#not me passing out after writing the hardest part just like the protag. ANYWAY

[transmate]

in the night, i am real.

Summary: 18+ readers ONLY. NSFT Imagine. you needed to find a safe and isolated location to endure your unexpectedly sudden heat for the night. thinking you had found the perfect place, you were then met with sweetly monstrous company. it was not unwelcome.

Kink List: teratophilia, size difference, dom/sub undertones, omegaverse influence, praise/degradation, worship, size difference, breeding, possessiveness, voyeurism (not really, accidental).

Author's Note: this is a story of the lycanthrope variety. it's werewolf smut, to keep it simple. nonhuman genitalia warning. the protagonist is intended to be transmasculine. i use only words i feel comfortable referring to my own anatomy with. please enjoy, and tell me if you do~ 🤍

you'd been running for what seemed like an endless stretch, dipping around corners and under passageways. your legs were starting to burn. you knew it wasn't just due to the strain of your muscles, but another rather humiliating reason too.

see, you'd agreed to go out clubbing with a couple of coworkers on a whim for what had seemed like the first time in months, feeling lonely due to your new schedule. after a frantic trip to the restroom past midnight however, you left the club with your hoodie zipped up tight, friendless and phone battery-less. you were an entire half-hour drive away from your apartment and couldn't hail a ride. not even due to the lack of your phone of course, any reasonable person would ask someone for help. you just couldn't trust the crowd you were in not to pick up on your scent and very well do something about it instead. you'd forgotten to take your endorphins inhibitor after finishing your shift, thinking you would only need it once you returned home that night. what a fickle thing lack of hindsight was.

thus here you were, sprinting to what you hoped was a truly abandoned sector of the city, trying to see if you could find a phone booth on any dimly-lit corner. your fever was starting to pick up. the few strangers either out on midnight runs or drug store errands were starting to turn their heads in your direction. your own head was starting to dizzy in your dehydrated state. the final person to catch your eye seemed to avoid you, scurrying across the dark street before it became eerily quiet. regardless of the newfound isolation in this precinct, you weren't going to allow yourself to catch your breath and risk falling to your knees on the sidewalk. mouth now feeling like cotton, you decided to take your chances at the first "no trespassing" sign plastered on any wall.

once you saw it, you simply hopped the fence. and now you were breaking the law. better than to be broken by your own biology attracting any low life. crouching under creaking doorframes, you entered what appeared to be an abandoned office space. thankfully there were plenty of wide windows to give you a clear view of one of the streets outside, granting you the advantage of escape in the case any law enforcement were alerted to your presence. but all you could look towards was the moon staring at you, a bright light shining down and leaving you feeling even more exposed than you already felt. you were burning, and decidedly stepped away into a corner behind concrete walls and pallid desks.

leaning back and finally allowing yourself to slide onto the floor, you took your first steadying inhale for what had seemed like an eternity. you were drenched in your own sweat, thanks to the previous dancing and running. taking off your layers of clothes and pulling them underneath you as a comforting barrier seemed like your best option as the heat fever only continued to spread underneath your skin. you decided to keep your bottom half of underwear on as your final straw of dignity, unfortunately very aware that you were already starting to soak through them. the feeling of your sex starting to harden and rub against the cloth was causing short whimpers to rumble at the bottom of your throat.

it was past midnight, and you knew a few orgasms wouldn't exactly satiate the breeding your body was craving, but it would be enough to get you through the hours before the sunrise. once the sun hit your skin, the fever would quell and you could shakily make your way back home after charging your phone at an internet cafe. this situation was not inescapable. you could do this. you'd simply call out and lock yourself in your apartment for the remainder of it.

as you began taking in your own lustdrunk scent and letting your fingertips roam over the skin of your chest, down your abdomen and into the bones of your hips, you allowed your eyes to close. the goosebumps that raised all over felt exhilarating. you couldn't remember the last time you had fully experienced one of your own heats. once you presented, you were strict on the pills for each cycle. but this felt so liberating, you began to wonder how you could go back. your hand dipped beneath the waistband and played around in the fur above your tcock, tugging the flesh around before fully sliding two fingers around and jerking it. there was an almost white hot burning around the tip, making your head loll back before whining out pitifully. suddenly, the feeling of having a terribly empty cunt slammed into you. oh. this was why you avoided it. you scurried tightly against the wall, lifting your other hand to force your mouth shut so you wouldn't moan out through your hyperventilation.

in your frenzy, you thought you heard the rattling of a chain and blamed the belt buckle you were sitting on moving underneath you. keeping your eyes closed and your hand over your mouth, you finally fully sunk into the feeling of being a wanton cockslut and felt your cunt drooling out under you. as you rubbed your dick's hood against your palm, you felt unable to control the impulse of your fingers reaching over your entrance. your blood was boiling as you slowly entered your heat, dipping two fingers in immediately wasting no time to satisfy the yearning to be stretched. you fingerfucked your cunt dutifully for a couple of minutes, searching in a frenzy for your most pleasurable spot. your underwear became an unbearable sensation and you decided to start shimmying it off. one hand wasn't enough to get the fabric off fast enough however, and you had to let go of your mouth to help yourself. it was when you finally glanced down to slide them past your ass, that you caught something shifting in the doorframe away from you.

you fully froze. your heart slowed to a near stop and movements stilted. your skin, still hot, allowed you to feel a cold sweat building on your forehead. for any other reason, the temperature difference would be a respite. someone was clearly here with you. you would have to either build up enough strength to fight and escape or try and speak calmly with them past the wad of dryness taking residence in your throat. neither options were viable and you knew it. so you simply stared at the darkness past the doorway as your heat slowly but surely ate away at your rational reaction of panic.

two white eyes, or rather the light from the moon outside refracting off of them, slowly appeared in your field of vision. then you heard it again, the rattling of a chain, heavy, much clearer. you cursed yourself for ignoring it earlier before fully diving into your own pleasure. the figure in the doorway stepped slowly towards you, a broken ankle buckle dragging across the floor. you could only press your head to the wall behind you and do your best to not move a single muscle.

as it stepped into a few moon rays, you gawked in a horrified awe at its form. impossibly tall for a human, yet unlike any hybrid you had seen before. thick dark fur was scattered roughly along its arms and legs, with a mane crawling down its neck and back. pointed ears stuck out under a mess of human hair, and amber eyes focused in on you over the length of a canine muzzle. it took another step, or rather crouched down to meet your eye level, and you watched as its long bushy tail curled around itself.

"i'm sorry, i didn't mean to alarm you."

it... spoke? you felt the ringing in your head start to flit between panic and relief, not being able to discern yet if this... thing was a friend or foe. you could only blink at it.

"i- i tracked your scent from the alley. it was panicked, and i was worried someone was in danger. i don't want to hurt you, but someone else- might. this is not a friendly area of town. i don't want to leave you alone... but i can stay hidden in the street instead so i don't intrude."

you blinked once, twice. then rapidly shook your head, trying to force yourself to think rationally again, past the heat and embarrassment of being mostly nude. this creature was not... acting the way you thought it would. and now it was offering to keep you safe.

"what are you?"

"me? oh- i only take on this form on certain nights. i try to keep myself locked up as to not scare others but... i crave freedom under the moonlight too strongly." it pointed a clawed fingertip at the broken chain dangling from its ankle brace.

you felt your heart tremor slightly at the admission of being able to break away from iron bonds. that kind of power was... definitely an asset you were missing at the moment. feeling slightly dizzy again, you allowed your eyes to take in the creature's own bared skin and felt warmth coil in your underbelly, your heat reminding you how terribly you could use of a specific kind of company. you squeezed your knees together and ducked your head in an audible grimace.

"i know you're in one of your most vulnerable states, i can step a-"

not being able to stand its calm tone, you practically spit out your next words as you kept your eyes closed. "how aren't you reacting to it?!"

its head perked up, ears flitting forward at your tone. "i... i am. reacting. but i've sworn to make others' safety my priority in this form. i won't act out of turn."

"show me." the demand slipped out between your teeth before you could clench your jaw shut. your eyes flew wide open and you made eye contact once again with the being in front of you, both of your faces flushing red.

"i- are you sure? i can just leave, i promise." the tip of the creature's tail twitched in a subtle wag, betraying its owner's words.

the fever was picking up again, and your pulse found quicker footing like a horse whipped on the tracks. was your body really allowing itself to confide in this... chimera in front of you so soon? you took in a deep breath and reassured yourself that you could still reject any advances. but you knew you wouldn't. you had already found yourself adjusting your lust to its inhuman image, entranced by the sharp eyes in front of you. so you nodded.

"please show me."

its eyes flickered wide in shock- or perhaps delightful surprise- for a split second. it licked out around its lips, nodding after you. "alright, as you wish."

the creature adjusted its posture onto its knees as it slowly crept its tail away behind itself. you kept your eyes intensely locked on the movement, watching as not only strong thighs were revealed, but also a thick tapered cock peering out from a shaggy patch of fur. you finally let out a high pitched sigh at the sight of it, understanding there would be no holding back from your most base instincts any longer. a shiver zipped through your legs and you realized after a moment that you had also revealed your soaked cunt to the creature as a mirrored reaction.

"oh... you're so lovely... may i?" its eyes were now a tone darker, pupils dilated at the gorgeous sight of your sex. it raised a gnarled hand towards you, asking your permission to crawl closer to you. the question made you keen, and all you could feel yourself able to do was give it a few more nods, albeit much more desperately. it caught on to the switch in your disposition and eagerly met you at your place against the wall, gently cradling your cheek with its extended claw, wiping your sweat-licked hair from your face. "i'll take good care of you. i swear it. whatever you need, all you have to do is ask."

"then- please- please take these off already." you quirked your brows in amusement, motioning your chin in the direction of the underwear still clinging to the ends of your legs. the beast followed the path of your eyesight and did not hesitate to slice the fabric clean off of you. the swift movement stole your breath, your eyes darting back to its face as you felt the much larger body settle between your newly accessible thighs. now that it was just a whisper away, you could see the litany of scars trailing up and down its furred skin. at a moment's weakness, you reached out to settle your hands softly on its chest, tracing what appeared to have been a wide gash along its ribs.

the creature quelled its ferocity to fully allow itself to feel your touches, shivering from the unfamiliarity. "does it terrify you...? knowing i'm just as able to cause you the same hurt?" the question caused your thoughts to stutter. perhaps you felt a sympathy, or a muted relatability to the location of the closed wound. in an impulse, you leaned forward to kiss at the scar and wrap your hands behind the creature's maned neck, lingering there to fully revel in the warmth emanating from its body. all you knew was that fear no longer had place in your scent. there was naught but admiration and infatuation.

"no. i like everything i see." your words brought out a low whine from the creature's throat, and you rested your head back against the wall to stare into its amber eyes as you said your final coherent thoughts. "i want you to give me everything. all of you. don't hold back, please."

in a split second, the creature's gaze on you transformed into a ravenous determination. "so be it." you felt its claws swarm both sides of your waist as it lined up its groin right against yours, the tip of its length nudging and swirling your own tcock around in what you could only imagine were both of your slicks. the white heat was back with a vengeance and the overwhelming sensation ripped out a nearly painful sounding whimper from you, fingers gripping tightly onto the fur under your hands. drops of spit from the beast's maw plastered themselves onto your chest as it growled, spurring its hips forward to slightly inch its cock into the pool it had made of your cunt.

"you're already so opened up for me, precious thing. it's like you were already thinking of a wolfcock like mine sliding right in before i caught you." the creature's voice infiltrated your mind and you felt yourself go completely lax, barely managing to babble out your agreement in your dizziness. you bit your bottom lip, nodding and spreading your legs further out to the sides as a response, pathetically pulsing your own hips forward to try swallowing up more of its length into you. if the creature seemed like it grinned down at you, you weren't able to tell past the rows of already bared teeth. "well, i suppose i should give you exactly what you need for being so flattering."

then there was a short circuit.

your head was no longer against the wall. rather than looking forward into nonhuman eyes, you now stared up at them. your hands grasped at the skin under the creature’s fur like it was made of rope. your body was being rocked back and forth onto the floor as if it had turned to waves in the ocean. there was an indescribable stretch of painful pleasure at the entrance of your cunt. your breath was coming out ragged, scraping past a scream escaping from a part of your soul you weren't even aware existed.

your hips had been pulled up onto the creature’s kneeling lap when it sheathed its cock inside your drooling hole, and it was now thrusting into you relentlessly. there was barely the possibility of a single gasp to process how full you had become, how quickly you allowed this creature to defile you. you felt the end of its tapered cock twitching against your cervix as it slapped the bulb of its knot over and over into your swollen tcock. the beast’s face rounded in on your own, opening its mouth to lick into yours at an attempt to muffle your ongoing cries. the filth of this action finally made you come back to, and you wasted no time reciprocating. bringing your hands down to cradle the sides of its scruffy face, your screaming ceased as you felt your tongue swirling around the other’s, drawing out groans of ecstasy from both of your chests.

once you both broke the ravenous kiss for air, you felt your blood surge into your vision. you had a near laser focus on the sight of the monster's length pummeling in and out of your cunt as its claws began to scratch into the skin around your hipbones. it had noticed you watching and slightly slowed down, nearly pulling out. the thought of losing the burning flow inside of you made your stomach flip and you reached out to painfully grip the hands holding onto your body. "no! nonono please don't! keep destroying my hole. you feel so-" you'd never heard your voice occupy such a hoarse tone before. desperate? sure. but not as if your lifeline had been threatened. you struggled to clear your throat and the last of your sentence came out cracked. "so fucking good- sososogood please give me more-"

the rutting stilled to a total stop and you received a low chuckle above you. the sound of it almost made your eyes start to water, unsure if it was cruel. "sweet human... don't fret." it released one of its claws to once again caress the side of your flushed face, comforting warm fuzz making your head drop into the touch. you peered up at it under your eyelashes, awaiting another thrust into ecstasy. what you received was much more unexpected. "i just wanted to make sure you had a better view, since i can see that's what you crave." your mouth went slightly agape at the response when you suddenly felt the hand on your cheek move to cradle the back of your neck. your entire body was marionetted upwards as the creature grabbed around under your waist with its other arm and unhinged its knees, throwing both of your weights backwards, the crash thundering around the exposed concrete of the room.

the creature braced the majority of the fall, yet your smaller frame still shook the most from it, feeling its length once again bottom out deeply into you at the new angle. your arms were now braced on a partially furred abdomen, and your legs splayed out lamely on the sides of its hips. your head swam in the rapture of the pressure against your insides, and you threw your head back as an unholy moan left your lips. you were only half conscious of the fact that you were the one to restart your dance of sin with this inhuman thing, bouncing and rutting down onto its cock. clawed fingertips roamed down your chest and played with your newly hypersensitive nipples, whipping its hips upwards to meet your movements. you continued to grind down even further to rub your smaller cock into its knotted shaft, chasing the high you had been deprived of since the very moment you realized what was happening to you in the mirror of the club's restroom.

a bark of laughter made your head snap back downwards to meet the creature's own lustcrazed gaze. "your sounds are exquisite, little pet... but you're missing the show you desired, aren't you?" two claws gripped at and forced your chin fully down to have you stare where both of your crotches met, your eyes going wide as you saw something stirring under your skin. you had to conjure a nearly unfathomable clarity in your mind to comprehend what you were watching. that with each thrust, you could see the bulge where your womb was being fucked into. in the haze of your heat, knowing your cunt was truly being molded for this creature's cock alone felt so grand, so much more than you could have ever asked for, you were overcome with emotions and sensed an odd moisture trail down your face.the beast released its grip from your chin as it continued pounding upwards, wiping the tears that were dripping from your eyes. "that's it, precious one. yes, you're taking me so well. feel all of it." your hole clenched down tightly at the low rasp of its praise, and your moans descended into fully inhibited sobbing as you lost all feeling besides the need to climax. twitching with you, the creature brought down its now tear drenched hand onto your tcock and began rubbing you off with its knuckles. it craved the feeling of your cunt swallowing down around its knot with nearly as much fervor, your heat damn well contagious. it was only by a few threads that the monster under you didn't allow itself to succumb, one being a silent promise it had made to you.

once you had exposed your slick cunt to this creature, it knew it had to not only quell your need, but have you for itself as well. it had sworn to bring you to ecstasy first so that all it was left to do was plug your hole and truly claim you.

with the new stimulation of your tcock being jerked off in the creature’s rough grasp, piled on top of all the sensations you were already experiencing, it was no wonder you felt your core buckle as you began to scream silently. at the forefront of your pleasure, you felt the coil inside you wound itself tighter and tighter until it became downright unbearable. opening up your throat with a gasped inhale, you let a stream of consciousness flow out from your lips as you locked eyes with the beast once again.

“pleaseplease i’m gonna come- i’msoclose oh fuck! yes fuck me hard fill me up letmecomepleasefuckfuckfuck-” your words brought out the most uncanny growl you had heard from the creature yet and it pulled your body down onto its torso with an arm wrapped around your waist. suddenly your back was the one flat on the floor, the hulking figure now above you. in your drabble, you had not realized your positions had been flipped and the utter helplessness of it made your legs shake as the coil inside you sprung free. there was a serene whisper in your ear as you lost all reasoning to your climax shredding through every nerve in your body.

“oh you feel so deliciously tight around me. fuck it, i need you too- hold on tight, my dear. i’ll make sure you’re mine-”

your legs were then hiked higher up than you understood possible, and with a single shove from the hips above you, your cunt fluttered through your orgasm and accepted the creature’s knotted cock pulsing into you. with the loudest cry of the entire night, you closed your eyes and felt the darkness of the room disappear. your vision was gone and you saw nothing but the white burn of your heat’s absolution. it felt purifying, knowing this beast’s seed was spilling into you with no abandon, no way to back away from it. you were locked together, and you were truly marked and bred.

your breathing seemed to take hours before it slowly returned back to its usual rate. you heard the rush of blood retreating from your ears and reopened your eyes to the wild sight of the moonlit locks atop the creature’s head. your stiff muscles around the figure on top of you all seemed to twitch simultaneously and you heard a grunt from over your shoulder. you were weak, but you didn’t want to let go anytime soon. there was a euphoria coursing through your body so unparalleled that you nearly thought suffering through each heat naturally could be worthwhile if this was your reward. you tentatively licked your lips and mumbled out for the creature, needing to look at its eyes as it filled you.

you blinked and then its gaze was upon you again, eyes shining golden in your mutual afterglow. you felt an electric comfort zip through you once you realized you were being looked upon with a fawning admiration. “you were… so good, darling… still feel so perfect around me…”

of course. you had nearly forgotten the creature’s knot would bound your cunt to it for much longer after your climaxes. you breathed out a chuckle, rasping out a response. “you were too, i’ve never been fucked as perfectly as you just did. please… don’t leave.” you clenched around its bulb and the action made the thick seed inside you slightly slosh. you felt as it dribbled out into your puffy folds, and the creature nearly whimpered. so it was possible to overstimulate such a monster, you figured. how exciting.

“please, my sweet tempter. tell me your name?”

you stretched your body languidly as you were overcome with a pleasant drowsiness, bringing a hand over to pet at the fur around its neck. you whispered out your answer and fought against your eyelids fully closing. then you saw, rather than felt, as an extremely fluffy shape waved around behind the beast. you giggled and let the movement of the tail wagging trance you into a steady sleep.

when you would come to, there was an immediate protest to any movement using your sore body. regardless of such a heavy fatigue, you felt… lighter. you felt freed. you felt… mysteriously soothed and cozy. it was as if you had been transported to a sunny cloud, an entirely different landscape from your dreams. in your confusion, you peered out from behind your fingers and realized you in fact had been moved. it was bright out again with the sun having risen, and your surroundings were no longer cold in both form and temperature. you were swaddled up in a litany of bedsheets and covers, plenty of pillows around your head and feet. alas, as amazing as it all felt, a twinge of distress formed in your chest due to the unknown location of this comforting haven. rubbing your eyes awake, you were soon met with your answer.

down on the floor besides the bed you had found yourself in, you found another person laying in a seemingly makeshift cot of their own. it was naught but a singular throw blanket draped across their chest and legs, with a large full length pillow cradled under their arms. their head was partially covered by a hand as they slowly breathed into the fabric, well and truly passed out. how odd, you thought, not being able to recognize someone who supposedly helped you through your heat. had your fever raised so high your mind created its own fantasy around the possibility of a perfectly mundane event- someone, simply human, picking you up at the club and bringing you home for a night of fun?

you shook your head and decided to become in tune with your body, sliding out of the covers and gently landing onto the carpet. you padded quietly and found the clothes you had worn the night before slightly organized onto a lounge chair across the room. remembering how terribly you had sweat, your throat lurched with a parched feeling. you were awfully thirsty. you turned back around, praying for any possible drink somewhere in the room and found an oasis. there seemed to be options for you on the nightstand, though some of them were questionable. you opted for the simple water bottle and unscrewed the cap, throwing your head back to gulp the liquid down.

that was when you felt it. a soreness beyond muscle, beyond tiredness. a feeling hot and deep over the skin of your neck that made you whelp with pain. after you swallowed, your free hand shot up to feel what you thought must have been an open wound around your jugular. when your fingertips made contact, they felt nothing but smooth skin. confused, you pressed in further and then felt that burning yet again, like a pulse affected by movement alone. your phone was dead on the nightstand left charging, but you worried turning it on to use the camera might cause noise and disturb the other person still fast asleep.

you quietly cleared your throat and decided to step towards the mirror resting on the wall nearest to them, careful on your feet. from this point of view, you could slightly make out the features of their face better. a rounded chin, deepset yet closed eyes. slight scruff on their jaw. you wondered what their name was, why you chose to be vulnerable with them. you turned into your reflection and slightly stretched out your neck, hoping it didn’t look as bad as it felt.

you were unfortunately found very mistaken. seeing a wide gnarling rosy mark, akin to rows of pointed fangs having bitten into your flesh. there was only texture to it under the skin, the purpling of your broken capillaries like exploding fireworks around each imprint of a tooth. you couldn’t help the loud gasp that escaped your mouth, suddenly understanding why this bruise felt the way it did. it was no ordinary hickey caused in any passionate tumble. you had entrusted this person with your body and went so far as to give them your life as well. you had been bred. marked. mated.

you heard their breathing pick up behind you, letting out a muffled hiss at your noise and shifting over to the source. you knew all they wanted to do was understand what had woken them up.

but when you looked towards the reflection of them besides you on the ground, you were met with the same heart in your throat feeling you had felt when you first saw a towering figure in the doorway of that condemned building. your mouth remained agape when their stare met yours. it had all been true. none of last night had been your feverish imagination. you belonged to them. to it.

the amber eyes looking up at you were real.

[courage-a-word-of-justice]

Cardcaptor Sakura: Clear Card-hen 1 | Gakuen Babysitters 1 | Idolish7 3 | Zoku Touken Ranbu Hanamaru 1 | Karakai Jouzu no Takagi-san 1 | Miira no Kaikata 1 | Death March 1

The debuts for the winter season keep coming, but we’re almost at the end of them with this post.

Cardcaptor Sakura: Clear Card 1

Note I don’t have any prior experience with Cardcaptor Sakura aside from 1 volume of manga and watching the show in passing while other people were watching it, plus knowing about a few spoilers and the show’s reputation as a seminal magical show show…then in more recent days, I finished 2 episodes of it (in fact as of the day I’m typing this, I finished episide 2 today!).

This OP makes Sakura look like later-stage Sailor Moon, and I think that’s the point.

Where did the bear in Syaoran’s hand go when Sakura hugged him?

Eriol! I don’t really know much about him, and I knew I should’ve known about him before starting this, but…it was a bit of a shock to see a character I technically haven’t seen the debut of with my own eyes.

I get the feeling these are the “two bears” from the prologue OVA…

Emails! In the world of Cardcaptor Sakura! Wow, I feel old…and I didn’t even grow up with her.

Hot dang! Gimme dat bishie (Yue)! I knew he was coming, but…I still don’t really know how he came to be!

Wow, this Yamazaki kid spouts such rubbish! I’m looking forward to seeing him in the main series now.

It’s pretty obvious I need to watch the original before understanding this fully, so I’m putting it on hold.

Gakuen Babysitters 1

I’m here for my Ume and Nishiyama. I’m not particularly good at dealing with kids, especially younger kids, but this doesn’t make me run for the hills either.

Ryuichi involves the kanji for “dragon” and Kotaro has the kanji for “tiger”.

That man with the hat is so not sketchy…

I’ve never heard of NAS before (but I have heard of NAZ through Idolish7).

That joke Saikawa told actually worked! These shows may all be middling this winter, but I’d be happy with even some of them on my docket. I’ve been pleasantly surprised more often than not that I haven’t found “stinker of the season” yet.

The comedy for this show’s really on point, although the overall design is a tad lackluster.

K-Kamitani?! Apparently Ume-chan’s character is Hayato Kamitani, so that’s how Ume got involved, so to speak. This sudden intro of 4 kids works on a story scale, but not in a way any person can process without pausing the video (or getting individual intros later).

Well, there are those individual intros I was asking for. Spoke too soon.

It’s actually kinda sad and quite telling how independent Kotaro is. (I still find it extremely hilarous Nishiyama – whose first name is Kotaro - didn’t voice Kotaro, although from a practical standpoint I understand why.)

Usaida has such bedroom eyes, it’s hard to ignore (because they make him look like En)! Dangit, I want my En back!

This brings back memories. My mum used to deal with kids all the time, and of course I was in the background for some of the shenanigans.

Dragon puppet symbolism, eh? (see the dotpoint a bit back about Ryuichi’s name)

As soon as this guy (who kinda looks like something out of Haikyuu) started demanding Taka come with him, I screamed. That character doesn’t seem very Ume, but…uh, it’s Ume. Gotta deal with it. Now that I listen to their voices properly though, Ume does have a “big bro” voice and Nishiyama a “earnest young man” voice.

Oh dear. Taka’s imprinted on me already, and I don’t even like boys that age.

I haven’t felt a genuine sense of danger from any of these winter shows until this one, so it seems like it’s one of the strongest debuts. Then again, CCS was my frontrunner before this and YuruCamp the second best, so I guess I can’t talk, eh?

Gah, I feel like I wanna cry now. That is a strong premiere!

I have a real problem with how anime tears come out in globs. Then again, I’m too much of a crybaby, as my notes can attest…so I guess no arguing here.

Should it be “Chairman” or “Chairwoman”???

Tsundere grandma. Now there’s something I thought I’d never think in my life…

Oh, I didn’t realise earlier but Taka = “hawk” and Hayato = “falcon man”. Animal jingoism at its finest!

Whoo, that was a real nice debut. I thought I was too old for this stuff, but it’s a keeper!

Idolish7 3

It’s a good thing I chose to cover episodes 1 – 2 so I won’t have to do them now.

I didn’t notice Nagi getting all huggy there with everyone in range (the first time, at least).

In case you don’t know from all the other idol shows, the centre is the one in centre stage. They’re often seen as the leader, so it’s a very important position.

This song can’t be anything but Monster Generation! Woohoo!

Wow, I haven’t seen one of those “watch from a distance” things in a while. Makes me nostalgic.

“Ichi” would probably refer to Iori, right? (He has the kanji for “one” in his name.)

Wowee, Nagi’s entendre…is really thick. Like pudding.

I agree, brothers can be so strange…

“…spoil me sometimes.” - Laying on the entendre thicker than custard here, Iori!

These boys are so into their Magical Kokona. I want in now.

Tamaki really is an En-chan…En-chan! Come back! (But why does Tamaki have no socks???)

These ED outfits are so elaborate! Ooh! Imagine a gender-swapped cosplay of them, that’s be great!

Who’s that on the edge of the ED video though? (You can see something hopping up and down.)

Zoku Touken Ranbu Hanamaru 1

Can we please just call this “Hanamaru 2” like Crunchyroll? “Zoku” just refers to a continuation…anyways, I got Hanamaru season 1 done last year while dealing with Katsugeki, so…here I come, sword boys!

Didn’t Hanamaru get a dub, by the way? Why would you dub this? For me to criticise it? The Touken Ranbu fanbase is kinda small…

W-Wait, did they just write Yams out of this season? Yams is the protag (if not a protag) here! What did Ichiki do now to deserve this???

It was getting too hard to jump through the proxies to play Touken Ranbu as of late, so I deleted my DMM account. Even still, the sword boys have multiplied since I left! Yikes!

Wow, unexpected 1st person bit there, Kashuu/Masuda. I thought I told the industry to stop doing that…

Exposition wave…I don’t need this wave, but I guess anime-only fans might. Carry on, Heshikiri.

So this multiple Konnosuke thing wasn’t a Katsugeki-only gag? Oh dear, my head’s spinning…

I don’t think I noticed, but Kashuu uses a brush (and not a specialty brush provided in the lid of nail polish). Probably because in Touken Ranbu, plastic isn’t much of a concept…

I still appreciate how Kashuu was this Saniwa’s starter. Makes me feel warm and fuzzy for my own TR days…

Photos are a nice way to recap. After all, 1 picture speaks 1000 words.

Wow, Shishiou’s a real chibi compared to these tachi. But Shishiou’s a tachi too…

Dang, I’m jealous. These bros were around when I was a TR player, and I missed ‘em! Dang Kebishii drops!

So that thing really is a nue. I could never see it on Shishiou’s card, y’know.

Hmm…considering the bros are new swords, the Saniwa’s strategy is to level up them up using the younger bro as leader (remember, the leader gets more experience). I see…

A “pincer attack” is a V shape, so the description fits the Crane Wings formation…

I can’t say I wasn’t impressed by Akashi just then. Come to think of it, he didn’t have any battles in Hanamaru’s 1st season.

A double attack suits a pair like this, of course!

Oh my gosh, they even got two dfferent voice actors for the Konnosukes! LOL!

Hanamaru’s EDs kept changing and it seems like they’ll continue to change, eh? This one looks quite spiffy.

The style of this ED doesn’t look like Hanamaru at all. It was probably done by the original illustrator for the swords.

It’s a great return to form for Hanamaru! I’m sold!

Karakai Jouzu no Takagi-san 1

Another day, another long title…plus this show I would’ve passed on, if not for that resolution…

Michiko Yokote is on a lot of shows I watch. I don’t really know what her influence is, but it seems she’s genuinely competent at what she does.

So…uh, Gendo pose anyone?

I think the teacher is the best part of this. I’ve been a bit of Tonari no Seki-kun, and the pull of that is the sheer ludicrousness of what Seki does with his stuff. However, there didn’t seem to be any intervention aside from Yokoi (I think that was her name)…

Nishikata’s reactions are just way too easy to read…

Well, that was okay, but it’s definitely a show to binge all at once. On to the “on hold” pile it goes.

Wait, but they missed a segment (the 100 yen segment). Gotta skip forward…

I didn’t get any laughs out of that show at all, but it’s still a decent school SoL.

How to Keep a Mummy 1

I have absolutely no experience with this manga, mind you…aside from seeing this tiny mummy on Comico…

Wow, if the mummy can fit in his shoe…how big is it?

The translation of “ready” is surprisingly ganbaru, and there’s a “but” mentioned in the Japanese title missing from the English. Also, “ready” has sexual connotations I’d rather not pair with a tiny mummy…I’d say the translation of the episode title should be something more along the lines of “White, Round, Small, Very Wimpy But [Also] Tries Its Hardest” (“It” being the mummy and not Pennywise…).

Is Dracula even public domain right now? (Does anyone care about the intellectual property of a classic vampire novel anyway? Because I sure don’t.)

Can we please start making jokes about how Sora’s daddy got him a mummy? It may seem childish, but I’m tempted to now.

This mummy is so adorable, I think it even beat out the kids from Gakuen Babysitters! Geesh, I’m spoilt this season! It completely set off my moe senses, and I don’t even have any!

It imprinted on him! Oh wow!

The mummy doesn’t even have a mouth…how can it spit things-oh wait. That’s the joke, isn’t it?

Come to think of it, crybaby characters ae few and far between. However, between this and Devilman…er, Crybaby…they’ve suddenly become popular…I guess?

It’s like a harem, only it’s between a dog and a mummy. Why I never…

One of the best things about anime is that you can learn about other cultures through the things included offhandedly…like that molokhiya thing that Sora mentioned. Apparently it’s a Jewish vegetable of some sort.

Do mummies get jet lag too? I was just thinking how Comico stories, with their full colour and yet simple design (to allow for downward scrolling and intake by the eyes) are perfect for anime.

I listened to the show with volume for once…because Tazuki seems to be the guy voiced by Keisuke Koumoto…and I think I was on the money there. Plus, Sora’s VA really sells the delivery of jokes (although he seems to be voiced by a woman…?)!

Yamanba…like Yamanbagiri’s namesake. The mountain hag, right?

Yep, I was right on the money with Tazuki being Koumoto. Kamitani Tazuki, it seems his name is…

This dance ending’s kind of cute, too. It’s a keeper!

Death March 1

(looks at title just above this dotpoint) C’mon. There’s no way I’m going to repeat “Death March to the Parallel World Rhapsody” over and over again for at least 11 or 12 episodes…by the way, I’m here because I was reading a KonoSuba novel and saw an ad for this, just in time for the anime…

“SADA”, my butt…

I love how they almost replicated Windows 8 in this show. Or is it 7, or 10? They don’t show the taskbar, which is the main visual difference between 8 and 10, but either way the Windows replication without being sued is really something…

This OP’s gonna make me dizzy someday…

Classes, eh? So that means Suzuki’s working with an OOP language. Plus you can see Cortana on the computer as the mention of classes goes by, meaning that person’s on Windows 10.

UML.

By the way, Satou is a fairly common name in Japan…at least to my knowledge. But Suzuki is a pretty common one, too, hence the mistake.

The client? Unless Suzuki is referring to the client as in the program, it could also mean the client as in the person/group who wants the game made. Considering what he says though involving a call, it’s probably the latter.

That’s the second show with a lost kid in the first episode. It seems a bit trite, don’tcha think?

According to his phone map (flip phone!), he’s in Akihabara.

FFL…eh? Google says there are multiple Final Fantasy games for Android, meaning I’ve probably thinking of Fire Emblem Fates (which doesn’t match), and there’s no such thing as Final Fantasy 50 (L in Roman numerals) yet.

That’s the second time they mentioned work/daily life being a death march. Can we not???

Come to think of it, Suzuki looks like Nobuaki (King’s Game), which doesn’t bode well for either show.

Apparently you can get Facebook Messenger for Windows 10, which I didn’t know…

“…being a corporate slave.”

C’mon! This ain’t the Animatrix, but still, if you’re trying to make stuff look technological, at least make it look a bit better.

Third time they’ve mentioned “death march”.

It might just be Houseki no Kuni’s fault, but this CGI is really janky.

Welllll…at least it looks like a game.

Welllllllll…at least they knew where to put their money for some sakuga…

This running through fields scene is either a homage to Every Anime Opening ever, or Pokémon. I distinctly remember it being in Emerald’s opening animation, at least.

Dude, if you want to look for a wyvern, do it from the ground where you won’t get injured, dumb Satoo.

Does this look a lot like Berserk (2016) with all its CGI knights…or is that just me?

Zena…? I might be showing how old I am with this (or how much I scour the internet), but…by any chance, do you mean this gal instead?

I think I’ve had enough of this flip for now, so I’m putting it on hold.