worthy, go watch the whole video. I think it's good.

Uhh also reblog! I spent way too long on that intro animation, so I need it. Bad.

[quicksweetdreamer]

I really love how in Dan Da Dan, Okarun is sooooooooooo insecure that basically every single thing that happens makes him believe that Momo will stop being his friend.

(And isn’t that relatable af my dear socially awkward, low self-esteem friends?)

But Momo… Momo is always seeking out Okarun, always trying to include him, always wanting to talk to him and be with him.

And it’s so obvious to us, the viewers, that Momo loves Okarun soooo much, that she loves talking about aliens and ghosts with him! But it’s not to him! At all!!!

And not in a "oh it’s anime, of course the main guy won’t notice how the girl loves him" way, but in a "this guy really thinks that he’s unlikable and he’s wired to believe that everyone will leave him eventually" way.

Like… when Jiji shows up and Okarun sees how cool he looks and Grandma tells him that he’s Momo’s first love… he immediately thinks "That’s it. We’re done. She’ll never want to stay with me now that HE is here…". He’s jealous and he’s so scared that they’re "still in love". He thinks she’ll go out with Jiji, that she’ll stop liking the supernatural and only do things Jiji likes…

Meanwhile Momo is all like "why the FUCK is Jiji here? Okarun, help me get rid of him." And while they do bond over Jiji’s story, she very clearly doesn’t like him like that. She’s STILL seeking out Okarun, and she obviously won’t stop liking the supernatural because, yes, it’s something she likes to share with Okarun, but it’s also something that, by now, she likes period. It’s something they have in common and no pretty boy is gonna change that!

And it’s not just Jiji that’s threatening Okarun and Momo’s friendship in his mind, it’s everything. Everything he does, everything he says, every moment where he thinks he failed at something… because he’s just got no self-esteem at all.

Thankfully, Momo’s very vocal and straightforward about how he needs to stop pushing people away all the time, and even though sometimes she teases him a little too much, she’s got good intentions. She keeps doing and saying little things to reassure him. Like the whole "see you tomorrow" thing or how she goes out of her way to eat with him, how she always asks for his opinion or his help (like every time Aira says something batshit crazy, she always asks him "she’s still on with this shit?" It’s a detail, but I just love it so much). And Okarun didn’t change his whole mindset just because his new friend told him that he should "stop with the self-loathing already" two or three times. Something like that is obviously buried deep and it takes time and work to change and I love that they didn’t just make him suddenly all confident and shit.

Gosh I love this batshit insane anime and these crazy characters and their wonderful relationships!!!!

[4rlekino]

can you play, ken? ' takakura "okarun" ken

cws. 18+ NSFW MDNI. okarun x gn!reader. aged up characters. turbo form okarun. porn w/o plot. blowjob. deepthroating. facefucking. edging. hair pulling. use of babe/baby. 926 words. no beta we die like men.

notes. sorry like i rlly just saw this one edit of him back when the ddd anime dropped where he rolls his eyes back n it just like *twirls hair* ykkk

you hummed, a little teasing 'mhm' that has the vibrations travel through him while your lips stay closed around his cock. it makes ken seethe, sucking a sharp breath through slightly grit teeth.

"uh, huh?" he nods slowly, his hand still laced through your hair. ken's lip twitches, a repressed remark on the tip of his tongue before another, more intense wave of pleasure surges through him.

you keep your gaze up at him as you take him deep enough to have your nose pressed to the trimmed tuft of hair above his dick. in response, there's a deep rumble of a groan that emits from his throat. his head tilts back, and a few quiet curses slip out through his grit teeth as you continue to shallowly bob your head.

"fuck, you—" he strains, unable to really finish when his eyes roll back and shut.

the hand that's tangled in your strands tightens its hold, effectively stopping your movement. you can feel him throb, even the slight twitches of his dick. you can feel it all inside your mouth while he takes rough, steadying breaths. ken just looks down at you, and when you meet his gaze, his expression is still just as unreadable other than the tension in the furrow of his brows.

he felt like you were testing his resolve, breaking him little by little.

he tugs at your hair, coaxing your movement again. just a couple strokes of your mouth to ease him back into it, but instead of continuing, he stops and he sucks in another sharp breath. that knot in his stomach is wound up tight. he's still not ready, but god, does he need that relief right now.

he feels like he should say something. a tease, a snarky comment. maybe even something degrading, but he decides against it. he didn't really want it to bite him in the ass later when he turned back to normal and lost all his confidence.

you'd been on your knees for minutes now and ken was the one edging himself with your lips, all while you had your hands on your lap, dick in your mouth and a glint in your eye like you're holier than thou.

"shit… you like that, babe?" he's genuinely asking despite the dead tone.

his hand moves down over your cheek to caress your face and the trace of his thumb across your cheek causes his dick to slip out of your mouth, finally allowing you to breathe while it keeps itself upright in front of you, dripping and glistening in a mix of your spit and his pre. you press your lips together for a second, licking and ridding them of the gloss.

"think you liked it more than me," you teased, the corner of your lip twitching into a smirk.

ken just presses his tongue to his cheek then takes a couple bated breaths instead of responding.

in this form, he had the attitude of a moody prick and pale, ghostly skin. sometimes a little cold to the touch like an actual spectre, but in the moment, he was feeling feverish and his state of mind was starting to haze.

a white-hot feeling covers him and his abdominal muscles are taut and flexed, bracing against less than decent urges that come from just looking at you like this. it stirs intensely in his lower stomach, his cock twitching again to really show you.

his hands are getting fidgety, but he's careful as he's situating them on either the side of your head, threading his fingers through your hair and finding purchase.

"tongue. show me." ken said, and you obediently stick it out and loosen your jaw so he could guide himself back in.

you try your hardest to keep looking at him while your tongue glides along the underside of his shaft, but it gets sloppy fast with the way he's pulling you in and meeting you halfway through a thrust of his hips.

his eyes roll all the way back, even fluttering shut as a low, guttural noise escapes him and his back curves into its slouch a little more. drool's coming down your chin and your expression was starting to twist from strain now that ken's resorted to just fucking your face.

he couldn't even begin to explain how he was feeling and a part of him was worried he was hurting you, but you were taking it so good, and the sounds of you practically choking on his dick only spur him further. his mouth hangs open and he's starting to mutter to himself again, except this time it's a little more understandable than last.

"...mouth's too good. you're just takin' it, aren't you?" he says, sucking in a sharp breath. "goddamn, babe, you're gonna kill me."

as his hips stutter, ken makes that same low groan again. his hands were still clutched to the sides of your head, stilling you for the last time while his load comes down your throat and gives you no choice but to swallow.

he sharply curses under his breath as he's waiting for the post-orgasm buzz to die down. he looks down at you, noticing the tears brimming the corners of your eyes and your flushed expression with his shaft still in your mouth, and he thanks the intensity of orgasm for preventing him from getting hard again.

"fuck... that sucks..." he muttered, carefully drawing his hips back to let you finally gasp for air. "my bad. i wanted do it on your face."

[lowkxytears]

here’s the list of things i would like to see explored in the upcoming dandadan fics that will surely arise due to the anime and the increase of the animanga’s fans:

okarun’s home life

momo + aira friendship

big sis momo + lil sis vamola

sad jiji + comfort

an in depth exploration of kinta’s insecurities + his eventual rise in confidence (i love him so much he’s my fave)

more seiko and turbo granny friendship!!!

a fic on how mai’s haunting of rin to be an idol represents the continued life of a pushover (rin’s mum got me so mad, like y r u having ur baby cook and clean?! she can barely reach the table!!!)

slice of life through the eyes of masamichi bega (the policeman who’s zuma’s guardian)

momo x okarun first date!! (they are so cuteeeee)

one shot where jiji gets kinta and okarun to come out of their shells more and in turn jiji gets to be more vulnerable with them (group cry sesh meow)

long multi-chapter fic that explores the trauma that each members of the group have. angst/hurt + eventual?comfort (i need codependency + separation anxiety for all of them meow)

that is it for now i will add more if i need to. buh bye!!

[crypt1dcorv1dae]

One of the big points of Zuma as a character is that this guy who is 100% MOMO'S TYPE shows up, and she has.... Absolutely no interest in him. They spend a bunch of time alone together and she just... Doesn't give a shit. She gets flustered ONCE and that's mostly cus she was surprised his behavior changed and then immediately snaps out of it and scolds him for using up some of his power, not cus she actually has any interest in him

And it's a good way to show that like... Yeah... She's already got feelings for someone else. She's got no interest in anyone else, not even a guy who truly does check all her previous boxes for what kinda person she likes!!! No more room her heart is already full of big dumb brave nerd sorry buddy

And like, it's good cus they've shown the same w okarun more before that, multiple other people having interest in him and he just entirely is not interested (even if he does get flustered cus, like, yeah they ARE PRETTY and he's not at all used to that kind of attention!!! That's a normal reaction!!! But that's one of the differences in their personalities!! It doesn't mean he's less devoted or anything, he's just not as comfortable and confident with it as momo is) so it's good to really show that BOTH OF THEM are equally in deep, it's not one sided at all, cus tbh previously it was rlly only jiji around acting as a "rival" and IMO she made it clear she wasn't into him anymore but it was kinda subtle so I could understand some people not picking up on that, so having it be much more overt and obvious is good!!!

And yeah I do usually hate the whole "everyone is into this character" harem type trope but given it's happening to BOTH OF THEM and they both literally only have eyes for each other makes it more funny than cringe so it's fine. Plus like can you blame any of em?? These two are absolutely catches!!! They're wonderful people!!! My children are perfect of course everyone is in love with them. As they should be.

[s30620]

Chapter 43: You Won't Get Away with This!

I just enjoyed this entire speech Okarun says while beating up The Evil Eye. His priorities in this fight are: Momo, Jiji, himself. That just goes to show how important his friends are to him, and how much self confidence he has now.

I thought about the contrast between Yokarun and The Evil Jiji as they fought. Since Jiji is athletic already, The Evil Eye doesn't need to hold back when using Jiji's body and is able to go at full power all the time. It's like a seasoned kickboxer with the mentality of a child, "who's gonna stop me" kind of thinking.

Yokarun, however, can only go all out twice so far. If Turbo Granny had possessed someone with a stronger body, would that change how many times they can go all out? Can they go all out all the time like The Evil Eye with Jiji? Or is TG so powerful that it would take a toll on even the strongest vessel?

[randomness-is-my-order]

watching dandadan rn and it’s so much fun. the centre stage is shared by the main duo in a very dynamic and unique manner despite the setup being rather tropey at the start. like yes this could be just another shy, nerdy loner guy with the popular, confident girl setup but i’m SO glad that okarun & momo’s characterisations are ever so skillfully subverted. okarun is a nerd but he’s not exactly shy. he’s very passionate and can be very loud and assertive when the topic matters to him. and yes momo’s confident but she’s bashful and silly and goofy and smart!!! and they BANTER!!! they argue!! okarun calls momo out and momo calls him out and they get along as FRIENDS before they get along in any romantic capacity. momo is okarun’s first friend and okarun is likely the first guy in momo’s life to treat her with genuine respect and admiration. even when they butt heads over aliens vs ghosts, it’s from a position of equality, than any kind of one-sided dismissive rebuttal. they both have cool powers and they work well together as a team. they are both flawed and they both inspire change in each other (okarun with his low self esteem hindering his building friendships and momo’s lack of tact coming off as rude when flustered; both these aspects are addressed and they’re both working on it).

what i’m getting at is... it doesn’t exactly feel forced to see their relationship develop which is always such a problem in shouen anime for me (though this last year has given us many amazing pairings). plus they’re so. freaking. cute. like i can see them on my screen for hours and not get bored. ugh, i just love them.

[ecargmura]

Dandadan Episode 7 Review - A Mother's Love

If Episode 4 hasn’t put Science Saru on the map for high quality animation, then this episode surely did. I haven’t read the source material, but even as an anime-only watcher, I can definitely see the love and passion the studio puts into this. It’s crazy how a Japanese anime studio owned by a Korean person can make such invigorating quality.

The rest of the fight with Acrobatic Silky was animated well. I love how the kids outwitted her by running away just so her hair gets caught in the nook and cranny of the warehouse. Okarun manages to defeat her by going full throttle. However, their victory isn’t a happy one as devouring Aira caused her to die. Turbo Granny explained that since she’s an ordinary person, being devoured by a spirit would easily kill someone. I sort of like that detail, honestly. There’s no anime logic about how she could survive this. She’s dead and that is what the rest of the episode is about. 

What I also like is that seeing her dead easily causes Momo and Okarun to start doing what they can like telling Turbo Granny to call the ambulance and for Momo to resuscitate her using her psychic hands. Though, it does feel odd that a group of teenagers know how to resuscitate someone so skillfully, even if it’s an attempt. They’re both not doctors and are on the opposite spectrum of them. The only way she can be saved is having Acrobatic Silky connect her aura to Aira’s like connecting two cords together.

That’s where the highlight of the episode comes in the form of Silky’s tragic backstory. Man, it broke my heart seeing Silky’s life before her unfortunate end. She was a single mother working as a prostitute alongside several jobs in order to provide for her and her beloved daughter who was her entire world and her purpose for living. Her daughter was sweet in that she was essentially her light in her life. She worked hard in order to buy the red dress that eventually becomes what she wears as a ghost and she was also teaching her daughter ballet. The tragedy comes from debt collectors or mobsters coming in to assault her and then they later took her daughter away, which is severely tragic because the sequences of her life before the tragedy shows that her daughter just celebrated her fifth birthday. If the mobsters are related to trafficking, this means that her daughter’s fate became that of a trafficked child and that’s horrendous in itself. Also, props to Hina Kino for voicing the daughter. She's excellent at creating a child-like voice, especially with how she wailed.

Silky’s dance sequence before meeting her end was seriously beautiful, yet so tragic. The scenery with the starry night was gorgeous but Silky starts dancing. Ballet is an elegant, graceful and poised style of dancing and that’s how she decided to meet her end. The way it was animated was so gorgeous. Also, if you noticed, Silky’s dancing was used in the full music video of Dandadan’s opening song.

There are some people out there wondering if Silky’s daughter is Aira. She’s not. When Silky became a ghost, she could only stand listlessly until little Aira came and mistook her for her recently deceased mother. Realizing that she had a daughter, Silky latched onto Aira and decided to protect her until it became obsessive and psychotic. 

This sequence also showcases why Aira behaved the way she did earlier. She’s a narcissist primarily because of what her father had said about her needing to become stronger in order to let her mother be proud of her once she sees her again. That was why she developed a high self-confidence in order to one day show her late mother. She may have been insufferable before but the memories have completely humbled her. The way she hugged Silky just so she could have solace and not be forgotten in death was such a powerful scene. This shows that underneath her pompous attitude, Aira had a kind heart. My opinion of her instantly changed after this. Wow. I legit shed some tears.

I wonder if Dandadan’s story is just encountering a ghost or an alien and learning of their stories or what not. There doesn’t seem to be an overall grand scheme of things. I like that honestly. It’s just a story about kids encountering the supernatural and learning a lot of life lessons amidst the craziness. Please correct me if I’m wrong. Anyways, what are your thoughts about this episode?

[imthepunchlord]

Hand Holding

Read more here.

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For Momo, it was amusingly endearing how the simplest things would fluster Okarun so much. Like hand holding. A thing all couples did. A thing she wanted to do, and she knows he wants to as well, with his shy attempts to reach for her hands. 

And when they do, it’s nice. 

His touch is gentle and timid, a sharp contrast to Momo’s confident and affectionate grasp. And sometimes, his grip would tighten, as if there was a desperation to hold her, to keep her hand in his. 

And while Momo would notice that clear want, he was always the first to let go, often quickly, as if the flusteredness of such a simple touch was too much. 

On some level, Momo was impatient. 

Of all the things they’ve gone through, holding each other, Okarun often ending up on top of her (even nude once!), and just how much physical contact they have; holding hands was apparently too much? 

Momo thinks it should be the easiest thing. 

But she also considers that this is a first for Okarun. 

His first friend. 

His first crush and love. 

And now his first girlfriend. 

There’s a lot he’s easing himself into learning and adjusting. 

And she’ll take their baby steps as wins. She likes it when he gathers the courage to hold her hand, likes it when he matches her in grip and want, as if he was touch starved and her hand alone gave him all he wanted. And she genuinely liked holding his hand. She could feel the strength he developed in his hand, but he always held her so gently, as if afraid to break it. 

In comparison to her first boyfriend, that stupid tuna, this was so much nicer. Momo recalls she got jerked and dragged along instead of simply just enjoying the touch and moment together. 

But she does with Okarun, at least when he’s able to hold her hand. 

And one day soon, she knows it’ll be natural. That Okarun will be comfortable and confident enough to do so, she just has to be patient. 

God knows he has endless patience for her and her antics. 

It seems though, that this night, with the moon full and bright, her wants were answered, though not entirely how she wanted them to be. 

Stepping out of the maid cafe, she wasn’t surprised to find Okarun waiting for her. She was surprised to see him in his yokai form, white hair blowing in some unnatural wind, staring out into the world vacant like there was nothing he truly saw before him. 

“Okarun?” she prompted, drawing near.

Lazy red eyes slid her way before he turned to face her. “Done?” he asked in his deep drawl. 

“Yeah, but why are you transformed?” 

He heaved out the loudest sigh. “It’s my moon time…” 

“Oh, right,” Momo said, glancing up at the full moon. Grandma confirmed that yokai strength did echo the lunar phases, growing stronger during full moons, and for Okarun and Aira, it meant their yokai power would manifest and transform them out of their control. 

As the full moon often came out during the night, there haven’t been that many issues with this. At least, not on Momo’s end. She can’t speak for their own home life. 

Momo had a start as Okarun reached out, his hand coming to touch her lightly, impatient to hold her hand but waiting for that permission. With a beam, Momo laced their fingers, and Okarun quickly engulfed her hand with his larger hand and held with gentle tightness, like she was some treasure that could be stolen from him. 

It dawned on Momo that this was the first time she held his hand in his yokai form. His hand was bigger, easily dwarfing hers, and his fingers were longer as were his nails. Momo didn’t feel uneasy with his hold like this, he was just as gentle as any other time. 

In spite of initiating the touch, Okarun stood still, seemingly content to just stand around and hold her hand. 

“Shall we?” Momo asked. 

Okarun just hummed, staring at her.

Used to him staring at her openly in this form, Momo led the way, starting to fill the air with chatter. 

“I think the plan tonight was crab, but knowing Grandma and Turbo Granny, they probably ate it all.” Momo made a face at the likely true fact. But that was how it was in the Ayase home. At meal time, it was a first come, first serve. 

“Bummer,” Okarun replied. 

“Are you hungry?” Momo asked. 

“I could eat…” 

Momo bounced about giddily, Okarun’s arm jerking and moving about with her as he refused to let go. “Then let’s go eat our own crab!” 

“Sounds good, yo.” 

Okarunw as nearly toppled over in Momo’s rush for food, having just the place in mind. They got themselves a booth, placed their order, and Momo started to go off for the events of her work day, still holding hands with Okarun much to her glee. 

Despite dating for a near month, Okarun was not able to hold her hand for long, so this was rather nice. 

Until the food came. 

“Mmmm, that smells so good,” Momo declared in delight, drooling at the steaming red crab legs before her. “Thank you very much!”  she declared and was ready to start pick up a leg—  

— only to find one of her hands isn’t free. 

It was still, quite firmly, in Okarun’s grasp. 

“Okarun, I need my hand,” Momo stated, giving him a dangerous look while she tried to tug her hand free. 

“But I missed you, Momo-chan,” he replied, ignoring her glare and refusing to let go. 

“You can hold my hand after dinner,” Momo said, now trying to grapple his hand off of hers. 

No one will come between an Ayase and their food… 

Okarun groaned. “That sounds like a long time to wait, yo.” 

“Dinner won’t take that long!” Momo snapped, baring her teeth at him.

Okarun was unphased. He replied, “It will be for me…” 

“Okarun! I don’t need this right now!” 

She was just starting to consider biting his hand outright when Okarun shifted, sliding around their curved booth to sit next to her, his free hand coming to her crab legs. Momo was about to go feral at the thought that Okarun was going to steal her food when his long nail slid over the shell, cutting the leg open and revealing the steaming meat within. 

Momo drooled. 

Oh, it looked so good… 

“Does that help?” he asked.

Momo licked her lips, but turned to him to stress, “I still need two hands to eat.” 

“What if I fed you, yo?” 

Momo went stiff, her cheeks starting to blush. She turned away, suddenly feeling a little shy. “Um, I guess we could try?” she shyly agreed. 

With his free hand, he used a fork to pluck some meat free and offered it to her. Momo took, humming in delight as the flavor danced on her tongue. And by the small, happy sound from the small little gesture, a switch seemed to go off in Okarun’s head. He suddenly perked attention, watching intently as she ate.

Not that Momo noticed, too happy having some crab. 

When she opened her eyes, he had another piece ready for her. 

No way Momo was going to refuse. 

But, after a few bites of bliss, she came to realize Okarun wasn’t eating at all, he was just focusing on feeding her. 

Not taking the offered food, she asked, “Aren’t you going to eat?” 

“After you,” he replied, still waiting for her to accept the next bite. In truth, even if there was a twinge of hunger, he was ready to bring his plate over and keep feeding her. Instinctively, it just felt right. 

Momo narrowed her eyes at him. “But you were hungry, weren’t you, Okarun?” 

“Yes,” he confirmed, waving the fork about, trying to tempt her to keep eating. 

“Then eat your crab.” 

“But you had a full day of work.” 

Momo plucked the fork from his fingers, turning it to him, pressing the meat to his lips. “How about I take a turn feeding you?” 

Okarun went stiff. 

Oh my, Momo thought, that is the most torn expression she’s ever seen on yokai Okarun’s face. 

And torn he was. 

The thought of Momo feeding him shot delight and warmth through him, but there was a need to offer her food, to feed and provide for her. An instinct to insist that this was what he must do, even as hunger poked at the back of his mind, the want to feed and provide for her was stronger. To prove to his heart’s desire that he could provide. That he was reliable. As much as he loved her offering him food in return, offering her own promise to care for him, he really wanted to be the one to stress this message. 

As Okarun tried to work through his inner turmoil, Momo had only so much patience for his struggle before she turned the fork around and ate the crab herself. 

That seemed to jolt Okarun out of his dissonance, gawking slightly at her choice before slouching over in defeat. “What a bummer…” he bemoaned. 

He missed his chance to feed and provide for her. 

He missed his chance to be fed by her. 

How terrible. 

He wanted to go home…

“Don’t be so dramatic,” Momo scolded lightly, rolling her eyes at him. At least her hand was free, and she took the chance to handle her own crab legs how she wanted. Plucking the meat out, she offered it to him again, watching his red eye flicker to attention. “Are you going to eat it this time?” 

He eyed the offered crab for a few seconds, torn again between wants and instinct, before deciding that wants mattered more. 

And this was what she wanted. 

Who was he to refuse her? 

He sat up and grasped her hand again, accepting the crab, his lips tickling her fingers. It sent a slight pleasant tingle up Momo’s arm.  

Momo beamed, satisfied that she got him to eat and for the slight kiss on her fingertips. 

Only for that satisfaction to falter when she realized she couldn’t move her hand. Okarun had it once again, and refused to let go. 

“Okarun!” she half whined, half scolded. 

“I want more food, Momo-chan,” Okarun lightly demanded, opening his mouth expectantly. 

“I need both my hands!” she snapped. 

“But I want to hold your hand, Momo-chan.” 

“Okaruuuun!”

[kanguin]

Apropos of nothing, here's my top 15 anime and whether the story would be improved if you made the main character a trans girl:

1. That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime - You can't transition Rimuru in a way that matters, but honestly if Rimuru did start to ID as a woman over time, that would be cool. Unlikely though considering his human form is the body of Shizu, so a fully fem form would feel pervy to Rimuru.

2. Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood - Well it'd certainly make the title funny if you made Edward into Edwina. And it'd make Ed/Winry into yuri. But honestly it'd change very little imho. Though it would be interesting to explore transition in a world where alchemy exists, but just in a different story. Might make for a fascinating post-canon fanfic?

3. Mushoku Tensei: Jobless Reincarnation - Oh god would it. The story is already focused on exploring identity and already has dysphoria when a god he talks to forces him into his pre-reincarnation body on the astral plane. Making Rudy into a polyamorous trans lesbian would literally be peak and elevate the story so much.

4. Kaguya-sama: Love is War - You know what? Yeah. I can vibe with making Miyuki Shirogane trans. It would add another layer of intrigue to the story AND make it gay. It could even be funny if Kaguya or Chica found out before Shirogane did. Wait. No. It would be hilarious if YU ISHIGAMI found out first, and just, assumed Miyuki was closeted, and not just, clueless. Yes this could add so much entertainment value.

5. Dungeon Meshi - Lord almighty get this autistic furry a choker and some estrogen, stat. I make it no secret how I feel about the Trans Touden Sisters interpretation.

6. Dandadan - Make Okarun and Jiji trans girls and make the main cast a messy polycule and sign me the FUCK up please! It would be so funny and so much fun. I NEED this version of Dandadan. It'd be even funnier considering how much is focused around Ken's junk and him being partially possessed by an old lady.

7. Overlord - NGL I'm not even sure anything would change if you made Momonga into a trans woman. She'd act the exact same, and so would everyone else. Interesting for sure, but fruitless, ultimately.

8. My Dressup Darling - Crack? Crack cocaine? Do you realize how amazing it would be to make this into a story about a gyaru girl pulling a closeted trans girl excitably out of the closet?! This would make this so much cuter than it already is, I think I'd EXPLODE.

9. How a Realist Hero Rebuilt the Kingdom - It wouldn't change much narratively, but the world could always use more stories with polyamorous trans lesbians as the protagonist.

10. The Faraway Paladin - Wouldn't change much honestly, but it would be cool. Tbh Season 2 Will looks like a stealth/closeted trans girly already.

11. Mob Psycho 100 - Again wouldn't change much but would be fun. Put Mob on estrogen and watch her transform from anxiety autism failboy to anxiety autism failgirl. And then still be the kindest person in any room.

... Okay though, on second thought, getting to see her go ???% on a transphobe would be cool as shit.

12. One Punch Man - another no change case. One Punch Woman. She has boobs now. She probably transitioned in like a day somehow.

13. My Hero Academia - I think putting Midoriya on estrogen would fix the show actually. Maybe also put the writer on estrogen just to be sure. (joke)

14. Kill la Kill - Making Ryuko Matoi a trans girl would actually be really cool, especially with her challenging establishment, with the themes of clothes being a restrictive aspect of society, and with her gay romance with Mako. I've seen so many trans girls on Tumblr with Ryuko's exact shameless, confident personality, I just know it'd be epic.

15. Cautious Hero: The Hero is Overpowered but Overly Cautious - It would change little about how Seiya acts, but realizing she's trans would definitely give Ristarte's bisexual ass a nosebleed. Though Seiya would probably be ultra mega hyper closeted behind numerous mystic barriers, so that'd be fun to explore.

[allnightstay]

Day 28 - Spooked 👻

Summary: Okarun attempts a silly trick that ends up causing him to pay the price

Lee: Okarun

Ler: Momo

⚠️This is a tickle fic! If that's not your thing, please scroll along🚨

A/N: I've been watching this anime and I'm absolutely in love with it's strange hilarity. I hope you enjoy!

It was a chilly October evening, and the moon hung low in the sky, casting eerie shadows across the streets of the quiet town. Momo and Okarun had just finished their usual training session and were on their way back from the park when Okarun decided to make a little detour to scare Momo.

"Hey, Momo, I heard there’s an old haunted house around here. Wanna check it out?" Okarun grinned mischievously, his hands tucked into his jacket pockets.

Momo raised an eyebrow, her voice dripping with skepticism. "You know, Okarun, I’m not some scaredy-cat like you. I’m not easily spooked."

Okarun smirked, suddenly feeling the challenge in her words. "Oh, I don't know. You do get easily startled, don’t you? Just a little surprise and you’d be jumping out of your skin."

Momo narrowed her eyes, crossing her arms. "I don’t get scared by cheap tricks. But… I’ll humor you."

They arrived at the decrepit house, its broken windows and creaky door creating an atmosphere straight out of a horror movie. Momo rolled her eyes but stepped inside with Okarun, who was already acting a little too nervous for his own good.

As they explored the dimly lit halls, Momo could hear Okarun’s footsteps behind her, a little too quick, a little too unsure. The air felt thick with tension, and despite her confidence, she couldn’t help but feel a slight chill crawl up her spine.

Suddenly, there was a loud creak from above them. Momo froze, eyes wide. Okarun let out a strangled gasp, clutching her arm with a terrified expression. "Did you hear that?!"

Momo smirked, turning to tease him, but before she could say anything, Okarun yelled.

"AHHHH! There’s something behind you!"

In a moment of panic, Momo spun around, her heart racing—but all she saw was the shadow of an old chair. No ghost. No monster. Just Okarun laughing uncontrollably behind her.

"Gotcha!" he said, gasping for breath, grinning like a maniac.

Momo’s cheeks flushed a bright red, and she narrowed her eyes at him, feeling the sting of being the victim of such a cheap scare. "You’re so going to regret that," she muttered under her breath.

Before Okarun could react, Momo launched herself at him with surprising speed. She grabbed his sides, her fingers digging into his ribs. Okarun’s eyes went wide as he squealed.

"WahaHAHAHA, WAHAIT! Mohohomo noohohoo! No fahahahahair!" he gasped, wriggling in her grasp.

But Momo was relentless. She hadn’t expected it, but seeing Okarun flailing about—his usually confident demeanor now reduced to a giggling mess—was too satisfying.

"How does it feel to be spooked, Okarun?" Momo teased, her fingers dancing along his sides, knowing exactly where his ticklish spots were.

"AHAHAHA GAHAHA! S-stOHOHO-stooop hehehehe!" Okarun stammered, his face flushed with laughter. His arms were flailing wildly as he tried to pry Momo’s hands away, but she was too quick.

"You’re the one who tried to scare me! You get what you deserve," Momo grinned, pressing her fingers into his ribs again, sending him into another round of helpless laughter.

Okarun bucked and squirmed, finally dropping to the floor in a desperate attempt to escape. Momo backed off, letting him breathe for a moment, but only because she saw his expression—half exhausted, half victorious.

"Okay, okahahahay! I'm sorry, geheez." Okarun gasped, his chest rising and falling rapidly from laughter.

Momo stood over him, hands on her hips, her smug smile the perfect image of satisfaction. "Just remember, Okarun, next time you try to scare me, I’m going to really scare you."

Okarun groaned dramatically. "Spare mee."

"Good," Momo said with a wink, and with that, she left the haunted house, her laughter still echoing in the halls.

Okarun, still recovering from the tickle attack, sat up slowly.

Momo glanced back over her shoulder. "If you ever try that again, I’m bringing out the big guns."

And with that, they left the spooky old house behind, the tension between them now replaced with lighthearted laughter and a bit of friendly revenge.