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niki-phoria · 2 months

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⋆｡°✩ YOU LOOK SO PRETTY / PRETTY LIKE THE SUN

sweet moments with fushiguro megumi, itadori yuuji, inumaki toge, okkotsu yuuta

notes: gn reader (no pronouns used), first jjk reaction post !! this was so hard to write ngl, header from pinterest, title from tom odell - black friday

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI is in love with you.

dusk is filled with golden rays and city lights. you walk side-by-side with megumi in a comfortable silence. these quiet moments with you had always been rare but cherished moments - a small amount of time when you both could finally breathe.

years of fighting curses had taken its toll on you. with death always just one wrong move away, megumi had grown accustomed to cherishing the little moments with you: when you made him coffee in the morning before he woke up; when you waited at his bedside after he was injured in a fight; when you forcefully put some of your food on his plate after noticing that he wasn’t eating enough.

megumi had never grown up with a view of a real romantic relationship - all of his experience came from side plots in manga and being dragged into watching movies with yuuji - but he was smart enough to realize why his heart beat so fast around you. why he blushed so easily when your hand brushed against his. why he desperately wanted more.

megumi stops when you pause in your steps, stretching out your shoulders. a content sigh escapes you as you look out towards the shore. “the sunset is beautiful, isn’t it?” you say, your eyes trained on the hues of pink and blue filling the sky.

megumi glances at the skyline, only taking in the sight momentarily before he turns back to you. all the beautiful things he’s heard about “golden hour” seem to come true. the sun peeks out from behind various buildings, illuminating your silhouette. you softly smile as you look up at the clouds above.

“yeah,” he smiles; his gaze remains trained on you. “beautiful.”

fushiguro megumi is in love with you. now, he just has to tell you.

ITADORI YUUJI is - surprisingly - not a bad cook. over his months at jujutsu high, he had become the unofficial chef in the dorms. so when you fell ill, it was no surprise when he took on the responsibility of nursing you back to health.

your body is little more than a mound of blankets when yuuji creeps into your room; a bowl of steaming soup in his hands. he moves with the utmost care as he makes his way across the room before setting the bowl down on your bedside table. despite your puffy eyes and red-tipped nose he smiles, reaching up to push a stray strand of hair away from your face.

you stir awake at his touch before slowly blinking up at him. “hi y/n,” yuuji whispers. “feeling any better?”

he receives a groan in response. “i feel like death,” you rasp out.

yuuji reaches over, resting the back of his hand against your forehead. “you’re still really warm,” he mumbles. “i don’t think your fever has gone down at all.”

his cheeks flush slightly when you reach over, taking his hand into your own. your skin is overly warm and slightly clammy, but yuuji doesn’t mind. instead, he intertwines your hands together.

“here,” he says, using his free hand to hold up a spoonful of the soup he made. “try it. maybe it’ll make you feel better.”

the metal spoon burns your tongue and the broth is a little too salty, but it soothes your throat all the same. “thank you,” you murmur. “it’s delicious.”

yuuji simply smiles brightly, holding out yet another spoonful for you. “of course.”

“do you know japanese sign language?”

INUMAKI TOGE stares at you with wide eyes, surprised by your sudden question. it shouldn’t have been all that surprising, but it was something no one had bothered to ask before.

finally, after a short period of silence, he nods. “salmon.”

toge had grown accustomed to being left out. even while around the most supportive people, he often found himself struggling to be heard - both literally and metaphorically. after all, it was difficult to communicate with others through origini ingredients.

that didn’t make it any less hurtful, though.

you smile brightly, hesitantly signing along to your words as you speak. “i’ve been practicing a little. i wanted to surprise you.”

toge’s face flushes; his jacket does little to hide the way his blush spreads across his cheeks and up to the tips of his ears. your movements are a little sloppy and you’re clearly nervous, but he doesn’t comment on it. no one had ever put in this much effort to speak to him before. to not only listen, but understand what he means.

“thank you,” he signs in return. he pauses for a second, hesitating slightly before he continues. “i love you.”

“i don’t think i know that one.” toge simply smiles, leaning in to pull you into a kiss. he’ll tell you what it means soon enough. but for now, his flushed cheeks and soft smile tell you everything he means to say.

the safest place in the world is within OKKOTSU YUUTA’S arms. you can’t remember when it became a routine for the two of you. he would return home and immediately seek you out; his fingers curl around your waist and tug you closer until your back reaches his chest.

a soft sigh escapes his lips as he rests his chin against your shoulder. the pieces of your bodies fit together like a puzzle - from the way yuuta intertwines his fingers with your own to how seamlessly his arms wrap around you.

messy strands of ink black hair brush against the side of your neck when yuuta nuzzles himself even closer against you. his breath ghosts against your shoulder as he leans down, pressing a few lazy kisses over the fabric of your shirt. “i missed you.”

“i missed you, too.” your fingertips trace along little cuts and deep bruises decorating yuuta’s hands. “do they hurt?”

he catches his bottom lip between his teeth. it feels trivial to be in pain over such minor injuries, but yuuta has never been the best liar. “only a little,” he murmurs.

you frown slightly, raising your intertwined hands up to your lips. the soft kisses you press against the fresh wounds leave him breathless. with a flushed face and a soft smile, yuuta presses a chaste kiss against your cheek in return. “thank you.”

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confused-pyramid · 2 years

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pairing: tangerine x assassin!fem!reader

summary: When Tangerine spots you in the middle of his mission on a bullet train, he gets entangled in your plans and loses track of his own...

word count: 2.8k

warnings: SMUT, p in v, fingering, hair pulling, slight marking, dirty talk, canon!typical violence, drinking

"Got it, sir," you say before hanging up the phone and stepping onto the train. This was your first mission since you left the White Death's payroll and you had to prove yourself to your superiors if you wanted to rebuild your reputation.

You have no idea what is waiting for you on this train, but you can imagine a mission as straightforward as retrieving a briefcase will be anything but simple.

Straightening your bartender uniform, you push through the throngs of people exiting the train and strut down the aisles as you search for the package you were assigned to find.

***

"Enough with the Thomas the train shit," Tangerine groans to Lemon as the bullet train finally leaves the station. "I don't give a flying fuck if you think I'm a Thomas or Diesel or whatever."

"Well, first of all," Lemon interjects, lifting a finger, "it's Thomas the Tank Engine. And second of all, I never said you were a Diesel. I made that very cle-"

Tangerine stops listening when he notices your figure pass them down the aisle, your gait tantalizingly familiar.

What the fuck are you doing here? he thinks before standing up abruptly.

"Lemon, hold that thought."

Tangerine grabs the briefcase and slowly follows you down the aisle, making sure to keep a safe distance so as not to alert you of his presence. He's skirting around the other passengers trying to put their luggage away, and he's about to catch up with you when a person in a large Momomon costume steps in front of him.

"Get the fuck out of my way," he grunts irritatedly, shoving the figure into one of the seats, before noticing all the children around him. "Apologies for my language."

He leaves them with a small wave, but it's only then that he notices you are missing.

"Fuck!" Tangerine exclaims again, kicking the seat next to him. He doesn't waste any more time and rushes down the aisle, waiting as the sliding doors take their time to open in front of him.

When the door finally slides open, he steps into the corridor, only to feel a lithe hand grab the back of his neck and push him forward. He spins around, but is pushed to the floor before he can register what is happening.

The next thing he knows, he is kneeling on the ground, looking up at you, as you press a small gun to his temple.

When did you start using guns?

Tangerine immediately puts his hands up, knowing the only way to diffuse this is to play to your soft side (okay, softer side).

"Hey, hey," he urges you in a charming tone, "I just wanted to talk, sweetheart."

"Yeah?" you challenge, pressing the cold metal harder against his head. "Let's hear it then."

He runs a hand through his hair, pushing the soft curls back from his face. "It's been too long, doll. I wanted to catch up, see how you've been."

He can't imagine that any of this is working on you, but he has to try if he's going to finish this mission in one piece.

You smirk, finally taking in Tangerine's kneeling form before you. If your employer had told you that this mission would involve beautiful men on their knees, you would have signed up ages ago.

You met Tangerine six years ago at a job that ended up going completely awry...for him at least. The White Death had sent you to Japan to kidnap the son of one of the remaining Japanese crime families, and when you arrived, Tangerine and Lemon had already been walking him out the front door. They were nothing if not punctual, but back then, that was about the only thing they were good for.

Your weapon of choice had always been tranquilizer darts -- but you never said no to good ol' hand-to-hand combat -- and your lack of real weaponry eventually become a calling card of sorts. Especially because you always made it out alive, and with the job completed to perfection.

That day, Tangerine and Lemon clearly hadn't been expecting anyone, because upon spotting you, they didn't even bother to blink. You had played into their naive mindset and when you got close enough to grab the kid, they were each left with a tranq dart to the neck and a nice, long nap to recover from the shame of losing their asset.

Since then, you have been on opposite sides of many more missions, but the retrieval of this briefcase is the closest encounter you two have had in years.

In your reverie, your gun loosens in your hand and Tangerine must have noticed, because he shoots up, pushing your hand to the side and yanking his gun from his waistband. You aim your weapon at him again, and you are both left pointing your guns at each other, your grip tightening as your heart rate quickens slightly.

"Alright, darling, give me one good reason not to kill you right now?" he threatens, his jaw tightening by a fraction. "You fucked up our entire operation in Bolivia when you knocked out Lemon and got the White Death's men out before we could kill them all."

"Oh, honey, I've done much more than that," you smile, cocking your head to the side. If this was the game he wanted to play, then you would play along, but only as long as he kept it interesting.

"And as for why you shouldn't kill me," you continue, your eyes glinting with amusement. "It's because you need me."

Then, before he can react, you whack the side of his head with your gun and grab the briefcase from his hands. He grunts, clutching his temple, and you use the moment of distraction to dart out of the corridor and down the train cars, sprinting past the passengers and the angry ticket collector.

When you reach the bar compartment, you pull open a random cabinet and stuff the briefcase in a garbage can. It's not a moment too soon, because a second later, Tangerine bursts through the doors, his chest heaving and expression getting more agitated by the minute.

Reaching down, you grab a cocktail shaker and pour in the ingredients laid out on the counter, preparing a drink for yourselves.

"Where the hell is it?" he demands, stalking towards you.

You shrug, fighting the curve of your lips. "You'll get it when I've gotten what I need from you."

Your gun is sitting idly on the counter, so he tucks his own into his waistband and shrugs off his suit jacket, tossing it to the side. He starts to roll back his sleeves and you lick your lips as you shake the cocktail.

If nothing else went right on this mission, at least you'd be getting some eye candy for the evening.

Along with all of the times you've screwed up his missions, there have also been a multitude of other close encounters. Whether it was his hand around your throat as you stole his asset right from under him, or his breath against your neck as he snuck up behind you during a stake-out, his presence always entranced you.

Tangerine's seemingly magnetic hold on you has never escaped your notice, but it has also never gotten in the way of you finishing your jobs.

He sees the glint in your eyes, but doesn't say anything, deciding to use it to his advantage.

"Come on, sweetheart," he smiles sweetly, placing his rough hands on the counter in front of you. "Where is the briefcase?"

"Why do you need the case anyway?" you ask him, your eyes imploring his with something akin to genuine curiosity.

"It's the ransom money for the Son of the White Death," he responds honestly, watching your movements carefully as you grab glasses from below the counter.

You seem to ponder this. "Intriguing. On a separate note, how is Lemon these days? I heard they're calling you two the fruit twins now."

Tangerine rolls his eyes, his hands slamming down on the counter as he loses his patience. "He's fucking fantastic. Now where is the case, y/n?"

You don't respond, and instead pour out two drinks before sliding one towards him.

He doesn't bring his lips to the glass until you gulp down your whole drink and even then, he only takes a few sips.

He sees you watch his throat bob and he feels an unfamiliar pleasure at the thought of you finding him attractive.

"Look, Tangerine," you say with a resigned sigh, "I'm not working for the White Death anymore, but I still would like that briefcase. You know, for leverage."

He's not sure how to respond but then you start unbuttoning your blouse and, even after that drink, he feels his mouth go dry. His mind goes blank and he can't formulate any thoughts as your long, smooth neck becomes visible. Only when the first few buttons pop open does he realize that you're showing him your bullet proof vest.

Running a hand down your padded chest, you shoot him an amused look. "In case you try anything stupid." You pause, your hand sliding down your thigh. "Besides, if I remember correctly, you never liked these anyway, did you?"

This time, he anticipates your movements, and when a knife goes flying out of your hand, straight towards his chest, he manages to dodge at the last second, watching as it sinks into the hard back wall of the compartment.

When he turns back around, you're gone.

***

That was a lot closer than you would have liked, and you slink down the train cars, gripping the handle of the briefcase between your fingers.

It feels like everyone's eyes are on you as you walk down the aisle, slipping past the economy cars. When you reach the first class car, you stash the briefcase in the luggage compartment and are about to wait for the next stop to arrive when a man in a white suit takes a seat across from you.

"Can I help yo-" you begin before he cuts you off.

"You will pay for what you did to my family."

"Listen man, I don't know who you are," you try to tell him, but he pulls a massive knife from his belt and you know you can't just sit here any longer.

Swinging your legs out of the seat, you shove him away and grab the laptop of a sleeping woman a few seats over. Using it as a shield, you block a few of his jabs and slices before his knife finally starts to pierce through the metal and glass.

Chucking the laptop at him, you run in the opposite direction, back towards the briefcase, but he's right on your tail.

You push your way into the corridor, but the man grabs you from behind, shoving you forward and slicing down with his knife. The edge grazes your bicep and you wince, but right before you can brace yourself for the next swing, a gunshot rings out from behind you and the man falls to the floor, a shocked look plastered on his face as the life leaves his eyes.

You immediately jerk your head back to see who your savior is, and you admit that you're surprised to see Tangerine lowering his gun.

"Thanks," you gasp out, not wanting to waste another moment. He's tucking his pistol away when you reach towards the luggage to grab the case, but he sees your intentions and acts quickly.

His corded bicep locks around your neck from behind, pulling you back with an extraordinary strength that has you flying off the ground.

You gasp, struggling to breathe, but then you manage to lift your legs and kick out at the wall, pushing the both of you back. His grip loosens slightly, but it's just enough for you to spin around, sending him a kick to the shin that makes him grunt.

Tangerine strikes out at you, his fist narrowly missing your jaw, and you knee him in the groan, making him double over in pain for a few moments.

"That was low," he groans, his face turning red, "even for you, doll."

You chuckle, backing up. "It's a man's world, Tan."

Nevertheless, he's stronger than you remember and he recovers quickly, locking his forearm against your neck and pushing you back into the bathroom. You press up against the wall, facing him, and you can't help the smirk that reappears on your lips.

Well, this is certainly interesting.

"You're better," you huff, your voice straining from the weight of his arm, "than Bolivia, I mean."

You dig your fingers into his hard muscles, trying to pry him off. "You two were absolutely miserable back then, but you've got some chops now."

Tangerine smirks, leaning forward so his breath tickles your nose. "You haven't seen the half of it, darling."

Your eyes dart down to his mouth for a split second, but he's just as fast and he notices your hitched breath. His eyes darken immediately, and before you can utter a word, his mouth is on yours.

His arm lets you go and his large hands grasp at your waist as you press into him, clinging to his body for support in the small bathroom.

His calloused fingers on your skin send a shot of heat down to your core and you bite his lip harshly. He pulls back for a moment, his eyes wide with surprise and lust, and you notice the drop of blood a second before he wipes it away.

Your lips crash together again and he doesn't take his time while grabbing your loosely hanging hair and tugging back, exposing your neck to him. Tangerine licks a line up the column of your throat and your fingers split open his vest and button-down in one go, sending the buttons flying to the floor.

You gasp when he tears off the velcro of your bullet proof best, chucking it to the floor, before kicking the bathroom door closed with a loud click.

Thankfully, your skirt provides him easy access, and he doesn't hesitate before yanking your panties to the side and sticking a thick finger into your pussy. You cry out, your head falling back against the small mirror as he hoists you up onto the sink.

He doesn't warn you before adding another finger, his quick pumps hitting the walls of your cunt with a harsh precision that has you getting close embarrassingly fast.

"Look at you," he smirks, watching your eyes roll back, "whimpering like a school girl from just my fingers."

You are about to finish, and he must feel the tightening of your core, because he pulls away, leaving you impatient and unsatisfied.

"Bastard," you groan as he chuckles, bringing his fingers up to your lips.

You suck them into your mouth, and he almost moans at the feeling of your hot tongue around him. When they're clean, he pulls his fingers from your mouth with a pop and reaches down to undo his buckle.

Tangerine pushes his trousers down to his knees and angles you back before sheathing himself fully inside of you in one movement.

He groans from the wet heat of your cunt and the tightness of you squeezing around him has him gripping the counter for support. He doesn't wait before thrusting up into you at the pace of a bullet train, his rhythm never faltering even as your head falls back in pleasure.

Tangerine leans down and sucks a bruise into your neck, enjoying the way the purple and red blossom against your skin in a delicious mark.

You start to tighten around him and he knows his release is imminent, so he lifts you up off his cock and turns you around so your elbows are on the counter. He starts to fuck you from behind, one hand on your waist while the other grips the back of your neck, holding you to him.

You arch your back, changing the angle in a way that has both of you moaning with pleasure. You come apart a moment later, and he follows close behind, relishing the sound of your whimpering as his body slowly relaxes.

He pulls away from you, grabbing a paper towel to clean you both up, when he hears a light hiss from the ceiling.

He looks up to see a thin green snake slithering down from the vent, its teeth bared and ready. Both of you shriek as the snake shoots down toward Tangerine. He smacks it away and into the toilet, but not before it takes a sharp bite out of his shoulder.

His vision starts to blur and you grab his arms, leaning him back against the counter before you move to open the door.

"Please tell me you spiked those drinks from earlier with the antidote," he groans, his face growing hotter as the venom spreads through his system.

"Well," you whisper, your voice fading as he loses consciousness, "I guess today was your lucky day."

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miiukkaa · 1 year

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raph's subway room 🧸

personally speaking, raph is both an easy and a difficult character to understand. he has grown up with the responsibilty of having to look after his younger brothers. he definitely can be rowdy, playful, goofy and irresponsible but there's a sense of responsibility that he carries and holds onto. i mention this only because i feel this shows in him wanting to let his brothers have things over himself (things like furniture, trinkets, food... just stuff in general). not in a dramatic way in which he'd sacrifice EVEYRYTHING for the sake of others and thus neglect his own needs, no, no, it's not black and white like that. this would simply mean that he owns less furniture/trinkets/things than what you'd imagine. a mindful guy looking out for those he loves (let us not forget that he looks after himself, too).

i gave the big guy a big bed which is supported by the subway car's seats opposite to one another as well as cinder blocks. again, very little space underneath the bed. there're a few teddybears by the foot of the bed (note that the mattress isn't as wide as the car so the bears are just sitting on the seat).

raph is a RnB fan and has shown to own a collection of vinyl records. i was feeling generous so i gave him a vinyl record player with an amp right next to his bed.

while i could have moved his DIY bench press in the car, i rather it stayed outside of the car as seen in the movie. he would probably still have some weights stored in his room (he could easily use smaller weights in his room, too - i feel there's enough room for that).

opposite to the main entrance, he'd have a clothing line to hang some of his clothes. oh, and the door on the right side? that's just half-open. i'm not sure if raph himself would fit through a half-opened door but i like to imagine it's more of a window to him anyway. (from the bed he would lean a little to squint what's happening outside before shouting "hey, what's the commotion about!?" or something).

posters! first we have ghostbear's poster which we have seen in raph's sewer room. i feel he would have ripped the poster off of the wall after feeling betrayed by the wrestler but then later taped it back up after having calmed down and feeling remorseful. he still does admire the sport and ghostbear after all. complicated feelings.

a new lou jitsu poster in which our favorite rat man is simply just posing for the fans. speaking of the rat man, i'd like to think he helped raph write down the famous japanese quote from the show: 「あなたは一人じゃない」 translated to "you're not alone". i mean, if i were raph, i'd want to write the quote down... ESPECIALLY since he doesn't know the language and it's easy to forget for that reason. it's like splinter signed his poster for his son in a way :)

the mad dogs flag looks like it was bought rather than self-made... so i doubt they would have bought just one for leo. i mean "mad dogs" is their thing so you gotta get all the siblings involved kind of like a shared tattoo!!

then a silly little drawing by mikey in which he drew raph flexing :)

and speaking of mikey! there's some graffiti art by him! both of them are near identical to the ones seen in raph's sewer room but... one of them just says "boss!" and the other is just flames.

a very simple room design but i feel it's just enough for raph :]

leo's room

mikey's room

#feel free to use for reference yall #miiukkart #rottmnt subway lair reference #rottmnt

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octuscle · 2 months

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I'm on a flight to Tokyo, and I'm definitely going to stand out amongst the locals... what should I do?

I always have the greatest respect for visits to Asian countries myself. So it's more than natural that you need support. I myself have had very good experiences with a preset that I am sending you. I recommend that you activate the preset as soon as possible, the transformation is set to last 12 hours.

Okay, it's exemplary that you had your cell phone in flight mode, so the message only reaches you after the plane is already on the tarmac on its way to the terminal. With your seatbelt still fastened, you activate the default setting. After the first few seconds, the first effect becomes apparent. The tension is gone. This is not the first time you have landed in Haneda. Only tourists and fools jump up and open the luggage compartments before the seatbelt signs have gone out. You are disciplined. Discipline is the only way to survive a juggernaut like Tokyo. You know that. The idiots around you don't.

You say goodbye to the person sitting next to you. You say goodbye to the flight crew when you leave the plane. In broken Japanese. You struggle with the language. Even though you've been learning it for over a year. At least you recognize a few of the characters at the airport. At least you can understand fragments of the conversations around you. And you know your way around the airport. Even if you're not the first to jump on, you're one of the first at the baggage carousel. It pays to have a Japanese ID card. Wait a minute! A Japanese ID card? Sure, you've been living here for years. Tokyo is your second home. Naturalization was only logical. You have a Japanese great-grandmother. That made it easier. You inherited your black hair from her.

You look at the people with the big suitcases with pity. They're either going to waste a fortune on cabs now. Or they'll have real problems on the train during rush hour. You've packed efficiently. And your advantage is that you stand out from the crowd. 190 cm… That makes you a giant in Japan. And a colossus at 120 kg. When you finally take the steps from the subway into the open air, the default setting has already been active for three hours. You walk the last few meters to your hotel. It's so nice to be back here. Yes, you actually live in London. But you spend as much time as you can in Tokyo for business and pleasure. For years now. You speak the language very well, you're up to date with all the fashions and gossip. And a regular guest here at the hotel. The concierge addresses you by name. You greet him back by name. Nevertheless, you exchange business cards. Tradition is tradition. The building trembles. A slight earthquake.You don't know how many earthquakes this is in your life. It's not even worth mentioning in your conversation.

Now a quick bowl of noodle soup. And then to the gym. You've spent too much time motionless on the plane and in the subway. You need action now. The feeling that your body has given its last. And then a hot bath and a massage. Your buddy at reception has already arranged everything. You just quickly take your luggage upstairs and get changed. And then you run down the stairs to the gym. The earth has just shaken a little again. The last thing you need now is to get stuck in the elevator.

Two hours later, when Atsushi presses his elbows into your back, all is right with the world again. Atsushi is a master of his trade. And you've known each other for ages. In fact, you played baseball in the same club as children before you moved to Europe with your parents. It was a real coincidence when you found each other on one of your visits here on Grindr. It's one of the biggest and hardest reasons why you're staying here at the hotel. Rarely have you experienced a better masseur who is both good for your back and offers a first-class happy ending. He stands behind you and massages your neck. And his hard-on sticks out in front of your face. Shit, if he doesn't suck you off right away, you'll cum without him laying a hand on you.

You two spend the evening at karaoke. Unfortunately, Asushi can't stay in your hotel room tonight. But he will take you upstairs. And you fuck him as a thank you. Asushi thanks you with a deep kiss goodbye. He says that your education in Europe has paid off. Nobody fucks like real Japanese men who learned to fuck in Paris. You grin. Well. An almost real Japanese man. Your one grandmother was English. You owe your blue eyes to her.

Get up, go to the gym, take a hot bath. That's how your next morning starts. Not easy with the jet lag. But you have to get back into the rhythm of the city of your ancestors quickly. The first meeting is at 07:30. Time is money. And life in Tokyo is not cheap. "それで、侍よ？よく眠れましたか？" Asushi sent a picture of his morning wood. You return the favor with a selfie, freshly showered. "よく眠れたよ！しかし、私には硬いものと柔らかいものがある。疲れ果てた夜に備えよ," you reply. "はい、侍よ！" You're looking forward to the end of the day!

#male tf #muscle tf #reality change #chronivac #inked man #race change

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ask-whitepearl-and-steven · 1 year

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You put a lot small visual elements and details in that I never seem to notice on my first read, and it always makes rereading exciting. What’s a detail from the comic that nobody ever seemed to notice? I’m sure there are things that nobody has mentioned, especially from the early chapters, that you’d want to talk about

Oh man.........that's a great question.

The thing is, there are a lot of details that people don't pick up, but there are definitely eagle-eyed readers that also do! There are also details which most didn't pick up until someone posted about it, and now everyone knows!

There are also details which are actually... yet to be revealed as relevant! That's a secret tool that'll help us later. :)

But most of it is plot relevant decisions I make which make the story more full, but are not necessarily NECESSARY for full enjoyment.

For example, in the very first comic, when Earl approaches Steven....

Her eye isn't white! That was a fully deliberate decision. She didn't actually approach Steven because he wanted her to. That was a decision she made on her own!

Most of the white eye shenanigans in Season 1 were deliberate, albeit not very explicit. I suppose that worked out okay, though. Plus, many people DID catch on!

Also, this part in the Kindergarten comic:

...which people assumed was a power separate from everything, is actually just the first instance of Steven's Command power. The thing is, I hadn't settled into how to portray it at the time, and also - the gem is Corrupted! It doesn't respond to Steven's commands the same way normal gems do. I planned to explore that earlier initially, but in the end, decided to tie it into much later plot.

In Season 1, EP 38, Steven asks Earl to write her name.... and she does! But in gem, not English, because she doesn't know how to write in English.

She designates herself as White Pearl, putting the dash over the top diamond. It was at the time when she was still anxious about making Steven - White Diamond - angry with her.

And to add to the eye thing - during the Season finale of Season 2, when Steven wondered if Earl only came to see him because he forced her to - the comic where she finds him in the water proves otherwise!

Immediately when she grabs him and swims up, her eyes aren't white! She's doing it of her own accord.

Also, in Season 3's opening, when Rose is angry at what she THINKS is White Diamond, she almost has a slip of the tongue when talking about the past.

There's a very pointed reason that panel of Earl is right there next to Rose's cut-off 'My...'

Also, when Rose leaves Steven in the Containment Sphere - the Baby Jail Bubble - she unlocks it to leave, and you can pretty clearly see an interesting detail.

(which Steven, of course, doesn't notice.)

There's also a bit of a narrative tongue in cheek line-up which is accidental on Steven's part but still rings true:

(TVTropes editors caught this one! Hey TVTrope editors!)

Also, this very famous Seaglass foreshadowing:

The first instance of Steven connecting to tech was in the beginning of this season!

When Steven has a bad dream after fusing with Earl and forming Bleached Coral, there's a hidden detail in this reflective text from Nightmare Rose:

(It might be easier to read if you mirror-flip it.)

Another fun thing I enjoyed doing before I got busy with other stuff is gem language! Earl writes Steven notes in it to help him learn, and now signs with her English name,

In the Cluster Experiments comic, if you look at the panels before stuff starts to Happen, you can find a few Experiments hiding in the background. :)

In Amethyst's room, there is a Japanese stopsign and a d20 in the background.

In episode 25 of season 4, Steven is playing Moonlight Sonata!

In episode 33, the ship Steven connects to displays a bisection of the earth which showcases its lumpy core! Or rather, the megastructures that are hidden deep inside the mantle.

It also showcases a few geothermal coring sites made during the colonization.

And by the way, the drill Pearl built was actually a repurposed ship hull which was used for the Space Race ship in the original show!

And man there are actually... many more! But I had to skip over them because they are alluding to things which have not yet been explicitly revealed! :D

But even with this, I'm sure there are other ones I'm missing. If you think you have one that should be listed - throw it on a reblog or in the comments!

#chekhov answers

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I KNOW, AND YOU DO TOO

Inumaki x GN!reader

summary: in which Inumaki knows what effect he has on you

cw: fluff, Toge being a menace, one swear word (hell) Toge being a flirt. POC friendly! Inumaki speak in sign language and onigiri ingredients in japanese

It’s summer time, which means it’s hot. It’s summertime, which means sweat. People get sweaty. It’s summertime, which means you get to see Inumaki pull his shirt up to wipe at the sweat on his face.

This is normal, I mean, Fushiguro does it. Itadori does it. Panda would probably do it if he even wore shirts. Hell, even Maki does it.

So why does your throat dry up when you see Inumaki do it?

If you think about it logically, your throat could be drying up because of how hot it is. Maybe because it’s been a while since you drank water. It could also be because your staring right at his pale abdomen and your mouth is hanging open, letting all that air dry up your mouth.

He must feel you looking at him because he looks up with the end of his shirt still held up by his hand and he looks right back at you. You could be seeing things, but you swear you see him smiling behind his collar with a gleam in his eye

“He HAS to know what he’s doing…”

You look away, but it doesn’t help the heat on your face. You can feel your neck and face burn.

“Konbu.”

He’s already standing next to you and greeting you. You look up at him, and you still feel hot and embarrassed from earlier.

“Hey Inumaki.” Your eyes flit over his face nervously. He can probably tell your nervous, but that doesn’t stop him from being blunt.

He signs with his hands “did you like the view?”

“What view?” Playing dumb is the wrong thing to do, because next thing you know he’s smirking behind his collar and lifting up his shirt to show you his abdomen. Your quick to bring his hands down and keep them down.

“Please don’t go flashing random people…”

He only smiles at you cheekily as he grips your hand and intertwines his fingers with yours.

“Shake.”

“You promise?”

He makes a cross on his heart.

a/n: my first work on this account and it’s featuring Inumaki!! This was very short and simple, but I hope I can write more beautiful stories with plots someday, so please support me! Thank you very much!!

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invidiia · 1 year

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Heyy! Can you write for yandere fyodor< 3 ?

Have a great day!

꒰ general yandere fyodor headcanons ꒱

notes ; YES I CAN!! thank you for requesting, and have a good day, too! it would have been done sooner but i passed out on my keyboard LMAO ngl this is probably just a fic written how i'd write hcs instead of actual hcs, so lets just say i'm sharin my thoughts instead

warnings ; he seems nice at first but please take the warnings seriously, manipulation, stalking, starvation, murder, yandere themes, possessiveness, kidnapping, hurting your family, friends, probably the biggest red flag i write for, does fyodor himself need a warning

⋆ this man is such a red flag but it's okay because most things are better in red

⋆ upon seeing you for the first time, you won't remember him for a while, having only seen his face once. weirdly, you don't seem to notice for the next two months that he happens to be in the same store as you, the same cafe you go to, the same library you borrow books from, your favorite restaurant, and so many other places you frequently visited. i mean, the city was super safe, why would you need to look behind you?

⋆ after about two months of stalking, he finally tapped your shoulder one day and started to make conversation of the book you had in your hand, a well recognized crime novel. fyodor made small-talk about the book to you, expressing his interest in literature and asking how far you were into the book.

⋆ i mean, who wouldn't immediately fall if some hot guy came up and talked to you about books you both liked? because i know i'd fall, first and harder.

⋆ after a bit more talking, he offered his phone number to you so he could text you all the recommendations he had, since he said he didn't have pen and paper on him at the moment. but of course, you didn't think there anything suspicious about such a person. after all, he seemed to like the same books you did, and there was a clear connection.

⋆ and every few days, it was another date at the library, catching up on books. only about half of these were planned, all the other times, he just happened to show up about 25 seconds after you walked through the door. every time, you both ended up staying at the library until it closed, talking about books and reading through some that you hadn't finished yet.

⋆ and he wants to know everything you think, every few sentences, the man stops reading to ask about your thoughts. no matter how different your views are, he finds your perspective interesting. afterwards, you ask him about his own opinion, and he gives it. to you, fyodor seems like one of the smartest men in the world.

⋆ he also recommended you some russian literature, some of his favorites. he met you at the library once more, after texting you that he had some books. walking up to you with a book in hand, you noticed the unfamiliar language on the cover.

"it's not a japanese novel, but i can help you translate it, yes? i think you'd enjoy it."

⋆ it was safe to say he was pretty in love. it was months since you started to hang out in the library, sometimes not even talking about books. he wasn't fully convinced you also loved him, but he was so kind to you, and you deeply appreciated it. why not give it a chance?

⋆ the man was unusually calm when you turned him down. you told him that you only viewed him as a friend, apologizing profusely for upsetting him, but fyodor only smiled and told you it was fine, bidding his goodbyes and walking back to who knows where.

⋆ it was a weird month after his confession, no library dates, you got fired from your job, and even some of your close family stopped speaking with you. it felt like almost no jobs could take you, every place you tried turned you down and shut the door in your face after ushering you out of the building. cafes you walked by looked at you and turned the sign in the door to the side with 'closed' in big, bold, red letters.

⋆ it felt like moving was the only option, so you started to plan your departure from your side of yokohama. the city was huge, surely everyone couldn't hate you! as you were moving boxes into your car, you were stopped by the familiar man, of course, you knew his presence.

"could i help you with those?"

⋆ his voice wasn't mocking, but it sure felt like he knew. after helping you, fyodor offered a place to stay. but,, dependency on someone else felt weird, and you already called the apartment complex, speaking about the vacant room. you politely declined the man's offer, saying you had your living situation already sorted out

⋆ man that didn't go over well with him, he asked if he could take you out to the cafe you always used to go to with him to talk about the novels you found interest in. since he was paying, why say no?

⋆ surprise surprise, when you weren't looking, he slipped something in your drink, and now you're locked in a dark room with a locked door and a note. it wasn't really readable though.. fyodor needed to practice writing in japanese.

⋆ every morning, afternoon, and evening, e came in with a plate of food. surprisingly, it was really good. sometimes, when he came in with more water for you to drink, he even gave you books to read while he was away, or busy sitting in front of multiple bright screens.

⋆ it was rare for him to let you anywhere outside that room, but eventually you gained some of his trust, and he allowed you to roam around the house, with close observation. he even blocked out the windows!

⋆ but even if you do get through the windows, it's a long fall to the pavement below. but it'd be worth a chance! if fyodor didn't have his eyes on you about 24/7.

⋆ you can TRY to escape, but he'll likely catch you. it's like he has eyes everywhere. when, not if, he catches you, no more food until the next day!

⋆ but i wouldn't try escaping immediately. a good way to escape from fyodor is to gain his trust slowly, so that he'll maybe let you go outside under his close supervision. even if you run off into a large crowd.. he'll probably still find you. and if he can't find you himself, you have his closest friend seeking you out as well! good luck, cause he's also dangerous!

@kolyakisses // i drank soy sauce while writing this

#yandere fyodor #yandere fyodor dostoevsky #yandere fyodor dostoevsky x reader #yandere fyodor x reader #fyodor x reader #fyodor dostoevsky x reader #yandere bungou stray dogs #yandere bsd #yandere bungo stray dogs x reader #yandere bsd x reader

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daichiduskdrop · 10 months

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Chapter 22

Pairing: BTS Ot7 X fem! reader

Genre: A/B/O AU, Fluff, Angst, Strangers to lovers,

Warnings: none :)

Words: 4017

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And so, you and Yoongi took your time walking around the bookstore, looking over the many different sections of stories available.

You ended up in front of the multilinguage books, ranging from English and Spanish all the way over to Hindi and Japanese. Your mother tongue spiked a bit of interest in you, having you reach to grasp the first book in sight.

It was a cookbook, talking about the usual Japanese cuisine and treats available mostly in the country, bringing them to your home so you can enjoy them there too.

„Do you speak Japanese, oppa?” You asked, your voice low as you looked over the colourful pictures of Yakitori. It looked quite tasty there, too.

„I know a few things, kitty.” He answered with his hand in yours, his thumb gently running over your knuckles. You smiled softly.

You knew Korean more than well now, but still, you liked to watch a lot of movies in Japanese, just to make sure you wouldn't forget.

Growing up, you didn't really have a big opportunity to learn any languages, apart from korean of course, which was usually spoken at your home. Your school had only minimal lessons of English, so apart from the simplest phrases ever, you didn't know much.

You let the alpha gently pull you along towards a music history book he saw in the corner of his eye—the man flipping through the massive encyclopaedia.

„Pup, do you want to stay here for a bit longer or do you want to go now, sweetheart?” The packalpha asked, walking bristly over to the both of you. He already had a big bag from the bookstore hanging from his hand, seemingly pretty full with how bulky it was.

„Did you-” You didn't get much of a word in before his palms were over your cheeks, gently running over the sides of your face covered in the face mask.

„Be a good girl, pup, and let alpha spoil you, baby."

He said, gently bowing down to be face-to-face with you. Smiling brightly, he booped your covered nose before he took your other unoccupied hand in his.

„We can go...” You whispered, and your cheeks warmed up at the sweet words the alpha shared with you.

„How about the music store? I want to check the new audio monitors; I saw many ads.” Yoongi said, he was already pulling you both out of the bookstore.

„Oh yeah, they had a lot of claims for sure." Namjoon answered, leading you both back to the very bottom floor. The mall had fewer people now, but still, there were quite a few bypassers, making the alphas stay close to you.

When the music store with the giant NAKWON light-up sign appeared, you and the pair of alphas were only left in slight disappointment. The metal bars were pulled over the entrance to the store, and the neon sign was turned off.

„Shit, it's closed.” The older man mumbled, but still, you wanted to at least look through the gaps, and the large arrangement of equipment made you interested.

„Kitty I'm sorry, but we can't go right now, baby. I'll take you later so you can see, okay? It's alright, baby kitten. Let's go somewhere else now, hm? What would you like to see, my kitty?”

The alpha was quick to try and distract you, not wanting you to dwell. He wasn't sure if you were as excited as he was deep inside, and he didn't want you to be disappointed and sad. He didn't realise that it would be closed today.

„It's okay.” You whispered, looking over the music instruments hung up on the wall, a beautiful dark blue guitar catching your attention. It was almost black with how greyish it was; it looked very pretty and luxurious.

„Sweetheart, alpha's will take you here sometime, okay? I promise. Let's go now; don't be sad, baby.” The packalpha tried to pull you away himself, not sure if the way you were mesmerised was a good sign.

You seemed to definitely want to go in with how your eyes sparkled, and he was sad he couldn't let you go. They didn't want you to start crying so suddenly either, choosing to take you somewhere else to take your mind off of the store.

After a few seconds, you nodded, looking back up at the two men who pulled you so sweetly along. Remembering that you needed some clothes, you weren't sure if it was appropriate for you to ask that.

You felt embarrassment creeping up on you, your steps slowing down a little, and both of the alphas turned to you right away. Noting how you avoided their eyes, Yoongi was the one to kneel down first, your head in his palms.

„Kitty? Baby, what's wrong? Tell alpha...” He whispered, your eyes meeting his for a second or two. Whispering it in his ear, you felt your cheeks flare up.

He started laughing gently, ruffling up your hair. „Yah, don't be scared to ask for something like that, baby. Of course we can get you some; let's go.” The alpha quickly led you around until a lingerie shop was in your view.

„Should we go with you, pup? Or do you want us to stay outside?” The packalpha asked, his fingers combing through your hair. You were so glad you had been wearing the face mask this whole time; you would surely be more embarrassed at how much you were blushing.

„I can go on my own.” You whispered, not wanting to embarrass yourself any further. Just as you were about to pull yourself from their warm hands, the packalpha was quick to pull your right back.

„Okay. We will stay right here; if you'll need anything, come get us, okay? Here's the card.” He handed you a black credit card. Your eyes grew double, looking up at the shocked man.

„N-No, oppa, I have my own card plus-” Namjoon didn't do much; he only pulled you closer, his lips brushing over the top of your head, a light scent mark being left between your hair.

„Let alphas spoil you, 'mega." He whispered in your ear, gently patting your lower back and ushering you towards the entrance of the store.

The two alphas watched over your figure carefully but fondly, wanting to make sure you would be safe without them. Taking a seat at the benches, they waited patiently for you to return.

Meanwhile, the other pack members have been up to a few things each. Jungkook has already bought one of your many upcoming Christmas gifts and was pleased with the purchase. He was so sure you would like something like this and was happy he could spoil you rotten.

After texting his two hyungs, he soon got around to them, wanting to choose a few clothes for you himself. The youngest received a few private messages from Jimin and Taehyung, both of the alphas asking him about his opinions on a few things.

Quickly greeting themselves, Jungkook pointed to the snow boots they chose for you; the adorable white pair of knee-high boots that were from Dior once again.

They were the moon boots style, with gold lettering up top spelling the luxury brand's name. The fluffy fake fur covered the very front of them, and with the tie-up pom-poms over it, the boys were sold when they came across them.

After checking if the inside was comfortable and the insole fleece would keep you nice and warm, the two Alpha's decided that this would be a nice pick for you.

„Those are cute, Hyung!" He said after Jimin opened up the paper box for him to see. The alpha nodded happily, glad to find a pair that seemed to go so well with your style.

„They are really good quality; I think they should keep her nice and warm.” Taehyung said, running his fingers over the fluffy material lining the inside.

The youngest nodded at that, happy to know so. This was very important; they didn't want you to be sick and would do anything to prevent it.

And so, the trio went around a few more stores, ending up with another two pairs of boots in the bag. The first was one that Jungkook chose for you. They looked quite similar to the moon boots the two other alphas bought for you, but these seemed to be a bit more durable.

They were an off-white colour, with a hint of brown and beige here and there. With a thicker sole and fluffy insoles and lining, the front was also lined with fur-like fabric. They had thick, circular brown lacing that created an adorable long bow, and went only to your ankles.

The other pair was black, also an ankle boot that had a grey fur lining going over the top of the shoe. They were made from a strong leather-like material, meaning that they wouldn't be as comfortable but would for sure not get dirty or wet.

Just as they were standing in a selectively snowboarder and skiing store that had a lot of very nice jackets, beanies, and such, the eldest received a call.

„Hey Jin-hyung, what's up?”

„Hey, me and Hobi-ah, just finished the groceries; are you guys done? I still have to get started on dinner, and it will be almost 18 soon.”

Looking around for his packmates, Jimin placed the light pale blue jacket back onto its hook, the two other alphas discussing something about a pair of snow trousers the older held.

„Guys, we are leaving; go pay if you have everything now.” He said, taking the phone from his ear before he listened back to the eldest packmate on the phone.

„We will meet you guys near the main entrance, okay?”

„Okay hyung, see you then.” Jimin answered, ending the call and walking back to the youngests, currently paying for a few more things they bought for you (and a pair of gloves Taehyung fell in love with).

The alphas made sure not to take too long, quickly collecting all the bags before they made their way to the entrance, where the rest of the pack was waiting.

You were currently being smothered by Jin and Hoseok, both of the men hugging you and caressing your back and cheeks, gently asking you about where you went and what the alpha's bought for you.

„My sweet peaches, you were such a good girl, baby.” Jin murmured softly, swaying you both from side to side, your head resting against his chest.

„What did you do, oppa?" You asked, your voice soft and sweet, sounding like music to their ears.

„Us sunny? We didn't do much stuff that's exciting, bub; we just went to get the groceries. We bought a few snacks, though. Do you want to wat-"

„Babybun!” Jungkook smiled widely, plucking you right from his elders arms and taking you into his instead. His hands went over your hair, smoothing it down gently, while his chin ran over the top of your head, his scent covering yours virgously.

It didn't take too long for Jimin and Taehyung to catch up, each of them having their respectful times with you while they rubbed their scent into yours, soft and mindful.

„Babycheeks, Alpha is very happy to see you, baby.”

„Hm.. what did you buy, princess? Did you like the mall? We can come here again, precious, anytime you want.”

You tried your best to answer all their questions, reassuring them that you did indeed have a great time while Namjoon and Yoongi spoiled you. You left out the visit to the lingerie store, the smaller, light pink bag standing out a little considering the other much larger shopping bags held.

It didn't take too long for the other alphas to notice, but they let you be, not wanting to make you uncomfortable.

Namjoon soon appeared through the sliding entrance, taking a few bags himself. You tried to carry a few yourself, but your hands were quickly tucked away into Taehyung's and Hobi's palms, the two alpha's leading you to the front of the store where Yoongi was waiting with the car.

The men made quick work loading up the vehicle's booth before you all started to pile in. You took a seat in the middle of the front row, with Hoseok and Tae on each side still.

After helping you settle in, the packalpha made sure to turn on one of the apps that was recently purchased, a soft and calming music that was meant to imply sleeping sounding through the vehicle.

„Seriously, I'll fall asleep behind the wheel this way.” The second eldest grumbled, looking in the rear view mirror to check if everyone was ready to go. Namjoon only stiffened a laugh next to him, finally being able to take his face mask off.

„Sunnybub, let's take a selca!” Hoseok exclaimed, turning on his phone camera. You leaned from Taehyung after you were looking at his own phone's screen; the alpha was currently showing you one of the new games he downloaded.

„N-Now?” You asked, unsure. You probably looked pretty wrecked. The mask you wore this afternoon was taken off a few minutes ago, and you weren't sure how you looked. You were quite tired after all, but you had a very happy day after the terrible start.

„Of course, sunshine, come here.” He said, pulling you closer to himself softly.

„Oppa, but my hair and—" You went to complain, noticing how messy you looked on the screen. Hobi shushed you softly, his cheek running over the top of your head in a soft motion.

„You are perfect, baby, always.”

The alpha placed his head next to yours, helping you pose for a few quick and cute selfies. Taehyung didn't take too long to take his own camera out, wanting to take photos with you too.

Hoseok might have been the first one to get a picture with you, but he would for sure get the cutest one. And so, Tae posed with you too, both of you laughing, especially after Hoseok took part in the little photoshoot too.

Jin, Jungkook, and Jimin soon noticed, also going into the frame. Yoongi was mumbling about how loud it was from behind the wheel as Namjoon took a whole group photo next to him after they took a stop at the red light.

Soon, after you all calmed down a little, you rested your back fully, your eyes closing for only a second. It felt like the car was much quieter now.

The alphas were used to being quite loud and rowdy most of the time, but after Namjoon noticed your eyes closing, he motioned for them all to quiet down. Your soft breathing was calm and sweet.

It was a very important thing for you to let your guard down with no worries before them like that. The vulnerable, sleepy state you entered made them all just a bit more protective and dominant, as if they weren't that before.

And so the drive home was silent—the soft sound of sleep music with delta waves running through the vehicle—and only a few soft words exchanged between the men. Your scent changed soon; the sweetness was less noticeable.

It was a natural reaction for your body to lessen your normally quite strong scent. If you were asleep, you were of course vulnerable, and if any predator of some sort would look for its prey, you would be less likely to be noticed, the danger level lower.

When the car finally arrived home, it was already dark out, and with how quickly the sun sets during the winter, it was obvious. The snow has started to fall again tonight, the snowflake Christmas everyone always dreamed of coming closer and closer.

Yoongi parked the car, turning off the engine. The alphas piled out slowly, Jungkook climbing for you the fastest, quietly unclipping your seatbelt before he hooked his arms around you, pulling you to his chest.

He climbed back out of the car, making sure your legs were well wrapped around his waist and your head was hidden in the crook of his neck.

Jin had already walked to the entrance; a few bags were dropped by the open door to keep it from shutting as he went to retrieve a few more and help the others.

The eldest couldn't help but coo at you. Seeing how his youngest packmate was so careful and sweet with you, he gently ran his fingers through your hair, letting Jungkook go inside.

The alpha kicked off his shoes, walking bristly to the couch, where he gently placed you down. You whined softly; the gentle scent that was around was suddenly gone, unsettling you from your sweet sleep.

„It's okay, bunbun, you can sleep, baby. I'm here, hm? Alpha is here.” He whispered softly, gently untying your shoes for you. There weren't many girls he would ever kneel for, but he would never hesitate with you.

Carefully unzipping your jacket, you were brought from your sleep for a small second, too drowsy to really realise what was going on. The youngest didn't bother to carry the coat back to the entrance hall, instead letting it lay on the couch as he brought a comfortable blanket that was lying around to himself.

With Jungkook carefully climbing behind you, his arms went around your waist, pulling you close to his chest. The alpha layed on his back with a pillow under his head, gently manoeuvring you so your cheek would rest against his heart, the beat calming.

He has already read quite a few articles and asked one of his friends, Juwon, who was also an alpha and had had a stable pack for about three years about how to best take care of a courted omega.

The man had an omega himself, and after calling with the alpha for an hour or two, he told him some good of advice meant to help you settle in easier.

A good amount of sleep was always a good way to start, and even though you already had a nap today, there would be no harm in having another one.

Juwon had told him that a heartbeat can ensure a long rest, as it reminds them of the alpha's presence even when unconscious and should help with any nightmares and unreasonable waking ups.

Jungkook trusted his friend, and he wanted you to sleep well, so he let you rest up against him while he gently rubbed your back with the blanket over the both of you.

It's not like you would truly need it; the higher temperature the alpha sported was already warming you up quite well. Still, it brought comfort, and so it wasn't to any harm.

The rest of the pack eventually lingered in, with Hoseok softly tutting at the youngest while he took your clothes back to the hangers, making sure everything looked nice and clean.

With Jin, Yoongi, and Hobi all starting the dinner to be as quick as possible, Jimin and Taehyung carried the clothing bags upstairs, planning to surprise you some time soon.

Namjoon relaxed into the couch, his hand gently patting your back in a comforting rhythm, the sleep soon taking over for both the youngest and you.

The pack alpha turned on the TV, making sure to turn off the volume so it wouldn't spook you while watching the news with the subtitles provided.

„-has the latest update. Over to you, Min Kyu.

Weather Reporter: Thank you, Sok Ki. Yes, Seoul is experiencing bone-chilling temperatures, and it's only going to get colder. We're expecting a significant snowfall in the upcoming days, which could result in hazardous road conditions and potential travel disruptions. Viewers are advised to take necessary precautions and stay updated on weather advisories.

Anchor: In other news, authorities are continuing their search for escaped criminal Min In-Su. Min In-Su, known for a string of crimes, remains at large, causing concern among citizens. Our correspondent, Sung Yunso-ssi, has the latest details on the manhunt. What's going on, Sung Yunso-ssi?

Correspondent: Thank you, Sok Ki. Despite extensive efforts from law enforcement agencies, Min In-Su continues to evade capture. He is considered dangerous, and authorities are urging the public to remain vigilant. Omegas are advised to stay close to their packs, and the youngest citizens should always be watched over. If you have any information that could assist in his arrest, please contact the local police immediately.

Anchor: Despite these challenging circumstances, there's a glimmer of cheer awaiting Seoul residents. The city is gearing up for the upcoming Christmas festival markets, where visitors can enjoy the festive spirit and engage in various activities. Our reporter, Sam Youn-gi, gives us a sneak peek. Take it away, Youn-gi.

Reporter: Thank you, Sok Ki. The Christmas festival markets in Seoul are set to bring joy and excitement to the city. From delectable food stalls offering traditional Korean delicacies to unique gift shops and mesmerising live performances, these markets promise unforgettable experiences for families and friends. Authorities have taken great care to ensure safety measures are in place for everyone's enjoyment. The markets will be held until the 25th of December, so for the next 10 days Make sure to check them out!

Anchor: Thank you, Youn-gi. We'll definitely be looking forward to those festive Christmas markets. And th-”

Jin walked over to the couch, standing next to it while watching TV for a minute. The alpha always liked the market and would definitely want to check it out this year too.

With Christmas near, they had a calmer schedule, and since they were on hiatus now too, they could make some free time to check it out.

The alpha knew that a lot of the packmembers had already started planning on visiting their families sometimes this upcoming holiday; he himself too, and wanted to take you to see their home cities.

They also wanted to take you skiing sometime soon; they haven't talked about it with you yet, but a nice two- or three-day ski and snowboarding holiday sounded quite fun.

And with how much snow there was, it would for sure be possible, depending, of course, on whether you actually wanted to go.

The eldest brought himself from the thought train he unconsciously entered, gently patting the packalpha's shoulder. „Come on, dinner's ready.” He softly said, noting that you and Jungkook were still sound asleep.

The youngest alpha has been pushing himself for so long, the others realised, and oftentimes he would struggle with getting the right amount of sleep.

It wasn't in their second gender nature to let anyone really pamper them, and so if any of the packmembers would bring it up, Jungkook would just tend to brush them off.

That wasn't truly his fault either; Jin could bet each and every one of them would do the same if it happened to them.

But seeing you and him so closely wrapped up with one another, your scents combining gently, he didn't want his younger packmate to miss out on any more sleep.

„Let them sleep now, Joon-ah. They can eat later.” He said this, smiling softly at you. You were adorable.

And so, as the packalpha only hummed, already knowing that he would very gladly take a seat near the table to keep you two company later today, he stood up to help prepare the table, being mindful not to break anything.

Seokjin leaned over to you, his lips softly pecking your cheek. He smiled gently at you, his eyes fond and soft. The alpha knew then and there that you would be their only one for the rest of their lives.

„Alpha loves you lots and lots, my baby.”

He whispered, letting his lips brush up against your cheek again, before he too quietly stepped away to go eat dinner, leaving you closely wrapped up in Jungkook's arms, the alpha not even thinking for a second to let go.

You were their angel after all, brought in with the gentle patter of snow from outside. You needed to be kept safe, tucked away in their arms, always warm and happy.

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WINTER 2024 ANIME RECOMMENDATIONS

I counted and there are 8.5 blonde ladies in either a lead or primary love interest role this season (8 if you count the one whose hair is sometimes black as half of one). Do what you will with this information. I only share it because it’s something that was ticking me off that I noticed.

Anyway, we’re trying out a new format this season: Instead of only recommending anime we’re not familiar with, we’re each picking one we are familiar with and one we went into completely blind.

ACE’S RECOMMENDATION #1: MR. VILLAIN’S DAY OFF

After the deluge of isekai that try to teach the importance of having a healthy work-life balance by having the lack of one kill off it’s main character in the first five minutes of the episode, it’s really nice to have something that teaches the same lesson by choosing to model what one looks like rather than killing anybody. It’s also got a lot of pandas in it, which is always nice.

ACE’S RECOMMENDATION #2: SENGOKU YOUKO

Satoshi Mizukami seemingly can’t catch a break with anime adaptations of his manga: Lucifer and the Biscuit Hammer sucked and this one is being seriously overshadowed by all the other really good and/or long-looked-forward-to adaptations this season. (Planet With was an anime first so it escaped the curse.)

Anyway, please watch this and have your friends watch this and buy the Blu–Rays and have your friends buy the Blu-Rays so my dream of a (good!!!) Spirit Circle anime can someday come true.

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CHARLIE’S RECOMMENDATION #1: SOLO LEVELING

(for the sake of our more sensitive readers, actual screenshots of the anime cannot be shown at this time)

If you like Cheat System anime, and don’t mind “a bit” of graphic violence (read: so much. There’s just so much violence.) , give this a shot. It’s based on one of the Korean manhua that made the genre what it is today, and as far as I’m concerned, they’ve done a good job being faithful to their source so far - they didn’t even give them Japanese names, you guys.

CHARLIE’S RECOMMENDATION #2: A SIGN OF AFFECTION

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It’s cute, and disability rep is always a bonus. I like how they animated the sign language, which seems fairly realistic to me, someone who speaks no sign languages.

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FEN’S RECOMMENDATION #1: LOOKING UP TO MAGICAL GIRLS

This is a series I’ve been following since there were only five chapters out in the manga, so I would like to preface this recommendation by saying I’m the only one who’s actually right about it. I’m a veteran, a true soul who’s stuck with it for the past x years since it first released, and as such everything I say about it is valid and correct and anything people who aren’t as familiar with it says is complete horseshit pulled out of their ass. This is a factual statement.

Mahou Shoujo ni Akogarete, which has been translated for the manga as “Looking up to Magical Girls” (correct) and by vile HIDIVE as “Gushing Over Magical Girls” (bad and wrong) is a trashy, over-indulgent yuri series for weird perverts that is good, actually, (genuinely), and if the adaptation manages to capture Onanaka Akihiko’s remarkably deft hand in weaving the series’ fetish gags with the story’s genuine moments of pathos and surprising character depth then the anime will also be good, actually.

Dude trust me.

FEN’S RECOMMENDATION #2: METALLIC ROUGE

This is an anime original series about super fighting robots on Mars doing a hitman shit on android rebels for the government and also yuri, maybe. ACAB includes Rouge Redstar, watch this show.

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BONUS RECOMMENDATIONS: DUNGEON MESHI AND ‘TIS TIME FOR “TORTURE,” PRINCESS

A recommendation to watch Dungeon Meshi is the most redundant thing on the planet this season, but even so you should still watch Dungeon Meshi. Also, Fen and I had a bit of a back-and-forth over who would recommend Torture Princess since it was something she was familiar with and something I had only heard of and I wasn’t going to recommend it because I thought she would and she apparently chose not to recommend it because she thought I was going to so take it as a recommendation both from someone who is and someone who isn’t familiar with Torture Princess to watch Torture Princess.

#solo leveling #dungeon meshi #metallic rouge #sengoku youko #mr villain's day off #a sign of affection #looking up to magical girls #it's time for torture princess #winter 2023 #first impressions

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Hiiii :)

First of all, it's nice that you are back. I hope you had fun with your friend!

Secondly, I saw your post about wanting more Verlaine requests, so could I please request something for him? Maybe reader comforting him when he gets homesick for France? Headcannons or a scenario prehaps? You can choose if yandere or not.

Take your time and make sure to stay hydrated (it's scorching hot where I am 🥵) and have a great day/night!

i’m sorry i got to this late!! it’s been hot where i live too… i hate the weather here. its horrendous. anyways, thank you for requesting! i had fun writing this <3

A Taste of Home; Paul Verlaine

Format; Headcanons and scenario

Genre; Fluff

Possible warnings; None

Word count; 1123

Little note; Translations are at the bottom :)

Unedited.

Verlaine never thought that he was one to miss France. So many bad things had happened to him in that country, an example of it being his creation. But sometimes when he did think about his somewhat good memories, he would miss the culture of his homeland. He also missed speaking French because learning English was hard enough, but Japanese? He was too proud of admit that he struggled speaking in both languages.

One time you brought up purchasing an expensive bottle of wine from France to Verlaine, but his facial expression alone showed you that he was longing to go back to his homeland. You felt bad that he was unable to travel back to France due to his current situation in the Port Mafia’s basement, so you thought that you’d try to bring his culture back to him.

You looked up how to make French cuisine and French pastries. It was hard at first, but after enough practice while Verlaine wasn’t around, you eventually got the hang of it. Hopefully a taste of home would do him some good.

You also started to learn a little bit of French. Sometimes you could see how he struggled to form sentences that weren’t in his native tongue, so you thought that it would be a pleasant surprise for him to be able to speak comfortably in French.

Though you would have to admit, learning French was hard. The grammar is much different than how it is in English, and the way you pronounce certain letters gave you a little bit of trouble. Honestly, it’s surprising how your boyfriend didn’t hear you cursing late at night because you couldn’t figure out how to say certain words.

By the time you set up your little surprise, you didn’t know how to speak French fluently, but you knew enough to hold up a small conversation.

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You couldn’t help but be nervous as you finished up the final meal preparations. Recently, Verlaine has been showing signs of missing his homeland, France. For anyone else it would be hard to pick up on these signs because your boyfriend was rather stoic, but for you, it was quite clear to you.

You felt bad that he was unable to travel back to France due to his current situation with the mafia, but there wasn’t much you could do besides having him leave the mafia’s basement for a day or so.

As you were setting up the dinner table, you heard a knock on the door to your apartment. You quickly finished putting down the dining utensils and rushed to the door, straightening out your outfit as you did so. You then opened the door and looked up at Verlaine, offering him a small smile.

“Hello, my dear,” you said as you opened your door fully. “Come in, come in!”

Verlaine gave you a small smile of his own and entered your apartment. He then took out of the bouquet of roses that he was hiding behind his back and offered them to you. “Here, I got these for you.”

“Oh! They’re beautiful!” You exclaimed as you took the bouquet from his hands. You then took a small sniff of the roses and chuckled. “And they smell good too. Thank you, Paul.”

Verlaine simply nodded and he took off his coat. He placed it onto your coat rack then looked down at you, an awkward smile adorned his features. Despite all of the times he had bought you flowers, he was always scared of accidently messing up and getting you flowers you didn’t like.

Your boyfriend cleared his throat then started to speak gently. “I’m glad you like them. Anyways, you said you called me over for a date, right? What exactly will we be doing, chérie?”

“Ah, I just prepared some dinner is all,” you spoke as you went into the kitchen. You set down the roses onto your counter, then pulled out a vase from one of your many cabinets. “I think you’ll like it! I tried pretty hard to make it perfect.”

Verlaine walked behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin onto your shoulder. He silently watched as you prepared the roses of the vase. He was happy that you put so much care into the flowers, oddly enough.

“When was the last time you had coq au vin?” You suddenly asked as you put water into the vase.

Verlaine paused for a little bit, thinking. When he answered, he seemed a little bit unsure. “I’d have to say a few years ago. Why do you ask?”

“I made it for our dinner tonight,” you stated while putting the roses into the vase. You then gently took Verlaine’s arms off of you and walked over to the dining table. “I hope you like it! It took a little bit of trial and error, but I think it tastes good.”

Verlaine followed you and watched as you placed the vase of roses in the center of the dining room table. “You made coq au vin?”

“I did indeed. I noticed how you were starting to miss France, so that was the least I could do since I can’t physically bring you back to France.”

Your boyfriend let out a small chuckle and wrapped his arms around you once more, nuzzling into your neck. He was never one to show affection first, so this act was a pleasant surprise to you. You smiled as you hugged him back, content with the affection that Verlaine was showing.

“Je t'aime,” Verlaine murmured into your neck.

“Je t'aime aussi,” you said before you giggled.

Verlaine looked at you and quirked an eyebrow. “Tu parle Français?”

“Oui, mais seulement un peu,” you said with a smile. “Is my pronunciation okay?”

“It’s good for a beginner,” Verlaine chuckled. “Did you really do all of this for me? I find that hard to believe, chérie.”

“I really did do this all for you… I knew it’s not all that much, but it’s the thought that counts, right?”

“The thought very much counts,” Verlaine spoke as he kissed your cheek. “You’re adorable, chérie. Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it. Just think of it as showing you how much I love you.”

Verlaine nodded and stopped hugging you with a genuine smile on his face. “Then I shall think of it that way.”

“Good! Now, the food might be getting cold. C’mon, let’s go eat before I have to go throw it in the microwave to reheat it,” you giggled.

“Alright, alright. Let’s go eat then.” Verlaine gave you another kiss, but this time on your lips. “I love you, my dear. Thank you again for doing all of this for me.”

Translations;

Chérie—Dear

Je t’aime (aussi)—I love you (too)

Tu parle Français?—You speak French?

Oui, mais seulement un peu—Yes, but only a little

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bsd headcanons #bsd x gender neutral reader #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #verlaine paul #paul verlaine x reader #bsd verlaine #paul verlaine #verlaine x reader #stormbringer bsd #bsd stormbringer #stormbringer #bungou stray dogs stormbringer #verlaine

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Flowers of Futamono (updated version)

Update note: I misidentified a couple of flowers and am posting an updated version. I will leave my original up as well.

My mind recently has been on one specific Hannibal tableau.

This one:

I haven't been able to stop thinking about it in regards to flower meanings. I'm not all that versed in flower language, but I am aware that flower meanings differ from place to place. Japan in particular has a unique flower language. Yellow roses are known for being symbolism for friendship, however in Japanese flower language they mean jealousy. I bring it up because the entirety of season 2 uses Japanese dishes to name the episodes.

I have thus latched onto this and have drawn the comparison between Japanese flower language and this particular tableau.

I have of course run into a problem but I have a solution and thought process onto why this is the case.

Jack names three of the plants we see; belladonna, white oleander, and ragwort.

Now, do you see the problem? That's right they aren't the flowers used in the tableau. Only one of them was actually correct.

They look similar enough that most likely the showrunners just didn't think anyone would go through the effort to look up the flowers. I would like you to stay with me though because it's easy to headcanon and explain this glaring issue away.

Jack isn't the kind of guy to know flowers and neither are the people around. Hannibal though is absolutely the kind of guy to send a message with flowers that no one would understand.

Maybe it's on purpose though because there is the surface layer meaning with the flowers that Jack names, and then there's the actual flowers used and the true underlying meaning. And I'm going to assert that Hannibal is also experiencing such a dilemma. His Person Suit doesn't agree with the Ripper beneath the surface.

Originally I called this one purple hyacinth but it's actually bittersweet nightshade.

The one place I could find a Japanese meaning had its meaning as "dark thoughts". Which makes sense given nightshade is one of the most poisonous plants out there. Nightshade is often called the devil's plant and is associated with death and betrayal. Google told me that the specific nightshade in the tableau were used in wreath making to mean fidelity ('til death do us part, I suppose) which I can't help but find hilarious considering Hannibal emotionally cheating on Alana the whole time he's with her (even if he's apparently unaware of his feelings until season 3).

This and the subsequent meanings are more than likely for Will as he is the real reason for the tableau in the first place. Previously Will tried to kill Hannibal via Matthew and in response he says he must get his appetite back, thus this tableau.

For the next one we have the chain of white oleander which is actually two different flowers with some moss. The two flowers we actually have here are narcissus and pink hyacinth. Narcissus' meaning is; "self-love, egotism and unrequited love". Pink hyacinth is simple in comparison because it's sole meaning is: "play". Interestingly oleander's meaning is; "caution, beware". A sign that things are not entirely as they seem.

More than likely this flower is a chrysanthemum indicum hybrid rather than the apparent ragwort that Jack calls it. While I couldn't find a meaning for the specific kind of chrysanthemum that is pictured, the meaning I did find for yellow chrysanthemums is: "slighted love". I couldn't find any significant symbolism for ragwort. I did however find lots of warnings about it being poisonous.

The other one I got wrong is the one I called a blue globe thistle but its actually sea holly. I'm not surprised about being wrong about this one with how similar the two plants look. Looking up the symbolism gave me a bunch of different things. From prosperity, to luck, and independence, refinement, also attraction. One site even has its meaning overlapping with one of thistle's: austerity.

The red flowers are unfortunately not easily identifiable. The could quite literally be almost any red petaled flower.

While that covers the meaning of the flowers within the chest we still have the flowers of the tree.

Another possible incorrect flower is the tree itself. While watching the episode again it's obvious they used various different shots of blossom trees. Some look like apple blossoms, others like cherry blossoms, and of course some look like plum blossoms. While they all have unique meanings specific to them, the overarching symbolism of blossoming trees is; hope, renewal, new beginnings, perseverance, and keeping promises. Generally just about surviving the winter because blossom trees tend to bloom before trees get their leaves in spring.On top of the incorrect flowers is the fact that I forgot that Will does end up seeing the tree in picture form in the next episode. His recreation of it is interesting because unlike others where he recreates where it happens, the scene shows him in Hannibal's office. That shows that he gets that the message is to him because that is where Hannibal had sown the seeds of Becoming into Will, but I get the impression he's blind to the whole meaning of the flowers. And what is the message Will is missing?

It's still a response to Will's attempted murder. Since the tree and flowers are in bloom there is a message of pride (narcissus) that those seeds he had sown started to sprout, that Will has stepped up to play (pink hyacinth) the game with Hannibal. He is disappointed and feels slighted (yellow chrysanthemum) by him using a proxy and that Will could use some refinement (sea holly) still. Overall though he's applauding the new beginnings (blossom tree) and the dark thoughts (nightshade) that has been sown into Will's heart.

I left a portion in the early part of this post asserting that Hannibal's Person Suit doesn't agree with the Ripper that lays beneath the surface in a similar fashion to the way Francis and the Dragon aren't entirely one. I have spent a lot of time deliberating whether or not the message he sends here is in agreement with the actions of his Person Suit. As I have left the aforementioned assertion I agree with my previous thoughts.

And I have Jack Crawford and his line where he names the flowers to thank for that. Why call one of the most notorious poisonous plants belladonna? If the team wanted to actually sell the whole poisonous man-tree thing I don't see a reason to not call it nightshade; a way more recognizable name. He calls it belladonna. By that point in the series we already know about Jack's wife Phyllis who he calls Bella. The audience is already aware of him calling his wife beautiful all the time. The association of Italian words and their meaning is present. Bella donna meaning beautiful woman is just a surface level meaning that is easily coupled with the blooming on screen relationship between Hannibal and Alana. A relationship that Hannibal seems to actually care about as he doesn't want to kill her and invites her to partake in his hobbies; the dinner parties and playing his instruments.

Yet the Rippers bouquet message to Will as well the subsequent actions show that beneath the surface his thoughts are only on Will. Even the canvas upon which he uses for this tableau is a white man with messy brown hair.

These details show that there's a dilemma going on with the Person Suit and the Ripper. And this is glaringly obvious because Will is unpredictable; especially after release. By being with Alana he was putting her in danger. Hannibal had to have a lot of faith that Will would never hurt her. Even after being baited by Will's flirting he still tried to send her away during the season finale. And even then it was Abigail who almost killed her, not Hannibal. Yet not once are any of the Ripper's actions defined by her. Those are all for Will. Underneath is an obsession and love that Hannibal has no clue what to do with.

All the Ripper could do was leave a lonely tableau in an empty parking lot, with the roots and guts on display, and no one around to understand. The only hint of the actions to come.

#hannibal #nbc hannibal #hannibal tv show #hannigram #hannibal analysis #flower analysis #tableau analysis #updated post #long post #finally satisfied

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jedimayukidaawesome · 2 years

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I’ve been seeing a lot of posts of people wondering how Janai is not completely fluent in KSL or doesn’t “know as much as she should”, and I wonder how many of them have actually tried to learn any languages later in life, especially with a high profile job, and when they may not be language inclined. So buckle up, because do I have a rant/explanation for you.

First of all, she’s a queen after watching her sister get murder, and her home become unliveable. She has had to find a place to stay, build that city of tents, figure out food and supplies, maintain peace between two formerly opposing races in order to rebuild, write peace treaties etc. All the while having to deal with the grief of losing her sister. It’s a miracle that she has time for herself and Amaya, especially when you also consider that Amaya is a General of a different kingdom and has duties of her own to achieve.

If you say “Well Kazi is there to teach Janai whenever Amaya isn’t there”, it’s true, yet you don’t think Kazi has other duties outside of teaching KSL? It also doesn’t change Janai’s need for sleep either. Kazi still must’ve taught her much of KSL, since Janai is able to read it fluently.

Which leads to my next point: reading KSL and “speaking” KSL are two different things, and both are difficult to do. There are plenty of people that can understand a language but have little to no capability to speak it. KSL is no different, and is arguably harder. We are conditioned to speak with gestures and facial expressions unique to our culture and personal quirks. To consistently and consciously break that habit to speak KSL is hard to do - just like it is to speak another language. You have to decide what the other person has said, think of your own response, and then translate that response into that language, and speak it. On top of that, languages, including KSL, have verb structures which determines what order you speak in. Japanese is V3 (Verb 3), which means that they end a sentence with the verb. An example: in English, we would say “I walked to the shops.” In Japanese, that sentence would be “To the shops I walked.” when translated back into English. And all languages have exemptions and quirks and are a pain in the arse to remember.

Janai, despite her busy schedule, has managed to successfully learn what Amaya is saying to her, allowing them to communicate via KSL reading by Janai and lip reading via Amaya. Janai is also shown to utilise KSL whenever she can, including during moments where she was going through strong feelings, which is hard because she, naturally, vents through words and reactionary gestures rather than KSL. That was my initial annoyance to; with Janai looking down or away when talking, however that’s how people naturally talk and when she did that in an emotional state, it’s just her reverting back to instinct, which is okay. It’s like speaking a sentence in one language and using your native language to say a word you don’t remember in the initial language. Also, Janai has three fingers and a thumb, and can’t sign specific words like usual because of it, yet she still manages to work around it. That alone proves her devotion, and she won’t stop learning.

Also, take into consideration on how Janai learns. She may be more inclined to learn by observation than by doing, or she focused on reading Amaya first because it was more important to understand Amaya first instead of being able to speak it. Amaya has managed most of her life by lip reading others, because KSL isn’t common, so she can understand Janai. That’s why it was more important to Janai at the time to understand Amaya. Then, when she could, she focused on learning to talk to Amaya in her language, in KSL.

I learnt Japanese in high school for five years, and even then, I could only speak rudimentary Japanese, sounding similar to a child. I could understand what I read more than what I could hear, picking up only key words and trying to understand what they were saying. If you think it’s so easy to learn a language inside and out in two years on top of a high power job, then by all means give it a try. Some may even be successful at it if they’re wired that way. Yet even then, it’s extremely hard to do.

My biggest gripe about these comments though is that most of the complainers more than likely have seven year old unfinished fanfics on their computers that haven’t been even touched in as long (no hate here - I have the same except even older), and think that they can talk shit about a woman that managed to put all her time and effort into understanding and communicating with her fiancé into two years and still produce more of a result. They manage to communicate in their own way every day, and through that, they still found love and happiness. And that is most important.

I’d rather talk about their overall cuteness, especially the “two cakes” talk - I kept screaming from the adorableness of it all

#the dragon prince #tdp janai #general amaya #tdp amaya #janaya #queen janai #rant post #sorry for the rant

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ES21 japanese volumes - part 1/??

part 2 >>

Sooooo I recently got my hands on the complete Eyeshield 21 manga series in Japanese and as someone who's only ever read the story through fan-translations on dodgy websites online, I wanted to go through and "live" blog about it, so to speak. I thought it would be interesting to see the changes between the languages and where the fan-translations likely fail with mistranslations. (No shade btw, I think fan-translations are great both as a hobby and the fact that they're doing their work for free, but it's also a reality that the vast majority of fan-translators are amateurs, many of whom don't fluently speak the language they're translating, so there's bound to be mistakes!) Also, I wanna know what they're originally saying because I’m nosey <3

I know the official English translation by VIS is allegedly pretty decent, bar the toning down of some things (like Hiruma's language lol) so if you've had the chance to read the official version, feel free to chime in on differences with the fan-translation that I'll be referencing, or potential differences between the Japanese version too!

And finally, while I am half Japanese and grew up there, tragically my language skills are imperfect. I speak it, but my vocabulary isn't very robust, so I do look up the definitions for a lot of words and kanji, as well as more nuanced connotations or references that may go over my head. Bilingual problems <3 But again, it's good practice for me and I think it'll be kind of fun!

Right off the bat, this page. What it’s saying is essentially, “You better come out and play (in the) American Football match!” But because Japanese syntax is different from English, it’s structured like “American Football Match you better play!!” The translator was confused by the final line, because in Japanese a way to say ‘participating in a match’ is by using 出る which means to ‘go out’— sort of like ‘go out (into) the match’. Maybe a better option would have been ‘get the fuck out and play!!” or just “you better fucking play!!”. It still keeps the overall sentence structure which sounds awkward in English, but at least it gets the meaning across.

(I’m not gonna get into every little mistranslation btw, because that would take forever, but I felt that was a good way to explain how frequently there are little mistakes like this.)

Putting the rest under a cut because I imagine this will get long

Look at our boy <3 So as you know, we start our story with Sena Kobayakawa timidly seeing if he passed his high school entrance exam into Deimon High School, with his childhood friend/older sister figure, Mamori Anezaki lending moral support.

In the third panel, what Sena says is actually “I feel like I’ve been praised for the first time in 10 years—” (maybe they changed it because that was too pathetic 😭) Then in the fourth panel, what Mamori says is more along the lines of “And to think you were a total mess in math and English… It’s all thanks to Mamori-sensei!”

Also I want to point out that Mamori is a little cheekier in the first few chapters. Like obviously still kind and nurturing in personality (her name is literally ‘to protect’), but she teases Sena and feels more like an older sister than like, an overprotective mom lol. Miss that for her 😔

Then along comes our kind senpai to accost our clueless protag...

There’s no mistranslation, but I just wanted to mention that the way Hiruma talks in Japanese is so funny? Like in panel 1, he’s speaking with a dramatic affect, he sounds like some sort of npc in a jrpg giving the protag a quest. And then in panel 2, his ‘of course!’ is this shortened, slang version of the word that sounds almost cute and very modern after the previous line. Hiruma uses a lot of slang in general, though I can’t say if any of it is like, common or used by teenagers (of the time, anyway) or if it’s just Hiruma-isms.

(Look at Kurita doing the sign of the cross in panel 3 😂)

I can’t believe Hiruma managed to physically emulate the experience of contracting some shady internet virus…..

Something that’s done with Hiruma’s dialogue a lot (it’s done w/ other characters too, but most often with Hiruma) is where there’ll be a word/term in kanji that means one thing and pronounced in a certain way, but then the furigana (so the phonetic pronounciation, basically) next to it says something different. Now, in some stories (like Berserk for my pals out there), this is used to create poignant, layered meanings in the text. In ES21 however, it’s mostly used for sports manga flavor. For example, in the above page in Hiruma’s spam fax message, he uses the word 作戦, which means tactics or strategy, and is pronounced: “sa - ku - se - nn” さ-く-せ-ん. But the furigana next to that word reads タクティクス which is quite literally just the English word ‘tactics’ spelled phonetically in Japanese lol (aka a loanword).

He does this A LOT, most frequently with sports terminology, where the kanji are pretty dense, technical terms, and the furigana a loanword version of the same meaning. (though now that I think about it, it might also be because while パワー (power) and スピード (speed) are frequently used and well known loanwords to the average Japanese person, タクティクス (tactics) might be more obscure, so the kanji is there to like, clarify the meaning? 🤔)

Also I love all the early 2000’s tech we see in the early chapters— flip phones and fax machines galore! Even within the later segments of the series, the flip phones start to magically get more advanced, but in my heart ES21 takes place in like, 2003. If they ever do a remake of the anime (which is unlikely to say the least) I’d want them to maintain the early 00’s vibes. It just wouldn’t be the same if everyone had smart phones.

Skipping ahead a few pages, I remember this bit never really made sense, but I got enough of the general gist that I kind of shrugged and moved along. But!! the translation is just making stuff up here?

So for context: it’s Sena’s first day at Deimon, and Mamori (who’s a grade above him) advises him to make proper friends this year, since he has a history of only ‘hanging out’ with shitty bullies who used him as an errand boy.

In the English translation, Sena seems to get a text from a mystery number, telling him to pay up for a bet we never saw happening. He goes to meet up with the texter, who we assume at this point is a previous aquaintence, since he had Sena's number? Maybe one of those bullies that Sena hung out with from middle school? They make Sena go and get them an unspecified thing, but because Sena ran there and back so quickly, they don't believe that Sena actually went, and is lying when he says they were sold out. They drag Sena to a small shed to beat him up, and in the last panel of the third page, Sena says that he's been their errand boy since kindergarden?

So for a number of years I was under the impression that the Ha-ha brothers knew Sena from before the series, even though that never seemed to come up in the rest of the story.

But in the original version, Sena is actually getting a text from Mamori-- which makes sense because it was established earlier that his cell phone is brand new and he only has Mamori's number in his contacts. Mamori's text says: "If someone tries to make you run their errands, tell them 'let's decide by rock-paper-scissors!'" Sena is understandably kind of embarrassed by this, and mutters to himself that he's not a kid anymore.

Then it cuts to Sena being picked on to be an errand boy lmao. Presumably this is because Sena just looks like an easy target to bullies, not because of any previous aquaintence rip. The blond bully tells Sena to go buy them bread (which might sound weird, but Japan has a lot of tasty snack breads that they sell everywhere). In panels 2+3 of the second page, Sena timidly tries to bring up the rock-paper-scissors thing, but is intimidated into giving up and just doing what he's told.

Again, they don't believe that Sena actually went all the way to the school store and back with how quick he was, so they decide to beat him up in the shed. As he's being dragged, Sena says, "It really was sold out! I've gotten used to being an errand boy since kindergarden, so I've just gotten fast--!"

So yeah, if there were any other people who've only read fan-translations and were confused by this bit, there you go.

oh you just know it smelled like ass in here.....

(I never noticed the shotgun propped against the desk on the right before lol, idk why I'm surprised, but Hiruma really just left his Actual Guns lying around huh?)

(2nd pic - Kurita: "New club applicants!!?")

There he is!! Our boy Kurita!! I do miss when he occassionally had like, more human features lol. As much as I love his big ol' smiley face, it does rub me the wrong way when the fat characters (because Komusubi falls into this too) are the only ones with anpanman faces.

(anpanman, for the uninitiated)

(Kurita: "To literally clash with the opponent in order to pursue a goal together with everyone-- that moment is exhilerating!")

Aw look at Sena feeling inspired! Honestly I really love how Kurita is Sena's first friend he makes in the series, and that vibe in the early chapters where it's just Sena, Kurita and Hiruma is so much fun <3

(P1: Kurita: "Way to go Sena!" Imaginary Coach: "It's thanks to you that we could participate in the Christmas Bowl!" Mamori: "You're so cool Sena!"

P2: Mamori: "You have to make the first move!" Sena: "U-um!"

P3: Sena: "Can I... be the team shumu*?" Kurita: "WHAAATT!? O-OF-OF COURSE!")

*Ok soooo I don't fully understand what a shumu is lol, or how you'd translate it to English. The word itself apparently means 'person in charge' so? The fan-translation just calls it the manager, but based on something Hiruma says later, I get the impression that the shumu and the manager are technically different roles? But when Mamori becomes the manager later, she takes on a lot of what are allegedly 'shumu tasks', along with Hiruma, so idk. If anyone's read the official VIS translation, feel free to chime in on how they did it, because I'd be curious to know!

That being said, adorable of Sena to think he could have handled that responsiblity at all 😂 our boy has many talents, but being smart and organized is not among them.

Ok fun feelings are over, it's time for pain.

(Sena looking at his contact list, having just added Kurita's number, then wham D: )

The three bullies from before were waiting to get revenge. The dialogue is a bit different in the original. Juumonji (the blond one) actually says: "That fatso a friend of yours, Sena? Tell me his contact info-- if you do that, we'll let you go." To which Sena timidly and reluctantly agrees. Then Kuroki (the dark haired one) says: "But do you think one bat will be enough? With that brute strength..." In the final panel, Juumonji says: "It's better with just one, since we're gonna call the police beforehand." Togano (with the glasses): "The police?"

Juumonji: "As long as we get him wrapped up in the fight, it'll be fine. We'll say we got these wounds from being assaulted by the fatso with the bat -- We'll get him disqualified from the American Football tournament." One of the others: "Ooohh, smart!"

I guess the overall sentiment isn't that different, but knowing that the initial demand was for Sena to hand over Kurita's contact info with the promise that they would spare him if he obeyed-- and that at first he agreed-- makes his change of heart feel even more significant.

(Sena: "IF YOU'RE GONNA HIT ME, THEN HIT ME!!! I'LL NEVER TELL YOU (Kurita's info)!!!")

Tell 'em Sena!! A part of me sort of wishes the story maintained this serious story beat instead of undercutting it with humor in the next panel (not shown here) but at the same time, ES21 is overall a more lighthearted, comedic story which I love it for, so I don't think I'd like it getting too angsty. I'll always have Berserk in my corner if I want some actual angst lol.

(1st pic: various sounds of surprise or pain, and in the last panel: "Oi, don't let him get away!"

2nd pic: Sena -- "No way!!!" Hiruma: "Hm? Oh it's that guy" )

Lol I do love the little details Murata included, like Kuroki taking a swing at Sena as he's biting Juumonji's hand but then totally missing in the fourth panel because Sena's so fast. Also I'm always on the lookout for the kinds of stuff Hiruma buys, snack wise. We know he loves sugarless gum, obv, and drinks coke based on that one time he bought some for himself, Kurita & Sena, but what else are in those bags? I want to know!!

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And lol apparently I'm only allowed 30 images per post rip, so I guess I'll end this here. I guess I can.... reblog and continue? Or I might just make another post for the next part 🤔 Besides this got way too long, so I'll have to be more brief in future posts lol.

I'm honestly not expecting more than like, five people to interact with this lol, but if anyone is interested in specific points of the story they want me to look at, please feel free to ask!

#eyeshield 21 #es21 #yeah this is not meta it's just.... stream of consciousness #as i ramble about eyeshield lmfao #and japanese practice that I'm inflicting on others #eyeshield 21 japanese readalong #is what i'm gonna tag it for my own sake #i guess #excuse any typos. *gun emoji* you didn't see any

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