#senshe

[puphoods]

can i be like. im not even being a hater okay but can i be real why senshi and chilchuck. senshi thinks hes 12 for like. a significant portion of the story

[thecollectibles]

Senshing by Fano Rakotoh

[xyfanficarchive]

here, have some incredibly personal laios x reader hurt/comfort, written as therapy in the form of reader insert bcos i was sad today, might be a bit ooc idk man :)

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“You know, I actually love when you ask me for things, when you tell me you’re feeling down, or if I’ve upset you.”

You raised your red-rimmed, apprehensive gaze to meet Laios’ eyes, clear and completely earnest as he smiled at you. Weakly, you tried to return the expression. It didn’t feel very convincing.

“It makes me feel like you love me and trust me. That you trust me enough to be honest - that you trust me to comfort you, to do better by you, that you believe in me and my ability to meet your needs, that you believe I can be there for you in a way that makes you happy,” he elaborated, reaching his hands out and taking yours. “I feel valued.”

You flitted from golden eye to golden eye, searching his expression desperately for any inconsistency, any unfinished edge, any loose thread that would unravel his perfect honesty and found none. Your frail smile faltered. He was like the life-giving sun, but you felt as though you were in the desert being beat down by his radiance. You wanted to shrink away, and your shoulders hunched. Oh that sentiment was so nice, and certainly he meant it. But that just meant it would hurt exponentially more when he was done with you, when he finally realized-

“What’s going on? What are you thinking?” He stooped his head closer to yours, and tears welled up in your eyes, your lips parted in a wince as you shook your head. Laios’ brow furrowed. “No, something’s wrong. This is what I mean: I want to help you, you want me to help you, but I can’t unless you tell me what’s going on! So please just tell me what you’re thinking!” The urgency in his voice struck you like an arrow through the heart.

It wasn’t like you could be much more humiliated than you already were. It felt like it was already over, it was going to blow to pieces either way. Your thoughts felt slippery as you gathered them as best you could, your vision starting to blur. You turned your gaze downwards, you couldn’t even look Laios in the eye as you drew a shaky breath in.

“You say that, but,” your voice was quiet, “you don’t understand - we’ll both regret it when you realize…” The words caught, you couldn’t say it.

“When I realize what?” He insisted.

The few seconds of silence felt like an hour. Then, quiet as a whisper, you admitted, with much difficulty: “My needs… my feelings… I’m really hard to deal with… I'm too much... You’ll realize I’m a huge fucking burden, and then you won’t want me anymore!!” You sobbed, and before the tears could fall you covered your face with your hands and hung your head, feeling two inches tall, feeling so deeply embarrassed and ashamed to the core of your being. You wished you could just disappear.

"You think I don't already know you're a burden?"

The words shocked and pained you so deeply you stopped crying, eyes shot up in gape-mouthed, grief stricken disbelief as you recoiled. He was fast with it. All these years, nobody had ever affirmed your belief so directly, nobody had ever stated it so plainly. You'd heard many empty platitudes that were hard to believe, precisely because in the end they had always proved you right - whatever you needed the most, whenever you needed it the most, you were always left in the dust, alone and despairing, and feeling like the biggest idiot in the world for your blind hope.

You saw his face change - he cringed, looking extremely pained, and with panic started to explain: "D-Don't get me wrong! Agh..." For a moment he held his brow in his palm, then took a deep breath, composing himself before he continued. He grabbed you by the shoulders.

"Everyone's a burden, aren't they? Just thinking of my friends - Marcille is really picky and particular. Chilchuck is way too proud and secretive, and he drinks a lot. Falin is my little sister, so I have to be there for her, look out for her. And Senshi... Well, Senshi seems to have a lot figured out already." He paused, and broke eye contact for a moment to look at the floor. "And we all know how I am..." His tone was incredibly loaded, and your heart broke because he was the brightest and most vibrant being you had ever met, having faced a lifetime of hardship and betrayal and still coming out the other side so true to himself.

He leaned in closer to your face. "The point is, though, they all have needs - and they know how to ask for help when they need it! You only ask for help when it becomes an emergency. If even then." His expression softened. "I know you have lots of needs. I know because I've worked really hard to meet them, without embarrassing or scaring you by asking. And it meant a lot of thinking, constant planning, lying awake at night wondering, asking everyone for advice... It's tiring work." He went down the list and you broke his gaze, looking downwards. You felt low, ashamed at all the trouble you've caused him, all because you tried to be no trouble at all. What a right mess you've made.

"Hey, look at me," his hand came up, fingers resting so gently on your jaw, and your watery eyes obliged. "I did it because I wanted to! It makes me happy to see you happy, or fulfilled, or relieved, and to know that it's because of me! I did all of that because I love you! But I can’t keep up with all that hard work all the time. I don’t think it’s fair.” You had been fending off the tears as you listened but now the dam broke again, hot as they rolled down your face, and you sniffled as your nose clogged up. “So can you please help me help you easier? Would you please help me love you like that?” His eyes were glassy now as he looked down at you.

The cry came out of your throat as a whine as Laios took you in his arms, embracing you tight while you sobbed into his chest, clutching at the fabric of his shirt around his back. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorryyy,” you repeated through the tears and he shushed you, holding you while you cried it out until your gasping, hiccuping breaths slowed and calmed.

It was hard to say what you needed to say next, because you had to admit you were wrong about something you had believed so deeply for most of your life. It wasn’t easy to fully give up the idea that had kept you safe for so long. “I’ll try to be more honest about my feelings… and to ask for help before it’s too late…” Still in his embrace you lifted your head to look up at him, and stared into his eyes with intensity. “It’s terrifying, I won’t lie. But… I trust you.” How couldn’t you trust someone who was so deeply genuine as he was?

He leaned down and pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead between your brows, and your eyes rolled closed. When he pulled away you turned your head and pressed your ear to his chest. “I want you to be happy. I want this to work. I love you so much,” he said, and you felt the words rumble against your cheek.

“I love you too,” you murmured, lulled by the sound of his breath and heartbeat.

[darks-arts]

Woke Dungeon Meshi be like:

Senshe/her !!

Matriarchy-cille!!!!

izutsumi

Lesbios !

Chillcuck Trans !!

Falin In Love With Girls!?!?

[defectivegembrain]

My favourite part of Dungeon Meshi is when Senshi goes "it's senshin' time" and starts senshing the monsters (senshing is a cookery technique)

[peanutsoop]

draw me like one of your sensh girls

[transhitman]

SenSHE. THEYos. MANcille. ChilCUCK. LIBERAL in Dungeon.

[real-life-senshi]

Ayaka received flowers from the rest of the Senshi again for her pop up store!

The sender says “Sensh Club”, followed by Myuu, Rika, Keiko and Mew’s name, in the order of the Senshi roster. 😭

I’ll be keeping an eye out if there’s photo of any Senshi reunion or Senshi dropping by Ayaka’s pop up store!

[hazbinsponsoredbyvee]

Hmmmm… yeh. Makes senshe.

*out-of-sync blinking like a lizard*

How about I let you guys out if someone can try and get my ass off the floor when I inevitably pass oouugtt…?

-Moth Anon

"I'll drag you into a closet to sleep in!"

[imjustheretoseetheprivateblogs]

AxZ Week Day 5: Poetry

@senshixshitennouweeks

In Silver Millennium, Serenity hands her a slip of parchment, claiming she found it tucked into the hollow of a tree where she had met with her beloved Endymion (she suspects that she was simply playing matchmaker).

The words compare her to a pool of water on a hot day, keeping refreshing, serene, and reflective in pleasing rhyme and meter.

Though it’s short, it’s words stir something in the princess of Mercury and she wishes to know who made such lovely phrases on the tiny blue planet that Serenity is so fond of.

Soon, Serenity brings her more messages that flatter her about her mind and her ambitions, mentioning her beauty to punctuate the writer’s fascination with her.

She never finds out who it is, though. The Silver Millennium falls soon after.

He’s in the library, looking for inspiration for a new energy gathering scheme for their great ruler. His last plan had backfired spectacularly (Video rental stores were not an antiquated idea; it was novel and retro!) and he was going to find something full proof. Beryl was getting impatient.

He pulled a book from the shelf and opened it. A piece of loose-leaf paper, folded into eighths fell from between.

Curious, he picked it up and unfolded it.

I wish to share my words, read the lines of text, to let others know my dreams.

The words stir something in Zoisite and, against his better judgement, pulls out a pen and scrawls a reply, trying to match the number of syllables and give it some kind of rhyme scheme.

Your words have found me now, and filled my heart to the seams.

It’s a simple poem, nothing he’d want to show anyone, but at least he got it out of his system. Putting the paper in between the pages of the book, Zoisite puts the book back and heads for the music section. He’d always been interested in that, so maybe something would inspire him.

Just as he turned the corner, a girl with short dark hair and blue eyes turned the corner and took the book he had just replaced.

The two of them stand awkwardly a week after their second (really third) meeting. They could sit down in one of Crown Arcade’s many booths, especially since it was a slow day, but that would mean sitting across from one another or, God forbid, beside one another.

She’s still not sure trusting him is a logical decision.

He’s still not sure if she even wants to talk to him.

The tension is thick and cloying, a sensation like wearing an old frayed sweater by a campfire.

“So… um… you like to read?”

It’s a dumb question. Between the three books she’s carrying and the reading glasses in her pocket, anyone could see that.

“Yes,” she answers simply. There’s no malice in her voice, but no feeling either. It’s a simple fact.

He retreats to his room when he returns home, trying to write his heart out on a yellow legal pad and trying to take his mind off how Mizuno could even tolerate him ever again.

It’s all chicken scratch though. Even simple fluff poems about flowers being pretty seem to be hard for him to write.

A call from his prince draws him out of his stupor and into battle against a leftover creature.

It’s a bulky, bulbous monster called a Daimon that was apparently made by science.

“Are we winning?” Nephrite calls after his sneak attack completely fails.

“Do you want the truth or one of those little white lies to make you feel better?”

Jadeite’s frustration is understandable, if the improvised bandage on his leg is anything to go on. Mars’s fire seems to have no effect on the creature, Tuxedo Kamen and Sailor Moon are pinned by the Daimon’s onslaught with Nephrite and the other senshi are still trying to make their way across town.

“Mercury Aqua Rhapsody!”

Glittering streams of water streak at the creature, enveloping it in ice and suddenly, Zoisite’s mind fills with descriptions for the attack and for the trickling otherworldly harp strings that accompany it.

Even when Sailor Moon purifies the creature in a dazzling display, Zoisite’s attention is still on the Senshi of Water.

The muse has struck him hard and maybe he can work up the nerve to thank her.

She recognizes his words when he submits to her, on a sheet of green paper, a poem about Hermes.

He recognizes her’s when he sees her handwriting in her little blue notebook.

Soon, little notes are passed between them. Verses plucked out of the ether to make little compliments.

Soon, they’re talking at length of wordsmiths and writers; who they like, who has the best descriptions, which would fit with music, which writer sounds like they would have voted for Shinzo Abe. Soon, it grows more intimate. Love poems, shared between the two of them, games that become heated the more passionate the poetry.

And the two of them begin to wonder when their games will be played to a work of their own composition.

[fly-chicken]

Not gonna lie; this is kind of exactly what’s happening in my house lately

Me- has food craving…opens food ordering app

Spiritual presence of senshi from dungeon meshi- “you’re craving (x) bc you’re actually craving a balanced meal with plenty of fat. You have the ingredients to make such a dish right here in the same time it would take to get something delivered! Let’s see what we can do”

Me sighing- ok sir….i will feed myself

Later

Sobbing while eating deliciously filling and balanced meal- “you’re always right Sensh!”

thanks dungeonmeshi

[vtori73]

Why do people keep making Sensh* so pale??? He's got somewhat of tan color going on, I can understand that some of the official art does seem a little ambiguous BUT if you compare him to the others in the group it becomes pretty noticeable that he is not super light skinned/pale. JUST GIVE HIM HIS TAN YOU FUCKERS!!!

[rockman-x]

sensh....

his ears are too small but HES SO CUTE

[usagisbanexd]

+ SUPER SOLDIER SAILOR STARS #09 * _) _) >>C===3 :-* Kawaii Slash Lovers Collide Cosmic Paradise // Sailor Moon/Pokémon/Potterverse Altfic Crossover, CHAPTER 1.0.009

1.0.009 MAMO-CHAN BRAVE ANCESTOR DIES OF AIDS! ALL LOVERS ARE LEFT TO PICK UP THE PIECES!

“I want to know what it takes to die,” says Makoto to Selene her grandmother in the nihil beyond death.

       “Just a pinch of salt and some desperation,” says Selene, tears brimming in her eyes, her mouth quivering like the string of a sitar, the band playing strange jazz behind the little silver puff of her sleeve. She looks like her daughter, just like her daughter, and maybe her daughter looks just like her daughter, and maybe this moment goes on forever, and maybe I have no need for fear, and maybe I’ll be consumed.

       Selene bows her head to Mako’s ear, brushes the hair off her forehead: “Little Zeus,” she says, “go toward the dark.”

       Mako stops breathing. Gany breaks in her hand, a glass stem, and traces a cut along her palm. Selene starts at the sight of blood, raising her arms. Gany blossoms into Chibisun, Chibigany, a twelve-toed little sensh crowned in an endless papal tiara, wearing a flower as a robe, endless bags like crumpled trash beneath his eyes. More beautiful even than the moon.

       “Thou art a fool, Selene-kami,” says Chibigany, pointing an accusatory finger at the Moon Queen. “Thy daughter flies now to the heart of the galaxy, flies alone to undo your sin, and when given the choice she will choose to perpetuate. All is seen by sun’s dead eyes, who stare with time from light to prize. I am youth love in disguise. And you will have to realize!” He jumps on her head, his robes scraping her shadowed visage, and the petals fall from the center of his head and encase her in a dress of flytrap. Gany spins.

       A boy in a fuku. A boy in metal panties. A boy whose hair is gold. No boy. Boy-bodied. ‘She/her’ tattooed on the extern of a middle finger. Peace sign. Middle finger. Backwards baseball cap. Bubblegum. Tiny fat erection. Fat ass. Devil horns. Butterfly wings. Beauty bursting like a prolapsed anus. A star-crowned god ascending. Astride the dead sun, saddling her back. Smiling. Beaming. Sleek like new ink. Someone spank her. Confusion!! Whaa?! “I AM PRESIDENT SAILORGANYMEDE, CRYSTAL RAINBOW BORN TO TIME'S DYING SHIT-FLUSHED EYE! I PRESAGETH FAMINE! SOON, I DIE! AVAUNT!!”

[howlingwolf23]

The senshi

[444namesplus]

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