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giggly-squiggily · 1 year

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How about switches TodoBaku? Maybe Todo wants Bakugo to say he loves him but he won't go down without a fight!

Ooo, yes! I adore these two so much! I've gotcha covered, anon!

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CW: Swearing

@myreygn, @thatbigbisexual29 @duckymcdoorknob @baby-tickles2022 @cupcake-spice13 @backy-san @nutsgunraylvt

“Hey,” Todoroki reached out, gaining Bakugou’s attention. “I love you.”

Immediately, the blonde’s face flushed a vivid shade of red. Eyes wide, he sputtered before twisting around, ducking into himself with his arms folded tightly over his chest.

“F-Fuck, IcyHot! Don’t just say shit like that without warning!” He growled, ears red as berries.

It was so endearing, watching Bakugou get flustered over the smallest gestures of affection. Originally, Todoroki was rather hurt by the response, but once he realized it was out of pure fluster, that confused hurt turned to pure devious enjoyment.

Leaning in, he prodded the blushing boy’s shoulder. “Hey, say it back.”

“Fuck off!”

“Say you love me, Katsuki.” He smiled a little smile, eyes dancing. “You said it before, remember?”

“Go away! I’m not saying shit!” Bakugou shrunk more, his entire face pink. The memory of the accidental slip up hung between them- Todoroki getting so mad at the Kimchi jar he threw it out a window, watching it explode open. The whole thing was so stupid it made Bakugou laugh hysterically, doubled over with tears of mirth in his eyes.

“Oohoho my god! I fucking love you, Shoto!”

Laughter got choked off, shock set in along with a fairly bright blush, and Todoroki had been craving those words ever since.

The problem was just getting Bakugou to say it!

“Should I throw another jar of Kimchi onto the pavement?” Todoroki asked, watching the way Bakuogu’s lips twitched. “I don’t think Mr. Aizawa would be happy if I did.”

“Don’t waste food, idiot.” Bakugou huffed, turning his head away when Todoroki went to peek. Opportunity was before him.

“Then say you love me.” Todoroki poked his ribs, grinning when Bakugou jumped, sucking in a breath. “I’ll throw a hundred jars of Kimchi out the window if that’s what it takes.”

“Gah- N-No! Stop that! Don’t fucking to-ouch me!” Bakugou squirmed at each poke, his lips wobbling into a smile as he tried blocking out the other’s hand with his arm. His face was still turned away though, making his aim off. Todoroki added a finger.

“Tell me you love me first.” Poke, poke poke.

“Fuuuhuhck you!”

“I love you. I think you’re great.”

“Shoohohoto!”

“I want to spend my days with you. I want to breathe the air you breathe.”

“That wahahahs stuuhuhhupid!” Bakugou let out a cross up of a genuine laugh and a tickle one, his hand slapping over his ribs protectively.

“Was it? I got it from one of those romance manga you read.” Todoroki teased, moving down to Bakugou’s hip, throwing all caution to the wind as he gave it a friendly squeeze. “I swear I remember you swooning over it at the time.”

“Shiihihihihihit!” Bakugou swore as he fell back into Todoroki’s chest, laughing helplessly as he tried prying his hand off his hip. Now that he had captured his target, Todoroki brought his other hand into the mix, drilling his fingers into the middle of his ribs. “Fuhuhuhuhuck ohohohohohoff, Iihihiihiihicy hoohoohoohohot!”

“Tell me that you love me.” Todoroki grinned, thinking of the tiktok Uraraka sent him the other day. “Tell me that I take your breath away.”

“Doohoohohohn’t fuhuhuhuhucking quote tihiiihiihktohoohohoks! Ahehahahahhaa, Ihiihihihcy hhoohoohohohohot!”

“It’s Icy Thot on Thursdays.”

“Shuhuhuhuuhhut uhuhuuhuuhp!”

“Just say you love me.” Todoroki teased, bringing both hands to Bakugou’s hips, making him arch with a squeal. “Then it’d be all over.”

“Nehehehehhehever!” Bakugou declared; his next move unpredictable. He shot his hands out, grabbing Todoroki’s thigh just above the knee. Then he squeezed.

“Ah!” Todoroki yelped, spasming. Bakugou took his chance.

Diving forward, he grabbed his boyfriend’s ankle, drilling into the socked sole. “Come on then, tell me you love me! Come on, say it!” Bakugou mimicked, laughing when the other shrieked, flailing behind him and kicking him with his free foot. “What’s wrong? Too shy, Hot Pocket?”

“GEHAHHAHAHHAHA! KAHAHAHAHAHAHTSUUHUHUHKI! AAHEHHAHAHHAHA, STHAHAHAHP THAHAHHAHAT!” Todoroki howled in mirth, tears blinding his vision as he tried to wrench his foot out of Bakugou’s tough grip. This was not how he planned it- not at all! Sitting up when he could, he tried grabbing the back of Bakugou’s shirt- his hair, anything to pull him off, but the other was adamant on tickling the snot out of him. “COOHOOHOHME OHOOHOHOHON, HAHAHHAVE MEHEHHERCY!”

“You wish!” Bakugou laughed, grinning over his shoulder.

Fine then- last resort it was.

Making his hand extra cold, he reached out and shoved it up Bakugou back, making the blonde squeal and fly off the bed. Unfortunately for Todoroki, his foot was still in his hold, meaning they both came crashing to the floor. He grabbed onto the sheets for security, but that proved only to be his downfall as they came down with him.

Blinded, breathless, with his pride beaten, Todoroki gasped for air as he heard Bakugou swear, looking for freedom in their trapped state. “If you fucking fart, I’ll kick your ass.” He heard him mumble, the thought was enough to send Todoroki into a fresh fit of laughter. Finally, the sheets were removed, light momentarily blinding him before Bakuogu’s head loomed over, a mild scowl on his face. “Asshole.”

“Pfft- gehahahahahhaha!” Todoroki couldn’t even form words, laughing too hard at the whole scenario. He covered his mouth as a snort escaped, squeezing his eyes shut as more came out. Bakugou’s scowl melted into a grin as he laughed, shoving the other gently.

“Hey, giggle box- you’re not hurt, are you?” He looked over his shoulder at their tangled limbs, nodding in satisfaction when he saw no injury. “Ugh, you’re such a dork, you know that?”

“Wohoohrth it.” Todoroki smiled, finally starting to calm down. Looking up at his boyfriend, he reached up, running a hand against his cheek. “I do love you. Truly.”

Bakugou blushed, but this time he didn’t look away or fuss. Instead, he sighed, leaning into his hand with a small grin. “I love you too, Icy Hot.”

Todoroki’s heart raced, but it was missing something. “Say it again.”

“So needy.” Bakugou shook his head with a snort. “Fine.” Leaning down, he got close enough that they were nose to nose. “I love you, Shoto.” He finished the statement with a kiss on the lips, so gentle it was like a feather. “Happy?”

Todoroki’s face was warm, as was his heart. He leaned up and kissed the other back, grinning at the shocked blush spreading over Bakugou’s face once more. “With you? Always.”

Thanks for reading!

Icy Thot joke credit to @/brownbakugou on tiktok! :D

#mha/bnha #tickle #tickle fic #fluff #bakugou katsuki #todoroki shōto #todobaku #tw: swearing #Bakugou's shy #but he won't admit it akjlrajerjajerajk #referencing tiktoks akjerjkaejrk #They're good for one another! :D

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vshthestmpede · 1 year

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Hello ✨ requesting a how knives would react to reader showing him interest and affection 🤍 based on the manga, he’s always wanted a deep connection with humans as a kid so does this make him feel any specific kind of way ? This precious plant baby is hard headed im sure 🥺

knives + a whole new feeling

word count; 610

warnings; awkwardness, but overall adorable dorkiness

note; tysm for requesting!! i'm currently reading the manga and all of the characters are growing on me, especially knives! he really does seem like he's just super misguided n just wants to do the right thing in his mind. still getting a feel for writing knives so please feel free to critique <3

cross-posted to ao3

you were tentative to approach knives lately and he had picked up on this. usually you were always trying to get his attention, to spend time with him even when he pushed you away. at first, he kept pushing the feeling of worry away and told himself that it was nothing.

as one quiet day turned into a week, knives found himself growing more worried about you and pondered what could've caused this sudden change in behavior.

have i been too mean to them? did i say the wrong thing?

he would try to cut the thoughts before they got too out of hand, reminding himself of who he was and what he should be focusing on: the plants. however, it was almost impossible not to notice how lonely it got without you constantly around.

maybe that's why he found himself gravitating towards your room and maybe that's why he was staring at the closed door, fist frozen inches from it.

is this a good idea? he faltered for a second, then regained his posture. it won't hurt to ask them what's been going on. humans love talking about their feelings. just a few minutes and then back to normal. right? yeah, great, so just kno-

knives almost screamed when you opened your door suddenly, stumbling backwards. you jumped at the unexpected presence, covering your heart with your hand as you let out a shaky sigh.

"jeez, you really scared me," you managed and knives gulped, a sudden nervousness washing over him. "is there something you needed?"

fidgeting with the long sleeves of his cloak, knives couldn't seem to shake this odd feeling no matter how he tried. you raised an eyebrow and looked up and down the hallway before stepping back into your room, offering the haven of privacy to him as well.

"thank you," he murmured as he slipped by you into your room, watching you as you closed the door and took a seat on the edge of your bed.

"c'mon, sit." you patted the spot next to you, to which he obliged silently. "now, what's bothering you?"

knives cleared his throat, avoiding your gaze as he spoke, "well, i haven't really. . .seen you around and i, um, have been wondering what you've been up to."

you snorted into your hand but as soon as knives turned to furrow his brow at you, you burst into laughter. he stared at you as you fell back onto the bed, gasping for air.

"i'm sorry? what's so funny, (name)?" knives peered down at you and you wiped your eyes, regaining your composure. "did i say something?"

"no, no," you assured, "i'm just laughing at myself. i thought i was annoying you, knives, with all my affectionate advances so i decided to take a step back."

"affectionate? you -"

he stopped short, all the pieces in his brain clicking into place. the little gifts you've been bringing, the times you'd stick around late to listen to his rambling, the way you would go out of your way to spend time with him?

"oh my god, why didn't you say something sooner?" an embarrassed warmth spread over his cheeks rapidly and you sat up, poking him in the face.

"because i wasn't sure you felt that way about me," you admitted, pinching his reddened cheek playfully. "so, now that it's out in the open, is everything okay?"

"i'd like you to keep doing the affectionate stuff," he admitted meekly. "it makes me feel. . .warm inside. wanted. a feeling i didn't know existed. please, continue?"

"gladly," you responded quietly, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "expect more than what i've done before, okay?"

#knives millions #millions knives x reader #trigun knives #millions knives #trigun stampede #trigun #x reader

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nocturnalazure · 23 days

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Not-a-tutorial - Dialogues: Part I

This part will be mostly about how I integrate dialogues into my graphic novel, and how I try to make them more visually interesting. Emphasis on "try". I don't think I have much to teach to anyone, I'm just explaining my process.

I use Comic Life for my graphic novel. I have no frigging idea how to do speech bubbles with Photoshop. Comic Life comes with a variety of pre-designed bubbles and layouts, I'm taking no credits here.

But first: speech bubbles and their shapes. Each shape has a meaning in itself and that's why I love them so much. Starting with an obvious one: the spiky, multi-edged bubble is used to indicate that a character is screaming, yelling or laughing out loud.

I use that shape for loud shouting exclusively. When a character is simply raising their voice, I put the text in bold+italics.

I do the same thing but on a single word when the character puts emphasis on it.

Voices over the phone get even spikier bubbles (and text in italics), to indicate that they come out of an electronic device.

Extraordinary circumstances require their very own speech bubbles. Like when Grimmy is talking. Or characters in a dream-like sequence.

I haven't been very consistent with my use of thought bubbles. I don't like showing too much of a character's inner thoughts, so I don't use them often. When I do, I prefer a "manga-style", rectangular caption that can be read as a voice-over.

I did use dashed-line bubbles for whispered convos for a time. But I like now to just use a slightly smaller font. Less traditional imho. And it works well for (funny) side comments.

The wavy bubble is used when a character is really distressed. I use it with parcimony for extreme situations, like when the character is crying or when their voice is breaking.

Extended speech bubbles are a godsend. I generally avoid having more than one sentence in the same bubble. The second sentence will very often be in an extended bubble.

...or on a different panel entirely. I like breaking down the lines of dialogue into several parts, to keep things dynamic and quick to read. The downside is that I need a shitload of pictures for every single scene.

A veeery important part is the order of speech bubbles. The eye must follow them seamlessly, from up to down and left to right. Characters' positions are obviously very important: ideally, a character who speaks first should be placed on the left side of the shot because that's where the eye will go first. That's not always possible though, and it's not always what I get after shooting. So I have to work around that using the tail to indicate who is speaking.

That tail is SO useful. I promise you: although you may not realize it, it helps you as a reader because you never have to stop and wonder who is saying what. It is just visible on the screen and you can focus on the important stuff: the text. That is particularly useful when there are 3 or more characters talking in the same picture.

I always pick quality of screenshots over space for my text. I can always move a bubble around and change the direction of the tail. It won't necessarily be pretty, but having the character's face (or whatever I want to put emphasis on) clearly visible is more important to me. My text goes wherever I can find some space. Now, maybe I unconsciously leave more space between my characters when I shoot? I'm not sure.

On to Part II!

#ts3 #sims 3 #sims 3 story #sims 3 storytelling tips #random

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ashthemadwriter-archived · 2 years

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With a chubby reader

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairings: Nikolai, Akutagawa, Atsushi X Fem!Reader

Request: "Hello! Do you think that when your requests are open you can do headcanons for Nikolai, Atsushi, and Akutagawa with a girlfriend who is a bit on the chubb side? This would really make my day because I am on the chubb side, and I don't like my body. Feel free to ignore this request if you don't feel comfortable with it! Have a great rest of your week, my dear friend!" ◜By lovely anon!◞

Genre: Fluff

Format: Headcanons + Scenario

Warnings: A bit suggestive on Nikolai's part

Word Count: 1.5K

A/n: Hey pretty! Sorry for getting to your request late. I was caught up with school work and my smutember event. Anyway I hope you like this, and don't forget to love yourself :)

↳Nikolai

§ ok

§ Nikolai... is a distraction.

§ He will bring soooooooo much chaos in your life that you would even forget about your insecurities.

§ And he already knows about everything going through that little mind of yours, cuz unfortunately, our clown is a smarty pants.

§ IDT that he will say anything though... Unless you bring the topic up. He will try to assure you that you are perfect the way you are through romantic gestures; cuz this way, you'll know that in his chaotic crowded mind, you're definitely there somewhere; and also to show you that your appearance doesn't matter to him at all.

§ MF will play drums with your belly😭😭 Like, you're lying on the bed scrolling through your phone, then he will pop out of nowhere and starts hitting on your stomach with his hands (lightly, he won't hurt you lol)

§ The chances are high that he might even blow on your stomach, making you scream and laugh. So yeah... TICKLING.

§ The dumbass will bite you at anytime, and in front of everyone. Is he trying to show others that you're his? Who knows tbh. But he will never stop, no matter how many times you whine and ask him too. Well, I mean why else would your cheeks be so squishy if he can't chomp them down???!!!

§ Man will by you so many dresses, and most of them are revealing. He knows how you feel about your body being visible, so he encourages you to wear them more often.

§ You won't be insecure for long when you're with this man.

"I'm not sure about this Kolya…" You murmured under your breath, looking at your reflection in the mirror. "This is... Not really suitable for me"

The tight black dress was showing off your cleavage, and was sticking to your body, flaunting all the curves of your body. You weren't used to wearing these kind of things. They weren't made for you. Not for someone with your physic. They belonged to a supermodel with a slim body and a killer waist.

"You think so? Because I don't" Your boyfriend smiled as he wrapped his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder while looking at you in the mirror. "I think that you look... Breathtaking"

Praises with Nikolai weren't really rare, but they were definitely genuine. You could feel that with your heart.

"It's just that... I don't know babe... Maybe I should wear something looser than this... I think that it doesn't fit me much"

"And I think you should go visit your eye doctor"

"Kolya! I'm being serious!"

"So am I!"

His hands tightened around you, pressing you to himself as he planted a kiss on your neck, making you giggle.

"I mean, how can you look at this beauty in front of you and say that you need to change? The only way you could do that is when something is wrong with your eyes"

You leaned your head on his, smiling softly while caressing his hands with your fingers. "You really think so?"

"Yeah! Plus... it's a bonus that I can admire your charm and get to look at these babies" "Stop touching my breast all the time Kolya!" "No can do! You're all mine~"

↳Akutagawa

§ This guy is also smart, but sadly, he doesn't receive a lot of credit for that.

§ If you've read chapter 144 of Bsd wan! manga, you knew that he's struggling with the same insecurities. Only he's thin and wants to be like one of those muscle dudes in the wrestling matches.

§ I also don't think he will make much remarks about your insecurity. I mean he will, but it's very, veeeeery rare. Gestures are not really regular with him either, but he's words are enough to make you believe that he thinks you're flawless.

§ I mean, you were able to take him out of his shell and make the man fall for you, and that is not something all people can do🚶🏻‍♀️

§ He's an honest guy and he doesn't waste his actions, so whenever he tries to comfort you, your heart flutters by his genuine words.

§ I'm sorry but I don't think he will tolerate other people commenting on his s/o, specially rude comments. And people do include your family🚶🏻‍♀️🚶🏻‍♀️

§ He will be touchy when you pretend to be sleep are sleep. He will caress your cheeks, your arms, your belly, everywhere.

§ He's the type of dumbass who's insecure about something, but get's shocked when he founds out that other people are insecure for the same reason. Hes gonna be like how can you even think that way? You're perfect! While looking at his thin figure, getting upset with how weak he is.

§ I think that he will draw your picture :) I mean, we all know that he's an artist and you're his favorite peace of artwork-

§ He won't show it though, so when one day you accidentally see it in his drawer, you will literally melt.

Your rhythmic breathing was one of his favorite melodies in the world. It had been always like this; him waiting for you to drift to sleep so that he could watch your angelic face, wondering how could he be so lucky to have someone like you by his side.

The touch of his fingertips were too efficient for you to keep up with the act, so when he started softly stroking your cheek, your lips formed into a soft smile, causing him to smile back.

"Idiot girl, wastes her time worrying about such nonsense. How can she not see how perfect she is..."

You were lucky that he still hadn't found out that you were awake, but he would if you start to cry from his words.

He placed a soft kiss on your forehead, sighing as he felt so comfortable around you even though he was in his most vulnerable state.

He would try to be better for you, to make you feel loved and treasured even more.

↳Atsushi

§ Tiger boi😭😭

§ Yeah this dude needs more comfort than you do. He's seeking for the approval of a dead man🚶🏻‍♀️

§ Like Akutagawa, out beloved boy will also be surprised when he finds out about your insecurity.

§ But this baby is hella understanding, and is also big on words of affirmation. Will praise the hell out of you while blushing super hard. His attempts to make you feel better despite being shy makes you feel butterflies in your stomach.

§ I mean DID IT HURT WHEN YOU FELL DOWN FROM HEAVEN CUZ YOU CAN'T BE A HUMAN, NO NO NO.

§ He will talk to you about it. Will tell you the most heart warming compliments, how much he loves you, how he finds you so perfect, how its silly of you to even think about such things. You are his most important in the whole world, and you deserve to know that.

§ Is also big on acts of service. He won't buying fancy stuff cuz our boy is poor😭😭 But he will never forget to bring you flowers when he comes to your doorstep to take you on a nice date :>

§ He might think that it's he's fault too though... That the reason you feel this way is that maybe he isn't giving you enough love and care :')

§ Ok but he really finds it hard to believe. You are literally like his goddess and he worships you, and you have that kind of thoughts about yourself? Get out of here! You must be messing with him!

§ He will not give up unless you take over your insecurity. Will treat it like mission to make you understand how precious you are and will not give up unless you reach the understanding that you won't really care about other people's opinions, when you have him :)

Pillow talk has always been a must for you and Atsushi. It didn't necessarily have to include any talking; your gentle touches and loving gazes toward each other was way more than enough.

"How can you be this pretty y/n..." His quiet voice rang in your ear, earning tiny shivers from your body. He deepened his head in the crook of you neck even more when you leaned to his side, and tugged your hair behind your ear.

"It's just unbelievable how beautiful you are. I keep staring at you all day, I always cage you in my embrace at nights, and I still can't believe that you're real" "'Sushi, stop!"

You whined as you pressed yourself against him harder, sighing out of comfort while thinking you should be the one had to say all this to the other.

"I'm... not like that..."

"You are"

"I'm not!"

"Then you should see yourself from my point of view" His gentle hands caressing your hair were a huge distraction, but his words were literally getting recorded in your heart. You weren't surprised when you felt your tears staining your warm skin.

"I love you so much 'Sushi..." "And I love you more than any other thing in the world... And I can never get over how perfect you actually are for me"

Reblogs are appreciated! :D

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sasusakucoded · 7 months

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Sasuke is a famous mangaka. His first two mangas are very popular among readers. He's still studying and thus younger than most mangakas. Due to his fear that his works won't be taken seriously because of his age, he uses a pseuodonym —KuroNeko [BlackCat]. He also wears a black-cat-designed helmet during interviews to hide his identity.

One of his avid fans is Haruno Sakura, a college student taking up History course. She has read his 2 mangas and is hooked with the current one. She keeps on sending him letters about what she thinks of the storyline. Even if she doesn't receive replies, she continues to thank him for creating such masterpiece.

As a History student, she realizes that one of the panels in the manga is not accurate. She writes him a letter as soon as she's sure of her claims.

Dear KuroNeko-san,

I hope you're doing well these days.

It's me again, your #1 reader. I've noticed that you used our emperors as your reference for your manga (which is very cool btw). I just want to note that it's actually Emperor Taisho that had no charisma and not Emperor Meiji. In fact, the latter had many concubines and children.

I hope you can amend the panels so that the manga would be accurate. And I hope this does not offend you in any way. I'm a History student, so historical facts are close to my heart.

Thank you and please continue writing the best manga ever.

PS. Can I send you some snacks? My town makes the best onigiri. I heard that's your favorite, so I think you should try them out.

Sincerely,

Haruno Sakura

Sasuke receives tons of letters everyday. He flips through the pile and notices the pink envelope. He knows already who it's from. "Ah, Miss Haruno. Let's see what she says this time." Sakura's letters, just like the other fanmails, make Sasuke's spirit high whenever he receives them. He reads it and sighs. "Embarrassing. I should've researched more about it." He reports it to his team immediately and they make an erratum statement as soon as the next chapter is released.

Sakura logs into her account to view the new chapter. After the cover page, there's an announcement. "He listened! He corrected the information! Omg.. So KuroNeko-san reads my mails?"

Sakura is ecstatic. Although she doesn't know the manga artist personally, she feels like they're connected now somehow. She reads the announcement again and saves a copy into her phone.

The following week is bad for Sasuke's publishing company. A list of numerous s*xual harassment allegations and drug ab*se come out against the CEO and 3 of the board members. The readers are disgusted and threaten to boycott the company and all the mangas published under it.

Sasuke is nonchalant about the fiasco. For him, it's a way to escape from his current situation. Although he loves to draw and write, he has become tired of it because of the pressure from his management and readers. The only thing that keeps him going is his fans. "If I stop writing, it won't matter much.. They don't know me. I should be fine."

When Sakura learns about the issue, she becomes worried about her favorite mangaka. She looks for more info about it but all she sees are the petitions to close down the company. "Is KuroNeko-san okay? What will happen to him? To his manga?"

Days pass by sooner for the staff and artists. Even Sasuke is now receiving threats from his fans:

"KuroNeko!! I will boycott all your works! You go to hell with your company!"

"You don't deserve the traction that you gained! All of you shall be punished!"

"Jail time for all of you!!"

"Y'all are swines! No one will read your manga now!"

"GO KYS KURONEKO!!"

These threats don't bother Sasuke. Or so he thinks. Although he laughs at them with the other staff, he feels sad deep inside. One of the staff tells him, "they won't understand that it's only the higher ups and not us. It's really stupid. But I think it's really the end for all of us." Sasuke agrees and decides to post another announcement on the manga's website.

Hello! This is KuroNeko.

Sadly, this work of mine will be discontinued. Thank you for your support throughout the years.

Farewell and till then!

Everyone is shocked —both his management and fans can't believe what they're reading. Sasuke's decision is questioned by his agent. He answers him firmly, "what's the point of clearing up my name? One, they don't know me. And two, they won't believe my statement anyway.. It's okay. I quit."

Sakura cries after seeing the announcement. She feels so bad for him. She quickly pens him another letter. She can only imagine what he went through to decide to stop writing. "It must be the threats!" she thinks. "Some people are asses! They keep on harassing him, that's why!"

It's been a week. The publishing company closed down. There's no news about the mangas or the artists. It's as if all of them didn't exist.

Sakura has been down and is not able go to her classes for the past three days. Her mother is worried but Sakura assures her that she'll be fine. She rereads the completed works of KuroNeko to comfort herself.

Sasuke goes back to their building to get his remaining things. "Sasuke-san, don't forget to take the mails with you." He really intends to leave them. "You can throw them away. They're all threats and angry letters anyway," he answers. The guard is about to put them in a bin when Sasuke sees a pink envelope protruding from the pile.

"Wait, I'll take this one. Thanks. The rest, you can trash."

He opens the envelope as soon as he gets home. "What am I thinking? She's probably mad at me too."

Dear KuroNeko-san,

Are you well? I really hope so.

I saw the announcement.. I also heard the news and I really feel bad for you and the staff. I know you're innocent. I'm sure of it.

While I'm deeply saddened, I understand and support your decision. I wish you all the best, whatever path you may choose to take.

And always remember, if KuroNeko-san has millions of fans, I'm one of them. If KuroNeko-san has 10 fans, I'm one of them. If KuroNeko-san has 1 fan then that's me. If KuroNeko-san has no fans, that means I'm not on Earth anymore. If the world is against KuroNeko-san, then I'm against the world.

I am against the world right now. I am with you, sir. Thank you for everything.

Your #1 fan forever,

Haruno Sakura

Sasuke smiles for the first time after a long time. He hasn't smiled since the news broke out. "Yeah. As long as my #1 fan still supports me, I'm good. Life's good."

He decided to finish the manga for her. He even named the new character 'Sakura'. He's happy continuing the manga that he doesn't realize how fast he gets the chapters done. He realizes that it's still his passion and wants to pursue it again when he gets older.

He goes to the address on the envelope to personally drop the copy to Sakura.

When he sees the unit number, he puts down the envelope at the foot of the door and leaves. Sakura happens to see it soon as she's about to go out to buy some snacks. Her hands are shaking when she sees the name at the back. "K-KuroNeko-san?" She turns some pages and realizes it's the complete version of the manga. She leaves the package inside and runs outside to find him.

She's looking everywhere but there's no trace of a man. In her head, KuroNeko is a middle-aged man who wore a modern kimono, just like what he wears during interviews. "I lost him.."

She sits on the park bench to rest. She sees a guy eating some onigiri and asks him, "excuse me, sorry for disrbing you.. Have you seen a man wearing a kimono? Like a modern one?"

Sasuke looks at her and answers quickly. "No, sorry."

That voice is too familiar. "Is this good-looking guy the one who wrote my favorite mangas?" she contemplates. She moves in closer and says, "K-KuroNeko-san?"

Sasuke is taken aback that he drops his onigiri. "Sakura? I– I mean Miss Haruno?"

Sakura hugs him tightly and starts crying. "Why did you– Is it really you?" She realizes what she's done and pulls away quickly. "Sorry! Sorry! I just got excited.. I didn't think you're my age!"

"You thought I'm old? And wears a modern kimono all the time?" Sasuke laughs but quickly apologizes for his decision to discontinue. "Sure, the threats took a toll on me. But it's also a personal decision to walk away from writing. Sorry for that."

"I told you I will support you no matter what."

"Yeah. Thank you. Your letter kept me going."

"Of course! I'm forever yours! I– I mean I'm forever your #1 fan!" She's so embarrassed of what she just said. "Can I invite you over? I want to thank you for giving me a copy. Tomorrow, are you free?" Again, she's embarrassed that he might think she's liberated. "Sorry, I didn't mean to sound—"

"I'm free. I'll come over."

---

Sakura is able to finish the manga in one sitting. She's about to reread it when a piece of paper fell from the parcel.

To my #1 fan, Miss Haruno,

Thank you for always being there for me. It makes me happy every time I see a pink envelope addressed to me. Those kept me going, especially the last one.

Honestly, I had no plans of finishing the story.. Until I saw your letter and realized that I still have a reader and I owe the ending to that person. So, I finished it for you. It's your prize for being my #1 supporter. You're the only person with a copy, so I hope you'll like the story as much as I do.

I wish you well and I am forever grateful to have someone like you as a fan. I'll never forget you, Miss Haruno.

Your manga artist,

KuroNeko / Uchiha Sasuke

"Uchiha Sasuke? That's his real name? Wait.. So, he completed this for me? And I'm the only one who knows the ending aside from him? And he named the new character 'Sakura' who ended up with the main character 'Sasuke'?" Sakura giggles at the thought. She re-reads the note again, smiling widely at the message.

Her mother interrupts her thoughts, "the boy who's coming over.. Is he your boyfriend? The food you want to be prepared is a lot." He better be your future husband.

"Oh, how I wish he is.."

"Do you like him?"

"Yeah.." Sakura thinks, "I liked him very much then when I didn't know much about him.. I like him more now that I've met him.. Or is it love?" Sakura catches herself thinking this silly thought and brushes it off instantly.

"What's his name?"

"Sasuke.. Uchiha Sasuke."

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After one month, Sasuke gives Sakura a one-shot manga.

"Th-This is our story.."

"Yeah."

"And the last page.." Sakura realizes that it's the same place where they are. She reads the speech bubble in the last panel with her eyes. "Sasuke-kun—"

"Will you be mine, Miss Haruno?"

"Yes! Of course! I've always been yours," she hugs him and they share a passionate kiss.

#sasusaku #sasusaku au #sasusaku fanfic #sasusaku fanfiction #sscoded no 239

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ngmn2002 · 7 months

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Random Stuff

So... giving this manga a really fast look... I want to read it thoughtfully again someday These little things stood out to me...

Hanako and keys....... please stop.. I can't take it. This little pose of his mocks me a bit. you want to know about my key so baaad?~ realllllly?~ just haaaang there.~ there seems to be a lock in there too? if that won't make me go even more crazy her brooch is also there. for some reason.

Everything as in... 'everything'? then how come you didn't know his future will change? or that it's different from what's in his book, even? his inference with supernatural stuff (the clock) while you call him 'normal' While this 'everything' is not so reliable for me at this point, I'm still interested to see you back at some point to tell us more about this 'everything'.

Never gets old. ~

I wonder how come Kou didn't tell Teru Hanako-san put a seal on his staff or how Teru supposedly didn't notice the seal on it with it right there in front of his own eyes many times until now. Did he see it's best if it stays sealed like that for Kou's sake, despite it being like a 'family treasure' to the Minamotos?

Talking about Teru looking after Kou...

He keeps a close eye on Kou, to the point when Kou skipped class, he was there to see about it...

but when Kou stayed after school to hang out with an 'evil spirit' as Teru calls it, got beaten by Tsukasa... he was nowhere to be found.... how come? it would be funny if he didn't ask about Kou's injury after he got home or if Kou was like: yeah.. I fell down. haha.

Hmm... Tsukasa is selfish? How come? Please... I'm crying in here and want him to think about HIMSELF more. Not too 'wise' of you miss, you should know better. Not to say... she is talking as if she doesn't put herself that category. The deepest part of that category. How funny.

I wonder juuuust a little why she would show some nice gestures from time to time with others...

like the mokke or even Mitsuba 2.0, while she goes around stating she doesn't care if all case to exist at the end.

Nene is not an exception. She even talked about her in person. In front of her- let's be friends/I don't want to harm you. Behind her back- I don't care for her, even if she doesn't want to keep going in destroying the Yorishiros, I won't give her a choice, then I don't care if she died out of it. .....................

Another thing... she seems to take Nene's hands in hers quite often... which kind of makes me wonder...

Nene didn't ever question her hands heat, or said they are cold or whatever. She appears in photos normally, even ... hmm... something about her is different from usual 'ghosts'. she is not a living, yet not a ghost... fine. who cares.

Ok, to cool off!

Ehhhh.... perfection.......

Let's keep going!

Hmm... doesn't this apply to ch 86? or... does a cheek kiss count? ...... or were they supposed to have it back then? after all... Hanako-kun really seemed to be about to do that, but was holding back I guess?

Hmm... really deep words. kinda reminds me of this...

Anyway... these...

Huh? You queen of luck. Won't say more.

forgetting about the whole -boy/girl- thing because I just feel it's misleading at this point... what do you mean sir?! ............. I'm just laughing, if anything, looking forward to see the lovers' suicide ............ this thing... when you don't want to see things in 'some way' but you're forced to, anyway. it's mocking.

Ok, now... p.p arc related little stuff

Defensive lovely Nene-chan!

This boy and keys... again... STOP!!!

T-T

Can perfectly see Tsukasa & Nene in here.~ But oh, we got a similar thing with them, hehe...

uhh... how lovely...

what a nice feeling...

Then do a thing about him, instead of just threatening little him then crying later because of how 'helpless' you are. Prove your attitude to me, Kou-kun. Not with words, tho. I'm already sick of that.

Still feeling bad Tsu was left out from all this fun!!! Ahhh!!! He would love to be a part of this!! WON'T HE?! That wasn't fair!!! WHY wasn't Tsukasa asked to come join in this, huh?! At some point Amane-kun can say "I had these tickets to go watch a movie with my lil bro but he doesn't like theaters, so would you come with me, Yashiro-san?" then "we need students to volunteer to clean the pool, I asked Minamoto 'Yashiro-san' even Mitsuba 2.0 is there! and we still need more participators" THEN GO TO YOUR SUPPOSED -THE CLASS NEXT DOOR- TWIN"!!!!!! UHHHGGG!!! This thing makes me angry!! I get maybe we weren't supposed to see Tsukasa with others too much back then, or even the twins together too much.. but like... that's not fair....... let the boy have some fun!!!

................... ok... enough of that........... didn't expect I will talk this much about it.......

Oh... some deep words, again....

At times I really wonder... If Tsukasa had some other goals out of letting our guys in this perfect pic world, beside that obvious 'grant M 2.0 wish' one destroy No.4's yorishiro... maybe he wanted them to get what kind of reality they actually live in, see how they would react.. will they still want it? reject it? try to change it? Hanako-kun is a special case, isn't he? I think maybeee... to Tsu... this was also a push for Hanako-kun into the right direction! get him to open his eyes to some of his hidden desired and actually.. at some point.. voice some of them out!

In addition to everything, maybe he said that influenced by their p.p arc experience. Tsu even got Nene-chan to lean some cool lessons in the little experience/the wish of No.4 thingy. How cool of him.

I don't know how to put this thing... but all I will just say is that Tsukasa maybe was after hitting too many birds with one stone out of the p.p thing. He must be proud of his work at this point. Lots was achieved in that arc, especially on the HanaNene side and MK, which also seem to Tsu's interest kind of. This boy... a true mastermind, have to say. looking at 12 y.o Tsu... am I surprised? not at all.

That being said, let's welcome our cute little mastermind kitty-boy!~ no matter how much time passes, I'm so in love with this whole scene.

So, yeah... I really do sympathize with Amane-kun in here. I mean... his little brother is soooo irresistible~ let's admire him together, Amane-kun!!!

yessss, just like this! . . .

Due to pic limits, some more stuff will be added in a 'reblog'.

#random stuff #part 1

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octocrime · 2 years

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alright. (humanized) Octonauts headcanons for day 2. My hands hurt :(

TW: MENTIONS OF INJURY, MEDICAL, MENTAL ILLNESS AND TRAUMA, EMETOPHOBIA, AND EATING DISORDERS⚠️‼️‼️

Captain Barnacles 🐻‍❄️ -

- I actually don't have many for him, but he goes by he/him

- him and tweak are very good friends but tweak scares him sometimes and he wont even lie to you about that

- MLM

-he's autistic and very routine oriented, he's the autistic people go "but you aren't autistic" about unless you yourself are autistic

-he has all his badges displayed in his room and it's one of his comfort items

Tweak 🐰 -

- I will not get over the fact that she's Floridian, transgender she/her

- lesbian, her and dashi talk about girls

- actually on barnacles age level, she has crows feet by her eyes and grey in the sides of her hair

- did y'all know she glows in the dark it's the funniest thing to me???? like why??? why does she glow in the dark???? this is book canon this isn't even a headcanon.

- is certified in welding and has a degree in engineering. She found the classes easier than most should

- Ranger Marsh knows she's lesbian and will often attempt to relate by just,, "hey that girls pretty, you could date that one" which almost always turns into tweak going into a laughing fit

- she still has very keen hearing from her searching for animals with dad days

Peso 🐧 -

- he/they, prefers they most days

- they read manga and NO I won't elaborate, its nestled right in on his book shelf besides they're lengthy medical books.

-medical bag comfort item, often plays with the latches

- flappy hands stim, saying this solely because the flappity flippers exclamation and I'm right

- the noises they make when they bandage are neccesary for focus, no one knows why, it's like a stim for them

- hangs out with kwazii a lot and enjoys his stories, actually very convienent considering they're almost always around when kwazii is injured, which happens frequently

- medical special interest, will go into gross details if you don't stop him

- surprisingly unaffected by gore! It will make him shiver a bit if it's really bad but due to being a medic he can remain pretty unaffected by it

- asian-hispanic, which sounds like a generational trauma nightmare but they're actually doing quite well

- horrible anxiety but actually pretty okay with social anxiety, mostly afraid of getting hurt not talking to people, can actually be very social in the right groups

-pansexual

Dashi 🐶 -

- she/they, bisexual, has a horrible problem with anorexia

- has a bunch of mystery books in a box under her bed that branch out from a bunch from one author to a bunch of random ones

- keeps one of those diaries with a lock on it and is the only person on planet earth who can keep track of the keys for it

- a bit of a clean freak around her bedroom, sprays surfaces every few days and cleans up often

- Tweak has experience with EDs and will often help her through rough spots

- They dress pretty femine but will sometimes wear sweatpants and a T-shirt with no makeup instead

- pretty close friends with shellington, has listened to so many of his marine biology infodumps that they might as well have a marine biology degree.

Kwazii 🐱-

- transgender he/him, MLM

- has horrendous ADHD and can still drive a gup better than shellington

- pirate special interest, he has been a pirate but it's also his interest

- spyglass comfort item, won't leave his room without it on him but still insists it's not a comfort item

- takes the Gup B on rides every few days if it hasn't been used, he doesn't want it to get rusty supposedly

- a menace to tweaks work schedule along with shellington

- plays with yarn, he's like half cat what did you expect

- has a bunch of kids pirate storybooks hidden in his treasure chest

- I don't know if everyone has this, but his treasure chest doubles as a "hope" chest, it's mementos and old memorable things to keep you going, had it since he was a kid and hid a broken glass in it once to not get in trouble, regretted it as an adult.

- said he was tough enough for testosterone shots but had to switch to gel after a month

-tail is permanently bent at the end due to how much it gets messed with

Inkling 🦑 -

- uses a wheelchair while on land or inside but not in the water

- he/him and MLM

- has many degrees, was a professor at a school for awhile

- also has a marine biology special interest but masks it a lot more than shellington

- collected most the books in the library himself, even wrote a few, has some of shellingtons old journals stored in there

- spends most his days living his life as a peaceful old man but will beat the crap out of anyone on sight

- had a chaos streak in high school

- knits and crochets VERY efficiently, made matching sweaters for the vegimals and shellington. Shellington cried.

- basically the vegimals grandpa figure, he reads them stories when shellingtons out

Shellington 🦦 -

- I love him, uses all pronouns besides she but I'll be referring to him as he for convienence

- MLM but uses the achillean flag specifically

- can't drive because he's gay /hj

- has crashed the Gups so often that they have a "days since shellington has crashed a gup" board, his record is 32

- very heavy marine biology special interest, he doesn't masks it and everyone on the octopod listens to him as intently as they can

- infodumps so fast he runs out of breath and foams at the mouth a bit, (I also do this, the spit is not nice)

- will hurt you if you touch the vegimals in a negative way

- vegimals pretty much consider him their birth father! first person they saw out of the egg, quite literally consider him their dad

- he's very good at gardening due to being said father, I mean seriously he can make a mean garden

- has a bunch of science equipment, does leave it laying around the octopod sometimes

- just,, weird tastes, hot sauce on kelp cakes, he has also got fed caramel covered broccoli as a joke and liked it.

- doesn't actually hate touch that much but instinctively flinches away from you when you reach out for him

- likes to test and push his own limits, he has purposely kept himself awake for two weeks for an experiment, he's, a bit odd

- has a diary hidden away in his journal stash

- has a lot of journals! they document a Lot of things

- has a journal on the behavior of people on the gup, he has never shown anyone, he thinks it would be creepy if people knew he watched anyone that close

- great gift giver as a result though

alright that's it! octonauts week day 2, I am so tired, send help or give me the good old old yelled treatment

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mandatory-blog-stop-asking · 2 months

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I'll miss Akira Toriyama.

It is suddenly very important to me that you understand how good Dragon Ball actually is.

Because I get it, not everyone lived under the Equator and not everyone cares about battle shonen, but you have to understand that at some point, someone whose art you love probably loved Dragon Ball.

Akira Toriyama managed to influence more than just his medium. He influenced action media worldwide, every week. Almost every comics artist, writer, producer or otherwise industry person, in any country, owns some of their income to Toriyama.

From Jorge Jimenez drawing on the Father-Son Kamehameha for his beautiful tribute to Superman's family during his time drawing Justice League, to Rebecca Sugar making dance explicitly matter to fusion, to fucking Cloud in Final Fantasy 7 just doing his best SSJ2 Gohan cosplay throughout the whole game, anyone creative who liked action cared about Dragon Ball, with 2 degrees of separation being the maximum you could go before your specific 90s-early aughts references reached back to it as well.

And the memes and fame the thing accrued over the years don't quite make that make sense, because if you've never seen it, it just looks and sounds like a run-of-the-mill bad shonen show where people scream all the time and don't really grow as characters. But that's not what that series actually is. The anime is what got popular, sure, but as a manga, Dragon Ball is one of the most well-executed, funniest, fast-paced pieces of literature Shonem Jump has published, and it's crazy to think how much of it is just Toriyama improvising.

It's not perfect, obviously -- it's rote and it's old and it's repetitive, but it never stops being a good, read. It never stops being interesting, or well-designed, or fun. You'll open a chapter and something about it will make you smile, or make you laugh, or just keep you entertained enough that you have to read the next one. The fact this man made all of this weekly, without a grander plan than "I want to draw a martial arts comedy" and then codified the way we think about transformations, power struggles, action paneling in general-- there's quite literally no one else with that kind of range on their contributions to modern pop comics. We start talking Tezuko or Oda when we start talking about who's had as much an impact on the genre, and then you find out of course Oda is a Dragon Ball kid, and Kishimoto is a Dragon Ball kid, everyone whose manga you love after the 90s is a Dragon Ball kid.

And look, it's not like you have to love Dragon Ball or anything: it's art and like any art it won't connect to certain people, and it will be poison to others. You not being into Dragon Ball is fine and it's valid, and it's definitely not the first work of that nature to have a worldwide impact. Akira didn't invent manga, he just made a really good one.

But, fuck, the world is a less interesting place without Akira Toriyama in it. He brought out something so many people identified with nearly effortlessly. The guy just wanted to make us laugh and have fun; all the yelling and violence and world-ending threats came later. I need you to keep that somewhere in your head when the subject is Dragon Ball. It's fun first.

Everyone, at some point, got together and loved and lived a series that was about hard work paying off, and had a blast with it. But more than that, everyone loved a really funny, fun-loving series that could always put a smile in your face first and foremost, no matter what the villain of the arc did to Earth or the heroes. And that changed the world more than any of the thousands of edgy manga about fights always getting bigger and the protagonist always getting stronger did. Because Dragon Ball isn't just that. It is that in some level, of course, but more importantly, it's a kid stepping on poo and screaming about how gross that is. It's Majin Buu hanging out with Mr. Satan and a puppy because he loves having friends. It's a Super Saiyan bargain sale, it's Bulma shooting Goku startled, it's Kuririn not having a nose and being able to beat some dude who smells. And that's fucking hilarious.

Teach that dinosaur how to ride a ball, Toriyama. You earned it.

#dragon ball z #akira toriyama #writing #shonen #anime and manga

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ultimateplaylistmaker · 10 months

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Can you talk about Komaru x Kokichi more?

Their a bit interested and I wanted to know more about their relationship!!!

This is a ship held together with one piece of art and my danganronpa headcanons truly, which I will be glad to share.

First off, Komaru's a jock with a love of fun, while I wouldn't call Kokichi a jock he CERTAINLY has a lot of energy and a love of fun himself. I could EASILY see him coming out of nowhere, slamming a hand on her arm, and yelling TAG and Komaru does not HESITATE to give chase beyond some mild complaining as she runs that she was doing something! Komaru has so much energy and gets SO into things, even in the middle of murder demon hunting city she's getting excited about puzzles and doing fun voices, Kokichi would LOVE that.

Kokichi's a nerd at heart and Komaru's a bit of a nerd as well, Kokichi likes anime, manga, and games, they could absolutely have in depth conversations about some of Kokichi's interests in pop culture that he doesn't normally have people to talk about, they ARE friends on Pokemon Go. Kokichi HAS beaten her in yugioh 20 times in a row. While Komaru is more of a 'girls' manga person then shounen, she's definitely still likely a fan of the more popular series. Komaru is picking up his yugioh references, he is finally vindicated in making them. Like she reads manga about a girl with a bomb inside her, Komaru's into some NICHE stuff.

Komaru is gullible but she's also smart, so while she's definitely falling for a lot of lies at first, she's going to get a lot better at spotting them over time, and may even lie back to him, which he won't mind because komaru is a TERRIBLE liar so it's just kinda funny. If Komaru can become best friends with Toko and Syo, Kokichi isn't going to be as much of a challenge if Komaru decides she wants to hang out with him. Her ability to just take things as they are, means even if Kokichi spouts the most outrageous lies she'll give a fond sigh and be like "that's our Kokichi."

With Komaru's sense of justice, she'd be willing to help Kokichi a lot with minor pranks, she is laughing when shuichi runs headfirst into clear tape like those videos. However her determination and sense of doing what's right means she can also better stand up to Kokichi when he's in the wrong or doing something risky.

As most of his organization, if not all of it besides Kokichi, would be untalented, I have always felt like kokichi would have a secret respect and curiosity not many other talented have for the untalented along with a skepticism towards the authority of the ultimates.

Sure the ultimate artist can make something beautiful, but Kokichi is looking for a sense of soul, a sense of emotion, something that screams "I AM HERE, YOU CANT ERASE ME" things that challenge society, challenge perceptions, and you don't really get that with ultimates due to ultimates being the upper echelon of society that should be challenged. Komaru is so herself, and so driven, she puts soul into everything she does, and I think Kokichi would respect that a bit. I think Kokichi would love to see what she was capable of if he put a can of spraypaint in her hand and pushed her towards a blank wall.

So with both of them being childish at heart energetic people who put passion and soul into everything they do along with being total dorks in secret, I could easily see them getting along. Komaru's down for whatever Kokichi will throw her way as a challenge, and Kokichi's down for seeing what this strange girl who society says should be a nobody is going to do to change that world who tries to stop her. Even if you don't want them romantically, I think they'd become really good friends if given the chance as Komaru helps him put itching powder in everyone's clothes with a few sarcastic comments about Kokichi being a bad influence.

Also I like calling it Komouma instead of oumaru because then it feels like im tricking people into thinking my posts going to be komaeda you FOOLS get TRICKED.

Also heres the playlist

#ndrv3 #ultra despair girls #komaru naegi #kokichi ouma #komouma #oumaru #ultimate talent development plan #musings from the music manager #anon chaos

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rddykilowatt · 2 years

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Ninjago main cast headcanon's 'cause I can B)

Jay: loves science fiction media so much, the one in the team with an unhealthy caffeine addiction, serving golden retriever gamer boy energy, bisexual and doesn't shut up about it /pos, knows a lot of big words but can't spell any of them, went to a chucky cheese when he was like five and now it's his whole personality, loves to zap the others unprovoked (like static electricity yknow-), cluttercore aesthetic, music taste of an early 2000's mom

Cole: the only one on the team who didn't know that the titanic film was completely fictional, loves first person shooter games, musical theatre kid but hides it by listening to classic rock and 60's hits, loves incorporating dance moves into martial arts, hamilton musical references just to annoy the others, a gym bro at heart, gives the best hugs, his dad saw ac/dc once in concert and he's still very salty over it, his blood stream is 80% protein powder and pre workout *sigh*, likes to follow bob ross paintings to destress

Zane: loves indulging in the interests of his teammates, stress bakes, reads wikipedia like its the bible, mom friend™, is the only one that makes their bed, "I'm not your own personal Alexa guys,, so stop treating me like one *plays despacito on command*", sleeps to those weird whale noises (iykyk), really likes super hero media, sleeps on his back like a maniac, always says "you'll never understand the intricacies of" when talking about anything he really enjoys, is actually super chaotic but covers it with logic and various big words

Kai: plays horrible dating simulators unironically, reads romance novels/manga, a sucker for a happy ending (yes that was a heathers reference), resident big red/hot tamales/red hots/atomic fireball consumer (he really likes cinnamon flavored things), puts hot sauce on things that don't really need hot sauce on them, makes s3xu4l comments but is actually s3x repulsed, reads the fanfiction made about him to the rest of the team out of spite, ate hair gel once just to know, eats nya's snacks all the time out of spite of the hair gel incident™

Nya: is always thirsty/always drinks water, watched h20 just add water as a kid, steals protein powder and pre workout from cole, listens to paramore like the goddess she is, cried over the twilight films (she also owns the soundtrack on cd), got kai into romance manga now she just laughs at him for liking it, she likes spice drops but won't eat the cinnamon ones, once poured out all of kai's hair gel and replaced it with elmer's glue (they laugh about it now but they hated each others guts for years over it)

Lloyd: was forced to watch the ant bully movie when he was like twelve and stopped trying to be evil out of fear of being turned ant sized and getting kidnapped by anthropomorphic ants (yes, I am projecting here), can't figure out how to change his xbox-live name so he'll forever be stuck with user garmadone666, gatekeeps mitski seriously, has a scene sonic oc, writes emo poetry in the dead of night, saw the batman movie once and has never been the same, likes a lot popular/mainstream media, tumblr kid, probably has an iron deficiency

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Not-pow anon here! DW lol I figured. I would like to ask how you got into yuru yuri, its been going on for over a decade now and everything, I'm surprised it still has fresh fans coming in

HI NOT-POW ANON THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR ALL THE ASKS!!!

I got into yuruyuri in early-mid 2020! but don't be fooled, it doesn't really have anything to do with lockdowns or anything!! I believe I was 12 at the time.

I first discovered it back when I used to use reddit. I saw an artwork of Sakurako and Himawari, and I saw the title of the series! "Yuru Yuri!"

now, prior to that, I'd already been stung by like.. stuff I thought was yuri but wasn't... or stuff that was just too sexualized for me... but I saw "yuru yuri," looked up what the title meant, and I was like "huh! that's interesting!" I went to go read the manga and... well, I was pretty hooked! I love everyone in the amusement club's dynamic, and I loved the characters' relationships! I read it for quite a long time! I'd go through about one volume per night. I was a massive super duper yuru yuri fan!! like, a REAL big one!! Fun fact: When I first read through yuruyuri, I was as clueless as sakurako/himawari because I did NOT realize they liked each other AT ALL. I was always like "oh! hey! sakurako and akari have something going on? maybe? that's cool!" I WANNA HIT MY PAST SELF IN THE HEAD MOON!! MOON IT'S OBVIOUSLY HIMAWWARI!!! IT'S HIMAWARI AND SAKURAKO SMH OMG SMHHH

Anyways, once I finished reading it, I watched the anime... I cannot tell you how happy I was. I'd been reading yuruyuri and talking about it for a few months at that point, and when I finally watched it... It was like magic! I saw my favourite characters ANIMATED!! I saw Akari, chinatsu, and ayano who I saw myself in. I saw yui and kyouko, who were just SO DANG COOL!! I saw sakurako who I loved and Himawari who I.... well, though she's probably my favourite character nowadays, I don't think I liked her too much initially? anyways (oh and once I started watching the anime I think I was 13

I meant to portion my watches so that I don't finish the whole thing in one day-- AAAND I FINISHED ALL OF SEASON ONE IN ONE DAY

it was amazing. it was so amazing. I literally cried in episode 11, and I was laughing and smiling my way through all the rest

it was amazing... but it'd be over soon if I didn't stop.. watching...

so. I stopped. I remember it was a saturday. I set an alarm for exactly seven days from then, so I could watch season two. I mean, it was the least I could do, really!! people back in 2011 had to wait an entire YEAR for a new season! surely I, the AMAZING SUPER COOL Moon, could wait for a mere week..?

it was painful. Arduous. but I did it. I went a week without watching yuruyuri! that's not to say I wasn't engaging with yuru yuri as a whole! no, I was looking at the songs and stuff, REWATCHING season 1 since I wasn't allowing myself to watch season 2, talking to my friends about it... (I believe this was still late 2020 btw)... I was making do...

Until finally, the week past, and I allowed myself to watch season 2. "I won't finish it in a day. I won't finish it in a-" I finished it in a day. I cannot tell you how I felt listening to minna daisuki no uta for the first time. I feel like that's when yuruyuri truly hooked me. it was that precise moment when akari chose to keep her memories. Nowadays, I believe that memories are some of the most important things in the world. Do I think that because of yuruyuri? I can't tell you since I don't know, but probably.

I cried in s2e3. I laughed so hard I had hiccups and nearly threw up in s2e8, and I cried for a very long time in s2e11. I was so surprised that s2e11 and s2e12 were ORIGINAL! they weren't in the manga! I forgot to mention it earlier but seeing the manga moments I read animated was SO cool! SEEING YURUYURI ANIMATeD WAS SO SO SO COOL

it's always nice thinking about the first time I listened to minna daisuki no uta, and how far I've come since then... I can even play it on the piano now! how time flies!!

(okay yes shameless self promo SHHH)

anyways. rinse and repeat for season three. I skipped nachuyachumi and nachuyachumi+ because... well, uh, I didn't know they existed. but yeah I rewatched season 1 and 2 when waiting and.. it was fun. yuruyuri is fun. my memories from that timeframe are hazy but it was fun

after all that... well, yuruyuri's been a great part of my life. did you know that I was once scared to grow past 14?? I mean, I still am but like I was TERRIFIED "I'm not gonna be ayano age anymore.. what am I to do.."

since that time I've done so much yuruyuri stuff. I've talked about it, I've learned the songs, I've learn big amounts of japanese frmo it, I OWN NEARLY EVERY SONG ON CD!! IT GOT ME INTO CDS!!! It (alongside pow and NNEX) got me to start making music! it encouraged me to be more confident and loving with my friends! I wouldn't be moon without yuruyuri

there's more.. there's alot more. but I'm a bit tired now! sorry! send more asks about whatever! I'll be sure to answer~

#yuruyuri #yuru yuri #furutani himawari #himawari #daily himawari #dont' ask why I'm tagging with with daily himawari #moon answers

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feyre-darling92 · 2 years

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Match up for Critical Role (Campaign 1 & 2) pls? I'm a straight female. I'm shy, timid, quiet & polite to strangers. With people I'm comfortable with, I'm loud, outgoing, playful, mature, responsible, motherly(to naughty friends), childlike(to mature friends/family) and sarcastic (unintentionally). I'm kinda tomboyish as I wear over-sized t-shirts, baggy pants, sneakers but don't play sports or video games. I'm kinda perverted which contrasts my innocent & baby face. I keep it to myself though. I'm a slow learner, not smart, not strong, and not talented. I'm pretty dense, straightforward and naive too. I get confused or misunderstand what people easily so it's best if you tell me straight to my face so I can't be mistaken. I'm also touch starved as I love giving & receiving affection but I only can hug one person and even then, I do my best to not overdo it. I'm a hopeless romantic, sensitive, & overthink often. I work as hard as I can & try my best & be careful as I can to everything I do, as I'm pretty clumsy & makes mistakes more often than most people. I try to help my family and friends as they've helped me & cared for me dearly. I don't believe in compliments I get occasionally or why my family & friends care for me because I don't see good things in myself only bad things. My hobbies are drawing, reading manga, fanfics, and watching anime, movies, & cartoons. Please & thank you!

So, first of all, you seem a very interesting person.

Now from campaign 1, I can see you and Vax'ildan being together.

*Let's be honest, Vax'ildan is a big child himself. So, when you are together, you let yourselves free to have fun. Pillow fights, pranks, etc.

*He would lend you his shirts and whatever you wanted with a big smile on his face. He just loves seeing you in his clothes. You also love it because most of the time they smell like him.

*If you wanted he would teach you how to throw knives like him and because he is very patient he would be willing to teach you again and again until you finally managed to do it right. And when you got it he would congratulate you with kisses and hugs.

*He is a man that has learned to say what he thinks straightforwardly no matter how hard it is so you have a relationship based on honesty which I think is really important.

*He loves your hugs. Literally. It's like they're filling him with energy. And he loves hugging you back. Especially on lazy mornings he just won't let you go. But if you tell him you're not comfortable he would totally respect that.

*When you overthink he is always there for you. He, every time, no matter what will start telling you your best qualities, why he loves you, and other sweet things to prove to you how important you are not only in his life but in your friends' lives as well. And if you want a shoulder to cry, he will always be there.

*If you trip somewhere he will always catch you and make cheesy comments like "Did you just fall for me?"

*Although you may not believe it, you are an important part of everyone's lives. A sister to Vex, a best friend to Keyleth, a great warrior and friend to Grog, a little sister to Percy, a faithful friend to Pike, and a reliable friend to Scanlan. They all love you and you love them back.

*When Vax'ildan heard that you drew for the first time he was stunned. He always admires people that create art with their own hands. And if you drew him, or gave him a drawing you made for him? Gods, he would love it. Literally, he would carry this piece of paper on him all the time. And if for any reason you were separated he would look at your drawing thinking about you.

*I am just imagining Vax reading fanfiction and I can't stop laughing! Alright, he may not read fanfic but he would totally be willing to see your favorite movie or cartoon or anime. He would see it as an opportunity to get to know you better, as well as it would be a great bonding time. He just adores the brightness and happiness in your face when you explain to him something about that movie/cartoon/anime.

*He just loves you so much, and of course, you love him back!

A/N: I hoped you liked it. I am sorry that I didn't write for campaign 2, I will write I promise just not now. I hope you understand. Anyway, stay safe and thank you for your request!

#feyre darling92 #feyre-darling92 #ask response #answered asks #vax'ildan x reader #vax x reader #vax x you #anon ask #ask box

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diagonal-queen · 8 months

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thungo thursday: how the hell did we get here so fast

'dad never even came to pick me up' SAME AYA LMAOO

they really did make the right choice for bram's va. i don't remember his name but all i know is that he's a seasoned anime va, but it like REALLY fits him fr

i'll never get over how much i love this intro you guys like it's so chaotic and colourful and dark and granrodeo is so good and this song especially is so epic and kishow supremacy

OH MY GOD watching chuuya struggle to breathe is like stressing me out so much that i need to pause and take deep breaths of my own lmao

AYO WHY DOES DAZAI LOOK LIKE A CRYPTID LMAOOOO

also i'm so jealous of him being able to cup sigma's cheek while I cannot

dazai and sigma are so weird to me as a ship because most of the ships i like are '[character that is just like me] + [character who i would have a crush on if i knew them]' but i kin both dazai and sigma so it's like watching the two opposite sides of me frolick around and it's so chaotic

sigma, literally drowning: 😰😰😰😰😰 dazai, also drowning: •-•

if i had a nickel for every time dazai stood on sigma's back/shoulders while they were breaking out of prison i'd have two nickels. which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice

(yes i know i use that meme format a lot NO I WON'T STOP)

WET CAT SIGMA (and no i didn't replay the sounds of him gasping for air, why on earth would you think that)

we have both now <3333333333 thumbs up dazai best dazai

imagine someone asks atsushi how he knew to do things or how he had the mind to move forward and he replies 'the voices' but like he's deadly serious and it actually was the voices

wait dazai literally did that to sigma in prison didn't he shfkjhdhgjkhsk

wait so in the manga sigma can read russian, but in the anime he can't? is bones actively bimbo-ifying characters??? how are we letting this slide

akutagawa doing some goku type shit is the funniest thing ever bro actually said 'SHIAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH'

bones you don't need to remind us all about how much you fucked up akutagawa's death scene ok. his dub va literally predicted that his death would be done poorly and he was RIGHT ABOUT IT

(who would win. gonta and monokuma vs dazai and akutagawa)

if dazai's got a broken leg and losing blood very quickly then why is he grunting and moaning like that huh what's that all about

YEAH GET FUCKED FYODOR LMAOOOOOOOOOOOO

fyodor: because of dazai you realised something about yourself sigma...[describes me, dia, in disturbingly accurate detail]

i'm sorry but the gay agenda has warped me into viewing a man putting a gun to the head of a man on his knees not as a serious and threatening crime but as foreplay. this is what the gays are doing to today's youth. way cup america

brams life must suck. imagine life exactly the same except you can't frolick in the sun, smell roses, wear silver jewellery, finger gun yourself in the mirror or eat garlic bread. also the 'lacking a body and personal autonomy' thing but who needs those amirite

OH MY GOD THE GIRL **WAS** BRAM'S DAUGHTER!!!!! IT WAS HIS KID THE WHOLE TIME!!!!! YOU GUYS OH MY GOD/??????!!??!!???!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i don't even feel bad for laughing when fyodor started having his mental breakdown like bro what is that face. is this what nikolai sees every night??? man no wonder he went insane

tfw they fisheye atsushi from afar while he's being stabbed in his vitals

i hope they have a stash of strepsils for atsushi's va in the recording studio

BRO WHY IS FYODOR MOANING TF

yknow that episode when teruko aged tachihara down to a child and he looked rounder and stuff? thats fyodor right now

no but actually imagine being pulled so hard that your leg and arm come off OUCHIES what is it with people and taking atsushi's body parts and like stroking them or whatever. if it were me, the only body part of atsushi's i'd be stroking is his di

fyodor you're a great character but i can't help but notice that you just stabbed my husband and then kicked him in the face. unfortunately you have no choice but for me to ruthlessly kill you dead

so much is happening rn i feel bad for the anime onlys who have to process all this shit within one episode whereas we got several chapters to soak it into our skull sponges

yeah, me too sigma. me too

LMAO DAZAI CALLED CHUUYA A BITCH????? THEY LITERALLY BICKER EVERY TIME THEY INTERACT WHY IS THIS PARTICULAR THING SO FUNNY TO ME

maybe its just cus like 'bitch' is a funny word especially. they can call each other 'ass' and 'bastard' and 'dick' all they want but nothing tops a good 'bitch!!'

hold on bones no. NO. you can't do that. dazai was shot once in the head by chuuya, then he smiles and laments before the scene ends and it's left ambiguous if he dies or not. YOU CAN'T JUST HAVE CHUUYA USING HIS CORPSE AS TARGET PRACTICE

asagiri: i wonder how i should design one order flowey from undertale: asagiri: amazing. brilliant. this will be perfect

well, fuck. im terrified for next week!!

#thungo thursday #i miss gogol i want him to save the world #OR I WANT Q TO COME BACK AND THEY DO IT #OR I WANT THE GANG FROM THAT ONE CHAPTER (MUSHITARO LOVECRAFT KATAI AND KAJII) TO COME BACK AND DO IT THAT WOULD BE THE GREATEST THING EVER #i just need this story to have a happy ending thats all i want for them please asagiri dont

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cosmicmagicgirl · 1 year

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THE UNLIMITED VOID

Chapter 2

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Suffering, regret, shame: the negative feelings of humans become curses that plague our daily lives. Satoru Gojo, the powerful jujutsu sorcerer destabilized the scales of power, but nature always finds a way for there to be balance. This is a wild game of survival. Satoru sees that look in her eyes as if she knows his secrets and lies, and he knows there is nowhere to run from all this damage.

𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀: Fluff and Angst, Drama & Romance, Witch Curses, Jujutsu Kaisen Manga Spoilers, Pre-Shibuya Incident Arc (Jujutsu Kaisen), Blood and Violence, Crime Scenes, Investigations, Paranormal Investigators, Strong Female Characters, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Underage, NSFW.

𝑰𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕: This fanfic is already available on AO3 if you are interested in reading more chapters while I don’t post them here.

Remember that I created an exclusive playlist for this fanfic and I’m always updating it as I write the chapters. Go there to listen on Spotify.

Enjoy the reading!

LIST FOR OTHER CHAPTERS: link

The Powerful One

𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲.

— Yes, Hitori — she huffed once again impatiently. — I can identify a jujutsu sorcerer when I see one and he was no ordinary one. I'm pretty sure who he is... — She stopped for a moment as she drank the rest of her coffee. — If I'm right, you shouldn't come to Canterbury.

Hitori grunted on the other side of the phone.

— I know you hate being alone. I don't like it either — she took a deep breath. — But as long as I don't know what he's doing here, I can't take the risk of him seeing you. — I'll be fine, believe me. Please don't be so stubborn and stay at the hotel.

She hung up the phone.

"Great, because I didn't have enough problems to deal with already" — she thought.

She put her hand in her coat pocket and held up the flask to make sure it was still there.

𝐍𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲, 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲.

𝐀 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨.

— So? — Harrison lit a cigarette. — Is that one of the damn things?

Luce showed him the small flask.

— Probably — she sat down on the bench in front of the building. — Sorry, but you'll have to make up a whole story now.

The inspector puffed the smoke and then exhaled it.

— I'm relieved that we don't have a homicidal maniac loose around here cutting people apart... — he bent over and sat down next to her. — But this supernatural stuff is sucks.

Luce let out a muffled laugh and agreed.

— Everything about it is really sucks. — she looked up at the sky. — Those other two cases might be connected to this one too.

— Holy shit... — He scratched his temple. — What answer will I give to the families?

— Sorry, I have nothing this time... — Luce closed her eyes trying to think of something. — I wanted to at least close this case for the families.

The inspector glared at her.

— You can't find a less painful way — He paused for a moment. — The cases have not been reported on major channels, so no one should revisit the subject. At least not yet.

— The families want justice as well as a reason. The grieving will hurt forever, I just hope that sometimes I can give them some relief, even if only momentarily.

Another wave of smoke has been released.

— Find out who or what did this and continue doing your work — He put his hand on the young woman's shoulder. �� It's a burden, I know. But this kind of business sometimes makes us lose our empathy and sensitivity. Don't lose that, miss.

Luce smiled.

— I know. I won't lose it. — she looked at him. — And you should quit smoking, it will kill you.

Harrison let out a loud laugh.

— At my age, miss... Anything can kill me.

𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲.

She lost all sense of time sitting on the lawn of Westgate Gardens, checking photos and waiting for Harrison's call about the results of the victims' exams. The girl who had been found in a putrefying state was missing part of her spine, so she definitely had not died the same way as the early morning victim.

The fact that a jujutsu sorcerer had appeared in town didn't help either, they definitely wouldn't be sloppy if they wanted to kill someone. Luce didn't trust them, if it were a comparison, she would trust a curse more than a sorcerer.

She had her reasons and they were not a few.

She decided to go for a walk in the High Street, maybe she would meet the sorcerer again.

It had been a few hours since Luce had entered Canterbury Cathedral and she felt that he was following her. She sat down on one of the chairs and waited until the man with the dark glasses sat down next to her.

And so he did.

— Beautiful, don't you think? The Gothic style — she said as she admired the stained glass windows. — Canterbury Cathedral was founded in five hundred and ninety-seven, can you believe it? But it was completely rebuilt in one thousand seventy-seven.

— I've never had much time to visit historical places. — he answered. — But you are right. It is beautiful.

— In one thousand one hundred and seventy Archbishop Thomas Becket was murdered by the knights of King Henry the Second — she said. — This ended up making the cathedral a place of pilgrimage because of Becket's shrine. But after the English reformation King Henry the Eighth ordered the shrine to be destroyed.

— This one I know, the guy from the Church of England — he smiled. — The divorce man.

Luce was silent.

— Good thing the famous Satoru Gojo is not just a pretty face - she said. — You were following me, why?

A smile formed on Satoru's face.

— So, do you think I have a pretty face? — he leaned back slouched in his chair.

— Why are you here? — Luce finally stared at him.

— I'm hearing about the history of the Cathedral — he said with a wry smile. — You're a great guide. And very beautiful.

She kept waiting for an answer. Her expression was as serious as ever and she was trying to remain as calm as possible.

— All right... — he sighed. — But I should at least know your name, you know mine.

— You already know my name — she narrowed her eyes at him. — In the cafeteria.

He laughed.

— Yes, I know — he adjusted his glasses. — But I wanted to hear it from you. — Her expression remained unchanged. — Here —he held out his hand to her. — Satoru Gojo, pleasure.

Luce arched her eyebrows and stared at his hand.

— Come, be polite. We are in the house of the Lord — he pointed to the ambo in front of them and laughed.

She sighed wearily and squeezed his hand.

— Luce Amaryllis...

— That's a lovely name. It suits you.

Her cheeks flushed slightly.

— I'm looking for a cursed object — he said. — Did you see something?

At least he didn't seem to be after her — she thought. And she had nowhere else to run, if she had to face him, so be it.

— I don't know — she reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out the bottle. — But I found this today.

Satoru looked at the flask and saw the object emitting cursed energy.

— Where did you find this? — he asked.

— It was inside the stomach of a young girl — she explained. — At least what was left of it. The police found the body this morning in one of the canals of the Stour River.

Satoru frowned.

— It doesn't seem to be a cursed object to me... — he seemed to be studying the situation. — You are not a sorceress... No, are you? Should I be suspicious?

Luce gave a cynical laugh.

— I should suspect you — she said seriously. — And you're right, I'm not part of that nasty bastards

Satoru looked surprised and let out an outrageous laugh.

The people in the cathedral looked at him in annoyance.

— You're really interesting — he crossed his arms. — Do you hate us?

— I have my reasons — she answered.

— I don't disagree with you — he became serious for a moment. — Those old people are really nasty bastards.

Luce sighed.

— Well, usually when one of you shows up I leave — she thought for a moment. — But I know you won't leave me alone, so let's get this over with.

Satoru smiled and watched her get up.

— Come on, I have things to show you — she picked up her bag and headed for the exit. — And I'm out of time.

Satoru followed her but not before laughing mischievously.

— What kind of things will you show me? — he put his hands in his pockets. — I deserve at least one date first. I'm a romantic man you know.

She paused for a moment, anger overflowing from her eyes.

— Are you always like this? — she asked.

Satoru gave her an innocent look.

— I'm afraid so. — he shook his shoulders. — It's a charming thing.

— It's pure hateful — she said drily, and continued walking.

She didn't notice, but he was smiling.

𝕋𝕠𝕜𝕪𝕠 𝕄𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕟 𝕂𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕤𝕒𝕚 𝕊𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕝

Suzume Miyamoto was fifteen years old and a first year high school student in Kokusai. She had a relatively normal life, and I say relatively because she had the ability to see curses. However, she was very good at hiding this fact ever since she began to see them.

Her father was always traveling for work, so she was raised by different people, but as soon as she turned fifteen she started living alone. Her mother had died as soon as she was born, and this made her father focus much more on work, and she couldn't even blame him. She knew he would do anything for her and worked mainly to provide them with a comfortable life. They got along well, not close of course, but whenever he returned to Japan they spent most of their time together.

Suzume was an exceptional student. She got good grades, was responsible and very applied. She participated every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon in the kyudo club, the art of japanese archery. And today was one of those days.

Class was over and she was more than looking forward to her training.

Until everything turned out to be wrong.

She felt an overpowering sensation hit the dojo, giving her goose bumps, and before she could say anything to her classmates — the explosion happened.

A creature full of eyes and immensely large emerged before her. Its feet seemed to have been driven into the ground and Suzume could not move, her classmates screamed desperately for help and some tried to run for the exit. The girl watched as the creature rolled its eyes in the direction of the two boys who were running to the back closet and before she could think of anything — she ran straight into the creature.

— Suzume! — one of the girls yelled after her.

— Go get help! Hurry! — she yelled back. — I'll buy some time.

The girl then ran through the exit - screaming for help.

"Buy some time? What the hell was she thinking, she could get killed." A voice echoed in her mind.

She didn't know why she was doing this, but she couldn't stop her legs. And as if she didn't fear death, she picked up one of the chairs and slammed it into the creature's back. Angered, the curse roared and ran towards the creature so fast that Suzume could barely think before the thing hit her and threw her over the side of the dojô.

Suzume felt as if her head was going to explode and her whole body numb. She was able to open her eyes and see that the two boys had succeeded in hiding in the closet in time, but unfortunately the other two girls were in the corner of the dojô cowering and the curse was running right at them.

Suzume Miyamoto needed to do something and quickly.

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞.

— It is a grade 2 curse. We moved everyone out with the excuse that the school was leaking gas — explained Ijichi. — But unfortunately there were students inside the dojo in the back lot. An approximate six students.

Nanami Kento sighed tiredly.

— Okay. I'm coming in. — He fixed his glasses and tie.

As he approached the place he could feel the cursed energy. He saw a student running towards him.

— Please... — she spoke breathlessly. — Help me.

— Everything is going to be alright. You need to leave now... — he explained calmly.

The girl agreed, but before she could leave she pulled him by the sleeve of his suit.

— My friends are there," there were tears in her eyes. — Suzume is fighting that thing alone.

He frowned.

Then he ran into the dojô.

𝕋𝕠𝕜𝕪𝕠 𝕄𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕟 𝕂𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕤𝕒𝕚 𝕊𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕝

𝐃𝐨𝐣𝐨.

She saw one of her fallen arrows beside her and a flash crossed her mind — giving her the only possible idea at that moment. She spotted one of the long bows in the rubble a few feet from where she stood and in an act of desperation she ran as fast as she could and grabbed the weapon.

Suzume clung to the desperation that the creature had reached the two girls and without hesitation she lined up the single arrow on the bow, lengthened the string and determined her target. As soon as she released the string and the arrow flew like a bolt of lightning, a purple lightning flashed around the arrow and as the creature grabbed one of the girls the arrow hit one of her eyes.

The girl fell with a thud to the ground.

Now the purple light was consuming the entire curse and she roared with rage.

Nanami Kento had entered the dojo just as the arrow had been shot. And he was stunned when he saw the girl using cursed energy and even more surprised when in fact the curse had been exorcised.

Suzume was astonished — the creature was gone.

Everyone from inside the dojô had now run outside, leaving only her in the middle of the room and the man.

Nanami walked over to the arrow that had been used and when he touched it he felt an electric shock run through his fingers.

"An innate technique?" — He thought.

— How long have you been able to do that? — he asked her.

Suzume was brought out of her state of shock by the voice of the man in front of her.

— Huh? - she was confused.

— You exorcised the curse — he explained. — Is this the first time?

— Curse? Is that what they call it?

Nanami sighed wearily. He would have a lot to explain.

𝕋𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕠 ℝ𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕜𝕠𝕛𝕚 𝕕𝕖 𝕐𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕚, 𝕁𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕠.

Reiko Ohara, fifteen years old and heiress to the Ohara clan. A family somewhat removed from the larger sorcerers families. The Ohara preserved their Buddhist spiritual doctrine and did not like to participate in the conflicts of the jujutsu world, but inevitably sometimes they had to get involved - even if they had so little influence.

— Do I really have to go? - Reiko lamented. — Can't I go only next year?

Hana Ohara, her mother smiled.

— I'm sorry dear, but it's already done. — she tucked a strand of her daughter's hair behind her ear. — We can no longer remain indifferent.

Reiko agreed sadly.

— I know. But to think that I'll be away from you... — she said in a tearful voice. — What if I'm no good for that kind of thing?

Hana held her daughter's hands and looked into her eyes.

— You are more than capable, dear," her voice was sweet and gentle. — Your father would be proud. You've been working hard on your training and I know you'll be more than fine. — She caressed his daughter's cheeks as he wiped away her tears.

— I'm going to miss our little walks here at the temple. — said the girl.

— I will too. But I will visit you as often as possible, okay?

Reiko smiled.

— That's fine...

𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲.

𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞

Violet was looking curiously at the two customers sitting at the table near the window as she tried to prepare their orders. It was a funny thing, was she watching that kind of romance at first sight? The customer from earlier today seemed quite interested about Miss Luce when he saw her come into the coffee shop this afternoon, and now they seemed to be having a date.

The blonde let out a short excited laugh thinking it was adorable.

But the truth was that Luce would rather be sifting through crime scenes and dead bodies than sitting at the table with a jujutsu sorcerer, and especially when that sorcerer was the famous Satoru Gojo.

Luce might be completely nonchalant and would constantly stray from any path where there was a sorcerer, however, she never stopped informing herself about them. Curse users used to talk a lot and information was something she always presided over. It is impossible that once involved in this parallel world where one can see and use cursed energy, you have not heard about the all powerful Satoru Gojo, the man with the six eyes. A sorcerer so powerful that he unsettled the scales of power in the jujutsu world.

In addition to having been given such powers, it seemed that the universe loved him and blessed him with unusual beauty. Obviously even in this broken and dirty jujutsu world people were talking about his appearance and how the Gojo clan had received the greatest gift from heaven. The perfect child — responsible for all the curse users hiding and the absurd growth of curses.

Luce realized on her short walk down the High Street to the Valley Coffee House that even the most ordinary human could be charmed by the appearance of the man next to her. She had experienced a similar situation with Vesper, but it was a natural beauty... There was absolutely nothing natural about Satoru Gojo. She didn't need to use her skills to know that he was on another level, however, something about this particular figure made her disturbed.

She had never really believed in this; from her own experience, she knew that everything could come to an end. However, was this man in front of her really an all powerful being? She could feel the density of his presence and the weight his aura carried, but it made something inside her turn around — wanting to prove that this man could also fall.

Satoru on the other hand, kept wondering how in his entire existence as a sorcerer, he hadn't heard about her. How had something like this been hidden all this time? He was curious, but most of all dazzled for the first time in a long time. Was there really someone of his level?

Ever since he had a simple dazzle with his six eyes on the woman in front of him, he hadn't stopped thinking about it. Was she the threat that intelligence had detected, but they didn't know what it was exactly? It would make sense. But no, Satoru had a very good sense of judgment about people and that woman definitely didn't seem to be the threat of the moment. However, she could really be a threat if she wanted to be.

He put his hand on hir chin and stared at her taking the laptop out of her purse.

— Just ask — she said, breaking the silence — or stop looking at me like that.

He smiled.

— Why do you think I wanna ask you something?

— Because I'm not stupid —she opened the computer screen. — And you're restless.

— I'm restless? - he asked curiously.

She typed something on the keyboards and answered.

— You talk too shamelessly — she began. — You haven't stopped with the stupid jokes along the way and now you're annoyingly quiet while you wrinkle your forehead at me — she explained. — You want to ask something and you are thinking about what you want to ask. Otherwise you wouldn't have followed me as soon as I left the cafeteria earlier.

At no point did she look in his direction.

Satoru Gojo smiled broadly this time.

— You are really good," he clapped his hands together. —But I didn't follow you when you left the café.

She looked into his eyes, and saw her reflection in the dark lenses of his glasses.

— You're right, you didn't follow me — she crossed her hands. — You tracked me. It's certainly different.

He widened his eyes.

— How's that?

— I went to Westgate Garden and you took your time getting out of here. You didn't see which way I went. But coincidentally you waited for me near the Cathedral because you knew exactly where I was going to pass, that side of the Cathedral is not known by tourists. — She explained calmly as if it was obvious.

— Who said I didn't know it? — he had an amused smile on his lips. — And how did you know it took me so long to get out of here?

— The answer is simple, because you ordered a frappé coffee and a berliner ballen. — she flashed a winning smile that could go unnoticed, but obviously would not go unnoticed by Satoru Gojo.

— What? — he hadn't understood, but he was excited.

— You asked for the same thing I did, but you didn't make the request while I was still here. So you did it when I left and Violet can be fast, but not too fast. This suggests that you didn't know half of the candy and didn't want to waste time choosing, because you needed to find me. So you know almost nothing here. Much less shortcuts.

Satoru was impressed.

— How do you know this?

— Because I love berliner ballen and frappé — she answered. — And together they make a very unique scent. I smelled it as soon as you sat down next to me in the Cathedral. And well, the fact that you had, even subtly, berliner ballen cream on the corner of your lip also helped.

Satoru brought his fingers to the corner of his mouth and wiped.

— You let me walk around with that on my face? And you didn't even warn me?

She shrugged.

— You're mean," and let out a laugh.

Just then Violet approached the table with the orders.

— Here it is," she put the drinks on the table — English tea for the young lady and a hazelnut milkshake for you — she smiled. — If you need anything else, please call me.

— Thank you, Violet — Luce replied with a smile on her face.

Satoru nodded slightly in thanks.

— Let me show you the victims," Luce said as she turned the laptop so that the man could see. — The first was Joyce Miller, a twenty year-old girl who disappeared a few days ago. — On the computer screen you could see the unfortunate corpse of a dark-haired girl. — Her mother contacted me, but unfortunately I can't always attend to everyone so I left the police on their own. But I felt that there was something strange in the story, so I wanted to be informed if they found anything...

— And they did," she took another sip of her milkshake. — Her dead body, though.

Luce agreed.

— Joyce's mother reported that she had been acting strange the days before she disappeared. I asked if she might have met someone, since in many cases it could always be a new flirt. A guy she met and in the end, well... It could be nothing more than a murderer. — Luce took a sip of her tea and continued. — But as in most cases, she didn't know.

Satoru listened attentively.

— Her body was found yesterday, it is estimated that she died around ten thirty at night. She was found in an alley in London, exactly as in the photo — She zoomed into the image on the screen. — And as you can see, there is not a single trace of cursed energy.

—- Then why are we looking at a poor girl's dead body?

Luce sighed.

— Because of this... — she indicated a specific spot on the image. — See? Her hand was ripped off.

Satoru moved closer to the screen and frowned.

— Yes, I see..., but what about it?

— If you be patient, I'll get to it. - She informed. — Now, the second victim. Emilia Clark, twenty-five years old, dead three days ago, but her body was found yesterday afternoon by her mother — She clicked one of the keypad buttons and the image changed. — That was her condition.

— This looks closer to the work of a curse," Satoru said. — Shredded bodies are usually quite common. That's in the best case scenarios.

Luce again agreed.

— It turns out that she wasn't exactly shredded and there is no trace of cursed energy — her voice came out in a more serious tone. — Despite the advanced stage of decomposition, if we zoom in — she zoomed in on the image. — You can see the cuts. And once again notice — she moved the mouse arrow to the victim's back. — She is missing a part of her spine.

Satoru looked thoughtful.

— If you compare the two victims — she put the images next to each other. — Can you identify the similarity?

— I really don't like to think too much. — went back to drinking his milkshake.

— You don't take anything seriously, do you? — she said impatiently. — I knew it.

She was about to get up.

— Oi! - Satoru grabbed her hand before she could close the laptop. — I'm just kidding, dear. It's just that analyzing corpses isn't really what I do. Please, continue.

She calmed down.

— Okay - still with a suspicious look on her face. — The similarities are the cuts, they are the same. That is, the same tool; an axe.

— It was a human, so... — Satoru put one of his fingers over his chin.

— And all this brings us to the third victim - she picked up a small flask and put it on the table. — I have no pictures, but the death was not the same. She simply burst from the inside out and there was this inside her stomach.

— How does this last one connect to the others?

— Because when I analyzed the body, I smelled hydrogen peroxide, sodium tetraborate and formaldehyde — She saw Satoru's confused look and tried to explain. — Sodium tetraborate is borax... and formaldehyde you may know as formalin.

— All right, but I still don't understand... — crossed his arms. — What's the point?

— Have you ever heard of maceration? — The man denied it with his head. — It is nothing more than a technique for the physical, chemical or biological cleaning of bones. — He clarified. — What does this have to do with the case? Well, it is the fact that these three products I listed can be used to preserve bones. And as you can see the hand and the backbone of two victims were removed. Which leads us to conclude that whoever killed the two, was also responsible for the death of the third. — Luce explained every line of her thoughts, while Satoru listened attentively. — But why would he kill the third one differently? He made her swallow something, otherwise I wouldn't have found this — she pointed to the flask. — However, whoever did this also took what he gave the girl away. That's where you come in.

— A cursed object...— Satoru smiled.

Luce nodded in agreement.

— Wow, you're really good at this — he complimented. — How do you do that?

— Thank you, Luce. But that's not important right now... — she was silent for a moment. — When did you get here?

— Today, actually. I left Tokyo yesterday, but the flight is quite long, which sucks to be honest. Why?

— Yes, but what time?

Satoru smiled again.

— If I didn't know better I would think you were suspecting me.

— And I am suspecting you. You sorcerers don't make many distinctions when you want to kill someone — her voice lowered a tone, and a shadow of spite flashed across her eyes. — So tell me, what time did you arrive?

— I arrived here in Canterbury at eleven o'clock, I was supposed to arrive at ten, but I got the train an hour late — she laughed. — I arrived in London at eight o'clock in the morning, if that's what you want to know. Do I need to show you my ticket?

— No —she reclined in her seat. — I know you didn't do it. I just don't trust you.

— Ouch! — he simulated pain. —That hurt...

— To be honest, I think whoever did this must have left town by now, especially with you here... Then your trip must have been a waste of time — she informed him. — Your object must be somewhere else.

Satoru was silent for a few seconds.

— And how could I not suspect you? — he asked.

Luce narrowed her eyes and her heart leapt.

— Don't get me wrong, dear, I don't think you could have killed anyone. But you're hiding something from me. — he leaned across the table and came close to her face. — And I'm going to find out what it is. You know, I'm pretty good at this too. — an ironic smile opened his lips. — So, are you going to tell me what it is? Or are you going to play hard?

He adjusted his glasses and continued to stare at the woman.

Luce tried to put his million thoughts in order, what exactly did he suspect? She knew he probably saw everything about her with those damn six eyes, was it about that? Or about Hitori? Could he have known about that? He didn't seem to be lying about the time he arrived, he couldn't have even crossed paths with Hitori. So it could only be about her?

— What do you want to know, Gojo? — he asked.

He smiled.

And before he could ask, her cell phone rang.

— Just a moment —she answered. — Yes, I can talk. I'm fine, inspector. Sure, no problem, I'll meet you there. See you later — and then she hung up.

— Appointment? — Satoru arched his eyebrow.

— Yes, the victim's tests came out. I just want to confirm my theory. — began to pack his things. — See you later, Gojo.

— Wait a minute! We're not done, we still have to solve this... — raised his hands.— And other things, like our conversation.

— I don't have time for that. I already gave you the information I had, do your super sorcerer thing or whatever you usually do. — She picked up her purse and put it on her shoulder.

— I can do a lot of super things if that's what you want to know. — a wily smile formed. — But since we haven't worked anything out yet, I need to keep in touch with you, don't you think? - he held the phone out to her. — Give me your number and we'll meet again.

Luce rolled her eyes.

— If that's what it takes to leave me alone. — she picked up the cell phone and typed. — There you go.

— See you again tomorrow, sweetheart — he took the phone from her hands.

— Okay, whatever you say — she turned the tables and left.

Satoru Gojo was more curious than ever. Of course, it was a rather unusual case given the variations. If was a curse user and it was in the city, he would be able to find it. However, for now he wanted to know more about Luce Amaryllis, if that was really her name.

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐌𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞.

— Dead? — shouted the boy. — What do you mean dead?

— I'm sorry, Haru — wailed Utahime. — When I found you...

Haru Tokugawa was seventeen years old and a second-year student in Kyoto. He was a descendant of the Tokugawa clan, none remaining except for the boy who had been raised by his maternal grandmother. He and his team had been given a simple mission, but in the end it all turned out to be chaos. The curse was much more powerful than they had expected, and there was one of Sukuna's fingers involved.

He couldn't remember much since he had tried to use his technique to buy time and save his friends. One instant he smelled blood, and the next he woke up in the college infirmary. Not much time had passed since he woke up and the news Iori Utahime was giving him.

— I'm sorry, Haru — Iori repeated. — That cursed object wasn't supposed to be there. It was unexpected. Nobody knew that Sukuna's finger was there.

Haru could hardly breathe. It was too much to take in at that moment.

— You need to rest now — said the supervisor. — Let me know if you need anything, okay?

Haru didn't answer.

— Listen — she touched the boy's shoulder. — It wasn't your fault, all right? There was nothing you could do against a special level curse.

And so she left the infirmary.

𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲, 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝.

It had been two days since Luce had met with Satoru Gojo and she couldn't have been more worried. The person responsible for the crimes had left the city, perhaps the country and she didn't have a single clue as to who it might have been.

Since she had given her number to the sorcerer, she had not expected that he would send so many messages informing her about his day in town. Satoru wanted to have lunch with her the day before, but Luce made up an excuse to get away from any conversation with the man. She knew she couldn't run from it for that long, but maybe, just maybe, she hoped that he would just get tired of it and go back to Japan.

However, deep down she knew that wouldn't happen. Not if it was up to him anyway. Satoru had informed her that he had looked for the person responsible, but he had certainly run away. And she didn't even have to ask how he could be so sure, because she knew it had to involve the famous six eyes.

She tried to keep in touch with Hitori, but he refused to answer her calls. Which made her even more worried.

𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨.

She had already lost all sense of time, all that was left was a few scratches and the smell of blood that refused to leave her nose. Most likely from the dried blood that marked her small hands and face. The eyes, red and sparkling like lava from a volcano, no longer glowed, all there was an immense abyss of an agonizing emptiness. There was nothing left for that child but the confusion of probably never understanding what had happened. What could she do?

She held on to the only thing she could feel at the moment — the large hands that were holding her and guiding her through the dark forest.

She lifted her head a little and looked at the young boy's face, which remained unchanged in a hard serious expression. His eyes focused on the path ahead as he held the girl's small hands firmly.

After walking for what seemed like hours, they finally reached a clearing. The young boy released her hand and left her standing in the middle of the open space.

He left for a few minutes and came back with a handful of wood in his arms, stirred his hands for some sign, and flames appeared burning the wood in front of him.

The girl sat down beside him and watched the flames.

They remained silent for long minutes until the boy spoke.

— My name is Hitori — his voice sounded deep. — I am the curse you created, your brother made a pact with me. I will train you so that one day you will face me and one of us will die.

She nodded.

— Is Vesper there? — she asked, her voice almost inaudible.

— Yes, but he can't talk to you. I own this body now.

And again, silence.

𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲, 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝.

She was now lying on her hotel bed, trying to calm her mind when her cell phone vibrated.

Satoru Gojo sent a message:

S: Hey, are we having lunch today? pls :((

L: No, I'm busy.

S: That's a lie, if you don't leave I'll come to your Hotel :))

L: You're already here, aren't you?

S: ;)

Luce let out a sigh and got out of bed. She tidied her long red hair and grabbed her purse.

As she left the hotel lobby, she spotted the tall, white-haired man in his blue dress shirt and light pants. Yes, handsome as ever, she thought.

Satoru turned toward the woman and waved with a smile.

— Even more beautiful than last time —he said. — You couldn't hide from me forever, you know.

"I wish I could..." — she thought.

— You couldn't leave me alone, could you? — she sighed in defeat.

He smiled.

— You know I couldn't, dear. — he moved closer to her face. — You and I still have a lot to talk about.

They walked for a few minutes to the entrance of the park, there was a large arch with the words Greyfriars Gardens written on it.

— Weren't we going to have lunch? — Luce asked.

— I'd like to talk first — Satoru smiled. —The open air sounds better, don't you think?

Luce looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

— Okay, whatever you say — she answered.

They sat down on the benches under one of the large trees, and Satoru began to ramble on about the landscape.

— Just ask what you want, Gojo. Spare us the time... — she said impatiently.

Satoru gave a slight smile, and adjusted his glasses.

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