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sabh0 · 6 months ago

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What's your opinion on the anime? I find it pretty funny, but I can't say that I am not disappointed to see so many scenes missing.

For exemple, I wanted to see Dazai cry laugh at Chuuya's young mistress act, show that it was a joke shared by both of them, rather than one made to us at the expense of Chuuya. They took a genuinely funny moment and made me cringe SO hard for no reason T^T

God i could go on for hours about how Bones ruined this series. I'm obviously thankful we have an anime adaptation but. Well just compare bsd anime to jjk one or smth and yeah.

I will be complaining more under the cut,,

First the overall writing choices:

-Deleting or changing skk scenes to the point im not even shocked when ppl think these two actually somehow hate each other.

-The way they portrayed Sigma. They deleted half of his personality and backstory. And just speedrunned the Sky Casino arc like if seeing that place was giving them nightmares. No wonder he gets mischaracterized now.

-Tachihara's internal conflict about belonging to either Port Mafia or The Hunting Dogs? Bones never heard about it. It's not like IT'S A VERY IMPORTANT PLOT POINT.

-Akutagawa's whole character in the anime is just 'edgy and angry and bad grr'. In the manga he had some 'kind' or even seelf-reflection moments that were ommited in the anime. Like where he realizes defeating Atsushi didn't satisfy him (ship fight, season 1). Or when he gives files about the orphanage Director to Atsushi and says he won't fight him today because he lost someone impirtant to him. Sskk vs Fukuchi fight?? No scene where Sskk r helping each other walk. Instead we get Akutagwa just pushing Atsushi away. Won't even start on that last smile that looked more like another angry expression.

-THE WAY THEY CHANGED "DAZAI'S ENTRANCE EXAM" INTO SOME CURRENT TIMELINE EPISODES. IT MAKES ME SO ANGRY LIKE. THIS NOVEL WAS SO GOOD. Showing both Dazai and Kunikida's characters and partnership so well. But no. Let's just??? Put Atsushi there. Let's delete the fact this thing happened 2 years ago. And let's delete everything that was actually important about it, too.

-also some changes in the Dark Era arc. Like. Lord. Dazai is so much more emotional in the novel. His expressions r described so well. But the anime either shows him from the back at those moments (him finding out Oda was almost killed by a sniper in Ango's room) or just deletes/changes the thing (Oda dying. This scene is so emotional in the novel. From the description u can tell Dazai was crying/on the verge of it as Odasaku died. But in the anime he looks calm and then we get a far aeay frame and he just. Gets up and that's it yeah.) They also deleted the scene of him visiting Oda's grave.

-The way they rushed seasons 4 and 5. Just to give us an episode that goes further than the manga and has the shittiest writing ever when it comes to skk's plan revelation (im so angry about this u guys have no idea. I sincerely believe that if this episode never came out, the manga would go differently bc there's no way that Asagiri who wrote things like Stormbringer suddenly thought that some dollar store vampire make up will fool a guy who's centuries old and literally lived next to vampires. But well!! Seems like these two speeches Dazai gave weren't important at all and now we can just forget about them yippiee)

I could definitely mention WAYY more examples of that but this is already long af. Like guys. I know u cant fit everything in an animated show. It takes time to make it and all but. Bro. The character's in the anime r so shallow compared to their original versions.

Now onto the artstyle of the anime.

Lord. U know? It was actually pretty in the first 2 seasons. The official arts at the time were also really nice to look at.

No idea what happened later. Why did Bones suddenly decide that those ugly turtle smiles r gonna become the main thing in the character design. Why so many fisheyes. Atp sometimes i look at the official art and i go oh lord even i could fix it. It really feels like they draw some characters ugly on purpose now (Chuuya being the main victim for unknown reasons).

Tho i must say they have their moments even now. Some last episodes of season 5 weren't really bad, especially the Meursault part (love them for animating Dazai and Sigma dancing so well. And for that 101 animation. And maybe for the heartattack they gave me with 109 and Chuuya shooting Dazai so many times.)

On some other things, i really like the music! Bsd openings and endings never miss,,,

#sab q&a #tumblr crashed when i was half into writing that and i had to start from the beginning again but it's no longer as detailed bc >:(#my relationship with bones looks like that: i would like to see stormbringer animated but im actually scared of seeing it animated #not because its sad but because there r very high chances that Bones will completely ruin it too #if u want me to talk solely about the manga vs anime skk then yeah just tell me i can do that too muah #sab yapping

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anonymouschishiyaimaginesandmore · 1 year ago

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[Scrubs_MD]

Minors, do not read! Contains mentions of smutty behavior!

MASTERLIST (up-to-date)

This is Part 1 !!HERE!! is Part 2

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Alice in Borderland/Imawa no Kuni no Alice characters or original stories, only the plot of this fanfic. Alice in Borderland/Imawa no Kuni no Alice characters and original storyline belong to Haro Aso, who made the Manga the Series is based on.

Trigger Warning: Explicit Smut Summery: Chishiya x female OC that I gave a Name for this Story

Asana was a good kid when she grew up. She came from a good family with a good background and good parents that just happen to be, you guessed it, good.

And all that stuff stayed that way until Asa, how she preferred to get called, was old enough to start Uni and it just happened to be in Japan’s most populated City, but hey it wasn’t her fault, like her siblings tend to treat it.

It was just that the stuff she wanted to study could be nowhere better archived than there, tho Asa didn’t mind not having to share her room and privacy with the younger ones, so of course she moved. Sadly, the country bumpkin soon had to find out that living in the big City, especially the fancy part of Shibuya was one hell of an expensive place.

Everywhere she looked, prices were bambooing into the sky and Asa didn’t even put the cost of each university year into account. She was constantly running low. Her wallet was dry and empty and the times she did got her twitching fingers on some coin, groceries and other necessities pulled them out again almost instantly. Damn life but meh.

While she did find a cheap place to stay, sharing an apartment with 5 other roommates, money still was tight and the chances to get a job outside of school and work, since all the time she wasn’t spending inside of a lecture hall, was taken by patients in the hospital, running around and demanding her attention while constantly dying, nonexistent.

But Asa didn’t mind it. She loved medicine, it has always been her dream of becoming a doctor so a parttime job had to fill the same gaps of her free time hours and what would be better than Camming right?

One of her Roommates, a girl that already left since she made a good amount of money on the side and didn’t need to share her space anymore, brought up the Idea, splitting the tea and telling poor naïve Asa about all the adventures she had online by showing off her body and moving in sultry ways that were meant to attract horny guys with too much paper in their pockets. And she did.

Since the girl showed Asa the numbers on her account, that just seemed way too unbelievable to be true but didn’t look horrendous enough to forget and asking her if she wanted to join her in a session, things kind of got out of hand fast.

So before Asa could really say what happened, the roommate has left the apartment and Asa picked up where the girl left with her own show, dancing and jumping and flirting on demand.

The roommate has shared some knowledge and Asa was already kind of introduced after a few accompanied sessions, so things did start off smoothy and after a few of her own shows, the young girl has gotten completely used to share her privacy anew. This time with strangers and showing off a lot of skin.

Thirsty Lorelay just started her newest session, come and join her!

Chishiya read the popped-up message at the right side of his screen, while scrolling thru pictures with links to boring Cam shows he already tried but didn’t thrill him in any way.

None of them attracted his lingering desire to get entertained for the night. Not since he dived into the erotic part of the darknet, watching woman undress and moan on his command.

It did have a lot of interesting advantages to tell someone exactly how to behave in front of him, instead of watching already filmed movies where he had no say in how things could possibly turn out and more importantly turn him on. Chishiya has found himself drawn more and more to the forbidden entertainment of online girls.

He was a man after all. The want to get off in a thrilling way came from time to time and it was also a good action to blow off pent up steam.

His dads credit card was the best way to get it and soon Chishiya found himself among other horny people, cheering and promising good money to see more and more of a person, tho he was rather of the silent lingering in a corner type, that overwatched the situation and the people’s reaction to every bit of falling clothing and exposed skin.

The VPN he created at the very beginning of his dive into adventurous streams, made sure to hide his location and that was a precautionary measure he just didn’t want to miss.

In case some hacker would try to trace back his location to frame or blackmail him for payment, Chishiya was safe at least with the newest and best software he could get for his money. No way he would let that happen. Chishiya was too smart of a guy to risk such measures, so he always made sure to hide his IP Adress as good as possible with the newest program and all his might.

However, this action also gave him the wonderful opportunity to watch and explore Cam shows that have been restricted for his location. He knew that some of the girls he watched weren’t dumb enough to pose half naked and then share their identity online, so they could be blamed and found out as the hot but dirty girl the husband or boyfriend or whatever man watched the show, blamed them to be.

People had things to lose. Reputations, their name and their face among family and friends, so, on some occasions, Chishiya turned all other locations off just to see the cam shows that were normally hidden from him.

It gave him the extra kick to know that the girls he enjoyed had no idea he could be their Neighbor or collage or maybe just the guy standing next to them in the underground train.

The show of Thirsty Lorelay asked for 3 000 yen as an entrance fee, but the first 5 minutes were free of charge, so Chishiya decided to take a look what this sinful siren could offer him for his money. His day has been boring. His supervisor didn’t like how much more Chishiya knew about certain aspects the man had to learn more then 10 years ago, so he let him run lap tests instead of joining in on examinations.

What a looser, Chishiya thought. Jealous of a guy half his age. It wasn’t the blond mans fault he was smarter than this old saggy balls neighbor whose wife was probably fucking the pool boy while he had to teach med students how to not kill people the first seconds they entered the ER.

Chishiya taped on his tablets screen that he carried with him everywhere, so he could work and study from the small bistro he liked to enjoy his coffee, all to the library he spends most of his free time in.

The chat took a while too load. Apparently, his newest addition to the list of possible strangers from the street, moaning for him on demand, had a good sum of visitors and Chishiya immediately knew why.

The way the girl, surely not older than him, swayed her hips while laying down on the bed in front of the camera to greet everyone and thanking them for joining her, spoke of someone who was used to this kind of behavior online.

Surely not an amateur and Chishiya smiled to himself, when she read his username, commenting on the nice choice of avatar. It was his upper body, aside from his face. Nude and almost completely hairless with light hints of muscles and a chiseled V-line pointing towards his groin like an arrow.

Chishiya was just not the type to work out constantly, he had to time for it, nor the ambition and his body was showing that, but he was lean, and his skin had a healthy and nice tone with a slightly raised chest and a flat abdomen.

The happy trail showed the dark trimmed hair of his and led down to the black hem of his confinements. That was all he was sharing of himself and with small delight, the blond med student watched the girl bite her lower lip, chewing on it for seconds before releasing it and blowing him a kiss.

One, just for him.

She then went on telling everyone how her day went, unbuttoning her plain boring floral shirt that she probably used to wear all day.

Thirsty Lorelay: “I was shopping” she retold the happening “And there was this guy an isle behind me, watching very obviously how I bend over to get something from the lowest part of the shelf. I felt his eyes on me and I swear I could hear him lick his dry fucking lips.”

She giggled amused while one button followed the next one revealing more and more skin too slow for his liking, but okay, she just started, so the blond man forgave her for teasing him.

Thirsty Lorelay: “Then I thought maybe he was one of you guys and you know what? That totally got me creaming my panties.”

Me too, Chishiya thought, imagining the good-looking patient his collage had today could have been thirsty Lorelay. His flaccid dick twitch under the stiff cover of his pants and the blond man took in a deep breath.

Thirsty Lorelay: “Just thinking one of you could be watching me right then and there, doing my every day and thinking nothing bad could happen”

The last button popped, and the girl slid open the fabric, offering a good view of red lace lingerie that was in no way on the same level of practical clothing like the ugly shirt.

Thirsty Lorelay: “That turned me on so much, I would have loved to know what he was thinking”

“Sure, you did” Chishiya said to himself, scoffing a little too sarcastic. He knew all the girl told him right now, was probably a lie. Maybe she did go grocery shopping this day, but her kind doesn’t tend to view creeps in the wild the same way they did online. After all, why else would she hide her identity if it would be different. The black cotton mask around her eyes wasn’t there to cover possible wrinkles she sure didn’t possess.

No matter, her sultry spoken words indicated something else and the way she turned from a boring no one to a hidden gem right in front of him, was enough to pull him into the fantasy.

Thirsty Lorelay: “The guy sadly did nothing, thought a small bump here and a nice grind there would have been very welcomed.”

The girl winked suggestive and Chishiya slid deeper into his chair. He was at home. The tablet on his lap, hold up by angled legs, watching Fullscreen how an everyday girl told him about fantasies while undressing in the slowest way possible.

Thirsty Lorelay: “What would you guys do if you would met me outside and you knew who I am but I have no idea who you are?”

The shirt slipped over her shoulders while the girl arched her back, titling her head to the side and giving everyone a nice view of just how charming she was.

Thirsty Lorelay: “Would you come over and speak to me?”

Fabric lowered more and more, until her arms were trapped behind her back, hold in place by the ugly shirt she wore moments ago. The round lines of her breasts ended where the fabric begun and even tho it hit so much of precious skin, its tight hugging features also revealed more and more of her wonderful appetizing curves, turning her into an erotic wanking remedy he just couldn’t reach.

Thirsty Lorelay: “Would you tell me how beautiful I am?”

Her chest rose while her voice lowered to an electrifying tone. Dark eyes fluttered shut while her back kept arching towards the camera and she sighed in a hopeless frustrated manner that instantly shot a sign from his brain to his defined dick, still caged between layers of fabric.

Thanks to her behavior, goosebumps raised all over Chishiyas body and he became painfully aware how stiff his neck has gotten over the day, as he leaned forward to get a closer view of the stream unfolding in front of him.

Thirsty Lorelay: “How much you want to drag me out of here and find the next place to ravish me?”

Chishiya watched how her set up posture, sitting back on legs and kept up by knees, parted shameless thighs, promising guilty pleasure but not showing anything besides small pieces of skin he already discovered. He wanted more. Needed it.

To see demanded it now. Growing more and more impatient with every oh so small move the girl far away from him did right now, Chishiya panted now so close against his tablet, fog was building up on the plastic screen, making him realize how much off a fool he was making of himself and sitting back, slightly annoyed at his own want.

She was obviously not willing to let the man in him see what he wanted. Yet. But Chishiya knew that all streams eventually went the same way, and he could wait. Just for now. While a tiny bit of hope raised in him that maybe, just maybe he would have a wonderful evening today after that terrible work he had to endure.

Thirsty Lorelay: “I would have loved that”

With those words, the girl bit her finger and fell on her back, giggling like crazy and wiggling her spine, while her ass slightly raised from the sheets under her, swinging left and right in a playful matter. Then, said finger started its own adventure down her upper body, making every watching person oh so aware of how fast her breath was going.

It begun at her chin and Chishiya gulped, as she drew the outlines of her lips before the small digit withed lower towards her chest and between soft hills of untouched land, to her navel where she drew some rounds, before parting and stopping at the hem of her plaid flat skirt that hid all too well what so many man craved right now.

Thirsty Lorelay: “Where would you have taken me?” she asked further “Your home? To your bed? Or would the situation make you so impatient, that the next ally would have to do?”

The Chat went nuts. Chishiya watched how man after man wrote down sentences of locations, offering way too much of their own information, while explaining what they would do to her if they could get her into their hands.

[SelflessLover69]: I would take my time with you and get you home.

[BigBratThatLovesItHard]: You deserve some nice cock

[HornyDudeNextDoor]: Damn Lory you look so hot

[Masturbator666]: Tie you up and give it to you hard

[Arouse_Me_Mommy]: I bet that sweet mouth knows how to suck good dick

[NaughtyBoy_123]: Shit I could come right over that belly

[AnnonymousGuest]: Be a good girl and you get what you want Lory

[FriskyMe78]: What a sweetheart you are

[RideMyFace]: Baby girl knows what she wants

Chishiya saw plenty of these comments appear. They all tried to outdo eachother and get the girls attention, while she did nothing but tracing her exposed upper body with lost fingers.

Thirsty Lorelay: “Tze tze tze you guys are so dirty” the performer said, shaking her index finger in front of the camera “So impatient” her tongue was pressed against the front of her lips while she moved her head from left to right, smiling all devilish “Your lewd comments alone could make me cum” hips raised to meet the oncoming touch.

Lorelay rose back to sit on her legs. Knees dig deep into the white sheets of her blanket while she sighed in played frustration again, before suddenly her face shifted into a devilish grin with mischievously glinting eyes.

Thirsty Lorelay: “But not today bad boys” she said, reaching for something behind the camera, retrieving it with a purple something in hand and giving the new toy a long, wet and tonguely lick “Today…I want you guys to ravish me with your looks. You think you can do that?” kissing the tip and winking at the lens and everyone behind it.

Again, the Chat went berserk, answering with so many yes’s and pleads, the smaller comments on her appearances got drowned in seconds.

Chishiya watched with raising impressment how the girl that barely undressed in any way already had her crowd cheering in madness, dropping money with wishes and asks for a private chat. But Lorelay ignored them mostly, turning on the vibrating function of her new purple toy and letting it explore her body.

Thirsty Lorelay: “I think” she said reaching her navel anew, the upper part plunging into the way too tiny hole, what made her abdomen flex and retract and forced small gasps out of her sinful throat “Today, there won’t be any penetration.”

[Masturbator666]: Oh no

[AnnonymousGuest]: Why?

Thirsty Lorelay: “I have been such a bad girl, you guys should have seen me at work”

[XXX_SmexyMe_XXX]: Work sucks

[NaughtyBoy_123]: What happened?

[BabyMaker53]: I would have fucked you on my desk if we met at work

[MilfPounder_XX]: You would look so pretty on my cock

[RideMyFace]: Baby girl can ride me all day

Thirsty Lorelay: “My supervisor told me to do something, and I was soouuu bratty” the vibrator moved lower “I didn’t move a finger” right over her hidden cunt “Not a single one” pressing hard against the flesh and eliciting a long desperate mewl “I have such terrible manners” she gasped and Chishiya parted his legs go give his growing bulge more space.

[BigBratThatLovesItHard]: Such a selfish baby

[Ass_on_Me]: So spoiled

Thirsty Lorelay: “He should have spanked me, maybe then I would have listened”

The vibrator went along her thighs and Chishiya saw the goosy flesh pimpling all over her otherwise so smooth skin. He was already addicted to count each one of them, probably hard before he reached even half.

[BabyMaker53]: I forgive you

[HornyDudeNextDoor]: I would ruin you instead

The girl giggled again, letting out a long mhmm as the toy disappeared under her skirt and Chishiya went back to huff and puff against the screen, fogging it all over again.

Thirsty Lorelay: “But we can still have so much fun”

[ProneBoner]: Take off the skirt!!

[RickSpanks]: Show me some skin

[BabyMaker]: Yeah take off the skirt

[Sir_ Cum_a_lot]: We wanna see some good pussy

[BiggusDickus]: Let the London bridge come down!

Thirsty Lorelay: “You guys want me to take off my skirt?”

The chat started cheering, chanting words repeatedly that told her to yes, take off the skirt. Pleads over pleads all begging for the same thing while all she did was snicker all giddily.

Chishiya, under the username Scrubs_MD couldn't help but chuckle at the desperate commands some man did. His eyes followed the toy as she set it aside carefully, then back to her fingers grabbing the zipper on her right hip, pulling it down agonizingly slowly.

Thirsty Lorelay: “You want me naked so fast?”

Again, many yes toppled the chat.

Thirsty Lorelay: “Greedy boys. So impatient”

But Lorelay did what the chat asked her to do and pulled the zipper down, revealing more lingerie in red scandalous lace. Until now, only her thin waist promised what could await a man if he got lucky enough to do meet her in real life, but now it peaked and giving the cheering mass hope for a glance all over. The skirt fell and Chishiya bit his lip, chewing on the sensitive skin as his cock jumped in joy.

What a tease this girl was. Other performer would have already taken off all their clothes, leaving maybe a bra on or just the panties, but Lorelay was still wearing too much for the blond mans liking. He couldn’t wait to see more and so Chishiya tapped the screen, typing a number that he knew only the girl could see.

And she saw it. The message of Scrubs_MD popped up on Asa’s screen, offering her 7 000 yen if she took of her underwear. It made her smile to herself, knowing how much this guy was thriving to see her most inner parts. To have her all on display and enjoy her looks, while telling her how beautiful she was. Back in her hometown, no one ever told her that.

She was nothing more than a Daisy among others. She was called cute and sweet and on some occasions lovely, but never has any man craved to see more of her, obsessed at the thought what she could hide under baggy hoodies and washed out jeans. This Chat was different. All those men wanted her. Begged for her attention and paid money for the tiniest bit sinful skin that only she could offer.

The blissful moments she gave herself were all situations that those man hoped to see more and more of and here she was, depriving Scrubs_MD of a way too soon end, knowing damn well that it would only make him want her more if she kept playing with him.

Thirsty Lorelay: “Nice try, scrubs, but you gotta have to wait like everyone else”

The skirt fell nonetheless and exposed more delicate slick skin, pristine and unspoiled.

No I don’t, Chishiya thought, typing another number and sending away the offer, sure this time he would get what he paid for.

Asa read the new number looking directly into the camera and cocking her head while flashing a seductive discreed smile only for him.

Thirsty Lorelay: “Nah ah, what a stubborn boy you are”

The blond doctor was sure he had her where she wanted. After all, the numbers had doubled and if he was honest, it was the highest he ever paid to have a girl undress in an open chat, but to his surprise, the girl refused again, what weirdy made him proudly puffing his chest up.

Now that he didn’t get what he wanted, Chishiya couldn’t wait to see what was worth more than 14 000 yen. His eyes scanned the girls body up and down. There was a scar on her waist right above her appendix that obviously has been taken out years ago when she was younger and one on her left side, right where her strongest muscle was beating steady, so Chishiya indicated that she also had a heart surgery long ago, since the scar tissue had paled to a nice ivory tint.

On her left thigh there was a collection of small reddish dots. 5 Moles so close to eachother forming the oddly close form of the constellation Cassiopeia. Chishiya narrowed his eyes, squinting while almost faceplanting on his tablet. It looked exactly like the constellation.

It can’t be, Chishiya thought, leaning back into his chair. No way this was a natural birthmark. The blond man was sure it had to be tattooed on her skin, but the fact that at least 3 of them looked a little frayed, told him differently.

He observed now with higher interest how the female camgirl grabbed her toy again and fell to her side, laying completely down and giving everyone a good look of how Leonardo Di ’Caprio would have drawn this not so french girl.

The Vibration made a comeback and disappeared immediately between her legs, hidden by her thighs side that had the 5 small dots playing with Chishiyas mind. Her back arched upwards as the tip likely traced the clothed part of her folds, maybe even dipping in? Who knows.

The crowd could only speculate on it and so could Chishiya. Looking for signs of her body that could indicate that the pleasure she displayed to have, was real or faked. His eyes took more and more of her every move in, making his own heart race with anticipation.

Then it happened. Her free hand reached for her chest, opening the front clip with skilled fingers and Chishiya catched himself holding his breath, while wait for the cups to pile away, but the fabric stayed where it was, not revealing anything and Chishiya groaned annoyed at cursing the stupid designers of this erotic piece of clothing that again deprived him of the least bit of fun he could have set his eyes on.

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tessenpai · 1 year ago

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Kono Oto Tomare Chapter 125 Scans and Rough TL

Disclaimer: Please DO NOT use this translation to make your own TL of the chapter!! The KOT TL group works very hard to give you the most accurate translation, that does as much justice to the original script as possible. This is a ROUGH translation. That means is faulty and there must be mistakes in certain places. This is just for impatient people like myself to get a grasp on what is going on in the chapter! You can REFERENCE my TL if you want to discuss the chapter but never USE it as it was your own.

Scans:

Page 1

Uzuki: Um, here.

Uzuki: The transportation and food expenses.

Isaki: Huh? I'm not accepting money from a child. Get that out of my face.

Chapter Title: Chibana's Song

Uzuki: Because... I'm a... child...

Isaki: You're a naive little shit no matter how you slice it.

Uzuki: Little shit...

Side text: The child that still doesn't know love...

Page 2

Isaki: In this kind of moment a "Thanks for the food" is more than enough.

Uzuki: ...Thanks for the food...

Isaki: Very good.

Isaki: Well then, I will see you here at 9AM tomorrow.

Tetsuki: Cough- Cough

Tetsuki: Wh----

Uzuki: ...

Page 3

Isaki: Don't you dare run away.

Uzuki: She wouldn't take it...

Uzuki [thoughts]: Just like Chika. Chika's aunt.

Isaki [memory]: You're a naive little shit.

Page 4

Uzuki: Munch munch

Isaki: Will you look at that, you ate everything.

Isaki: Atta boy.

Page 5

Uzuki [thoughts]: It has been a long time since I finished a meal.

Uzuki [thoughts]: It... had flavor

Uzuki [thoughts]: ---A family restaurant

Uzuki: You didn't have to be family to go in...

Uzuki [thoughts]: Even something like that

Uzuki [thoughts]: I-

Page 6

Isaki: "You're going too far". You're thinking that, aren't you, Takaoka-kun?

Tetsuki: Well, honestly, I'm not that kind so I believe that leaving him alone would be fine.

Isaki: Ahaha, thought so.

Tetsuki: ---but

Tetsuki: The adults around me gave me an incredibly blessed environment to grow up in.

Page 7

Tetsuki: It was given to receive love from my parents.

Tetsuki: To be scolded and admonished.

Tetsuki: The back that served as an example was always in front of me.

Tetsuki: The hand that supported me and taught me to believe in myself.

Tetsuki: I know that I have so many choices.

Tetsuki: I am who I am because of that support.

Page 8

Tetsuki: Without that foundation

Tetsuki: I do believe it's pretty hard to climb up from the bottom by yourself.

Tetsuki: So the fact that you offered him a helping hand is---

Isaki: Eeeeeeeeeh, that's so grown up---...

Isaki: Takaoka-kun, are you truly a student?

Tetsuki: Huh...

Isaki: I'm very sorry, but is really not that deep.

Isaki: I simply wanted to watch Uzuki's defeated face next to me.

Tetsuki: Eh?

Page 9

Isaki: Nah, I'm just half-joking

Tetsuki [thoughts]: Meaning half of that was true...

Isaki: When it comes to music, it doesn't reach everyone equally.

Isaki: When I saw Uzuki today

Isaki: It just made me think

Isaki: "Ah, if this kid, in the state he is in, were to listen to Chika and de rest's performance..."

Page 10

Isaki: "He might just drown in despair"

Isaki: That's not what Chika wanted, right?

Isaki: Ah, I'm not saying I don't trust in their performance, ok!? I do believe in them but--

Tetsuki: I understand Please look forward.

Isaki: Well, it's not like it would make a huge difference if he listens with someone else.

Isaki: He might be just fine listening on his own, but

Page 11

Isaki: I just don't want Chika to regret calling him.

Isaki: Well, in short, this is my ego talking.

Tetsuki: I see.

Isaki: "I see"?

Isaki: Takaoka-kun, aren't you getting a little bit too comfortable with me?

Tetsuki: Hahaha

Isaki: I'm gonna take you for a ride now

Tetsuki: I'm very sorry.

Isaki: Oh, it's already 4PM.

Isaki: We had lunch at midday, didn't we?

Tetsuki: That's right...

Isaki: Then Chika and the others must be...

Page 12

Isaki: About to end the first day.

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Sign: Osaka Prefecture. Chibana Girl High School.

Song: "Higurashi" (Evening Cicada) written by Nakanoshima Kinnichi.

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Atsumu [thoughts]: It's Yamada style... I can't help but feel some kind of kinship.

Atsumu [thoughts]: The name "Higurashi"(Cicada) really evokes the summer---...

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Satowa[thoughts]: Rain shower...

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Takezou [Thoughts]: Woah, the sound is so good.

Takezou [thoughts]: There is a bitterness and depth to it.

Takezou[thoughts]: It harmonizes...

Natsu[thoughts]: Tsk It's good.

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Akira: It seems like Chibana always participates with a "Utamono (Lyrical)" song.

Mittsu: Lyrical!

Sane: Is that like the "Perversion of Water" performance you played, Akira-sensei?

Akira: You even remember the name of the song.

Sane: That's because it was a performance that changed everything for us by hearing the very first note.

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Akira: Thank you very much!

Natsu: If it's lyrical, does that mean there are parts where they sing to some lyrics?

Akira: I wouldn't call them that...

Akira: The song is challenging to sing because of its unique vocalization and verse arrangement.

Akira: In the performance, one note in the song has many elements packed into a single letter.

Akira: And above that, you have to do it while playing...

Sane: We could never...

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Chika: But if they always rank high, that means that...

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Akira[thoughts]: I've never heard singing express so much...

Tsukaji[thoughts]: As expected of their "Lyrical". A school that has always protected its spot at the top.

Tsukaji[thoughts]: As if it has been carefully passed down from generation to generation

Tsukaji[thoughts]: The thickness and depth of the sound and the colorful voices combined with it---.

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Tsukaji: The unique and incomparable Sound Of Chibana.

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Sfx: [Sound of cicadas]

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Sfx: Woaah

Sfx: Clap clap clap

Sfx: Waaaaah!

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Atsumu [sfx]: Drip drip

Natsu: Woah What is it?

Atsumu: It just kind of reminded me of my Grandpa.

Natsu: Well, it was a fine performance A shame tho.

Atsumu: Yeah!! I really liked it!!

Hiro: The singing was amazing wasn't it?

Takezou: Right? It was really surprising--

Sane: This is bad---...

Mittsu: I could hear the cicadas singing.

Kota: I'm tone-deaf so I'm so impressed---

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Chika [thoughts]: The koto, song, and sound... It was a song that really cherished every single one of them...

Chika[thoughts]: To people who have been accumulating these sounds. I wonder if I've made these people feel bad without my knowledge.

Chika[thoughts]: I thought I didn't care what other people thought about me, but---...

Chika [thoughts]: ....Ahh--....

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Chika[thoughts]: Dammit...

Takezou: ...Hey, Kudo-kun. The sound really lets everything out in the open.

Chika: Eh?

Takezou: Those people's true essence.

Satowa: !

Chika: Yeah...

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Takezou: I'm very much looking forward for them to listen to our performance

Chika:-----

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Chika: Yeah!

Satowa: Kudo, I'll give you these.

Chika: Eh?

Satowa: Candy that cheers you up.

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Chika: These are my favorites! How come you have them!?

Satowa: Ch- chance?

Hiro [thoughts]: Satowa-chan...

Narration: On the first day of the Koto Music Division of the Japanese Music Festival, the 32 schools finished their performances.

Side text: Even unvoiced thoughts will be conveyed.

---Kono Oto Tomare! will continue in the next issue---

#kono oto tomare!#kono oto tomare #kot #sounds of life #stop this sound!#kot!#rough tl #translation #kono oto tomare spoilers #kono oto tomare 125 #kono oto tomare! 125 #kot 125 #kot! 125 #Spotify

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dreams-of-kalopsia · 1 year ago

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[Contains spoilers for Akumu no Sumu Ie]

In the manga it was just mentioned in passing that Naru and the others built a barricade of furniture in front of the full-length mirror, but in the novel they actually used the monitors from the base, too. So it got me wondering if Naru will worry about his monitors when it's time to start cleaning/packing up XD

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"Well then," Matsuzaki-san said, "what will we do with those?" She pointed at the heap of broken monitors by the full-length mirror.

By now most of the furniture used for the barricade had been returned to their proper places, and the chaos in the Agawas' residence had begun to wind down. All that remained to be organized were SPR's equipment. Half of it stayed miraculously safe within the base, while the other half was pushed to an unobstructive corner of the corridor.

"I don't mind cleaning up, but man..." Bou-san shook his head regretfully. "It kinda hurts seeing these high-quality monitors destroyed." He turned to Noll, who was leaning by the wall and overseeing the cleanup. "Sensei, are these insured?"

Noll shrugged. "They’re not so expensive as to qualify for insurance."

Mai interjected with a sideward tilt of her head, "But didn’t we use all of our monitors? Even if one monitor isn't expensive, wouldn’t twenty actually cost a lot?"

That gave him pause. She had a point.

"And didn't we upgrade to these monitors just before you went home?" she added. "Wouldn’t you get in trouble with SPR?" He saw the first signs of worry lining her face, and he couldn’t help frowning, too.

Again, she was correct.

While Noll had been fortunate enough to be awarded a research grant by the Londenberg Foundation, his balance was unfortunately not unlimited. Asking for more money as soon as he arrived in Japan and a mere few months after being given a generous special grant didn't seem feasible.

However, a potentially fatal situation called for emergency measures. Surely he could appeal to both reason and sympathy when he begged.

Slightly relieved by his conclusion, he replied, "Don't worry about it."

"Hah. You're awfully confident, aren't you?"

"I'm the most valuable asset of SPR, after all." Rather than a reply, it was more of a reminder to himself.

His team stared at him with thunderstruck expressions. Now that they'd uncovered his identity, they were also aware of his credentials. They wouldn't be able to refute him.

He smirked, even as he scrambled for a plan to report this to SPR in a way that would generate funds instead of reprimands.

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This was in Naru's pov, but without his reasoning behind his replies everyone would be like

Mai, devastated: 'Y-You—! You narcissist!'

Bou-san, resigned: '...It's true and he has the right to say that... I guess...'

Ayako, blasé: 'What a narcissist.'

Masako, frsutrated: 'Why do I like this guy?!'

John, troubled: 'Shibuya-san...'

Lin, already suffering because he knows he'll be handling the paperwork: '...'

Anyway, what do you think? Will Naru worry about the monitors or is he too valuable an asset to care? Lmao!

#ghost hunt #akumu no sumu ie #naru #oliver davis #LetNaruCareForHisMonitors2k23 #writings #tbh i forgot why i even fixated on that detail #OTL

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decks-writing-blog · 17 days ago

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Undertale Drabbles: Alphys & Toriel - Looks Like Fun

Summary: Alphys worries in a Spirit Halloween.

[A/N] It's been so long since I last did a UT drabble that I'm pretty sure I didn't even have a separate blog for my writing last time I did one. But anyway, Halloween drabble, yay!

Offense would probably be not only an understandable response but one that would be well warranted too. Humans dressing up as monsters for fun after locking them Underground so long ago, that was rather rude, right? It could easily be construed as them making fun of monsters. But in practice it was all just too silly to stir much rage in Alphys.

It probably helped that she’d known this holiday was coming. She’d studied the old books about humans and it popped up in some of the anime and manga that had made its way to her. But even knowing about it beforehand and not feeling offended by it in general would it still be inappropriate for her to participate? Maybe. Would people get mad at her? Also, maybe. But it looked like fun and she’d already come all this way to the Spirit Halloween to browse.

None of the costumes were for any of the characters she’d be interested in dressing up as. But she was used to scrounging and reworking pieces to make decent cosplay. She could take the cape from that costume and the pants from that one over there and with another piece or two and a few added bits could dress up as Mew Mew. Yes, she still had the Mew Mew costume she’d made before coming to the Surface but Endogeny had gotten to it and at this point just replacing it would be easier than fixing it. More expensive but easier. Could she justify it though? Especially since she was planning on using it as a Halloween costume?

Maybe she should just drop the whole idea. Yeah, dressing up was always fun and doing so with other people more so and adding in handing out candy to kids and carving jack’o’lanterns sounded like a jolly time. But was it worth people being mad at her for? She had enough people mad at her about the amalgamates already. Adding more reasons would only…

She froze as she turned down another aisle. It was the kid’s costume section and thus not useful to her. More than that though… “Queen Toriel!” Of call places to find the former queen, in the middle of a Spirit Halloween was not where Alphys would’ve expected to do so. The only thing that tracked was that it was the kid’s section. Presumably Frisk was somewhere around as well, probably run off to explore.

Queen Toriel jumped a little before snapped around to face her. “Oh, Alphys. Good to see you. I’m not queen anymore though, there’s no need to refer to me that way.”

Alphys shouldn’t have said anything. She hadn’t been noticed until she’d blurted Toriel’s name and former title like an idiot. Turning and leaving would’ve been a better move. Too late now though, they were talking. “W- why are you here, your… Toriel? I wouldn’t have expected you to uh… to go to a place like this.” Even if she wasn’t queen anymore, she was still considered an Important Monster. She was on the ballot for becoming the human-monster ambassador and was very likely to get the position.

“I’m looking for a costume for Frisk. They’re…” She looked up and around, “around here somewhere. But before I head off to find them, Alphys, do you think it’s appropriate for monsters to celebrate Halloween?”

“I… I don’t know. I was just wondering that myself, actually. It doesn’t seem like it, does it? But… but it also… it also looks fun, right?”

“Hmm. I suppose that’s what matters most. It looks like fun and doesn’t have to hurt anyone. The humans of today were celebrating it long before finding out monsters were real. They thought it was all just fun and games.”

“So… so it’s okay for us to participate in the uh, fun and games too, right?”

“Perhaps it’s more complicated than that but I think so. Frisk apparently has never been trick-or-treating. I agreed to take them and came here to get them a costume. I wasn’t going to dress up myself but well… it does seem like fun, huh?”

“Oh, um, I think I’m gonna dress up too and… hand out candy and put up some decorations. So… feel free to stop by. And maybe um, we could all get together and do like a… jack’o’lantern carving party the day before or… or something.”

Toriel’s face lit up. “That sounds like a lovely idea. Call me later today or tomorrow sometime and we can organize it with whoever wants to come.”

“Oh, okay. I’m gonna go… I’m gonna go back to looking for stuff now then. Talk to you later.”

“And I’m gonna go find Frisk.”

Alphys turned and retreated. … Or no, not retreated. She walked away after a successful social interaction. She’d proposed a fun idea she’d had and it had been accepted with delight. They were going to chat later and figure out a plan for a have a fun Halloween event with however many people wanted to come. It was still kind of scary but Toriel was on her side so it should be fine.

#undertale #ut #alphys #toriel #halloween 2024

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kimium · 4 months ago

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For the fun things ask: 1, 4, 11, 24 and 30!💜💜💜

(From this ask HERE)

Thank you so much for this ask!! I always love answering, especially when the asks are from you, friend! Under a cut because it's long!

Fun Questions to Be Asked

What are three things you'd say shaped you into who you are?

There are many things, of course, that have shaped me into who I am. Narrowing it down to three things is tough, but I think I have it.

Anime/Manga

This one feels like a given, but truly, I don't know where or who I'd be without anime/manga in my life. Two of the earliest shows I remember watching as a child were Sailor Moon and Pokemon. The stars truly aligned for me as I was the exact age demographic for them. I cannot tell you how much I adored those shows as a child. They were everything to me and opened me up to a world of TV I still watch and cherish. They remain cornerstones to my friendships and I would not change that for anything.

Video Games - particularly Pokemon and Fire Emblem

Adding onto my prior point, it only seems natural to talk about my love of video games. As stated, Pokemon was one of my earliest shows as a child, but one I didn't stick around with for too long. I fell off watching Pokemon midway through the Johto arc as I grew up. However, what remained with me were the video games.

Like any child, when Pokemon first came out I wanted to play the video games due to my neighbour receiving Pokemon Red as a birthday gift. Within a month my parents bought me Pokemon Yellow and thus my world opened to video games.

However, I have to credit the continual love of video games not just to my Gameboy and GBA games but also my neighbour. While I was stuck with handheld consoles, he also had a NES and later a GameCube. This is where my love of other video games such as Kirby, Super Smash Bros., Pokemon Stadium, and Harvest Moon grew.

But nothing made more of an impact on me than Fire Emblem. I still remember sitting in his basement, watching him play Path of Radiance and Radiant Dawn. I remember us restarting over when a character died because that was when FE only had Traditional Mode.

Now, I am certain that I would have found FE eventually, but it's this memory of me and my neighbour that sits at the core of me and makes these games extra special. No matter which FE game I play and love, at the end of the day there is always a part of me that longs to return to that basement with my neighbour and play FE PoR and RD.

My Neighbour

This one is going to get a little heavy, but I'll try to keep it vague.

Above all, the neighbour I grew up with is someone I'll always treasure and hold dear in my heart. There are too many carefree, happy memories with him. I already mentioned video games, but our lives intersected beyond a shared interest. We did almost everything together and spent countless hours in each other's presence. The secrets I know about him and the secrets he knows about me are vast and endless.

I also have some sad memories. I can still see the saddest one in my mind. The regret I feel now because I was too young to fully understand, but we all were at that time.

These memories all hold a special place in my heart and without a doubt shaped me into who I am today.

4. What's an inside joke you have with your family or friends?

I have so many inside jokes but one of my top favourite inside jokes of all time is "Beaky/Beak Boy". I am still not over the fact I was so confident that my mom would remember the name Giovanni (Fire Force). Instead what I got was her only remembering him by the name "Beaky/Beak Boy".

11. What do you consider to be romance?

In general I think romance is when you do and share things you love with the people you love. There doesn't need to be some grand or expensive gesture. So long as it's done out of admiration and love, that's romantic to me. It's the "I was thinking of you messages" or the "I want to cook/bake for you". It's the hugs and snuggles at the end of the long day. It's the considerate "Do you want me to do this for you?". It's the teasing and the jokes. Or it's the "I know had an argument but that's just what happens in relationship and at the end I love you always".

Acceptance, love, and admiration: that's what's romance!

However if I'm talking about dating specifically I think nothing is more romantic than when you're doing a fun activity together. Things like going to galleries, museums, or a play/live theatre, cooking/baking together, and going to some fun public event are all optimal date activities to me.

24. What's one thing you're proud of yourself for?

I'm proud of myself for working up the courage all those years ago to post my fanfiction to AO3. I remember being so nervous and worried at the beginning but it's been one of the best things I've ever done for myself.

30. What's one thing that never fails to make you happy/happier?

Book shopping with friends. I think that's the best activity to do in the world with those you cherish. It's also a top tier date idea for me like "Oh, let's have lunch and then book shop" uh, marry me??

#personal #replies #ask game #feel free to ask more if you want!#also for that inside joke question it's so funny that you asked that #because yesterday i was talking with friends about one of our ultimate inside jokes of all time #i wanted to mention it here but it's slightly nsfw??#anyways i'm always ready to tell the metal vagina story if prompted

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yuhi-san · 8 months ago

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I used to have 658 Manga. I started collecting when I was very young, at a time and in a place where it was harder to find them online, let alone in german (back when I didn’t speak english). so what else was there to do but buy them? I also loved having the copies! But, it was expensive, already like 25 years ago. Prices have more than doubled. Not to mention, back then most had to be ordered on demand because it was a very, very niche thing even in bigger cities.

The point is, I had 658 manga, that is a lot of money and also some space they take up.

Had a special shelf made that took up an entire wall. I loved them. I moves out from home and into an apartment with a friend. I was in my early twenties and below us was a family with three girls. They weren’t quite poor but they also didn’t have much spending money for fun stuff. The oldest girl was 14, I think, and I was talking to her mum once outside when she came begging to get money for the new volume of some series (I can’t remember which one, it was an ongoing one that I knew of but didn’t read). She promised to clean the bathroom, vacuum the house, everything.

I remember saying, “oh, you like manga? So do i!”

The girl was so excited. I mean this stuff was more common overall these days but still more niche in a backwater place like the one I lived at that time. I was like the first person she met that didn’t just loosely watched the shows and was aware what manga were but was really into it, too. I told her if her mum was okay with it, she could come see my collection and pick any she would like to read.

Her mum was a little reluctant. The younger ones would maybe want to look at them too, she was worried they might get signs of usage and so on. I said as long as they don’t split the back, that’s fine. They aren’t collectibles. Like 6 different elementary schoolers went through the dragon ball ones back in the day. Yes, treat your books with care but at the same time, they are made to be read.

Girl was over the moon when she saw my collection. At first she would just ask to borrow new ones when she happened to see me come home from work but later she was less hesitant and came knocking on occasion.

We moved to a different place like two years later. My room would be a lot smaller. So, so many of the manga I have read once and left in the shelf ever since. I put the nostalgia one and the ones I liked a lot into boxes.

The ones I only ever read once into another. I told the girl later she could pick any she wanted and keep them. She could also keep the shelf because I knew hers was cramped and overflowing ( mine was big, actual wood and designed in depth and all to perfectly maximize the space for manga.) and I would no longer need such a big one, let alone have the space.

She was absolutely losing it. Shrieking and jumping and going, really, really? All over again.

I was so excited that she was so excited.

Her mum came to me and asked me at least 5 times if I was sure. Its so much money!

The truth is, second hand manga, even in top condition, don’t sell super well. I did sell some, but couldn’t and also didn’t want to keep the others in boxes until they did sell.

I said, “yeah, sure. I haven’t read them in years. What’s the point in keeping them like decorations in my shelf or in boxes? It just makes me happy that they can make someone else excited the way they excited me.”

(I randomly found her on Pinterest almost 10 years later, she is still super into anime and manga and still has the shelf)

I have a bit of a problem of letting things go because, what if I want to use it later? So I still had like 400 when I moved the second time. My cousin was over to pick something up and saw my collection. Mentioned her neighbor kid was really into it, too. (they didn’t have much money, bad family situation all around, she just moved to live with the grandparents). I sorted my manga out again, put them in a box, got into contact with the girls grandparents. Explained the situation and learned her 13. birthday was coming up. the weekend after her birthday, I showed up with a giant box, told her who I was and that she could have whatever she wanted from the box.

Just like the other girl, she was so, so happy. I loved it.

Could I have made some money back if I sold them? Sure. But it’s a hassle. And see, if I had met someone like me when I was their ages, that would have been such an amazing thing. I like to share the thing that made me happy.

Now, I bought the trigun and maximum manga. They don’t fit into my perfectly filled, current shelf anymore.

The manga now have been there for years. I love them. Re read some of them. But there is still a bunch that is good but… not enough to have re read them in like the past 10 years.

So what do I do? Keep them? So I have physical copies still if I ever want to re visit them?

For a whole while the talk about getting physical copies of stuff has been going on, especially with what is going on with streaming. I get it, though there is more to it than just ‘unlike with streaming they cant take it away and you actually owe it’ (mostly its money and space but also the ability to check it out before having to invest too much).

The point is, trigun had me actually wanting to own physical copies of something again. And with the rooster teeth situation going on I am glad to know I have all available dvd and Blu-ray from rvb and rwby.

Then again, they sit on my shelf, just in case, looking pretty.

I decided to cut down again. Keep the best and the nostalgia one (I don’t think I will ever reread dragonball or even inu Yasha but that’s the nostalgia. Fma will stay. Durarara, d.n.angle… bunch of shorter series that are mindblowing like blood+ or another).

I don’t know any kids big on manga personally right now, so lets go to the library nearby (that also offers manga drawing courses) and see what they want.

Yes, owing physical copies is important. But if they stay on my shelf untouched for years on end, I think they serve a better purpose with someone what gets to actively enjoy them.

#manga #just me going on about stuff #i currently have nothing to play the dvd but i will keep those of corse #with how many times i have rewatched rvb lol #trigun is a special kind of brainrot

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kamikotorayama391 · 1 year ago

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Open Emergency Commissions

Hello! I wasn't planning this actually... I calculated how much it would cost to print out the drawings next week, and I realized...that I won't afford even half of it... Why is being an architect so. freaking. expensive?! I'd like to work on some headshots/icons, maybe some simple half-body pictures these few days (〒▽〒)

If you want to commission me something, text me in DM or my Discord (torayama_kamiko)

More rules under the cut

I draw:

- fandom-based characters (anime and manga, animation, TV series, books, comics, and so on);

- original characters;

- fan characters;

- animals, anthro;

- blood, some wounds

I DON'T draw:

- any politics-themed art:

- ecchi/hentai;

- NSFW (if you still really want to - +50% to the price tag);

- Mecha (I’m bad in it still)

- pony.

General requirements:

1. A detailed description of the desired result (poses, expressions, and so on). I will write if further explanations are needed.

2. 3 or 4 character references. I might need more (We’ll specify when placing an order)

3. If the background (if it will be) is a certain place – 1-2 background references

4. If there are any time limits – warn me in advance

5. If you do not live by Moscow time, please, tell me your current time and what time is the most convenient for you to talk

Additional characters: +25% of an initial cost - 1 additional character +50% - 2-3 additional characters +75% - more than 3 additional characters

About work time - depends on the complexity of the commission. I don't like to take too many on a single piece, but sometimes life doesn't give a...sock...on my preferences

If there is a deadline, please let me know in advance;

The specified time may change for various reasons; in case of an unexpected situation, I will notify.

Working process:

1) After placing an order, I start working on a quick sketch that will roughly show what the result will be. Once the sketch is approved, a 50% prepayment is made.

Note: for flat-colored portraits and half-body portraits, the prepayment is 100%.

2) In the process of working on the order, I will send the results of each stage

3) Before the end of the work, I send the order in reduced quality and with a watermark. If you are satisfied with the result, you pay the rest of the price. As soon as the money arrives, I send the result in high quality.

If at some stage you decide to cancel the commission, I keep 30% of the total cost with me as a refund for the work already done, and I return the rest.

The finished artwork may be posted on my blog as a way of self-promotion as an artist. If you’d rather keep it private, please, notify me in advance.

All prices are in USD

Payment method: via Boosty (more information in this video www.youtube.com/watch?v=drrbpn…) Payment in USD is available now, so you don't need to ask me to re-count the sum in my currency

Some rules to avoid copyright conflicts: 1) If something does not suit you in the commission, don't be shy to tell me so that I can definitely fix it in no time. Until the result satisfies you by 85-100 percent, and the full payment has not been made, I will polish and change the drawing to suit your wishes. 2) Do not ask me to redo someone else's work if you are not satisfied with the result provided to you by your other artist. I don't want conflicts with other authors, I just want to do my job calmly and honestly and do what I love. However, in case of any copyright problems, I will be the first one who has to deal up with the mess, not you. 3) I allow my works to be used as references or even a base for your work, but try to avoid direct copying or tracing. Wait at least a month before trying something of this. Try not to use any commissioned artworks for these purposes (if it's not a commissioned reference image or a reference list of course).

#Kamiko Torayama #kamiko's commissions #commission

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coollyinterferes · 2 years ago

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How did Speedwagon get his automobile that was shown in the manga?

unprompted asks 【always accepting!】

//Hi nonnie! Apologies for this being so late!! irl has been getting in the way a lot, buuuut on the bright side, this is gonna be a long reply, so I hope that makes up for the wait if only a little!! <3 Regarding your question, the simplest of answers is that they got it in a very illegal manner. This means that, yeah, the gang stole it! Additional bit: they specifically went for a steam car. This was due to cost constraints, as the fuel materials for steam automobiles were more affordable than petrol (the latter was considerably more expensive at the time).

((Under a read more for length reasons))

Now, please allow me to explain a little bit of real life facts and history here before we get into the How Did These Funky Criminals Got Their Hands On That Automobile, because it is important to keep in mind these bits of info for the general context of the story. I’m going to keep it as short as possible, promise!:

Automobiles were not very common in Victorian England. It is said that there were merely about a few thousand in existence, for example. Additionally, the newer models tended to be on the pricier side due to them running on petrol (“newer models” as in those being manufactured from the last 15-ish years of the Victorian era and on, which would be 1885-ish to 1901, approx), and so petrol cars were not much of a thing you’d see outside of the highest social classes since only the very very rich could afford shedding money on petrol every time and as often as a car needs it.

In the case of the automobile we see the gang driving around however, well, it turns out that it appears to have a boiler on it, which very likely means the car is a steam car. Steam cars had boilers on them as part of their fuel mechanisms, and they were able to run on different types of fuels too, with coal being one of them. Wood was another, and there were a few more as well. As mentioned before, these were cheaper and way more affordable options than petrol. And, since we’re on the topic of cost-efficiency, it also needs to be said that a steam car was also cheaper on the long run than it would be depending on a horse-drawn coach that required at least one trained horse to move around (two for better performance) + all the maintenance and work that taking proper care of a horse requires. So, definitely, a steam car was the gang’s best bet as they sometimes have to move around the city for their little businesses, and which could be insanely time consuming if you had no means of transportation (since London is pretty big and, if I’m not mistaken, it was also one of the biggest cities -if not the biggest of all- in the world during the Victorian era).

With all this said, let’s now dive into the details behind the origins of the gang’s car!

For starters, they have owned the car for a couple years by the time the main events in PB take place, which is when we first (and last, unfortunately) see it. Basically, they got it somewhere around the year 1885. They had been planning to get a car for a while before that, though, especially for traveling long distances within London and which could be a difficult task or plain out very time consuming if you didn’t own a horse-drawn coach or any other types of vehicles to move around as we discussed before. Omnibuses already existed back then (they were sort of a “double-decker” communal horse-drawn carriage, basically) but, of course, their use was very limited in the sense that they only covered pre-set/determined routes, they didn’t provide any privacy for the passengers as they would all sit right next to each other and kinda crammed during rush hours (privacy is a must for the majority of the gang’s jobs, really, so this was a huge disadvantage). Omnibuses also had limited work schedules and -as far as I know- they didn’t work overnight (which is when criminal activity would be normally the most active). All that on top of the fact that omnibuses charged every passenger a fare per trip, just like present day buses and other public transportations do, all in addition to the very limited (almost completely null) possibilities of “travelling for free” on them due to space limitations. So, in the end, omnibuses weren’t an option either save for very specific instances.

From day one of this idea, their goal was to steal a car rather than legally getting one, this because, well, it is no surprise that it would take them years to be able to afford a car with their income unless they used up to the last shilling they got from their shady businesses (extortion, stealing, “protection”, and so on) and which would inevitably would put them as well as the rest of Speedwagon’s men into serious financial trouble. And even if they did so, it would still take them some time to be able to save enough to afford it, as they don’t have the full amount ready to be shed. One thing that most people in general brush off in favor of romanticizing the Victorian era in general is that, as silly and “obvious” as it may sound: The rich were really rich, while the poor were really poor, and the system was pretty much built to keep things that way (hence the huge gap between social classes), so it was virtually impossible for a poor person to climb up in social status unless they somehow inherited some fortune or married a wealthy person (the latter being something largely frowned upon, as most Victorians were pretty classist, so any rich person marrying someone of a “lesser” status would definitely be looked down upon and given very weird looks at the very very least, all while their partner would be seen as some kind of opportunist and fortune-seeker and would never be seen as “one of them” regardless of how genuine the marriage actually was). Essentially, saving up wasn’t much of an option for the lower classes, which Robert and his gang, the rest of his men, and all of the slums (obvs) were part of.

They didn’t have a target in mind yet at the time the idea was first suggested (adding this bit here, it was also Tattoo the first one to suggest the idea of getting a car). Overall, the idea of getting a car was firmly adopted from the start, but they soon discarded the possibility of stealing a car in London. The reason being that, due to horseless cars being not too common, they would quickly get spotted before they could even customize the car and make it look different enough to pass as a whole different one (yes, carjackings seem to have been way more difficult to successfully pull off back then due to the limited existences of automobiles were overall, especially in England)

And so they put the bullseye on non-Londoners visiting the city instead. Yeah, the idea sounded silly even to them. Having to follow some guy in order to steal their shit and all, but that was the most viable option at the time, really. After some looking around, they eventually found their guy: A man who was basically some rich scum. The kind of rich guy who has a lot of money and who feels like that somehow gives him the right to treat anyone below him like less than garbage (as attested by some of the people they later got their info from), so the gang really didn’t have any qualms in stealing the fuck out of him. Finding his general info was not a very difficult task, especially through Robert’s best and main informant for most of his criminal activities (you’re gonna learn more about in a minute btw >:3).

Their victim didn’t live in London and rarely ever visited the city. His actual residence was located in one of London’s adjacent counties, too. Not too far from the city, but also not too close to it and, thus, making it difficult for anyone (at the time, of course) to trace the car all the way to London if the gang managed to successfully snatch it all the way there without being spotted.

It is also mandatory to mention that both Li and Robert knew how to drive by this point, with Li having learned merely out of curiosity not long ago, and with Robert having learned from a now ex-boyfriend that he had during a weeks long trip he did to France the previous year (as far as I know, steam cars were more common in France than they were in England at the time). Funnily enough, and despite being the one who originally suggested the idea of stealing a car, Tattoo didn’t know how to drive at the time and so he was not an “active” part during the actual heist. The fourth guy in the gang, the one with the funky and colorful hat in the pic (and who was unnamed in the manga and completely left out in the anime >:/ ), while he also didn’t know how to drive back then, he was the main informant I mentioned earlier for this heist and thus a key part on it.

“Small” side note: Even though Funky Hat Lad -who I’ll be referring to as “Lemmy” from here on, as that’s the nickname he has in my headcanons- is (currently) not a side muse on the blog, I consider him part of Robert’s “main” gang, he just doesn’t hang around a lot as the other three do, but he’s still a close friend and a valuable ally to the three. As stated before, he’s also one of Robert’s most important men along with Tattoo and Li. Most of the time acts as an informant for Robert and his men, however, he can also double and take other roles within the gang whenever it’s needed. He isn’t much of a fighter but he’s armed at all times and he definitely won’t hesitate to use his gun or his knife if the situation calls for it. He also occasionally takes part in the “interrogatories” the gang runs whenever they need to forcefully coax information out of an enemy/rival.

Back to our story, once all the information was gathered and confirmed and the gang knew where and when to strike, all they had to do was go to where this guy lived. As mentioned before, this was a 3-man heist: Robert, Li and Lemmy. The former two to do the driving and most of the physical work (as mentioned before, they were aiming for a “stealth hit and run” but they were prepared in case things went wrong and shit got violent as well as in case some technical issue occurred with the car), and the latter to guide them around, find their objective, and leave the town as swiftly as they came and so everything went out as planned. Tattoo stayed back for this one, partly due to him being unable to drive and the heist already having enough people to take care of the violent part if things came down to that, and partly because he was in charge of keeping an eye on Ogre Street and the gang’s businesses while the boss and the others were away. Like, sure, there’s a lot more men and gangs working for Speedwagon outside of his main guys (Tattoo, Li, and Lemmy), but there always has to be someone assuming the position of the boss to make sure things go smoothly. As you can tell when it comes to such a violent and chaotic place like Ogre Street, it’s impossible to leave it completely unsupervised without shit going really wild (usually but not exclusively started by one of the many and smaller rival gangs), so there always has to be someone designated by Speedwagon to keep things under some form of control in his absence.

One of the gang’s specialties, Robert’s more precisely, are break ins. Stealthy break-ins. Paired up with the info Lemmy had gathered, bypassing security at the guy’s mansion was not an issue, and so the heist itself went without much issue (none, actually), as it ended up being what they’d aimed for from the start: A stealth mission. This was the best outcome, especially considering what I mentioned earlier, about the very limited amount of cars in existence back then and how that could complicate things when it came to stealing a car. With that considered, the last thing you’d want would be for your victim not only to realize on the spot that he’s getting robbed, but to also see you and increase your chances of being successfully tracked down by police and which, inevitably, would also very likely end up turning into prison time for all people involved (especially in this case, where their victim was some heartless scum).

They managed to bring the car over to London without any issues. They even picked some linen and other random but innocuous items as they made their hasty way out of town to put on some of the seats and sort of make the car go unnoticed at first glance to any bystanders’ eyes in case they were later asked in some investigation by the police (and which they knew was going to happen at some point, so they had to cover their tracks in any way they could).

Back in London, they immediately went to hide the automobile near one of the gang’s safe houses in the slums (one that had enough space to keep it indoors). Through Robert’s connections and some favors some folks owed to him, they were able to sort of customize the automobile over the course of days/a couple weeks, making enough changes on it so it wasn’t easily recognizable in case they ever crossed paths with it’s now former owner, but also keeping a good balance with those changes as not to make the car stand out from any others around town and attract unwanted attention. So, mostly the upholstery was changed from dark brown to the lighter brown color you see in the manga, as well as the car itself being re-painted from black to a dark shade of grey-ish brown, along with other minor changes. The side-seat you see Lemmy sitting on was added much later, once they were certain any potential police investigations were over and the car was “officially” theirs.

#[warned y'all this was gonna be Long uu]#[hope this was okay nonny!]#[thank you so much for sending this in!!! it was super fun to write and it was also a hc i'd been meaning to flesh out for the longest time #but never really got around to doing it until now]#[so thank you so much for giving me the chance to do just that!!! <3]#[and also thank you so much for your patience!!]#[hope this was worth the wait]#;answered #;stone masks #;headcanon #;long post #;speedwagon withdraws coolly #[also yeah. le/mm/y's name is a mot//orh//ead ref lol]#;basics

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So, there was a convention where I live but I didn't know because it hadn't been active for some years and I'd got a bit disconnected from them and I didn't follow them on insta, then an artist published a story saying they couldn't attend and they could give their stand to someone who wanted it, but I saw it too late so I couldn't take it and then they postponed it for the next week because it was raining cats and dogs and it's done in the open, so it was this weekend instead, on Friday the official Instagram posted a story saying they had two last minute open spots because some artists couldn't attend, I reached out to them at around 8:30pm, which was like 7 hours after they posted it so I didn't think they'd still have a spot.

When they didn't answer by 11pm I assumed they had already covered them so I didn't organise anything and then they reached out to me at 12am, and told me I had to pay 50€, like, I get stands cost money but if I'm doing you the favour of covering a vacant spot that you have already set the least you could do is ask me for like half the original price, also it was way too late and I would've had to organise everything then and then get up at ass o clock in the morning to get there, I also had no one that could accompany me so I ended up not going.

I kind of regret it because my next con isn't yet confirmed since they had to postpone it but it's probably going to be around February. However I've been researching other conventions in my area and it turns out there's another one like 20 minutes away from where I live and it's likely around 50€ as well, entrance is free so that means a lot of people will come by which means more promotion and sales, it's also on the 16 and 17th of November. My only issue is they haven't posted anything regarding how to ask for a stand yet and I would like at least to know a week in advance so I have time to prepare everything an likely bring prints of my new Togachako illustration.

Honestly convention stands are getting so expensive I don't even contemplate getting out of my area for them, like, the next closest place is 1h 20min away by car approximately and the stand costs 200€ and you can't even share it unless you do it under wraps. And you have to pay for accomodations for a minimum of 1 day and also your food and snacks to survive the convention. They also have started only bringing better known artists since that makes people more willing to pay the increasingly pricey entrance tickets, which is cool for said artists but bad for small budding artists who are trying to get some visibility and promote themselves, we have to stick to more local conventions where the cheapest is 50€ and the most expensive around 115€ (which is still way too expensive), and afaik there's only two events that take place in my area that gather people from outside of the area because they hold the same event on different cities, however those are the most expensive and the hardest to get a stand in since they also prioritise bringing well known artists from the whole country. I'm banking on those artists complaining about how the quality of the event has dropped a bit in past years but I know most of that quality pertains more to cosplay/dance/karaoke related activities than the artist alley.

The thing is conventions are supposed to be a launching platform for small artists but the increasingly high prices for stands and the new preference for well known artists to garner a bigger profit from the increasingly expensive entrance tickets is making it difficult for small artists to promote themselves and get followers, local sales and the possibility of commissions.

That and the increasing disregard of people towards the time and care put into artists and artisans works in the manga/anime community makes it harder to cover the expenses made to attend these events as an aspiring small business. People are getting used to buying anime/manga merch on internet sites that are extremely cheap (AliExpress, Shein, Temu....) and then complain about the price of handmade things, some are also more willing to expend 30€ on a figurine of dubious quality from a commercial stand, which also is priced higher than in the physical store of the same stand, but will complain a 5€ handmade bookmark, doble sided, with handmade design, laminated and with ornaments is too expensive since it's not official or does not come from a commercial store. It's exhausting how they demean our crafts, like yeah, 50€ for a handmade skullkid mask carved out of a solid block of wood and hand painted might not be on everyone's price bracket but it is worth that much and even more sometimes, and it's infinitely better looking than the wonky plastic one they sell you at the commercial stand for 35€, which you know the pain will start peeling off in a couple of months

Sorry for the big ass rant, I just needed to complain about how hard they're making for small artists to gain traction.

#artist problems #small artist #small business #convention

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nathan-kakehashi-blog · 2 years ago

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Kakehashi 2022 - Introduction

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Long time, no post! (Brace yourselves for a meaty post!)

I had intended to post here much sooner, but unfortunately the Kakehashi program's trip to Japan got delayed for a little over a year. At first it was slated to take place around the same time as the pre-exchange I posted about before, but due to Japan's COVID lockdowns the date got pushed back further and further. Luckily, since they finally removed the quarantine requirements and reinstated visa-free travel back in October, we were at last able to go on the trip this December!

Over the next few days (maybe weeks?), I'll be posting a series of travelogue-style blog entries about the trip itself (mostly in chronological order), and there will be plenty of pictures of my favorite parts. It was by far the best trip I've had the opportunity to go on before, so I hope some of you will also find this interesting!

Before getting to the meat of the trip in the following posts, I'm going to give some background about us participants. We consisted of two groups of nine university students handpicked from the University of Memphis and from Ohio University, along with one "chaperone" for each group. My group was the one from the University of Memphis, which I'll henceforth call "UofM". No, not the one in Michigan. most of us were picked because of our roles in founding a student organization based out of the Japanese language department at the UofM during the initial COVID lockdowns here in the States. We've been thriving as a group ever since then, being easily the largest organization that this department has had to date. (Not to toot my own horn or anything lol. Plugging our Instagram.)

Some of us had already graduated, yet weren't able to study abroad due to Japan's lockdowns over the last two years, so for them, this trip was almost too good to be true. It was a chance to finally get a taste of what was denied to them before. Our group's chaperone also fell into this category, being a graduate student who some of us had shared classes with during undergrad, as well as being one of us founders of the student org.

All of us from the UofM group were a part of the Japanese department and had studied Japanese for a significant time ahead of this trip; though some had studied for longer than the others, since a few in our group were taking other Majors or had taken a break after graduating. As for me personally, I've been studying Japanese for the last 4-5 years, with the first two-ish years being intense self-study on my own. These days, I mostly study by reading Japanese through video games and manga, supplemented with some more realistic media here and there. (Not to mention the university courses!) I was definitely looking forward to a real-world test of my skills, since I had been avoiding going out of the way to practice my speaking lately, and had been feeling a bit out of touch with where my level was.

The trip was organized and coordinated by the "Japan International Cooperation Center" (or JICE for short) as a part of the Ministry of Foreign Affair's "Japan's Friendship Ties Program", specifically under the label of the "Kakehashi Project" for the North American version of the program. All travel expenses, airfare, lodging, and so forth were completely covered for the participants, which was truly amazing. I had never been to Japan before this trip, in large part due to the cost of the flights to and from Japan!

(As a sidenote, do go easy on me, I'm still fairly new to posting publicly on social media, let alone here on tumblr. I'm a chronic lurker at heart.)

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#kakehashi #kakehashi2022 #JICE #japan #travel #UofM

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hiii omg sorry things got super hectic towards the end of the work week and then i spent the weekend recouping and now it's literally been almost a week since you wrote this 😭

i'm surprised you weren't a movie person until you got into anime! i've always loved going to the theaters and it sucks how expensive tickets have gotten in recent years... especially with "special types" of showings like anime! even though i live in a place where anime is actually quite popular. it's so funny, i actually got super into anime because i took a chance on watching an anime movie in theaters (demon slayer mugen train back in 2021). i was hanging out with a friend; there was a movie she wanted to watch that i already watched and vice versa, so we decided to watch demon slayer since neither of us had seen it but we'd both heard good things about it (were not anime fans at the time). i ended up getting so emotionally attached to rengoku that i went back and PAID to watch it in theaters another 3 times after. movies are such an experience and they're so fun to go to! i guess it also depends on what genres you enjoy but i would definitely go more often if i had more free time (and it also wasn't so expensive nowadays ugh)

so you and your sister also have an age gap! my sister and i are 5 years apart so i think i understand the struggle, especially if you don't see your sister around that much because you've always been in different phases in your lives. it's great that you discovered interests on your own though. now that i'm thinking about it, i've come to realize that i've only ever developed interests in things that other people have introduced me to first; i don't really go out of my way to find out about new things. character flaw i suppose 😭 thank you i'm actually going to write this down, this could be a topic of interest once i decide to start going to therapy again lmao

you've watched so much anime! not me thinking i've watched a lot when i literally could not hold a candle to your list (i have 22, 1 of which i'm still trying to find the will to keep watching) 🤡 it's so cute that you have your list in a notebook too. you have no idea how many attempts i've made at being a journal/planner girl. try as i may, i'm just not built like that 😔 i'm also a lame anime-only type because i don't have the attention span/patience and i cannot be bothered to read words or manga 🥲 i somehow always run into spoilers online though (and/or look them up myself cause it makes me anxious to not know what happens 💀) so i've given up on trying to be spoiler-free as an anime only lmao

also i know the main point of your anime list was obviously which anime you've watched but i couldn't help but notice on your profile that your birthday is actually before mine! i thought we might've been birthday neighbors kinda (since i was somewhat stalking your blog to see if i really did miss it or if you just didn't make it a whole big thing lol), but it's right after my fav character, cinnamoroll's <3

anyway, now i'm wondering if the anime list site is better than my personal spreadsheet and if i should make a profile of my own. on one hand, it's nice to see everything neatly compiled into different categories and view all your stats and fav characters and VAs in one place. but on the other hand, i'm really strict about what i consider to be "watched" and what i don't, and i care a lot about logging things correctly (e.g. i don't want something to be marked as completed on jun 10, 2024 when i finished it in may of 2022 💀). but i don't really care for rating animes and i also don't like if they separate different parts of one show because of their release type (e.g. the haikyuu is part of the haikyuu show, it's not a separate thing just because it came out as a movie 😭)

yikes okay clearly i am very anal and particular so i will just stop here but back to haikyuu: i am hoping i have the opportunity to sloth this week and binge watch the 4 seasons + movies + other but honestly i'm not sure if i'll be able to before the theaters stop showing the movie ;-; i've been trying to start but my timing up till now hasn't been right. i guess we will see! i'll definitely be in your inbox once i start to get familiar with the show! <3

Hiii ＼(ﾟ∀ﾟ)／

Sooo what do you think about the Haikyuu! Movie without knowing anime? 😀

(I'm sending this ask to discuss our impressions in the comments (and recommend this series a bit haha)

Have a nice day ♡

hiiii!! i didn't realize this was going to become a full-on essay so 💀 apologies in advance for the long-windedness. i don't blame you if you don't feel like reading all the way through lmao (there is a tl;dr at the end if that's the case)

my sister actually got into haikyuu after S1 (pretty much a decade ago at this point 😭) so i've at least known about it and understood the gist of it for a while now. i myself didn't get into anime until a few years ago though! so i've been slowly building up my watch catalog. normally i like funny animes so haikyuu definitely fits the criteria, but due to the fact that 1) it's a sports anime 2) i have very little interest in sports and 3) there would be a LOT of episodes to catch up on, it's just been sitting in my to-watch list for years lmaooo

as i started to follow more people on tumblr, i also started to see more haikyuu content, so i recognized some characters just by their appearance (hinata [obviously], but also kenma, kageyama, and atsumu miya [the guy with the undercut, who i don't remember seeing in the movie]). but anyway, my sister had been saying she wanted to watch the movie once it came out. and over the weekend, i happened to see a lot of people posting about going to watch the movie so i told her we should go! and so we did!

the movie was so hilarious and i thoroughly enjoyed watching!! the rivalry between the 2 teams was sooo funny. i knew i was going to like the movie, but it did end up being a little bit fast-paced for me cause i basically dived in with like. 0.4 background,,,, like ya girl was strUGgLinG trying to keep up. but that's no one's fault but my own 😔 i was kind of hoping it'd be like the demon slayer mugen train movie (which is actually what got me into anime! but that's besides the point). where the premise would be simple enough that you wouldn't need that much context before watching. i knew the movie would basically be just one really long volleyball game so i figured it would be fine. alas, i was wrong 😭 i don't know the rules of the game or any of the characters/their positions so it was all i could do to just watch and try to understand everything as it was happening ;-;

another thing i wanna mention is that now that i've long since graduated from my "beginner weeb" phase and become a full-on weeb, i'm familiar with a lot of voices and voice actors so it's difficult for me to see new characters and their voice actors (that i already know from somewhere else) as one entity 🤔 i'm not sure if that makes a lot of sense ><

for example: the whole time we were watching the movie, i felt like kenma sounded a lot like yuki kaji (who voices shoto [mha] and eren [aot])?? but also didn't at the same time. it was bothering me the whole 2 hours but i looked it up after it was over and i was right 😩

i also immediately recognized kuro as gojo [jjk]/hawks [mha]/greed [fma]; so kuro wasn't even kuro to me, he was just a volleyball au gojo with a completely different look 😭 i feel like that kind of gets in the way of my viewing experience personally, because i couldn't pause and think about where i know this voice from (like i usually do when i start a new anime). but it bOThERs mE because it's like on the tip of my tongue and my mind caNnOT rEST until i confirm my suspicions 😩

anyway, going in, the only people i knew about were like. hinata and kageyama... and it was surface-level knowledge at best. but i've seen kenma around enough where i recognized his character design so i thought i might like him. and he ended up being super cute!! i loved him, but i also really loved kuro (he is very handsome 🥰) and the tall glasses guy from karasuno. he was funny as fuck. but i'm definitely interested in watching the show to see what other lovable goofs the story has to offer. i'm always on the hunt for more blorbos

tl;dr basically i loved the movie, i thought it was really funny; now i have to actually watch the show so i can really enjoy the experience the movie had to offer. the production was honestly great. my sister wants me to get caught up so we can watch it again while it's still in theaters lmao. we'll have to see about that... the first 2 seasons are 25 eps each and then there are at least a few more seasons (even if they are less eps) after that 💀 when i got into mha last year, i was able to blast through 6 seasons within a week,,, but that costed me 3 full days worth of binge-watching and several work nights to catch up 😩 idk if i can do that again

thank you for the ask and interacting with me 🥺🫶 i know your day just started so i hope it goes well!! have a nice rest of the week also <3

#haikyuu #anime #ask

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violetsaffron5 · 2 years ago

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Pairing: Gojo Satoru x f!Reader

Morning after with Gojo, and meet Geto.

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cw/an: Get walked in on, Geto's an ass, Gojo being cocky & stealing panties

Waking in the morning, you stretch out, wiggling your hands and toes, as a smile spreads across your lips. Turning over, you expect to see Satoru lying on his side of the bed, but it’s empty and sheets hastily thrown around.

Sitting up, you take the time to look around the room. Obviously, by the bed, it’s his bedroom – or at least you hope. You would seriously be wondering if he brought you to some random room and left you here on your own if the room didn’t have his things scattered about.

Looking around, his room matches his side of the bed. Disheveled. Clothes overflowing from the laundry basket next to the dresser, a few manga and books strewn around. He seems like the kind of guy that would have a TV in his room, but as far as you can tell, that’s lacking.

There’s also no personal photos hung up or placed on the wall, dresser, or nightstands. Just simple decorations akin to a personal decorator using.

Standing, you bounce on the tips of your toes noting how good you feel. It must be a perk from being able to take so much energy from Satoru. There hasn’t been a time where you’ve felt this alive. No sore or achy muscles, no slight twinge of a hunger that’s still present.

You feel… satisfied. For the first time in as long as you can remember.

On the other side of the dresser is a door, which is cracked open, so you noisily peek inside. It’s a large walk-in closet with more clothes than you could imagine and an island filled with ties, watches, and other expensive looking items. At least it’s clean in there.

You hum to yourself and gently close the door, making your way to the other door, the bathroom. Inside has a large walk-in shower and a bathtub, both big enough to fit at least ten people. You wonder briefly if he’s ever had that many in at one time but quickly shake those thoughts away, not really wanting to know the answer to that question.

On the marble counter with his and hers sinks, you notice a packaged toothbrush and a hastily scribbled note with your name on it.

After brushing your teeth, you check yourself in the mirror, lifting his shirt to your nose. It still smells like him; citrus and pine, which makes you smile.

Walking out of his bedroom, you see it’s at the end of a long hallway, the doors to the other rooms shut. You decide not to open them, trying not to be a pest since you’re a guest in his home and you already looked around his bedroom and bathroom.

Satoru’s in the kitchen standing at the stove, making something, shirtless with only gray sweatpants on. You stand at the end of the stairs watching him, wondering how he’s able to make gray sweatpants look effortlessly sexy.

He turns, grinning wide as he eyes you from head to toe, liking the way you look in his oversized shirt. He also can’t wait to get it off you before he needs to leave for his mission, but unfortunately that’s going to have to wait because even though you filled one hunger last night, you hadn’t actually eaten anything since yesterday morning. And neither has he.

“Like what you see? You can take a picture.” He teases, turning from the stove to place several plates of food on the kitchen island.

“Sorry,” you mutter quickly, realizing you’d been staring for some time, “this is just so incredibly weird to me. How do you feel?”

“Like I just ran a very dirty marathon,” your smile is contagious as you take a seat across from him. He slides a plate of food across the island, determined to keep some distance, at least for now.

As you’re eating, you take the time to look over the rest of his space. A large open kitchen, filled with stainless steel appliances and marble countertops. The living room is large, maybe even larger than the kitchen with floor length windows leading out to a patio with a gorgeous view of the Tokyo skyline.

There are abstract paintings on the wall, judging by the size of his place, he clearly has money, and a place like this is sure to come with its own personal decorator.

“You know, you’re pretty attentive in bed. I didn’t expect that.” You point your fork at him while nodding after taking a bite.

“Yeah, well, I have a strict ladies first policy,” he flashes his eyebrows.

“Do you cook like this for all your women, or am I special?”

His kitchen is messy, with eggs, milk and bowls laying around from cooking this morning. And maybe you shouldn’t be too surprised, based on the sight of his bedroom, but you are. He could have cleaned as he cooked, but to each their own, you suppose.

“You’re certainly something, Infinity.” He teases while you groan and roll your eyes, getting out of the seat to put the plate in his sink.

You don’t make it far before he cages you in, hands splayed on his counter, on either side of your waist, leaning in closer and closer with a salacious grin, eyes looking over your face, like he’s trying to memorize every feature, every pore.

And then you’re facing the counter, before you’ve so much as registered the heat of his body on your front. He’s so incredibly close now, lips ghosting past the fabric of his shirt on your shoulder, up your neck to your ear.

It feels as if he’s pressed up against you, even with his cologne infiltrating your senses you know he’s not. It’s lacking the warmth his body had last night.

“Has anyone fucked you as good as I have?” He whispers in the shell of your ear, a shiver making its way between your legs.

He pushes into you now, the overwhelming force dissipating, his hard length pushing into your ass as his hand slides between your legs, running a finger between your folds.

Trying your best to concentrate, you shake your head and gasp, leaning into his shoulder as he presses gently on your clit, letting out a low chuckle.

“Are you always this wet?” He purrs, eyes lidded with lust as he kisses along your jaw, wondering if this is special, just for him.

He should give you some kudos for being able to distract him so effortlessly because he didn’t register the lone person walking down the corridor to his apartment, let alone his front door opening.

“Fuck,” Satoru groans quietly, taking a deep breath resting his forehead against your shoulder, “really, just walking in, Suguru?”

“How was I supposed to know you had someone here?”

“You couldn’t feel her?” Satoru sighs, adjusting himself before pulling away.

“You couldn’t tell I was coming down the hall?” The man retorts as you adjust yourself and feel your cheeks heat in embarrassment of getting caught, quite literally with a hand between your legs.

The man is tall, almost as tall as Satoru with his black hair pulled into a bun with a small section left out, dangling in front of his face. He’s in a black uniform similar to what you’ve seen Satoru in before, but with baggier pants.

Looking at Satoru, you hope there’s some sort of explanation, but receive nothing. In fact, he doesn’t even look horrified like you do, he’s standing with his hands in his pocket, bickering with who you assume is his friend, without a care in the world.

That’s fine, you’re humiliated enough for the both of you.

“You cooked?” Geto questions with a raised eyebrow, looking around at the mess in the kitchen as you excuse yourself to go get dressed.

Satoru shrugs, leaning against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms, “neither one of us had eaten since yesterday morning. I was hungry.”

“Quit acting like a love sick bitch over some girl you just met.” Geto scoffs, “she’s not even one of us.”

Satoru narrows his eyes at his friend's comment and clicks his tongue. As far as he’s aware, the two of you haven’t met, aside from just now, so he’s not entirely sure about this disdain Geto already feels towards you.

As you make your way back down the stairs, the man looks to you with a gentle closed eye smile, extending his hand to you.

“Sorry for the interruption. I’m Geto Suguru.”

You smile back, and shake his hand, introducing yourself as well before awkwardly turning to Satoru.

“Have you, uhm,” you look to Geto, pursing your lips before turning back to Satoru, and whisper “have you seen my panties?”

When you went upstairs, you found your clothes laying on the chair in the corner of his room, evident he had tidied up, at least a little, before you woke up.

He chuckles at your question, “no, babe, but I’ll let you know if they turn up.”

You turn and smile at Suguru, giving him a small wave goodbye as you walk to the door with Satoru, ready to leave. Geto nods and waves back before walking to the couch, turning on the TV.

“Thought your panty stealing days were over in high school,” Suguru chuckles as Satoru walks back in through the door.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He smirks before going upstairs to get dressed.

After leaving Satoru’s apartment in the morning, your day was fairly uneventful. You gathered the documents you needed to bring with you to the school on Monday and got ready for your last shift at the club.

Now, you stand behind the curtain in a gold string shot bikini as a little farewell gift to your regulars, and as a way to make as many tips as possible. The outfit leaves very little to the imagination; you might as well be naked on stage right now.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please put your hands together for Infinity! She has been number one in our private dancer line up 7 weeks in a row. And unfortunately, tonight is her last, so be sure to get one while you can!”

In the middle of doing your routine, you see a certain white-haired sorcerer sitting in the front row, once again. This time, leaned forward, elbows on his knees, lips parted slightly, watching you intently on stage.

After the routine, you continue on with your nightly rituals of going to the bar for a drink and making rounds in the club until you decide you’re ready to leave for the night. A part of you had hoped Satoru would follow you to the bar like he did the previous night, but he didn't. Rather, when you looked to where he was sitting during your routine, he was gone, unable to see his white hair anywhere.

Once you’re done, you decide to count your bills and head to the back when one of the managers flags you down.

“That man, there,” he points to the chair Satoru was sitting at which now has a head of white hair back at it, “paid good money to have a private dance with you tonight. Make it worth his time.”

“Of course,” you smile and go to the back to put the money up. Curious, you count what he handed you. This time it’s more than enough to pay rent and bills for the next several months.

“What the fuck, Satoru?” You whisper to yourself as you put it away. Clearly sorcerers make a good amount of money, which is something to look forward to.

Looking in the mirror, you make slight adjustments to your hair and outfit and head back out. Of course Satoru went to your manager to pay, rather than to you. All so you have to be the one to walk up to him to initiate the conversation.

Cocky bastard.

Walking behind him, you trace your fingers gently over his shoulders, feeling how silky his suit jacket is.

“Hey, there, big guy. Have I seen you around here before?” You tease falling into his lap, earning him scornful looks from the other men.

“Once. But you’re so busy and popular, I don’t expect you to remember.” He teases back, running a hand up your calf to your thighs, your body responding automatically to his touch.

“You’re not allowed to touch me,” you whisper, running your nose along his cheek, until you get to the shell of his ear, “unless I ask for it.”

“My apologies miss,” he grins as he holds his hands up defensively.

Across from him, you recognize Geto, and finally take the time to get a good look at him.

He has a jawline sharp enough to cut through the thickest steel, feline-like eyes, and a smirk plastered on his face that’s sure to make you weak in the knees, if you were standing.

He’s unbelievably attractive with his gauged ears, nose ring and dark, mischievous eyes.

These two are the most handsome men you’ve probably ever seen in your life. And fuck if Nanami isn’t up there right alongside them.

“Good to see you again,” he greets with a pleasant smile and nod of his head before taking a sip of his drink, watching you over the rim of his glass.

Similar to Satoru, Geto’s arms are toned and defined, only where Satoru has no tattoos, you can see the outline of what looks like a tail on Geto’s forearm, exposed from the rolled-up sleeves of his white button up shirt.

You smile as you wrap an arm around Satoru’s shoulder and continue with your act, “a little birdie told me you wanted a private dance. Seems you paid enough for me to dance all night long. Is it for the both of you?” You run a finger along Satoru’s equally sharp jawline.

“Just me. Didn’t want anyone else to have the pleasure,” he says coolly, taking off his glasses so he can get a full unimpeded view of the outfit you’re wearing.

“Oh~, are we jealous?” You goad, flashing your eyebrows.

“I don’t get jealous,” you swear you can hear Geto chuckling, but when you look over, his attention is elsewhere, on one of the dancers walking around, “also, I brought you a little something,” he leans over and grabs a small bag, handing it to you.

It’s nothing special, just a black gift bag with light blue tissue paper. You look at him with an arched brow and questioning look. Looking inside, you see an outfit, your face not hiding your confusion as you pull it out.

“Uniform for Monday,” he clarifies, as you give a mix between a scoff and chuckle in response.

“Had to bring it here while I’m working?” You ask incredulously.

“Well, we were interrupted earlier. There’s more in the bag.”

Narrowing your eyes, you remove all the tissue paper and completely take out the uniform. At the bottom of the bag sits a box of plan b.

“Wow. Kind of surprised to see this in here, since you seemed pretty into trying to get me pregnant last night.”

He frowns, “that was the sex talking.”

“Yeah, whatever, fake breeder. Besides, I already took one.”

He shrugs as he takes the bag back and puts it on the ground, before placing his palms back to your hips, “gave me an excuse to come back and ask you to come over after work.”

You think about it for a minute, while watching Geto smile and interact with Charlotte, a tall thin stripper with blue hair, he was watching around the club earlier.

You kiss your teeth and turn back to Satoru, “can I use your big ass shower?” Might as well try to sweeten the deal.

“If I say no, are you going to come over?”

“Nope.”

He scoffs and rolls his eyes while Geto chuckles, clearly listening in on the conversation after Charlotte heads to the back.

“Just using me for my stuff,” he complains with a pout.

You shrug, “didn’t get to use it last time.”

“Fine. I’ll let you use the expensive shampoo too.” He says wryly.

You stand and grab his hand to lead him back to the dance room, “I’ll think about it.”

Satoru texted you his address before he left the club in case you decided to go over after work. You debated for a while, just going home, or going to his place but ultimately decided to go see him.

Now you stand in front of his apartment building, looking up from the street.

You sigh and make your way to the door, planning on having to be buzzed in, but a doorman opens the way for you, “the elevator is this way.”

Of course he would tell them he’s having a guest over this late at night, so there’s no question as to who you are and what you’re doing there.

The lobby is luxurious, definitely making you feel out of place, never having been in a place this expensive before. There’s a chandelier in the center of the lobby and the vases, statues and pictures all look like they’re worth more than your apartment.

At his door, you pause and think over your options again.

On one hand, this is new territory, being able to see someone you’ve slept with again. Is there any harm in indulging? Being a little selfish to experience something new?

On the other, he’s about to be your coworker, who you’ve already slept with, and that’s a new type of relationship you’re not entirely sure how to navigate.

Sighing, you pinch the bridge of your nose as the door opens. Satoru cocks his head with an amused smile.

“Were you just going to stand there all night?”

“I was just… I don’t know. Shut up.”

He laughs and allows you in, taking off your shoes and placing them on the rack by the door before looking around. The apartment is as you remembered. Large open floor plan with living room and kitchen, stairs going up to the bedrooms. A balcony with what you know will be a gorgeous view even though you haven’t been out there yet.

Satoru gets out two glasses and grabs the open bottle of wine on the counter, pouring its contents into each cup before handing you one, looking you over.

“To be honest, I was hoping you were going to show up in that outfit you had on at the club.”

You smile and shake your head, accepting the drink from him. You were going to wear it, but the material was so thin, when you were getting dressed, the straps broke.

He pouts slightly before changing the subject, “so… can I get Chastity’s number? I should have gotten it while I was at the club earlier.”

“Sure, if I can get Geto’s number.” You retort, watching him carefully as you take a drink.

“You’re not his type. Besides, he went home with Charlotte,” He answers quickly, a flash of annoyance crossing his features. But as quickly as the expression came, it went. “Anyway, what kind of movies do you like?”

That’s a subject change if you’ve ever experienced one.

“We’ll get to know each other at work. Come on, take a shower with me.”

“Oh, right to getting naked. Got it.” He grins, eyes bright with amusement.

“Is there a problem with that? Thought you wanted to fuck, so let’s fuck.”

You walk off towards his room, shedding your clothes along the way. And how is he supposed to say no to that? So he dutifully follows behind with a smirk and a quick “yes, ma’am.”

Staying true to his word, he let you use the expensive shampoo and body washes, with names you can’t pronounce; they smell sweet, like pineapples, which was a nice surprise.

Of course, when you were done washing your hair and body, he has you trapped between him and the wall with your legs around his waist. The shower head rains water onto you, making it hard to keep your ankles locked; his own hands on your ass and hip holding you up, losing their grip as he continuously pumps into you.

After a particularly hard thrust, your legs slip from around him, causing you both to almost fall over as he catches you, hips never stopping, smiling, and giggling between kisses as you both work to maintain your footing again.

@z33sblog, @Thisbicc

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Lilia as your dad

A/N: Head empty, just this gremlin screaming and running around until I finally write this down. So come get your gremlin if you like him and fluff combined lol.

Lilia naturally has a way with children. They are always funny and honest, and they make him feel a peace he never thought he would feel when he was on the battlefield. He saw a lot that traumatized him, a lot of blood and bodies, so being surrounded by kids and their antics helped him find himself when he had nightmares and war trauma. He will never forget how he took care of Malleus since he was just an egg ready to hatch, how he crawled out and breathed in for the first time was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Holding him in his arms gave him a sense of belonging and made him realize he wanted more children, little ones that he could raise and help.

Regardless of whether you are his adopted or biological child, human or fae, Lilia will treat you very well. Obviously he has his mistakes as a father and as an fae but he is always working to make up for those mistakes and apologizes when he is wrong. He is naturally a busy fae, but he can easily be found going to your imaginary tea parties, playing with you, teaching you to fight, or just taking you to work with him.

Lilia says he's proud of every little achievement you've achieved and offers you good hugs. Plus, he takes you and Silver out to the fanciest and most expensive restaurant every now and then to celebrate something important. And it is customary for him to put you to bed and cover you with a warm blanket, kissing your forehead.

You 100% have inside jokes and a secret handshake.

Also, Lilia loves to read you stories. He is the best narrator and manages to make the dialogues funnier with the voices he imitates. Books may vary. Fantasy, mystery and if you like, horror. There are also movie nights where you, Malleus, Silver, Sebek and your dad get together to watch silly movies. He's also the type of person who talks to the character all the time, Silver is already used to but Sebek always complains about it while you and Malleus find this funny.

It's common for Malleus to find you in a pillow fort in Lilia's room, where you spend a lot of time reading manga and watching anime, debating about the strongest characters from and eating junk food. Not that you know but these debates are said so that your observation and perception are more keen than that of other people, so that you are able to perceive if a person and their intentions are good, because he will not always be there to protect you and that's why he gives you mental exercises like this. Besides, you always end up sleeping in the comfort of the fort, warm and between a mess of arms and legs. It's lovely to see.

He's a busy parent as mentioned as he's preparing Malleus to ascend the throne, but he also always has time to talk to Silver and you about your respective issues. With him you can talk about your feelings and he always talks about how valid they are so you don't repress them and end up with some emotional block. He also gives the best advice when you're having a hard time or just went after him because of a nightmare, either way he always ends up pulling you down onto his chest and feeling combing gently on your scalp, singing the same lullaby that put Malleus and Silver to sleep.

While everyone accepts you in their little family, they also have to accept that you and Lilia are constantly in a war to see who can prank them the most. Malleus is pretty hard to fall for your pranks, but he always plays along so you don't feel bad. And Silver doesn't even care since half the time he's sleeping. But Sebek, poor crocodile, is running around being surprised by you and your father with equally sadistic smiles, his words, not mine. And when he starts chasing the two of you to scold you about how you've been bothering Waka-sama, the two of you have fun hiding in the castle. The place is huge and Sebek doesn't even know half of the hiding places shared between you and Lilia.

Finally, Lilia probably teaches you some magic tricks. In addition to training and fighting with you, with weapons like a sword or bow or just with your fists, he wants you to be strong physically and mentally so that you know how to defend yourself when he can't be there in time. This is a fear of his that you may not be able to understand, but as a general he has many known enemies and spies always trying to get close to him and his only weaknesses are his children.

At the end of the night he always says I love you before he goes to sleep and makes sure you're comfortable and warm in your covers. He always tries to be a good father to you and his brother Silver.

#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst #twst lilia vanrouge #twst lilia #lilia vanrouge #child!reader #child!mc

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