#yoru is either having the time of her life

[marsreds]

oh this is gonna be good.

[sugar-grigri]

Comedy in CSM is the most important thing to analyze

I accept that the last arc can be read as comic, but you have to push the analysis further; every situation, every comic spring, pursues a theme: identity.

While it had been raised, questioned, it's in this arc that Fujimoto announces that this time we're in the dissection phase.

Denji is accompanied by characters of different narrative rank to enable this operation: a former enemy (still current, but belonging to part 1), a current enemy (introduced in part 2), a potential lover, a guy who idolizes part of his identity, and someone a little more out of touch with everything that's going on.

Everything is there to talk about identity, from the fact that Asa's high-school girl outfit is an advantage for going unnoticed, to the fact that she's stumbling.

Because this way of portraying Asa isn't the right one, since she's a teenager who's always resisted fitting in at her high school.

The guillotine is not insignificant either. It's not to be analyzed as something innocuous - there were plenty of potential demons - but Fujimoto chose ultra-symbolism.

For the guillotine has been manipulated by men of all political persuasions, and is also the symbol of a France seeking to redefine itself.

Above all, it's a symbol of a changing world.

And the rules of the world into which the characters fit are changing.

Fami's struggle against death is one of the first cogs in this change.

Stripping the guards of their clothing is also a way of removing their authority through their uniforms.

The high school girls' uniforms, on the other hand, had the advantage of symbolizing innocence and candor, and of not drawing attention to themselves.

The guards' uniforms contained their authority, so undressing them is enough.

Finding Denji cut up also heralds what's to come, as all the characters help him to literally rebuild his life.

If Asa learns who Chainsaw Man is from Denji's severed head, it's also Fujimoto's way of punishing his main characters.

Asa had always conceived of Chainsaw Man as an evil symbol, a demon for whom she felt no respect or consideration.

So, presenting her with a severed head is always reminiscent of the guillotine: the guilty party's head, presented to the people.

Because Chainsaw Man, before being a hero, is a culprit.

Just as the greatest revolutionaries glorified by the early revolutionaries ended up on the guillotine.

Above all, Fujimoto punishes Denji, because Denji's dream, the only thing he had about his identity - the power to reveal himself - has been taken away from him.

Denji didn't present himself, he was presented as a hunted beast

If Yoru and Katana Man are trying to help Chainsaw Man, it's because without the bloody, invincible enemy that is Chainsaw Man, they lose their objective.

The way they both present themselves from the start is through a desire for revenge

If the beast that would allow them to savor this vengeance is not in state, then all falls away.

What you're witnessing is not a humorous transition arc, but a pause in the work's own narrative.

Because its main character no longer accepts pretending to be Chainsaw Man

So the work stops and starts again from the beginning

What does Denji want to eat?

And what could he have eaten already?

The most obvious response to a Denji who refuses to rebuild himself as the person he used to be, and to whom he no longer wishes to resemble, is to grant him what he desires, since what defines this life before is precisely the fact that he doesn't get what he wants, that he stagnates, and that everything is denied to him, even his own identity.

Sex is something Denji is banking on, basing all his hopes on, since what he's experiencing doesn't please him, so surely the answer must lie in what he hasn't experienced, right? His reasoning is as simple as that. If sex is the foundation of existence, then it also settles existential problems.

It's a disillusionment, an obsession for a teenager, who has been denied the status of child so much and is now obsessed with this """"passage to adulthood"""" because everything would make everything so much more coherent.

Sex is also an element of incessant blackmail, but one for which Denji is willing to put himself at risk because it's his only hope, yet another unknown physical sensation, yet another need to be satisfied.

Denji takes up this objective knowing full well that what he's missing once again is someone, a loved one, to protect. For the old Denji loves, tries to protect, is trapped in Chainsaw Man's infernal cycle of suffering. If he is to return to the way he was, then he must also learn to love again, and to love others.

But love isn't visible; Denji only expresses himself in terms of needs.

The need to be loved and the need to have sex are two different needs. Denji doesn't seek one through the other, he only grasps one.

This conclusion on sex sums up this arc a little, this pretext for making Denji out to be an idiotic character, obsessed with sex as a poorly-written character with subversive aims. It's not about falling into the pitfall of a puppy looking for love.

It's about a boy who has long since stopped accepting that he has to go on living, and who projects himself through his non-experience to find meaning in it.

Not having a mother is part of his non-experience.

[mundanneman]

CSM 185 Review

Chainsaw chapter 185 begins with what is possibly the most unbiased presentation of the Aging Devil by Fujimoto. It is nothing more than him voicing his thoughts out loud. We know everything he says is something he is contemplating. The gap between his words when monologuing about not giving the world an exit showcases this.

Furthermore, he nonchalantly mentions how he did not give this world an exit, implying he created this world. The readers of this manga can easily speculate something like that. The terrifying part is how casual he is about this.

The scenery changes in every panel for the reader. It reminds them of how many people have been thrown into this world. It gives weight to Aging's words that follow about nobody succeeding in escaping. The terrified expression of the treed person is possibly one of the more brilliant additions. Even after a thousand or two thousand years, there is no peace for the damned. This world is presented as a place where you can be detached. Yet, there is no rest for the damned.

Based on his words, either he did not create this world with an end goal in mind, or if he did, it never reached that point because people turned into trees. I am not completely on board with the idea that it is just a natural fate but I will not deny that possibility. It could very well be a side effect of Ageing's ability. After all, there have been theories and discussions pretty frequently about how humanity could progress if they were immortal; if they could beat the bane of old age. Who is to say that such a fate will be desirable? After all, the people trapped in this world did reach an answer. The answer they chose presumably allowed them to get as close to stopping their suffering as much as possible.

When the devil talks about the what-if, the speech bubble comes from the old age face which has closed its eyes. When it talks about what it wants, it comes from the youthful and blind face. In my opinion, its eyes are closed because it has turned its eyes away from the possibility of the potentially bleak realities that it faces. On the other hand, the energetic youth is too blinded by its desires.  The fact that ageing does not have an attachment to life comes into play here. At the same time, it makes his motives. 

To showcase its resolve, the cost dialogue is written in a close-up manner with a bigger font size. 

When we finally see ageing, almost poetically, it's looking down on what has grown old, remaining in shadows as light falls on the old man. Ageing's light falls on its back while its front is covered in shadows, showcasing his current state and desires and the gap between them. His emotional state is visible through the distorted speech bubbles. Ageing is unmoved. It cannot sympathise or empathise. 

Similar to a few chapters ago, it continues to look down on the youth it claims to support.

Surprisingly, Ageing conveniently does not mention a thing about the person who supposedly escaped.  This is just my headcanon but it could relate to the Fakesaw Man.

We finally get to see Asa make a weapon without an ability; without help from Yoru. She is holding it together through sheer will. Her distorted speech bubble indicates she is not calm. But, she got the job done. Nobody predicted Denji would eat someone who has already given up on their life. He takes advantage of the mechanism of this world in a manner that you would expect from a foolhardy youth.

Pochita saved Denji from his heart disease and saved him from dying to the zombie devil; he took over when he could no longer go on. However, what saved him this time was Denji. The current actions of this duo are separated. One acts as Denji and one as Chainsaw Man. This reminds me of a partnership as compared to the past when Denji was trying to become the Chainsaw Man.

Interestingly, even though Denji only transforms into Black Chainsaw Man when he can no longer go on, this time, even though he is back on his feet, Pochita remains in his Black Saw form. The engine roars and he gets back up, but the one who makes his engine roar is Denji, as he gets ready for a fight with the primal fear.

[moldybonessmell]

Valorant agents age headcanons

There is the list of my headcanons for valo agents' age

Disclaimer: Realistically even 18 yo go to army but in my mind 18 yo are actual babies so in this tier the youngest are 21 yo

21-25

Gekko as the main gen z falls into the youngest tier, followed by Neon and Jett, the choice is pretty obvious ig

This might be controversial but Iso gives just as much of gen z energy as Gekko, the only difference is him adopting Stiles Stilinsky's personality growing up, this is how we end up with the sarcastic deadpan delivery guy (yes this one is relatable to the op aka me)

Deadlock in the group might be controversial but I think it's funny af if the serious suspitious woman ends up dragged into the least serious friend group in existence (I bet she would make friends with Iso lol)

26-30

Everyone thinks Sova is a serious adult-ass man and gets surprised when they realise he's gen z, he just has a scary accent and doesn't smile and people think he's older than he is (the russian unapprouchable and quiet nature doesn't help this either)

Sage struggles from the same desease called looking serious and being a mom friend but she's actually on the younger side of agents

You might argue Phoenix is younger, but he's the texbook example of the 26 yo dude who one day woke up and decided to be a DJ /affectionate No way the dude collecting shoes would have money for all that in his early 20s (even tho it's debatable)

Yoru might be older, but for a dude who spends his free time by fighting gangs he must be under 30. I know difficult personality doesn't necessarily mean he's young but it would make sense

Raze is fun and energetic but more on the party-person side than anything-for-a-trouble side so she's in this tier. She just gives off the energy of someone who was working in customer service for years and finally quit but still has her violent urges /joking

KJ gives off younger energy, but as someone known for her incredible tech abilities and robots she must be closer to 30. You can't tell me this woman didn't work in IT with tech-bros for several years just to realise she wants to kill people /joking unless

31-35

I kinda doubted myself on making Chamber 31 (as he's a famous weapon-maker but let's pretend he got successful pretty early) but he just gives off the energy of the guy who just entered his 30s but acts the same as when he was 20 (immaturity-vise)

Breach kinda falls into same category but for a completely different reason of being in prison (probably for a long time and probably for something he did in his early 20s) so he kinda stopped maturing after this

I can kinda imagine Harbour to experience similar stuff, knowing he used to make money by stealing and selling relics and there's no way he never got caught, right? Harbour and Breach could make good friends me thinks

Skye gives off energy of a woman who was working her entire youth non-stop and them turned her gaze back and she's already in her 30s and realised she doesn't know anything either about herself or what she even wants in life. I imagine this is why she's so concerned for environment. She started to get really into being eco-friendly after going through existential crisis and realising our planet is dying (I can also imagine her using re-usable stuff, wearing tote-bags and making effort to recycle as much as she can).

Astra just gives off energy of this one cool rich aunt who has no children and always brings presents to her nephews when visiting (and to be this aunt you usually need to be 30+ even tho it's optional ahaha)

No one knows Fade's real age and people kinda assume she's younger bc of her style, but she's at the age when she doesn't care what people would think and wears whatever she wants (tho she should take care of herself better, drinking this much coffee can only go without concequences when you're 20, girlie please get proper sleep)

36-40

People like to imagine Reyna as a young woman but in my mind she's on the older side. She just gives off the energy of someone going through hell and back in her life (I know she has a younger sister but siblings can in fact have big age differences) I also may or may not like older women but this one is between me and my ao3 history

Cypher is around 40 I think, simply because he used to have wife and a child and I imagine it's been some time since they passed. Tho probably no more than 10 years, as he still thinks about reviving them (the voiceline about him asking Sage if she can revive anybody), but not to the point of actually following through, as if he mostly healed, but not moved on completely

41-46

Is for Viper and Brim because they are way too tired of others' shit to be younger

If talking seriously, there's no way Brim is not pushing 50s as a literal commander, even tho his problems with electronics might be questionable even for this age group, but I don't see him being older

As for Viper, she as well as Reyna just gives off energy of someone who has seen some shit, also her being a scientist I can imagine it takes many many years to have such recearch it also may be or may not be same situation as with Reyna but this is not a crime

kinda immortal

Tier explains itself, these are agents whose age doesn't affect their mental state/maturity like Kayo and Omen

Even tho Omen used to be one of the agents and is probably in the same age group as them, if I had to guess he might be somewhere in 36-40 tier

Also Kayo is probably not even manufactured yet in this timeline, but I can't make "-25" tier ya know

This is it, thank you for reading, let me now if you have any thoughts about it!

[rroechan]

Chainsaw Man fan character

look below for the refs i used + some notes/rambles about her

"Contracted" because the nature of her deal with the ocean devil is unknown and she definitely won't be talking about it soon

she doesn't talk. She can but doesn't. Speaks only to say vague shit

she is the ocean devil's only contract.

She isn't a fiend either (or not technically?) since she is her own person.

Maybe like a Yoru situation? No one has seen her possesed by the ocean devil before though, its always been her and her actions.

sometimes you can hear the sound of crashing waves if you stand near her and you could probably assume thats the sea whispering to her

Definitely still a child despite being unknown age. She resides in the ocean and just,,, arises out of it every so often? Its supposed to be for mysterious but she comes and goes for the fun of it. Very easily amused by modern tech

Her hair has that crunchy dry after-beach feel. Looks really soft and billowy but it's super not.

Her main ability is going into this reverso world thats entirely submerged in water. Outwardly, it looks like whatever shes standing on turns to liquid and she sinks into it quickly. If you're taken with her, you'll find yourself in the upside down version of where you previously were except everything looks like its in the ocean. The whole place will have underwater-plant growth and water damage as if the whole place has swallowed by the sea for a long time.

You can in fact drown. If you cant or you manage to hold your breath, you'll have to face the wrath of various ocean life. Like aqua man.

[haruniki]

Movie Night- CSM

What your fav is choosing for movie night!- Power, Kobeni, Reze, Asa/Yoru, Quanxi(+the gfs), Makima, and Himeno

a/n: first post that i am making from a computer waaaahhh, sorry if it’s bad lol I watched some movies today and i wanted to share what I think some of the characters from CSM would watch! I hope you guys enjoy, also trying to branch out writing some of the characters so there's a bit more in this one i think. Also all movies choosen are just ones that i think they would watch, these are also mostly movies I’ve watched! some of these movie choices suck/are probs overused

POWER:

Power has a very versatile list of movies that she wants to watch every single time

Getting to watch a movie dates are most likely her reward from you for bathing or being good

Power’s pick of a good movie are mostly likely horror movies. The more gorey the better, the more blood shown the better as well.

Always laughing at the horrific scenes

Doesn’t like horror movies where the people have to go through elaborate puzzles to live. Power finds those boring and way to long. (Definitely not disliking Saw)

Power’s go to movie is Texas Chainsaw Massacre! It reminds her of Denji and she likes taking notes of what’s going on then asking Denji if he’s able to do the things that were in the movie.

While watching the movie, Power is really invested! Finds the movies very interesting. Holds Meowy up to see the screen while asking Meowy questions.

“Meowy, don’t you think the movie is interesting? Oh wow! Look at him chopping up that human! Weaklings! I would never be killed in such a way.”

KOBENI:

Kobeni likes movies that have a nice storyline and cute characters!

When she’s able to, Kobeni always choosen a movie that makes her feeling happy! She’s most likely choosing a Studio Ghibli film or a popular romance film!

Howl’s Moving castle is one of Kobeni’s favorite movies to watch on her days off. She likes to be able to be in her pajamas while laying either on the couch or on the bed cuddling with you. Maybe even having a snack or two nearby.

She loves pointing out detail in the scene as well as repeating some of the lines that she knows by heart, though she’ll get embarrassed if you tease her about it.

Kobeni especially loves it when you remember little facts that she tells you about the movie!

“uhh, I know it’s not in the movie, but Sophie.. Sophie actually has powers in novel! I really think they could’ve added it in the movie but I suppose it makes the movie storyline move better. AH! Sorry, I was rambling!”

Kobeni’s favorite character is Turnip Head! She finds Turnip Head helping Sophie along in her adventures adorable!

REZE:

Action Movies with a bit of romance!

While it might be a bit cheesy, Reze likes movies that have both action and some romance. She think it’s nice that throughout all the violence that occurs that the main character and their love interest can still fall in love.

Her top movie of this kinda of movie is Divergent. 

She likes the main character and finds the storyline exciting and interesting.

Definitely read the book series and liked it just as much, maybe even better than movie itself.

Likes explaining niche details in the movie, maybe slightly spoiling the movie/book itself.

“So in this scene, you can see that she’s about to get a tattoo, but your gonna wanna notice the kind of tattoo it is! This will be important for later in the movie and- Heyy (y/nn) are ya listening?”

definitely looks up the actors to see what other movies/shows they’re apart of 

Reze also nit picks certain parts of the movie and how they differ from the book 

ASA/Yoru

Asa doesn’t really watch movies. I see her watching more documentaries than movies.

Likes watching documentaries with you on different topics from oceanic life to ancient greece life.

Doesn’t really talk during these moments you both are watching, but will pause to discuss part of it with you or to correct the speaker about how the information they said was slightly incorrect. (mostly does that during oceanic documentaries)

“I disagree with what they said. While yes you can eat starfish, you have to be careful. A large handful of starfish are poisonous and it’s dangerous to eat them. You can differentiate between them though but that would involve you having to do your own research about such a topic. I don’t see you having to eat those anytime soon, plus if you did-”

Asa is always proud when you praise her for knowing so much. Even offering to teach you a bit more as a study date!

Yoru doesn’t really watch movies or anything but does also like documentaries. Specifically, about weaponry or even wars.

Watching the weaponry documentaries provides her with more ideas for weapons. Likes to also watch the clips of the weapons being made.

War documentaries are a bit different with Yoru though. She oddly proud of them and wishes for you to praise her for them, going so far as to slightly nudge you to hopefully prompt you to compliment such awful events.

“Y’know, I’m the one who cause all of that. Such memorable events came from me! It’s shame that nobody else seems to remember them, ah! But you can boast about how your dating someone so powerful if you wish.”

You might have to explain why those aren’t boastful events even if she pouts.

QUANXI(+the gfs):

Quanxi doesn’t choose what movie is being watched. She usually lets you and the other girls choose. 

However, it isn’t unusually for her to be a tie breaker for a movie. Depending on the movie and her mood, she’ll choose whichever she feels more like watching.

These can range from a horror movie (Cosmo’s choice being Halloween) to mystery movies (Pingsti choice being Where the Crawdads Sing) 

Quanxi usually chooses the movie of whoever she hasn’t been paying more attention to. 

A cuddle pile always occurs during the movies in which almost everyone falls asleep.

Snacks are also always present during these movie nights too. A whole buffet of choices

Quanxi most likely feeds one of the girls and the rest then all ask to be fed there choice of snack

“Eveyone got to eat there snack right? Oh (y/n), c’mere, you got a little somethin’ on your mouth.”

This leads to movie getting completely forgot, sometimes it’s a wonder why a movie night is even held.

MAKIMA:

While a bit of a mystery, one thing that’s for certain about Makima is her love for films.

Makima loves having movies night, especially when you choose then film. She likes to know the reasoning behind your choice. 

Are you sad or mad? Perhaps in a mood for laughs? Romantic movies perhaps you wish for something to happen throughout the movie?

Whatever the reason is, Makima enjoys watching you pick movies.

Makima usually chooses films that might make no sense or that have an artsy way of videography. Though she usually doesn’t say anything or show much emotion during the film

Makima doesn’t really have a favorite film. She likes ones that can make her feel emotions that she might not normally.

A film I believe Makima might genuinely like is Titanic. While an old movie and probably over used movie, it still has a nice storyline and pretty visuals.

“This movie is quite interesting. Were you interested in the romantic aspect of the film or perhaps the tragedy that was the boat sinking? Truly an interesting event, yes?”

Whatever the movie choice is, Makima is sure to even slightly enjoy even if it isn’t something she likes or usually watches.

HIMENO:

On the days that Himeno isn’t working or out drinking with her friends in the division, Himeno enjoys watching movies all day in her pajamas while eating either take out or whatever she has in her house with you.

She always welcome a nice laugh, so comedy movies are definitely her favorites.

Himeno especially likes movies that feature Adam Sandler

Whether that be Grown Ups or Hotel Transylvania, she doesn’t mind.

Loves quote random lines even if the lines are cringey.

Will probably watch any/all comedy movies the she can get her hands on. As long as she can get a good laugh she’s fine with it!

Definitely calls you to tell you that she bought five new movies that you both just have to watch right that moment.

“ Okay so before you come home, head to the convivence store near our place and buy an assload of snacks, OH! And drinks, can’t forget those, No need to grab any beer, i think there’s already some in the fridge. See you at home, ‘kay?”

Overall, Himeno is probably chill with whatever kind of movie you want to watch, but prefers things with comedy or atleast a comedic relief.

[aphelio-mara]

its actually so good to hear someone else out there is lying awake at night thinking. “omega earth has a valorant legion fan convention.” and “i wonder how many shitty movie productions exist in omega earth that completely ruin an agents character.”

like. imagine turning on the latest big hit movie about your life and saving the world and theres a horrible romance sideplot of you and your best friend. hilarious. mortifying. the rest of the legion doesnt let it go for months, until the next big scandal drops and focuses the attention onto the next poor soul

going absolutely insane to the point that i made a whole scenario based on this because YES YOU GET IT 🫵‼️

can you imagine phoenix getting promised a biopic in the aftermath of his heroism in aiding lisbon (pearl)

he's ecstatic; sage, omen, and jett are all supportive, save for the lighthearted teasing every once and a while by them and the others

the day of the premiere comes and he's bubbling on the red carpet, giving fist bumps and side hugs to his friends and colleagues that attended, the paparazzi going particularly crazy when he drapes his arm over yoru (he chalks it up as them being excited that yoru even came with his elusive persona)

the movie begins and phoenix is impressed. the plot flows well, it highlights aspects of his life and personality that's meaningful to him, and the acting is incredible! he doesn't even comment on the fact that every time movie him and movie yoru interact, the vibe of the scene changes in the smallest ways into something more...sentimental? oh, who cares, the movie is cool!

he doesn't even pay mind to the fact that when movie him was in peril, movie yoru had an entire scene of him rushing to the communication room, trying to reach him. he doesn't say anything when the end of the film comes near and they have a conversation with yoru hugging him. i mean, they're good friends beyond their public rivalry, he wishes that yoru actually hugged him during that time. this is such a nice homage to their friendsh—and they're kissing

phoenix feels heat rush up to his cheeks and ears as the tips of his hair flicker ever so slightly with sparks, turning immediately to yoru who's looking at him with the same unspoken "what the fuck"

jett is laughing her ass off and sage looks like a proud mother until her face falls when she realizes that the whole subplot probably isn't real and either 1.) phoenix and yoru's relationship just got outed or 2.) phoenix is Not Gay (the prior option sounds much more plausible to her)

the legion pr team has to physically stop phoenix from answering any interviews after the premiere. his face is plastered in the tabloids the very next day, the yorunix hashtag is trending everywhere, and thousands of dms are entering his social media accounts about how it's okay to be gay ("i know it's okay but are we gonna ignore the fact that they think i'm dating him???")

jett and sage are masters of deflection when asked about it, omen doesn't leave hq enough to be caught in an interview, and yoru himself is back to being too elusive for paparazzi to catch him...and poor phoenix is left to rethink his entire dynamic with one of his best friends

the rumors only die down after almost half a year of not entertaining questions about it, being ultimately overshadowed by another wave of seasonal "bisexual chamber" allegations (they are not allegations at all, chamber knows what he likes but god does he likes to see people speculate)

and hey, phoenix isn't mad anymore. it helped him discover a new part of himself, after all

not the being gay part though; it's the fact that he's probably helplessly in love with yoru and he has no fuckass clue what to do about that 💀

[caramel1mochi]

ぐちゃ ! (Splat!) [Yoru x F! Reader] [5]

Guess who's back! And we're SO CLOSE to the finale I can taste it!!! And probably move on to Iso because oh my lord

I've been given much more free time now and I'm gonna try to go back to posting every Friday like I did before. But I can't promise consistency with everything going on, so if I miss a deadline you'll know why!

❤ฺ·。

Yoru x F! Reader

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 4.5 / Part 5 / Part 6

Genre: so much fluff I was blushing while writing this

Words: 8k GUESS WHO HAD TO SPLIT THIS IN 2

Synopsis: Hapless doesn't even begin to describe you. With your life flipped upside down within the span of a day; you're left to rely on your best friend Tala to help you pick up the pieces and build the new one forced upon you. And this 'luck' seems to have caught the attention of one of her friends.

。+❤ฺ·。❤ฺ·。+❤ฺ· +❤·。❤ฺ·。+❤ฺ·

You hadn’t forgotten the sight that befell you once you opened your eyes. Like initials branded on a cattle, it would stick with you.

You coughed and coughed before finally taking in some clean air. Then you waved away the suffocating debris and looked at the pile of cement that imprisoned you. A tinge of fright tugged at you, sure, but it wasn’t until something rich in colour caught your eye. On the left was what looked like a drop of blood. Within a few seconds, it increased, morphing into a pretty pool of vivid crimson, gleaming under the monitor’s bright light. You gagged and clutched your mouth, sweat dripping down your chin.

Raze was killed. And you were the culprit.

Both of you sat silently in the cold seats of the aircraft. And unfortunately for him; you still hadn’t caught on to the poison that still lingered throughout the confined area.

“So, uh…”

You muttered.

“Raze is– she’s, uh, she’s dead. Is that… Is that gonna be a problem?”

…

“No, why?”

“Well, you know, this was supposed to be, a– uh, a no casualty mission…”

Yoru flipped his butterfly comb in silence for a moment. That was never outright stated. All that was said was that this was expected to be a simple one, that’s it. Even your bosses were baffled at the mirrors’ presence.

“I talked to them over the radio. They gave us the go to kill them. You didn’t hear?”

“No– no, I uh, I– I didn’t hear anything.”

You noticed the sudden awkward motion whilst he flicked his blade, but that was the only ‘emotion’ you could go off of, not after he returned back to his normal and repetitive movement.

“That’s fine. We’re done, anyway.”

You weakly nodded, staring at the metal flooring of the vehicle.

You didn’t know whether you should thank him, or not. You didn’t even know what his agenda was, taking so much time to help you like this. Last time he helped you, it was because he didn’t want you to get in his way. 

What was his reason now?

You sighed and instead worked to get the image of the murder out of your head.

❤ฺ·。

The rest of the day was a blur, considering you immediately rushed back to your room and slept it all off, despite your unrelenting thirst. Even with his help, panicking like that alongside how much effort it took from you to produce the poison, your entire arm was incredibly sore. Just moving it a few inches sent a stabbing sensation through your muscles.

Your phone buzzed with a few dozen texts. Some even thought of knocking on your door, but quickly left you alone once they saw the darkness inside.

And with that, you’d spent it all either sleeping, or staring at the ceiling in silence. Your mind was still stuck on that pool of blood. And with how long it took Yoru to arrive at the scene, you watched it coagulate. By god, you still couldn’t forget, no matter how much you tried.

You killed Raze. And to this moment, you still haven’t been able to let that sink in.

Maybe… 

Okay, maybe you just needed some fresh air. Staying cooped up like this shouldn’t be healthy, no matter how much your anxiety tried to convince you to sleep in for another day. Besides, Neon sent you a text earlier. You could spend your time with her and fully calm yourself down. Also, you were still thirsty. Like, unbearably so.

You slid out of bed and cleaned yourself up to look the least bit presentable before leaving.

Just as you took a step forward, you almost tripped on a bag set on the floor; cursing before you caught yourself. You had no idea how you didn't see it, not when every light in your room was turned on. But your anger was curt once the cute logo caught your eye. It was a boutique only you and Neon frequented. Did she put this here whilst you slept? How sweet.

You took the bag and set it on your bed, taking out the items inside. And they were an extremely pleasant surprise. A pair of short black jeans and fishnet stockings. High quality, of course.

Great...

You already felt like you were stepping out of your comfort zone with a choker. Now, the only thing you can pair this with is a black hoodie you brought along. Might as well, huh? Sure, you lacked confidence, but you still considered yourself cute as heck.

Stepping out into the hallways, the air that hit your legs felt like a whip even with the 'protection' of the stockings. You left for one morning, and Neon came back with clothes probably from a fashion runway. But, to be fair, you couldn't really be mad at her, not when every hint of anxiety immediately melted at the sight of her innocent face once you finally arrived at the cafeteria.

She beamed with joy once she saw you. And before you knew it, you were pulled into a painfully tight hug.

“A/N, you made it!”

You placed one hand on her back, struggling to reassure her with a gentle pat on the back.

“M– morning–”

She squeezed, unintentionally forcing the air out of you even further.

“You were gone for a whole day, what happened?”

Gekko piped up from behind. Thankfully, Neon immediately relaxed her firm embrace to give you a chance to speak. Pfft. So she did know what she was doing.

“Didn’t Yoru tell you?”

They shrugged. And surveying the group that sat around the sofa, you couldn’t find any sign of the Japanese. And you felt… disappointed. But also relieved. You didn’t want to hear his opinion on your outfit, especially since you boldly put on the spiked choker today.

“All he said was that you needed a moment. Wasn’t it a scouting mission, something like that?”

You blushed at his comment, turning your gaze away. But thankfully, like the guardian angel that she was, Neon immediately switched the subject as she so lovingly scrutinised you like a cat she was about to purchase.

“You wore the clothes we gave you! You know me and Jett scoured the street for high quality fishnets? You should wear them for tonight when we go out!”

Your face turned white, and you awkwardly laughed.

“Uh– already? Where to?”

“To a Korean barbeque restaurant! There’s this new one that just opened in Insadong, and Jett’s taking us to it to celebrate your first mission! If Gekko wasn’t such a wuss, he’d JOIN US.”

You jumped at the volume of her voice. She threw a dirty look at the Angeleno, who waved her off and went back to scratching Wingman’s armour plates.

“Bite me, I’m not going in this sweater after last time!”

They continued bickering over his sacrilegious decision, but you weren’t focused on it.

Going out so soon when you haven’t even processed your actions sounded horrifying. Damn Yoru. If only he dropped the nice act just this once and told them exactly what had happened, you would have a viable excuse to spend the rest of your day eating crisps in your room. Also, you’d probably yell at him later, but he was a sponge when it came to being scolded… sometimes. 

Without warning, you were pulled aside to the doorway on the other side and forced to practically jog to keep up with Neon’s speed.

“OW–! Chill, my arm!”

Neon immediately let go, but kept walking backwards in order to face you as she spoke.

“Woah, what’s up? Did you get hurt?”

“It’s still sore from yesterday, dummy.”

And today… you spent most of your time struggling to keep the poison under control once you got back. She awkwardly scratched the back of her head, and made the obvious decision; switched to your left so that she can freely rip off your good arm.

“Jett’s still messing around with Raze back in the workshop. I’ll tell her, then we can go. Maybe she can also steal Thrash for us. She’s spunky, you know? I bet she’s a food critic.”

She spoke too many words too quickly for you to keep up, but your mind barely clung onto a quarter of it.

“Who the hell is Thrash?”

“She’s one of Gekko’s buddies! He has, like, three, something like that. And they’re all as cute as Wingman!”

“I haven’t seen Gekko’s yellow pet in a long time. I didn’t know he had– ow!”

She elbowed you, successfully shutting you up.

“Hoy, don’t say pets! He gets offended.”

“What? But they’re animals.”

“Just don’t call them pets, it’s offensive to them. Say buddies, or something. I dunno.”

But… they’re animals.

You didn’t want to question the logic. As they say, fear the anger of a gentle man, even though Gekko looked like he’d struggle killing a fruit fly. But you weren’t one to talk, were you?

“Unrelated, but did you talk to your mom yet?”

You awkwardly fixed the spiked choker on your neck, taking a turn towards the workshop.

“You know, I don’t think she’s noticed I’ve been gone, yet.”

Both of you continued chatting about random topics, the light aura thankfully taking your mind off of the heaviness in your chest.

In fact, your mind wandered to something else. Even Yoru was confused at how the mission went yesterday. And he was the same guy who, you know, called you spineless because he didn’t believe you. No, you still haven’t forgotten. So much so, you started to wonder how today’s dinner-date between you and the two would go wrong.

Maybe the fact you couldn’t eat with your right hand would come to play. Like you’d spill food all over you. Or… maybe they’d mix up the food and give you something wrong. That usually happens.

❤ฺ·。

And until now; the top contender was an option you somehow haven’t considered; your anxiety getting the better of you. The restaurant looked nothing like the ones you were used to. Sure, there were tables, but there were charcoal grills on the centre of each of them.

And the loud chatter of the customers. It drove you mad. It felt like each of them stared at you as you walked.

You practically clung on to Neon until you each found your table. Both of them sat next to each other and you sat on the opposite side, but…

“Wait, there’s an empty seat here, why didn’t Gekko join us?”

You pointed to your right, earning Neon’s attention. Just the mention of his name made her roll her eyes.

“He doesn’t want the smell of the meat to ruin his clothes again, or whatever..”

She mocked. But to you, it sounded like a fair reason.

“Uh… Doesn’t he have like, a plain shirt, or something?”

“Only that black one, and he doesn’t want it ruined, either. Anyway, Yoru wanted to tag along, he’ll be–”

You tuned out the rest of her words. Nevermind, it wasn’t the anxiety thing. Silly you. So, Yoru was going to be sitting right next to you, huh? On the day that you wore this, huh?

Ughhhhhhhhhhh…

“So, what meat do you guys want? I’m thinking some pork briskets! Oh, and, umm…”

“Chicken!”

Neon chimed in in excitement, and Jett matched the vibe with her equally massive grin. 

“Yeah, chicken! Yo, A/N, you should come with, I’ll help you pick out the meat and everything!”

“Uh–”

You couldn’t say no, how could you? Jett’s smile was just so amiable, and to see it immediately fall when you decline would be worse than anything that could ever happen.

And so you stood up, moving to her right so that she would grab your left arm. And grab it she did, excitedly moving you away from the sanctuary that was the table you both sat at.

“Careful, right arm’s not working!”

Neon called out jokingly, earning a chirpy giggle from Jett as you marched towards the butcher. And immediately, she began chatting, sweeping your anxiety off its feet as much as she could. She seemed like she knew what she was doing, right? You could depend on her.

Given that she hadn't visited in almost a year, Jett was delighted once she’d discovered and finally gotten to the new section the butchers’ opened up. With a massive assortment of new meat to pick from, she was overjoyed, and you both picked out whatever sounded good at the moment. Those pork briskets she mentioned, ribeye, shortribs, pork belly, and even squid for the hell of it.

Sure, your left arm was fine, but your right one killed you from carrying the multitude of platters of food. And just as you thought to go back to your table, Jett stopped, finding a new type of beef neither of you have seen.

“Look at that! They have wagyu now!”

Just hearing the name added on to your increasing anxiety.

“Uh, that’s an expensive type of beef, right?”

You both began walking towards your table with your multiple platters of food, already witnessing a waitress setting a few small plates where Neon sat.

“Duh, that’s why I’m letting Neon pay if she wants some. I’m gonna tell her!”

“...Isn’t that blackmail?”

“Pshhh, blackmail, schmackmail. Fade blackmailed everyone and nobody had a problem with it!”

You gave her an odd look; but it wasn’t until your friend’s loud greeting immediately caught her attention. That, coupled with the fact your arm was killing you.

“Neon, guess what? I found wagyu back there! Wanna check it out?”

Just as the both of you approached the table, you immediately caught someone sitting right where you were prior to getting up. Yeah, it was Yoru, working at the fired-up charcoal grill with a monumental amount of disinterest. He moved the mesh with a pair of tongs seemingly set by the waitress, a pair of particularly thick and large scissors also set close-by.

Both of them left to check out the cutlets, leaving you alone with Yoru, and you awkwardly sat down next to him. But thankfully, there was still space between both of you.

And Yoru wasn’t exactly apathetic to your choice of clothing. In fact, he observed it from the corner of his eye. More specifically; your fishnet stockings and the choker. But you didn’t notice it until the last second, and he swiftly turned his gaze back to the food just as you looked at him. What was he doing? You thought to yourself.

After a few seconds, you finally mustered up all of your courage and spoke up, but again, he beat you to it first.

“What’s your style, exactly?”

…

“Uh, what? Like, my outfit?”

“Yeah.” 

He grabbed the tongs you observed earlier and set a few chunks of beef on the mesh, searing them.

“Goth, why?”

“Goth? Huh. Neat.”

Your heart fluttered at this. First he stares, then he compliments you. Did that mission do something to him? You watched him turn the browned beef, despite his expression not changing.

"Hey, also, thanks for, uh, you know, helping me out."

…

"Whatever."

Nevermind. He took the scissors and began cutting them, oblivious to the confusion that overtook you.

"Can't you just accept a thank you for once?"

He set down the tongs and opened a drawer you hadn’t seen, taking out a set of metal chopsticks for two, but both were on his side. And of course, wet wipes, haphazardly tossing one over to you. Then, Yoru took a large piece of lettuce, and a few thinly sliced strips of browned beef.

"I won't accept it for doing my job. You wouldn't thank Sage for healing you, would you?"

"Yes I would!"

"Then that's a you problem."

With an exaggerated roll of your eyes, you sat back and scrutinised him as he worked.

"So, when can I thank you?"

"When I make you a wrap."

You blinked.

"What–"

He neatly wrapped it and set it in front of you, before moving on to something else.

"Eat up."

Your face turned red, and you nervously took it. God, he was just too snarky.

"Oh, thank y– uh, thank you."

"No problem."

You nervously nibbled at a portion of the lettuce that stuck out, your mind running wild like yesterday wasn’t a thing anymore. He just complimented and made you food. And accepted your thank you! What was wrong with him today?!

You had a couple of boyfriends before. Predictably, all ended in a disaster, but none of them made your palpitations go into overdrive just by acknowledging your existence. Was this some sort of manifestation of his radiancy? Like how Neon’s electrifyingly cuteness made sense after you discovered she had powers.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Yeah.”

You watched him ignore the delectable bright red beef and specifically aim for the squid you and Jett brought.

“You said I'm not unlucky, right?”

Just by the way he paused for a nanosecond, you could tell he was aggravated at this topic. Were you trying to start an argument in public?

“Yep.”

“Then how can you explain the last mission? If it’s not luck, then why would the mirrors show up when they’re not supposed to?”

You sat up, a loud crunch nearly drowning out your words as you accidentally clutched the lettuce in your hands with an intense grip. Too intense. The sauce almost dripped out, but you quickly held it over your plate.

Yoru shrugged, dipping his squid in some kind of deep crimson sauce.

“Don’t know about you, but my omamori’s been expired since Neon called me to deal with you.”

…

“What the hell’s an omamori?”

Yoru shook his head, eating the small piece of squid that sat between his metal chopsticks. He forgot how little you stepped out of your comfort zone.

“It’s a good luck charm. You get it from a shrine.”

You watched him take another piece of squid.

“Shrine? Isn’t that a place to pray?”

“It is.”

You paused. And by his unchanging tone, he didn’t sound like he was joking.

“Since when were you religious?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing! Uh– nothing.” 

Yoru couldn't help but smile at your reaction and watch you nervously shrink back to your seat. Was it that hard to believe something like this? You’re the third person who was shocked at this revelation, he thought. But that’s why he was late today. He was getting a new omamori, apparently. Huh. Now that you thought about it, that explained a few… many things about him. 

You slowly took a bite of your lettuce wrap, unsure whether to ask the few dozen questions that popped up. On another note, the wrap he made was unfathomably delicious.

"Hey guys! What were you talking about?"

Jett called out from behind, noticing the food in your hand. And it was a safe bet to say you both got along pretty well. You smiled as they sat down, Neon placing the platter of bright red beef right next to the squid.

"I just found out Yoru's religious. Can you believe it?"

"Really? Wait, didn't Neon tell you? She knew the whole time!"

"Like hell she did. Even I felt bad when I had to tell Sage I wasn't a buddhist."

You raised an eyebrow at Yoru’s interjection, noticing the Filipino rolling her eyes with diva-like exaggeration. Neon grabbed the tongs and began setting her cutlets on the mesh; searing it like Yoru did.

"What-ever. What's the difference between buddhism and shintoism, anyway?"

"At least we practise restraint."

Neon huffed with a red face.

"Hoy! We split the bill!" she mumbled, "And it's– you know, it's good to indulge once in a while! Healthy, even!"

Jett patted Neon on the back, ushering her to sit down. But even she couldn't stifle her laughter as expertly as Yoru did.

He definitely indulged a bit in your outfit, that’s for sure. But should you really be saying that?

"Going out to have fun sometimes is healthy, for your information. You could take a page out of Neon's book."

“I’m already doing too much by being here.”

The Korean waved him off, grabbing the large scissors to cut Neon’s beef once it was cooked properly.

“This? This is nothing. You should come with us next time Sage gets a break, it’s so fun to go to, like, at least seven places before the sun even sets!”

"I don’t have that kind of energy. And pass the jeot."

She complied.

You took a bite of your lettuce wrap as you watched them playfully bicker with each other, Neon and Jett miserably failing at convincing Yoru to go out with them more often. Though you took more of a backseat in this conversation than you normally would, it was hard not to. Watching someone like Yoru interact more calmly with people was just too addicting. He also looked pretty cute when he didn't have the face of someone about to gut you, but I digress.

❤ฺ·。

The night was fun. Super fun. And even though you all smelled like barbeque the moment you left, you were luckily endowed with an empty street to walk down, only a few passerby at this time of the night. Whilst they talked, Jett’s eyes roamed the nearby buildings as she pondered something she seemed keen on not sharing… until now.

“Yo, A/N, I’ve been thinking.”

“What’s up?”

“You ever hear of this one phrase that goes like; ‘fortune favours the bold’?”

You walked in silence for a moment, the sounds of tiny rocks crushed under your weight taking over for a moment.

“Uh, like once on a poster in my boss’s office. Why?” 

Yoru already knew where this was going.

“I’m just saying, things would totally go your way if you were more… outspoken. You know?”

“I, uh, I guess, sure, but that’s kinda out of nowhere.”

“Jett gets philosophical when summer ends.”

Jett waved Yoru off with a smile.

“Come on, it’s good advice, I’m serious! Try it right now. So we’re walking around, yeah? And you suddenly see something. Look at that, uhhh… that building!”

She suddenly pointed to a convenience store across two roads, its bright neon lights shining brilliantly against the black and starless midnight sky.

“Okay, think confidence. You wanna go to that store, so, you tell us confidently. Come on, tell us!”

“I, uh, so… Can we go to that store?”

“No, say it like you mean it! Say it like you’re the boss!”

You cleared your throat and raised your voice higher than what you were comfortable with.

“Let’s go to that store.”

“There we go, that’s the spirit! Come on people, hop to!”

Jett grabbed Neon and your wrists, moving towards the store with a peculiar amount of joy in her movements. Neither you nor your Filipino friend could tell what was up, but unbeknownst to both of you, Yoru already read her like a book.

And with an audible ding that was accentuated by the present stillness of the store, that’s where you and Yoru stopped. 

“You know Jett played you, right?”

“Why?”

“Look at her, she just wanted soda.”

You both watched Jett who, instead of looking around and taking in the atmosphere like you two did, quickly moved towards the fridge aisle. Neon awkwardly followed from behind. But instead of sharing his pessimism; you allowed a smile to paint your features.

“But I got a life lesson out of it! If I don’t want that last mission to happen again, I need to stop being so spineless. And that starts now.”

Oh but when he said it, you got mad. Maybe that mission knocked some sense into you, he thought, but he thought better than to say that out loud.

“Whatever, just don’t do it around me.”

He immediately disappeared to the makeup aisle and left you alone. Classic, sure, but you noticed one awry thing whilst you were both talking; he didn’t even look at you once. Now that you thought about it, he hasn’t been looking at you since he scrutinised you before dinner.

…

You shrugged and decided to move to where the lipsticks were, a fashionable idea suddenly popping up in your head.

❤ฺ·。

The moment the cashier set the lipstick in the palm of your hand, you immediately took it, applied it, and headed over to the nearest mirror. And you were right; you were a stunner with this. It was as if it was the final piece of the puzzle to connect everything together. The black tint of it worked to pleasantly complement your skin, eyelashes, clothes, and… Neon was behind you, excitedly looming over you. Well, she would be if you weren’t the same height.

“Nice, A/N! I always forget how pale you are with those lame conservative jeans you wear.”

“I worked in a bank, not Hot Topic, dummy.”

She playful rolled her eyes in response. But when you went to meet her gaze, you caught a glimpse of Yoru out of the corner of your eye. Just as you moved to look at him, he immediately turned his head, conveniently avoiding you the moment you noticed him. No, he was definitely looking at you.

“Yo, Neon, is it just me, or is Yoru acting weird?”

She looked at him. And to her, he was inconspicuously looking through some makeup.

“Is it because he’s looking through makeup? I’ll have you know, his eyeliner game is on point. Not as good as Reyna’s, though!”

“No, that’s not what I meant. Usually he looks at me like I’m some peasant, or something. But he hasn’t looked at me today. Not even once.”

You were curious about the eyeliner thing, though.

“Maybe the last mission’s still bothering him, whatever happened.”

“But… he was totally normal when we got back.”

Neon began twirling a lock of blue and yellow hair around her index finger as you both stared at him.

“Sounds like you should sort it out with him.”

“No way, I’m not doing that.”

She scoffed and looked at you.

“What happened to ‘fortune favours the bold’? Seriously, just be upfront and clear things up. Maybe it’s not even the mission. Wait! Maybe it’s the outfit?”

Neon pointed at your collarbones as she spoke, but you quickly pushed her hand away with a red face.

“Stop! Isn’t he religious?”

“Ha, religious? He’s no monk. Need I remind you he learned Portuguese just to flirt when we went to Salvador?”

You blinked in surprise. Learned Portuguese just to flirt? That’s actually kinda impressive.

Once they caught up, you stared at Yoru and Jett as they spoke for a moment, before letting out a deep sigh. Just by their postures, you could tell they were ready to check out. But he had no problem looking at Jett right in the eye with that same annoyed expression he always had. So what made you so different?

“I’ll… I’ll deal with him tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow? But that’s so far away!”

“Hey guys! What’s going on?”

You both jumped once Jett and Yoru made their way towards you, a gleeful smile lifting the Korean’s cheeks. But you could tell that they caught wind of your conversation. Pun intended.

“Nothing, we were just talking about the… uh, next mission.”

“Oh yeah! I heard that Cypher caught something. Me and Raze have been trying to butt in, but…”

The conversation was led astray to random nonsense. Nevertheless, you took this chance to confirm your suspicions. And you were right, it looked like he intentionally avoided meeting your gaze. Even when you were so obviously scrutinising him. You started to feel guilty once a few theories formed in your head.

Was it your outburst that day that made him uncomfortable, or the fact he had to take care of you so that you’d both finally go back? Either way, you needed to clear things up.

❤ฺ·。

Until the next morning, Jett’s words ran through your mind and you were more and more convinced that you needed to get a hold of yourself. Sure, you never asked to be in Valorant, but you were. And as Gekko would say, ‘it is what it is.’ So you decided to do what many considered the impossible and confront Yoru about yesterday. If you were going to be working together, the air between you must be cleared. And that’s speaking from a logical business standpoint.

One small issue; you didn't know how. And that's why you spent the entire morning in your bed, brainstorming ideas on how to approach the unapproachable. 

Bursting into his room and demanding an answer to what was going on sounded more like being rude more than it did being confident. And the idea of asking Neon for help made you shrink so much that snails would be jealous. Actually, putting it that way, she’d probably manipulate her way into eating Yoru’s food. So… how?

You hugged your pillow tightly and sifted through the hundreds of ideas you had. And you thought that maybe you should thank him instead of demonising him, right? Sure, he was acting weird, but he helped you out at your worst in that mission. It would be rude not to bring that up. Also, he made you a lettuce wrap.

One tempting idea managed to stand out amongst all of them... one you were too nervous to act on– oh, to hell with it.

You grabbed your phone, opened his DMs and forced yourself to type what was on your mind.

❤ฺ·。

One turn of his wrench evoked a loud squeak that echoed throughout the workshop. Yoru twisted it, and successfully stopped the noise. Then, he straightened his back with a deep sigh, roughly tapping the new tire of his motorcycle a few times to make sure it was in place. And luckily for him, it was.

Yoru stood up and tossed the wrench on the crowded workbench. He successfully added more onto the mess, but it's not like he really cared either. He just replaced the tire of his vehicle, how could he not be excited? Well, as excited as Yoru can be.

He dusted off his hands. But against the silence that enveloped him, the sound of an oncoming message quickly caught his attention. Weird, he thought. He usually set his phone on mute.

Yoru reached for his phone to read the message. And he was definitely surprised.

'Yo'

'Can we talk?'

With a deep sigh, Yoru dusted off his hands once more and began typing his minimalistic response.

'?'

'About the mission'

'I wanted to say thanks lol'

'For helping me out'

He stared at the message for a few seconds. Then, he shook his head. You were just thanking him, that's all. Nothing special. You must've gotten comfortable after what happened yesterday. That was probably the reason for all of this, he thought.

'nw'

'Wouldnt it b fun if i thanked u personally?'

'We should totally go out!'

Yoru felt the remaining energy in his body immediately disperse like a clowder of cats.

'ugh you sound like neon'

'we already went out'

'I mean only us dummy'

He felt himself slightly blush, but immediately let his instincts take over for his next message.

'im good'

You sent an unamused emoji.

'So boring'

'Whatevs ur missing out'

'I had this corset I wanna wear but guess I'll save it for when phoenix treats us next week'

Yoru forced a scoff for himself, but he couldn't hold back the cheeky smile that painted his slightly pink face. He thought about what he should say to that for a few seconds. Then, he began typing the most unrelated response he could think of to throw you off.

'nix? lol'

'Yeah? Why?'

'nothing'

'he just picks the worst restaurants is all'

He noticed a pause in your replies for a moment. It took you a few seconds to begin typing once more.

'Easy for you to say, Gordon Ramsay'

If he had a nickel every time someone called him Gordon Ramsay.

Yoru put the phone down for a moment and thought about the offer. As much as he didn't want to say it; seeing you in a corset sounded really tempting. After all, he didn't expect you to have good taste when it came to fashion. But after yesterday? He might have to ask you for a few tips. Of course, he’d never say that to your face.

He tapped on the flimsy wooden workbench in an attempt to keep himself grounded. Then he simply decided to type out what was on his mind.

'i mean im down only if u can handle "boring" places'

God, why was he allowing this?

'Boring?'

'Neon calls me boring does that count lol'

'Whats the spot'

'was gonna go to a park'

'aslong as you dont run your mouth im cool w bringing you along'

'Pshhh run my mouth? Thats right up my alley count me in'

He had to hold back the urge to punch himself. Why was he allowing this?!

'saturday 9 am'

'Gotcha'

While you hugged your phone on your side with a triumphant grin on your face, Yoru sighed and immediately regretted this decision. He didn't even know why he was going along with all of this. He hated you, didn't want to spend time with you, and thought you were a nuisance. At least, that's what he told himself.

This is gonna be a long day, isn't it?

❤ฺ·。

Considering the fact that it was a Friday, and that meant you only had the rest of the day to prepare mentally and physically for what was basically a DATE, you were fighting an uphill battle with yourself on the decision you have made. In your mind was a maelstrom of anxiety that practically begged you to cancel and sit in bed for the rest of the day. The usual stuff anxiety begged you to do. But in the mirror was a goth bombshell who was about to have the best date of her life. So really, did you have anything to worry about?

That's the thought that roamed through your mind after you'd gotten ready and moved towards the promised spot in the base. But there was one thing that threatened its position; Yoru's scrutiny.

That’s right, you weren’t safe from his judgemental gaze after you’d worn the corset that accentuated your petite figure. He (very obviously) looked you up and down once you'd arrived, before opening his mouth to speak.

"Nice outfit."

You raised an eyebrow, taking note of his monotone voice.

"Why, is it bad?"

"Never said that. I just expected the usual conservative crap."

You rolled your eyes. Neon must've taught him that word.

"Gee, thanks. Jett had a hand in this, you know."

"I was there. Looks like you finally grew a pair. Congratulations."

You crossed your arms with a cheeky smile.

"And you finally got a good look at me without going all red. "

You were already proud of the response you had ready before you even said it. And now, with the subtle shift in his expression that conveyed his surprise; you were even happier. Then, he freely smirked.

"Someone's snappy today."

"I learned from the best. So, are we going yet?"

"Yeah, yeah. Just shut up and follow."

Yoru quickly turned his back on you to move through the nearby doorway before another word could be exchanged. And you swore you saw a slight pink tinge on his cheeks. 

You weren't sure whether or not he was just as nervous as you were. His voice sounded the same, but it was obvious how much he had to work to keep eye contact with you. Even his posture was out of place. Instead of flipping his comb, his hands were in his pockets.

But what was even more embarrassing was how much you knew about Yoru's habits to deduce what was amiss about it.

❤ฺ·。

Nevertheless, the dread still remained throughout the trip.

And you wanted to hate Tokyo just to spite him for having an attitude. You really did. But you just couldn’t; the place he picked was simply too perfect. Contrary to your expectations of a dense and overbearing tourist attraction, he took you somewhere you never would’ve expected in a million years. 

There were a certain amount of people, sure, but the space was so vast that the nearest couple were miles away from you. That wasn’t to mention the foliage, the ruins, serenity and enormous space; it was all so…

“Where are we?”

“The imperial palace.”

More specifically, the east gardens. But I digress. Your eyes landed on the traditional structures you were so enamoured with. 

“No, that’s the Edo castle. That,” He held your chin and directed you towards the ‘modern’ architecture, “is the palace.”

You stopped to observe a massive bridge that held itself above the clear waters. Cradled by the foliage and the delicate structures surrounding it, it took your breath away within a second. The Nijubashi bridge.

“Wow… Can we go there?”

Yoru couldn’t help but chuckle at your naivete.

“It’s not open to the public, A/N. Only on New Years or the emperor’s birthday.”

“Lame.”

You said with a cheeky smile, unintentionally moving closer to Yoru.

Both of you continued down the organised concrete path. You couldn’t help but stare at the bed of colourful flowers laid out on each side. However, while you were enamoured, it seems like Yoru wasn’t; since he let out a wistful sigh as he looked around.

"This place doesn't change, does it?"

"You've been here before?"

"Plenty of times."

"How plenty we talking?"

"No doubt, the emperor knows me by now."

He said with utmost confidence. So much confidence, he took out his comb and promptly began flipping it whilst you walked. Each click almost synchronised with the clicks of your own boots. That's when you knew he was back to his usual self. And you were still embarrassed for knowing.

Nevertheless, a quick giggle escaped you at his joke.

"I get it, because you could sneak in with your dimension powers, right? That would be funny."

You kept smiling, but it slowly fell once you noticed that he didn't bother to refute what you'd said.

"You're not joking, are you?"

"This place is in a good spot too. It's basically surrounded by everything you need."

You raised an eyebrow, but your attention was promptly swept away by a row of organised bushes that paved way for a few benches.

"Why don't you bring the others here, then? That could be a fun activity for the group."

"Tch, I'm good. We could be climbing a mountain and they'd find a way to call it boring."

"Yeah, that checks out... But what about Phoenix? You're his friend."

Yoru rolled his eyes.

"He can't do anything without blasting music in his ears. "

"We're the only normal ones then, right?"

You said with a cheeky grin, and the Japanese couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at this accusation.

"You're calling me normal?"

"Yeah. Right now, you are. You know, I never would've thought someone like you liked peaceful stuff like... parks. And shrines."

He flicked his comb shut.

"Lady, you get scared and shocked at everything. I'm surprised you didn't freak out and came along today."

"Didn't you get shocked when I put on black lipstick?"

Yoru immediately cleared his throat and moved his eyes back to the path.

"No idea what you're talking about."

A laugh involuntarily escaped you.

This was so much fun. And you wanted to scold yourself for never having done this before; standing your ground in the face of an insult. Well, it was clearly banter coming from him, but the point still stands. Screw the bracelet you wielded, it was nothing compared to the new ability you unlocked; confidence! It only took you, what, your entire life? Yeah, sounds about right.

At least you managed to get the hang of it, that's for sure.

Hours flew like minutes as the both of you continued chatting and you explored the area. Surprisingly, talking to him was fun. It was light-hearted, surface-level, and the exact opposite of how confrontational he was the whole time. Yoru was much more relaxed, more talkative, and he even took insults pretty well when it wasn't anything serious.

Besides, he looked so endearing when he'd genuinely smile. In fact, it felt kind of... serene to spend the time with him like this. It was as if you were finally taking a break after years upon years of chaos.

Just you and a guy you thought was cute in a park alone chatting... Yeah, nothing weird about that, right?

Moving down the organised path, you caught yet another stunning view. It somehow triumphed over everything you’ve seen the past few hours. And this time, you couldn't help but pull on Yoru’s sleeve.

“Look at that.”

You suddenly pointed to a nearby river enveloped by a multitude of brilliantly green trees, each leaf gently swayed by the wind. With the flowing water right underneath it, it looked like some sort of fictional setting someone had painted.

Both of you approached the railing that gave you a better view. There, not only could you now breathe in the fresh air, but also see a few rowing… boats. Emphasis on few. There were only two, and combined with the large distance, they were mere specks you had to dig out.

“Are those boats?”

“Yeah. People rent them and row around the river.”

“Is it a part of the cast– uh, palace?”

You made sure to note the difference between the Edo castle and the Imperial palace. Yoru paused for a moment and pocketed his comb.

“You could say that. But it’s Kitanomaru park.” He leaned on the railings just as you did. “It’s another well-known spot here.”

You watched a few more leaves escape the branches and gently fall onto the water.

“This place is so pretty… Imagine living here.”

“You should wait until May. That’s when the cherry trees bloom. I might even take you to the river when that happens.”

May? That’s only a few days away… You looked at him in confusion, before smiling.

“You’d do that?”

Yoru quickly cleared his throat and turned his gaze away.

“Nevermind.”

You stifled a giggle. Must've been a Freudian slip, like the times you caught him staring yesterday. You rested your chin on your hand and thought for a moment; a new bout of anxiety taking control of your thoughts.

Why was he acting nice? Was it because of the way you spoke to him today, or did the discomfort from that mission manifest, or something? It didn't make sense, but you wanted a proper reason as to why he was acting this way. A solid one that your anxiety couldn't exploit.

You sighed and thought for the next few minutes. Then, a giggle escaped you.

"You know, I completely forgot why we even came here."

"Tch. Really?"

"Yeah. I wanted to tell you something... uh, what was it? I wanted to thank you, right? For that mission. I'm still impressed, now that I think about it. You didn't even hesitate, it's like you knew exactly what to do."

You smiled to yourself for a moment, before continuing.

"Say, how'd you know what to do?"

...

"Tch, what kind of question is that?"

You turned to Yoru with your chin still on your hand.

"I'm just saying. I've never met anyone who knows how to deal with stuff like that. It's like you know everything."

Silence settled in the moment you shut your mouth. And only then did you notice the sudden heaviness that slowly befell the two of you. Yoru was uncomfortable; and at this point, that fact was one even you couldn’t deny. Crap, you thought. Did you say something wrong?

It took him a moment. But eventually, he opened his mouth to speak.

"I– I guess it's just something I relate to."

...

"Relate to?"

"You know, the panicking thing. Being cursed, whatever that was. "

You perked up at this, confusion taking over your mind.

"So you've– wait, does that mean you felt the same way I did?"

"Technically. It was a decade ago but... It still would've been a trash move if I just left you to deal with it on your own. Thought I'd try to make it easier."

"Wait..."

Thousands of thoughts took over your mind, and you struggled to spit out just one cohesive sentence.

"Does– so, does that mean– you mean this whole time you've been helping me? Since I joined?"

He stared at the river for a second.

"Well, I only helped because you were helpless... at the start."

"But–"

Yoru seemed embarrassed the more he saw the cogs in your brain turn. You were practically figuring him out, and he really didn't enjoy that. But he couldn't say anything. Not when he laid it out for you; the fact that he used to share your level of anxiety. And helped you.

It was almost the direct opposite of the crab mentality. And coming from Yoru? It was a shock.

"Wow, that makes so much sense... So, you were just like me, huh?"

You couldn't help but grin at this revelation.

"That's so sweet... No offence, I thought it was just my luck we kept getting put together."

"Tch, of course it was. It's not like I was waiting for you every morning."

You giggled. It was undeniable. He was mortified at this point. But just as you wanted to ask one question, another one popped up; one much more important.

"Is that also why you didn't look at me yesterday?"

He was clearly caught off guard by this.

"What–? No, that's– that's unrelated."

"Well? Don't leave me hanging. Tell me."

He rolled his eyes.

"You already got enough out of me. "

"Just this once."

His face turned into a deeper shade of red, but he still refused to look at you.

"I'm not saying anything else."

"Ugh, you're lame."

You crossed your arms with a smile as you processed this newfound information. The fact that Yoru was helping you. Well, not at the start, but it still meant a lot to you. He was basically the reason you managed to get to this point with everything. Of course, some credits to Jett. But more importantly; how can you make him fess up about yesterday?

...

An idea popped up, and you met his gaze with a particularly devious expression.

"Yo, if you tell me, I'll give you a hug."

His eyes widened.

"W– what?"

"Yeah! A hug. Not too much for someone like you."

You crossed your arms with confidence as you spoke.

"Pretty fair offer, right?"

He stared at you with a flustered expression for a few seconds, and all he could muster up were a few words.

"That's– um, that's a reach."

"Neon told me what happened back in Salvador, you know."

He rolled his eyes with a sigh.

"Of course she did. Fine, I'll tell you. But just one... quick hug. Nothing more. I don't want your perfume on me."

You couldn't help but giggle. His words were getting more and more quiet as he went along, and combined with his defensive posture; his crossed arms? He was adorable. And a prude, but that's besides the point.

"You have my word."

He took a deep breath.

"I thought– I just thought you were pretty. That's all."

"Pretty?"

"Yeah. Pretty."

You giggled and fiddled with your bracelet as he spoke.

“I shouldn't be shocked you think goth is pretty, but, you know…”

“Shocked? That's a first."

There he goes again, you thought. You scoffed and decided to take it upon yourself to shut him up.

Just as Yoru blinked, he found your arms wrapped tightly around him. He was forcefully pulled into a tender embrace, and it definitely took him at least a minute to comprehend the fact. He paused and looked down on you with wide eyes, the warmth exuded from you leaving a foreign impact on him. Unfortunately, it just made him flush even more.

You were... hugging him. You. Hugging him. Did he get that right…?

Once the cogs in his brain started moving again, he slowly put both of his hands behind your back and returned it. This detail didn't fly by you. And you couldn't help but chuckle to yourself.

It was only once you pulled away did you really see how much this simple move left a mark on him. He looked like a mess. Yoru quickly cleared his throat, but it didn't help with how raspy his voice had gotten. Thanks to a simple hug, of course.

"Oh wow... you– you actually did it."

"About time someone put you in your place, huh?"

Both of you shared a quick chuckle until he spoke up once more.

"I'm not complaining. Looks like you don't need my help anymore, huh?"

You smiled in triumph. Hopefully not.

"I– I know we have different beliefs, but... just in case."

Yoru slipped something in your hand. But once you pulled away and revealed your palm; it took you a second to recognise what the uniquely designed object was.

It was... an omamori?

"It helped me at my worst, I'm hoping it helps you too. I'm not saying you have to keep it–"

"Are you kidding? I'm totally bringing this for the next mission! In fact, I'll tie it to my Bulldog for extra protection."

You said with a wink. Yoru attempted to cover his red face with his hand; to no avail.

"Thanks..."

Sure, you didn't share the same beliefs, but at this point, did you really have any right to refuse what he gave you? Just saying no to him at this point would shatter your heart to a million pieces. You pocketed the omamori to ensure its safety, before meeting his gaze with a beaming grin.

"So, wanna keep showing me around?"

He nodded.

"Y– yeah, sure. I can do that."

"Great!"

Yoru didn't expect you to link your arm with his. But with a weak smile, he simply went along with it, and you both continued on your path.

Though you confused a few of the passerby on your relationship, this time, however, you definitely looked like a couple. And it's not like you really minded either. You even took his tip and hid the omamori inside your phone case the same way he would do. And until the next mission, it would stay there.

[wulvercazz]

Thinking about dancer Grimmjow a lot🫢💦 and maybe artist Ichigo 🥺💕

Ichigo who’s always looking for inspiration, always a sketchbook and some sort of graphite or pen on hand; drawing strangers is great practice after all.

Him sitting outside a dance studio, perhaps? 👀 idk yet exactly what kind of dancer, but I imagine Grimmjow would do something that requires a lot of elasticity and movement. He’s the type that knows a bit of everything but likes stuff that occupies his whole body and honestly enjoys using new alt music most, like contemporary dance, something that feels almost like gymnastics to him.

Ichigo goes there regularly, he finds dancers of any kind are great for dynamic drawings, and one of the younger students’ teachers there knows him and knows he’s not some sort of creep; he’ll even show her at times the drawings he’s made of her choreographies. Yoruichi just loves to look at herself, he’s sure.

But the studio doesn’t just host children and teens’ dance classes; older, more experienced dancers go there to work and practice and meet-up for future projects (he’s come to learn, on the times Yoru spooks him away from having his nose buried between paper and pen).

It’s always great when new dancers come in, all with different dance styles, approaches to the art, different faces and even body types.

Then he comes along. Aggressive in his art, but somehow careful, graceful like a feline, sure of himself and his skills. Shoots a cold look his way the first time he sees him, Ichigo’s almost ashamed of the little crush that flourishes from the way this man so easily puts him down with his eyes.

Maybe not right away, but he can’t deny that very look chases him even now. Sketching away on a farther bench than usual in case the guy with the blue hair and the jaguar tattoo sees him drawing him, again.

Nothing inherently wrong with it— mind you, he’s still not being a creep. The guy hasn’t asked him to stop, hasn’t said much at all actually; brushed off his stuttered apology and only winked his way when asked if he should stop.

But god forbid he ever give Grimmjow fucking Jaegerjaquez the satisfaction of catching him sketching the perfect curve of his spine with the eyes of a maniac, again. Looming over him with a predatory grin and an accusatory, amused, look that knew —Ichigo knows he knew— exactly how many times he’d practiced that stupid curve.

also I’m headcanoning Grimmjow as mexican/german, bc I can✨ mexican mom and german dad, so he is fluent in spanish, german and english and totally speaks with a jumble of all three when he’s in comfortable company, def think he lived most of his life in mexico tho bc yes,,, also maybe sibling Nelliel??? yes🥹??? Not mentioned either but I’m thinking this is Ichigo studying at an art school abroad too 🤔✨

none of this is super important to the au bc I’m just here to throw my obsession with drawing Grimm’s pretty body at Ichigo lmaooo but ,, ye spanish-speaking grimmjow and *uwu twirls hair, draws your pretty butt as flirting* Ichigo lmaoo💕

also ofc they end up fucking, bc it’s me ofc they do— and maybe there’s a moment when Ichigo’s fckn balls deep and the mofo’s like— ‘wait don’t move- can I draw your cock?’ *is already manifesting a sketchbook* Grimmjow is horrified, but also flattered,,, and apparently not even that can make his dick go limp for the red-head so… fine he can draw his cock while he’s just there splayed half on his lap, half on the bed, and fully on his stupid dick.

[chaztalk]

Rinkai!

Studio: TMS Entertainment (Fruits Basket)

Summary: Izumi Itō is a high school girl who loves cycling. After witnessing a race in which the best female bicycle racers compete against each other, Izumi vows to become a bicycle racer with her friends.

A Salad Bowl of Eccentrics (Henjin no Salad Bowl)

Studio: Synergy SP (Major), Studio Comet (Initial D)

Summary: While trailing someone, the poor detective Sousuke Kaburagi runs into Sara, an imperial princess from another world who uses black magic. Sousuke and Sara gradually begin living together, but in the blink of an eye, Sara becomes accustomed to modern-day Japan...

Girls Band Cry

Studio: Toei Animation (One Piece)

Summary: The main character drops out of high school in her second year, and aims at entering a university while working alone in Tokyo. A girl is betrayed by her friends and doesn't know what to do. Another girl is abandoned by her parents, and tries to survive in the city by doing part-time jobs. This world lets us down all the time. Nothing goes as planned. But we want something that we can continue to like. We believe there's a place where we belong. That's why we sing.

Unnamed Memory

Studio: ENGI

Summary: Witches—the centuries-old mages that command power immense enough to bring catastrophe. Oscar, the crown prince of the powerful kingdom of Farsas, was cursed as a young boy to never sire an heir. Hoping to break the magic, he seeks out Tinasha, the strongest witch on the continent. To meet her, he climbs her tower, as she is said to grant the wish of any who successfully do so. Yet, when he arrives at the top…he requests that Tinasha become his bride!

Viral Hit

Studio: Okuruto Noboru (Tomodachi Game)

Summary: Scrawny high school student Hobin Yoo is probably the last guy you’d expect to star in a NewTube channel that revolves around fighting. But after following some advice from a mysterious NewTube channel, Hobin is soon knocking out guys stronger than him and raking in more money than he could have ever dreamed of. Can Hobin keep this up, or will he eventually meet his match?

Mission: Yozakura Family

Studio: SILVER LINK. (Non Non Biyori)

Summary: Taiyo Asano is a super shy high school student and the only person he can talk to is his childhood friend, Mutsumi Yozakura. It turns out that Mutsumi is the daughter of the ultimate spy family. Even worse, Mutsumi is being harassed by her overprotective, nightmare of a brother, Kyoichiro. Taiyo will have to take drastic steps to save Mutsumi.

Jellyfish Can’t Swim in the Night

Studio: Doga Kobo (Oshi no Ko)

Summary: The young artist Yoru Kurage has been on hiatus ever since a certain incident. In reality, her name is Mahiru Kōzuki. She became traumatized by the pressure of being "special" and instead decided to live a normal, standard high school life. However, things change when she meets former idol Kano Yamanōchi.

A Crow Doesn't Choose Its Master (Karasu wa Aruji o Erabanai)

Studio: Pierrot (Bleach)

Summary: Yukiya is the lackluster second son of a regional boss in the North House territory. His younger brother has overtaken him in academics. He is no good at sword battle, either. Not that this ever bothers him. So it comes as a shock when this boy, who claims to have no ambition whatsoever, is the one chosen to attend the Imperial Prince in Court--. What awaits Yukiya and his new master is intrigue, murder, a mysterious drug, and invasion from an unexpected enemy. Can they save the world of Yatagarasu (three-legged crows of Japanese myth)?

Mysteries, Maidens, And Mysterious Disappearances

Studio: Zero-G (Grand Blue)

Summary: A mysterious incident that occurs in a row in a city. The challenge to this monster is... With a writer's aspiration, Sumireko, who is a plain girl and has a lot of sexual appeal and body. Although it looks like a boy, it is a bookstore clerk from Adashino who is full of mystery.

[closet-is-tired]

(Uhhh, spoilers for csm156 I guess)

Everyone and their dog had been debating who it is that's gonna break denji out...

And the common consensus is that it's either Asa/Yoru or Reze.

But I bring you something better...

BOTH OF THEM!

So here's my very serious analysis on why asarezeden might actually be the future!

Arms & shaped fish

The starfish thing has been brought up time and time again. and honestly, I see this moment being an odd but interesting piece of foreshadowing.

Fujimoto loves his parallels, and as of 156, both Asa and Denji have lost a limb from their right side. This could represent their "scales" of morality tipping further in one direction and them having to physically pay the price for it.

I also see the starfish as a bit of a symbol of resilience for Asa. Because currently, she may be the only character that hasn't completely lost it. And this could be cause of her more grey sense of morality. Another animal Asa is heavily associated with is birds. They're shown to haunt her dreams, and Yoru even initially appeared to Asa as a bird. I don't think it's a stretch of the imagination to say that birds are meant to represent freedom here. They are they devices that eventually lead to Asa having a further sense of self, freeing her from the societal constraints that kept her down in the past.

Foreshadowing?

I definitely see this as a defining moment for Yoru. Purely writing wise, it makes sense that this would be an important element to Yoru's character. When introducing new characters to an audience, a character's overall goals are pretty relevant to their place in the story. Yoru's biggest goal is to kill chainsaw man. Who's to say an element of this goal wouldn't include bringing back the nuclear weapons devil? After all, even at the current point of the story, there doesn't seem to be nearly enough fear around War to make Yoru feasibly strong enough to take down Pochita. (don't quote me on that, I'm not a powerscaler) So for her goal to include bringing back a past ally that had proven to be notable enough for Yoru to mention by name, wouldn't be particularly out of left field...

I also wouldn't put it past her to not know/realize the nuclear weapons and bomb devil are the same thing...

An additional point my friend brought up; Yoru may not actually be looking for Chainsaw man here, but the nuclear weapons(Bomb) devil. The likelihood of Reze still being alive but being imprisoned or otherwise under the control of public safety is relatively high. She's a hybrid after all, I don't think a single spear through the chest from Makima would be enough to kill her. So for Yoru to try and continue with her plans of killing Chainsaw man (in this case freeing her ally to help strengthen herself) while being in wider control of Asa's body could also be a possibility.

What's owed

Reze definitely has some guilt around Denji saving her. The cool act she tried to put on afterward was very shittly crafted. You can see the cracks in it as the scene moves forward, and Reze can't exactly keep a straight face. That guilt combined with her later realization that she genuinely did like Denji could make her more inclined to want to help him this time around.

I'd like to see their very opposite personalities clash. Especially now as Asa further learns to let down her emotional walls I think they could learn a lot from each other. I just feel that their dynamic could be so soo deeply interesting.

Also, Reze is seen to yearn for normalcy. She seems to genuinely enjoy the front of a slow-paced life she's put up pre meeting denji. And even in her last panels wishes she had gone to school and had a chance to live a normal life. Although I doubt her entrance into part 2 would be particularly "normal"... I can see her becoming attached to Asa because of her proximity to normality. Despite everything, Asa always seems to be somewhat grounded in reality, and I think that is at least partially because of her being "normal". Even as part two progressed, Asa has still held onto her humanity. And I think that's because her humanity is such a fundamental part of her character. Her "normal teen girl" problems are what lead her to die and become entagled in this in the first place. they’re what continues to bring her down to earth when she needs it.

So it feels natural for Reze to be attracted to Asa...

And her potentially helping Asa could also make a lot of sense...

The meaning of dreams

Denji very very clearly craves intimacy, which usually manifests itself in... not the best ways?

Especially now that Denji has actually experienced various forms of love, he is somewhat more capable of distinguishing the type of love he years for. And with Asa, Denji finally got the semblance of a "normal" romance no matter how awkward it actually was.

Something I find so interesting is the framing of these relationships. Fujimoto is known to constantly make references to movies, and although I haven't exactly gotten to the point of scoring through the pages for any crumb of a rom-com reference, I know a vibe when I sense one. It's so achingly clear that Denji's relationships with Asa and Reze are framed like rom-coms. (Also, his relationship with Makima is partially framed like this, but that's a can of worms I'm not quite ready to open... yet) They have all the elements for it, from meet-cutes to their dates to even their first kisses. The framing of it all is so so abundantly there!

Honestly, the fact that denji wants multiple girlfriends is made reference to on multiple occasions feels like a little much to avoid... it's brought up in some very non comedic moments, which makes me question if this may actually be foreshadowing. It could just be a manifestation of Denji's yearning for romantic love and affection? Or is it the foundations being laid for a future romantic resolution? Could Chainsaw Man be the first mainstream Shonen to end with thruple???

Will this all become invalid once the new chapter comes out?

Probably...

[sugar-grigri]

What is a family?

Hello everyone, I'm in exam period so we're going to start with a very short analysis

We saw in the previous analysis, in chapter 152, that Denji wanted to be a CSM and that suffering, mental and physical pain, was inherent to being a CSM. Suffering was a claim for the protagonist, that of accepting his suffering to the point of finding pleasure in it, that of accepting that experiences can be painful, of not being protected

Especially by Nayuta, the control devil who can only conceive of happiness with one person, and that's enough for her.

But above all, I think that since Denji had accepted the fact of committing himself to the path of suffering, he didn't want Nayuta to join him, hence his desire to keep her away from him.

But what this chapter shows is that a family can't be chosen, it's simply there.

People do what they do, always projecting all their frustrations onto CSM, this faceless chimera. CSM is as much a good-luck charm as a match to be burned for bad luck.

Denji's dream of being seen was full of meaning, because what people see in CSM is precisely their suffering and despair.

Yes, CSM represents suffering - yes, you have to suffer to be him, just as he will only evoke suffering for others.

The contract with the fire demon was simple: become what you want. As he had suggested to Yuko, the thought-hearing monster was suitable for a socially eccentric girl who had trouble understanding others.

So when people try to burn CSM, they're burning what they want CSM to be: their suffering.

The lighter was an image that had already been introduced by Barem, who ironically presented himself as a CSM fan, foreshadowing the fact that many CSM fans had pacted with the demon of fire, fire capable of destroying them in return.

Burning CSM to make the wannabe CSM disappear always comes down to the same logic: CSM is there to save, whether this is done by reigniting him or by killing him.

So the fire is there to atone for the suffering, Denji simply tries to tell them that the fire is already there, burning down his apartment and his Meowy family and the dogs.

Why burn Denji? When he's already burning. He has already lost a part of himself.

Denji proclaims that he seeks suffering because he wants it to be his alone. He realised that even if he stopped being a CSM, those close to him would continue to be attacked as if the cycle had never been completed.

Denji has never had any confidence in himself, obediently following the rules laid down for him every time. Nayuta's rules, which symbolise this apartment, didn't work, and neither did those of the public hunters, because even if you respect the contract, suffering will always be the end result.

So Denji tries to free himself from all these rules, because they don't allow him to escape suffering.

He also tries to free himself from his loved ones, because it doesn't allow them to escape either, but humanity won't let Denji be free.

Denji had made it clear that he didn't want to hurt mankind because he wanted to preserve the last link that bound him to them: the kiss he had with Asa (Yoru). He doesn't want to belong fully to the demons, as Nayuta had recommended, but why not become one after all?

Denji loves violence, even against humans. He likes it because he is still CSM after all, a monster whose raison d'être is suffering. Yet the link that allows him to consider himself still on the other side is a simple kiss that didn't cause him any pain.

Because this kiss is exactly Denji's life, a touch of pleasure in an existence that is always painful. A boy who can't even say he can't betray humanity because he has friends because he has none.

Nayuta has never thought of her existence as separate from Denji's, the reason for her happiness, her beloved big brother. So she is now facing her worst fear: being cut off from this dearest of beings, being rejected by him.

But as they try to keep her away from her ailing brother, telling her he's no longer her family, she realises that this thing that rejects her, that hurts himself horribly, is still her family.

More to the point, it's the person behind this faceless monster who's reaching out to him, because CSM isn't a being capable of embracing with his chainsaws. Denji's arms are outstretched to him, as if he's standing between CSM behaving like a monster and his own anxieties: there's an obvious love there. She shouldn't see her fear in the foreground, what she should see is Denji.

This thing that dares to cut ties with her, to put itself in danger to the point of suffering so much, has never ceased to be her family.

The only way to see anything apart from CSM, apart from this figure of suffering, is to love Denji.

is to see the boy behind it.

A boy who can't stop laughing despite suffering, in a way that may be terrifying, but which gradually gives the impression of a brother forcing himself to smile to avoid putting his sister in danger. Look, I'm crazy, so stay away from me! And I don't want you anyway!

His laughter is as uncontrolled as his gestures, all acting as reflexes to keep Nayuta away from danger.

CSM is a being who belongs to neither world, hero of humanity when it suits them, hero of the underworld terrified by his fellow creatures, he is held responsible for both worlds, the suffering of demons and that of men.

But Denji may not belong to either world, but he does belong to a family.

Denji may not be seen by people, but he has been seen by a demon who loves him deeply.

The hero has always been hunted because he has never been accepted by humanity, suffering while swallowing that of others, he has always had to be rekindled, to serve someone once again.

And finally he's given permission to run away.

No CSM, don't swallow the suffering of others

It's hard enough to swallow your own.

Denji, you are loved by the demon of control who now agrees to do something unnatural for her, to allow you to escape her control, her vigilance, her protection. Because she knows she doesn't have to lock you up in a gilded cage to be able to find you.

A family always waits with open arms, don't they?

[angelfrogs]

Theories, possibilities, and notes from this chapter because I’ve been nonstop thinking about what may happen next since last Tuesday and now that this one’s out it’s just adding:

- am I crazy disappointed we didn’t get a flashback to the fight with octopus and don’t know the fate of Yoshida still? Yes. But I think we will get something about all that still at some point just maybe not next chapter or anything.

- is it possible we could loose katana and Asa here? Yes, but I think it’s unlikely, though I think it’s way more likely narratively we’ll loose katana than Asa, physically I think katana is harder to kill so who knows.

- I still think Asa is the key to getting Denji/chainsaw man to stand down but I’m very curious to see how that’ll work

- in regards the the very last page it reminds me a lot of right before Nayuta’s last moment/her reliving her life. I think this is very intentional. Though I don’t necessarily think we’re going to get a Yoru flashback mainly because she’s been a focal character throughout part two, I think that maybe if it really goes down the flashback route it’ll show more scenes of Asa and Yoru bonding and such, then I think the two of them will switch and it’ll be Asa fighting. (Honestly I think that they’re going to switch soon either way) I think the other possibility is that the next chapter is a complete and total scene change with no answers because of course

- the aging devil is still insanely hot and I’ll die on this hill

- I will be so honest Asa/Yoru’s arm situation is reminding me of part one in a way that makes me nauseous though I’m still really confused as to why Asa’s limbs thus far have not been able to regrow/be reattached and I wonder if that’ll ever get explained at all but I’m not really holding out for that

- another strong possibility is someone else shows up and diverts Denji/chainsaw man’s attention. Interesting contenders include: Yoshida (if he’s not dead this would almost 100% be how he’d die), Barem (back from the dead already? It’s possible, and it’d be an insane fight if true. It’d also be an insanely emotional one which would be interesting to see w/o mouths still), Sugo (they’re parallels your honor. Also I want my boy back. I NEED more Sugo development PLEASE), Quanxi (assassins arc fight TWO!!!!!!), Kishibe (it’d be a crazy but badass way to reintroduce him I think, also fighting your mentor who has bested you like a million times? Very interesting.), Reze (I will be honest I don’t think this’ll happen BUT WOULDN’T IT BE SO COOL??? PLEASE I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO HER!!!!)

- my last thought on evil mode though is that chainsaw man kills katana and Asa/Yoru and Denji has to come back and live with the grief after the massacre is fully over. I don’t really think this will happen but I mean anything’s possible

Okay that’s all for now!!!!!

[heyiwrotesomethings]

First time requesting- because it always freaking closes when I even try lol.

Anyway I don't know if you had a prompt/request yet witha girl with the hanahaki Disease, and yes I've read your recent post. I'd also like it too have a good ending sooo.

I was going to ask you, when you can create either an Asa Mitaka (yoru?) x Female Reader. where Asa has the Disease right but listen she's jealous before she want's too confess to the reader but sees that reader has been hanging around with yoshida lately and you know that how she develops the Disease.. and get's really sick, so that Yoru has too take over too get asa to confess to the reader who's currently hanging with Yoshida..

The reason being is that the reader is Yoshida's co-worker also as a private devil hunter..So Yoru understanding the new information then tells the reader that (Asa) likes her and then disappears (go back?), so that Asa can properly confess.

That's it I really want it to be an happy ending. But if you're not comfortable with the character who can change it :)))

Petals

Asa Mitaka (and Yoru too kinda) x She/Her Reader

A/N: Writing for these two was so fun. Probably too fun because Yn doesn’t get very much time to shine, whoops. I’m not sure if the scars and eye pattern that show up when Yoru is in charge is just for the reader’s tracking benefit or if it’s a physical thing that all the other characters can also notice, but I decided it was the former because if the other characters can see the change, it would be weird for no one to bring it up. Thanks for the request, hope you like it! Word Count: 1,736

“Pathetic, I couldn’t have possessed someone more pitiful.”

“Shut up.”

“How long do you think we can survive like this? Why are you so stubborn?”

“I told you to shut up. I don’t know.”

Asa spat another petal into the toilet, wiping the blood from her lips with the back of her quivering hand. She flushed the toilet and shuffled out of the stall to the nearest sink, washing the blood from her hands and lips.

Feeling a little faint, she gripped the edges of the sink and closed her eyes, breathing in deeply. After taking a few breaths, she opened her eyes, finding her sickly pale reflection staring back at her. Asa blinked sluggishly. In that brief time, her unblemished reflection had morphed into a scarred, visibly annoyed version of herself.

“Go to her. Tell her now, or I will.” Yoru warned.

“You will do no such thing!” Asa spat, her fingers curled tightly over the rim of the sink.

“You know how this disease works. Will you really allow yourself to die without even trying? Is your sense of self-preservation really so weak?” Yoru snarled.

“It doesn’t matter.” Asa swallowed thickly, “She’s already with that private devil hunter guy. They hangout all the time now,” her grip on the sink caused it to crack beneath her finger tips but she paid it no mind, too busy recalling where it all went wrong.

“I was going to tell her… I was, but then that whole thing with Bucky happened and then the Class President and you invading my body. And then there was what happened with Yuko too. All while my life was becoming fucked, Yoshida Hirofumi used that time to steal my chance with (Y/n) away.”

“Spare me,” Yoru rolled her spiraled irises, “Humans are fickle. Even if she is with him, that doesn’t really mean anything. And if she doesn’t want to leave him, who cares. We just kill this Yoshida guy and she will be single again. She could be yours by the end of the day.”

“Why do you even care anyway?” Asa grumbled. She was in no mood to try to explain to a devil why everything she had just said was not only stupid, but also laughably insane.

“Because this is my body now too. I rather not go back to hell in such a depressingly dull manner. Besides, if she grew to love you, she’d make a very powerful weapon.”

“Yoru!” Asa hissed through gritted teeth.

“Not saying it has to be her,” Yoru groaned, crossing her arms, “but if you ever found yourself getting bored of her…”

“I’m done talking to you. I have to get back to class. I’ve been gone long enough as is.”

Asa pushed away from the sink on wobbly legs and exited the bathroom just as the clock tower chimed, signaling the end of classes. Damn it, had she really been in the bathroom all hour? She slunk against the wall as she walked through the sea of bodies making their way to their extracurricular activities and cleaning duties. Though she was sure it was pretty evident to her teacher that she appeared ill, she still didn’t want to run into him and suffer through an interrogation about her deteriorating health.

Asa was tired. Her throat burned and her chest was unbearably sore so she was going to head straight home to mope in her bed. Yoru would no doubt be pissed that she was going another day without looking for a suitable weapon, but she quite frankly didn’t care at the moment.

She froze at the top of the stairs before descending, having heard a familiar laugh that caused something to tighten around her lungs. She saw (Y/n) coming up from the opposite direction, Yoshida smiling by her side. Of course.

Asa clenched her jaw, ready to stare daggers into the boy, but then she had been spotted.

“Hey Asa, always good to see you,” (Y/n) called with a friendly smile as she continued to ascend the stairs, “How have you been?”

“F-fine.” Asa could hear Yoru scoff. “How are you?”

“Pretty good. It’s a shame we aren’t in the same class this year. I‘ve missed you.”

Asa’s vocal chords might as well have been ripped out of her throat, but before the silence could last too long, Yoru yanked her into the metaphorical backseat.

“I’ve missed you too,” Yoru spoke with as much fondness as she could muster, “we should do something together soon. Maybe this weekend?”

“Yoru— don’t embarrass me I swear to god—!”

“I’d love to. I really would, but I’m busy this weekend.” Asa took at least a little comfort in seeing that (Y/n) looked genuinely disappointed. “Can I take a rain check?”

“Of course,” Yoru nodded, “It doesn’t have to be on the weekend either. Any day of the week, I’ll be there.”

“Yoruuuu,” Asa blushed, “You are being weird!”

Fortunately (Y/n) seemed to take the words in stride and her smile brightened, she opened her mouth to say something else, but then Yoshida put a hand on her shoulder.

“I don’t want to rush you, but we should keep moving if we’re going to make it to the meeting on time.” He said, the kind way he looked down at (Y/n) was enough to make both Asa and Yoru want to bare their teeth.

“Oh, right! Talk to you later Asa!”

“Later…” Yoru smiled tightly as the pair passed them by and continued on to the next set of stairs to take them to the next floor above.

“We need a plan.” Yoru said as she picked up Asa’s previous task of walking down the stairs. “I can already feel those damn flowers crawling up again.”

“I hate this. I hate him.” Asa fumed.

“I want to cut his hands off.” Yoru agreed.

“I’m not cutting off anyone’s hands.” Asa groaned.

“If you don’t confess soon, there will be hand cutting and so much more whether you like it or not.”

***

Another week of suffering had gone by, leaving Asa and Yoru feeling so much weaker. They didn’t even go to school on Monday, or the next couple days to follow. Asa seemed pretty content to wallow in her apartment, leaving bloody flower petals in her wake, but Yoru had had enough. On Friday morning, after it became apparent that Asa wasn’t going to leave her bed, Yoru commandeered the body and got ready to go to school despite all of Asa’s protests.

They arrived bright and early, Asa pleading with Yoru to just let it go before she made a fool out of them both and then inevitably died with a mouthful of flowers. Yoru paid her no mind, instead scanning the campus.

She caught sight of (Y/n) near the bike racks, scowling when she saw that Yoshida was still glued to her side. She could feel Asa’s negative emotions bubbling as well, quite possibly responsible for her own growing discontent.

“Yoru, turn around right now!” Asa demanded.

“Unless you have the strength to take back control, which I know you don’t, I will do as I please. Be grateful I’m going through the trouble of helping you with your insipid little teenage romance at all instead of simply killing you and taking your body as my own. It would make my life so much easier.”

It really made Asa wonder why Yoru hadn’t done just that and killed her when the disease began, or even before that since she hadn’t made any progress on finding out who Chainsaw Man was or making a powerful weapon to kill him. She didn’t dare ask, but it was something to think on.

Yoru walked over to where (Y/n) and Yoshida stood, nearly inserting herself between them before finally coming to a stop.

“Asa! Hi!” (Y/n) perked up, not at all put out by the interruption. “I heard you’ve been out sick most of the week, are you feeling any better?” She reached out to rest her had against their forehead, the gentle touch causing their collective heart to skip a beat.

“Mostly.” Yoru answered almost impatiently. “Hey (Y/n), I want to talk to you alone. Please.”

“Sure!” (Y/n) looked back to Yoshida, “See you in class, Calamari.”

Yoshida chuckled, a sound that grated against Asa and Yoru’s ears.

“Yeah, see you in a bit.” He confirmed with a smile before walking towards the school doors.

“So what did you want to—?”

“Come with me.”

Yoru took (Y/n)’s hand pulling her to the trees, further away from the students slowly taking over the campus.

“Why are you with that guy so much lately?” Yoru asked without preamble.

“You mean Hirofumi?”

“Yeah, are you dating him or something?” You won’t be for long if that’s the case.

“No,” (Y/n) laughed abruptly, “no, no, no. We’re coworkers. We both work in the private sector for devil hunting. We get along pretty well, but that’s the extent of it. Why? Do… do you like him?”

Was that unease Yoru sensed from (Y/n)’s tone, perhaps even a hint of jealousy?

Asa blinked, finding herself back in control.

“I’ll leave the rest to you. Don’t mess it up.” Yoru hissed against her ear.

“I- No, I don’t like him. I only asked because I,” she swallowed thickly, pressing her palms together, “I like you.”

“Really?”

The way (Y/n) seemed to brighten up at the confession gave Asa a boost of confidence.

“Yes, really. Would you like to go out on a date with me?”

“Yes, I would! I really, really would!” (Y/n) grinned, enveloping Asa in a tight hug.

“Really?”

“Really!”

“There are too many reallys flying around. You idiots deserve each other.” Yoru scoffed.

Yoru would never admit it, but she was feeling quite pleased about this development and not just because it would rid them of choking on scratchy flower stems in the middle of the night anymore. Yoru hummed thoughtfully,

“This whole ‘private devil hunter’ thing might pose a problem if she finds out about me… A problem for another day, I suppose. After she becomes too infatuated to care, perhaps. Again, if it doesn’t work out, very promising weapon potential.”

Asa gave Yoru a warning glare over (Y/n)’s shoulder before pressing her face flat against her, feeling the best she had in several weeks as the constricted feeling in her chest slowly began to ease.

[riiceghost]

um no one asked but here’s some Val hcs I have:

killjoy knits and crochets, I like to think she learned this from a coworker at kingdom cause I think she’s a very creative person but can’t take a break for the life of her so crocheting and knitting is her way to be like all technical and stuff but take a nice break bc those activities (CAN BE) very relaxing

Raze can cook an amazing meal! I think she’s great at cooking and makes these beautifully looking and tasting meal however I think she struggles with baking since with cooking she does what I call the Asian way of cook; she just goes with the vibes of the meal and gets the right ratios every time but baking is like a fine delicate art so like as much as she tries she just cannot bake.

Sova bakes like a fucking master this man will and can bake anything he’s like “oh you want this really intricate baked good? I gotchu” and makes it. like wtf

He’s also not a natural blonde he actually has black brownish hair (it’s either a brownish black or a very very dark brown that looks black sometimes) and on this note he helps all the agents dye their hair when asked like he normally helps jett but sometimes gekko is lazy and asks for help, neon asks for help with the underdye she has, sometimes he helps yoru and fade too!

Phoenix gifts people cologne and perfume I have no reasoning for this other than I think it’s funny but he means it very well and gets the most fitting scents for everyone

sage cannot keep a plant alive for the life of her. She tries to hard but they all keep on dying some how. she gets distraught about it because everyone assumes she can and gets her plants but she can’t.

Skye regularly holds wood carving lessons at the protocol, all agents have stopped by at least once and she keeps everyone’s first attempt. Breach, Gekko, Killjoy, Raze, and Omen are the most frequent.

Yoru is very good at styling hair and will always give a hand to his fellow agents if needed, albeit reluctantly and constantly complaining. Sage and Skye don’t hear his complaints though.

Astra is pretty much the protocols 2nd mother. As much as everyone jokes sage is the mom, Astra does her part in watching over everyone! She helps out with minimal tasks, offers help to everyone, checks up on people and makes sure they’re doing alright, yells at people to take breaks (cypher, killjoy, sage, brimstone), keeps up a positive and lovely atmosphere and keeps everyone in line when needed!

K/AYO holds a game night every thursday night for everyone! Usually board games, sometimes video games. He has written very specific rules including: no playing Mario kart, Uno, and sorry. Monopoly is fine as long as no one gets into a fight. (He def has more, but these are the ones in BOLD)

Sova, Skye, and breach go on morning jogs together regularly! Others are free to join them! Fade and Deadlock tend to join them every now and then.

Deadlock and Sova r very much sibling energy but on a more chill level.

Gekko’s crew helps around the base a BUNCH. Wingman helps sage a lot, dizzy helps in the kitchen, thrash helps at the range, and mosh is very much emotional support.

On that note Jett and Neon ask jokingly for a therapist to be hired, Brimstone actually considers it every time because some people here are concerning then turns it down due to it being a security hazard.

Brimstone has a little box for people to put requests into: these requests can be about anything. Raze has asked for a free for all or team death match style of paintball! Viper, kj, cypher, and breach always ask for more equipment. Some agents ask for hobby stuff, trips, or group bonding. He goes through them every week and if it’s urgent like fixing something, they normally tell him or sage straight up.

Everyone in the protocol don’t really talk about their past, like ever. However, if the moment is right, they’ll drop a bomb to make a story or lesson really stick. Sova dropped the fact he has 5 sisters when Jett and Phoenix got into a fight and he had to tell them to quit it or else he’d make them hand write apologies together and stick them into a shirt like his sisters did to him and his younger sister. silly stuff like that nothing serious yk.

Also on the note of Sova (can you tell hes on of my favs) I don’t think he HATES cypher, just dislikes the fact he’s so secretive yet will through out information about others. He feels as if it’s hypocritical and dislikes this. idk if I explained this very well and can go more into detail it’s kinda fun I like cyberowl a lot !!

Harbor also realllyyy likes pottery, he’s a historian yk and sees a bunch of artifacts and pots that are from decades ago. He’s learned how to replicate and learned how respective periods made their pots/anything else clay related!! he’s very much into historical accuracy of how artistic things are made (ie paintings, clothes, pottery, and more)

Im half awake so the harbor one is a little wild but yeah if u want more lmk I got plenty.

[moonfirerainbow]

Chapter 170 holy crap!!

A very late post but oh well! I guess Denji isn’t getting any breaks in 2024. So Fami has likely been working with Berem for a while, and might be the first commander or whatever of the chainsaw man church. Which means this is probably Berem:

This must all be an elaborate set up by her, at least that’s what it’s starting to seem like. She’s the one who decided to go to Sushishi, which would have given Berem time to set up Nayuta’s head and possibly make her body into the sushi. Nayuta doesn’t have contracts like Makima did, but maybe Berem figured it was safest to have Nayuta eaten like Denji ate Makima.

It’s not like Fami is good at hiding that she has an ulterior motive. But, Asa and Denji both are in the position that they have NO ONE ELSE. Asa is very naive, and Yoru is so focused on what she wants that she didn’t pay attention to what Fami was up to. Denji is the only one so far to call out her suspicious ass.

And even though Asa is weary, it wasn’t very hard to convince her to work with Fami. All Fami had to do was say she wants to save Chainsaw Man.

It makes me wonder if Nayuta became a target because she refused to work with Fami, because she has school. Or maybe she agreed to appear dead to help Denji “become human again”.

It makes me wonder since the whole thing with the horsewomen is they are sisters, is there some personal problem that Fami has with death? I mean, death is a natural part of life, so all in all the death devil is one of the most “normal” devils I can think of. This is a lot of work to go into making sure the death devil doesn’t emerge or make an appearance or something. Even Yoshida seems to have some other goal that could be related to the death devil. At the very least, he sees the benefit of using Denji/CSM to eliminate a devil such as Death.

Whatever Yoshida is up to, I don’t think it has anything to do with Fami and what she’s up to. Because they did eat together and he had no idea then what she was up to, and even threatened to give her the “devil treatment”.

Now, is Nayuta really dead? I don’t know. The devil biology hasn’t been completely cemented. I always go back to the bat devil being able to regrow his limbs, but Angel devil not being able to reattach or regrow arms. What is the difference? Is it the will to do something? We all know Angel was depressed and wanted to die, so maybe he just didn’t care enough to reattach or regrow his arms. Power lost a horn and I think part of an eye in Hell against the darkness devil, but she was able to regenerate as well. Plus, all the times she was nearly killed while training with Kishibe, all she needed was some blood. The whole thing with blood being the way to regenerate, it’s either not that simple, or there’s more to it we don’t know yet. So can Nayuta’s head be reattached to her body, assuming it’s not being eaten by the whole restaurant? Idk. It seems too soon for her to die, I think. But this is Fujimoto, and his sadistic ass loves to put Denji through hell.