#oughh finally posting

[iheartmangomonster]

tim of thee

[someiicecube]

"That Damned Angel..."

part 1

part 2

"An... Unexpected Reaction."

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[icewindandboringhorror]

Some (late) holiday photos of the boye~!

[sunnibits]

we need to normalize borrowing your friends sweaters platonically. romantic couples can NOT be gatekeeping this shit fr.

[yummycrummy]

Oopsie

[birdricks]

spiral of ants…. citadel/cfc song. btw

[kukkakisu]

Old Friend.

Words; 1,252 Content Warnings; N/A Conductor has a reunion with a familiar figure from the past.

The last thing Conductor expected to hear in the everlasting snowstorms was the cry of a child. It wasn't often it went outside, but occasionally it would join its companions there. It wanted to keep an eye on the Bracken, for one and secondly. Well. There was a yearning of sorts. One it wouldn't put to words even if it was asked to. Even if the weather wasn't pleasant, it was still nice to step outside now and then. It was where it was designed to be, after all.

Gears clicked as it walked with a purpose, warm steam emitting from the mouth of the metallic suit it had been with for centuries now. It had its ways of staying warm, but even for it, too long in this weather would be a death sentence. To anyone unwise it would have been a strange thing to hear in the snowy landscape, its movements sounding almost like a slowly approaching steam train. Not that those were made, or remembered anymore. Ancient creations at this point, long forgotten by the humans alive in this era.

The closer Conductor got to the crying, the clearer it became what it was. A whistle of surprise left it, echoing in the air like a locomotive that announced its arrival at a station. What was the poor thing doing here? Surely it shouldn't have been in a place like this. It was aware of their habits of travel, but Rend was far from home. One shouldn't have come here, considering it wouldn't be possible to fly back home.

It was familiar with them. It knew their limits. Their strengths. It didn't need to see one to know what it was. The sound alone was enough. It resonated with it, its scanner picking up the distress signal with ease.

A bright light shined toward Conductor and the figure behind the cries came into view. A massive robot. Even the ground trembled beneath it as it stepped towards the Nutcracker but Conductor stood still, its gaze fixed on the huge war machine. To it, they weren't a threat. It wasn't afraid.

There was a familiar softness it felt. One it reserved for only a few. It wasn't like it to be that way but… It couldn't help it. The Old Bird's cries were never something it liked to hear. It was designed to not be affected by it, given it was meant to work together with them. Yet still, there was a part of it that felt it tug at its code in a way it could not explain. It might have been a fault, an error even, but it didn't care. For this small moment, it let the feeling wash over it like a warm wave that returned to the shore after its long journey in the ocean.

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Conductor kept its gaze as it communicated with the machine, another set of steam leaving it. It didn't have to wait long for a response.

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The Old Bird's cries continued, loud enough that not even the winds muffled it entirely. Yet their silent conversation together was heard loud and clear. No amount of noise was able to break that connection. Conductor extended its hand. The only one it had left.

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With that, the robot went silent. It stood still for a moment, keeping its yellow light on the Nutcracker-- illuminating its figure like a spotlight. Then, it reached for it. A threatening display for most, yet Conductor remained still as the large claws wrapped around its body and raised it upward as if it weighed nothing. It stopped once more as if processing the unspoken words that had been shared with it.

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The hand moved, placing the other to sit on their shoulder. The claws opened and the hand moved back down, leaving it to rest closely against their head. Conductor felt a warmness spread at the Old Bird's words. It wasn't the machinery in it that kept it warm, this time, but rather a feeling of fondness. It had been a long time since it had been called that. Much too long.

A few tendrils slithered under its head, pushing it upwards so it could see better. They looked the same, albeit a lot more withered and rusted. There was a lot of maintenance to do. Lucky for it, Conductor had become quite good at acquiring parts for anything it needed to repair during its long time on this moon. It would be a hassle to keep it in good condition, given the harsh weather this place had. Still, it was a challenge it was willing to take. It owed them that much. They deserved better than to wander around aimlessly, lost and scared, without a purpose.

They deserved a home.

Conductor lowered its head back down and the metal clanked as it made contact with itself. Its gears whirred in preparation, a cloud of steam beginning to steadily leave it. It whistled, though this time it had a clearer tune to it. A soothing melody that echoed through the air like a song.

The Old Bird made a sound once more as well, though this time it was different. It wasn't a noise that it was programmed to make, but rather something akin to a hum. Something Conductor had taught it. Something it wanted to and liked to do on its own accord.

They followed its melody and the two continued their performance like birds that sang together in unison.

Conductor placed its hand against the Old Bird's head giving it a light pat. Like a parent soothing a child. Traveling this far couldn't have been an easy journey to make.

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With that, the machine began to quiet down. Its scanning light flickered for a moment before it too shut off. Slowly, but surely the Old Bird powered down. It was just a temporary sleep, but one they very much deserved. Only after they became inactive, did the Nutcracker stop its whistling.

Conductor had a lot of work to do until it would wake up again. It shifted its posture and jumped down on the cold ground, snow scattering under its weight as it landed. It moved to gaze at the silent, still figure once more and spoke something, even if they couldn't hear it now. There wasn't a point to talk but… Perhaps it was feeling a bit sentimental at this unexpected reunion.

"Rest well, old friend."

[cloudsrust]

(CW: Genshin Impact talking)

The fact that yesterday night I said fuck it and sketched a quick Baizhu headshot before bed after yEARS of wanting to draw him.. and today I stumbled upon the first leaks after a good while I'm-

[oldbookist]

resting easy because my only final this semester is on 1820s-1848 france…i wish y’all luck though

[ruporas]

Sorry for the late update, but the sample finally arrived to meeee 😭❤️ I’ll have more details soon, but preorders will finally open later this week!

i got an opportunity to make a plush recently so naturally i made wolfwood! this IC is to gauge interest for full production and how many wolfwoods i'll be expecting in the future world [ID in alt].

please fill out this form if you'd be interested in a mini wolfwood!

*this is not a preorder form, this is only an interest check

[intotheelliwoods]

I love nearly singlehandedly providing this fandom with the Present and Future Leo fluff it did not know it needed <3

I mentioned it a bit in the ESSAY in this post, but to restate, I do not have any plans on having the two fight. Or have any form of resentment! There will never be such a time do not worry :)

They are both very impressed and astounded over how much the other has grown!

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2AL absolutely slayed no doubt about that. I would have reblogged or said something about it, but honestly it was just really funny watching my mutuals fight the bloody battle in my honor lmao

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I actually mentioned this a good bit in this post! I have indeed thought about this on multiple occasions!

Regarding Future Leo and Splinter: OUghh I will forever think about how their reunion would go, but so many other people have done their own take on the reunion to the point where I do not see much of a need to add my own take, since it would not be very different from the others (as in it would involve crying, hugging, face cradling, something about getting so big, you know, the usual)

Regarding Present Leo and Splinter: Ok now THIS could actually actually go somewhere as a new concept, I ended up just doodling this thinking about it haha. Splinter would be very pained over the whole situation, it already hurts him to see his sons go off on dangerous missions, its another to see that one now bears a permanent wound from it. I think Splinter, along with mostly everyone else, would avoid looking at the missing arm as much as they can, until the proshetic comes in anyways. Leo meanwhile, is definitely using "it was bound to happen no matter what I did" as his excuse and reasoning for why no one should feel bad about the ordeal

Though before I do literally anything with Splinter I need to stop being a coward and finally get to work on the Casey comic oops

@dandywonderous

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I am assuming this is from the arm cut off scale, in which case, congratulations anon you are a normie

2 through 4 <- the normie range /j

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Little sidenote meanwhile: I am begging you all to have a little bit of mercy when sending in art requests/suggestions. Little doodle requests are fun! Asking me to create a full comic or something that will take me multiple hours is not fun. I was not going to bring it up but seeming as its happened multiple times now I thought I should just say a something.

The only reason the last comic was "inspired" by two anon asks was because one of them actually genuinely inspired me, and the other was nice and vague enough that I could incorporate it into its story.

[ariseur]

HAIII I've read about all of ur DMC posts and they always make me feel gushy and silly OUGHH can I request a lil fluffy blurb of Nero with a reader who confesses their crush on him accidentally after a particularly bad fight w a demon?? Ty!!!! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

“well, this wasn’t really what i was hoping to do this evening but,” you looked back at the horde of chaoses headed straight for you, the scales on their back glinting as they caught sight of you and nero, “i guess i could use a little workout.” you looked towards your companion, a quizzical look on his face with blue rose slung over his shoulder. “so could you, y’know.”

“nah,” he said, charging up his devil breaker— or nico’s masterpiece, as she’d like to call it, “i’m good.” with that, he approached into the crowd, evading all their charges towards him as they whipped their tails.

you rolled your eyes, “ever so arrogant.” you unsheathed your own weapon, parrying one of the attacks that the chaos tried to get on you, it’s tail whooshing back and forth as it anticipated your next move.

he guffawed, “not arrogant! just know i’m— that— good!” he clenched his teeth as he rolled away from one of their attacks, successfully striking a vulnerable spot and knocking two of them down.

few more comments and where were you at now? kneeling over nero with deteriorating demon husks behind you, hands on his chest as you urged him to lay back down. “you’re hurt, nero.”

“relax, i’m— damnit!” his eyes scrunched close while his hand darted over to his abdomen, an aching sensation overtaking his stomach as he laid back down. you made sure to put your hand under his head to gently let it down so it wouldn’t hit the hard, concrete tile.

“listen, i appreciate the help— ugh, i guess. but you can just let me up.

“no, actually— i cant.”

“uh.. yes, you can.”

“nope,” you popped the p, “can’t do that.” you coaxed him to sit up against the wall since he was so antsy, patting his leg as you peered down at him— his eyes narrowed with skepticism. “can’t have nothin’ happen to you.”

“why? you got a crush on me or something?”

“yep, got problem with that?” your eyebrow quirked as you looked back up at him, tearing your eyes away from the pay phone nearby. maybe you’d watch his reaction a little more before going to call nico. he gulped, looking around as if somebody could hear. “well, no.” he finally said.

“then listen to me, ‘just that good’.” you stood up, darting over to the pay phone so nero wouldn’t have anything else to say.

he let out a breathless laugh, clutching his stomach as he tried to keep it to a minimum— so as to both not alert any nearby demons and to try and not strain himself as badly. he watched as you threw him a soft smile, holding the phone to your ear as you called nico.

knowing her, she wouldn’t take long before her van pulled up and would almost kill both of you from how reckless she drove, but nero couldn’t think of that when all he thought about was your words— how casual you were. he wondered how long you had held your feelings towards him for, and he wondered if they were as long as his. unfortunately, the rumbling of an approaching engine and tires skidding interrupted both of your thoughts, the silent moment now gone. you two would definitely talk about this later, you thought.

[icewindandboringhorror]

Daily Log 4

Trying out (probably just temporarily) making short daily-ish notes about things, in an attempt to see if it helps me be more reflective or productive lol.

Activities: Woke up late because I went back to sleep with a headache briefly, then kind of struggled to focus all day ToT

Worked more on the aforementioned tapestry/painting type of thing. I've done the base layer of painting for the main image, now I'm lining in darker outlines. I wanted to finish the center art before getting into the intricate borders. Still haven't translated the text lol..

Made a small bowl and also a little box with a lid out of more avocado pits. Still just with random nail cuticle tool things and kitchen knives, as I don't have proper carving tools.

Finished editing and proofreading the new poll adventure post!! I don't have time to post it tonight because I need to get to sleep early but.. I have it Completely 100% Ready.. finally..

Also washed the clothes I got together yesterday. Called about the bloodwork. Sent an email to a doctor.

Reviewed some writing documents to get back into my game maybe?? (basically, I started working on a visual novel type game a few years ago, decided it was a huge project so kind of put it on the backburner for a while in favor of things that were more easily finishable/tangible. then later on a game website I play (similar to neopets or something, there are collectable little creatures, etc.) there was an opportunity for me to design a pet on site, so I made a smaller shorter visual novel centered around that, where people on the site have to play the game in order to earn the pet, and I have a google form for them to answer a few short questions about it. All of the feedback is quite positive (reached 200 responses a while ago! though still only like 4 comments on the itch.io page lol.. Mandatory Form vs. Optional Comments evil showdown), but sometimes I get commentary that's really enthusiastic and inspires me to start back working on the OTHER bigger game. The small game was kind of like, a proof of concept that was safe because I had a guaranteed audience, that has helped me gain more insight for the larger one.

Anyway, since I've abandoned the Main Large Game for so long, I have to re-read and review/probably rewrite A LOT of things just to pick it back up again as A Thing I'm Actively Working On, so it's another one of those tasks that I do maybe 45 minutes of and then realize it's going to take days and days and get discouraged lol..

Notable sights: Saw two cats in windows. No clovers. It rained a little today but I didn't get to go outside and see it. One of the pieces of asparagus in the fridge was like the size of a carrot, comically overgrown downright ridiculous looking asparagus. Maybe I'll get taller after eating it.

Goals moving forward: Consistent sleep schedule. Focus on social activities, finding new friends in the places I want to move, communicating with ones I have. Physical therapy exercises. Plant nasturtiums. Finish and upload videos, edit costume pictures & etc.

Notable foods: ASPARAGUS AGAIN BABEY.. yeaAAAAGHHH asparagus squad !!!!!!

[shopwitchvamp]

The long awaited POSITIVE reactions post is here!! Let's look at all sorts of good & nice things people have had to say about my blazed posts like these ❤

First off, we've got the "I approve of this blaze" crowd:

Then there's the people that caught a blaze but already go here:

If nobody got me, I know these ones got me:

This collection I can only call "Things That Make You Go OUGHH":

We've also got the people that yearn:

And finally, those that can NOT be contained:

😂 I love to see it. I really wanted to take the time to make this deep fried screenshot jumble and thank everyone that leaves nice comments and tags on my posts/blazes! I read all of them as they come in, and appreciate them so much. I know I'm usually just memeing on the haters when I post comments & tags, so it may seem like that's most of what I get. But there's WAY MORE people that are so happy to see what I've got to offer, and even happy to have stumbled across a blazed post. Seeing people's enjoyment and excitement truly makes my day! Thank you all so much, -Jessica (artist/owner) 💜witchvamp.com💜

[chochomin]

snowfall (toji x fem! oc)

minors dni! cw/tags: smut with plot, piv, megumi doesnt exist yet, angst with post angst fluff, height difference, pet names (princess, brat, doll, pretty girl) loss of virginity, love bombing, and violence AN: this made me get carpel tunnel lmao i hate my computer character disc: Umeko Koizumi "the plum blossom sorcerer" known for her curse reversal healing technique and beautiful domain expansion causing those trapped in to violently choke on pollen and flowers. She is 149cm or 4'8, hip length plum shade hair; with a plum blossom hairpin accompanying her lengths, she has cloudy grey eyes with long dark eyelashes with a look of graceful sorrow, she wields a katana.

"special grade sorcerer huh? Bring it on, princess."

the trip began as Umeko had gotten commissioned on a mission in Okinawa to defeat a grotesque curse that took the appearance of a living mass, a tumor of abomination, the mass would scream and birth out different living things of the biome. Yes, it was a curse, but it was quite odd seeing tropical fish in the snowy weather. with one final blow, the curse dissipated into dark smoke.

"mmmphh..why did they even commission me..?" Umeko sighed sheathing her sword to then start going on a soothing walking the gorgeous scenery..silence..for once.

Umeko was always a people pleaser but only did it to protect the innocent. it broke her heart to see people die. Lost in thought, now caught off guard by a deep calloused laugh, she unsheathed the ages old cursed weapon.

"special grade sorcerer, huh? bring it on, princess." it was no other than Toji Zen'in, 'The Sorcerer Killer' "i heard things about you, Zen'in," her breath fogged in the cold air "oh please, just call me Toji. it doesnt matter since youll be dead soon." another chuckle before their weapons clash "oh dont be so confident." she kicked and spun around him "cursed technique: petal swarm!" umeko yelled jumping high into a tree with the blossoms swarming Toji in the mauve delicate blooms, "brat!" he husked before a clink of a chain captured the branch she was attacking from then falling into his grasp, fast. Umeko didnt try to escape, her arms still free. "domain expansion: fall of blossom" the scenery around them turning into a pristine landscape of plum trees and pagodas, Toji fell to his knees choking on the petals and pollen that fell before him "my domain is to make my opponent suffocate on the blossoms that grow and to make my allies heal from their injuries-" Toji crawled up and slashed his weapon across her face then impaling her kidney "thats..aughh..what..cunts like..oughh you get" blood and petals he spat onto her as she started to scream in pure agony watching her guts and blood spill onto the snow "..cur..cursed..reversal..technique..everlasting beauty,," she held onto the shredded fabric as her wounds healed "you're going to pretend like you don't know me, Umeko, and try to fight me like a silly little curse." he spat onto the sorcerer's almost revealed chest, her kimono shred to rags. "Its been a long time and you tell me to bring it on like im some long term rival?" warm tears stung her freezing cheeks as the snow started to fall harder.

umeko fell to the ground sobbing and begging forgiveness "toji..." she looked into his viridescent eyes with her snowy ones full of tears. "spit it out." he stared down at her "tell me youre proud and..that you didnt want to kill me..and that..you love me back" she hiccuped and shivered. Toji picked her up and wrapped his haori around her befor kissing her frozen lips

"i love you, but i hate you for leaving."

Placed on the bed undressed, her hairpin pulled out, her waves falling onto the silk sheets, harsh aggressive but gentle and loving kisses all over her body made her gasp and whimper her lovers name "toji..gentleplea..se" he left love bites across her collarbone making her squirm "let me indulge in you." the fire cracked and small licks were made to her untouched folds, his large calloused hands spread her full plump thighs apart. "not a chance" he breathed harshly out of his nose and lapped her sensitive pearl like he hadnt eaten in days. "toji,,toji..imclose.." she breathed before shrieking as one of his thick fingers entered her, ruining the rhythm making the knot dissipate. "feels good? dont it?" he teased as she swept her bangs from her brows to embarrassingly cover her face. "mmm don't hide your face, pretty girl" he frowned removing his fingers to move her hands "wha,,nooo" she blubbered before getting stretched with an unfamiliar feeling. he was heavy in her, pressing her down into a mating press. she felt like she was dying. toji held onto the window ceil above and stared down on the flustered mess that was umeko, she released sounds of bliss as his length plummeted in and out of her, shaking her cherry wood bed which she was begging him to be careful not to break but he promised no promises. "is it okay..if i cum inside of you?" toji grunted, his hips rutting then getting eager pleads for him to. Toji growled biting deep onto umekos full breast making her scream and release around him for his to eventually paint her insides.

the night seemed endless they both ravenous for each other but umeko would fall into toji's embrace at the end of the night "i love you and i dont want to leave your side," he vowed kissing her gently

The snow fell and blood trickled down his weapon, the sorcerer gone like the rest. but this time it wasnt out of hate or malice but because she had gotten struck with disease,,

[fumifooms]

was not expecting how head over heels i'd fall for marchil- i stg there's something they put in the sauce like goddamn! and i've loved seeing your posts analyzing their dynamic, really helped articulate what i was feeling. i was wondering if you had any fic recs, or any recommendations for ships with a similar vibe? i'm hungry for them...

I know right, marchil gripped me in a chokehold out of nowhere and still hasn’t let go… The sauce was designed by the demon for me to get addicted specifically. It’s been too long since I haven’t written fic for them. I’m still chipping away at my Marcille & Chil arc analysis I know I always mention it and I started the draft in January but I SWEARRR… Season 1 is ending next week :/ On the upside I’ll probably be more focused. After that analysis, which is only analyzing in depth like one aspect/half of their intertwined arc btw so who knows there might be a part 2 one day, I kept thinking it’d prob be my last marchil analysis but let’s be real, probably not. Every week I find something new to point out about them aah…… Dungeon food, ahh, dungeon food…

Fanfic rec wise, well first I have my own marchil fics, to which I mostly recommend Grind Me Down Sweetly, and then feel free to browse my marchil bookmarks for what seems good! I don’t know what your tastes are but Shroomyystar makes super good angst (and smut), my favorite being 'Til our fingers decompose, keep my hand in yours about Marcille getting deathly sick and the dilemma to confess or to not confess, incredibly haunting piece of bittersweet but soul-crushing angst AND character study. Like wow! Chilchuck I need to throw you in a river. I want you beside me is cute bedsharing banter. From me to you makes my head spin and makes me shake my screen. And- *gets dragged off before I can mention more* Meanwhile on the flipside, Anita_Amai (the first ao3 marchil writer, still going strong 👏👏) is especially great at offering short and sweet pieces, the tone is usually light and comedic and it always makes me smile and giggle, gives me fluff attacks, the fics always a strong good scene or theme idea too. Just browse and pick any, it’s a good time. There’s soo many more. Honestly I recommend just diving into the ao3 tag and start reading. You can start by kudos and read the highest ones first to dip your toes and get the community classics one out. Early on there was a recurring anon writer who did great bittersweet domestic confession stuff like this one, lifespan angst oughh... Wherever you are now thank you for all your work 😭💖 A lot of new marchil writers are starting to post too! A csm asaden fanfic writer legend just joined the tag so marchil will probably finally get some multi-chaptered fanfics haha~ But yess there’s unrequited angst, there’s self-sabotaging angst, there’s domestic fluff, there’s falling in love and bantery fluff, bunch of good stuff <3

As to ships with similar vibes: The closest I’ve seen so far is honestly weirdly close, it’s the protagonists from a romance comedy josei called Dame na watashi ni koishite kudasai or Please love useless me! I don’t want to spoil but there’s even the guy needing to move on from a doomed love + emotional distance issues and the gal slowly invading his personal life/social circle and my god… They were coworkers, he was rude, he’s a workaholic, he’s reliable, she’s sunshine and needs to get some reality checks... The banter. THE BANTER. He represses and she copes by simping for fictional characters. He made, like, a mutual aid community for ex-gangsters. They dress up in silly costumes sometimes. They’re weeeird about each other in an unlabelable way before dating in a way (in a fun marchil in canon way). It’s so funny she’s cracking open his convoluted personal drama like her morning newspapers. There’s more there’s so much more. Give up on your dreams, make money, love loses 🔥🔥 It’s honestly just a great fun read, it’s such a mood. Haven’t read the sequel yet but there’s one so really if it hooks you you’ll be fed well and for a while. The greatest bits are too spoilery but here, have the vibe.

Howl’s Moving Castle, specifically the book, and there’s a ton of themes and narratives that are so fitting for them that I couldn’t possibly all list, I already made a post on it here if you’re interested in all the details and similarities and my AU thoughts haha.

Teen Titans 2003 the show, Beast Boy x Starfire. THAT’S RIGHT I’M A BBSTAR, BAM! 💥🫶 Jokester that’s dependable x sweet and idealistic but strong and protective. Short gremlin and tall beauty. Friends-coworkers to lovers. Very soft fluffy slice of life ship I like it a lot, and I wrote a fic for it hehe. Might do more one day, I have a bunch of prompts written down and a series I really wanted to get to sob.

I almost forgot to mention Shrek. It’s SO FUNNY how well it goes sometimes… Chil Shrek, Laios Donkey, Marcille Fiona. I want to say Mickbell could be Farquaad but even Mick doesn’t deserve this slander… Shrek 2 fear that he’s not prince charming enough for her oughh. Laios getting to be a horse good for him good for him. Winged Lion singing I need a hero. Someone stop me.

There’s also zenmiyo from Touge Oni but no one reads that </3 I gotta get to my review/lore analysis about that manga it’s sooo good a fave read of mine from last year. Like it’s so fucking good. It keeps just ramping up and getting more crazily good. Scrolling through some pages rn and it’s a unique blend of comedy, philosophy and awe-inspiring visuals and creativity. Well, sort of like late Dunmeshi actually. If it had a fandom any bigger I’d be all over it constantly. And I’d also recommend Harahara Sensei / Timebomb Teacher if it had any english translation, one of my fave mangas also. It’s about mafia, and a goody two shoes willing to go through a corruption arc to save her sister x stern rude mafioso who’s there bc he’s poor and on a revenge mission, never had any other option growing up etc etc. Ok he’s not that Chilchuck but the dynamic does have that "grow up and see the world for what it is, a shithole. It’s been hell for me" vs "ok you have a point. But also have you considered not sacrificing your humanity and emotions in a self-destructive pursuit" (not that she’s in the position to talk lmaoo) like ohh my goood him throwing his popsicle stick in the fire that she lit over a corpse, it haunts me.

From the marchil Discord it’s also fun to notice ships some of us share… Csm asaden, some combination of LotR elf x short guy, fair amount of dunmeshi ships overlap too. Haven’t found the overall common thread quite yet and I’m forgetting many that have come up but lol some off the top of my head.